Chapter 521 Teenage Troubles
The young man stared at Anson quietly. Although Anson always smiled, he was able to capture a touch of sadness in the brightness and splendor.
Is this an illusion?
"What is your dream?" the boy asked.
Anson was stunned, "Ah..." he let out a low sigh, and his memory went back along the long river of time. The memories of his youth in his previous life were so far away that he couldn't remember clearly what actually happened. , which are things arranged by my own memory.
His dream has long been scattered in the long river of time.
“My dream is to be like you.” Anson said——
Even if he is scarred, he still loves life, even if he is in jail, he still moves forward resolutely, even if he falls into the abyss, he still grits his teeth persist in.
The boy didn’t understand.
Anson is only nineteen years old now, almost the same age as him, but why does Anson exude a sense of loss and fragility that has gone through vicissitudes of life, and the power of time falls on his shoulders in a contradictory and complex manner? .
The young man thought for a while, "Do you want to go back to the past?"
"Yes." Anson nodded lightly.
Young man, "What do you miss most about that time?"
Anson did not speak immediately, cleared the fog, dug out the past life memories hidden deep in the corners of his mind, and thought Thinking about it, he couldn't help but smile -
Those pure and simple years, he thought he would miss those happy times, but that was not the case.
"I miss those worries."
"Worried about the unfinished homework, worried about the papers that failed to perform well in the exam, worried about the teacher catching me passing notes in class and asking parents to come to school, worrying about weekend preparations I went out to play with my friends but didn’t know how to tell my parents...”
“I’m worried that the school stage play might go wrong, I’m worried that my parents might find out about playing game consoles secretly, I’m worried that the girl I have a crush on won’t like me... …”
Once, they thought those worries were the scariest and worst things in the world; but when they grow up, they realize that those worries themselves are a kind of happiness.
Words linger in the air, and the sound falls crisply and disappears in the blink of an eye, but the sadness and loss hidden in it are revealed.
The young man couldn't help but hold his breath——
He understood, he understood 100%.
This is the life he wants, he wants to have those teenage worries, he wants to have an ordinary adolescence.
Obviously, Anson is also a person with a story. They all have their own stories, like two parallel lines that intersect at some point.
Anson noticed that the young man's eyes were slightly embarrassed. He did not expect that he would actually speak like this, and those words would come out naturally; but he knew that he saw his former self in the young man.
Sincerely, Anson hopes that teenagers can completely get rid of the shadows and truly live the lives of teenagers, worrying about those trivial worries.
Cough.
Anson cleared his throat and concealed his expression, "Maybe you can become an actor. You can sign up for the stage play in school and try it out."
The boy's eyes lit up, "Really Do you believe I can be an actor?"
Anson raised his eyebrows slightly, "Oh, do you recognize me?"
"Hehe." The boy giggled, "Not just me, my mother also recognized you. Let me tell you a secret, I have watched 'Spider-Man' four times. I have become a superhero like you and shoulder the heavy responsibility of protecting my mother. . ”
Simple words hide too many scars.
It turns out that this is the power of movies -
It is far more than a means of entertainment.
Anson nodded lightly, "If you are willing, you can also challenge an actor and give it a try. This time, I came to Portland just to film a work. The director should start casting auditions in your middle school. If you are interested, I can recommend you to the director.”
"Really!" The young man stared at Anson with wide eyes, full of joy, "Can I really become an actor? And also perform with you?"
Happiness, blowout.
However, it only lasted for half a second, and the young man's face immediately darkened. "No, I can't."
"I, uh, if I become an actor, my existence and my mother's existence will be exposed. I don't want to be found, at least not yet, in Before I have the ability to protect my mother.”
"Next time, maybe there will be a chance next time."
Anson looked at the struggle and hesitation on the young man's face, and his words of persuasion still stayed on his lips after all.
Maybe there are many solutions to the matter, but after all, this is the life of the other party. As bystanders, they can only see the tip of the iceberg and can only give some help within their ability. The final decision and choice is still They need to take the steps themselves.
At least, they have left New York and started a new life, which is a good thing, and the rest can be done step by step.
“This time, we are filming here. You are welcome to come and visit us at any time. You can see if you are interested. Filming is very different from what you imagined.”
"After it's over, you can sign up for the school stage play and challenge yourself. That's Shakespeare. Who doesn't want to challenge Shakespeare!"
In just two sentences, the boy's expression became clear again. .
"Yes, yes, yes, that's it." The young man couldn't help but jump up. Just when he was about to continue speaking, he was interrupted by the sound of the class bell.
The young man showed a sad expression, "Ah, trouble."
"Haha." Anson was immediately amused.
The young man also smiled again and ran towards the classroom while taking steps. After just a few steps, the young man stopped and looked back.
"Anson, I am very happy to see you again."
"Thank you, I want to say, thank you!"
The young man shouted to Anson, smiling broadly, Just as a ray of golden sunlight penetrated the clouds and fell on him, it outlined a golden edge, which was completely different from the haze and gray he met on the streets of New York last time.
"Hey!" Anson called, and the young man stopped as he was about to leave, "We have met twice, but we still haven't introduced ourselves. This is unfair."
"Haha, sorry." The boy scratched his head.
Stop and turn around.
The young man stared at Ansen, and from a distance, he stretched out his right hand generously, held his head high, and shouted loudly.
“Jake-Forest.”
“My name is Jake-Forest, nice to meet you.”
So bright and sunny, this is Jack's original appearance.
Without even more words, Anson's lips were already raised after a self-introduction, and then he followed suit and wrote Jack, stretched out his right hand, and shook hands in the air.
"Wood. Anson Wood."
"Hey, Jack, nice to meet you."
There is a long distance between the two people, ten meters Above, even the dialogue required shouting; but the two right hands completed the handshake in the air, and even high-fived, and a tacit understanding spread quietly.
Then, without stopping any longer, Jack waved and retreated.
"Anson, everything went well with the shooting."
Watching Jack turn and leave, Anson stood still. Finally, the playground became quiet again, and all the students entered the classroom, and all the noise was gone. And the hustle and bustle settled down in an instant.
Anson stared at the direction Jack left.
“I’m really, really happy to meet again.”
(End of this chapter)