novellhall Chapter 17 The Trajectory of Fate
Chapter 17 The Trajectory of Fate
Because he was born prematurely, his development has always been very slow.
Although he monopolized An Feng's breast milk for half a year longer than An Feng did back then, he is still almost a head shorter than An Feng now.
This made him feel very insecure.
Being good-looking isn't enough for an actor; height is also a major disadvantage.
Why don't you let Guo Jingming play the male lead in an idol drama?
The female lead must be blind to not cheat on her husband.
Although the height is due to the parents' good genes, boys naturally develop later.
But he must prepare for the worst in advance.
What if... I just won't grow any taller?
Therefore, he decided to focus his efforts on music.
These perfectly perceptive ears are a gift from God, and this talent should never be wasted.
He's a reincarnated person, so his head is full of all sorts of classic songs.
Countless hit products are stored in his mind.
In the 90s, domestic actors were still paid work points for making movies.
Copying songs is definitely faster and easier than copying movies.
When the copyright era arrives, we can just sit back and collect money.
When those superstars want to sing his songs on TV shows, they'll have to call and apply.
"Teacher Chen, I'd like to sing one of your songs, three lines won't hurt, right? Okay, sure..."
Just imagining that scene made Chen Lang feel incredibly happy.
Moreover, singers have a broader career prospect than movie stars in some respects.
To be a successful actor, you need acting skills, good looks, and resources.
But a successful singer, especially a singer-songwriter, can succeed as long as they don't sign with a shady record company.
They also have more freedom and a greater voice.
Once you become famous, have a fan base and influence, what can't you do?
Let's see what the future holds for Jay Chou.
They can make movies whenever they want and direct whenever they want.
If you like playing basketball, then film a dunk.
If you like racing games, then watch Initial D.
If you like kung fu, then make a movie called "True Legend".
If you like spies, make a movie like The Green Hornet.
Although the result was... well... it's hard to describe.
But they had a great time!
This is enough.
Having figured this out, Chen Lang felt a sense of clarity.
The path ahead has become clear.
Let's set a small goal first.
I'll learn composition from my cousin, and become a composer or something.
Hmm, pretty nice!
Then, he will become the next... godfather of the Chinese music scene!
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1990, April 8.
Another birthday has come around.
These childhood sweethearts, bound together by fate, are three years old.
This also means that they are about to say goodbye to their carefree family life and step into a collective environment called kindergarten.
My birthday was celebrated simply.
Liu Xiaoli cooked a table full of delicious dishes, and her grandparents bought a very fashionable cream cake.
An Shaokang, who hadn't been seen in public for a long time, also came.
He had lost a lot of weight and become much more silent, but his eyes were still full of love when he looked at the two children.
He brought An Feng a beautiful Barbie doll and Chen Lang a Superman cape and eye mask.
The atmosphere at the birthday party appeared to be joyful and harmonious on the surface.
But Chen Lang could keenly sense that there was an oppressive atmosphere in the air, as if a storm was brewing.
really.
After the guests left, the maternal grandparents took the two children for a walk in the yard to digest their food.
Liu Xiaoli and An Shaokang went into the inner room.
The door was closed.
Chen Lang made an excuse about having a stomachache and asked his grandmother to take An Feng first, while he quietly hid outside the door.
At first, you could hear the two of them talking in a suppressed voice.
Gradually, the noise grew louder and louder, turning into a heated argument.
"The child must stay with me!"
An Shaokang's voice carried an undeniable firmness.
Forget about it!
"Why should I be with you? An Shaokang, don't forget, I gave birth to Xixi!"
Liu Xiaoli's voice also rose, filled with anger and grievance.
"You're so busy, always performing outside, how are you going to take care of her? Are you sure you can leave her alone at home with the two elderly people looking after her?"
"Why wouldn't I be worried? My parents are much more attentive than your mother!"
"Aren't you busy? You're always at school, how many times a year do you go home? What right do you have to talk to me like that?"
"You think giving some money and buying some things makes you a father?"
"I've raised the children since they were little, and they've been very well-behaved. I've taken good care of them!"
"I'll take care of her when she's little, and now that she's grown up, Langlang will be there for her. You don't need to worry about her!"
The argument inside the house grew increasingly heated.
Chen Lang sat on the sofa in the living room, sighing silently to himself.
Clearly, this was the most important negotiation they had before their divorce.
Regarding custody.
He even made preparations by hiding the kitchen knives and scissors in the kitchen.
If An Shaokang takes a hard line, will Liu Xiaoli threaten suicide like she did in her previous life?
He listened to the argument inside and wanted to go in and try to intervene several times.
An Shaokang and Liu Xiaoli were both very good to him.
If possible, he really didn't want the family to fall apart like this.
But what can a three-year-old do?
According to the trajectory of her previous life, after Liu Xiaoli officially divorced in 97, she would take Liu Yifei and go to the United States.
What about yourself?
What should he do now that he is nominally a child groom?
Will they be left in the country, or...?
Five more years have passed since then.
Should we go together? Or should we persuade them to stay in the country?
Just as he was lost in thought, the argument in the room gradually subsided.
In the end, An Shaokang made concessions.
After a long time, the door opened.
An Shaokang came out, his eyes red.
He walked to the sofa, squatted down, and patted Chen Lang's head.
After a long silence, he turned to Liu Xiaoli and sighed.
"Take good care of them."
Liu Xiaoli stood at the door, her eyes also red, and shouted back in a hoarse voice.
"It's none of your business!"
"One was born of me, and the other I raised; I love them more than anyone else!"
Chen Lang thought to himself that perhaps his existence as a son-in-law had played a role.
At least, it gives Liu Xiaoli more leverage in the custody battle because there's a man in the house.
Although this man is only three years old.
That night, An Feng changed his name.
Grandma said, "Since she took her mother's surname, let's call her Liu Qianmeizi."
Akane is her nickname, and Miko hopes that she will grow up to be beautiful.
A name that is full of nostalgia and good wishes.
The name Liu Yifei won't appear for several more years.
At night, Chen Lang and Liu Qianmeizi, who had just changed her name, slept next to Liu Xiaoli.
In the darkness, Chen Lang heard suppressed sobs coming from beside him.
He felt a lump in his throat as he listened, and reached out his little hand to take his mother's cold hand.
"Mommy, don't cry."
"I will protect my mother and daughter-in-law."
Liu Xiaoli's body trembled slightly.
She turned around and hugged the child who always brought her warmth and strength tightly.
She buried her cheek in the crook of his neck, tears silently soaking his pajamas.
"Yes, Mom knows."
"Mom has Langlang and Qianqian, so Mom isn't afraid of anything."