Chapter 19: The Little Girl Who Lost Her Wallet

In September, the filming was over, and Wang Dalun planned to go back, after all, he hadn't gone home for more than a year. There were not many people who wanted to say goodbye, so before leaving, he called Lao Jia and went to Liu's house to say goodbye.

I don't know when it started, there is an extra girl in Lao Jia's house, a senior sister who graduated from the photography department and is studying for graduate school, and she worked as a photographer when Lao Jia filmed "Little Mountain Comes Home". Since there is red sleeves and fragrance, Lao Jia completed the script creation of the idol drama "Gentle Night" before the start of school.

The only regret is that South Korea held a Busan Film Festival this year, and Zhang Yuan took "East Palace and West Palace" to participate in the exhibition. When he left, because Wang Dalun's drama had not yet been filmed, he could only hand over his arms, and he had never taken a plane or gone abroad in his two lives.

To go home, I originally took a train to the provincial capital of Hangzhou, and then transferred to a bus. But when he arrived in the magic capital, Wang Dalun got out of the car early. First take the subway to People's Square, and then take the bus to a place called Zhangjiang.

Zhangjiang belongs to Pudong. Now is the time for the development of Pudong, and Zhangjiang is full of construction sites. Wang Dalun was very familiar with this place, and he came to a construction site.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing?"

Just as he was about to go inside, an old man who was guarding the gate came over and stopped him. The uncle looked at the face, Wang Dalun was not impressed, but the Sichuan voice made him listen to it very kindly.

"Uncle, is there a baby named Wang Dalun here?" he also asked in a deliberate Sichuan accent.

"What's it called?" the uncle didn't seem to hear clearly.

"King, great, Lun. ”

The uncle thought about it carefully, shook his head and said, "No, there is no baby called Wang Dalun here." ”

Wang Dalun chuckled in his heart, and then asked, "What about Wang Ergou? He is the foreman of the contractor here." ”

The uncle still shook his head, "No, the contractor here is surnamed Huang, and the grass is Huang, and he is my nephew." I don't have to call Wang Ergou. ”

Maybe everyone is a fellow countryman, and the uncle also asked with concern: "Baby, are you looking for someone, right? We don't have it here, you may be in the wrong place, there are more than a dozen construction sites here." ”

"Oh, thank you, uncle. ”

Wang Dalun can't be mistaken, he worked in Zhangjiang for three years in his last life, and this was the first construction site where he worked.

It's okay this way, the original Wang Dalun doesn't have zài, and he doesn't have to suffer from poverty in this world, which may be the best result. There was an inexplicable relief in his heart, as if a big stone had been unloaded.

The last thing on his mind was finally settled, he regained his mood and returned to the city, he wanted to buy some gifts for his parents and sister in this life.

Huaihai Road, a famous shopping street in the magic capital, he had never been to it in his previous life. There is also a more famous shopping street in the magic capital - Nanjing Road, but he heard that Nanjing Road is visited by outsiders, and locals visit Huaihai Road.

There are all kinds of specialty stores on both sides of Huaihai Road, and the prices inside are staggeringly expensive. Maybe the phrase "locals go to Huaihai Road" is their self-promotion, after all, the goods in these specialty stores are not affordable for ordinary people.

Wang Dalun was looking for a bus stop to go to the famous shopping street where outsiders shopped, but found that not far away colorful flags were displayed, and the music was noisy, which was very lively. When I got closer, I saw the opening of a department store, with a huge banner reading "Opening Reward", and beautiful girls singing and dancing on the stage at the entrance.

He was not at all interested in this third-rate singing and dancing, and crowded into the mall with the flow of people. The price of the goods in this is quite fair, and the original owner's memory clearly tells him about his family's preferences, he bought a pair of leather shoes for his father, two beautiful clothes for his mother, and a genuine hellokitty schoolbag for his sister.

When he went downstairs, Wang Dalun found a wallet folded with a magazine at the corner of the stairs on the first floor. At the same time that Wang Dalun saw this wallet, a fat aunt obviously noticed it, but Wang Dalun was close, and when he picked it up from the ground, the fat aunt could only look at him with resentment and walked away.

When I opened it, there was a lot of money inside, three brand-new 100 yuan bills, some change, a key, a student ID, and a plastic tag.

It's still a child who lost the money, Sun Li, hey, this name is so familiar, it is difficult for Wang Dalun to associate the domineering Huan Huan in his memory with the little Lori with a big head and a small face on the listing photo, and her forehead is still bare. The sign says Oriental Friends Art Troupe, and the description at the back has a phone number.

Wang Dalun found a public phone and tried to dial the number on the sign. The other party is really the Oriental Friends Art Troupe, I heard that he picked up Sun Li's wallet, and the other party was very enthusiastic to help him check Sun Li's phone number.

I dialed it again, and the phone rang for a long time before a middle-aged woman's voice picked up: "Hey, who are you looking for?"

Wang Dalun couldn't speak but understood the very nice Modu accent, and he said in Mandarin: "Is this Sun Li's house?

"Yes, but Lili isn't at home. Do you have anything to do with her?" the other party also replied in non-standard Mandarin, and although there was no obvious change in his voice, it sounded a little wary.

"That's right, I saw a wallet with Sun Li's student ID card and the tag of the Oriental Friends Art Troupe. I called the art troupe, and they gave me this phone number, and I called. ”

"Oh, thank you so much, you're such a warm-hearted person. Where are you? I'll come and get it right away. ”

Wang Dalun was a little uneasy, and asked, "In this way, let me check the situation with you first, do you know what Sun Li's wallet is?"

"Oh, it looks like I made it myself from a magazine, and I don't think there's much money in it...... Well, it doesn't matter if you have money, it's mainly about the student ID card and the listing of the art troupe, and it's very troublesome to lose it. ”

Hey, the tone is quite big, and it doesn't matter if it's more than 300 yuan?

"Wait a minute, there's a knock on the door, I'll open the door. The woman on the other end of the line continued.

Wang Dalun could only hold the phone and wait, and after a while, there was a faint conversation on the other end of the phone:

"What are you crying about...... Oops, and today's performance fee...... Three hundred! Oh, this little girl is really not careful. Fortunately, someone picked it up, and the call just came to the house......"

Then came the woman's hurried voice: "Ouch, this gentleman, thank you so much." There should be more than 300 yuan in the wallet, oh, I'll let Lili tell you about the specific situation. ”

It seems that more than 300 pieces is still a large amount. Then a girl's weak voice came: "Hello, uncle!"

Well, uncle, well, for the sake of you haven't seen me yet.

"You're Sun Li, right? Can you describe what's in your wallet?"

"Yes, uncle. My wallet was folded with coated paper of a magazine, and there were three hundred and twenty-one five cents in it, a student ID, a tag from the Oriental Friends Art Troupe, and a key, which was made of brass with a bull's head tag printed on it. ”

Wang Dalun flipped through his wallet again, "Well, that's right." I picked it up at the Parkson mall here, you can take it, I'll wait at the gate. ”

"Uncle, I don't know you, how can I find you?" the little girl was very attentive and asked more.

"Oh, don't call me uncle, I'm not very old, I'm in my early twenties. Wang Dalun really couldn't listen to it, and said: "I'm wearing a white T-shirt and navy blue pants. There was a stage at the gate, and I was waiting under the pillar on the right side of the stage. You need to hurry, I have to catch the train. ”

"Okay, uncle, I'll be there in twenty minutes at most. ”

Ouch mom, how can you return your uncle!

"Okay, then I'll wait. ”

Wang Dalun hung up the phone with a painful face, walked out of the mall with a big bag and a small bag, and stood under the pillar on the right side of the stage and waited. By this time, the show had ended, and he lit a cigarette in boredom.

Before the second cigarette was finished, Wang Dalun saw a little girl panting and running towards the gate, with a big head and a bare forehead, he recognized this little girl as Sun Li at a glance.

At the same time, Sun Li also found him, as if she was not sure, and looked to the side again, the young one, wearing a white T-shirt, seemed to be the person in front of him who was smoking.

"Uncle, are you the one who picked up my wallet?" Sun Li walked over and asked cautiously.

Wang Dalun didn't bother to explain, looking at Sun Li's red eyes, and she looked quite pitiful when she cried, she took out the colorful wallet and handed it over: "Give, your wallet." ”

Sun Li's eyes lit up as soon as she saw her wallet, and she couldn't wait to take it over, carefully count the things in her wallet, and a bright smile suddenly bloomed on her face, and she bowed deeply to Wang Dalun: "Thank you, uncle." ”

"No thanks. ”

Although the title was a little harsh, Wang Dalun looked at her with a cute look and couldn't help laughing: "Little girl, don't be so careless in the future." I'm glad I found your wallet, otherwise I'd probably have told you about ByeBye. ”

"Hmm. Sun Li nodded very seriously, and said in return: "Uncle, if you delay your time, you still have to catch the train, I'll send you to the train station." ”

Wang Dalun was a little skeptical at first, but now that he sees the real person, he is sure that the little girl in front of him is Huan Huan's Loli version. He secretly sighed that his luck was really good, and he met Zhang Yuan after doing a rare good deed in the capital; He wondered if he should buy some lottery tickets and maybe win a jackpot.

Originally, he didn't want to trouble other little girls, but after thinking about it, it would be quite face-saving to let the future lady serve, so he changed his mind and handed over the two bags in his hand: "Okay, help my uncle take it." ”

In fact, it is very convenient to get to the train station, and there is a subway station below the mall, which can go directly to the train station. On the subway, Wang Dalun inquired about Niangniang's gossip with great interest, and knew that her mother loved her very much, knew that she danced very well, and visited many countries with the Oriental Friends Art Troupe, and also knew that her academic performance was not good.

When Niangniang learned that he graduated from the Beijing Film Academy and had also made movies and TV series, her eyes immediately widened, full of envy and admiration.

"Uncle, I've always dreamed of making movies. ”

"Uncle Ha, I believe your dream will come true. ”

"Really?" Niangniang looked incredulous, but quickly lowered her head again, "However, my academic performance is not good, and I will definitely not be able to enter university in the future." ”

"Well, in fact, the Beijing Film Academy, Chinese opera, including the drama here, the score requirements for cultural classes are not too high, mainly to see if you can pass the guò art exam. I think my uncle's academic performance was also very poor, and he was not admitted to the film school the same. As long as you work hard, I think you can do it. Wang Dalun taught the Lori version of the mother in the tone of a passer-by.

The little girl seemed very encouraged to hear this, and took the initiative to ask him for contact information, and planned to ask for advice in the future.

"Goodbye, uncle. ”

On the square of the railway station, Sun Li and Wang Dalun waved goodbye. When he walked a long distance and turned back unintentionally, he found that Sun Li was still standing there watching him, and his heart was slightly moved. He doesn't know if Sun Li will be admitted to film school, Chinese opera or drama in the future, but he knows that she will definitely be popular, and she will be purple. xh:.74.240.212