Chapter Twenty-Nine: Life Is But a Dream!
The lights came on again, and teenage idols dressed in dazzling costumes took to the stage with the help of a lift. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info Hu Lanlan also forgot about the unhappiness just now, and spoke out to support her idol. Still, there seems to be something wrong. One, two, three, four...... Five! Who is that, is it Jin Xin? Didn't he say that he had already been admitted to the hospital? Why would he still be here! The audience instantly began to get excited, and the fan support group of FCboys was even more hoarse to support their idols, and the scene was suddenly boiling.
In a mansion somewhere in the capital, the boss of the brokerage company was watching the live broadcast of the music festival, and he frowned after FCboys appeared, how could Jin Xin still appear on the stage of the music festival, he had obviously made a move to ...... him He took out a mobile phone, dialed a phone number, and began to curse: "What do you do? Doesn't it mean that he has become a vegetative person? Is it a ghost on the stage today? Are you still thinking about old feelings! In short, you get him, I don't want to see any negative news about the company in tomorrow's newspaper!"
Uncle Yuan was backstage at this time, and his face turned pale after answering the phone. Jin Xin, since you have woken up, why don't you hide? Why do you still appear on this stage again? Dreams are really so important, heavier than life?
Now that you have embarked on this path, you can only continue to walk. Jin Xin, don't blame me, the fate of the chess pieces is in the hands of the chess player, whether you or me, there is no choice! Uncle Yuan's eyes flashed with a hint of ruthlessness, and his hands were clenched into a fist.
He walked slowly to the backstage, followed by a large group of security guards, ready to wait for FCboys to take Jin Xin away as soon as he returned to the backstage.
A large crowd of people poured into the backstage, looking imposing, but when he pushed open the backstage door, he and the security guards behind him were stunned for a moment.
A young man in his early twenties, wearing a medical staff uniform, with long hair and a shawl, a face like a crown of jade, sword eyebrows like ink, indifferent, but a trace of laziness ruined his original handsomeness and handsomeness, and looked a little decadent. Behind his hands, he stood in the empty backstage, and when he saw everyone coming, he was not panicked.
I saw him smile slightly, show his white teeth, and say to the people who were standing, "Is there something wrong?"
Uncle Yuan stopped everyone, and his face was serious: "Did you help Jin Xin come in? Do you know that this will ruin the entire FCboys! ”
"I'm sorry, uncle. Ke Wang still held his hands behind his back and shook his head slightly, "I don't chase stars much, and I don't like your FCboys teenager group very much." But ......"
Ke Wang's gaze suddenly became firm, and the sharp light made everyone present pause: "Dreams can't be trampled on at will! Now, I'm sorry!"
"Sleep obediently, and it will be fine soon. Ke Wang laughed, stretched out his finger and pointed at Uncle Yuan's group, and released the spell that had been prepared behind him for a long time just now: "Huangliang is a dream!"
Uncle Yuan was startled, hurriedly checked his body, and found that there was nothing unusual, so he lowered his face and said contemptuously, "pretending to be a ghost", and shouted to the security guards to drive Ke Wang out. Ke Wang was not angry, and took the initiative to go out with the security guard with a smile.
Although Uncle Yuan felt strange, he didn't care. When FCboys returned backstage after the stage performance, he was caught by Uncle Yuan, Jin Xin did not resist, and let the security guards brought by Uncle Yuan catch him.
After that, things were simple, Uncle Yuan personally escorted Jin Xin to the boss of the brokerage company, forced Jin Xin to quit FCboys and signed a more harsh overlord clause. Although Uncle Yuan felt sorry, he didn't open his mouth to plead, it was better to sacrifice Jin Xin alone than to sacrifice all the members of FCboys.
After more than ten years, Uncle Yuan counted the days and waited for retirement, but overheard people in the company talking about layoffs, and suddenly became nervous. Because of the FCboys Jin Xin incident, his reputation in the industry is completely stinky. Although everyone knows that it is not his fault, he is still to blame. Without a good reputation, no one wants to follow him. Newcomers know that his fame is afraid to avoid it, and the up-and-coming stars are even more cynical at him. Therefore, although Uncle Yuan still stayed in the brokerage company, he became the worst performing agent in the entire company. Sure enough, he saw his name on the bulletin board layoff list.
In desperation, he wanted to go to Mr. Zheng, who forced him to deal with Jin Xin, to intercede, but only got the other party's merciless ridicule: "Old Yuan, you are also old, what's wrong with retiring early? The company has raised you for more than ten years, and you are already benevolent enough, don't be so ignorant, you must know how to be content!"
Uncle Yuan was furious, and he began to make a big noise in the office: "I have done so many things for you, and now you want to kick me away, I don't accept it!"
Mr. Zheng replied to him with a sneer, did not entangle with him, and called the security guard to drive Uncle Yuan away when he picked up the phone.
Uncle Yuan returned home dejected and found that his wife and children were gone, leaving only a "divorce paper". For so many years, Uncle Yuan's performance has been at the bottom, his savings have been almost spent, even the house is rented, and he could still count on a pension, but now that he is laid off, even this life-saving straw is gone, and his wife can't stand the perennial poverty and wants to divorce him. Now Uncle Yuan has lost everything, his job is gone, his money is gone, his wife and children are gone, leaving only an empty home. Oh no, even the house is going to be reclaimed by the landlord!
"You can't live if you do your own evil!" Uncle Yuan muttered to himself, and finally couldn't bear the pressure and fell to the ground and closed his eyes. "So that's how my life ended? Haha, haha, hahaha, I can't live if I do my own evil! Jin Xin, I'm sorry for you!"
The darkness in front of him suddenly broke a glimmer of light, and Uncle Yuan struggled to open his eyes, but saw an unexpected scene for him-
There were a group of security guards lying around him, but in front of him was the person he wanted to see the most before he died, Jin Xin.
He still looks like a teenager, with bright blonde hair that is smooth and shiny, and he is wearing a performance costume, surrounded by four other members of FCboys. At this time, he was looking at himself gently with a smile.
"I'm not dead yet, I'm not dead!" Uncle Yuan couldn't believe it at first, but then became ecstatic.
What the hell is going on? Could it be that Uncle Yuan came back to his senses and looked around, but he didn't see the person he had met.
"He's gone. Jin Xin explained, "He asked us to tell you a sentence of 'I hope you don't choose the wrong one again.'" ”
Uncle Yuan fell silent, and after thinking for a long time, he seemed to have made up his mind, and smiled at Jin Xin and the others.
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"So, dreaming of this kind of thing is the most troublesome. Ke Wang still looked like a hanger, and while watching "Yin*", he was lying on his exclusive lazy chair and complaining, "This time it's a big loss! In order to perform the "Huangliang One Dream", the mana of the whole body was consumed, and the result only made my rank rise by one order, which is really a big loss!"
Dongfang Yu glanced at Ke Wang, and complained: "Then you are still so serious about helping them! Hard-mouthed and soft-hearted, please don't set the tsundere attribute for you, okay! Don't just add attributes to your own personality!"
"Ah, it's so hot today, I don't want to move!"
"It's still so hard to change the subject! Die for me, you uncle of wastewood!"
"Stinky little devil, don't you know if the gentleman doesn't move!"
"I'm going to have to do this to deal with you!
"Damn, it's really hands-on!"
......
The newspaper on the coffee table was blown down by the air flow caused by the two people in the fight, and turned it over, revealing the front page, which read: Yuan Mou, the former agent of the strongest brokerage company in China, ran away with his popular idol band group FCboys to establish a new company. Next to it is a huge photo, on which is a group photo of five sunny boys and a middle-aged uncle, on them, smiling very sweetly.
The sun is just right, the breeze is not dry, the smile is still there, infinitely beautiful.