Song Zheng didn't expect that his acting skills would be recognized by the domestic audience for the first time, not because of movies like "Balzac and the Little Tailor" and "I Love You", which invested more enthusiasm, but a Qing palace braid scene. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking at the reports about this drama on these newspaper clippings summarized by Ren Tong, Song Zheng felt that the eggs hurt, and Yanjingtai's festival was too exaggerated, for fear that others would not be able to see that this was the gunman they hired.

However, this gunman is also really tall, and in the future, celebrities will hire gunmen, at best, they will be an Internet water army, look at Yanjing Terrace, and directly take shoulders with "Yanjing Morning Post".

And one of the latest ones today!

"Tragic Heroes"

The article focused on the episode that had just been broadcast last night in "The Secret History of Xiaozhuang", and described the scene of Dorgon's final death in great detail, and praised Song Zheng's acting skills to the fullest, and pulled out a lot of things that he couldn't understand.

"Brother, there are actually a lot of them, these are the more influential newspapers and magazines I have selected! If you still want to read them, I ~~~~~~~ there."

"Stop!" Ren Tong was stunned, she didn't understand what was wrong, these newspapers and magazines were carefully selected by her, and she picked them all out.

"Xiao Tong, are you sure you are not the senior black sent by Mr. Wang to my side!"

What rice?

Ren Tong obviously didn't understand the Internet terms of later generations with such a strong generalization, but after thinking about it, he knew that it was definitely not a good word, so he quickly lowered his head and lowered his eyes, making a statement of humiliation.

Song Zheng saw that the little assistant looked aggrieved, and knew that his dog's temper had flares up again, so he hurriedly comforted: "Don't droop your face, I'll take you to eat delicious food later!"

"Oh!" Ren Tong responded, but he also saw that Song Zheng didn't seem to be in a good mood, so he didn't dare to speak again.

Song Zheng leaned back in the chair, and began to think about what he would do next, he would join the group to shoot "Mansion Gate 2" at the beginning of next month, Song Zheng's role was quite heavy, and he could be regarded as the second male lead in the whole drama, and he couldn't help but be excited when he thought of being able to play with Chen Baoguo.

But before that, I have to be busy with the post-production, editing, dubbing, and soundtrack of "Life and Death", and a lot of things to do.

But, what about after that?

The filming cycle of "Mansion Gate 2" is only three months at best, and when the filming is over, "Life and Death" will almost be broadcast, of course, if everything goes well.

There is no channel, and the pile of films can only be piled up in Huayi's library and rotten, Song Zheng is not worried about this, don't look at him and Wang Zhongjun are very unhappy, but Wang Zhongjun is not a stupid, who threw a whole 10 million into this play.

When all this is done, what should I do?

Song Zheng carefully pulled in his head, trying to find a movie or TV series that he can complete with independent investment now, subject to the taste of others, when filming "Life and Death", he experienced it once, and he didn't want to do it again.

There are a lot of classic movies and TV series in Song Zheng's memory, but his little money is not enough at all, so he can only find those small investments and small productions, and it is best to be able to make a big deal with a small one.

After thinking about it for a long time, I didn't choose a work, but the general direction is already there, how to operate it, I still have to wait for "Mansion Gate 2" to be finished, and the most important thing for him now is the post-production of "Life and Death".

There are professionals in the editing work, and Song Zheng only needs to follow up from time to time and express his ideas, and the editors introduced by Guo Baochang can express Song Zheng's thoughts through the splicing of the lens.

Song Zheng stayed in the editing room for a few days, and then he was relieved and turned to do another thing, the soundtrack of the entire TV series.

Song Zheng can rely on the advantage of his rebirth to plagiarize those future famous songs, but he has no way to score the soundtrack of this TV series, he wants to practice his hands, but such a huge project, Rao is bold, and he doesn't dare to come nonsense.

Professional things still have to be done by professionals.

Fortunately, Song Zheng knows a lot of professional gods in this area, such as Immortal Dou!

In the era when rock and roll was the most popular in China, when it came to rock and roll, the names that could never be bypassed were Moyan Sanjie, Dou Wei, He Yong, and Zhang Chu, among which Dou Wei was undoubtedly the most talented.

Back then, no matter who mentioned Dou Wei in the circle, they had to give a thumbs up and praise a few words, whether it was in Black Panther or making music by himself, Dou Wei was the most outstanding musician of that era.

It's just that later, the decline of rock and roll, coupled with the divorce from the diva, made Dou Wei gradually fall silent, and Chinese rock and roll was silent with him.

Some people say that the three heroes of Moyan, one is dead, one is crazy, and the other is an immortal, and the one who became an immortal is Dou Wei, he never seems to care if his music will be appreciated, but just makes the music he likes, the kind of thing he calls experimental music.

Song Zheng and Dou Wei are not too familiar, they have met a few times in Red Star before, unlike Zheng Jun, He Yong, and Old Master Wang, who hate to stay in the Red Star Bar all day long, Dou Wei rarely goes over, even if he goes, he doesn't drink, just sits on the side and watches the gang of friends brag and chat.

However, since the end of the New Year, Dou Wei has never appeared in Red Star, before Zheng Jun's three concerts in Jinling, he appeared in the first one, and then hummed and sang a song that no one understood on stage, and then returned to Yanjing alone.

Song Zheng wanted to find Dou Wei, but he didn't know that this immortal was now living in seclusion in that famous mountain and river, so he could only contact He Yong first, among their gang, Dou Wei and He Yong had the best relationship, and Dou Wei's whereabouts could be controlled by He Yong in real time.

Houhai, a bar street, said to be a street, in fact, there are not a few that are still in normal business, most of them are closed, if you really want to talk about bar culture, or Sanlitun is more reliable.

Sanlitun is close to the embassy area, with a dense concentration of foreign-funded enterprises and developed commerce, local tyrant hotels and shopping malls abound, and the customers are mostly foreigners and white-collar workers, followed by big and small coffees in the entertainment and media circles, as well as those so-called hipsters who are not four or six, and often come to cheer.

Houhai flourished relatively late, and it was only in 2000 that someone opened the first bar here, and the boss was Wu Xiubo's house, but Wu Xiubo's bar was only on fire for a while, and it was blown away by the rain and wind.

However, probably because of the unique location of this place, in 2001, bars sprung up here.

"Right, don't make a mistake. Song Zheng looked at the narrower and narrower walks, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart.

"Yes, I've been here twice. He Yong led the way in front, but looking at his appearance, he didn't seem to be very sure.

The two of them walked for a while, and finally followed an alley and saw the big signboard of "Deep Sea Pub".

It's a vulgar name.

The façade looks plain, and when you walk in, you find that the space inside is extraordinary, slightly like the old-fashioned courtyard pattern, and the layout is also quite ancient, with wide bamboo chairs, thick tables, furniture and ornaments from the Ming and Qing dynasties, probably to take care of different visitors, and a large sofa, which is the kind of style that will sink deep when you sit on it, and you can suffocate yourself to death if you are overweight.

Because it's not dark yet, and it's not yet the regular business hours of the bar, it's very quiet, a little quiet, there are fewer customers, and I don't do anything, just sit and close my eyes and recuperate, looking at the painting style, I am about to catch up with the paradise, and it is really difficult for Dou Wei to find such a treasure.

Seeing the two of them, a waiter greeted them: "Hello sir, what do you need?"

He Yong looked around, but didn't find the target, so he said, "I'm looking for Dou Wei." ”

"Oh, you're here, please. The waiter obviously knew the master very well, and pointed to the little corner inside.

Song Zheng looked in the direction he pointed, and through a curtain of water, a man was sitting with his back to him, perhaps hearing the sound of conversation, he turned around and glanced back.

It's Dou Wei!

As always, he is dressed in a deep outfit, with black half-sleeves, thin and thin, wearing a pair of glasses, a little grateful, looking very popular, but revealing the strength of fireworks that do not eat the world.

He Yong pulled Song Zheng over and sat down directly in front of Dou Wei, Dou Wei saw the two of them and smiled indifferently: "Why did you two get together!"

As Dou Wei spoke, still focusing on his tea, he turned over the three purple sand cups and filled them, and as soon as he put the teapot down, he hugged him and leaned back on the chair, his face was light and light.

He Yong picked up a cup and drank it, this guy didn't understand tea at all, it was purely a cow drink: "It's Xiao Song, he has something to do with you!"

Dou Wei looked at Song Zheng and didn't speak, waiting for Song Zheng to explain himself.

Dou Wei doesn't have many friends, and there are not many of the old guns in Red Star who can get into his heart, He Yong is one, Zhang Chu is half, Xu Wei is half, Song Zheng is probably half, and ordinary people can't get along with him at all.

Song Zheng first knew Dou Wei, and he couldn't feel the pulse of this person, but after a few contacts, he slowly became more familiar, and he found that Dou Wei's personality was actually quite simple.

Unlike Zheng Jun and their sloppy rock youth, Dou Wei is an alternative in the Chinese rock music circle, he loves cleanliness very much, once a group of them went out to eat, everyone else sat down and sighed, but Dou Wei was still seriously wiping the chair, the most speechless thing is that the ashtray is poured for a while, and every time he comes back, the ashtray is deliberately polished.

Dou Wei belongs to a special old Yanjing person, but he doesn't say the Beijing swear words that often spew out of the mouths of those gentlemen on the street, which gives people a very elegant feeling.

After you are really familiar, you will find that Dou Wei is very easy to get along with, although he doesn't talk much, but friends can take it casually to joke and smash the raft, never be anxious or annoyed, but only about emotional matters, don't ask, and flash people when you ask.

Listening to He Yong, Dou Wei has often been in this bar recently, sometimes he sits for a day, without saying a word, and sometimes, he will make a cameo appearance as a waiter, helping to pour tea and deliver water, He Yong occasionally comes back and follows Dou Wei to kill two games of chess, compared with Song Zheng's natural hard work, Dou Wei's life is very leisurely, of course, it is also very poor.

Since his divorce from the queen of heaven, Song Zheng has lived with his current daughter-in-law in his father's old courtyard, and his life is not too rich, because the previous album did not sell well and did not make any money, and the company did not like his experimental music that was getting colder and colder, so he hung this up.

Song Zheng wanted to score "Life and Death", and the reason why he thought of Dou Wei first was that in addition to really appreciating his musical talent, he also did not rule out pulling his friends' minds in it.

Maybe Dou Wei doesn't care about poverty, but as a friend, Song Zheng can't watch Dou Wei fall silent like this.

To tell the truth, if Dou Wei is willing to sing and run around the field, with his fame, he will definitely make a lot of money, but he would rather soak in a bar, make a pot of tea, sit quietly for a day, and live a secluded life, rather than meet anyone.

"Brother Dou, I just filmed a TV series, and I want to ask you to help with the soundtrack!" Song Zheng saw that Dou Wei didn't mean to open his mouth at all, so he had to explain his intention first.

"My play is based on the background of anti-Japanese resistance, and it is about a group of all kinds of people in a waterway and dock city, because the Japanese hit the doorstep of the ~~~~~~~~~~~"

Song Zheng Balabala has been talking in the vernacular for a long time, and his mouth is dry, and the pot of tea that Dou Wei made was killed by him alone, but Dou Wei was stunned and didn't reply a word.

If this were someone else, Song Zheng would have said, "What do you mean?" , filmed it, but he really couldn't be anxious about Dou Wei, because the people's expressions were focused, and they were really listening carefully.

Song Zheng was actually very helpless in his heart, and secretly thought: No wonder people say that this is an immortal, and he is really a fairy.

Song Zheng had no choice, so he could only continue: "The music style I hope for, it's better to bring a little ~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

Song Zheng then chattered for a long time, and then looked at Dou Wei, waiting for the immortal's reply.

Dou Wei frowned, as if he was thinking about something, Song Zheng waited for about a cup of tea before he heard Dou Wei say: "Okay, I'll try, but I need to see the finished film first." ”

"No problem, Brother Dou, when are you free?" Song Zheng said busily.

can please move this, Song Zheng also breathed a sigh of relief, don't look at them as friends, if Dou Wei is really too lazy to move, it is useless for anyone to say anything, the king of heaven is here, and he will not buy it.

Dou Wei smiled, looking a little shy: "At any time." ”

He Yong smiled and said: "He's now, like me, there is nothing else, just have time, Xiao Song, if your film can come out today, he can watch it today!"

Song Zheng laughed: "It's not okay today, it hasn't been cut out yet, and then some places still have to be dubbed, so let's do it, Brother Dou, can you wait two weeks?"

"Yes. ”

Finally finished talking, Song Zheng felt that it was called tired, tired: "Brother Dou, it's just time for dinner, let's go, let's have a meal together, I haven't seen you for a long time!"

Dou Wei waved his hand: "Forget about eating, I still want to stay for a while, next time!"

Song Zheng knew that Dou Wei was not polite when he said this, but he really didn't want to go, even if he said anything, it was useless, and after chatting for a few more words, he and He Yong said goodbye and left together.

Song Zheng didn't mention the remuneration, and Dou Wei didn't ask, he is such a temper, when he encounters something he likes, he is willing to do it without giving money, and if he doesn't like it, he will move a mountain of gold, and he will not move this immortal.

Don't look at Dou Wei's current life like a hermit, it seems that he has lost his strength in the entertainment industry, but if he really plans to move, I don't know how many big bosses are waiting for him with money outside.

"He talks less than before!" Out of the door of the bar, Song Zheng couldn't help but sigh, he really didn't want to see this kind of change in Dou Wei's body.

When He Yong heard this, he smacked his mouth and said, "Actually, he used to be quite humorous, hey, he divorced the princess and tossed it." ”

He Yong didn't elaborate, in fact, Song Zheng knew that the media's impatience was always hovering on the edge of the dung pit, at that time, the princess was very hot, and Dou Wei, as a man who was a diva, was naturally inevitably concerned, and the two divorced, can this matter be small?

It is said that the reporter was blocking Dou Wei's door every day, and a big fart was exposed, Dou Wei may have felt too much pressure, and then closed himself.

He Yong lowered his head, seemingly very sad, Dou Wei was his best friend, and few people knew about it: "It's all those people who don't it!"

Song Zheng didn't know what to say, patted He Yong's shoulder, he also lacked a good impression of media reporters, Wang Jinghua had been telling him before that some media wanted to interview him, but so far, except for the recording of "Interview with Yang Lan", any other form of interview, he can refuse, all of them.

"Don't think about it! I'll spend more time with him when I have time. ”

He Yong smiled bitterly: "You think I don't want to! But I didn't come back, and for more than an hour, people didn't say a word, and they could let me go!"

Song Zheng smiled, this kind of thing, Dou Wei can do it.

Therefore, Song Zhengcai has always felt that Dou Wei is a very simple person, liking, disliking, happy, unhappy, all on his face, never pretending, perhaps disdainful to pretend.

The two of them didn't get in the car, they just kept wandering, their eyes looking to both sides from time to time, looking for a place to eat.

"That's it!"

He Yong pointed to an old Yanjing fried sauce noodle restaurant, and Song Zheng was also proud of this, especially after getting acquainted with the old man Guo Baochang, his love for noodles was beyond limits.

went in, ordered, and people who recognized Song Zheng greeted each other from time to time, Song Zheng responded with a smile, and then, sighing, the two of them ate a mouthful of sauce.

He Yong is used to it, Song Zheng didn't take his star identity seriously at all, so naturally he didn't want to pay attention to his image, but his style attracted many people who didn't like him at all, and they had a good impression of him.

While eating, Song Zheng's phone rang, and when he picked it up, he saw that it was Lin Xinru calling: "Hey!ah!?oh! Oh!! Okay! I know, you persuade her first, I'll go back!"

He Yong looked up: "Something's wrong!?"

Song Zheng looked depressed: "There is a stupid girl wearing the wrong clothes!"

ps:It's too tiring to change 10,000 a day before.,And the results have declined too fast.,This month it's temporarily lowered to 5,000 a day.,At the same time, I also have to adjust the state.,In addition, thank you for your support that year!