Zheng Yishan continued: “At the time, my parents told me to bring Xiaohui with me when I went to study, to try hard to stay in the big city, and not to mention our hometown.”
Xia Xianning nodded. He had previously dealt with some villagers from border villages. People from such places had distinct tribal characteristics and many had mastered ancestral abilities.
If ordinary people who didn’t understand the situation encountered them, they would often feel fear or rejection, which was only natural. So to integrate normally into society, these villagers generally avoided talking about their past.
The Zheng siblings experienced the city’s prosperity for the first time. Zheng Hui, who didn’t get into college, found small jobs near his sister’s school and was accidentally introduced to being an extra, gradually stepping into the entertainment industry.
Later, after Zheng Yishan graduated, she couldn’t find a suitable job and was also brought into the industry by her brother.
Being on TV, having fans, being interviewed by reporters… these things would have been unimaginable to their other relatives, but what seemed glamorous to outsiders could only be truly understood by those inside the circle, who knew their own insignificance and bitterness.
Zheng Yishan sighed: “To be honest, you might look down on me, but Xiaohui and I really wanted to be famous. Our ability to act in movies made many classmates jealous, but they didn’t understand what it was like to be a minor supporting actor, being ordered around on set.”
“Especially when some people around you become famous just because they got a good script or knew some big shot… while you can only watch helplessly. That feeling is unbearable. I admit I was jealous, though I know jealousy is shameful, but I couldn’t control it.”
Luo Yingbai softly said: “That’s human nature. If it were me, I’d feel the same.”
