"It's like I think of heather and Alex."

Annie said firmly, but after that, she sat quietly in the same place and fell into her own thoughts. After a while, she raised her head again and looked at lanli seriously. "Do you think Heather will regret? Because, after all, she still can't sing that song, she has been working very hard in practice, even her fingers are bleeding. But now, she will never have a chance. "

Ignorant words, it seems not familiar with the world, but it seems to see through the vicissitudes.

Paul was startled. "Annie? How do you know... "How do you know Heather's dead?

But after all, the following words still can't go on. I don't know what to do.

Annie looked up at Paul and said with a firm look, "because Langley said that when traveling, not everyone can accompany him to the end. Sometimes, after all, we still need to finish by ourselves. Now, Heather is on her own journey, isn't she

Simple words, meaning expression is not complete, endless, but Paul still understood, looked up at blue, and then nodded in a panic, "yes... Yes." Taking a deep breath, Paul calmed down and said carefully, "although Heather is alone now, she will always be the most powerful and sunny one, right? Maybe she's singing now, enjoying her dream. Do you think Heather's singing is good? "

"That sounds good!" Annie gave a shy smile. "I like Heather's singing."

"Well, do you prefer Heather's or Langley's?" Paul asked again.

The little girl was immediately baffled and ran into Paul's arms, "you did it on purpose! Where did you ask such a question? " Then he gave Paul a big round look, and then he turned his head and looked at lanli, "lanli, Paul just deliberately bullied me. You saw that, didn't you?"

Before Paul, who was sitting in the same place, had time to explain, Langley nodded and said solemnly, "yes! I saw it! Let's not be with Paul tonight. He's not a good boy

Paul was full of question marks and couldn't argue. "You... I... this..." finally, he just looked at lanli and Annie in a daze. He looked innocent, but he still couldn't help it. He laughed and drooped his shoulders. "I'm sorry, it's all my fault, Annie. Please forgive me, OK?"

He nodded solemnly. "That's right, Annie. Will you forgive Paul?"

However, Annie was obviously not strong enough. She was patient and lively. After all, she didn't hold back. She quickly raised her hands and covered her mouth, but her smile still overflowed, and her eyebrows were full of lightness and joy.

Looking at Paul's pathetic expression, Annie leaned forward, made a grimace, stifled a smile, and said seriously, "have you forgotten? I want to be an actor, not a singer! Hee hee

Tauren didn't reply to muzzle, but Paul couldn't refute it either. He nodded his head in affirmation and then spread out his hands. "Yes, yes, it must be like this."

Annie couldn't help laughing with her helpless expression. She still covered her mouth with her hands, but the laughter flowed freely, and even the surrounding atmosphere became bright.

Looking at the laughing Annie, the corner of lanli's mouth also rose with her eyes slightly distracted. Tonight's performance made little Lizi find her own dream, which is absolutely an unexpected gain.

Of course, now that Annie is still young, a brand new dream may appear every so often. The actor may not be her ultimate goal; But the most important thing is that after the turmoil in her family and the changes in her life, Annie has finally found her goal, and her smile is back on her cheek again. Eventually, her life will be better and better.

For eleven year olds, it's too cruel and cold to ask them to grow up right now. If you can run all the way towards your dream and learn to grow up slowly in the process of stumbling, this may be a more gentle and realistic way.

"Lan Li? Blue

There was a call in his ear again. Lan Li came back and looked at Annie. There were two blushes on his cheek, but there was still no sweat on his forehead. So he looked around for Nathan with a smile.

"Lanli, how did you do it? I mean, how did you become an actor? What should I do? " Anne was slightly asthmatic, but her eyes were very bright.

Nathan, who used to stand in the corner chatting, was attentive all the time. For the first time, he noticed lanli's raising his hand. He walked over quickly, listened to lanli's whispering advice, and then quickly turned away; When she came back again, she still had Annie's medicine and a glass of warm water in her hand.

"Imitation, imitation is the first step of performance, and it is also the stage that every actor must go through." Lanli is explaining, "you can learn to imitate those animals, you can also learn to imitate the people around you, and gradually learn the skills of imitation. This is the first step." He took the medicine and warm water from Nathan and handed it to Annie.

Annie had been used to such a life for a long time. She cleverly took the medicine, poured it into her mouth, and then began to drink water, but then anxiously said, "go on, you go on." The line of sight has never left Lan Li. After Lan Li spoke again, she began to drink water again.

Noticing Anne's thirst, Paul whispered to Nathan and asked for a glass of warm water again.

Lanli, Paul and Annie are chatting with each other. Annie constantly asks Paul to tell us about his experience of shooting surf movies in the ocean. She is full of curiosity and expectation. Then in the sight, you can see that someone comes to the side of the card seat and tries to stand there, but she is worried about disturbing the rhythm of the conversation.

At this time, Annie's attention all fell on Paul, so Langley turned his head and cast his eyes to ask.

There was not only one person standing in front of us, but five or six people. Behind them, there were people standing and chatting. They could not distinguish the boundaries clearly. Among them, there was an old man about 70 or 80 years old, with wrinkled face and sparse white hair. His right hand was leaning on a crutch and slightly bent his back. Even if he was standing in the same place, he was trembling.

Lan Li quickly stood up, left the card seat, politely welcomed forward, "are you ok?"

"Ha, don't worry about me. I'm ready to leave. The taxi is waiting at the door. " The old man chuckled and explained simply.

Even if the body has been unstable, but the posture is still tall and straight, just like a dedicated veteran, the blood is deeply imprinted with the traces of the past“ I just came here to tell you. Thank you tonight. You know, up to now, I still often dream about those years, but most of the time they are nightmares; But tonight should be a dream. "

Lan Li opened his mouth slightly and tried to respond to a sentence, but the old man didn't give him a chance. He nodded politely and then turned away with his crutch.

I don't know why he appeared in the Pioneer Village tonight. I don't know why he sighed so much. I don't know what his nightmare is. But in a simple sentence, there are too many.

People are always asking, art is not money, what can it bring? Even when food and clothing can not be satisfied, what qualifications to talk about art?

The old man is the answer.

Food and clothing are very important, money is also very important, but compared with them, there are more important things in the world, such as integrity, character, faith, freedom and dream. Perhaps, the richness of the spiritual world is not enough to continue life, but enough to distinguish itself from the rest of the world and have a real soul of its own.

"Thank you, young master." Another young man standing next to him interrupted lanli's train of thought. His voice trembled slightly and said that lanli's sight still fell on the old man and didn't leave. "The performance tonight is really wonderful! I can't believe we really watched you live. I think every Don Quixote will be jealous of me. "

Lan Li took back his eyes and said with a smile, "I'm sorry. I was watching the old man leave just now. I'm a little distracted." After admitting his mistake, Langley continued, "it's my honor to be here tonight. We need to thank you for the smooth completion of our work tonight. "

After the young man left, another middle-aged man stepped forward and opened his mouth. He seemed to want to say something, but he couldn't express it accurately. In the end, he just said, "this is going to be a very wonderful work. I can't wait to see it now." After the exclamation, he added, "thank you." Then he turned and left in a panic.

A "thank you" contains too much.

Some people are grateful for Langley's wonderful live performance, some people are grateful for the reappearance of the wave of the ballad era, some people are grateful for the magical experience of visiting the film shooting scene, and some people are grateful for... Those about the Vietnam War, about the 1960s, about the lost life, about the lost dream.

Tonight's Pioneer Village is undoubtedly lively. After the performance, almost every audience is reluctant to leave, not only for Lan Li, but also for the exchange of each other's inner surging and excitement. This is a wonderful night and also a memorable night. They always stay in the same place and are reluctant to part with each other.

Before leaving, it seems that everyone has a tacit understanding. There is no scream, no cry, no hug, just a simple "thank you", but countless emotions. The boundaries between the Pioneer Village and the kerosene lamp bar, the crew and reality once again begin to blur.

Leaving this gate, they will return to the 21st century from the 1960s, and also return to the era of network communication from the era of folk songs. Just like crossing time and space, they can only savor their feelings and taste.