Qingdao Liuting Airport.

"So coincidentally?" A man in his thirties, but looking old and thin, said to Bai Fumei, who was fair-skinned and beautiful, tall and plump, wearing a long tweed coat.

"yes, that's a coincidence." Bai Fumei looked at the old man and nodded with a polite smile, but a trace of helplessness flashed in her eyes, and her heart said that it was a coincidence, I can meet you wherever I go, you say that it is not a coincidence.

"Do you want to go back to school or home?" The old-faced man pretended to lean in on Bai Fumei casually and asked.

"Go to Xi'an to film." Bai Fumei subconsciously pulled away and said.

"Oh, that's the commercial film you were talking about?" Speaking of the three words of commercial films, the old-faced man's tone revealed imperceptible contempt.

Bai Fumei didn't speak this time, just nodded perfunctorily.This meaning is obvious, obviously I don't want to talk to this man, and those who know each other should get out of here, but the old man didn't.

"Commercial films focus on entertainment rather than reality, they are all filmed to make money, and there is no point at all, where are they like literary films, literary films ....." The old man despised commercial films, and then he was ready to talk at length about the good of literary films with Bai Fumei.

outcome

"I'm sorry, I'm late." Someone suddenly interrupted the old man's words.

"Mr. Joe, you're here." Bai Fumei looked at the handsome young man who appeared beside her, and her mood became better, and she said very happily.

"It's coming, let's wait for a hurry." The handsome guy asked with a smile.

"No, I've just arrived." Bai Fumei shook her head and said.

These two people talked word by word, throwing the old man aside, making the old man very embarrassed.

"Ahem."

I saw him cough dryly twice, a smile appeared on his wrinkled and dry face, and he greeted the handsome guy with a smile: "Hello Mr. Qiao."

The handsome young man seemed to have just seen someone here at this time, and he was very surprised to reach out and shake the old man and said, "Director Zhang, you are also there."

"yes." The old-faced man nodded.

"Director Zhang, where are you going?" The handsome guy asked.

"Don't go anywhere, come and send someone." The old-faced man didn't go anywhere, he came here to meet Bai Fumei by chance, but he couldn't say this, so he could only make up a nonsense and say that he was sending people away, and then asked casually: "What about you, Mr. Qiao?"

"Me, I'm going to Xi'an, just like her, let's go filming." Qiao Feng put his hand on Bai Fumei's shoulder without seeing it, looking very intimate.

The old-faced man surnamed Zhang looked at the hand on Bai Fumei's shoulder, and Bai Fumei's expression that he didn't mind, his face changed a few times and was very ugly, and he smiled forcefully: "Oh, that's it, then I won't bother you, I still have to do later, I'll go first."

"Okay, okay, then let's contact each other often in the future, if there is a film to ask Director Zhang to do photography, Director Zhang should not refuse."

.............

Watching the old-faced man leave, Bai Fumei said teasingly: "People are already directors, or directors of literary films, how can they do photography again, let alone commercial film photography."

The handsome guy is Qiao Feng from Laiyang, Bai Fumei is Gong Li from Gaomi, and the old man is Zhang Yimou, who has just cooperated with Gong Li.

"Hehe, as long as he is still in this system, it is not difficult for him to do photography." Qiao Feng chuckled and said, then looked at Gong Li: "What, he's chasing you, he's chasing you from Gaomi to Qingdao."

"No, it's just a chance encounter." Gong Li's face flushed slightly and said.

"A chance encounter?" Qiao Feng's voice turned a few times, and he pouted in disbelief: "It's strange to believe you, I can tell you, he has a wife and children, don't be fooled."

"What nonsense, who was fooled, I know that he has a wife and children, I have nothing to do with him, he came with him to pretend to meet by chance, but I didn't ask him to come." Listening to Qiao Feng's words, Gong Li stopped doing it and explained his innocence angrily.

Since last year, he cooperated with Zhang Yimou to shoot his first drama as a director, Gong Li found that Zhang Yimou was close to himself openly and secretly, at first he thought it was an exchange between the director and the actor, but later found that in addition to what he said during the filming, what he said at the rest of the time had nothing to do with work, but from time to time he confided in himself the bitterness of family life, voyeurism .

Even after the filming of the movie, when I returned to my hometown, I could meet the director who was supposed to be in the post-production on the street of Jinan, and I was speechless, some time ago, there were places in the post-production that needed dubbing and a few shots to be filled, so it was high density again, and then Zhang Yimou became more and more straightforward, pressing step by step, Gong Li had no feeling for him, and didn't want to get closer to him, but it was not good to say it too bluntly, for fear of hurting people's self-esteem, he kept hiding, but Zhang Yimou thought that Gong Li was shy, and then he definitely had a good impression of himself if he didn't refuse, so he stepped up his offensive even more.

Then the dubbing and refilming were over, Qiao Feng had a scene to shoot in Xi'an, Gong Li directly met with Qiao Feng in the nearest Qingdao (Laiyang and Gaomi are very, very close to Qingdao) and then flew to Xi'an together, but Zhang Yimou also followed him to Qingdao, and ended such a chance encounter with the lame excuse of giving away.

"Look, look, what are you anxious about, I didn't say anything to you, I just reminded you." Qiao Feng breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, Shui Ling Cabbage didn't want to be arched by the pig surnamed Zhang.

"I don't need you to remind me, I won't do anything to destroy other people's families." Gong Li Huoda said.

"What if his family doesn't exist and he gets divorced, will you consider it?" Qiao Feng asked with some curiosity.

"Why do you want to think about it, what does it have to do with me whether he divorces or not, it's not that I can't accept him because he has a family, but I don't like him as a person, you know?" Gong Li said loudly, and when he got to the back, he was about to turn into a roar.

Qiao Feng rubbed his ears that were shocked, and said with a smile: "It's okay for you to be quieter, I didn't say anything, I just asked curiously, you just whispered, why did you quarrel with me.

"Who told you to misunderstand me?" Gong Li's chin was raised, his slender snow-white swan neck was twisted, and a heavy hum came out of his nose.