After Song Zheng returned to Beijing from Wuxi, he really didn't contact the old lady, although in Wuxi, the old lady half-jokingly recognized Song Zheng as her godson because she liked Song Ning, but since Song Zheng called "godmother" on the spot, even if he recognized it, it was almost two weeks since he came back, and he was really unfilial when he was a godson. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Godmother!"

The old lady was angry, and immediately stabbed her: "Yo! It's not simple, and you still remember that there is such a person as me!"

Song Zheng smiled embarrassedly: "Godmother! It's not right to be a son, don't meet me as a junior! I've moved in the past two days, and I'm thinking about taking my daughter-in-law and children to you to recognize the door after I finish moving!"

"Hmph!" the old lady was not so easy to fool, "you just pick up some nice things and say, I think you can still live in vain!

Song Zheng looked at the messy living room that had been poisoned by himself: "Oh! Isn't this moving? Pack up your things! Godmother! Are you in trouble!?"

"It's okay, I'll dare to call you!"

It is said that old children, old children, although Siqin Gaowa is not old, but this temper is more old than those really old children.

Song Zheng hurriedly coaxed: "Godmother! Why are you really conditioning! If you say that, I'll go to you right now to ask for guilt, okay! Look at it, whether I want to carry a thorn on my back, or a tree branch, you can choose whatever you want, and you will never bargain when you are a son!"

"Virtue!" the old lady finally laughed, "Sensei is poor, you can move at any time, now hurry up and come to me, I really have something to do with you!"

Song Zheng listened, didn't dare to slack off, hung up the phone, first changed into clean clothes, and then sorted out his personal hygiene, then went out, stopped a taxi, and went straight to the old lady's house.

The old lady immigrated to Switzerland with her current husband a few years ago, and only returned to China to settle down in the last two years, and now she lives in an old building, but the surrounding environment is very good, especially the small pavilion downstairs, which looks special and attracts people.

Go upstairs and knock!

After a while, the door opened, and the old lady was not wearing a home dress, but seemed to be ready to go out.

"Eh, what about the child!?" The old lady looked behind Song Zheng, but didn't see Song Ning, so she immediately stopped doing it, "I said, you came, why didn't you think about bringing my granddaughter!

Song Zheng hurriedly explained: "Look at what you said, I can still hide the child and not let you see it! Miaomiao and Lin Xinru have moved to a new home first, if you miss the child, I will call Lin Xinru now and ask her to bring the child over!"

"Come on!" the old lady paused, "I'll take you to see someone now, but I don't have time to wait at home, but you remember! Next time, take my granddaughter with you, you really think I miss you!"

The old lady glanced at Song Zheng as she spoke, bypassed Song Zheng and went downstairs directly.

Song Zheng smiled, don't look at the old lady's unforgiving mouth, in fact, her heart is very good: "Godmother! I've come all the way here, and you didn't say let me go in and drink a glass of water!"

The old lady didn't even look back, and went downstairs slowly, not at all like a person over fifty: "Come back later, let you go in and drink enough, hurry up, young man, how can you go as fast as an old lady like me!"

Siqin Gaowa's family lived on the fourth floor, and after a while, she went downstairs, went to drive the car first, and Song Zheng followed.

"Godmother, who are you going to take me to meet?"

The old lady was extremely attentive while driving, and her eyes didn't squint, but she just said casually: "You'll know when you arrive!"

Song Zheng didn't ask again, but after coming over for a while, the old lady couldn't hold back: "Guo Baochang! Have you heard of it?"

Song Zheng subconsciously responded, and then turned his head sharply to look at the old lady.

The old lady smiled: "I'm frightened! When Zhang Yimou saw him back then, his legs and stomach trembled! Now he is free, I'll take you to meet him!"

Song Zheng didn't know why the old lady had a whim and took him to meet such a great god in the Chinese film and television industry that no one could bypass, but his heart was full of expectations.

Just because that person is Guo Baochang!

Before watching "The Mansion Gate", Song Zheng didn't know much about Guo Baochang, but after watching it, for a while, Song Zheng was almost crazy, he kept looking for everything about "The Mansion Gate", and was eager to know the story about the inside of the mansion.

Guo Baochang, as the screenwriter and director of this drama, is naturally the main object of Song Zheng's understanding.

Guo Baochang's life itself is a very legendary story, although after graduating from the Beijing Film Academy, he began his career as a director and won awards, but he was not happy in his heart, because those were not what he wanted to do.

For people who were adopted in the mansion at the age of two, Guo Baochang's mind was full of fascination with that era, so he began to write the novel "Mansion Gate" at the age of thirteen.

Helpless, those stories are too charming, those people seem to be right in front of him, everyone who has heard Guo Baochang tell these stories in person, all persuaded him to put this story on the big screen, but no one knows how much disaster he has suffered.

In the end, Guo Baochang began to write again, and he refused all film appointments from the end of '94, until the golden autumn and October of '95, when this manuscript was released after 20 years of continuous creation, but the entire creative cycle was more than 40 years between writing and writing.

The manuscript began to be widely praised as soon as it came out, and the characters with vivid personalities completely conquered the hearts of readers, making everyone who has read this manuscript seem to have seen everything in the capital with their own eyes.

In January of the millennium, Guo Baochang finally waited for his favorite platform, and CCTV attached great importance to "Mansion Gate" as a key project of the year.

I can't describe this drama with good looks, the depth of this play is definitely not something that can be fully expressed by the word "good-looking", there is the good and evil of human nature, the rules of the house and the conflict of the times. This is a story that is impossible to write without going through that era, and once written, it can instantly catch the eye.

This story is very true, and six generations up and down have been boiled into a pot of porridge under the involvement of family affection and the desire for money, and the era when no one can compete with it.

None of them are noble, none of them are otherworldly, one by one is vulgar, but people can find their original form around them immediately when they open their eyes, because these people are still lurking around everyone, maybe friends, maybe relatives, maybe lovers, in their personalities, more or less can find the shadow of a certain character in the mansion.

Song Zheng never thought that such a famous director would live in this kind of place, not a mansion, not a villa, a particularly ordinary community, a fifty-year-old building, when Song Zheng followed Siqin Gaowa into the unit door, the cement floor under his feet was cracked, and even some cement floor fragments were taken away after being smashed by a naughty child.

Going up to the third floor, Siqin Gaowa stepped forward and knocked on the door, and a lazy voice responded: "Who." ”

Siqin Gaowa is also real, just one word: "I!"

Click.

When the lock of the door was opened, the sound was particularly loud, and a man in a woolen sweater stood there with a face of vicissitudes in the door, as if continuing an era, and the folds were like traces of the past years of suffering.

"Yo, second old lady, come in, come in, hey, come empty-handed, good, good, good! ”

"I didn't bring anything, I didn't bring a big living person!"

Song Zheng watched the two old men coughing together, and actually felt a little nervous, he knew this man, he had seen his cameo role in "Mansion Gate", this man was Guo Baochang.

Siqin Gaowa cooperated with Guo Baochang to be poor for a few words, and pulled Song Zheng into the room, this is an old house without fine decoration, cement floor, white on all sides, even the door is very shabby, after entering the room is a corridor, next to the corridor is the toilet, a few tiles can barely be seen in the toilet, and in front of it is a small kitchen of less than seven square meters.

Song Zheng followed into the living room, where there was only one bed except for a sofa and a TV on the combination cabinet, and the place next to it that should have been a bedroom was instead converted into a small study.

This is Guo Baochang's home, the home of a young master who could get 40 yuan of pocket money when he was a teenager and the country was poor.

"Sit, sit, you're welcome!" Guo Baochang said, going to pour water for the two of them.

Siqin Gaowa looked at it and said, "Old Guo, where is your family!"

Guo Baochang poured water, sat aside, took out a camel cigarette and lit it: "What can she do! ”

Guo Baochang said, looked at Song Zheng, and smiled: "This is the son you just recognized!?"

Siqin Gaowa patted Song Zheng's arm with a swaggering face: "Yes, how does it look?"

Guo Baochang said with a smile: "What can I say about this! Good guy, big actor! Even the French have obeyed him, what else can I say, I have to throw myself to the ground! Ha! Ha! Ha!"

is a very demonic laughter, unlike Ning Jing, Guo Lao is three scales, Ning Jing is four, Ning Jing is full of stupidity when he laughs, and Guo Lao is arrogant.

Song Zheng hurriedly said: "Director Guo, if you say that, I should sneak out to the bottom of the coffee table." ”

Guo Baochang nodded: "Yes! People don't float, it's good to be down-to-earth, and down-to-earth people go a long way!"

Song Zheng didn't know how to pick it up, the important thing was that he still didn't know what the old lady meant by bringing him to see Guo Baochang.

Siqin Gaowa noticed the question in Song Zheng's eyes, and immediately said: "Guo Lao, the incident I told you last time, I brought people today, you can take a look, how about it?"

Song Zheng was even more confused, and suddenly there was a rush to be sold by his godmother.

Guo Baochang began to look at Song Zheng as soon as he entered the door, and then he saw Siqin Gaowa asking, and said with a smile: "Yes!

Song Zheng didn't know why, but since Guo Baochang said it, he couldn't seep it out, so he stood up under the urging of Siqin Gaowa's eyes.

Guo Baochang looked up and down, his eyes were satisfied, it may be the reason why Song Zheng practiced martial arts, he stood there, giving people a feeling of being very tall, like a big gun.

"Okay! The appearance is very good, how is the acting, we don't have to try, I have seen the French movie he played, and it is serious!"

Seen it?

Song Zheng was dumbfounded when he heard this, and subconsciously suspected that someone had pirated it, "Balzac and the Little Tailor" had not been reviewed in China at all, how could it be released!

After thinking about it again, Song Zheng understood that with Guo Baochang's energy, it would not be easy to find a movie to watch!

Guo Baochang was about to say something when the birds on the balcony chirped.

"Yo! I forgot! I forgot! I haven't served yet!"

After Guo Baochang finished speaking, he got up and trotted to feed his baby bird.

Song Zheng hurriedly asked, "Godmother, what the hell is going on!?"

Siqin Gaowa whispered: "Guo Lao is going to shoot the second part of "Mansion Gate", I don't recommend you to play Bai Zhanyuan in it! It is Bai Jingqi's grandson, by the way! Have you seen "Mansion Gate"?"

Song Zheng nodded hurriedly, I don't know how many times I've seen it in my last life!

It's just that I never expected that I would have the opportunity to participate in this life, although I didn't play the soul of Bai Jingqi, but in the second part, Bai Zhanyuan is also a very important role, especially after the third old lady paid the party fee in the first part, in the second part, Bai Zhanyuan jumped to the second male coffee position.

Siqin Gaowa saw that Song Zheng was stunned, and she was anxious: "I'll tell you! If Guo Lao talks to you about Lao Yanjing later, no matter what he knows or what he doesn't know, you can chat with him, aren't you quite able to live in vain? At this time, you must not show your cowardice!"

Song Zheng nodded again and again when he listened, but he was thinking in his heart: Second old lady, you are going to cheat!

After a while, Guo Baochang came back after feeding the birds, with an extra handful of purple sand in his hand, and sat down on the sofa: "You said it just now!?"

Siqin Gaowa smiled: "Isn't this waiting for your reply?"

Guo Baochang nodded thoughtfully, thinking about it in his heart, he was very satisfied with Song Zheng's appearance, acting skills or something, if he can win the Cannes actor, he will definitely not be much worse.

But the problem is that if you want to play the role of Bai Zhanyuan well, you still need to live.

Song Zheng is too young!

Although Bai Zhanyuan and Bai Jingqi are completely two kinds of people, after all, they grew up in the mansion since they were children, even if they came into contact with progressive ideas later, some things are deep-rooted, even if they want to be reborn, is it so easy?

Therefore, this is also the reason why, Siqin Gaowa mentioned it just now, but he didn't give it immediately.

"Let's talk, boy!"

When Guo Baochang said this, his eyes flashed with an unknown light, making people look at it and feel that this old man was hiding something in his heart.

"Okay, see what you want to talk about!"

Now that he knows what's going on, Song Zheng has the bottom in his heart, even if he is facing Guo Baochang, a living immortal in the Chinese film and television industry, he is not afraid.

Kind of interesting!

"Second old lady, I'm a little hungry, and our family is not here, why don't we go out and eat some!?"

Guo Baochang's words are unique to the level, the key is the tone, which literally means going out to eat together, but listening to his tone, people with a little heart can hear it.

I'm going to go out for some food, but I don't want to take you with me, I'm just polite, don't you can't hear the up and down!

Siqin Gaowa and Guo Baochang are old acquaintances, and they have formed a deep friendship with the crew of "Mansion Gate", they can understand what they mean with each other's eyes, but they don't care: "This is an eyesore for me! I am not willing to serve, and if I go back and drink too much, I can't fiddle with it alone! Zhengzi! You go out with your Uncle Guo to eat some and have a good chat, I'll go back first!"

Siqin Gaowa said, got up and was about to leave, Guo Baochang had no intention of sending it, Song Zheng hurriedly sent it to the door.

"Have you figured out something?" When they arrived at the door, Siqin Gaowa suddenly asked.

Song Zheng nodded gratefully: "Godmother, I won't say thank you!"

Siqin Gaowa smiled: "How fresh! Our mother and son can still live a thank you! Go back and take the child, and your daughter-in-law to see me more, I will be content!"

Siqin Gaowa likes children, and gave birth to a son with her ex-husband, but after the divorce, the relationship between mother and son has been very tense, not much, the current husband teaches in Switzerland, after she returned to China to settle down, the husband and wife can only reunite when the husband is on school vacation, usually although the old lady lives alone, it is inevitable to be lonely.

When Song Zheng heard this, he suddenly felt that he was quite a bastard, although when he was in Wuxi before, Siqin Gaowa wanted to recognize him as a godson, with a little joke, but after all, many people looked at it, no matter what this godfather, he was done, but after he returned to Yanjing, he didn't even think about going to the old lady's house to recognize him.

But the old lady, although she hasn't been in touch before, has been thinking about him.

I brought him to see Guo Baochang today, not just for a role, the old lady was taking Song Zheng to expand her network.

Song Zheng knows a lot of friends, but to put it mildly, in the Chinese entertainment industry, there is only one person who can have such a large share as Guo Baochang.

Those who have watched "Mansion Gate" should know that the old man is definitely a Taishan Beidou-level figure in the Chinese film and television industry.

Zhang Yimou, Jiang Wen, Chen Kaige, Tianzhuangzhuang, He Yu, Yishui'er's circle took a cameo in "Mansion Gate", just to give Guo Lao a show.

What a face!

"You're good, I've heard, you're a fool, you're really ~~~~~~"

Song Zheng smiled, and hurriedly comforted the worried old lady: "Godmother! You are treating me like a bastard! Don't worry, I haven't reached that job yet, I just accompany the old man to have a meal and chat." ”

Siqin Gaowa nodded: "It's good to know! Okay, go back quickly! I'll drive back by myself!"

Song Zheng kept sending the old lady downstairs, watching the old lady drive away, and then returned upstairs, Guo Baochang was locking the door, he only noticed at this time that Guo Baochang was not an anti-theft door, maybe it used to be, but the lock was broken, and he directly pressed the door nose and used the lock instead.

"Sent away!?"

"Ahh

Guo Baochang said with a smile: "This old lady, I am still fighting with me, I really can't see it! Boy! You are blessed, in the eyes of our second old lady, I really don't have Qiao Jianguo, who is she so close to, she has caught up with her son! Okay!"

Guo Baochang seems to be happy for Siqin Gaowa, as an old man, he naturally knows the bad things in Siqin Gaowa's family, and he is also happy to see Siqin Gaowa have such a godson as Song Zheng, and he is more willing to look at the old man's face and promote Song Zheng, anyway, it is a convenient thing.

"Guys, are there any taboos!?"

Song Zheng smiled, the way the old man spoke, he listened very comfortably: "Listen to you! I can eat anything, I can pick everything, just don't be picky!"

Guo Baochang stepped downstairs, walked out of the unit door, and said fiercely: "How about bursting belly and roasting mutton?"

Song Zheng said: "What are you talking about!"

When Guo Baochang heard this, he smiled: "Look, man, I'm going, the two of them are one place!"

It's said to be walking, but it's really walking!

Guo Baochang doesn't have a car himself, he doesn't take a taxi when he goes out of the community, he doesn't even take a taxi, he just walks on two legs, the old man has no problem, and Song Zheng is naturally even more fine.

The two of them talked all the way, talking about the things of the old Yanjing, and the average young people were not interested in these at all, but Song Zheng was an exception, he really liked those old things, cricket gourds, snuff bottles, and even small bird food jars, Song Zheng used to like it, and now he met Guo Baochang such a living treasure, and he could let it go, and asked vigorously, the old man was also happy, he had never met such an interesting young man for a long time.

When they arrived at the ground, the old and the young all had a sense of seeing each other and hating each other, and they properly forgot about the New Year.

"It's here!" Guo Baochang said, stepping in, "There are no gasps, the pot smasher is here!"

Song Zheng followed behind, almost falling to his head, why are this old man's words so slippery, if he didn't know that this is the famous Guo Baochang, Guo Dadao, he must be regarded as a ruffian bully.

At this time, it was not a meal, there was not even a person in the store, Song Zheng originally thought that Guo Baochang would definitely have to take him to a big store like Zhubaoyuan, who knows, he directly brought him to the fly restaurant.

As soon as the curtain of the back kitchen was lifted, a dry and thin little old man walked out, saw Guo Baochang, and smiled: "Yo! I haven't seen you for a long time! I will be worried about my pot as soon as I come, don't worry, you are sturdy, no one can smash it!"

Guo Lao continued to tease the poor, a vigorous squeeze, the old man was quite a bit of a hidden master, and he all smiled back.

Song Zheng looked stupid directly, what kind of painting style is this!

A domestic god-level director, a small boss of a fly restaurant, these two people lose each other, and they all have a smile on their faces.

Finally, the little old man got up and bowed to the wind, and went into the kitchen in a gloomy manner.

Guo Baochang picked a table with satisfaction, beckoned Song Zheng to sit down, and said with a mysterious expression: "Master, do you know who it is?"

"Huh?" Song Zheng looked terrified.

Guo Baochang smiled and said, "That old man's grandfather is the cook in Prince Gong's mansion. ”

"Ahh

Song Zheng turned his head suddenly, looked at the curtain of the door as if it had moved, and his mind was wide open, imagining the picture of the dry and thin little old man, urging the internal force to roast a raw leg of lamb.

"Hah!ha!" Guo Baochangte smiled heartily and said, "Son, you really believe it!"

Holy!

This old urchin!

However, although the cook of Prince Gong's Mansion is made up blindly, the things in this fly restaurant are really good, the roast mutton is very authentic, and the little old man ran errands and bought the water from outside, Song Zheng almost swallowed his tongue.

The two of them drank the red star two pot heads, big white bottles, looking at it low, but the drink was delicious, Song Zheng relied on his large amount of wine, and followed the old man to fight, but after half a catty of wine, he found that something was wrong, his head was a little big, but looking at the old man was more and more energetic.

"Guo Lao, you give the truth, if you really let go of drinking, how much can you drink!?"

When Guo Baochang heard this, he smiled secretly and said, "I can kill two bottles of Moutai in one meal at the age of thirteen, how much do you think I can drink?"

Song Zheng was directly shocked!

If he really drank with him, he wouldn't have to drink and vomit blood!

The two of them ate and drank and chatted, chatting while drinking, Song Zheng didn't know much, but he was able to talk to Guo Baochang after all, looking at Guo Baochang's meaning, he hadn't met a young man he liked for a long time, and Song Zheng didn't seem to be pretending, he was really willing to listen, he was naturally more willing to say.

But the two of them didn't mention the role at first, Song Zheng was a little anxious because Guo Baochang didn't give a word of approval, but after really chatting about it, he suddenly felt that the role was not so important, and he couldn't change it for a good role to know such a strange person.

In a few years, these national treasure-level chatters will be gone, and it will not be easy to find such a partner.

After another glass of wine, Guo Baochang squatted the wine glass on the table fiercely, and raised his eyes to look at Song Zheng: "Master, let's not talk about that role, I'll tell you a word, this scene is my heart, liver, lungs, tubes, my blood, my life, in this life, there is nothing more important than this, although there is a second old lady, but can you act, I can't give the right word now, you tell me first, how do you think of the mansion!"

When Song Zheng heard this, the wine woke up, and he knew that it was time to talk about something real.