"A well-fed ......"

"Full...... The ...... of propping"

Wang Dalun didn't care about his girlfriend's previous words, and even thought that he did have some inconsiderate considerations, such as the attitude of his parents at home, and his girlfriend's analysis was indeed reasonable, and he felt quite ashamed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

But only this last sentence, he couldn't accept it, and the fire burst out all at once. Even if the two quarrel without good words, they are often the most genuine thoughts.

What does it mean to be full? Is it true that when I discuss marriage with you, I will be full of food? Wang Dalun admits that he has the mentality of a small peasant and always thinks about his wife and children on the hot kang. But this is what he has longed for for two lifetimes, especially now that the house, money and life are not bad.

Maybe it was Liu Ling's breakup that stimulated him, or maybe it was Chen Yunyun's curious questions in the small garden in the afternoon that reminded him. He and his girlfriend have known each other for more than four years and have been together for more than three years, but in his subconscious, not being married means that they are not really together, and their situation is illegal from a legal point of view, which is called "illegal cohabitation". So he always lacked a sense of security.

He can understand that his girlfriend doesn't want to get married too early, have children too early, and want to develop in his career, but you can't say that your most desired wish is to be full. Thinking about his girlfriend over the years, he has been almost obedient to his girlfriend, holding it in his hand for fear of falling, and holding it in his mouth for fear of melting, maybe it is because she is so good that she has no scruples about herself, which makes him feel particularly aggrieved.

He sat on the couch and watched his girlfriend come out of the bedroom with her clothes held high, walk into the bathroom, come out of the bathroom after taking a shower, and walk back to the bedroom, without even glancing at him.

What is this? He suddenly felt bored.

It's not the first time Fan Ziyi has lost her temper with her boyfriend, whether she is petty or angry, every time her boyfriend takes the initiative to admit her mistakes and coax herself, but today is different, she walked through the living room twice, her boyfriend sat there without making a sound, and she felt an unconscious panic in her heart.

She deliberately left a crack in the door when she entered, and lay on the bed while listening to the movement outside, and when her boyfriend came in, would she coax herself as usual.

There was the sound of cigarettes lit on lighters, the sound of pouring water, and the sound of footsteps going to the bathroom, but after waiting for a long time, they were about to fall asleep, but still no one came in.

"Are you really angry?"

Fan Ziyi muttered to herself, she really wanted to go out and ask him what he meant, or be coquettish or something.

But after thinking about it, "Hmph, I'm not wrong! I was supposed to say something good, how can I go back? It's not that I don't want to get married, I just don't want to be so early, am I wrong? Who can I show a stinky face?"

Sister Hua told her that a man just can't give him a good look, and if he gives him three points of color, he can open a dyeing workshop. But her boyfriend didn't come in for a long time outside, and she couldn't sleep well, tossing and turning, half-asleep, half-asleep, and didn't fall asleep until it was almost dawn.

I don't know how long she slept, she turned over, and her hand habitually touched to the side, but it was empty. When I opened my eyes, the light was bright and dazzling, and it was already three poles of the sun at this time.

The pillows and sheets next to him showed no signs that no one had ever slept on.

"Hmph, if you have the ability, don't sleep after you have the ability. Fan Ziyi took a closer look and muttered to herself.

She struggled to get up, yawning and lazy, when she suddenly felt a warm current between her strands lying out, and her body froze.

"Ouch, it's broken!"

Relatives arrived.

Her relatives have always been very punctual, and she usually prepares before she comes, but last night she was so confused that she forgot to prepare a small quilt after taking a shower.

She carefully removed her ass from the bed so as not to spill it on the sheets, got out of bed and hurried to the bathroom.

The newly bought shorts were ruined again, and after taking a shower, she realized that she had forgotten to take the clean shorts.

"Hey!"

"Hey, Wang Dalun!"

Fan Ziyi shouted twice in the bathroom, but no one answered except for the "woo" sound from Rose, who ran over when she heard the sound.

"Where did you die?" Fan Ziyi muttered as she took a bath towel around it, took a small quilt and slipped back to the room.

Careful that there were still a few drops of blood on the sheets, Fan Ziyi had to change the sheets and put them in the washing machine to wash. At this time, she had time to look inside and out, when the north room was requisitioned by her to put clothes, the original bed was long gone, and there was a folded towel quilt on the sofa, it seemed that he was on the sofa last night.

The living room was obviously cleaned, and the messy coffee table was cleaned up. There are still soy milk and a pair of flatbread fritters on the table, it is almost noon, and the soy milk and flatbread fritters have long been cold.

"Here, it's yours. ”

The fritters will be very greasy when they are cold, Fan Ziyi threw the fritters into Rose's rice bowl, sat cross-legged on the sofa, turned on the TV, and tore the flatbread while drinking soy milk.

Originally, she thought that her boyfriend was probably going to buy vegetables, but it was almost noon, but no one came back, she thought it was wrong, ran to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator to take a look, the vegetables she bought yesterday were still in the refrigerator, and she definitely didn't go to buy vegetables.

Where did death go?

She wanted to call and ask, but she didn't dial the number several times when she picked up her phone.

"Bastard!

There was a slight uneasiness in the anger.

She stared straight at her phone on the coffee table, picked it up and dialed a number a few seconds later.

"Sister Ling, what are you doing...... Oh, at home, I'll treat you to dinner at noon...... He didn't know where he died, and he didn't even say hello...... Uh, it's okay, it's nothing. Then let's say okay, I'll come and pick you up in a while, let's go hot pot together!"

I changed my clothes, I didn't even bother to draw makeup, I only wore a pair of big sunglasses, and I went out with my face down.

…………

I don't know when it started, but more and more cafes opened on the street. Actually, it is a café, but in addition to coffee, it also has a variety of tea, Western food, business courses, and noodles, and it is said that it was originally spread from Taiwan.

Wang Dalun received a call from Lao Jia in the morning, and he was already idle, so he came over early. asked for a private room by the window, ordered a pot of tea, and sent the room number to Lao Jia by text message, and then sat there flipping through the magazine.

The events of last night made him very irritable, and he didn't go back to his room to sleep for most of the night, only squinting on the sofa for more than two hours. I got up early to walk the dog, exercise in the morning, bought some breakfast by the way, and when I went out, my girlfriend was still asleep, and he thought about it and finally didn't wake her up, and left directly.

The lack of sleep made him a little sleepy, and just wanted to close his eyes and squint for a while, the door of the private room opened, and Lao Jia, with messy hair, appeared at the door.

"Why did you come here so early?" Wang Dalun was a little surprised, usually Lao Jia is always late, and he is rarely on time, but today he actually came early.

"Done in the later stage?"

"Almost. Lao Jia looked a little haggard, sat down and rubbed his face vigorously with both hands, and said, "Why are you so early today?"

"Hey, who are you going to introduce to me today?"

Wang Dalun threw a cigarette to Lao Jia, and the goods called him in the morning and said that he wanted to introduce a director to him, but he didn't say who it was.

Lao Jia took a cigarette in his mouth, picked up the menu on the table, and said while flipping through it casually: "It's a senior of our film academy, he is preparing a movie recently, and he is picking actors." ”

Wang Dalun understood, and couldn't help but say: "I still have a movie and a TV series at hand now." ”

Lao Jia didn't even look at him, pointed to a line on the menu and asked the waiter, "Are your noodles hand-rolled?"

"Sir, I don't know much about this, it's just like ordinary noodles. ”

"It's not the kind of thick udon, is it?"

"Oh, this one isn't. ”

"Okay, let's have a bowl. ”

He returned the menu to the waiter, then turned his head, took a puff of smoke from his cigarette and said, "That's a big production, can you still talk about it?" ”

"So today is an interview, who?" Wang Dalun said with a smile.

There are many seniors in the film academy, and as directors, Director Chen and Director Zhang can be regarded as their seniors, but obviously they will not pee into the same pot with Lao Jia. In addition, it is the so-called sixth-generation directors such as Zhang Yuan, Wang Xiaoshuai, Lou Ye, Senior Lu, Guan Hu, etc., but he usually doesn't see Lao Jia getting close to anyone.

"Lou Ye. ”

Lao Jia gave the answer directly, and said, "I happened to meet yesterday, and he asked me about you." ”

"Oh. He nodded.

Lou Ye is a long-time well-known, and his "Suzhou River" won the "Golden Tiger Award" for Best Film at the Rotterdam International Film Festival in Europe last year, the Best Film Award at the Paris International Film Festival and the Best Actress Award from Zhou Xun. Although these two international film festivals are not one of the "12 A-category international film festivals", they have a great influence in Europe, far more than those film festivals called "12 majors", which are actually just township enterprise awards, such as the Cairo Film Festival, the Moscow Film Festival, and the Shanghai Film Festival.

It's a pity that "Suzhou Creek" failed to be released in China because it did not pass the review of the relevant departments. Wang Dalun also specially bought a video disc to take home to watch last year, of course, he went to Zhou Xun at that time.

After reading it, two words are "shocking", and four words are "worthy of the name". If Director Zhang's films reflect the original ecology of rural areas in western China, and Section Chief Jia's films reflect the marginalized people in small cities in the mainland, then Lou Ye's films reflect the real state of naked life in social life in big cities.

Not to mention that Zhou Xun's performance is worthy of the title of the queen of the Paris International Film Festival, that is, Jia Hongsheng who plays the motor in it, Wang Dalun asked himself at the time, if he acted, can he reach the level of Jia Hongsheng? The answer is no, he is ashamed.

But if you put aside the acting skills of the heroes and heroines in this movie, and the filming techniques and skills of the movie, in terms of content alone, he doesn't like it very much, because what the movie presents is too cruel and too worrying.

Lao Jia's mobile phone rang, he picked it up and looked at it, and said, "It's Lou Ye." ”

Immediately connected the phone, said a few words, hung up and said: "He is in the relevant department now, he will come over later, are you okay?"

"It's fine. Wang Dalun shook his head, and then said curiously: "Isn't he also banned, what are you doing in the relevant departments?"

"He's better than me, but the film is forbidden and people are not banned. He came to the capital this time to review the script. ”

"Can you get through?"

"I don't know. Lao Jia groaned slightly, and then smiled sarcastically: "He is similar to me when I filmed "Platform" this time, they are all cooperating with Shanghai Film Studio, I was fooled, but he is a native of Shanghai." ”

The noodles came up while talking, Wang Dalun looked at the big bowl of oily noodles, and couldn't help but say in pain: "Are you having breakfast or lunch?"

"Breakfast!"

Lao Jia threw off his arms and purred, and his speaking skills went down half a bowl, and they Shanxi people were born with the attribute of eating noodles.

"Why, Teacher Zhu didn't make you breakfast today?" said Wang Dalun with a smile.

Don't look at Lao Jia and Zhao Taohua, in fact, his wife really has nothing to say to him, he was penniless when he married him, and he was also meticulous to him after marriage. It can be said that Lao Jia and his wife's living conditions are that Wang Dalun and Fan Ziyi are one by one, and everything in the family is handled by his wife, and Lao Jia just shakes his hands and is busy with his movies.

Lao Jia's action of eating noodles paused for a moment, and said vaguely: "She is not at home." ”

It may be that Liu Ling's breakup yesterday and the quarrel between himself and his girlfriend made Wang Dalun extremely sensitive, and noticed Lao Jia's abnormality, and couldn't help asking: "You also quarreled?"

Lao Jia didn't say a word, until he finished eating noodles, wiped his mouth with a napkin, I don't know if he didn't bring a cigarette or was too lazy to take the cigarette out of his pocket, he directly picked up Wang Dalun's cigarette on the table, lit one, took a deep breath, looked at the traffic outside the window, sighed and said: "She told me she wanted to study abroad." ”

"Study abroad?"

Wang Dalun was stunned, his wife stayed in school for graduate school after graduating from university, they had a master's degree before they got married, and now they are a lecturer in the photography department of the film academy. Besides, she and Lao Jia have been married for more than two years, and they are about the same age, so it is only serious to have children early, which one to study?

However, when he noticed Lao Jia's lonely expression, he couldn't help blurting out: "What happened to the east window?"

"What are you talking about!" Lao Jia turned around, looking dissatisfied but a little embarrassed.

When it came to this, he had to explain: "Well, she never asked me. Actually, there really isn't much ...... between me and Zhao Tao."

Wang Dalun pursed his lips secretly, and immediately despised this product.

But at this moment, Lao Jia, who has always been wise, looked out of the window with a confused look, took two puffs of cigarette, snuffed it out, and rubbed his face vigorously with both hands. This is his habitual action, and whenever filming hits a bottleneck, he always does this.