"Xiao Ke, where do you live?"

Anyway, it was the first day, Zhu Zuopeng didn't want to explain what Meng Ke meant, and after handing the photo to Juanzi for safekeeping, he asked Meng Ke, it's half past nine now, and he will go to the venue tomorrow, and at this time, everyone will go back to their respective homes to wash and sleep.

"Front, convivial hotel. ”

Meng Ke pointed to the intersection in front of him, it was dark in front, there were almost no people in the north at this time in winter, even if it was the imperial capital, and the traffic on the road was pitiful.

"There's a hotel over there?"

Zhu Zuopeng sighed with some curiosity.

But the driver had already understood, turned left at the intersection and heard what looked like a small restaurant in front of the door.

A few of the staff inside were eating, and if Meng Ke hadn't pointed it out, it would probably have been thought to be a homestay, and it was a very informal and shabby homestay.

Hotel?

I can't get along at all.

Glancing outside, Zhu Zuopeng asked uncertainly, "Xiao Ke, do you live here?"

"That's right. ”

Meng Ke got out of the car, "Do you want to go in and sit down? You can also discuss the script in the evening, I also brought beef jerky from Qingcheng, you can eat some by the way?"

Juanzi and Peng Jinhui didn't speak, and after the two of them said that Meng Ke was looking for a natural beauty without makeup in the afternoon, they felt that Meng Ke was an arrogant guy, polite on the surface, but alienated in action.

Meng Ke didn't bother to deal with them, but he was a small drama and assistant director, to put it bluntly, he was the secretary of the crew, and he was the producer, the one who paid for it, and he just told him to do it.

They don't give themselves a good face, and he still puts a hot face on it?

Think too much.

So in this sentence, Meng Ke only asked Zhu Zuopeng.

"Okay,"

Zhu Zuopeng also got out of the car and turned to Juanzi and Peng Jinhui and said, "You guys go back first, I'll sit here for a while, and the two of us will go directly to the venue tomorrow morning, it's been hard for the past two days." ”

"It's not hard. ”

"Director Zhu, then you can talk.

Juanzi and Peng Jinhui spoke one after another, and they couldn't see the attitude of ignoring Meng Ke just now.

"Xiao Ke. ”

Zhu Zuopeng patted Meng Ke's shoulder.

Meng Ke didn't bother to talk to them, and walked directly in front.

"I didn't expect you to live in a place like this. ”

Walking into the hotel, Meng Ke took Zhu Zuopeng to the second floor of the basement, and on the stairs, Zhu Zuopeng spoke.

"What's wrong? Isn't this kind of place very common in the imperial capital?"

He came in a hurry today, and he was carrying a computer on his back, so he found the closest place to the film school, and after shopping around, this was the best choice, and he went to the venue after putting down his luggage.

Without stopping, Meng Ke half-turned around and asked Zhu Zuopeng.

Although it is said that he has never been to the imperial capital of the current world, the original owner has also come here for a while.

It can be said that today's imperial capital is no different from the imperial capital in the past, people are running here, the entire imperial capital is every inch of land, and a good hotel costs more than 300 yuan a night.

If you want to use more than 100 to live in a hotel, it can only be this kind of windowless or basement, but now it's winter, and the basement is much better, if it's in the summer, how many people can't live in the basement.

Even if some people live on the ground, because some unscrupulous businesses or property owners continue to cover it, the light is insufficient, the water vapor cannot evaporate, and there are more humid environments where they can't see the sun for a long time and their clothes can become moldy.

"You kid, you've grown up. ”

Zhu Zuopeng jumped up and hugged Meng Ke's neck, "Now I know how to save money." ”

"Phew, when am I not saving money?"

Meng Ke rolled his eyes and opened the door of room 0033 on the first floor of the basement, "It's just that you think that I have a father who is very rich, so I must have squandered it this time, but I didn't see it before I said so." ”

"You can see that. ”

Zhu Zuopeng didn't deny it, and said happily, "But also, if you are really the kind of person who squanders, you would have recognized it earlier, why do you have to make such a stiff fight with Lao Guo, how many people are fighting for the opportunity they want now,

It's good for you not to say it, and you kicked it directly. ”

How many years have been brothers, Zhu Zuopeng is not fake, he doesn't have the itchy idea of jealousy in his heart when he says "What kind of dad do you have", so he won't be polite on his lips.

To tell you the truth, it did surprise him.

There is such a rich father there, not to mention that you can get everything you want by bowing your head, but now how many people are lining up to offer their knees to their knees, so he thought that Meng Ke, this kid, would have to live in a luxury suite for tens of thousands of yuan a month.

The lowest one has to be upstairs and have a window.

But who knows......

As soon as the door opened, a musty smell hit my face.

Meng Ke picked up the remote control and turned on the air conditioner to let the warm air blow blowing, hung his clothes on the hanger, and sat lazily on the bed, "How much money does the old man give you......?"

Don't say it, I was still tempted to study abroad. ”

"Then you're not going?"

"Mao, that old man just wants me to be separated from my parents, otherwise why would he even arrange my way out? None of them are in Qingcheng, I'll tell you the truth, but if there is a point, he takes into account my parents,

I'm going to absolutely obey him, but he's really a bully, what's wrong with the rich man? He didn't support me, and if he didn't treat my adoptive parents well, fuck off!"

Meng Ke picked up a pack of beef jerky from the table and asked, "Do you want to eat?"

"Eat. ”

Zhu Zuopeng was also not polite, picked up the beef jerky and tore it open in his mouth, "Eh, what about you now?"

"I don't have any ideas, let's make money first, and then I will return the three million dignifiedly, and then talk about the matter between the two of us alone, it will take a long time, even if I don't recognize him, my son will have to recognize this grandfather in the future." ”

Meng Ke also took a bag of beef jerky and tore it open in his mouth, they ate a bucket of instant noodles today, he was really hungry.

"Awesome. ”

Zhu Zuopeng gave a thumbs up.

"Eh, Brother Peng, do me a favor after eating. ”

After eating beef jerky and drinking some mineral water, Meng Ke stood up and said to Zhu Zuopeng while changing into another black coat, "Wait a while, you can help me record a video after eating." ”

"You're still recording a video so late?"

Zhu Zuopeng was completely convinced, and they stood at the venue for a day today.

There are a lot of students today, they hardly have any time to rest, interviews have to come in turns, even rookies like Meng Ke have to be replaced, and now he just wants to eat something and sleep.

But Meng Ke still has to work?

Is this the lazy little coward he knows?

"Nonsense, I'm self-media, it's Sunday tomorrow, and I'm going to release a video for people next week, when the time comes, we estimate that the role has been chosen, and it's going to be turned on again, I can't help but follow,

Now I've recorded it and sent it to the people below me, and I'll send it to the Internet at a fixed point when the time comes. ”

Changed into a suit, Meng Ke stood outside the bathroom and leaned his upper body inside, and looked in the mirror, Shen Jiajia was not there, and he didn't know how to put on makeup, but fortunately, he slept enough yesterday, and the weather was not bad today.

Taking out the digital camera from his school bag, Meng Ke handed it to Zhu Zuopeng, stood in a corner, used the white wall as the background and asked, "Look at it, how about this?" ”

"Okay, eh, Xiao Ke, what are you going to record when you wear such a formal outfit?"

"Hundred pulpits!"

“……”

Zhu Zuopeng's hand shook, and he almost didn't throw the digital camera on the ground, "I'll go, Xiao Ke, are you really talking about "Journey to the West"?"

He had read about Meng Ke and the Journey to the West Association on the Internet before, but he really didn't think much about it, what a hundred forums, what "Journey to the West" is a management book, he thought that Meng Ke said it so that the old scholars could not refute it.

As for those questions, he didn't even look at them, just remembered the relationship between Tang Seng and the king of his daughter country or something, and at that time he also said that Meng Ke's brain was so fast that he could imagine love for a monk.

Can ...... now

Isn't all this just talk!?

All of a sudden, Zhu Zuopeng was stunned and looked at Meng Ke like a ghost.

"Do you think it's fake?"

Meng Ke said with a smile, "I said it in front of so many people, and I can't be poked in the backbone without saying a few words, I knew that those old scholars didn't have the ability to talk about it at the time, and I wouldn't record a video now." ”

Yawning, Meng Ke regretted it a little.

Earlier, when Shen Jiajia was away, why didn't he record videos, and only went to the Internet to chat with netizens when he was idle, but now it's okay, "Hundred Lectures", "Film Review Movies", and "Journey to the West" are all piled together.

Fortunately, his internal strength has improved a lot, so that his physical strength and spirit are much stronger than ordinary people, otherwise he has been sleeping for less than three or four hours a day for half a month, and he has laid down early, where would he have the energy to stand here.

"That'...... How do you record that?"

Zhu Zuopeng was a little blind, it's not that he can't record, but he feels that "Journey to the West" is too sacred, and he feels a little empty when he holds a digital camera, for fear that he won't be able to record it well for a while.

"Just do it, no requirements, don't record this mess. ”

Meng Ke pointed to the side, there were clothes, drying racks, etc., and then he moved a table in front of him, stood behind the table, and said, "It's started." ”

"Huh, you don't need a manuscript?"

Zhu Zuopeng was stunned again, for such a sacred interpretation of literary works, how could he have to make a draft a few days ago, and then read and memorize it every time and do his homework, but Meng Ke is ......

Coming directly?

He felt his scalp tingle.

I don't think I'm going to have to stay busy all night today.

"It's all in my head. ”

Meng Ke pointed to his head, he didn't dare to say anything else, that is, he remembered all the drafts of the hundred forums, and the punctuation marks were also clearly remembered, in all fairness, it was much easier to record this than a film review.

The former is cheating, and the latter needs to be original, so you have to memorize and do your homework.

"Turn it on. ”

Meng Ke's face was full of confidence.

Zhu homework didn't say anything, turned on the digital camera and made an OK gesture, this is Meng Ke spoke, "Hundred forums, talk and laugh ancient and modern, hello everyone, I am scared, today we are going to talk about "Journey to the West" ......"