Chapter 183: Chengdu
As soon as he got the phone, Fang Jing sent it to Xu Shi, recently he was worried that there was no good costume master, the background of Lao Jiumen was in the Republic of China, and the costumes and props should not only be beautiful, but also conform to the characteristics of the times, which made Xu Shi sad, and he couldn't meet the requirements even if he looked for a few, and he called Fang Jing yesterday to cry, so that he could pay attention to it.
Zhuxian's costume design is good, but you can try to get a few sets of samples of the Republic of China to come out and see, if you can, it's decided.
chatted with the assistant director for an hour, Fang Jing wandered around after the crew ate a boxed lunch, asked about anything, and helped him to help, until everyone finished work together in the evening.
At night, the scenery and the town are charming, the streets are brightly lit, and the tourists come and go in groups of three laughing and laughing, some taking pictures along the way, and some eating barbecue on the roadside.
Fang Jing lowered his hat and walked down the street, no one paid attention to him, followed by Wu Jiajia, a foodie, who wanted to eat everything he saw and buy any gadgets he saw.
"Ten yuan and ten yuan, everything is ten yuan, ten yuan can't be bought, ten yuan can't be bought, and ten yuan can't be fooled. ”
"Cut cakes, delicious and cheap cut cakes, don't miss them when you pass by!"
"A century-old shop, secret roast duck!"
"Oh, wait, let's buy some cut cakes!" Wu Jiajia turned around and walked towards a thin middle-aged man's stall, so frightened that Fang Jing grabbed her ponytail.
"Come back! What are the conditions at home, dare to eat and cut cakes? Don't do too much, just watch the meeting. ”
In the past, Fang Jing had seen a joke about cutting cakes on the Internet, claiming to be a knife to cry, two knives to Brother Pony's heartbreak, and three knives to Jack Ma's bankruptcy.
"It's okay, I'll buy a little bit. Wu Jiajia pouted, her eyes staring at the stall motionless, and she couldn't move away at all.
"Come on, you buy a little bit, and when the time comes, people will shake their hands and give you half a catty, and you won't be able to go without three or five hundred yuan." ”
"Won't it? I don't want to buy more!"
"Hmph!" Fang Jing sneered, this girl was still young, "See his watermelon knife? ”
In addition to cutting cakes and smashing eggs with a hammer on the rivers and lakes? If you guess 500 yuan correctly, there are a lot of people watching that thing.
If you go alone, I'm sorry, you won't be able to leave without a few hundred yuan, if you bring seventeen or eighteen friends to participate together, grab the money and leave, and the boss won't dare to say anything.
"Let me, not only last night's wine shed tears. ”
"Let me, reluctantly, not only your gentleness. ”
"How long is the rest of the road, you hold my hand. ”
"Chengdu, the only one who can't take it away is you. ”
Finally pulled Wu Jiajia away, and when he passed by a bar, Fang Jing heard a song that he hadn't seen for a long time, paused and turned around, and the words "floating" came into view.
Is it a mayfly in the heavens and the earth, a drop in the ocean?
The bar is a little dim, there are more than a dozen people sitting in twos and threes, obviously not doing well, the young man wearing a black and white hat on the stage has slightly longer hair, and his ears are completely covered, like a literary youth in the 80s.
He was holding an antique guitar in his hand and playing it by himself, and the song was also sung by him, it was Zhao Lei, who he hadn't seen for almost a year.
"Separation is always in September"
"Memories are the sorrows of longing"
"Weeping willows in late autumn"
"Kiss me on the forehead"
"In that rainy town"
"I've never forgotten you"
……
Fang Jing found a seat to sit, and Wu Jiajia looked at the people on the stage like other female customers.
"Hey, Hawa is staying!"
"How can there be?" Wu Jiajia, who reacted, touched her chin to know that she was being teased, her head gently approached Fang Jing, and she whispered: "This person's song is so infectious, and when you hear it, you are a person with a story." ”
"It's much better than those sissies who pierce nails and make holes and moan without disease, of course, yours is also good. ”
"You don't need to praise me when you hurt others, I am indeed inferior to him in terms of appeal. ”
Fang Jing knows his shortcomings that although the songs he has sung since his debut are golden, none of them have been written by himself, and the role he plays has always been that of a cover singer.
Zhao Lei is different, his songs are his own stories and life experiences, in which there is deep love, and only he knows how painful it hurts, and no one else has that kind of feeling when they cover it.
This is the difference between an original singer and a regular singer.
"Do you know him?" Listening to Fang Jing's tone, he seemed to be a little familiar with the people on stage, Wu Jiajia asked curiously.
"Friend!"
ordered a bottle of wine and sat down, Fang Jing didn't bother Zhao Lei, just listened to it, and stepped forward after a song.
"Long time no see!"
Zhao Lei raised his head, "Why are you here?"
Fang Jing chuckled: "There is a drama filming here, I just happened to pass by at the door and heard your voice, do you have a drink?" ”
"No, the visitor is a guest, have you ever seen a customer invite the boss to drink?"
"This is your bar?"
"I drove it with a friend. Zhao Lei grinned with a grin, two rows of white teeth in the dim room, and he didn't know that he thought the teeth were floating.
I took seven or eight bottles of wine from the bar, and the two of them sat in the corner and drank one bottle first.
"Last time I said goodbye, you said you were coming to Lijiang, I thought you were joking, but I didn't expect to come. ”
"That's, I've lied to someone. ”
"What's the name of your song?"
"Chengdu!"
"You and Yu Meng didn't make a deal?"
Zhao Lei smiled, "What has not been negotiated? We haven't seen each other for almost a year." ”
I didn't want to say it, Fang Jing didn't ask again, this guy almost had two big words of broken love written on his face, and the blind could see it.
Under the blow of one of the two of them, the wine was soon gone, and Zhao Lei was slightly drunk.
"I didn't expect that you were the crew that has made a lot of fanfare recently, and I knew that I would mention your name to interview for a trick, but it's a pity. ”
"Hahaha! With your shoehorn face, you won't survive three episodes. ”
"Nonsense! Although I am not as handsome as you, my appearance is still very good, and I don't know how many little girls die every day. ”
"Old Xie, bring another dozen!"
Seeing that they still wanted to drink, Wu Jiajia was anxious, and snatched Fang Jing's wine glass, "There is something to do tomorrow, you can't drink anymore." ”
Zhao Lei laughed, "Your assistant is new, right?" Fang Jing has a much better amount of alcohol than you think, don't worry, he won't be able to get drunk even if I drink down." ”
A half-bald middle-aged man came over with wine and said with a smile, "I heard Xiaofang say that you have friends, so I won't introduce you." ”
Zhao Lei pointed to the middle-aged man and said: "Lao Xie, the owner of the bar, also plays music, has rich personal experience, has done everything, I will tell you when I have time, the bar is her daughter-in-law." ”
"Fang Jing!
"What a scene! Hello, hello. ”
"Hello!"
Lao Xie's hands are a little rough, not like playing music at all, but like a farmer.
Many years later, Fang Jing knew from his mouth that Zhao Lei had a rich personal experience.
Sold by human traffickers, a person ran back through the mountains and mountains, once traveled all over the country with a guitar, afraid of following him to suffer, the mother-in-law locked her daughter Xiaofang at home and did not agree to follow him.
On the third night, Xiaofang smashed the lock and came all the way here to find him with dozens of yuan, and the two got married and got a license, and they have been until now.