Chapter 24: Movie Night

Renovated living room. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Gu Lian took out his mobile phone, flipped to one of the groups in his phone book, and the long phone number was quietly crawling among them, waiting for the call at any time.

"See?" Gu Lian put the phone in front of Chenxing's eyes and shook it. "Beijing and Shanghai are surrounded by large and small cultural and entertainment companies, performing arts intermediaries, high-end bars, clubs, and acupuncture companies,...... I'll make a few more phone calls and find you a few dinners. You can run a few more dinners a night and earn hundreds of thousands. Gu Lian smiled viciously, "If you are so short of money, you should reduce the shelf, and just order it!" ”

Chenxing really took her mobile phone, looked at the stored names of those numbers, and seriously flipped through them from top to bottom, "You do know a lot of people." In terms of time, the level of the saved number is getting higher and higher. Have you been in contact with any of these people? ”

Gu Lian realized more and more at this time that Chenxing's ability to change the topic was top-notch. From another point of view, these phone numbers do reflect the trajectory of Gu Lian's struggle in this circle so far. Like all the people who have been punctured with the little secret in their hearts for a while, Gu Lian grabbed his mobile phone, "What, are you interested?" You just say a few places you like, I'll call over and help you introduce them soon, and by the way, I can also meet old friends. ”

Chenxing sat on the couch with the TV turned off. No one wants to use it anymore to listen to those noisy and slow Peking Operas.

"We have already talked about the drama changes, and I have no opinion on this, and I am willing to cooperate. However, it is inevitable that the remuneration will increase accordingly if the role increases. You're so angry because you don't have the right to decide, right? Chenxing glanced at Gu Lian playfully.

Why didn't I find that Chenxing had such a sharp side when I was chasing stars before, and this kind of all-knowing eyes made Gu Lian inexplicably annoying.

is worthy of being a guy who has debuted in the entertainment industry for many years, and it is quite accurate to look at people and the world without knowing the current affairs. But the more he sees things clearly, the more hated his attitude becomes.

didn't give Gu Lian a chance to defend himself, Chenxing smiled, got up and stretched, "You still have to see the script to decide." I'm just expressing my opinion to you, and I don't mean to negotiate with you. The implication is that Gu Lian is not qualified to negotiate with him at all. After finishing speaking, he said "good night" to Gu Lian lightly, and went straight to the attic.

It's really not early, I returned to Chenxing's house from the old Shanghainese-style restaurant, and talked for a while, it was already past midnight.

Chenxing's home has been cleaned, and Gu Lian can sleep in several guest rooms. With the purpose of absolutely avoiding the third-floor room where Wei Kexin once lived, Gu Lian chose another second-floor guest room, and after washing up, he lay on the bed and tossed and turned for half an hour without the slightest sleep. Gu Lian has a habit of making it difficult to fall asleep after midnight. I usually go to bed before 12 o'clock, otherwise I have to stay up until I feel sleepy before climbing into bed.

After frying fish in bed for a while, Gu Lian was irritable in his heart, thinking more and more, and the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't sleep. When he closed his eyes, his mind was full of Chenxing's affairs, and his expression as if he had seen through himself.

I couldn't help but get up from the bed, pull up the lamp, the light dispelled the darkness, and I felt a little quieter in my body and mind. At this time, Gu Lian felt as if he had heard something. She wondered.

The door was tightly closed. I quietly walked to the door and listened for a while, the voice was far and near, high and low, very faint. After listening to it for a while, Gu Lian had some feeling that it was the sound of something playing on the TV.

Gu Lian opened the door and looked downstairs, her room was very close to the stairs on the second floor, walked a few steps, leaned on the railing and looked down.

The living room was dim, and no lights were on. The only source of light comes from the 100-foot-wide screen that falls from the ceiling at some point, and the projector casts a clear image on the otherwise blank screen, staging an illusory human tragicomedy.

Chenxing sat on the sofa in the center, changed his coat early, and wore pajamas with the same theme of Doraemon that matched the apron, and watched quietly.

No wonder the downstairs living room of Chenxing's house is so big and so empty. At first, Gu Lian thought it was for a party when there were many friends, but it was actually for a theater. Gu Lian knows that this high-definition digital home theater system is not only expensive, but also has high requirements for space and space for playback, and even if ordinary people can afford it, there is not so much space to make good use of. When he first came, Gu Lian didn't even notice that there were so many mysteries hidden on this cascading and gorgeous ceiling.

It seems that the 40-inch rear projection TV that Mrs. Shen watched was just her habit. For something as trendy as home theater, I definitely can't adapt to it.

The projector and CD player were both on, and Gu Lian noticed that the high-power sound system was not fully operational, only the most basic volume was turned on. With such a high-definition cinema-level picture, but there is no comparable sound to match it, the audio-visual enjoyment is half discounted. Most of the time, the host has to take care of the sleeping guests, so the sound system is not fully turned on.

Chenxing looked at it all over, and didn't notice the movement behind it.

On the screen is an Italian film with a very old background in France, with Chinese subtitles. It can also be seen clearly from Gu Lian's point of view.

"The Last Tango in Paris", once banned by the Holy See in Italy, is directed by Italian Bertolucci and starring American actor Marlon Brando.

There are many **** scenes in the film, and those scenes make Gu Lian, who was obsessed with Western literary movies for a while in college, a little difficult to adapt to when he saw it for the first time. The worst thing is that she watched this movie in an Internet café, and the obscene-looking Internet café administrator who passed by laughed at her a few times. She knows that others think she is watching a tertiary film, but she can't explain that this is a world-famous classic film, and the more she explains, the easier it is to make people laugh. Many people just want to see the flesh and ****, and don't want to know the connotation. Just like some boys she knows will borrow a number of foreign literary movies with more **** plots, but not for the so-called "literature and art". Later, Gu Lian bought a disc and secretly played it at home in the middle of the night before watching it.

The movie is only about halfway through, and after the heroine and the male protagonist are crazy about making (anti-hexie) love, they are together with their literary and artistic young boyfriends to prepare for various ceremonies of marriage.

Chenxing watched intently.

Although Gu Lian has watched this film, he found that he couldn't remember some of the plots of the film clearly. She stood upstairs and watched quietly.

It seems that I haven't touched this kind of movie or book for a long time, first, I don't have time, and second, I don't have the mood.

At night when I couldn't sleep, I was very patient when I watched these things, and Gu Lian vaguely remembered some of the pure literary and artistic petty bourgeois feelings that she had in college.

The male protagonist is a gloomy and mysterious middle-aged man, traumatized, unable to accept the fact that his wife committed suicide, eager to escape, and meet the young and beautiful heroine Pingshui to vent ****. The tone of the whole film seems old and gloomy today, but there is a special beauty. When the heroine says she loves him, he insults her in a more brutal way than usual. The picture is simple and straightforward, without reservation. Compared to some of today's graded films, this scale still seems quite shocking. But that atmosphere of despair, nowhere to escape, is special and cannot be replicated.

The heroine eventually leaves the middle-aged man, and at this point the man finds himself in love with her. The answer she gave was that it was too late, that she was about to get married. The tide of events reversed, and he chased her to the tango hall, just as a grand tango match was drawing to a close. The judges with funny looks and tones announced: Bless the last tango! It's time for the curtain to end.

In the end, he dies on the balcony of the heroine's mother's house, and it is the heroine who shoots it.

At the end of the picture, the close-up of the actor's dying expression is magnified, and the entire screen Marlon Brando's old face that has been devastated by the years reveals infinite pain and confusion, and perhaps relief. He slowly falls, with the gray sky of Paris and the even grayer roofs under the sky.

It's a heavy film. At least not easily. If it weren't for such a sleepless night, Gu Lian would not have been interested in watching such a film that knows the beginning and the ending and knows that there is no entertainment component.

Chenxing rewinds the movie back to the scene where the male protagonist has just been shot, and the scene freezes on his perfect facial expression, and then pauses. Chenxing stared intently for a long time, his gaze was sacred, almost worshipping.

"His performance has surpassed his acting skills." After a long time, Chenxing suddenly said.

Gu Lian was stunned, only to know that he had already discovered his existence, he was talking to himself, and asked rhetorically, "Marlon Brando made films for money in the later period, including this "The Last Tango in Paris". It's so late, how do you watch this kind of movie? ”

"Isn't it normal for actors to watch movies and study and study?" Chenxing said as a matter of course.

Gu Lian was confused.

The way old movies are performed simply doesn't work for today's fast-food-style pop acting style. This kind of film is only used as a textbook when students go to school. How many famous actors have time to watch such ancient movies and figure out the performing arts of those palace-level masters?

Chenxing withdrew from the disc, turned on the light, and looked back at Gu Lian, "Do you want to watch any more movies?" ”

Gu Lian didn't shirk anymore, and simply went downstairs.

found that Chenxing brought down a small cardboard box full of movie discs, many foreign language movies, some of which Gu Lian had never heard of. Chenxing said that there was still a bookcase in the study upstairs that had not been taken down. Since Mrs. Shen came, she hadn't watched a movie, and she owed a lot of things she wanted to watch.

"So you should thank me for that." Gu Lian never forgot to take back any advantage for himself in front of him at any time.

Gu Lian casually picked a Spanish life movie, which is not very famous, but it looks like a light comedy. It turned out to be boring. Gu Lian complained, and Chenxing said that he had picked it up casually from the small shops opened by Chinese in some small towns when he was traveling in Western Europe, and he was basically trying his luck.

Chen Xing and Gu Lian don't like to talk too much when watching movies, although the movie is boring, the scenery is very good, and the Western European scenery along the way is like a picture of natural angles. Gu Lian sometimes feels that the movie is really boring, and can't help but look at Chenxing, in the changing and swaying light and shadow, Chenxing looks at the side of the screen intently The silhouette is perfectly outlined, resolute and soft. A masterpiece by a genius art sculptor, Pei Yueyue once described the contour curve of Chenxing's face so obsessively.

The two of them each occupied one side of the couch, watched and watched, and saw that they both fell asleep at the end.

When Gu Lian woke up from the back pain, the big screen had already retracted to the ceiling. Lying alone on the couch with a blanket on his body.

I slept on the couch for two nights in a row. Gu Lian blamed himself for not enjoying it, and went down in the middle of the night to watch a movie.

Dragged his tired body up to the room on the second floor, stood on the balcony and breathed in the fresh air, ready to wake up. I have promised that Sister S will take the train back in the morning, and it is already seven o'clock at this time, and I can't sleep anymore.

It's still a sunny morning. Dappled tree shadows, clear sunshine, cool morning breeze, fresh air. Gu Lian finally experienced a feeling of coming to life, stretched his body for a long time, and stretched his waist.

Looking beyond the balcony and across the courtyard, Gu Lian suddenly saw a handsome figure jogging calmly on the boulevard not far away. Dressed in casual and sports attire, he looks extremely energetic and young, completely like a young man in his early 20s, and I am afraid that no one will believe him if he is a newly enrolled college student.

Gu Lian remembered with some jealousy that this guy born in 1979 was actually over 30 years old.

The phone rang.

"Rong Yu and I have left Hengdian and are destined to meet again, don't forget the promise I told you, you should know that my promise will never be invalidated. PS, there will definitely be a fate. It was a text message from Yu Youjia.

Gu Lian suddenly felt that this morning was particularly beautiful and refreshing.

"Yes. I was in Shanghai, but I was going back to Hengdian soon. It's been a busy two days, and I haven't had time to say anything to you. As soon as Gu Lian finished replying, another text message appeared.

"What do you want for breakfast, fritters and soy milk, I can bring it back when I go for a morning run. If you don't wake up, the message will be invalidated, and you'll have lost your choice. ”

This time it was sent by the Martians.

Gu Lian smiled and replied, "I don't eat fritters, but I eat soy milk." ”

We'll talk about that later, but for now, let's wait and enjoy your breakfast.