Chapter 141: exchange life

Chapter 141: exchange life

When Huo Xingchao saw the long text message, it was actually early morning.

The rooster croaked a few times, and then he heard an angry shout from the next door,

"Damn, are you annoying! I'm **** you xx..."

Incessantly.

He found it more annoying than the crowing of a rooster.

But at this point, it was indeed almost time for him to get up, so the boy sat up directly from the bed, put on his single school uniform, and walked to the kitchen to prepare for cooking.

Huo Xingchao cooks all the meals at home on weekends or when he comes home from holidays. He is a single parent, his father died very early, and only his mother supports the family, so I can save her a little effort and let her as much as possible. Save some effort.

And just as he had cooked the firewood and put rice and sweet potatoes in the pot to make porridge, the door was knocked.

Standard Mandarin came from outside the door,

"Hello, is Huo Xingchao here?"

Oh, it's the photographer.

The teenager put down the big spoon in his hand, walked to the door, took down the horizontal rail on the door, and made a squeak, revealing a camera and a familiar face outside.

He glanced at the photographing portrait lightly, but he was not surprised, but turned around calmly and let him in, with a clear tone.

"Did you start filming so early?"

"no no."

He shook his head quickly with the cameraman, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and showed him the text message interface.

Huaixiang Middle School was a little better. Back in the village, the Internet was basically not connected, so the director chose to send Ruan Lan's words to the cameraman by text message.

"This is also a good point. When you show him the text message, don't forget to take a picture of his reaction. When it is broadcast, the background music will play the monologue of these words. I have seen it, and it is quite touching."

The director has no scruples about privacy at all. After all, when they make a show, breaking points and ratings are everything. In the later stage, countless staff members can edit a good person into a bad person and a bad person into a good person. The competition on TV stations is so fierce, as long as they can keep their jobs , moral conscience and so on can be put aside.

And this text message, the director read it carefully, there are no black spots, but there are positive and moving positive energy everywhere. After it is broadcast, it will definitely be beneficial to the two children.

......

Huo Xingchao tilted his head slightly, and after closing the lid of the pot, he took the phone from the cameraman.

Below the camera, the boy's fingers are slender, with well-defined joints, and there are calluses between the fingertips.

I really can't understand how such a young man was born in such a mountain field.

No, it should be said, how could such a young man be born in such a barren and backward mountain field.

Completely inconsistent with the laws of scientific development!

Huo Xingchao didn't care about the photographer's thoughts, he looked down at the large paragraphs of text on the phone screen for a long time.

Under the high-definition camera, the boy's expression was light, his amber eyes were calm, and his eyelashes didn't even tremble. He looked very calm.

Then he raised his head, was silent for a while, and suddenly said,

"Can you buy me a cell phone?"

The photographer was taken aback, "What, what?"

"I want a cell phone, not a good one, just to send messages like this."

Huo Xingchao gestured, then looked at him intently,

"Don't I have a salary of 30,000 yuan? You can just deduct the money to buy a mobile phone. I can also pay you errands."

The photographer had probably guessed what he wanted the phone to do.

But facing the camera, he still asked, "Why do you want a mobile phone? Do you want to text Ruan Lan?"

The sound of boiling came from the pot. The boy turned around, lifted the lid of the pot, and stirred the sweet potato porridge with a spoon. The voice was calm.

"Because the day after tomorrow is my birthday."

...?

"She must have wanted to say happy birthday to me herself."

The photographer was a little confused.

Are the subject and object the opposite?

Seeing that he didn't answer, Huo Xingchao thought it was very difficult. After thinking about it, he said,

"I can pay a little more for errands, okay?"

"Can."

The director told him in the headset, "Tell him that before his birthday is over, you will definitely buy it for him."

"Okay, I promise you."

The teenager showed a shallow smile, and the originally clear eyebrows suddenly became innocent and childish.

"Thank you."

He filled a bowl of sweet potato porridge and handed it to him,

"Have you had breakfast yet?"

"Nope."

The photographer was also polite, took it boldly, set up the camera, and drank porridge while standing with a bowl, chatting with him,

"Do you cook all the meals at home?"

"I do it at home."

Huo Xingchao also put a bowl for himself, and then covered the pot. Now that the weather is cold, he must keep warm.

"Mum has a lot of work to do, so let her sleep a little longer."

"What about your father?"

"My father died when I was in elementary school. My grandparents also passed away very early. There are only me and my mother in our family, so she will work a little harder than the average person. When you see her later, she will I think she's a little old, but she's only thirty-six years old."

"...Then she gave birth to you before she was twenty?"

"Um."

The boy used his chopsticks to poke the porridge in the bowl, his tone was flat,

"My mother was trafficked and gave birth to me in the second year of entering the village."

......

The photographer suddenly didn't know what to say.

Father died early, orphans and widow mothers, there is still such a sour and complicated past between parents.

Picking one of these things on an ordinary person seems to be extremely difficult, but the boy in front of him drank the porridge quietly, as if he was just saying that the sweet potato was undercooked.

He was still wearing a school uniform, washed white, and even the school logo on his chest was gone. When he sat down, his trousers were shrunk upwards, obviously shortened.

On the first day the photographer went to Huaixiang Middle School, he heard that the school uniforms here are not divided into spring, autumn and winter. There are only two sets of yellow and green autumn clothes.

Therefore, those children in the first year of junior high, wearing school uniforms, are like wearing an adult's clothes, empty and extremely awkward.

Huo Xingchao must have experienced this too.

But because he has lived like this since he was a child, those hardships that seem extremely bitter in the eyes of ordinary people are really just life for him.

"Don't **** bother me, okay! The chicken starts to croak again, it's endless, isn't it, you don't need to sleep! It's going to be crazy..."

A familiar shout came from next door.

In rural areas, the sound insulation effect is not good. Besides, the Huo Ruan family is close, as long as the voice is a little louder, there is basically no secret. Anyway, the photographer can easily hear every complaint over there while sitting here drinking porridge.

He coughed lightly, then turned to ask Huo Xingchao,

"What are you going to do after dinner?"

"What's wrong?"

"The director said, let you work with Xu Yang, let him also experience the hardships in the countryside and learn to grow up."

After saying this, even the photographer himself felt a little guilty.

Let Xu Yang experience hardships and learn to grow?

Come on.

But Huo Xingchao was very calm, and did not express any doubts and surprises, just nodded lightly,

"it is good."

"I will burn pig food to feed the pigs later, and then go to the mountains to pick up firewood and cook lunch. In the afternoon, I have to work in the fields with my mother. In the evening, I will repair the cabinets after dinner. What do I take him to do? ?"

The photographer was silent again.

The director instructed embarrassingly in the headset,

"Just ask him which one is the easiest."

Well, a bit of a slap in the face.

I just said that I want people to experience the hardships in the countryside, and now I'm starting to bargain again, ahem.

"Actually, it's almost the same. If he doesn't dislike being dirty, it's easier to feed pigs."

Don't hate dirty?

Thinking of the snoring pig at the door and the grumpy young master Xu Yang, the photographer refused directly.

"That's fine. Otherwise, let him go up the mountain with you to pick up firewood. He's not weak, just enough to bring more firewood back for you."

The boy nodded, "Okay."

......

Huo Xingchao is a very responsible person.

After receiving the money, he will complete his work seriously. The program team asked him to take Xu Yang up the mountain to pick up firewood, and he meticulously took Xu Yang up the mountain to pick up firewood.

In the process of collecting firewood, he will also teach him which firewood and sticks are good, and how to gather firewood and carry firewood to save effort.

Xu Yang followed patiently at first, but as the sun rose higher and the mountain road became longer and longer, he became impatient and frowned.

"What are you telling me about? Just tell me which ones to carry. I won't come to pick up firewood every day in the future!"

After he finished speaking, he muttered in a low voice, "I'm different from you."

Both of them thought that Huo Xingchao was going to get angry.

After all, judging from the situation that night, this rural guy is not a good-tempered person.

Unexpectedly, the teenager held a stick of wood and thought for a while, then nodded quietly,

"You're right."

After that, he really didn't say anything more, and the second half of the road suddenly became silent and unfamiliar.

Xu Yang was really tired of walking.

There is no interest, just walking up step by step under the big sun, and this mountain road has not been paved with stone floor tiles, all the marks made by predecessors with one foot and one foot, it is more difficult to walk than ordinary stairs. a lot of.

He became more and more annoyed as he walked, the sun was blazing hot, the straps on his shoulders were tugged, and the whole person felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Oh shit!"

He kicked directly into the bushes beside him.

"Bang" sound.

The bushes trembled, and the toe of the shoe lifted a lot of dirt.

Huo Xingchao turned his head to take a look.

The boys' brand-name sneakers were already covered with dirt and dirt, and even the toes were badly worn.

He put the firewood in his hand into the basket and reminded lightly,

"If you kick like this again, your shoes will break."

"Ah."

Xu Yang disapproved, "Kick it if it's broken, or just throw it away if it's broken."

"There's no need to throw them away. Your shoes should be of good quality. If you take them for a little repair, they can still be worn."

"Fix it?"

Xu Yang really thought it was funny, "Do you think I can wear mended shoes?"

"This is Adi's ordinary style. It's more than a thousand dollars. Is it necessary to pay for it. Brother, have you seen Adi who has worn it?"

......

Huo Xingchao replied calmly,

"Here we are, no one wears Adidas."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha"

Xu Yang laughed directly.

"That's alright. Seeing how you like it so much, I'll take off these shoes and give them to you. The quality is still very good, you can use them to patch them up. People here will definitely be jealous of you hahahaha. "

It was silent for a long time.

Even the cameraman couldn't tell whether Xu Yang really thought it was funny or just mocking.

He scratched his head, feeling inexplicably embarrassed,

"that......"

"Need not."

The boy spoke.

He raised his eyes to look directly at him, his amber eyes were quiet and beautiful, although his body was thin, his voice had an inexplicable tenacity.

"If I want to wear it, I'll buy it myself in the future."

Xu Yang pursed his lips, showing such a sincere smile for the first time on his face, then shook his head, didn't say anything, just whistled lazily and walked forward.

........

"Oh, you're making fun of Fake, are you mocking? I'm so angry, I really want to punch him!"

"I didn't cry when I read the letter earlier, I didn't cry when my little brother talked about his family affairs, and I really cried when Xu Yang said he gave him shoes at the end. He obviously didn't have any expressions, but I don't know. Why is it so distressing..."

"Damn, I'm so angry, I'm so angry, I'm really crying and scolding my mother there. Wearing Adi is amazing, brother Xingchao, I will supply you ten pairs of Adi as a birthday present!"

"Xu Yang didn't do it on purpose, right? That's his personality. He has no ill intentions, and he said he would give him the shoes. Can the trolls understand clearly before talking!"

"Ah, ah, I really feel bad! His mother must be my long-lost sister! Brother Xingchao must be my nephew! Don't be sad, my aunt will support you, and my aunt will buy you a limited edition Adi..."

After this episode aired, comments and barrages ushered in another wave of craze.

In fact, for the sake of Xu Yang's image, the director has cut out a lot of his negative scenes.

Like swearing and pranking people on the way home from school, and arguing with the rooster that morning, losing his temper with Grandma Ruan, and all kinds of things.

But there are only a few clips with bright spots, so we can't delete all of them, right? Moreover, in the previous two episodes, a worse picture than this was released, and there was no much scolding from the audience.

So the program team cut the part of going up the mountain to collect firewood into the feature film.

-result!

They finally understood a truth.

Before Xu Yang smoked, fought and drank and teased his classmates, the audience still shouted distressed and distressed and called Call, not because Xu Yang really lacked family affection so much that it touched their hearts.

But 80% is because he is handsome, so he brings his own beautification aura.

But now, a younger brother who is more handsome than him has appeared.

Then, those who used to be fans suddenly turned their backs.

After all, if you look at the young man sitting in the old hall and drinking porridge with his eyes down, he looks like the angel with broken wings in the previous middle school comics.

Delicate and beautiful, yet fragile and pale, it is simply distressing.

It's so **** annoying.

Really worried and angry.

In short.

This Friday night's hot search number one:

"My little brother bought you Adi"