Backstage, Wang Kai breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Emma, ​​this Tang Shuang, is too heart-broken. If he hasn't spoken for so long, everyone thought he had forgotten his words. The scene was almost embarrassing."

Sitting next to him was Meng You: "The effect is better now. After his visit, everyone must have got out of the mood of the last letter and are fully looking forward to Tang Shuang's next reading."

Wang Kai didn't think about it so deeply, but what Meng You said was reasonable. After this, everyone was looking forward to Tang Shuang's reading and no longer immersed in Hu Zhongyuan's letters.

Meng You continued: "He is really suitable for wearing glasses. He is my type. With such a good image, it would be a pity not to be an artist."

Wang Kai laughed and said: "He is a writer. Idol writers are very popular now. Maybe he will take this path."

Meng You: "Idol writer, yes, if there is a team, he can be made into a handsome writer, warm and healing style, talented, and handsome. There is no reason for such a boy not to be popular. I will talk to him later

Let’s talk.”

Wang Kai said: "Idol writer is not a good word now. It has been ruined by others and it is difficult to do it. Moreover, Tang Shuang has a good background. He is already famous. Look who he has collaborated with. The great directors Zhang Fei, Qiu

Sen, I guess I don’t like the title of idol writer.”

"It's hard because those people are so bad. They call themselves writers just because they can write some chicken soup articles. I can't stand what they write. It's okay to deceive elementary school students, but not even junior high school students." Meng You

: "But you said that he has a high starting point, but... let's not worry about it for now and let's talk about it later."

The show scene.

"Mom, Mom, what does it mean to die soon? Are you going to die too?" Tangtang'er asked nervously after hearing Xiaoshuang read the first sentence.

"Yes."

"Ah~ why are you so sad again? The baby shed a lot of tears today, oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo According

Then suddenly the conversation changed: "Mom, give me some more tissues to wipe my tears."

The little man really cried a lot today. The old pistachio turned into a little tear bag. From the first guest to Hu Zhongyuan, Candy cried every time he listened to someone read aloud.

He said that I don’t want to cry, I am like a little sun, but he couldn’t control his tears at the same time.

Huang Xiangning helped her cover her ears, but she refused. After a while, she felt that she was crying too hard and could not continue like this. She covered her ears and refused to listen, but after a while she put it down again, staring at the podium with big eyes filled with tears.

, prick up your ears and listen to the adults on the podium telling stories, and then the tears continue to flow...

So she was almost used to it. This time she didn't talk or listen, and she didn't say the words that made Little Sunshine not cry. Instead, she skillfully asked her mother to give her a tissue and be ready to wipe her tears.

Just cry if you want. Anyway, there are many people crying, and the baby is not crying alone. Besides, Xiaoshuang is telling the story now. You can consider not listening to other people's stories, but you can't help but listen to Xiaoshuang's. You don't even think about it.

If you need it, you must listen!

Huang Xiangning handed the little man a tissue with some humor and said, "Our Tangtang is really a kind-hearted little girl with a delicate and rich heart."

To be honest, Huang Xiangning had never noticed that Tangtang would cry when hearing sad stories. Tangtang usually likes to laugh too much and is rarely sad. The only ones he does are mostly pretending. Because he is cheerful and loves to laugh, the little girl likes to watch the sun.

Funny TV, movies and books, and likes to listen to cheerful and dynamic music, such as square dancing, and her favorite song "One, Two, Three Little Swans".

The adults in the Old Tang family never watched those sensational soap operas, so Cantang had little opportunity to be exposed to sad stories. Today was the most sad story she had ever heard.

Before I came here, I didn’t know that the theme of “remembering” would trigger an explosion of tear ducts. Otherwise, Huang Xiangning would definitely reconsider whether to bring candy. This is not to say that these letters are bad. The stories told in these letters reflect the truest and most benevolent nature of human beings.

It is good for children to listen to it, but it is better to be innocent and happy. When they grow up, they will naturally be exposed to various emotions.

"Mom, Mom, what does Xiaodao mean?" Tangtang'er heard Tang Shuang mention Xiaodao many times in her recitation and was very curious, "Is it Xiaoshuang? Xiaodao Xiaoshuang, ah? Is Xiaoshuang going to die too? No.

Ah! Why is it so sudden!..."

Tangtang'er felt extremely nervous for no reason, and her little body sitting in Huang Xiangning's arms began to squirm, as if she wanted to break away, maybe to run to the stage.

Huang Xiangning quickly comforted the little man, it's okay! It's not that Xiaoshuang is about to die. This is really scary.

"Xiaodao refers to the brother who wrote the letter. This was a letter he wrote to everyone when he was seriously ill. My brother just came to help him read it."

"Really? I don't want to be without Xiao Shuang."

"Really, mom can't bear to leave Xiaoshuang either."

"Where's dad?" Tangtang'er turned to Tang Sanjian and asked.

"Dad can't bear to leave Xiaoshuang either." Tang Sanjian quickly assured.

With all this fuss, it felt like Tang Shuang was about to die.

On the stage, Tang Shuang continued to read, completely immersed in the emotion of the words...

"My old mother, my virtuous wife, my daughter and my child are all worried about a lot, but there is no other way. The cruel reality must be faced. Xiaodao cannot be said to be strong and brave, and defeating the disease cannot be achieved by Xiaodao's subjective efforts. Xiaodao

It’s just that my mentality is relatively peaceful and I haven’t collapsed.”

When Luo Yin invited him to participate in "Believe It or Not", Tang Shuang instinctively wanted to refuse. Perhaps he was dazed by the sunlight outside the window at that time, and then he thought of Zheng Hui, also an Internet writer, whose pen name is Thieves Dao San.

Chi, this is a writer he likes very much. Yes, he can be called a writer, not just a writer.

Tang Shuang wants to use this program to give a voice to Internet writers, even if the voice is still small and monotonous. He wants to tell more people that there is a group of young people on the Internet who really work hard to realize their literary dreams.

He has sacrificed a lot silently, such as the Three Idiots.

"Xiaodao's internet name is Three Idiots. His obsessions are reading, Go and writing. Writing is Xiaodao's passion, and he doesn't regard it as a chore."

Of course it is not a hard job. The Three Idiots of the Thief once said, "When I am happy, I forget to write. Only pain can push me to the computer and type out some words on the keyboard. Only through these words can my soul breathe."

, only at this time did I feel that I was still a person who could think, and that the difficult and mediocre life had not completely sunk me."

"Life is impermanent, and we should cherish the blessings before us. Xiaodao will write some articles in memory of his late father and about his relatives while his mind is still clear and his body functions have not deteriorated. Xiaodao is a scholar at heart, and he will never forget the pen in his hand until he dies, but here

I have to say goodbye to my book friends first. Xiaodao has quoted the phrase "the sun also rises" twice in the novel, and on one of the few days, Xiaodao's sun will no longer rise——

Book friends, take care!"

Tang Shuang read this, raised his eyes that were staring at the text, looked straight ahead, and finally read: "Book friends, take care!"
Chapter completed!