Chapter 2 Chapter two

Pan Yulong quickly ran into the hospital with the girl on his back, and rushed to the door of the emergency room.The doctors started to treat him immediately.A nurse handed a prescription slip in front of Pan Yulong's eyes and said, "Pay the bill first." Pan Yulong nodded, took the slip, and ran towards the toll office.He gave everything he had, and handed all the loose money he had on him through the window of the toll office.The cashier stamped the prescription slip with a bang. When he returned to the emergency room, he saw that the girl had already hung up the drip bottle, and the nurse was removing the blood pressure monitor from her side. The doctor looked at her eyelids, and checked her heart and lungs with a stethoscope...

Pan Yulong waited anxiously.The doctor came up and said: "The patient's blood sugar and blood pressure are abnormal. The heart is fine and there is no major problem, but the body is very weak. He is dehydrated and needs hospital treatment. Hurry up... Are you from her family?" Pan Yulong was about to explain: "I am..." But the doctor went on to say: "Hurry up and pay the hospital deposit." "Uh...how much is the hospital deposit?" "Pay three thousand first. You can ask the head nurse inside." Pan Yulong panicked: "Huh? Three thousand!"

The doctor is gone. Pan Yulong hesitated, and walked to the girl's hospital bed.A nurse saw it and said: "She just woke up and is very weak. Don't let her talk too much." Pan Yulong responded, "Ah." The girl was lying on the bed, her breath was weak and her face was pale.He leaned down and asked softly, "Are you feeling better?" The girl's gaze shifted over. "can you speak?" The girl blinked her eyes weakly, her eyes glazed over. "Do you have any money? The doctor said that you need to pay a deposit of 3,000 yuan for hospitalization. I don't have any money. Do you have any?"

The girl moved her dry lips, trying to say something, but couldn't make a sound. "Do you have any relatives or friends? Where can I get some money?" The girl's voice was hoarse, and she finally spit out a few words slowly: "What's wrong with me?" Seeing the girl speak, Pan Yulong was anxiously filled with joy: "It's okay, you're just too weak. How many days have you not eaten?" It was already late when Pan Yulong ran back to the small courtyard, and there was still a faint light in the west. He used the key given by the girl to unlock the door of the main room and walked in.The twilight outside the window is deep, and the scenery inside the house is blurred.

This is the first time that Pan Yulong has been able to browse the girl's home calmly and carefully.The house is very messy, empty wine bottles are scattered on the old furniture, dusty books and music scores are piled up everywhere, only a Yamaha piano in the corner of the room shines noblely in the dim light. Pan Yulong walked from the living room to the door of the girl's bedroom. In this family, perhaps only this bedroom looked extraordinarily clean. head fitness puller.Pan Yulong's eyes finally stopped on a family photo on the wall. In the photo, the young father was serious and lonely, while the mother looked beautiful and sad.Snuggled between them was a little girl of two or three years old.Only the little girl smiled sweetly.

Pan Yulong unlocked the drawer with a key, and opened the drawer. There were two passbooks and some change in it. He took out one of the passbooks, and then locked the drawer again. Pan Yulong packed his passbook and hurried out of the yard, looking back inadvertently before walking out of the alley, the suspicious "Old King" passed his sight again. "Lao Wang" was standing in front of the grocery stall at the other end of the alley, buying drinks.Pan Yulong felt strange, and slowed down his pace. After walking a few steps, he stood up. When he looked back at the grocery stall again, Lao Wang's figure had disappeared.

Pan Yulong hurried back to the hospital bed, and saw that the girl had fallen asleep quietly.Seeing that the medicine in the drip bottle was almost exhausted, he hurriedly called the nurse.After changing the drip bottle, the nurse said softly to Pan Yulong: "It's too late, you go home. She's asleep, she's fine, don't worry." Pan Yulong said, "Okay." But his gaze remained on the girl's face. After the nurse left, Pan Yulong sat by the bed for a long time before reluctantly getting up and leaving. The night enveloped the small courtyard, a tiny ray of light flickered in the corridor, and a crisp and powerful knocking sound broke the tranquility of the night. Under the light of a flashlight, Pan Yulong carefully installed the piece that was not installed during the day. Glass.The tinkling sound was like a tune played by a piano, warm and sad.

After get off work the next day, Pan Yulong took a thermos, made a bowl of hot porridge at a porridge and noodle restaurant, and then rushed to the hospital.He raised the pillows of the hospital bed so that the girl could lean on the head of the bed comfortably. He watched the girl holding the thermos and slowly drinking the hot porridge inside.He sits and peels an orange while he chatters with her: "There is a man surnamed Wang who keeps knocking on your door. Last time he went to the Crimson Bar to find your father. Do you know who he is?" The evening sun shone through the window, making the girl's face a little thin. She asked blankly, "Wang? I don't know. What does he look like?"

"You may have seen it too, in your forties..." "I have seen?" "He went to the Crimson Bar that day." "When?" Pan Yulong paused. Perhaps he suddenly realized that that day was the anniversary of the death of the girl's father. He hesitated a bit and said, "Maybe you don't know him." The girl also paused for a moment, and her voice came out with her inquiry: "Actually, I can't even say that I know you." "My name is Pan Yulong. I'm from Huailing City, and I study in Yinhai." "go to school?"

"Ah, I'm in the senior class of hotel management major of Yinhai Tourism College." The girl looked at him suspiciously: "You are in school? Then why don't you go to school all day?" "I'm on leave of absence now." "Suspend school? Why suspend school?" Pan Yulong said flatly: "Because I haven't earned the tuition fee for the last semester yet." A trace of curiosity flashed across the girl's face: "Do you have to earn the tuition yourself? Can't your family help you?" "My parents have both been laid off. I also have an older sister who doesn't have a job. My brother-in-law drives a car. Their lives are difficult."

The girl fell silent. Pan Yulong asked tentatively: "...I don't know you too, your name is Tang Doudou?" The girl was about to answer when the door of the ward was knocked open suddenly. Four young boys called the girl's name and rushed in with a fiery breath. A nurse yelled after them: "Keep your voice down, this is a hospital! Please be quiet..." Only then did the boys lower their voices, but the tone was still a little too excited. "Doudou, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling better?" "We've looked for you several times, but you didn't open the door." "What's wrong, Doudou, is it serious?" Only the boy on the motorcycle asked in a low voice, "Are you okay?" Seeing the happy faces of the boys, the girl had a sad smile on her face, and she struggled to report to the boys that she was safe: "I'm fine, I'm fine." Then she turned her gaze back to Pan Yulong's face On the way, she solemnly introduced her partner to him: "His name is Dongdong...his name is A Peng...his name is Wang Fendou..." Li Xing next to him interjected in a low voice: "It's also called a dung pocket!" Several other people laughed, and Pan Yulong also laughed in agreement.The girl didn't smile, and continued to introduce: "...his name is Li Xing." The boys each nodded to the young man they had met once. "My name is Tang Doudou, the combined name of the five of us is 'Real'." Li Xing said: "This is the name of our dance group!" Pan Yulong also nodded in a friendly manner and said, "Hello, my name is Pan Yulong, and I am Tang Doudou's neighbor." On a plain white wall of the cemetery, grids for placing ashes are neatly arranged.The portraits of each deceased are inlaid on the urn, like dense and orderly chess pieces.The photo of Tang Doudou's father has been embedded in this white wall. The partners of the "Real" dance group stood on both sides of Tang Doudou, facing the elder who had scolded them, with solemn expressions and condolences. Pan Yulong stood behind them, his eyes were more focused on Tang Doudou's expressions and movements, watching her present flowers and wipe away tears. Tang Doudou and his party walked out of the gate of the cemetery.Dongdong turned around and asked everyone: "What's the matter, taxi or bus?" A Peng walked to Tang Doudou: "Doudou, I will take you home." "No, I'll go back with Aaron." While Wang Fendou and Li Xing were chatting, they waved their hands and signaled to Tang Doudou: "Then let's go first." Dongdong greeted Apeng: "Apeng, are you going home? Take me for a while." Apeng glanced at Pan Yulong, and followed Dongdong and the others unhappily. Pan Yulong and Tang Doudou watched them go away, Pan Yulong asked, "Are you going home?" Tang Doudou didn't make a sound, turned around and walked into the cemetery again.Pan Yulong followed in doubt. Pan Yulong followed Tang Doudou into a hall where ashes were stored. Rows of tall ashes storage racks divided the hall into long and narrow corridors. The hall was empty except for their footsteps. They walked into one of the corridors.Pan Yulong suddenly saw a figure in the depths of the corridor, leaning over a storage compartment for ashes, and in the backlight he recognized the figure as Old Wang.Seeing someone coming, Lao Wang hurriedly escaped from another exit.Pan Yulong followed Tang Doudou forward, and Tang Doudou stopped at the end, which seemed to be the place that Lao Wang was visiting just now.On an urn at that location, there was a portrait of the deceased inlaid as usual. It was a young and beautiful woman. Pan Yulong guessed right, that was Tang Doudou's mother! Tang Doudou stood in front of her mother's remains for a long time, wiping off the dust on her mother's photo.Pan Yulong looked at the direction where the old Wang was fleeing, and then turned his head to look at the beautiful face of the woman on the urn. He was full of suspicion because of the old Wang's appearance. The noon sun was shattered by the mottled shade of the trees. Pan Yulong and Tang Doudou walked side by side on the avenue in the cemetery. Tang Doudou seemed to be still immersed in the sadness of mourning.Pan Yulong couldn't help asking: "Why...don't you bury your parents together, why separate them?" Tang Doudou was silent for a while, and said, "I have watched them quarrel since I was a child, and when they are not arguing, they don't talk to anyone... In fact, they have long wanted to separate from each other." Tang Doudou's description of his parents left Pan Yulong speechless. Tang Doudou continued: "My mother always wants to find romantic love, but my father only likes to drink." After walking out of the cemetery, Tang Doudou did not go home directly, but took Pan Yulong to an old-fashioned red brick house. Seeing that there was no one in the house, two young people climbed in through the window.This is the rehearsal hall of the dance troupe, which is already outdated. The afternoon sun makes the whole house, including an old piano in the corner, look like a yellowed and darkened old photo.The voices of the two echoed in the empty hall. Tang Doudou said: "It's here. My mother used to work in this troupe. When I was young, she often took me here to play." Pan Yulong looked around, as if seeing the passing years. Tang Doudou had already sat down in front of the piano and opened the piano cover.Said: "My mother played this piano." Tang Doudou spread out his ten fingers, and a string of simple notes flowed out from the piano.Pan Yulong could tell that this was the sad and touching piece he had heard in the small courtyard. Tang Doudou played the prelude of the piece, but stopped suddenly, and she said: "This piece was written by my mother, the name is It's called "Reality." "Your dance group also uses this name?" "Yes, it is also our name." After a pause, Tang Doudou said again: "It is also our belief." "You regard truth as belief? Is it because there are too few real things in this world?" "Some things must be true, such as honor, such as love. My mother said that truth is the pursuit. It is also sober." Pan Yulong pondered the meaning of these words. Tang Doudou smiled wryly, and said again with vicissitudes and calmness that were extremely disproportionate to her age: "I read my mother's diary, and my mother said that being awake is despair." Pan Yulong seemed to understand: "Who is your mother desperate for? For love, or for your father?" "I don't know. My mother was not married when she wrote this song. After she got married, a friend gave her a piano. My mother played this song every day to entrust the love she wanted. In the past, she always hoped that I Be like her and be a good pianist." "Then why don't you learn to play the piano?" "I also learn, but I don't like piano." "why?" "I like art that is more intense and exciting, and I like art that is younger." After a pause, Pan Yulong asked, "...when was your mother gone?" "She was gone when I was very young." "Is it sick?" "...It's suicide." Pan Yulong was dumbfounded. Tang Doudou continued her narration: "Perhaps, such a personality is a real artist. My mother's thinking is too intense, and maybe she doesn't like my father's poverty. My father is a poet, but his poems are beyond recognition. Yes. My dad has depended on my mom for a long time to support him." "Then who are you like? Like your father or your mother?" "I might... be more like my mother. What about you? Are you like your father or your mother?" "I'm not like anyone." Pan Yulong paused, and then said in a self-deprecating tone: "My personality may be like your mother, and I also have a lot of fantasies. But my reality is a bit like your father. China is also in a state of desperation." Tang Doudou said seriously: "...you should continue to study. Since you like hotel management as a major, you should continue to study." Pan Yulong nodded, smiled, and did not answer. Leaving the cabaret, they boarded a bus and sat in the last row of seats.When the car passed in front of the Golden Garden Hotel, Pan Yulong pointed out the window: "This is where I work." The car turned around this block, and the Wancheng Hotel, which pierced the blue sky, came into my eyes.Tang Doudou couldn't help but said: "You are studying restaurant management, where should you go!" Looking at the moving body of Wancheng Hotel, Pan Yulong said yearningly: "That is my ideal! When I have saved enough money to go to school, I will go to school, and I will go there to apply for a job after graduation! " "If you work like this for a year, can you earn your tuition?" "...No. So I want to take another job in my spare time, such as being a tutor or something." "Tomorrow I will go back to work at the Crimson Bar. I can talk to the boss there and introduce you Go there and be a waiter, what would you like to do?" Pan Yulong nodded and said softly, "Thank you!" After a while, he asked, "Can you dance forever?" "Dancing is my life. Anyone who loves dancing will say so. Dancing allows me to release my passion and fantasy." "What are you fantasizing about?" "I fantasize... that everything in the world is beautiful and real. Friendship, love, honor and achievement, everything is real." It was already dark, and Pan Yulong and Tang Doudou returned to the courtyard. They saw the four boys of the "real" dance group sitting on the stairs, looking like they had been waiting for a long time.Seeing Pan Yulong come back with Tang Doudou, Dongdong was the first to stand up: "Doudou, why did you come back? We have been waiting for you for a long time." A Peng looked at Pan Yulong with a bit of hostility. Pan Yulong didn't meet his gaze, and said "I'm going back" to Tang Doudou, walked past them, and went upstairs to his room.He heard the boys eagerly chatting with Tang Doudou at the stairs. Dongdong said: "The Dance Association is going to hold a youth style original dance competition. Modern dance, tap dance, and street dance can all participate. I have a cousin who is typing in the office of the competition organizing committee. She can help us get the regulations of the competition and help us Sign up, the preliminary round will be in Yinhai, and the semi-finals will go to the provincial capital. The champion of the semi-finals will go to Beijing to participate in the national finals. If you can enter the top three in the finals, you can also go to CCTV's Dance World and TVB8 to perform Woolen cloth." Wang Fendou interjected: "If we can get on CCTV, we'll be awesome. We'll definitely pick any bar and nightclub in Yinhai..." Li Xing took the conversation away: "Look at how promising you are, we are all on CCTV, why are you still dancing in Yinhai, you can go directly to Beijing to dance." Dongdong refuted Li Xing and Wang Fou: "Hey! You thought you could become a star on TV last time, and people would ask for your autographs when you walk down the street. Shidouer, please sign me. You are good on TV. Bad..." The boys laughed, and Pan Yulong also smiled. He washed his face with water in the room, and then continued to listen to their conversation while wiping his face. Dongdong said: "... But the key is that there is no money. This is an original competition. To participate in this competition, we must invite experts to choreograph a set of dances for us. There are also compositions and costumes, which have to be recreated. Our costumes Absolutely not, the hair also needs to be styled, and the registration seems to have to send a DV sample tape, you have to hire someone to shoot it, you have to hire a coach...all of these need money." Li Xing said, "At least thirty thousand." Wang Fendou said in surprise, "It won't take that much." "Why can't it be used! How much does it cost to hire someone to choreograph a set of dances? It's expensive now, and it may be more than 30,000. Think about the clothes, Li Jia and the others bought the set in Shenzhen last time, just a top It's only one thousand and five, and how much do you think it would cost to have a better hairstyle..." Dongdong rushed to say: "You are 'making', and it will be more expensive if you want to 'design'." Tang Doudou said, "But where did the money come from?" Wang Fendou was a little discouraged: "Forget it, I think it's better to forget it, where can I get so much money, and I will sign up soon, and I don't have time to save." Dongdong said: "Li Xing, can you discuss with your father..." "My dad doesn't have any money. My dad gambles every day and asks me for money!" ... It was getting dark and the street lights were on.The boys had all gone, and the yard became quiet again. Pan Yulong heard the moving piano sound coming from Tang Doudou's house again, it was still the piece of music called "Truth".The originally sad melody suddenly became warm and peaceful at this moment. Pan Yulong sat under the lamp in front of the desk, reading a book and taking notes.The beautiful music calms him down physically and mentally. The next day, Pan Yulong returned to the small courtyard after get off work. When he went upstairs, he saw Dongdong bringing a man in his thirties dressed as a businessman, directing several porters, and carrying the piano at Tang Doudou's house. , carefully walked down the narrow stairs.Pan Yulong stepped sideways to let them pass, suddenly realized something, and hurried upstairs. Before the door of Tang Doudou's house was closed, Pan Yulong walked in and saw Tang Doudou sitting on his bed, hugging his knees in silence.Pan Yulong stood at the door of the bedroom and asked, "Why did they take the piano away?" Tang Doudou didn't look up, and was silent for a while before saying, "I sold it." "...Isn't that what your mother left you? Why did you sell it?" Tang Doudou raised his head, but did not answer.She looked at Pan Yulong's face and asked back, "Do you still want to work at the Crimson Bar? I've already talked to the boss." That night, Pan Yulong came to the Crimson Bar, changed into a suit of waiter clothes, and delivered drinks to the guests.The "real" tapping on the stage was full of passion, and the applause from the audience was still warm. Pan Yulong was also enjoying the performance on the stage as he shuttled through the busy spaces.His eyes turned to the center of the stage, where Tang Doudou's fiery red dress fluttered lightly.Perhaps only he can see that there is still a hint of sadness on that face set off by the gorgeous dance steps. Early the next morning, Pan Yulong rushed to Jinyuan Hotel again. With a sound of "wow", he shook off the bed sheets, and nervously repeated the actions of housekeeping as before. The bathroom was also cleaned quickly. Pan Yulong walked to the bedside table and picked up the phone: "No. 712 is cleaned." After hanging up the phone, he took the 10 yuan tip from the bedside table with his already skilled movements. He pushed his work cart to another guest room. He found that the door of this room was ajar, and there was a woman's scream in a low voice. Pan Yulong hurriedly stopped the car and went in to have a look. He saw a bald man in his fifties hugging a young woman in the bathroom and forcibly making out.Reluctantly, the young woman struggled to dodge and broke a wall lamp in the bathroom while tugging. Pan Yulong stood at the door of the bathroom with a straight face, and shouted loudly: "Sir, do you want to clean the room?" The bald man was startled, and raised his head in a panic. Seeing the waiter at the door glaring at each other, he couldn't help but let go of his hands. Pan Yulong raised his voice and asked again seriously: "Miss, do you need help?" The young woman who was also stunned came to her senses, blushed and pushed the bald man away, and rushed out from Pan Yulong's side.The bald man looked at Pan Yulong in embarrassment and annoyance. He also avoided Pan Yulong's body, picked up a suitcase in the room, and walked out of the guest room.But Pan Yulong stopped him with his voice: "I'm sorry sir, you broke a wall lamp just now, and you need compensation." The bald man froze for a moment, had no choice but to put down the suitcase, and took out the money with an unhappy face: "How much?" Pan Yulong still had a straight face: "I'm sorry, I can't collect money here, please follow me to the checkout office, you have to pay there." The bald man was stunned for a moment, watching Pan Yulong helplessly close the door, and then followed him towards the elevator. When he got off work, a foreman who hurried over stopped Pan Yulong. "Pan Yulong, manager Tan from the room department asked you to go." When he came to the guest room department, Pan Yulong knocked on the door, but there was a lot of noise inside the door, but no one answered, so he simply pushed the door open and walked in. The office of the housekeeping department is very busy at this time.The manager of the room department had just finished a phone call. When he saw Pan Yulong coming in, he immediately asked, "What's the matter with you? The guest in room 718 complained that you asked for a tip. You've only been here for a few days!" Pan Yulong was taken aback: "I ask for a tip?" The manager asked Pan Yulong to sit down and said: "The customer complained to the general manager, saying that you forced the customer to tip, saying that as long as the tip is given, the matter of breaking the wall lamp can be private, and he can't let him pay. But the customer still took the initiative. I’m sorry, and I’m suing you! Pan Yulong, you’ve only been here for a few days, how dare you be so courageous!” Pan Yulong was a little annoyed, and his mouth was in a mess: "That's not the case! That's the guest... He hit the wall lamp to try to escape..." The manager stretched out a palm, indicating to Pan Yulong that there is no need to say any more. Maybe he had expected that Pan Yulong would make a defense, so he interrupted immediately: "As long as there is a complaint from a customer, no one will admit it. But we can't help it. We can only trust the customer, do you think we should trust the customer or should we trust you? Besides, why should the customer wrong you!" Pan Yulong explained: "I saw that he was going to bully a woman, so what about him..." Before the manager could speak, a female supervisor next to him who was busy handing out bonuses interrupted Pan Yulong: "It's hard to explain, people have complained to the general manager, and now the general manager wants our housekeeping department to put forward suggestions on how to deal with it, you Tell me how we mentioned it. I think you should stop explaining, go back and write an inspection, and get to know this matter well.” The manager went on to say: "You, you should have a good attitude first, as long as you have a good attitude, even if this matter is true... I don't care whether your matter is true or not, I will It depends on your attitude. If you correct your attitude, you may be fined some money in the end. I think you can keep your job. If you resist, we can't explain it to you, so we have to fire you. Where to go, ah, you can figure it out yourself." Pan Yulong was too angry to speak. The female supervisor distributed bonuses to several employees and showed a stack of forms to the manager.The manager flipped through two pages and found that Pan Yulong was still standing there. He raised his head and waved his hand, saying, "You can go, go back and think about it." Pan Yulong didn't move, but was shaking with anger. The manager said again: "You can go." Pan Yulong turned around and left. The strap of the satchel accidentally hung on the corner of the table and was snapped off by the corner of the table. A chair next to him also fell on his back with a loud noise.Pan Yulong was stunned for a moment holding the backpack, feeling that he couldn't explain it, so he simply turned around and went out, and the door was closed heavily behind him. In the evening, Pan Yulong still came to the Crimson Bar.The bar is still in the shadows, full of people, hot and noisy. Pan Yulong shuttled back and forth in this sea of ​​grotesques, dizzy from being too busy.The music on stage is strong and shocking. Under the spotlight, the boys and girls of the "Real" group danced vigorously. Pan Yulong squeezed to a small table with difficulty. Just as he was serving drinks to the guests, a person who looked like a foreman came over and pointed at him. Pan Yulong nodded and ran away. He ran to the toilet and saw the ground was filthy, and a waiter was helping a drunken vomiting guest to leave.Pan Yulong frowned from the smoke, so he got a mop to clean it up. After cleaning, an employee ran over and shouted into Pan Yulong's ear. Pan Yulong immediately nodded and followed him to the backyard.Pan Yulong squeezed out the back door of the bar, and the loud music was blocked inside. He looked up from the deep sea and took a breath of fresh air. He ran to the door of the warehouse like a big crab.Just as he put down the beer box and took a breath, his eyes fell on an IC telephone set on the wall. It was very quiet outside the warehouse in the backyard, and the noise in the bar could hardly be heard.Pan Yulong dialed his father's phone number, "...Dad, they will take care of my sister and brother-in-law's affairs. My mother's illness needs to be treated as soon as possible. If you don't have money, everyone should find a way...I'm calling again at night. A job, I will send the money back when the bill is settled at the end of the month, can my sister also pay a little?...I know, I know I am a son..." Pan Yulong squeezed the receiver of the phone, his head and his voice sank. Pan Yulong moved a case of beer to the side of the bar, and just as he straightened up, the bar attendant handed him another fruit plate and pointed to the table over there. The tap dance performance on the stage was over, and a singer was replaced with a gentle chant, and the guests in the audience became much quieter, and their excitement calmed down and they drank separately.Pan Yulong went to deliver the fruit plate to the guests, and when he turned around, he inadvertently looked back, and saw Lao Wang and Tang Doudou talking in a low voice in a dark corner.Lao Wang seemed to be asking something, but Tang Doudou nodded and shook his head.Pan Yulong walked towards the bar with the recovered empty wine bottle, looking back at the corner as he walked. The bar finally closed, and the neon lights on the door face went out.Pan Yulong and Tang Doudou, who had changed their clothes, came out tiredly and walked to the deserted street together. A Peng rolled out his motorcycle from the backyard of the bar. Just as he was about to greet Tang Doudou to get on the car, he saw Tang Doudou and Pan Yulong walking across the road.Ah Peng hesitated to cry out, watching the backs of the two disappear at the intersection as if lost. In the dead of night on the street, Pan Yulong broke the silence and asked: "Who is that person who has been looking for you? I see him today... what did he talk to you about?" "Ah, he said that he was engaged in research on the old city. Our stone street has a history of more than two hundred years. He asked when our family moved here and what my parents' names were." Pan Yulong said "Oh", "Oh" was a little absent-minded. Tang Doudou seemed to feel something, turned around, and saw Pan Yulong's full of thoughts. "Are you tired?" Pan Yulong hurriedly replied, "Ah? No." "You must be tired. You have to go to work all day and stay up so late at night. Go back and go to bed early." "I'm going back... I have to stay up all night to write the inspection." "Write the check, who to write the check to? What mistake did you make?" "I didn't make any mistakes." "I didn't make any mistakes, so why write an inspection?" Pan Yulong walked up the stairs: "It's my fault." Tang Doudou didn't keep up. Standing at the stairs, she noticed that a strap on the backpack behind Pan Yulong had been torn off at some point. The next day, the sun was high and the birds were chirping outside.Tang Doudou lazily got up from the bed, first came to Pan Yulong's door, pushed it and found that the door was locked, she glanced sleepily at her watch, startled.She hurriedly washed her face, hurried out of the house, and went straight to the nearby shopping mall. In front of the mobile phone counter, there are a variety of mobile phones.Tang Doudou bent down to search all the way, and quickly identified a mobile phone. She pointed to it and said, "I want this!" It was a mobile phone with a camera, and the shell was dark red and bright. She came to the luggage counter again and looked up at a row of men's backpacks hanging on the wall. The salesperson enthusiastically accompanied him: "This is made of cowhide, and the quality is good... This one is also very good, and this color is very popular recently... This one is suitable for a laptop... Who are you buying it for? What is it for?" Contrary to the resoluteness of buying a mobile phone, Tang Doudou carefully selected each backpack, and after repeated comparisons, he finally chose a stylish and practical dark backpack. Tang Doudou walked out of the shopping mall, stood by the side of the street, and made a call on the newly bought mobile phone: "...Okay, see you again, Peng. Hey, do you remember this number?" After hanging up on A Peng, Tang Doudou dialed another number: "Dongdong... yes, I just bought it... yes, this is the number!" She was excitedly talking on her mobile phone while walking towards the nearby bus stop.She got off the car in front of the Golden Garden Hotel, and walked in hastily. Tang Doudou stopped a chef in the corridor and asked him about it."Which department is he in?" asked the chef in dirty overalls loudly. "Looks like housekeeping." "Oh, housekeeping is over there!" Tang Doudou walked in the direction of the kitchen finger, passing the staff bathroom and the entrance of the staff canteen.From time to time, three or five employees can be seen hiding in the corner, smoking and chatting, and occasionally there are people making loud noises and running past behind.Tang Doudou looked around along this corridor and heard Pan Yulong's excited voice when she passed a room. She turned around and looked up, and saw a sign hanging on the door of that room. It really said that there are three people from the housekeeping department. Character. There has been a dispute between the room manager and Pan Yulong.The manager patted an inspection form on the table angrily, and said in a distraught voice, "This is your inspection? Did you write the inspection like this? Did you write the inspection like this?" Pan Yulong's face turned red, and he tried his best to restrain his emotions: "I can only check my bad attitude. Of course I can't admit what I didn't do!" A female executive next to her came up and interjected: "What I told you about Pan Yulong yesterday, why do customers need to frame you? You don't get paid for framing your customers. Waiters usually don't admit to complaints from customers. We all understand this. Isn’t the problem now that the general manager is investigating this matter? We have to have an explanation with the higher-ups.” Pan Yulong contradicted: "Then I didn't do anything, what did I say! I didn't ask him for money, what did I say!" The room manager slowed down his tone and said slowly: "Didn't I tell you everything yesterday, huh? Didn't I explain everything to you, let's not tell the truth about this matter... Ah, even if it is false Yes, the customer made a mistake, but now this matter has been complained to the general manager, so let’s not explain it, okay. You admit it, we will fine you some money, and we have an explanation to the above, this It's over." "I admit what I did, how can I admit what I didn't do!" "Why are you so stubborn, young man? Didn't I make it clear to you?" "You guys have made it clear but I can't. Why should I let him wrong me so much!" Both the female supervisor and the manager rushed to say, "You..." The female supervisor condescended and asked the manager to continue the work of persuasion. The manager said earnestly: "...You are not wronged, who can prove that you are wronged now?..." The female supervisor echoed: "Really!" The door was pushed open with a bang, and Tang Doudou stood at the door with his head held high, staring and saying, "I prove it!" All three people in the room were stunned. Tang Doudou said loudly: "Why do you force him to admit that you wronged him together!" The manager came back to his senses: "Who are you, who wronged him?" Tang Doudou said to the manager: "You!" The female supervisor next to him was about to answer the call, but Tang Doudou yelled again: "And you!" The female supervisor was stunned. The manager said seriously, "Who are you, and where are you from?" "I'm his sister!" "His sister..." The manager suddenly remembered something, and turned to Pan Yulong: "Didn't you say that you were alone in Yinhai? Why did you have another sister?" Pan Yulong was tongue-tied and didn't know how to explain. Tang Doudou snatched up, "Then I'm his girlfriend, okay?" Pan Yulong was taken aback. The manager put on a straight face: "We are a hotel here, we are working, what are you doing here?" Then he turned his head and said seriously to Pan Yulong: "Why did you bring your girlfriend here?还想不想干了！” 潘玉龙还未开口解释，汤豆豆已经一把拉着他向屋外走去：“他不干了，他辞职了！” 屋门“咣”的一声被狠狠摔上，剩下经理与女主管呆若木鸡。 夕阳金黄色的阳光，洒满城市中心广场。几个溜旱冰的孩子在远处笑闹追逐，天上挂着几只美丽的风筝，长长的飘带猎猎而动。 潘玉龙和汤豆豆并排坐在广场花坛的边沿，望着满地的阳光。潘玉龙仍然愁眉不展，汤豆豆则面含微笑，把刚买的新背包放到了潘玉龙的腿上。 潘玉龙惊诧地看着这只背包。 汤豆豆平静地说：“这个包是学生背的，去上学吧。” 汤豆豆帮潘玉龙把包打开，把里面的功能一一展示出来：“这里可以装书，这儿是转笔的，这里面，可以装字典……” 潘玉龙的目光，则落到包内放着的两捆厚厚的钱上。他似乎明白了什么，“哪来的钱？” 汤豆豆移开目光，去看远处。 潘玉龙自语道：“噢，是卖钢琴的钱。” “我可不是为了你，我是为了我们要参加的比赛，帮我卖琴的那个老刘，答应安排我们参赛。” 潘玉龙把目光转了过来，看着汤豆豆眼睑上长长的睫毛。 他们回家时天色已晚。一进家门，汤豆豆戴上护腕，在她家的外屋自己数数练着拉力器。潘玉龙环视着屋子，目光在钢琴被搬走后略显空旷的角落停顿下来。 “你妈妈留下来的钢琴……卖了不可惜吗？” 汤豆豆松了拉力器，说：“反正我也不想弹了。弹琴必须从小学的，而且中间不能断，我都断了那么久，再学再练也练不成最好的了……” 汤豆豆继续拉下去，她使劲数完了最后一个数字，喘着气把拉力器放了下来。她走到录音机前，把《真实》的磁带放了进去。 《真实》的乐曲响了起来，汤豆豆接着说道：“可跳舞就不一样了，也许再过十年，我就可以成为中国弗莱利了！” “弗莱利是谁？” “世界踢踏舞王呀。大河之舞和王者之舞都是他创造出来的！” 潘玉龙点了点头，用欣赏的微笑表达鼓励，“祝你梦想成真！” 潘玉龙说完，默默地向门口走去。汤豆豆在身后把他叫住： “嘿，你要去哪儿？” 潘玉龙在门口停下，回头说道：“去找工作。” 汤豆豆用目光命令潘玉龙，说：“拿上书包！” 潘玉龙看了一眼门边桌上那只新买的背包。他知道那两万块钱还原封未动地放在包里。 汤豆豆又重复了一句：“拿上你的书包，上学去！” 潘玉龙抬起头来，目视着汤豆豆，耳朵却似乎在倾听着屋里的音乐。他说：“我喜欢这个曲子。也喜欢它的名字。我和你母亲一样，我喜欢真实的东西。”他停顿了一下，用平静的声音把话说完：“我会去上学的，但我需要自己奋斗，我需要这样一个真实的过程。” 潘玉龙走了，汤豆豆看着他的背影，露出敬佩的目光。