"Whoop, whoop......"

A person is running in the night, and suddenly there is an endless army in front of him, not people, but skeletons, similar to the Grim Reaper army in the movie "The Return of the Mummy". He tried hard to start fighting, but somehow, he couldn't do it, he stood alone in the cold wind and dark battlefield, looking at the endless fierce enemy, he didn't know how long he could last, nervous, scared, helpless......

Suddenly opened his eyes, Wang Dalun only felt that his heart was thumping in his chest as if he had experienced a violent exercise, and the blood pumped out of his heart quickly flowed to every part of his body, cold sweat was dripping on his back, but his limbs were a little cold.

"Another nightmare!"

For some time, exactly since he was reborn into this era, he has often had such nightmares. Maybe it's the sequelae of rebirth, Wang Dalun thought to himself.

In his previous life, he didn't have anything to be nostalgic for, he was originally an orphan, and after graduating from junior high school, he worked everywhere, went north to the capital, went east to the sea, and south to Guangzhou. The biggest dream is to gain a foothold in the city, buy a suite, marry a daughter-in-law, have a child, and life will be complete. But more than ten years have passed, and I have traveled to several cities, and the dream is still a dream until I die.

Now he is much happier, although he is still born in the countryside, but he has both parents and good economic conditions, at least he can afford a self-funded art college student with a one-year tuition and living expenses of nearly 10,000 yuan.

He is now a student in the 94 junior college class of the acting department of the Beijing Film Academy. That's right, it was the Beijing Film Academy, which was later known as the "cradle of future stars", but in 94 it was far less popular than later.

He is not the kind of student who has had great artistic ideals since he was a child, and when he first applied for the exam, it was because the score line for the college entrance examination for art majors was not high, which was also an opportunity to try for Wang Dalun, who only scored more than 200 points in the first college entrance examination, and still had no hope of repeating his studies for a year, and his parents were eager for his son to become a Chan.

Thanks to his good skin, he is 1.82 meters tall, with a well-proportioned figure, although his face is not too handsome, but it is sharp and angular, and it is easy to be impressive.

The college system is two years, and more than a year is enough time for a hairy guy from the countryside to open his eyes, see the world, and be full of longing for life in the big city, so in the second grade, he began to actively look for a job, but because of the unexplained hukou problem, those tall literary and artistic units are destined to have no chance with him. However, the dream of staying still prompted me to go out and sell myself until I had a car accident that day. Wang Dalun understands this very well, because they once shared a common dream.

Wang Dalun didn't go home for the New Year during the winter vacation, but just wrote a letter to tell him that he was busy looking for a job, and the train ticket was difficult to buy.

The time to adapt is spent in boredom very regularly, every day there will be a few students who did not go home during the winter vacation for various reasons, students from different grades and different departments made up one or two tables of mahjong, and fought until the early hours of the morning, and then got up in the afternoon, won money to buy wine and vegetables, used rice cookers to shabu shabu, and continued to fight when they were full of wine and food.

Wang Dalun woke up early today, the dormitory building was still quiet when he got up and went out, the school cafeteria was not on fire during the winter vacation, and the restaurant snack bar at the school gate was also closed in the first month, and it took about ten minutes to eat, and there was a ramen restaurant near the gate of the Beijing Film Studio that was still open.

Three taels of ramen, double beef, a poached egg, a handful of coriander, snoring and snoring with soup like this, the damp stomach is suddenly comfortable, and the whole body is warm.

"Let's pack cigarettes. ”

There is a small shop next to the ramen restaurant, Wang Dalun hesitated, but still pointed to the three-yuan cigarettes, although he won more than 100 yuan in mahjong last night, although he always wanted to buy a box of good cigarettes to improve it in the first month.

Tear open the seal, two fingers skillfully knocked twice on the side of the cigarette box seal, several yellow filters popped out, pulled out one, sniffed it under the nose, the fresh tobacco smell was quite right.

But he was still a little uneasy, so he put it in his mouth, touched his pocket, didn't bring a lighter, and casually picked up the lighter sold in the lattice on the counter and borrowed a fire.

"Whew!"

He took a deep breath and spit out a long breath.

Real smoke!

The shopkeeper glanced at him, his eyes obviously with a hint of disdain, poor! Just three yuan of cigarettes, can you still give you fake cigarettes? put the money from the lighter that he wanted to take back into the change and handed it over, put his hands into the sleeves of the big padded jacket, turned his head arrogantly, and "Journey to the West" was playing on the TV.

Wang Dalun glanced at the change, a five-yuan and two-dollar coin, and put it in his pocket.

He didn't leave immediately, leaning against the counter at the door and continuing to smoke.

The sky was somewhat cloudy and there was no sun. Just after the Spring Festival, although the units have already gone to work, there are still not many pedestrians and vehicles on the road, and it seems empty.

Wang Dalun's bored gaze swept around, but he was soon attracted by a red Xiali parked on the side of the road. One of the rear tires of this car was shriveled and obviously punctured.

A fat man with an explosive head got out of the car, ran around the car and found the problem, only to see him stand for a while, and seemed to shake his head helplessly, and then opened the rear compartment and turned over for a while to take out a few tools, and clumsily moved out a spare tire.

Wang Dalun used to work in a car repair shop, and when he saw that this explosion head was a new hand, he just made a jack and tinkered for a while, and he didn't put the position right several times, and finally put the car up, and he couldn't unscrew the screws on the tires, and he also tried to add his own weight to press up, but the soles of his feet slipped and almost didn't fall.

Wang Dalun couldn't stand it anymore, threw away the cigarette butt in his hand and walked over.

Zhang Yuan was very depressed, not only depressed, but also felt that he was particularly unlucky. A movie that I have been preparing for five years, writing the script, pulling investment, making preliminary preparations, looking for actors, forming a film crew, seeing that everything is ready to start filming, at this juncture, a protagonist has an accident and can't shoot. This is not the end, the other protagonist actually has the intention of retreating.

Okay, there are two main roles in this play, if they all pick and shoot, they will be a fart. The one who had the accident had no choice, although he was not particularly satisfied at first, he felt a little older, and the age of the characters in the script did not match the age, but he still wanted to do the other party's work, after all, the theme of this play is relatively special, coupled with his current embarrassing situation, the movie he made cannot be released in China at all, and it is not easy to find a suitable actor.

No, just after finishing the errand, I was going to talk to the other party, and the tire was punctured when I went out. It's really evil, this car has been driving for almost two years since I bought it, and there has never been any problem, but I caught up at this time.

Zhang Yuan had never changed a tire before, and as a result, he couldn't even screw it out, and when he looked around, the whole street was deserted, and he couldn't find a car repair shop at all.

I was thinking about whether to go to the film studio to find someone to help, when I heard someone behind me talking, "Do you want to help?"

Zhang Yuan turned his head to see that a very young man nodded hurriedly and said, "Yes, yes, the tire is punctured, this screw can't be unscrewed, buddy help." ”

Wang Dalun squatted down and looked at it, "Yo, the screws on the wheels of your car are all rusted." ”

"Yes, yes. This car has never been punctured for more than two years, but today I won the lottery. Zhang Yuan said helplessly.

Wang Dalun took the sleeve in his hand, re-inserted the screws, and twisted them vigorously, but he didn't move at all.

"You give way. ”

Wang Dalun stood up, motioned to Zhang Yuan to get out of the way, raised his foot and stepped on the sleeve handle, and stepped down a few times, and the rusted screw finally loosened.

One by one, all the four screws on the wheel were loosened, Wang Dalun simply helped people to the end, skillfully unscrewed the screws, removed the tires, installed the spare tire, and put down the jacks, all of which took less than five minutes.

Zhang Yuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, handed over the cigarette and thanked him repeatedly: "Thank you, buddy! If you hadn't reached out to help me today, I really don't know what to do." ”

"It's okay, it's okay, I just happened to meet it, take a hand. ”

Wang Dalun was not polite, patted the dust on his hands, and took it to his mouth.

Zhang Yuan diligently helped light a cigarette again, but he was still worried about talking to people, so he took out fifty yuan from his pocket and handed it over, "Dude, it's hard work, it's a little interesting." ”

In normal times, Wang Dalun may not hesitate to accept it, but today I don't know what's wrong, it may be that he is in a panic, and he suddenly wants to pretend to be forced back. The action that was about to help put things back stopped, his waist straightened all of a sudden, he raised his hand to take the cigarette off his mouth, tilted his head slightly to the side, and said indifferently: "It's just a gesture, I'm not a car repairer." ”

Zhang Yuan was stunned for a moment, hiss, this style of painting ...... Literary and artistic youth, who was originally very emotional, felt that his action of giving money was insulting the other party, and he was ashamed for a while, so he quickly put the money away and said apologetically: "Hey, buddy! I don't mean I'm abrupt." Come, get to know me, my name is Zhang Yuan. ”

"My name is Wang Dalun. ”

Zhang Yuan's expression achieved the effect that Wang Dalun pretended to want, he did not reject shaking hands with the other party, looking at the other party's smile, he was still a little reluctant in his heart, put on the cigarette again, and picked up the replaced tire with one hand, "I'll help you load the things." ”

"Hey, thank you. Zhang Yuan thanked him repeatedly, and at the same time was secretly surprised in his heart, this tire and wheels are not light, I didn't expect this young man to be able to easily carry it with one hand.

Wang Dalun was about to put the tires into the car, when his movements suddenly stopped, looked at the tires carefully, turned his head to Zhang Yuan, who was packing up his tools, and said, "I said, Zhang...... Lao Zhang, your tires have to be replaced, and the patterns on them are almost smoothed. ”

He was still not at ease, so he put the tires and looked around the car to see several other tires, all of which were badly worn.

"You can't do this, the road is slippery in the rain, it's dangerous!"

Zhang Yuan also saw the problem, and said with palpitations: "I can only drive, I can't do it, if you hadn't reminded me, I really didn't expect this stubble." ”

"Well, you have to hurry up and change it, or it will be too late for an accident. Wang Dalun looks like an old driver.

"Yes, yes, tomorrow I'll go to the garage and get the tires changed. ”

Maybe it's because he's experienced too many bad things, Zhang Yuan feels that he likes the young man in front of him who has both personality and enthusiasm, because he is also such a person.

"Dude, is this the person?" After a while, he was not in a hurry to leave, handed over another cigarette, and lit one himself.

Wang Dalun hadn't finished smoking the cigarette in his hand yet, so he took it and put it on his ear, thought for a while, and said, "Sort of, I'm just a student." As he spoke, he pointed in the direction of the film academy next to the Beijing Film Studio, "Beijing Film Academy." ”

Wang Dalun had no culture in his previous life, and now this identity makes him very proud, and he can't help but show it off.

Zhang Yuan's eyes lit up, and he said in surprise: "Yo, then we are alumni, and I also graduated from the Film Academy and the 85th Photography Department." ”

"My name is Wang Dalun, and I'm level 94 in the acting department, huh...... College class. ”

Wang Dalun is a little embarrassed, the film school is an undergraduate college, and the junior college class is originally a special deposit.

"Department of Acting ......"

Zhang Yuan involuntarily began to look at the other party carefully, he was not very handsome, but he was sharp and angular, his eyes were clear, and his temperament was good. And although he looks quite thin, the way he held the tire with one hand just now is full of power, and it seems to be ...... It seems to fit well with a character in the script, and blurts out, "Do you want to make a movie?" xh:.74.240.212