Feng Xiaogang, who was hit hard by Yi Qing, was not decadent, after all, if nothing else, this little steel cannon had never had a smooth life in the first thirty years, but in the future, he still became one of the three giants in the Chinese film industry, but it was inevitable to drink two more glasses.

Helping Feng Xiaogang to come out of the small restaurant, it was already more than two o'clock in the afternoon, looking at the virtue that Feng Xiaogang drank, Yi Qing knew that if he left it alone now, he would go back directly, and it was estimated that Feng Xiaogang would be able to lie down on the street all the time tomorrow morning.

After asking for a long time, Feng Xiao just explained where he lived, fortunately, it was not far from here, these days, there was not even a taxi on the street, and there were a lot of people riding three-wheeled jobs, but when he thought of squeezing into a small space with a big man, Yi Qing felt awkward and directly gave up the idea of calling a car.

Turning two alleys, and passing another street, it is where Feng Xiaogang lives, and when he looks at the appearance of the building, he knows that it is a product of the early days of liberation.

Feng Xiaogang lives on the third floor, at this point, everyone in the building has gone to work, the corridor is extremely quiet, open the door, help Feng Xiaogang to walk in, and look at the whole room as soon as he raises his eyes, not to mention the bathroom, kitchen, the whole room does not even have a partition, a bed, a desk, a crooked large wardrobe, the food bag is placed on the wall, facing the bed, and there is a TV with a screen that is not much larger than the camera lens.

This is the tube building, Yi Qing has only seen it in TV series before, and it is the first time to be immersive, how shabby.

Throwing Feng Xiaogang on the bed, Yi Qing was also tired and panting, he was in good health, but it was enough to help a large living person walk so far.

"Water!"

Before Yi Qing could catch his breath, Feng Xiaogang called out, not only screaming, but also tossing on the bed.

It's not a TV series, I sleep when I'm drunk, what are you screaming about!

complained in his heart, but he couldn't ignore it, Yi Qing had to get up, and after touching around for a while, he finally found a hot water bottle under the desk, weighed it, it was empty, and pulled out the stopper.

Ooh~~~~~~~

The smell of mold almost choked Yi Qing to the point of exhaustion.

What a life this man is living!

Yi Qing is also a bachelor, in this life, in the previous life, but his self-care ability is at least one light year stronger than Feng Xiaogang, washing clothes and cooking is the most basic, usually the home is always well organized by him, people who are not familiar with it will definitely not believe that it will be a single man's home.

"I owe you!"

Yi Qing muttered a sentence and went out, when he was at the door just now, he saw a gas stove next to the door, with a kettle on it, and the corridor of the tube building was basically a public place, and each household did not have an independent kitchen, so cooking could only be placed in the corridor.

carried the kettle into the water room at the end of the corridor, fetched a pot of water, and sat on the gas stove, fortunately, the gas tank was not empty, otherwise, Yi Qing could only take cold water to fill Feng Xiaogang.

The water boiled, cooled, and more than twenty minutes passed.

When Yi Qing came in with water, Feng Xiaogang's side was almost relieved, and when he saw Yi Qing, he immediately felt embarrassed and wanted to get up, but he just stood up and planted it heavily, he really drank too much, and now his head doesn't look like his own.

"Aoko! ”

Yi Qing stepped forward, helped Feng Xiaogang to get up, leaned on the head of the bed, and handed the water over, if he really let him feed it, he really couldn't do it, two big men, if it was so delicate, it would be too greasy.

After drinking a glass of water, Feng Xiaogang felt that he was finally alive again.

"It's all right!"

Feng Xiaogang nodded, rubbed his head, let out a long breath, and suddenly smiled: "I haven't drunk so much for a long time!"

As a person in the circle, Feng Xiaogang didn't say that he was running in the wine vat all day, but the dinner must be indispensable, especially after following Wang Shuo and Ye Jing and them, they drank a lot of wine for three days, but Feng Xiaogang really didn't feel happy when he drank the wine.

Maybe Wang Shuo and the others didn't mean it, but they always had to tie a raft with him, as if only in this way could they reflect the superiority of their big courtyard disciples.

Yi Qing also knew what was going on with Feng Xiaogang's sudden sigh for no reason: "Okay! Just know it yourself, don't be too embarrassed, what, if you're okay, I'll leave first, the crew can't ask for leave." ”

The leave system of the Red Mansion crew is comparable to that of the army, that is, this weekend, otherwise, Yi Qing would not have a door if he wanted to come out.

Feng Xiaogang heard that Yi Qing was leaving, and struggled to get up again.

"Lie down. Yi Qing hurriedly went over and pressed Feng Xiaogang down.

Feng Xiaogang looked at Yi Qing and suddenly said, "Qingzi!

Yi Qing smiled: "What do you say!"

Feng Xiaogang was stunned, and then laughed: "Forget it, of course forget it, the wine table has been smashed, can you not count it as a buddy!"

"That's right, Brother Xiaogang, since it's a buddy, I advise you, stay steadfast, isn't there such a saying, it's gold that always shines, and the days are still long, what will happen in the future, who can say now!"

Feng Xiaogang smiled bitterly when he heard this: "Gold, what kind of gold am I, when I shine, I don't know what life it is, but you, Qingzi, your future is limitless, you have to become famous as soon as possible, this first step has been taken, in the future, in this circle, it is not up to you to toss, when the time comes, don't forget my brother!"

If someone else said this, Yi Qing would definitely feel that this person was unproductive, but as soon as Feng Xiaogang said it, he felt a dull feeling in his heart, Feng Xiaogang has been really depressed for too long, he is talented, but no one takes a fancy to him, and he wants to get a chance, but in the eyes of others, he is a clown.

In all fairness, if the same experience is placed on Yi Qing's body, I am afraid it will not be much better than Feng Xiaogang.

"That's okay, since you've said everything you have said about this, I'll also leave you a sentence, whatever you want to do in the future, I will support you, this promise will never expire!"

Feng Xiaogang was really stunned at this moment, and when he came back to his senses, Yi Qing had already left, looking at the closed aspect, his expression suddenly became a little complicated, and there was a long sigh for a long time, accompanied by two lines of tears sliding down his emaciated cheeks.

This can be regarded as a normal reaction to being aggrieved for too long and rarely releasing emotions.

People who don't know him always think how awesome it is for him to play with Wang Shuo, Ye Jing and others, but who can know the bitterness in his heart, those masters, who really regards him as a buddy?

For example, Wang Shuo often ridiculed Feng Xiaogang for being a second artillery, and people who don't understand really think that he is also a disciple of the big yard, but Feng Xiaogang still doesn't know about his own family, his father is from the second bulb factory, which is not a sarcastic person.

There is also Ye Jing, this buddy is considered to be on the periphery of the entertainment industry, and later changed Wang Shuo's novel "Playing is the Heartbeat", I had to get a character Feng Pants in it, and I also ingeniously found a person who is particularly like Feng Xiaogang to play, this can't be regarded as a mapping, and telling everyone one by one that Lao Tzu is going to make fun of Feng Xiaogang.

He is a great director in the eyes of your ignorant people, and in the eyes of Lao Tzu, he is a fart.

But just playing with these people who never take him seriously, Feng Xiaogang has been playing for several years, Ren sarcasm, Ren sarcasm, let people smoke big mouths, and low eyebrows and pretend to be grandsons, for what?

It's not just that he expects someone to lead him into the industry.

Thinking about Wang Shuo, Ye Jing, these royal children, and then looking at Yi Qing, Feng Xiaogang dragged the quilt, covered his head, and the room was full of whimpering.