Qiong Yao stood in Wang Zijun's barber shop, which was filled with the smell of an inferior shampoo, and there were pinched hair all over the floor.

The room was cramped, with very little furniture, no radio, no bookshelves, not even a television. Qiong Yao, who was born in a scholarly family, couldn't imagine that Wang Zijun, who can write beautiful lyrics and novels, actually grew up in such an environment.

Don't know where he got his knowledge and information from?

"Miss Chen, you drink water first, Zijun is on his way back." Wang Ziyun greeted earnestly, in her eyes, Qiong Yao was a big shot, and the TV series that the sisters in the factory talked about in the past were all written by Qiong Yao.

Wang Zhixian didn't take Qiong Yao very seriously, only nodded at her, and went about his own business.

"Thank you!" Qiong Yao smiled and took the water glass.

Soon another haircut guest came to the door, and Wang Ziyun said embarrassedly: "Miss Chen, let's go to the back room and wait, my dad will be busy for a while, and his hair will fly wildly." ”

Qiong Yao didn't want to stay in a place where her hair was, so she followed her in kindly.

"Was that when you were kids?" Qiong Yao looked up and saw an old photo on the wall, three children standing in a row in thick jackets, with innocent smiles on their faces.

Wang Ziyun pointed to the photo and said: "The middle is my brother, he was 13 years old at that time, and Zijun was only 4 years old, but he was quite tall." ”

"It's quite tall, at least like a 6-year-old." Qiong Yao commented with a smile, "Then he must be very tall now." ”

"Yes, it's 1.78 meters, a little taller than my big brother, and I'm still growing tall." Wang Ziyun was very happy when she talked about her younger brother.

Qiong Yao's eyes turned to a large photo frame next to her, and the glass mirror was full of trivial small photos, which looked like they had been for some years.

Is that?

Qiong Yao's eyes suddenly condensed in the middle one, and she stepped forward in surprise to take a closer look.

The photograph shows three men, two of whom are wearing gray cotton military uniforms, but the epaulettes and armbands are all bare, and it is not clear what rank and position they are. The person next to him was wearing a suit, and his smile was quite elegant. Behind them is a mud wall and thatched roof, and at their feet there is a dirt dog sticking out its tongue, which looks like it is in a small farm yard.

"Is the one on the left of this photo Ling Zun?" Qiong Yao asked.

"yes. You see my dad was angry when he was young, my mom was a rich lady back then, and she eloped with him. Wang Ziyun said proudly.

Qiong Yao asked again: "Then who is this soldier in the middle?" ”

Wang Ziyun shook her head and said, "I don't know, I had this photo when I was a child, and every time my dad looks at the person in the photo, he sighs." ”

The soldier Qiong Yao in the middle doesn't know, but she knows the man in the suit on the far right - Zhang Hatshui, the first writer of the Republic of China and the representative of the Mandarin Duck Butterfly faction!

At that time, Zhang Hatshui's book fans were all over the country, from masters and professors to people's pawns, all of whom had his fans. To talk about his influence, Chiang Kai-shek and Song Meiling once visited in person, but after Zhang Hatshui entertained these two, he only asked the servants to send him out. Regarding Zhang Xueliang's invitation, Zhang Hatshui directly refused. At the beginning of the founding of the Celestial Empire, Zhang Hatshui unfortunately suffered a stroke. He was immediately hired as a consultant to the Ministry of Culture, and 600 catties of rice were distributed every month.

Qiong Yao suddenly thought of a passage in the preface of "Long Live the Tiger": "It was in January and February of 1944, in Taozigou, South Hot Spring, two uninvited guests came to my thatched house. They were all dressed in gray cotton uniforms, and their faces were black, and they were completely warriors. I was stunned by the presence of two GIs, so I busied myself with the hospitality. After passing the name, I was in awe, they are two strong men who adhered to Changde not long ago. They wouldn't let me write my name, even if it was Mr. A and Mr. B. They said: There is nothing else to do here, because they cherish that their compatriots died very heroically in Changde, more than 8,000 people, and more than 90 percent of them died in battle. And they who will die after them will praise these heroic deeds. They are martial artists, they are used to holding guns, but they are not used to holding pens, and they want me to write them a novel......"

Could it be that the old man outside who was drooping and old, cutting other people's hair for a living, was actually the remaining Tiger Ben Army soldiers who died in the defense of Changde back then?

"Miss Chen, are you unwell?" Wang Ziyun saw that her face was wrong, and asked with concern.

"Nothing." Qiong Yao said, "Can you tell me about Ling Zun being a soldier?" I'm interested in the things of fighters. ”

……

"Dad, this is the best rice wine I brought back for you, it's okay to drink two sips, it's good for your rheumatism." Wang Zijun put down the wine jar and asked, "What about the guests at home?" ”

"In the back room." Wang Zhixian pointed casually. After Wang Zijun entered, he couldn't help but open the wine jar, and thought happily in his heart: The younger son is still filial, thinking about his old son's rheumatism, and the eldest son has always come back empty-handed.

When Wang Zijun entered the house, he saw his sister and Qiong Yao sitting on the bench chatting energetically, and immediately said, "Mr. Qiong Yao is here, and he is shining." ”

"Zijun is back, come here, Sister Chen and I are talking about Dad." Wang Ziyun beckoned.

Well, in just a few hours, the two daughters have become sisters. Wang Zijun really admired.

When Qiong Yao saw Wang Zijun coming back, she couldn't help but quip: "Mr. Wang is a busy man now, and it's not easy to meet him." ”

Wang Zijun couldn't help but be surprised when he saw Qiong Yao's smiling appearance, he was not familiar with her, why did he joke as soon as they met. However, he is also an informal surname, and said with a smile: "Busy but you have to divide people, you see Sister Chen, as soon as you summon, won't I come back immediately?" ”

Qiong Yao couldn't imagine that he was not at all ashamed like ordinary young people, and he actually hit a snake and sticked to it by taking advantage of the topic. I didn't joke anymore at the moment, and said seriously: "I came this time mainly to invite you to participate in a movie." ”

"What movie?" Wang Zijun asked.

""Caiyun Fei", produced by my Firebird Company, and the director is Li Xing." Qiong Yao introduced.

When it comes to Taiwanese directors, the first thing that many people think of now is Hou Hsiao-hsien and Ang Lee. But in the sixties and seventies, Li Xing's movies swept across Taiwan, and they were applauded and acclaimed, and they won the Golden Horse Awards.

Wang Zijun was surprised: "Why did you choose me?" ”

Qiong Yao glanced at him and said, "I have the most important eye for making movies, and I think you are Meng Yunlou in "Caiyunfei", so I found you." ”

Wang Zijun then remembered that Qiong Yao had a habit of picking people, as long as she was an actor she liked, she would have to find an actor to act. Wang Yan, the former Yao girl, Qiong Yao likes her very much, so much so that she was invited several times before and after, and finally pulled her to play Qing'er in "Returning the Pearl 2".

Wang Zijun's mind was racing, thinking about whether to take on this scene. First of all, with Li Xing and Qiong Yao here, this drama will definitely be a big hit, there is no doubt about it. It's just that if you are reborn again, you have to be an actor again?

In his previous life, for Wang Zijun, being an actor was a profession, singing was a sideline, and being a director was his ideal and hobby. It's just that now if you want to be a director and make a movie, you are poor and have nothing, unless you spend a lot of money to buy the next film company, then everything is ready-made, just start shooting.

Wang Zijun quickly flipped through the information and found that Cathay Pacific Film Company was about to go bankrupt, and it was Zou Wenhuai of Hong Kong Golden Harvest who took over its studio and distribution channels. In terms of your own strength, you can't grab it, so don't be delusional.

And that kind of small film company, Wang Zijun has no information at all, and he doesn't know anything about them.

There is also a way to do this, and that is to read and shoot by yourself. But the problem is that Wang Zijun is not familiar with the current film circle at all, and he doesn't even know a good photographer, so he can't find anyone to form a crew.

After thinking about it for a while, Wang Zijun still decided to agree, at least during the filming period, to get acquainted with the current Taiwanese film circle.

"I wonder if there is a candidate for the heroine?" Wang Zijun asked.

Qiong Yao said: "It's already there, and I'm going to find Zhen Zhen to act." ”

Zhen Zhen is the wife of Liu Jiachang in the future, an actress who is as famous as Lin Qingxia in the 70s.

Wang Zijun said: "I agreed to participate in the performance, but I have one condition. ”

"On what terms?" Qiong Yao asked.

"The heroine is recommended by me." Wang Zijun said with a smile.

Qiong Yao frowned, thought about it for a while, and said, "I'm going to look at people first." ”

"Yes."