Text: Chapter 755

Chapter 755

In an old-fashioned residential building on Chongwenmen East Street, Song Zheng is sitting face-to-face at the dining table with the old man Guo Baochang, on which there is a copper hot pot that looks old, with carbon buried underneath, and the water in the pot is boiling, and the room is full of fog.

In the winter, stay in the house and eat hot pot, not to mention how comfortable, Guo Baochang is an old Yanjing person, pay attention to this.

Song Zheng is also good at this bite, he is not interested in what Western food, Japanese food, Korean food, McDonald's, KFC or anything that young people like now, or those traditional Chinese foods, which are more in line with his appetite.

"Guys, let's go!"

The old man picked up the small wine cup and touched it with Song Zheng, and drank it, his slightly old face also turned red, and he looked at Taihe.

Since filming the third part of "Mansion Gate" last year, the old man has not appeared in public for a long time, according to the old man's words, he is old enough, and it is time to retire and enjoy Qingfu.

However, Song Zheng knew that the dream of the mansion in Guo Baochang's heart had not woken up, and as long as the dream did not wake up, he would have to keep busy.

When he first arrived, he saw that the old man's study was full of all kinds of manuscripts, apparently continuing to weave his dream of the door of the mansion.

Song Zheng didn't bother to look at it, but he didn't have to look at it, he could guess that once the old man fell into that mansion dream, he couldn't wake up in this life.

Today is the twenty-fifth day of the lunar month, and in a few days it will be the day when "Lao Paoer" will be released, and tomorrow, Song Zheng will have to go to the performance of Deyun Club in Beizhan, worried that he will be busy and have no time to come to see these elders, so he will come over today without anything.

He has also developed a habit for a long time, every year before and after the New Year, no matter how busy he is, he will definitely come over to the homes of these old people, even if he doesn't have time to come over before the year, he will ask Lin Xinru, or others, to prepare all kinds of New Year's goods and send them over.

"Uncle, are you going to shoot again!?"

Guo Baochang put down the wine cup, stretched out his chopsticks to scoop up a piece of potato in the pot, put it in his mouth and chewed: "I can't put it down, if I don't continue to shoot this story, I don't know what I'm going to do!?"

Song Zheng couldn't help but be curious: "What are you going to shoot again!?"

The third part of the mansion gate, in fact, in Song Zheng's opinion, is a bit of a dog's tail and mink, the first two have already finished telling this story, and at the end of the second part, Bai Jingqi is dying, and it is difficult to shoot the third part like this?

"Shoot the previous thing, how did Bai Jingqi's ancestors gain a foothold in the capital, and how did the Bai family develop!"

Good guys, this is to imitate the interstellar prequel!?

"Cheng, it's not bad, when you shoot, how about allowing me a male number one this time?"

Song Zheng was going to shoot the third part of the mansion gate before, but because of Fu Biao's memorial service, there was a conflict with reporters, in order not to affect the old man's play, he took the initiative to resign, if the old man wants to continue filming, he has to play it again anyway, not only to repay Guo Baochang's kindness, he also wants to play this story, although it is a prequel, but in the end it is still the mansion gate.

Guo Baochang said: "Do you think your kid ran away!?"

The two looked at each other and smiled, and the matter was settled.

As they were talking, Liu Gege and Lin Xinru came out of the kitchen, holding various dishes in their hands, placing them on the table, and then they also sat down.

"Zhengzi, don't learn from your uncle, drink less and eat more vegetables!" Liu Gege said, fished a chopstick from the pot and put the mutton in Song Zheng's bowl.

Guo Baochang looked unhappy and said, "What about mine!?"

This sentence amused the other three people at the table.

"How old are you, you're still arguing!" Liu Gege said, and put another piece of chopsticks and meat in Guo Baochang's bowl.

The old man pursed his lips, drank another glass of wine, and said, "Zhengzi! When will your play be released!?"

Song Zheng said: "Second year of junior high school, uncle, when the time comes, you have to come over with my aunt to help me stand on the field!"

Guo Baochang said: "I still need you to say, but after this drama is over, I am afraid that your company will really replace Huayi Brothers, and in our domestic film and television circle in the future, your company will be the leading boss!"

Guo Baochang gave a thumbs up as he spoke, but Song Zheng looked at the old man and didn't seem to be happy for him.

"Uncle, are you afraid that I will climb too fast?"

Guo Baochang was stunned, he originally planned to take advantage of today's opportunity to remind Song Zheng, and at first he was worried that what he said would hurt Song Zheng too directly, but Song Zheng actually understood it at all.

"Okay!

When Song Zheng heard this, he smiled and said, "Uncle, we are two children, in your eyes, I have only grown up!?"

Guo Baochang also smiled and said, "Don't you say that I really don't realize it, you are twenty-nine after the New Year, and you are thirty years old." ”

"Uncle Guo, don't mention your age casually!"

Lin Xinru on the side was dissatisfied, she was thirty-one years old, and at this age, what she was most afraid of was the New Year, especially Song Zheng, a hateful guy who was only twenty-nine years old, so compared to her, it seemed that she was much older.

Guo Baochang hurriedly said: "What's wrong with mentioning your age? How old are you, and you look younger than this kid!"

Lin Xinru was happy at this time, and glanced at Song Zheng proudly.

Song Zheng was speechless for a moment: "Uncle, you just want to praise her, you don't have to step on me." ”

The old man glared and said, "It's the truth, the truth, why don't you like to listen to it?"

Seeing this, Song Zheng knew that the old man was a little too drunk, so he hurriedly said: "Come on, whatever you say, you say, I'll listen!"

Guo Baochang then remembered the business and said: "By the way, I almost forgot about the business, Zhengzi! Your company is doing well, I am happy to look at it, but you have to know that no meal can be eaten by one person, and besides, your company has only been starting for a few years!

Song Zheng had already guessed that Guo Baochang was going to say this to him, and said: "Uncle! I know what you mean, you are for my good, I am afraid that I will climb high and fall painfully, and I am also afraid that I will fight hard and smash other people's jobs, but, uncle, have you ever thought about it, our domestic market looks big, but is it really big?

Guo Baochang nodded, the domestic film market is just a false prosperity now, it looks very lively, in fact, how many movies can really make money?

Most of them are just losing money and making money, as an insider, a senior, a former old colleague, and so many old subordinates, he doesn't know what news!

Song Zheng continued: "Let's talk about the domestic market, Hong Kong and Taiwan films will be divided into 20%, Japanese and Korean films will be divided into 10%, Hollywood blockbusters will be divided into 30%, how much can be left for our Chinese filmmakers, I don't fight, if I didn't fight, I would have let others eat me a long time ago!"

Guo Baochang knows that what Song Zheng said is the truth, reform and opening up, opening up and opening up, the film industry has been affected the most, after all, domestic films do not have the strength to compete with Hollywood blockbusters, although Hong Kong and Taiwan movies have declined, but in the end they have been brilliant and have cultivated a large number of loyal audiences in China.

The old man didn't think anything about it before, but now when I listen to Song Zheng, this is really the truth, if you don't fight, you can't fight, not only to fight, but also to fight fiercely.

"You have a point!"

Song Zheng smiled and said, "Let's talk about the leader of the dragon, uncle! I didn't want to stand in that position, it's cold from a high place, I haven't read much, but I also understand this truth, but, uncle, do you think I can retire now!?"

Guo Baochang was stunned for a moment, thought about it carefully, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Of course, Song Zheng can't retreat now, once Song Zheng retreats, countless people will pounce on him and stomp on him a few times, this circle is like this, there has never been a time of harmony, all of them are like black-eyed chickens, and they are looking forward to others being unlucky, not only can they not retreat, but they also have to stride forward.

"Uncle, you are afraid that I will stand tall and become the target of the public, I haven't thought about it, but since I have come to this point, I have no other choice but to stand up, and since I have stood up, I have not thought about falling down again!"

Song Zheng's words made Guo Baochang can't help but want to applaud loudly, compared with Song Zheng, he seems a little childish.

Thinking of this, Guo Baochang sighed, picked up the wine cup, raised his head and drank it: "It looks like I'm old, this person is old, and even his courage has become smaller!"

Guo Baochang said, he really had a feeling of heroic twilight, he remembered that he was not like this before, it was a temper of doing whatever he wanted.

Speaking of which, Bai Jingqi created by Guo Baochang may not be unaffected by himself in his personality, and like Bai Jingqi in the play, he is also a master of what others don't let him do.

But now ~~~~~~

Song Zheng hurriedly said: "Uncle, what are you talking about, you are not old, you can work for another thirty years, there is no problem at all, I am still looking forward to acting in the prequel to your "Mansion Gate"!"

Lin Xinru said: "What is the prequel to "Mansion Gate"? Uncle Guo, I don't care, when the time comes, I will also act together!"

Guo Baochang knew that these two people were comforting him, he appreciated it, since he appreciated it, he couldn't put on a bitter face, and said: "Cheng! Last time, I blamed this kid for not worrying, this time when I finish writing this script, when the time comes, you two will act together!"

Lin Xinru also raised her wine glass: "Uncle Guo! In this case, it is a matter of words, and you are not allowed to regret it!"

Guo Baochang poured it for himself, picked up the wine glass and touched it with Lin Xinru, and said, "A word is a certainty!"