Early the next morning, Sheng Qiao dragged his huge suitcase to the airport to catch a plane.
The driver recognized her in the taxi and asked her for an autograph.
Sheng Qiao wrote the words Happy New Year.
It’s New Year’s Eve in a few days.
Even though it’s cold, there’s still a lively and festive atmosphere in the cold weather.
There were no fans to see them off at the airport during the private itinerary.
Everyone was in a hurry and rushed to their warm homes.
Sheng Qiao ran all the way and it was already afternoon when he got home.
She told Sheng's mother in advance that she would be back, and she could smell the fragrant aroma of food as soon as she entered the door.
Although Sheng's mother is in a wheelchair, she has adapted to it over the years.
All the facilities in the home are specially customized to suit her height.
Sheng Qiao rushed over to her and gave her a big hug, shouting with a sweet smile: "Mom, I'm back, do you miss me?"
Sheng's mother touched her head, kissed her face, and pointed at the TV: "I can see you every day."
Under the TV cabinet is an old-fashioned video disc player.
Many places no longer sell such pirated discs, but Sheng's mother still uses it.
She bought the DVDs of all her daughter's TV series at the video store in town and played them at home countless times every day.
Everyone in the town knew that the woman in a wheelchair who sold insoles loved watching TV series most.
The quilt covers in the room have been replaced with new ones, and they are spotlessly clean.
Sheng Qiao opened his suitcase and packed his clothes: "I told you that I would clean it myself when I got back, but you are doing it."
She took out the two down jackets from the suitcase and held one in each hand, "Do they look good?"
Sheng's mother knew at a glance that she bought it for herself.
My daughter looks a bit old-fashioned wearing this style.
"I told you not to buy it, you girl."
As he said this, the joy in his eyes could not be concealed.
Sheng Qiao helped her try on the clothes and they all fit her well.
Keeping warm was the most important thing.
Sheng's mother looked around in the mirror and asked her, "Is it expensive?"
"It's not expensive, I bought it at a discount."
Mother Sheng was relieved.
Early the next morning, Sheng Qiao was bundled up like a penguin and went out to buy groceries.
Everyone was dressed in hats and masks, so she didn't find it strange.
There were a lot of vegetables to prepare for the New Year.
She also chopped dumpling fillings and bought three kilograms of dumpling wrappers.
After breakfast, she sat in the living room making dumplings and watching a TV show.
What was on TV was actually Horch's play.
It was a costume drama filmed two years ago.
When it first aired, fans watched it three times on computers and mobile phones for ratings, and she watched it over and over again.
Huo Xi's acting skills are not perfect, but they are improving every year, and he is already considered a good actor among the traffic.
Even if she has watched it a hundred and eighty times and still remembers the next line, it will not stop her from enjoying it at the moment.
Then Sheng's mother saw her daughter making dumplings and mumbling: "What kind of hero do you think you are?"
He picked up the lines faster than the protagonist: "I don't embarrass you, I'm just remembering the friendship between our former masters, but you just think that I don't dare to hold the sword."
Even the tone of voice needs to be learned: "Hahaha, let's say goodbye happily today.
Each of us cherishes the green mountains and never changes them, and the green water flows forever."
Sheng’s mother: “” Don't be stupid while filming
After wrapping a round and putting it in the refrigerator, Sheng Qiao pointed at the handsome young man on the screen: "Mom, does he look good?"
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
Sheng's mother said: "It looks good.
All celebrities are good-looking."
"He is different, he is the most beautiful" Sheng's mother looked at her carefully for a while and said, "Well, he looks better than the ones next to him."
She looked up at her daughter's nymphomaniac eyes and said, "You like him?"
"Well, he is very nice, with a good personality, good outlook on life, and everything else."
Sheng's mother rolled her eyes at her: "It's only been a while now, and then it changed again."
Sheng Qiao: "" What does it mean Sheng's mother was still making dumplings: "I think the previous one is better.
This one looks too young.
He is about the same age as you."
"He is three years older than me.
He is already twenty-eight."
"Oh, that's because he looks good and looks young."
Sheng Qiao came over, picked up a dumpling wrapper, and asked after careful consideration: "What did I tell you about the previous one?"
Sheng's mother smiled and patted her: "You are like a little girl.
You forget everyone you see.
Last time you said she was the moon and no one can compare with her."
Sheng Qiao: "" The moon is sinking Damn it.
Sheng Qiao ate the lunch absentmindedly.
After eating, I quickly took out my phone and carefully checked the call records, WeChat records, and Weibo records.
No, nothing.
Her contact with Meng Xingchen was limited to the moon in her address book, not even WeChat.
After flipping through the video cabinet, except for Sheng Qiao himself, all the other items in it were Meng Xingchen's dramas.
From when he first debuted, to when he won the Best Actor Award, and then to when he was nominated for the Golden Horse Award, he was successful in every film.
Sheng Qiao sat on the floor and held his head. moon.
He is her moon.
In my world, the sun cannot shine in, it is cold and dark, and only the moon provides the only light.
On New Year's Eve, every family firecrackers to welcome the new year.
In remote towns, there were no controls on fireworks and firecrackers.
As it approached twelve o'clock, they exploded everywhere, making Sheng Qiao unable to hear the skit he was most looking forward to.
In the end, she simply pushed Sheng’s mother out to watch the fireworks.
Children were running around in the street, and the lights were brightly lit in every house.
Infected by the atmosphere, Sheng Qiao also ran to buy a few boxes of fireworks and put them at the door.
The second hand gradually pointed to twelve.
She took out her mobile phone and opened Huo Xi's WeChat and wrote Happy New Year.
The moment the New Year's bell rang, those four words flew to the person she loved with all her sincerity and love.
This is her first year away from her parents and brother.
It was also the first year she spent with her new mother.
This year her world has undergone earth-shaking changes, and she can only move forward.
After returning to the room, Sheng Qiao sent a big red envelope in the management group.
Everyone was still awake.
They were so noisy about grabbing red envelopes and giving them out.
She didn't go to bed until midnight.
The next day, she stayed in bed and didn't think about it.
Sheng's mother didn't come either. call her.
After a while, the rolling shutter door was banged, and someone called her: "Xiao Qiao, Xiao Qiao, something happened to your mother."
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
Sheng Qiao did somersaults and didn't even have time to put on his shoes.
He put on a coat and rushed out with disheveled hair.
Sheng’s mother fell when she went to take out the garbage.
It had been snowing for the past few days and the ground was slippery.
She couldn't use her strength in the wheelchair.
The wheels slipped for some reason and she lost control.
She hit the railing and rolled over.
Sheng's mother had been sent to the hospital in the town by her neighbor.
Sheng Qiao hurriedly got dressed and rushed there.
When we arrived, the doctor was treating Sheng's mother.
The problem was not serious.
She was wearing thick clothes in the winter, but there were only some minor scratches.
However, the broken leg already hurt in the winter, and this bump made it even more painful.
Seeing Sheng's mother sitting in a wheelchair and unable to do anything, Sheng Qiao felt really distressed and blamed herself.
After all, Mother Qiao is still taken care of by Father Qiao and Qiao Yu.
There are usually nannies at home, but Mother Sheng is alone.
How did she get used to coming here after so many years?
Sheng Qiao remained silent during the treatment.
When the doctor left, she followed him and asked, "Can my mother's legs be equipped with prostheses?"
"sure."
“Approximately how much” "You can't tell for sure.
There are cheap ones and expensive ones, ranging from tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands.
It all depends on your own needs.
And we can't provide it here.
You have to go to the city hospital." tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands Sheng Qiao thought about the balance in his card and felt for the first time what it felt like to be short of money.
She couldn't even get a cheap prosthetic leg for her mother.
He only received a nominal fee for Qiao Yu's legal fees, but it was not cheap for her.
Various expenses were high in the capital, and she would have to rent a new house when the house expired in the next year.
She wanted to take her mother to the capital to take care of her, and at least rent a house with a safe and spacious house with easy access to the property.
She often goes out to film movies and programs, and has to find a nanny to feel at ease.
If she wants to settle down and buy a house, she also needs a car for transportation.
Which one is not a sky-high price for her now.
Why is she so poor?
After a while, Sheng's mother came out in a wheelchair.
Seeing her dazed in the corridor with red eyes, she called her softly: "Qiaoqiao, we are going home."
Sheng Qiao put away his negative emotions.
She pushed Sheng Mu home.
It was snowing lightly, and the town hospital was not far from home.
She walked slowly in the snow, her wheelchair pressing through the fine snow on the ground, leaving long traces.
Sheng's mother wanted to make her happy and kept talking deliberately along the way, but Sheng Qiao remained silent.
When she got home, she dug out the contracts at the bottom of the box.
One by one, read it again.
Finally, my eyes fell on Zhongxia's contract.
The words of the exquisite man wearing Gucci haute couture and spraying perfume still rang in her ears: "Decide the height.
Since you want to start over, why not choose the best platform."
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
They can give her the best resources, the highest conditions, and the most money.
It's pressure, but it's also an opportunity.
She can no longer change back to her old self.
Now that you have decided to continue in this circle, don't think about ease and stability.
No popular artist has a smooth journey.
Behind their glamour, there is unknown bitterness and dedication.
She needs to become stronger.
She must be strong.
Only in this way will she not be helpless when the people she cares about need help.
Sheng Qiao tore up the contract documents from other companies, leaving only Zhongxia's.
But she didn't take the initiative to call Zhongxia.
The New Year continues.
On the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, one day before the end of the statutory Spring Festival holiday, Sheng Qiao began to receive calls from various agents.
She responded to them on the eighth day of the Lunar New Year and gave them accurate answers.
On the afternoon of the seventh day of the lunar month, I waited for Zhongxia’s call.
The man named Bei Mingfan first smiled and wished her a happy New Year, and then asked: "I wonder what Miss Sheng is thinking about?"
Sheng Qiao was calm: "To tell you the truth, your company is indeed within my intentions."
Bei Mingfan did not interrupt, knowing that she would have something to say next.
"But the cooperation is mutual.
Some of Zhongxia's previous styles are not very suitable for me, which makes me hesitant."
“I don’t know what styles Miss Sheng is talking about.”
"Mr.
Bei, I won't beat around the bush with you.
The conditions you gave me are indeed the most in line with my wishes.
Thank you very much for your trust and support in me, but I also have several conditions.
If Mr.
Bei can agree, I can do it at any time."
Sign a contract with you."
"Tell me about it."
"I am not an actor with a professional background, and my acting skills still need to be refined.
I hope the company can find a senior teacher with proven acting skills to guide me."
"I can promise you this."
"Although I have a junior high school degree, I have been studying privately over the years, but I don't know much about improving academic qualifications in China.
I hope the company can help me arrange the corresponding exams."
"Miss Sheng has a studious heart.
This is natural."
"After signing the contract, I hope the company will not use speculation to increase popularity.
Mr.
Bei should know the methods Xingyao used on me in the past few years.
I am really afraid of these."
"We are different from Xingyao.
We don't need to rely on others to increase our popularity.
Don't worry."
"Last point, I don't want the company to create a personality for me.
That's what I am."
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
Bei Mingfan laughed: "Miss Sheng is already very lovable, we won't do anything extra."
It's not lovable, and it won't turn around through a live variety show.
From being ridiculed by the whole network to now being adjusted by passers-by, fans are united.
She didn't rely on any company and turned the situation around alone.
This is also the reason why he likes Sheng Qiao.
Bei Mingfan was surprisingly easy to talk to, which surprised Sheng Qiao.
However, the requests he made were reasonable, and it was not unexpected that he would agree.
"I will add these conditions mentioned by Miss Sheng to the contract.
I don't know when Miss Sheng will come back."
"I have a flight tonight."
"Then I'll send a car to pick you up at nine o'clock tomorrow morning.
We'll see you at the company."
"OK."
After hanging up the phone, Sheng Qiao started to pack her luggage.
Sheng's mother didn't say anything and cooked a table of delicious dishes.
After dinner, Sheng Qiao was about to leave for the airport.
She didn't want any of the things Sheng's mother had prepared.
She half-knelt in front of the wheelchair, hugged Sheng's mother, and said softly: "Mom, please wait for me for a while, and I will take you to Beijing soon."
Sheng's mother has been waiting for this sentence for six years. gd1806102: