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Bi Xia declined the company of Wu Meizi and others, got into Chen Zhaorui's car and drove away.

The atmosphere in the car was very solemn. Bi Xia sat in the car and said nothing, as if he was deep in thought. "Bi Xia, they are so bad. There is obviously a shady story. Don't worry about it!" After a while, Hu

Yu couldn't bear the atmosphere, so she hugged her computer and said excitedly.

"Huh, this is an obvious shady story. It seems to be deliberately targeting us today." Huang Xiaoyong pushed up his glasses and analyzed carefully. Today's situation is so strange. In the field of micro-films, "Oldboy" has become

The benchmark has too much influence. Logically speaking, even if the College Student Film Festival cannot award all awards to "Oldboy" in order to find a balance, it will not only give a consolation prize. There is an undercurrent in this that they have not noticed.

"Huh, no matter what, I won't make it easy for them!" Hu Yu said angrily.

"What can you do, use your computer to hit them?" Chen Zhaorui suddenly answered, and the atmosphere suddenly felt cold.

"I'll scold him online!" Hu Yu thought for a while and said this.

"Haha, what a paper tiger." Bi Xia laughed loudly. Of course he knew that the singing of several people was to ease his mood. In order to let everyone not worry, he also tried his best to cooperate.

Opening the door of his home, Bi Xia heard a rush of footsteps. As soon as he entered the door, he saw his mother, Bi Chang, and Zhang Jing standing at the entrance. Bi Xia felt warm in his heart and said with a smile: "Why are you all standing?

There's nothing wrong with me."

"Brother, I scolded them for you." Bi Chang ran forward, took Bi Xia's hand, and kept shaking it. It was very cute.

"That's great!" Bi Xia gently touched Bi Chang's forehead with his head and said with a smile.

"You hate it, you bully me as soon as you get home!" Bi Chang rubbed her forehead and pretended to be angry. But no one was fooled by her appearance. Bi Chang has always been like this, she is the happy fruit of the family, and she knows Bi Xia

Feeling uncomfortable, he tried every means to make Bi Xia happy.

"Bixia, don't worry, we will investigate." Zhang Jing's face was filled with coldness, and the ferocity in her words made even Bixia tremble.

"Sister Jing, it's okay. Really, I don't worry about it." Bi Xia said with a smile. When he spoke, his face really showed the same smile as before. Bi Xia loves this family very much and cherishes these people who also love him.

He didn't want his emotions to affect everyone and make everyone worry.

"Okay, Xia'er, sit down and talk." Zang's mother took a deep look at Bi Xia and said.

Bi Xia received many phone calls this evening, including those from fat girl Hao Lei and several starring actors in "Sword and Fairy". They all cared about Bi Xia attentively.

In the evening, Zhu Jianye and Huang Xu also went directly to the downstairs of Bi Xia's house and dragged him out to drink, saying things like "one drunkenness will solve a thousand worries" and "brothers risk their lives to accompany a gentleman". Bi Xia couldn't laugh or cry.

It was also on this night that the three young people made a passionate statement that "one day they must conquer the College Student Film Festival with their absolute strength."

Bi Xia slept very lightly that night. The next morning, he finished his morning classes as usual and made breakfast for his mother and Bi Chang. He put on a pair of plain glasses and a baseball cap and went out. He suddenly wanted to go out for a walk and relax.

After staying quiet for a while, Bi Xia got on a bus and followed the bus aimlessly.

In the car, Bi Xia received a call from Zhang Jing. She had found out the root cause of yesterday.

Bi Xia's recent rise has been too strong. From last year to this year, he has been the topic of constant discussion, and every topic that breaks out can make Bi Xia's popularity even higher. In the music and Internet circles, Bi Xia's popularity is

It has been decided that if he continues to achieve good results in the directing circle, other economic companies will be embarrassed.

There are eight major economic companies in the country, and among these eight major companies, Huayi is actually somewhat unworthy of its name. Although it is powerful, it does not have a leader. However, the speed of Bi Xia's emergence in the past year has made other companies feel a crisis. So Chengtian

, Haidie, Global initiated, and the other four brokerage companies jointly attacked Huayi by default, and Bi Xia was the main target of their suppression.

"Well, I understand, Sister Jing, I'm not going to the company today and want to go out for a walk!" Bi Xia responded lightly and hung up the phone amid Zhang Jing's warning.

Wubing is an urban village near the fifth ring road in Beijing. Here you can't see the prosperity of the capital. Instead, there are two places very close to each other, just like the difference between heaven and hell. It is dirty, chaotic, and broken, and people speak with various local accents.

Many migrant workers gather here. They earn meager wages and do the hardest and most backbreaking work just to make a living.

Bi Xia didn't know how he got here. He got out of the car and followed the path to a public leisure and fitness center in the center of this urban village. This was thanks to the "Nuogan Suggestions for the Construction of Rural Civilization" issued by the country. Otherwise,

Maybe this is the only clean place.

Bi Xia randomly found a place to sit down and glanced aimlessly. Suddenly his eyes were attracted by a little boy. This was a very thin boy who looked like he was no more than 10 years old. Bi Xia's eyes were in the center of his eyes.

The little boy was struggling to mop the floor with a mop that was taller than him.

The house where he works is a small garage in the opposite community, which looks to be only six or seven square meters in size. There is a gas stove cooking something next to him. There is a curtain to separate the damp garage.

In an inner room, through the half-opened curtains, one could see a middle-aged woman lying on the bed, with a pale look on her face. One could tell at a glance that this woman's health was not good.

When the little boy was mopping the floor, he would look back at the things on the gas stove from time to time, turn it on, stir it with chopsticks, then cover the pot, and then come back and use the long mop.

After a while, the things in the nest were ready. The little boy took out a bowl, filled it carefully, stirred it with chopsticks, and put it to his mouth from time to time to blow cool air. Then he took it in and squatted beside the bed to feed it.

It's a middle-aged woman. This may be his mother, Bi Xia thought.

About half an hour later, it was almost half past eight. The little boy went out. He closed the garage door and carried a schoolbag with a Transformers pattern on his back. When the little boy passed by Bi Xia, Bi Xia observed very

Look carefully. This is a small red schoolbag. It has been washed very clean. The outer edges of the schoolbag have been frayed, and traces of sewing with needles can be seen.

The boy was wearing a primary school uniform, with two strips on his arms. The uniform was a bit too small for him, it was tight, and the trousers were pulled straight up. Bi Xia didn't see any sadness on the little boy's face.

Instead, he smiled slightly, not knowing what made him so happy.

Bi Xia's state was very strange. His brain seemed to be running and at the same time stopped. He could see everything around him, but he didn't think about it at all. It was chaotic.

He sat there until the sun went down. In the evening, Bi Xia saw the little boy again. He returned home. He opened the door, poured a glass of water for his mother who was lying on the bed, and then took out a small bench.

I started to write my homework under the sunset. The little boy wrote very quickly. Within half an hour, Bi Xia saw that he had completed today's homework.

The little boy entered the garage, took off his school uniform and folded it carefully. He put on a dirty colorful clothes, holding a basket in one hand and a long iron tweezers in the other. The sanitation worker picked up the garbage.

That kind of.

The little boy walked on the village path. Walking along both sides, he picked up the drink bottles and put them into the basket when he saw them. It turned out that he was picking up garbage. Bi Xia's emotions fluctuated unconsciously and he continued to pay attention to the little boy.

The little boy squatted down, put the iron tweezers aside, and held something in his hands, which seemed to be a book?! He wiped the book with his sleeves and stuffed the book into his clothes very carefully.

He continued walking and came to a trash can, where a stray dog ​​was digging for food. When it saw the little boy coming, it raised its head, grinned, and barked twice.

The little boy seemed a little scared and hesitated. He cautiously tested and waved the long iron tweezers in his hand. The stray dog ​​was startled, took two steps back, stopped again, and barked "bark".

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The little boy stood there, looking left and right. He took a few steps back, walked to the roadside, picked up a few pebbles, and threw them at the stray dog. The stray dog ​​hurriedly dodged, and the little boy waved the iron in his hand.

Tweezers rushed over and finally defeated the stray dog ​​and occupied the trash can.

Bi Xia saw a satisfied smile on his face. This was a kind of happiness!

What is happiness? Suddenly Bi Xia asked himself in his brain.

The little boy's harvest was good. There were a lot of cans in this garbage. Each one was ten cents, which could be sold for more than one yuan. He also picked up a mutilated car toy. Bi Xia saw him hiding it in his pocket with a guilty conscience.

The little boy left and kept walking along the road. When it was getting dark, Bi Xia finally saw him coming back. The basket in his hand was empty. He must have sold it to the garbage collector.

The little boy was about to go home, when several boys of the same size came out of the nearby house. They seemed to be acquaintances, but these boys were taller than the little boy.

Three children surrounded the little boy, pulling and pulling, as if trying to snatch something. The little boy refused and tried to rush out, but was held back. One of the children pushed the little boy down, but the little boy refused to give in.

, climbed up, rushed towards the child, and the two struggled into a ball. Two children nearby also gathered around, they pushed the little boy down, and the three of them sat on him.

In the end, they took away the thing that the little boy wanted to protect. Bi Xia saw clearly that it was five yuan in a banknote!

The little boy stood up with support. His little figure was so lonely in the wind!

Bi Xia felt as if his soul had left his body today. As a bystander, he sat and observed subconsciously from a God's perspective. At this time, it was as if his soul had returned from his body. His brain suddenly started to work.

He watched the little boy's day, like a silent movie. He got up and walked towards the little boy!

"Does it hurt?" Bi Xia pulled up the little boy. He was a very delicate boy with small but bright eyes. At this time, his delicate face was as dirty as a little cat.

"It hurts!" The little boy nodded.

"Will you still pick it up tomorrow?" Bi Xia asked again.

"Pick it up!" The little boy nodded fiercely.

Bi Xia felt that his heart had been stabbed hard, it was painful, stinging, and had an indescribable taste. The little boy lowered his body and picked up the little book that was trampled and soiled on the ground. It was even more broken after being smashed in the fight.

The car was carefully wiped, as if it was the most precious thing in the world.

"Do you want it?" Bi Xia felt her nose was a little sore.

"No, I already have this!" The little boy raised the little book and the car in his hands. For some reason, he felt that the brother in the hat was very gentle and made him feel at ease.

"Wait a minute!" Bi Xia ran to a small shop not far away, took out his money and bought a car and a big bag of food. There was nothing good in the country shops, so Bi Xia couldn't ask for too much at this time.

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"Here!" Bi Xia handed the thing to the little boy.

"I don't want it!" The little boy shook his head and took two steps back warily.

"Take it!" Bi Xia handed the thing into the little boy's hand, turned and left.

Bi Xia had not taken a few steps when he heard a voice coming from behind, "Brother, please wait." The little boy struggled to carry the bag and caught up, "Brother, please accompany me home."

"Okay! What's your name?"

"My name is Chen Ke." The little boy smiled happily.

At ten o'clock in the night, Bi Xia returned to his home community, leaning in the corridor downstairs, smoking a cigarette, and suddenly remembered a song - "Dear Child".

"Little child, have you cried today? Have all your friends left, leaving behind a loneliness that cannot be taken away?"

"Beautiful child, did you cry today? Did you soil your beautiful clothes, but you can't find anyone to talk to?"

"Smart child, did you cry today? Did you lose your beloved gift? Look for it in the wind, from early morning to dusk."

"My dear child, why don't you let me see clearly whether you let the wind blow out the candle and walk alone in the dark?"

"Dear child, wipe your tears quickly, I am willing to accompany you on the way home!"

The little boy Chen Ke greatly touched Bi Xia. Perhaps he was too young to know the feeling of sorrow. Chen Ke's satisfaction, Chen Ke's happiness and Chen Ke's loneliness left Bi Xia speechless.

Each of us is a "dear child". From childhood to adulthood, we have experienced separation, separation from first love, separation from friends, separation from family members, leaving behind loneliness; encountering setbacks, suffering, no one to talk to in the middle of the night; reality

Due to the cruelty, we gave up our ideals, lost our dreams, and searched for them in the wind, from early morning to sunset.

We are all dear children, and everyone is looking for the way home. It is family affection, love, friendship, and the pursuit of life.

We should cry, we should laugh, we should have no regrets!

In the wind at night, Bi Xia stood up straight, with no regrets in his dream. No matter how much suppression, no matter how difficult the twists and turns, he should ride the wind and waves. Maybe he is still weak today, then he will grow to the point where he can no longer be suppressed.

This night, Bi Xia and Chen Ke, the "dear children", found their way home together. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!

ps: This chapter about the ring has been written for a long time. The child in the book has a prototype. Just opposite the ring warehouse, there is a very cute and obedient little boy. He makes the ring know how to cherish and be strong. At the same time, he hopes that we

These dear children find their way home on the road of life.