Chapter 9: Piano Dreams
"You?"
"yes, when you're not at home, don't you do it all by me?" Meng Anping's eyes were clearly saying that An Ning was making a fuss: "I'll help you heat the rice." ”
An Ning watched him skillfully bring the dishes into the kitchen, and he was stunned at the door.
Meng Anping's room was smaller than An Ning's, and there was a poster on the wall facing the door, and the person on it was actually Huo Ziqiu, a myth in the film industry. This is unexpected by An Ning, although she is not a post-zero generation, but she also knows a little bit of fashion trends, what young people like nowadays should not be a beautiful man like Wang Kefan?
Huo Ziqiu, it's almost thirty this year, right?
An Ning shook her head amusedly, at least he was already an actor when he was thirty years old, but he was still the second in ten thousand years. Is it because he has a younger body now, is he qualified to suspect that he is old?
This is very incorrect, and An Ning drew a cross for herself in her heart.
Huo Ziqiu on the poster couldn't tell that he was almost thirty years old, his face was still very young, but there was a faint melancholy between his eyebrows. His eyes seemed to be staring at a point in the void, and his eyes were complex, as if they contained endless emotions.
really deserves to be an actor, just a poster, and his eyes are so dramatic. I don't know when I will be able to climb to the top of the film industry?
The kitchen at home was so small that it could barely accommodate two people, and An Ning could only watch from the door. Meng Anping's posture is very skillful, like an experienced chef.
"Sister, how did you go to the audition today?" Meng Anping asked An Ning while putting up the stir-fried vegetables in the pot.
"I didn't pick it."
Meng Anping's face wrinkled, and the word "dissatisfaction" was written on his face: "These directors must be short-sighted ......" said and was afraid that An Ning would be sad, so he turned to comfort her: "It's okay, you are so good, you will definitely be selected next time." ”
An Ning also nodded solemnly: "I think so too, I'm so good, it's only a matter of time before I am selected." ”
Then she saw Meng Anping look at her strangely, probably the original Meng Anning would never say this kind of thing about the princess selling melons and boasting about herself.
Meng Anping was very curious about An Ning's audition, and when An Ning sat down to eat, he began to ask long and short questions.
"Why, you are so energetic, do you want to enter the showbiz in the future?" An Ning knocked An Ping's head with chopsticks.
"I'm afraid that you will be deceived, Sister Cheng Cheng said that your brain is too simple, and she wants me to take a good look at you."
"As for your sister and I, it's just that I'm just new to society and a little uncomfortable. Now that I have eaten a trench and grown wise, I will never repeat the mistakes of the past, you and Cheng Cheng, just put one hundred and twenty hearts. An Ning looked at Meng Anping opposite with a suspicious expression, and couldn't help but reach out and pinch his face: "How are you today?" Is it boring to stay at home? Did anything happen? ”
"No ......"
"Really?"
"Not really! It's just that summer homework is a bit difficult, and I really can't do it. Meng Anping scratched his head, "Later, you will tell me again." Me, I went to the room to read the book first......"
This is a thief's weak heart, and it's no wonder that nothing happens.
After An Ning finished eating, he washed the dishes and chopsticks, wiped his hands, and squeezed some hand cream on his hands. I was thinking about whether I was going to Meng Anping's room to ask again, but my mobile phone rang.
The caller ID flashing on the screen was "Teacher Anping", and An Ning thought of Meng Anping's weak heart, and she had already guessed half of it in her heart.
"Hello, is it Meng Anping's sister? I'm a music teacher in Anping, and I've called you before. ”
"Hello, I'm Anping's sister.?"
"That's right, last time I took Anping to the Municipal Children's Palace to take the exam, and I met Teacher Wang from the Children's Palace. Today, Mr. Wang came to the school to see me, and he very much wanted to accept Anping as a student. Mr. Wang's musical attainments are very high, if he can be his student, Anping will definitely be able to grow rapidly, this is a golden opportunity. It's just that I asked An Ping several times, and he just didn't want to go, so I took the liberty of calling you. You are Anping's guardian, Anping's musical talent is too outstanding, it would be a pity if you buried it like this. I hope you think about it and don't miss this opportunity......"
After hanging up the phone, An Ning sat quietly in the living room for a while, thinking about it.
Learning piano is a lot of money, and Mr. Wang is a famous teacher, so of course the tuition fee will not be cheap. I also want to buy a piano for Anping, and if I calculate it, it will cost sixty or seventy thousand yuan a year. These sixty or seventy thousand are nothing to An Ning in the previous life, but for the current Meng Anning, it is an astronomical amount.
An Ning paced back and forth in the living room. She checked Meng Anning's account, and there was only 2,000 deposits left.
Otherwise, borrow some? No, no. The relatives at home have long regarded the sister and brother as debt collectors, and it is impossible to lend her so much money. Chen Chengcheng has just entered the industry, and he plays small roles, and he has to socialize outside, so he can't come up with so much money for a while.
An Ning looked at the mobile phone in his hand, and now his biggest hope is that he has really attracted Zheng Wei's attention. If you can win the heroine of Zheng Wei's new film, then not only can the tuition fee of 60,000 or 70,000 yuan be solved, but also save a little to improve the living conditions of the family.
"Sister, who were you talking to on the phone just now?" Meng Anping poked a small head out of his room.
An Ning walked up to him, stretched out a finger to press his forehead, pushed him back into the room, and closed the door with his hand, and did not forget to give a pleasant order: "Since you can't write your summer homework, let's study it in the room." ”
She leaned against the door and sighed, having such a young and old brother who loves to think about everything is actually a very tiring thing.
Meng Anping was pressed back to the room by his sister's fingers, and he sat down at the desk sullenly. Looking at the summer vacation homework spread out on the desk, the corners of Meng Anping's mouth pursed again, and the printed words made his head buzz. He looked up at the somewhat old poster in front of him, and Huo Ziqiu on it was also staring at him melancholy.
Now the classmates in the class like those beautiful men who are not much older than themselves, but Meng Anping admires Huo Ziqiu, who has already experienced a little vicissitudes. Not for anything else, just because he always uses Huo Ziqiu's bumpy experience to cheer himself up.
Compared with the tall and empty deeds of the great people in the book, Huo Ziqiu is more real, and he is a target that can be really chased after.