It's still July, the sun in the sky is still sparing no effort to exude heat, and the air is stuffy and spreading, but it can't hide the joy in the corners of the girl's eyes, and the big grin, and the corners of the mouth are the perfect arc of tearing apart. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Tang Huayan is now a young girl, dressed in sports, tight-fitting sportswear wrapped around her green body, her better skin is slightly darkened by the sun, there is no delicate and weak atmosphere, giving people a cheerful feeling.

''Mom,I've been admitted to a key university.,I've been admitted,'' Huayan said happily, ''Mom, you don't have to worry about me anymore, I kept up with my studies, and I was admitted, Mom, am I so good... ‘’

Tang Huayan is only 15 years old this year, she has been smart since she was a child, everyone says it is the material for reading, she jumped a few levels in a row, and took the college entrance examination as a sophomore in high school this year, and her grades were quite good, she thought she had inherited his father's intelligence. His father was a software engineer who was once admitted to university in his rural area, and it was a good story. You must know how difficult it was to get into the university back then.

She also likes to read, which is something about honor and a sense of belonging. Like it, isn't that what it is, Mom? I like it because I have achieved something, I like it because I like it, sometimes I can't tell the order, it must be worth saying, it may just be the feeling of joy and happiness, that is the feeling of immersing myself in the spring field, there is a fresh wind blowing Buddha, very comfortable.

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone, Tang Huayan thought that his mother was happy, and he still chattered endlessly, pouring water, "Mom, you don't know, this year's college entrance examination questions are not very difficult, I told the teacher, the teacher said that I was smart, and he also said that if I study hard in college in the future, I will definitely have achievements... She didn't know it, and her words were full of pride.

''Mom, why don't you speak?'' ''Huayan finally realized that his mother's emotions were not in line, and although his mother didn't talk much on weekdays, she wouldn't want to be so silent as she was now.

''Mom,,,,, what's wrong?'' Painted Smoke began to ask cautiously, a bad premonition rising in his heart.

"Draw smoke." There was finally movement on the other end of the phone, and there was a little tremor in his voice, "Painting smoke, Mom has contacted a film company here for you, and the contract has been signed, you come back, although you will definitely run the trick when you go in, but Mom believes in you, it won't take long to become a big name." ”

"Mom, you know, I just like to read... Before he finished speaking, he had already hung up, leaving tears in his heart full of infinite pain.

Huayan's mother is actually a gentle woman, her eyes are always smiling, her speech is light, and she looks kind, but there is only one thing that she will die to the end, and that is her love for being an actress. She knew that she would not be able to get into the film industry, so she hoped that her daughter could inherit her wish. However, there is no such thing as inheritance!

Painting smoke knows his mother's dedication to film and television, his mother's dream when she was young was acting, and she was also very persistent in her pursuit, she came out alone despite her parents' opposition and almost broke off the relationship with her family, movies in the 60s and 70s had just appeared, and no family would think it was practical, not to mention, actors were treated like actors and despised by others. Mother's family is a small scholarly family. It can be seen that the determination of the mother of the painting smoke is extraordinary.

However, when he almost succeeded, he met his father who painted cigarettes and became a housewife ever since. No one can tell what love is, anyway, it only has magic to make people give up their dreams. Huayan didn't know if his mother complained about his father, whether he regretted his original decision, and he didn't dare to ask. Anyway, the result is that from a very young age, Huayan's mother has high hopes for her.

It's not that he didn't persuade his mother, clarified his heart, and showed how good he was at reading with his own practical actions, which is completely unsuitable for the so-called acting. However, the mother pretended not to know. I've been dodging when I read to myself. It turned out that my mother still had this plan, no matter how well she did.

In the end, the painting did not twist the mother, and this time, neither did the father.

The day after that, I stood in front of the door of the film and television company tremblingly, feeling that the sun was so dazzling. So much so that my eyes hurt a little.

In front of the gate, there is a gilded big word "Yunda Film and Television Company". Like a charm, Painted Smoke knew it would haunt her for a long time, maybe a lifetime.

She walked in a little tremblingly. The front desk is a tall beauty, fiddling with her face, looking attentive, and the painting looks a little thin at this time, after all, she is only 15 years old.

The mother of the painter did not come with her, in her words, the painter on this road has to learn to grow up by herself, and she can develop better by facing all this.

What Huayan's mother doesn't know is how much Huayan wants someone to be by her side now. It was really hard for her to be forced to make such a decision. And her mother. But there was no such choice.

She tried hard to control her timidity, moved to the girl at the front desk, and asked cautiously, "How do you get to the director's office?" ”

The only thing that answered her was two cold sentences: "What about the appointment?" You cannot enter without a reservation. The beauty replied with arrogance, which made people feel uncomfortable when they heard it.

Huayan hadn't faced any of this, she didn't even know what the appointment was, so Chu was motionless there, feeling a little aggrieved.

The people at the front desk didn't seem to have made an appointment with her, and they were even more vicious, and they wanted to drive her away! Huayan felt that she couldn't hold back her tears. But on the other side of my heart, there was a faint expectation that if I drove her out. Is she not going to have to act? She could tell her mother. The front desk doesn't want her to enter, and the film and television company doesn't want her.

However, coincidentally, the director appeared, he happened to go out on something, saw the scene at the door, and recognized the girl as the person who introduced her, exactly the same as the person in the photo given to him.

The embarrassment in front of the painting smoke was solved, and she was not happy.

Then, everything seemed to be going well, as if it was not a small dilemma at all, but along the way, Huayan's memory of it has always been very deep, together with that rich face!