Chapter 52 "Then maybe I didn't see the phone"

There are not many trains passing through Hequan, and there is a trend of decreasing every year. Sui Yi has no luggage and has a baseball cap on his head, as if he is traveling temporarily.

A few familiar girls followed from the subway entrance to the train station, hesitantly trying to talk to him, probably because Sui Yi's expression was too fierce, she restrained her words.

Sui Yi roughly understood what this meant. These people were his existing fans. The woman who blocked him in the lecture hall sent a training plan to his mailbox, and wrote eloquently how to make him a hottest in three years. singer.

Sui Yi didn't really accept the business logic that Li Shen said, he just hoped that Bai Yan would not be angry anymore.

The train ticket was so thin that it didn't feel very real in my hand. Sui Yi sat abruptly for more than ten hours without feeling sleepy. He woke up a little.

"What do you mean?" Sui Yi's feet were a little swollen, she stood at the food stall a dozen meters away from the orphanage, and asked the owner with her eyebrows twisted.

The innkeeper kept moving in his hands, saying, "The dean is sick, private, turn it off!"

"Where did the dean go?" Sui Yi asked, feeling uncontrollably nervous.

"I don't know, it seems that I'm not feeling well and I'm going to see a doctor." The owner thought for a while, showing an annoyed expression.

Sui Yi turned from nervousness to struggle, and looked at him as if it was difficult to understand: "Do you have contact information?"

The shopkeeper wiped his hands on his apron, took out the grease-stained phone book, and pointed to a landline number on it.

Sui Yi knew that this string of numbers was commonly used by the dean when he called Bai Yan. If nothing else happened, when he dialed this number, the living room of the locked building across the street would think of a crisp telephone ring. .

"Thank you." Sui Yi said with a difficult expression.

He walked on the almost desolate sidewalk for a while, unable to restrain his nose.

Sui Yi was breathing a little too quickly, dizzy under the scorching sun in the south, and realizing his insignificance and powerlessness, this realization pierced his chest mercilessly.

A car brushed past him, and the shrill wind blasted in his mind, which was mixed with struggles and unease.

Hequan is a small place, and Suiyi seems to have wandered the streets for two days with some destination, and finally wants to ask someone for help.

The first thought was of the tour, but immediately dropped the idea based on the results of the last conversation.

Then there are the parents and the child who never knew they were in a relationship.

Sui Yi stood there for a while, then took out his mobile phone and called Li Shen.

The prompt before the connection sounded for a long time, and Li Shen didn't seem to wake up: "Suyi?"

"...Brother Li." Sui Yi's voice was hoarse, as if he was not sure.

Li Shen was silent for a while on the opposite side, and asked him, "Is it still possible for you to find him now?"

Sui Yi had an answer almost immediately.

At the same time as the answer that did not need to be entangled or doubted jumped out, he finally had unbearable pain, and then brought physical pain.

The hot county level entered a brief silence, and there seemed to be a huge roar.

Li Shen finally persuaded him on the other end of the phone: "You go back to Beijing first, okay?"

It was not until the end of August that Bai Yan remembered the graduation certificate.

There was a very beautiful girl sitting in the class guide's seat. She had an excellent body and temperament. She should be a freshman.

When the other party saw him, he took out two booklets from the drawer and said, "Senior, your diploma."

Bai Yan was stunned for a moment. When he opened it, he found that the photos were taken when he was just in college. He smiled reluctantly: "Thank you."

"You're the only one who didn't take it!" The girl said with a smile, "I've been following your movie, but it's been delayed. It's a pity."

"……thanks."

The girl's tone was sincere: "I don't know when it will be online."

Bai Yan turned around and was about to leave, when a girl's voice came from behind: "By the way, Senior Sui Yi asked for your contact information before."

Bai Yan's footsteps stopped, and he turned around a little helplessly.

"I gave him your number, but he didn't get through. I guess he is in a hurry to find you, so you can give him one." The girl lowered her voice mysteriously, "He came several times, but I heard that he Signed with a big company, senior, you need a contact information quickly."

"Then maybe I didn't see the phone." Bai Yan answered her first question, then pushed open the door as if running away.

During the freshman season, the campus is always bright, and there are more traffic and temporary vendors. Bai Yan walked a short distance, and suddenly there was an illusion like a lifetime.

One can walk into a new world with ease, as easily as a drop of water falls from a low place.

He finally felt the official separation from Sui Yi. There was an indescribable and full of soreness that slowly spread to his body, causing dull pain all over his body.

The phone's ringtone interrupted his negativity at the right time.

The voice on the phone was very polite, and it was the intermediary who had communicated before.

"Mr. Bai, there are several buyers here asking. When will we meet and chat."

Bai Yan's footsteps stopped in place: "Has anyone asked?"

"Yes, the intention is very big, you can have a good chat about the price." The intermediary's tone was beaming.

A private car honked its horn behind him, and Bai Yan was taken aback and changed his position to stand under the shade of a tree.

"...Otherwise I won't sell it." Bai Yan was hard to say.

The other end of the phone paused for a while, then the agent changed his tone and said in a panic, "Damn it, don't! The price is negotiable. If you think the price is lower, we will increase it!"

"no."

Driven by instinct, Bai Yan said subconsciously.

"I don't want to sell it." Bai Yan is very sincere, and his expression is sincere even when he can't see the phone: "Before, there was an urgent matter at home and I needed money to turn around. Now the problem has been solved, and I don't need the money so urgently, I still want to keep it. ."

"Okay." The intermediary's tone was not very good, "Then if you want to make a move, tell me again."

"Okay, thank you." Bai Yan thanked, and his voice fell.

There are many old trees with long beards in the school, as if they are hanging their heads all day and night, silently speaking in long whispers.

Sui Yi went to Li Shen's bar before recording her debut album.

The bar has experienced operational failures such as cafes and independent bookstores in the past few years, and finally returned to a bar that only opened at night.

The operation is not very good. The resident singer has not come for a long time, and the stickers on the small stage have faded.

Li Shen stood at the bar and threw a bottle of mineral water for Sui Yi against the counter.

Sui Yi twisted it open and drank a small half bottle, and sat silently.

"Where was it recorded?" Li Shen asked curiously.

Sui Yi said, "Go to Shanghai."

"Okay." Li Shen sighed, "I'm waiting to hear your song."

Sui Yi poured a few more sips of mineral water.

"What do you say at home?" Li Shen asked again, very boringly.

"Nothing to say, whatever you want." Sui Yi hung her neck and looked at the marble countertop with no expression.

"Oh." Li Shen scratched his head.

The wind chime on the front door rang twice, and a guest pushed the door in, swayed around and sat down in front of the bar.

Li Shen shouted, and the bartender who was cleaning the table outside slipped in and banged up drinks.

"Where's Xiaobai?" Li Shen was quiet for a few minutes, and finally asked without a wink.

Sui Yi didn't move as if he didn't hear it.

"I really can't find it?" Li Shen asked, "Why can't I get in touch?"

"Yeah." Sui Yi answered him vaguely.

"It's so strange, just because of this?" Li Shen looked at the abandoned small stage in confusion, "He registered an account for you, you got angry with him and broke up like this?"

The sticky and noisy atmosphere in the bar made Sui Yi gasp for breath. After thinking for a long time, he answered irrelevantly: "The registered accounts have been closed, and the company will not let them open."

Bai Yan didn't like taking pictures, and he hardly ever gave him any gifts.

Suiyi posted a red bean cake on the student's Internet very early, and he was used to bringing a red bean cake to Suiyi every time he finished his internship.

Obviously, there are many flavors on the food stand. The sales of mango, purple potato and cheese have gradually surpassed that of red beans. Baiyan is still used to buying only red beans.

The quality of the wrapping oil paper is not good. If Sui Yi didn't pick him up, when he brought it back to the dormitory, the oil was just soaked in a layer, and the golden shell could be vaguely seen.

Suiyi felt that subtle and long sore feeling in her heart again, and her voice was very soft: "It's fine if I can't get in touch."

Li Shen heard half a sentence and asked, "What's good?"

"I don't want him to see me like that again." Suiyi said to herself.

The bartender slammed the stainless steel bottle on the table and made a crisp landing sound, like a dust-settled order.

The two girls who ordered cocktail drinks recognized Suiyi and came over to ask for autographs.

Sui Yi waved his hand without explaining much.

The background music is cut into a song, which is a very popular folk song for confession in the early years.

Li Shen was patted on the shoulder, Sui Yi raised his eyes and asked him, "Can you still use this stage?"

"This?" Li Shen pointed to the small stage that the stickers had been rubbed so badly, "Okay."

"Can I sing a song?" Sui Yi stood up, a short distance above his head against some old decorative lamps.

The sound on the side of the stage rustled a few times, followed by a distorted accompaniment sound. Sui Yi sat lazily in the swivel chair on the small stage, picked up the rusted microphone at the end, and casually took over the accompaniment from the middle. stand up.

It happened to be the first song Sui Yi sang in a bar. There were some silly lyrics. When the typhoon came, I seemed to fall in love with you. No, I really fell in love with you.

Sui Yi sang most of the song with gloomy eyes, not like the first time, holding the microphone and saying some confession that she didn't understand.

I'll contact you when I'm better, Sui Yi thought, can you agree?

The last accent of the accompaniment fell, Sui Yi raised his eyes and looked around, someone was recording a video with a mobile phone, and his expression was very excited.

Then I'll take it as your promise, and think about it again.

In the old old building, the cramped corridors are full of stackable plastic benches.

Bai Yan sat on one of the stools, clutching the color resume that he had just printed out. The content in the resume was a little confusing. Apart from a few untitled photos of fixed makeup that had been exposed, there were only some weird course descriptions in the acting department.

His other hand grabbed the phone to watch the news.

The social software that is emerging at this time on the page, all kinds of news are gathered on it in the form of video and oral broadcast.

Sui Yi's expression was almost invisible in the picture, and the environment was very dark, but it could be seen that it was Li Shen's bar.

The phone's radio is very poor, and Sui Yi's voice is intermittent, but you can still hear which song it is. Bai Yan's knuckles are white in his grip, and his face is expressionless. He mechanically adjusts the video to the starting position.

The barrage above the video gradually increased.

Some people say that this is a newcomer from Nanzhu, and it feels good. Some people complained that they were going to make their debut and immediately made a fake encounter with Reuters, the ancestral marketing taste of Nanzhu Entertainment.

A passerby who said he was on the scene jumped out of the comment: "The real person is so good-looking! I can't describe how good-looking it is! It's better than the video! And it seems that I only drink water in a bar, so self-discipline! I love it!"

Bai Yan's expression changed, and the person who was interviewing in front of him came out of the office with a stinky face.

He got up from the stool, ready to go inside.

The man stopped him and said, "Don't go, you're a liar."

"What's wrong?" Bai Yan was a little puzzled.

"It's a scam." The other party showed a very sophisticated expression and said, "I said I'm looking for an advertising actor. When I go in, I will ask you to pay to take pictures. If you want to spend money to make an actor book, don't go."

Bai Yan hesitated for a while and asked, "Can I do it myself?"

"I must tell you that it doesn't meet the standard." The other party was anxiously preparing to leave, "Whatever you want, you can go."

The crowd lined up behind immediately walked away a few, muttering and swearing in their mouths.

Bai Yan hesitated for a few seconds, not knowing whether to leave or not.

A person came out of the cubicle opposite, wearing a very literary peaked cap, and stood up in a Northeastern dialect: "Emma! There are liars next door, if you want to be an actor, just leave a phone call for a photo of me, Find me interested!"

After listening to his words, the long line dispersed a little.

Bai Yan stood aside and looked at him inquiringly, but still didn't speak.

"Huh?" The peaked cap had sharp eyes, and took a few steps closer to Bai Yan: "This brother, I think you are a good thief. Do you have any photos? Give me a few."

Bai Yan drew a resume for him.

"Bai Yan?" The cap read to the resume, "I have also made movies! You are a good seedling, leave it to me on the phone."

"Okay." Bai Yan took out his phone and turned off Suiyi's news.

"My name is Asi, you can just call me Xi Ge." Cap took his mobile phone and called himself without a sense of distance. "Follow your Xi Ge, and I will definitely be more popular than these singers in the future."

Bai Yan was stunned for a few seconds before laughing helplessly.

The ringing of the mobile phone echoed in the corridor, and Asi hung up the phone with peace of mind, and told him seriously: "I'll call you and you need to answer."

Bai Yan nodded and said okay.

The sound was very light, a sound between the sound of air and the real sound, ethereal and real, swaying with the sultry air with the past.