webnovelvip Chapter 212 Son, Dad is sorry for you.
Chapter 212 Son, Dad is sorry for you.
Chapter 212 Son, Dad is sorry for you.
Cao Wei was overwhelmed with emotions.
Think about it, opera can be regarded as the quintessence of country C.
It has been passed down for thousands of years, if there is no dream chaser like Mo Yusheng.
Sooner or later, it will become a grain of sand in the torrent of the times.
But now the situation of opera in Xiguo is really embarrassing.
It is difficult for foreigners to understand the quintessence of country C.
Young people in country C find opera boring again.
If Mo Yusheng can't change the future direction of a routine extension opera.
Then death is only a matter of time.
"Yu Sheng, some things have to be done by yourself. I know you are very tired, but we are still young and cannot be dragged down by reality. Rome was not built in a day, but once it is built, all roads will lead to Rome."
"Thank you Cao Wei, I will not give up my dream, but the premise is to live on." Mo Yusheng said with a vicissitudes of life.
It's not that he hasn't begged others in these years.
But no one gave him a good face.
Everyone regarded him as a mouse crossing the street or a thief in the market, and they were unwilling to contact him, let alone borrow money.
Cao Wei was very sad to hear that.
If you have money, you can support Mo Yusheng.
But if Mo Yusheng can't pull himself together, no one can help him.
"Yu Sheng, there is still a dream, what if it comes true that day?"
"That's right, that was really just a dream." Mo Yusheng took a big gulp of beer, picked up the bottle, and poured the remaining half bottle of beer on top of his head.
Cao Wei felt that he was drunk.
He and Zhao Xiong helped him out of the barbecue restaurant.
Inquired about the address.
Mo Yu was so drunk that he became unconscious and couldn't speak clearly.
Cao Wei intends to take him home.
But then someone called.
Cao Wei answered for him.
"Where are you, Mo Yusheng? I didn't bring the key, so hurry up and bring the key back."
Cao Wei said: "I'm Mo Yusheng's friend, he's drunk, I don't know where you live?"
"Mo Yusheng still has friends?" The man opposite seemed to mutter something casually, and then reported his address.
After Cao Wei understood, he and Zhao Xiong carried Mo Yusheng into the car and drove to the outside of Alicante.
Came to a dilapidated house in the suburbs.
A man was standing at the door waiting anxiously.
Cao Wei asked Zhao Xiong to park the car, and helped Mo Yusheng out of the car.
When the man saw the BMW, his small eyes flickered, and he leaned over and said, "I never thought Mo Yusheng would know such a local tyrant. I can't tell, I really can't tell."
Cao Wei felt that this person was not a good person.
Fumbled in Mo Yusheng's pocket, found a key and threw it to the man.
The man opened the door with the key, and when he walked in, he said, "Mo Yusheng lives in the basement, he can't live upstairs."
After speaking, the man walked into the bathroom.
Cao Wei supported Mo Yusheng and walked towards the basement.
The space in the basement is tight.
There is only a small window, not very ventilated, the air is a little humid, and the smell is even more unpleasant.
There was also a bed inside, with a few pairs of Mo Yusheng's underwear hanging on it.
Cao Wei threw Mo Yusheng on the bed and glanced around.
I saw a big box.
There is a seal on it, which looks very old.
Cao Wei walked over to take a closer look.
The drunk Mo Yusheng suddenly jumped up, and while hugging the box tightly, he shouted: "Can't move, this thing can't be moved..."
Cao Wei could only take a few steps back.
The man just came down from upstairs.
Leaning against the door, with a cigarette in his mouth, he said, "It's Mo Yusheng's treasure, no one is allowed to touch it, I heard it's a costume, it's not worth much in Europe."
"Costume?" Cao Wei was a little surprised.
He thought that Mo Yusheng had completely given up on opera.
But from the fact that he cares so much about costumes, it can be seen that he still has dreams in his heart.
It's just that this dream was too expensive in his opinion, he didn't dare to pursue it anymore, and he didn't have the courage to pursue it, so he took the seal and sealed it up completely.
"By the way, you are his friend, right?" The man continued to ask.
Cao Wei nodded: "What's wrong?"
"He hasn't paid the rent for half a year. Since you are his friend, you don't look like someone who has no money. Why don't you pay for him?" While the man was talking, his small eyes glanced at Cao Wei's trouser pocket.
Cao Wei seldom brought any money with him, so he said, "Go upstairs and ask the driver, but I don't have any money with me."
"Okay, it's refreshing to have a wealthy friend." The man left the house and walked towards Zhao Xiong.
Zhao Xiong leaned against the car and looked around.
The surrounding environment is very bleak.
Even the bus is too lazy to pass through this wilderness.
"Brother, your boss made you pay." The man shouted.
"What money?" Zhao Xiong didn't understand.
The man explained: "Your boss' friend owes me half a year's rent, so hurry up and pay the money."
"How much?" Zhao Xiong asked.
"Half a year and six months, two hundred a month, a total of 1000 and two hundred euros." The man didn't look like he was lying.
Zhao Xiong opened the car door, took out his wallet from the car and paid directly.
The man smiled with the money and went back.
At this time, Cao Wei had helped Mo Yusheng to the bed again, glanced at him, shook his head silently, turned and left the basement.
Just happened to meet the man who took the money.
"Does the local tyrant want to leave?"
Cao Wei nodded, returned to the car, took out [-] euros and turned back.
Without the man noticing, he stuffed the money under Mo Yusheng's pillow, then left the hut and left the place by car.
The man leaned against the door and smiled disdainfully.
Early the next morning.
The first day of the new year.
Mo Yusheng woke up dizzy.
It feels like a puff of smoke is blowing towards my face.
When I opened my eyes, I realized that it was a man sitting on the head of his bed, breathing smoke all over his face.
"Boy, are you finally willing to wake up?" the man said.
Mo Yusheng shook his head and asked, "Did you pick me up last night?"
The man shook his head: "I'm not so kind. It was your wealthy friend who sent you back and paid the rent for you."
As he spoke, the man took out 600 yuan from his pocket and handed it to Mo Yusheng.
Mo Yusheng didn't understand what he meant.
The man explained: "I lied to your friend that the rent is two hundred, but in fact, this kind of dilapidated place is only fifty. You owed me half a year's rent before, and I took six hundred for the next six months. The remaining six Give it back to you."
"You!" Mo Yusheng didn't know where the strength came from, he stood up and grabbed the man's collar.
The man said indifferently: "This amount of money is nothing to a person of your friend's level. If you are so excited here, it may be a fart to him."
"But you can't..." Mo Yusheng looked at the 600 yuan with some hesitation.
He is poor, but his ambition is not poor.
He planned to pay back the money to Cao Wei.
But thinking about it carefully, I haven't contacted Cao Wei for a long time.
I don't know the current Cao Wei, so I can't pay back the money at all.
"By the way, that friend of yours stuffed a handful of money under your pillow." The man pointed to Mo Yusheng's pillow, and at the same time stuffed 600 yuan to him, and said, "I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first." , Remember to lock the door when you go out."
Mo Yusheng glanced at the man gratefully.
Although this person is poor, he does not steal or rob. He is much better than some people who spend all their time making money with crooked ideas.
"Thank you." Mo Yusheng shouted loudly.
The man didn't look back, raised his hand, waved it, and left the house.
Mo Yusheng lifted the pillow, seeing that he really had money, he quickly put it away, and planned to deposit the money in the bank for the time being, so that if he really saw Cao Wei that day, he could return it to him.
At this time, Mo Yusheng's cell phone beside the bed rang.
He picked up the phone.
Dad's voice came.
Mo Yusheng hadn't contacted his father for a long time.
His father saw that he was worthless, and rarely contacted him.
"Son, Dad is sorry for you. I accidentally fell when I went to the factory to move goods yesterday. I can't do it anymore. You have to rely on yourself in the future."
Mo Yusheng burst into tears instantly after hearing this.
The father over there seemed to be crying too.
Choking with sobs, he continued to talk to Mo Yusheng: "Son, Dad is fine, but he can't do anything anymore. You don't need to worry about your family, so you can chase your dreams with peace of mind."
"Dad..." Mo Yusheng cried out in tears, "It's my son who is useless and failed to be filial to you."
"Yusheng is the best. Didn't you always want to sing? Dad didn't understand it before, but now he understands it. Dad supports you." His father encouraged Mo Yusheng.
Mo Yusheng gritted his teeth and said nothing, tears streaming down his face.
"Dad, I'll be right back, wait for me."
After speaking, Mo Yusheng hung up the phone.
He took the money and ran out of the house.
(End of this chapter)