"Knock, knock, knock......"

Wang Ben carried cement on his shoulders and walked up the stairs step by step.

The two bales of cement weighed a hundred kilograms, which was heavy, and every step he took made the stairs rattle.

However, the car of cement was about to be moved, and the income of ten yuan was about to arrive, Wang Ben wiped the sweat from his forehead, and continued to walk step by step regardless of fatigue.

"Ninety-nine, one hundred! It's finally done. ”

Half an hour later, Wang Ben threw the cement on his shoulders onto the floor and sat on the ground, gasping for breath, his clothes were completely soaked.

Picking up the kettle on the ground, Wang Ben poured it into his mouth.

"Oh my God, this physical work is really tiring, and it's not a way to make money from this!" With a long exhale, Wang Ben smiled bitterly.

Three people, a car of cement, 200 bags, sent to the sixth floor, together is a 20 yuan handling fee, Wang Ben moved two bags at a time, so the salary can be half of the salary.

"Benzi, you kid, it's okay, it's done so quickly, faster than the two of us." A man in his forties, carrying a bag of cement on his shoulder, said with a smile: "Your kid's strength is so great, he is as strong as a cow, I think you don't want to go to study at all, you can earn hundreds of yuan a month by doing manual work with us, and you may not be able to earn so much after you graduate." ”

A few hundred yuan a month was very valuable for the eighties, but Wang Ben could only sigh and smile bitterly.

Wang Ben took a black towel from the wooden frame next to him, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with a smile: "Uncle Liu, you don't know my situation, if the old man is in good health, where will I come to sell coolies, but there are still a few thousand yuan to make up the hospital surgery fee, I have to work harder, you have to inform me if there is any work." ”

Uncle Liu is a foreigner, he came to South China to beg for a life for several years, living not far from Wang Ben's house, Wang Ben came out to do porting, if there was no Uncle Liu to help introduce the business, don't want to earn this money at all.

"A few thousand? Why don't I help you cushion it first, and then pay me back when you have money later? Uncle Liu nodded.

Wang Ben shook his head and said gratefully: "Thank you, Uncle Liu, however, the situation of your family is not good, grandma has just been discharged from the hospital, Aunt Liu has not gone to work, the money you earn alone is not enough for the family's expenses, and the little brother and sister still have to go to school, if you lend me the money, what if there is something in your family?" ”

"Alas, but this is not a way, the old man may not be able to afford it." Uncle Liu sighed.

"I know, the money is easier, it's a big deal to sell the old house, but the old man is very stubborn, I told him many times to let him go to the hospital, but he just didn't listen, saying that the limit is approaching, and destiny can't be done!" Wang Ben sighed and said helplessly.

At this moment, another middle-aged man carrying cement was thrown to the floor, and gasped: "Benzi, I heard that the old man has real kung fu, you have followed him since you were a child, have you learned kung fu?" ”

The middle-aged man's surname is Yang, his name is Zhiqiang, he is Uncle Liu's fellow villager, he used to run business everywhere and has a wide range of connections, but it is said that he provoked people who shouldn't be messed with outside, owed a lot of debts, and was finally forced to be cornered, so he followed Uncle Liu to sell coolies together.

However, Wang Ben knew that Uncle Yang was different from Uncle Liu, he was only selling coolies temporarily, and once he had the opportunity, he would not continue to suffer this kind of hardship.

"I've learned a little bit, but I'm not proficient, in the words of the old man, I'm just getting started." Wang Ben said with a smile.

Wang Ben didn't say anything big about this, he did practice kung fu with the old man, and he practiced for thirteen years, since he was four years old and remembered, he was forced to practice kung fu by the old man.

Uncle Yang nodded, smiled and said: "Looking at your strength, I also know that you must have kung fu, a high school student who is only seventeen years old, carrying two bags of cement to the sixth floor, without panting, if you don't hit twice, I won't believe it." ”

Wang Ben shook his head and said with a wry smile: "How can you say it so easily, I'm also very tired." ”

Uncle Yang picked up the water bottle, poured it into his mouth, and continued: "Benzi, tell you the truth, how many people can you win?" ”

"I don't know, the old man doesn't allow me to fight, besides, there is no good end to fighting these days, and I don't plan to rely on kung fu to eat, I'm just a student, I'm only seventeen years old this year, and my dream is to become a singer or a movie star."

Wang Ben said with a smile, but when he thought of this, his heart ached.

Once, he did have a good chance to become a singer or an actor, but the reality of society stopped his dream.

In his previous life, he spent more than 30 years in a daze, singing in a bar, drinking more than a dozen bottles of beer for an appearance fee of 200 yuan a day, and for a reward of 100 yuan, he went to the film and television city to be an extra, everything seemed to be right in front of him, if it wasn't for the excessive drinking and falling off the bar when he was singing in the bar, he would probably have to go on like this for the rest of his life.

When he opened his eyes, he found himself here.

Wang Ben is his current name, as for what his name was in his previous life, he can't remember, for some reason, he remembers everything in his previous life, the only thing is that the name doesn't seem to be the same, it seems that he is Wang Ben, everything before is like a dream, but that dream is so real.

This world is very similar to the previous world, but he is sure that this is not the world he used to be.

Because, many things that are happening in this world now are somewhat different from before, for this reason, he specifically checked the history of this world, but found that the history is the same.

The only difference is that it is a bit out of touch with the previous world time.

"Being a star? Hehe, Benzi, it's not me saying you, the current star, which is not handsome, thin waist, thin skin and tender meat, I advise you not to have these unrealistic dreams. Uncle Yang shook his head and said.

Uncle Liu next to him smiled innocently and said: "You can't say that, now those celebrities look like sissies, they don't have any manhood at all, and only some little kids like it." ”

"Okay, don't talk about this, let's go down and settle the account, today we got two truckloads of cement, forty yuan together, Benzi, you take twenty, me and Lao Liu ten yuan each, take the money and we will go to dinner." Uncle Yang put down the water bottle, shook his head and said.

The three of them came down from the sixth floor, found the contractor of the construction site to settle the bill, and after taking the money, Wang Ben had twenty yuan more in his pocket.

Walking on the street, looking at the night scene with neon lights, Wang Ben felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

Wang Ben is an orphan who was picked up by the old man, and in this world, the old man is his only relative.

This year, Wang Ben is 17 years old and is in his second year of high school, and it is the summer vacation, and the current time is July 5, 1988.

When he found out that he came here, Wang Ben's heart was very excited, although he had been very bad in his previous life, but in fact, he was a genuine undergraduate graduate, able to sing and dance.

Of course, this is not the most important thing, what excites him the most is that he has a lot of songs in his mind that are not in this world, movie scripts that have not appeared in this world, and experiences that have not happened in this world.

When he came here two months ago, his first thought was to create a song that would hit the crowd. As long as it is a hit, I believe that I can complete my dream in my previous life, become a superstar in the music world, earn a lot of tickets, and in a few years, he will be able to become an international superstar.

Now the four kings of Hong Kong and Taiwan have just started, and they have not yet reached the point of becoming popular, as long as they work hard, I believe it is not impossible to surpass them.

Soon, however, he turned off the flames.

He sent three very famous songs in his previous life to the record company in a row, but when he called to ask, he found that the other party didn't even read it, and threw it directly into the trash.

That's right, composing this thing requires connections, qualifications, and more importantly, a famous singer needs to sing to be popular, otherwise, everything will be in vain.

I remember a very famous little king in my previous life, when he was not famous, he composed a song for the four kings, and in the end, the score sank into the sea, and people didn't even look at it.

It seems that the path of composition is no longer feasible, and the only thing left is acting in movies.

However, a 17-year-old high school student who ran to tell the director that he had a good script and wanted to star in a movie as the leading actor, believed that as long as the director's head did not get into the water or broke, he would definitely kick him.

has no fame, no qualifications, no backstage, and wants to mix in the entertainment industry, but there is no door.

Shaking his head with a wry smile, Wang Ben patted the back of his head helplessly, realizing that he was thinking too much.

All he can do now is to go to the third year of high school first, and then work harder to get into a better university, as long as he is admitted to the Beijing Film Academy, it will be much easier to become a superstar in the future.

As for whether he can be admitted to the Beijing Film Academy, to be honest, he has no bottom in his heart.

In my impression, the Beijing Film Academy is not something that can be admitted with good grades.

However, at present, what makes Wang Ben most uneasy is the old man's body, the old man's surname is Sun, his name is a hall, according to the old man, he is one hundred and twenty-three years old this year, and the limit is approaching, so he doesn't have to worry.

Whether others believe it or not, Wang Ben believed the old man's words, he said that one hundred and twenty-three years old, he must be one hundred and twenty-three years old, and the old man could not lie to him. But the limit is something, Ye Fei doesn't believe it.

Last month, Wang Benhao took the old man to the hospital for examination, and the doctor said that there was a tumor in the head, and if he wanted to be treated, he needed to prepare 15,000 yuan for surgery. After making up all the pieces, Wang Ben only made up 11,000 yuan, and there was still a gap of 4,000 yuan.

In order to get the money as soon as possible, Wang Ben found Uncle Liu and asked him to help find something to do.

Not to mention, although the manual work on the construction site of moving bricks and cement is very tiring and hard, as long as the strength is enough, you can still earn some money. The only thing that made him feel a little unaccustomed was that there was too little money here, only twenty yuan a day, which he couldn't even afford to buy a pack of cigarettes in his previous life!

After dinner, Wang Ben ran along the road to his home, the construction site is more than ten kilometers away from the place where he lives, Wang Ben runs every morning, and then runs back in the evening, practicing jumping along the way and stretching his body muscles.

Compared to the fat body in the previous life, this body is very strong, in layman's terms, it is as strong as a cow. Moreover, he also practiced boxing, which is a compulsory course for Wang Ben every day.

In my memory, this boxing technique began at the age of four, and the old man forced him to start practicing.