Xiangjiang belongs to the subtropical monsoon climate, the beginning of December is the time when it is neither hot nor cold, today is cloudy, the temperature is minus 25 degrees Celsius, Lu Ze began to take off his clothes after getting off the plane.

Lu Ze had made preparations before, there was a down jacket on the outside, and a half-sleeved sleeve on the inside, and after putting the coat away, it finally became cooler.

In the boundary of Xiangjiang, after just leaving the airport, Lu Ze actually felt that there was not much change from China, the yellow race accounted for seventy or eighty percent, and people basically did not use Mandarin to communicate, and they all spoke Cantonese.

Except for the various plaques with traditional characters standing on the side of the street, there is no difference between this place and the mainland Guangdong, and there is no sense of incompatibility.

Lu Ze had already communicated with Director Song Qingmin before, he said that he would send a car to pick him up, and soon, Lu Ze saw someone holding a sign with the word "Lu Ze" at the airport gate.

There are a lot of mainlanders who come to Xiangjiang to play now, in order to avoid trouble, Lu Ze still didn't take off his sunglasses, but to tell the truth, Lu Ze's fame in Xiangjiang is really not big, and not many people know about the new actor of the Golden Rooster Award in Xiangjiang.

In the eyes of Xiangjiang people, the best thing in China is the Xiangjiang Academy Awards, not the Golden Rooster Awards, which is not that Xiangjiang people look down on the mainland, but the pride of Xiangjiang, which is known as the "Oriental Hollywood".

This is a matter of belonging, everyone thinks that their hometown is good, so let's not talk about it for the time being, it's just that Lu Ze came to this warm realm from the cold demon capital, and he really felt a little uncomfortable, and his forehead soon became sweaty.

"Is it Lu Sheng? Song Sheng asked me to pick you up. ”

Although the person who came to pick up Lu Ze spoke Mandarin, the taste of Cantonese was very strong, and Lu Ze could understand it because in the systematic course, he had listened to Jia Helong speak Cantonese for several years, and now Lu Ze can also speak it fluently, but the accent is not very authentic.

"You can speak Cantonese, I can understand it. ”

Seeing that he was struggling to speak and his tongue was about to be knotted, Lu Ze didn't let him speak Mandarin anymore, leaving Wang Zixuan alone, she really couldn't understand.

"Lu Sheng, you can speak Cantonese, but it's great, Song Sheng asked me to take you to the hotel to rest, and Song Sheng will come over to see you in the afternoon, just give me the luggage." ”

Lu Ze didn't refuse, and got into the car with Wang Zixuan, who didn't know what the two were talking about, and on the way to the car, because Xiangjiang's cars were all right-hand drives, Lu Ze and Wang Zixuan were very uncomfortable, and they always felt that they were going to collide with the opposite car.

Flickered to the hotel, Lu Ze took out his ID card and handed it to the front desk, and after getting the room card, he went upstairs and opened his room.

I have to say that the hotel in Xiangjiang is really expensive, the same is a luxury big room, the price is much more expensive than the same level hotel in the magic capital, and you need to pay another tax, basically about 10% of the room price, it is really pitted.

This is the hotel where Lu Ze will live in the future, and the room fee will naturally be reimbursed by the crew, otherwise Lu Ze, who has just bought a house, will indeed have a hard time bearing it.

said that Song Qingmin would only look for him in the afternoon, but in fact, the old Song Da arrived at noon, and Lu Ze was cleaning up the room when he heard someone knocking on the door and saw the old director who was nearly sixty years old again.

"Hey Aze, are you tired of the trip?

"Mo, I'm mo. ”

Song Qingmin habitually greeted Lu Ze in Cantonese after returning to Xiangjiang just now, and he found a slip of the tongue and wanted to change it back, but he returned that Lu Ze also replied in Cantonese, and was stunned for a moment before laughing.

"Okay, clean up, I made an appointment with a few big guys and invited you to afternoon tea. ”

"Okay. ”

Lu Ze knows this kind of thing, and when he comes to Xiangjiang, he naturally has to go to worship the head snake, that is, the investors of this movie, and he has no pressure in his heart, after all, this is the land of China, and they are all Chinese, and he also understands that the gangsters he wants to see are estimated to be unclean before they return, but now there is no underworld in China.

agreed, and glanced at Song Qingmin's dress, which was actually quite casual, jeans, T-shirt, plus a small vest, and a pair of mountaineering brand sneakers on his feet.

It is estimated that this party will not be too formal, otherwise Director Song would not dare to dress like this, Lu Ze looked at himself again, it was almost the same, they were all sports, so he brought a hat, and told Wang Zixuan in the next room that she could move freely, and he followed Song Qingmin out of the hotel.

Song Qingmin's car is a Mercedes-Benz, and there is no driver, he drove it himself, after Lu Ze got into the co-pilot, he began to chat with Song Qingmin, for an old director in Xiangjiang, there is no harm in Lu Ze having a good relationship with him, not to mention that he has to film under him.

The two talked happily along the way, Song Qingmin was telling Lu Ze about the customs and customs here all the way, and pointed to a certain street on the side of the road, what movies had been made in a certain store.

After all, Hong Kong is really not big, filming is either in Zhao's Cinema or filming on the street, there is no other choice, Lu Ze also listens to it with relish, and it is indeed very interesting to listen to these behind-the-scenes stories.

Until the vehicle drove to the door of a tea stall in Wan Chai, Song Qingmin pulled the handbrake and turned off the engine, Lu Zeyi was a little dumbfounded, no wonder Director Song wore it so casually, this store called "Xihe Tea Stall" is very small, and the door is only the size of the entrance door of an ordinary house.

And it looks very old, the door is painted with red paint, and the couplets that have been whitened are pasted on the left and right, with a strong Hong Kong-style style, and I stretched out my head to look at the store, which is also very simple, there are round tables on it, and there are many old people drinking tea and chatting in it, just like an ordinary fly restaurant.

"Let's go, Aze, let's go in. ”

"Roar. ”

Song Qingmin hung the car key on his finger, opened the door, and walked in with Lu Ze, it seems that he also comes to this store often, and he warmly greeted the old man sitting in front of the counter when he entered the door.

"Uncle Ya! Old look, bring a young man to show you, Aze, from the mainland, Aze, this is Uncle Ya. ”

"Uncle Ya. ”

The old man looked like he should be seventy or eighty years old, his hair was already completely white, and he was a little Mediterranean, sitting on the Taishi chair and fanning his fan, and when he saw Lu Ze greeting him politely, he also replied enthusiastically.

"Okay, what club do young people go to every day, no young people come to me to drink tea, not bad, are you with Xiao Jiaye? They are in the private room, ah, hey Amin, are they still the same?"

The old man complained, expressing his dissatisfaction with the young people now, he looked quite kind, Lu Ze did not dislike this small shop, after all, he turned out to be a fly restaurant and had to settle accounts, for fear of spending too much on the goods, when he came to this kind of small shop, he inexplicably gave rise to a sense of intimacy.

"Of course, I'm going to find Uncle Ya, Xiao Jia. ”

It seems that the old Xiangjiang people are so casual, maybe because they were once under British jurisdiction, they are a little Westernized in their thinking, but the taste of respecting their elders and respecting teachers is still so strong, and they can't leave their roots, and they are still Chinese.

Walking to the innermost part of the store, it was said that it was a private room, it was a hut, there was no door, it was covered by a curtain, Song Qingmin stood at the door and said hello inside, and when he heard the permission of the people inside, he opened the curtain and took Lu Ze in.

There were three old men in the room, drinking tea and eating pastries, looking very carefree, and no one could think that they were big guys as they wore undershirts and white hurdle vests inside.

But they really are.

It seems that the younger generation of entrepreneurs pay more attention to the occasions they meet, and they go to some high-end places, but these old entrepreneurs, or the big brothers in the old society, like to be happy in this kind of fly restaurant.

Lu Ze glanced at the three of them, not like in the movie, even if they are old, they look evil, and the other two look like ordinary old people, with kind eyebrows and smiles, except for the old man sitting in the first seat.

This old man has long shoulders and a round waist, a horizontal face, and his muscles are loose when he is old, and he looks like a sand pimple, he glanced at Lu Ze with a sideways eye, did not speak, and took a sip of tea.

The other two old men Lu Ze didn't know, but even if he didn't know the old man in the first seat, he could see at a glance who he was, he looked too similar to Jia Helong, just like carved out of a mold, except that the face shape and nose were not quite the same, the others were copies of Jia Helong.

He is the only eldest son who is still alive among the dozen children of Jia Helong, Jia Changwei.

Lu Ze also knew about him, he was not born to any of Jia Helong's four aunts, his biological mother was ...... Liang Yushu.

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