Chapter 154 His Mother
Li Zhenzhen arrived without warning.
Lu Yanhe ran into her when he went out.
She was holding a DVD player, seemingly wanting to record something at any time.
"You're out so early?" Li Zhenzhen was surprised to see him. "You're up so early."
"I have to go to the company for classes." Lu Yanhe has to go to acting classes and isn't at the company during the day.
Li Zhenzhen nodded and said, "I see. Has Li Zhibai gotten up yet?"
Lu Yanhe shook his head and said, "If he has nothing to do in the morning, he usually doesn't get up until after ten o'clock."
Li Zhenzhen smiled and said, "It seems that when he said he was lazy, he was just making excuses."
Lu Yanhe just smiled and didn't reply. Li Zhibai could talk about his laziness himself, but it wasn't appropriate for them, as friends, to say it in front of others. He said, "I'm going to the company first."
Li Zhenzhen suddenly thought of something and asked, "Yan He, I heard from Director Chen that you can write songs, is that right?"
Lu Yanhe quickly shook his head and said, "I'm not a professional, so I can't really call myself a writer."
“I’ve heard your song ‘Remembrance,’ and I really like it.” Li Zhenzhen said with sincerity in her eyes, “I’d like to commission a song from you to be the theme song for this program. Your songwriting style is a good match for this program.”
Lu Yanhe felt overwhelmed and immediately refused, saying, "I'm sorry, I'm really not very good at writing songs. You should find a professional."
That's when they really gave themselves away.
Lu Yanhe felt he needed to hurry up and learn the staff notation, at least the most basic one.
Li Zhenzhen showed a look of disappointment.
"All right."
Lu Yanhe nodded to her, then turned and left.
-
Since June, the weather has become exceptionally hot.
Even at around 7:30 in the morning, the sun was already like a furnace, heating up the already scorching world.
Lu Yanhe boarded the subway, just in time for the morning rush hour.
The crowd was so dense that he almost threw up.
I feel especially grateful now that there's a direct bus to school for him.
"Buzz," the phone suddenly vibrated.
Lu Yanhe glanced at the message and saw it was from Chen Ziyan: "Going out?"
Lu Yanhe typed with difficulty in a cramped space: On the subway.
Chen Ziyan: Do you regret refusing my offer to arrange a private car for you now?
After taking a private car yesterday, Lu Yanhe told Chen Ziyan that he didn't need to anymore and that he could just take the subway.
Lu Yanhe was still a little unaccustomed to being picked up and dropped off by car, feeling that he didn't need to put on such a show before he had even made a name for himself.
Now, after being teased by Chen Ziyan, Lu Yanhe felt embarrassed.
He did feel a little regretful.
Chen Ziyan said: "However, it's a good thing that you're refusing the private car service now. Although I can arrange for the company to provide this service for you, it will still attract some people's opinions and create a bad impression of you. It's not a work vehicle."
Lu Yanhe: Yes, that's what I'm worried about too.
Chen Ziyan: But you have to remember what your core task is. Right now, you are learning to act well. When you join a production team in the future, you will be performing your role well. Don't refuse other people's preferential treatment because of shyness, embarrassment or other issues. Maintaining your condition is the most basic professional condition for an actor. Don't be silly and help this person move things or that person deliver things on set.
Mother Chen Ziyan is back online.
However, she was speaking from the bottom of her heart.
Lu Yanhe immediately replied with a "good".
"Oh my, young man, you're so handsome!" an old woman suddenly exclaimed loudly to him, as if no one else was around.
Her voice was incredibly loud; the moment she shouted, everyone around her turned to look.
In such a crowded carriage, everyone is crammed together like they're in a sardine can. Who cares what the people around them look like?
But that shout piqued curiosity.
Lu Yanhe instantly became the target of everyone's attention.
He suppressed the panic in his eyes, unsure of how to react.
It was a feeling of complete bewilderment.
"Thank you," he said awkwardly.
Then, someone recognized him.
"Isn't he Lu Yanhe?"
Who is Lu Yanhe?
Lu Yanhe himself had no idea how many times he had heard this conversation.
He could only laugh awkwardly and pretend he hadn't heard.
"Is the young man a celebrity?" the old lady asked curiously when she saw that someone recognized him.
Lu Yanhe regretted not wearing headphones, so he could pretend he didn't hear it.
But if an old lady kindly compliments him on his good looks, he has to respond politely.
"I guess so," Lu Yanhe could only say, giving a slightly shy smile.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, someone suddenly said in a sarcastic tone, "How come these days, anyone can call themselves a celebrity?"
Lu Yanhe looked at that person with surprise.
The man was wearing a black jacket, had a very noticeable beer belly, looked disdainful, and had a suture scar about seven centimeters long on his forehead.
"What are you looking at?" The man glared at Lu Yanhe as soon as he saw him looking over, his tone fierce.
This person's attitude was infuriating, but Lu Yanhe didn't want to get into a conflict, so he looked away.
However, at this moment, the old lady who had just praised Lu Yanhe for his good looks was indignant. She glared at the man and said in an unfriendly tone, "What kind of attitude is this? What did this young man do to you? Let's talk this out!"
The man in the black jacket was scolded by the old lady to her face. He retorted sternly, "I don't like him, what's it to you!"
The old lady wasn't afraid at all; she glared at him with her phoenix eyes and her voice immediately became impassioned.
"I'm just meddling in this, so what?" She was quick-witted as well. "Do you think you can act like a lawless person in this society? The young man was well-behaved and didn't say a word, but you're here babbling on and on, speaking rudely and without any manners or upbringing. Do you really think everyone is afraid of you?"
The old lady acted as if she had a son who was a general backing her up; she stood tall and straight, leaving the man in the black jacket speechless for a long time.
His cheeks flushed, and he wanted to take a step toward her.
However, the crowded carriage made it impossible for him to move freely.
"You fucking think that just because you're old no one will dare to mess with you, huh?"
"Oh my, I'm over seventy years old, and I don't know how many years it's been since I've seen anyone dare to lay a hand on me." A glint of shrewdness flashed in the old woman's eyes. "If you've got the guts, then come and get me!"
Seeing the two of them about to fight, Lu Yanhe didn't want the old lady to suffer a loss, even though she didn't seem to be at a disadvantage.
"Don't take it to heart, let him say whatever he wants." Lu Yanhe moved forward a step, blocking half of the old lady's view and the man in the black jacket's view.
Seeing this, the old lady said, "It's alright, young man, don't be afraid. I don't believe this grandson would really dare to lay a hand on me."
"Get out of my way!" The man in the black leather jacket was greatly provoked and roared, which actually pushed the already crowded surroundings to make room. Many people gasped in surprise under the strong push. The man had already squeezed through and was about to touch the old lady. Lu Yanhe quickly raised his arm and blocked the man.
"You actually laid a hand on an old man?" Lu Yanhe's face flushed with anger. He hadn't been this furious when he was mocked or ridiculed earlier. He glared at the man in the black leather jacket. "Try moving him. I tolerated you earlier to give you face and avoid trouble. There are so many people here. Do you think everyone will just stand by and watch you hit an old man?!"
“That’s right!” a man immediately spoke up, looking at the man in the black leather jacket. “Brother, even if you have a bad temper, don’t take it out on others. They didn’t do anything to you.”
“Yes,” a young woman in a white shirt chimed in. “It’s so early in the morning, and the subway is already so crowded. Calm down.”
...
The people around them were drawn in, chattering away, each offering their own opinion.
Then, we arrived at the next stop.
The man in the black jacket had a livid face and hadn't reacted yet when a surge of people suddenly pushed him out from inside.
"Excuse me! We need to get off!" Many people pushed and shoved the man off the train.
He was so angry that he cursed, "Can't you watch where you're going? Can't you see someone?"
People around him immediately took two steps away from him, and for a moment no one was willing to approach him.
When he turned around, he saw that almost everyone in the carriage was looking at him with a contemptuous gaze, their expressions unfriendly, and some were even taking pictures of him with their phones.
He raised his hand, pointed at them, and said, "What are you filming!"
The person who was pointed at then put down their phone.
He wanted to come up again, but at that moment, several men standing at the door blocked the entrance, refusing to make room for him.
"Beep beep beep beep—"
The door closing alarm sounded.
"Get out of my way!" he shouted angrily.
But at that moment, someone suddenly stuck out a leg from the crowd and kicked him in the stomach, knocking him to the ground.
Just then, the door slammed shut.
-
What happened on the subway was a completely unexpected incident.
Lu Yanhe was completely taken aback and had not expected that everyone would react this way.
The old lady patted Lu Yanhe on the shoulder and said, "Thank you so much for earlier, young man!"
She smiled kindly at Lu Yanhe.
Lu Yanhe was embarrassed and said, "I... I also have to thank you for speaking up for me."
“What’s wrong with that? There are fewer people like that now, but there used to be quite a lot. They don’t do anything productive, they just wander around the streets and cause trouble for others. I can’t stand people like that the most,” the old lady said. “I couldn’t stand them when I was young, and I never tolerated them, let alone now.”
Her proud and righteous expression made Lu Yanhe breathe a sigh of relief.
After getting off the subway, Lu Yanhe followed the crowd out of the station and discovered that he and the old lady had gotten off on the same subway train.
"Oh, you're getting off at this stop too?" The old lady smiled at Lu Yanhe.
Lu Yanhe nodded: "Yes, and you?"
The main reason is that the old lady looks like she's already retired.
The old lady said with a smile, "I came here to deliver my son's ID card. He left it at home and asked me to bring it to him."
Lu Yanhe nodded.
What does your son do?
"How would I know? I only know he's always traveling for work," the old lady said. "I don't know anything about him. I just came from my hometown a couple of days ago to see how he's doing."
As Lu Yanhe listened, he accompanied the old lady to find the exit, only to discover that it was the same one.
This is fate.
Lu Yanhe accompanied the old lady onto the elevator.
Upon reaching the exit, Lu Yanhe saw a familiar figure stride over and call out "Mom" to the old lady beside him.
This person is Zhou Ping'an.
Lu Yanhe: "..."
This damn fate.
Zhou Ping'an also looked at Lu Yanhe with an incredulous expression, probably unable to understand why he would appear with his mother.
The old lady looked at the two of them and asked, "Do you two know each other?"
Lu Yanhe looked at Zhou Ping'an.
Let him answer this question.
Zhou Pingan coughed slightly, somewhat awkwardly, and said, "We both work for the same company."
The old lady laughed happily: "Oh, what a coincidence! This young man was really amazing just now. Someone was trying to attack your mother, and this young man stepped forward without saying a word and blocked it for me."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Ping'an immediately looked at her nervously.
"Mom, are you alright? Are you hurt?"
"It's nothing, what injury? I already told you this young man helped me." The old lady immediately said, "Ping An, that young man has a kind heart. Please take good care of him at the company."
Zhou Ping'an lowered his head and agreed, feeling somewhat embarrassed to look at Lu Yanhe's face at that moment.
Lu Yanhe was too lazy to continue arguing with Zhou Ping'an here.
He smiled at the old lady and said, "I'm going back to the company now. You two can continue your conversation."
"Okay," the old lady replied crisply.
Lu Yanhe went to the company, arriving half an hour early.
He had arranged to meet Zhang Ming at 9 a.m., but it was only 8:30 a.m.
Not long after entering the rehearsal room, Zhou Ping'an reappeared.
He knocked on the door, came in, and looked at Lu Yanhe with a somewhat complicated expression.
"What exactly happened just now?" he asked.
Lu Yanhe gave a brief explanation.
Zhou Ping'an hesitated for a moment, then stopped himself from speaking several times.
"What do you want to say? If you want to thank me, forget it," Lu Yanhe said directly. "I didn't know she was your mother at the time."
Zhou Ping'an frowned. "If you had known she was my mother, would you not have helped?"
“I would think that her complimenting me on my looks was malicious,” Lu Yanhe said bluntly. “Let’s not talk about the whitewash between us. To be honest, if we can get along peacefully and keep to ourselves, I’ll be grateful.”
Zhou Ping'an immediately scoffed.
"Do you think I'm free? Anyway, my work is done, and it's not my fault if Chen Ziyan wants to sign you back."
After Zhou Ping'an finished speaking, he added, "I won't deliberately trip you up anymore, so you don't need to worry about it."
(End of this chapter)
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