The next day, Lin Youlun asked Lu Bo to help with the half-day shift, and asked him to borrow 300 yuan, and bought some bird's nest on the way, ready to take it back to make up for his mother's body.

Lam Yau Lun's family lives in a "housing estate" in Sha Tin. The so-called "housing estate" is actually a patchwork of more than a dozen super courtyard houses composed of several super residential buildings, all of which are inhabited by poor citizens from the bottom of Hong Kong. Wet and rough roads, crowded and narrow laneways, dilapidated shacks, various advertisements, criss-crossing power lines...... Walking here, Lin Youlun involuntarily imagined in his mind that a little boy walked through the narrow and winding alleys every day, delivering fast food to all kinds of people. Memories from childhood remind Lin Youlun all the time that this is where he grew up.

In a laundry next to a street, Lin Youlun met his mother. Compared to the last time we met, her gray hair had become more and less luster, and her slightly raised eye bubbles, thin cheeks and wrinkles on her forehead marked her long-term hard work.

Obviously, the body is dominated by the soul of the next generation, but I don't know what to do, seeing his mother's busy figure, Lin Youlun's nose was sore, and his eyes were actually a little wet.

"Mom—" he called out softly, his voice shaking.

Chen Huiqing raised her head and found her son standing at the door of the laundry, and at first she thought she was dazzled.

"Aaron, why did you come back all of a sudden? You kid, you don't say a word in advance when you come back, you still buy so many things when you come. Chen Huiqing was very happy at first, but when she saw that Lin Youlun was still carrying something in her hand, she couldn't help complaining to him.

A man poked his head out of the back room, "Yo, Aaron is back?" ”

He is the owner of this laundry, and Lin Youlun used to call him Uncle Gui.

"Huiqing, Alun finally came back, you can rest today."

Uncle Gui used to live in a housing estate, and he was quite generous to others.

"What are you resting for? It's amazing that my son is back! There are so many things in the store, she is gone, do you want to exhaust the old lady? "A woman with a few curls in her hair and a fierce face came out, and Uncle Gui immediately shrank her head, and he was notoriously afraid of his wife in this street.

Your uncle's wife's mouth is as sharp as a knife, and her speech is harsh and mean. She glanced at Lin Youlun and saw the bird's nest he was carrying, and there was a disdain in his upturned upper lip and eyebrows.

"Yo, isn't this Aaron? I heard that you can eat bird's nest when you are out of the house. ”

Lin Youlun glanced at her, the silent gaze surprised the proprietress in her heart, and after Lin Youlun stared at her, she suddenly realized that this kid didn't seem to be the same as before.

"Aaron, why don't you go home first, and I'll go back and get you something to eat after I'm done in the store." Chen Huiqing whispered beside her son. She had been angry with this woman before, and she didn't want her son to follow here to see each other's faces.

Lin Youlun took a step forward, ignored the proprietress standing in front of him, and shouted directly into the house: "Uncle Gui, come out, I have something to discuss with you." ”

Uncle Gui walked out of the house slowly, and he didn't dare to look at his wife, so he only asked Lin Youlun what was the matter.

"My mom is going to quit her job at the laundry, please calculate her salary this month."

"No! If she wants to get paid, she has to be honest with me and finish the month; If you don't finish this month, you won't have a penny of salary! Do you really think of this as your own home, come and go whenever you want? Before Uncle Gui could react, his wife had already jumped up, she crossed her waist with one hand and pointed at Chen Huiqing and Lin Youlun's mother and son, putting on a shrewd posture to scold the street, which immediately attracted the attention of many neighbors.

Chen Huiqing didn't expect her son to resign so abruptly, she was worried that her uncle's wife would come forward and pull Lin Youlun and hurriedly block in front of her son. …,

Lin Youlun stood up from behind his mother and glanced at his uncle and wife with disdain, his eyes were cold and translucent, as if he could see through people's souls.

Uncle Gui's wife was a little uncomfortable by Lin Youlun, and pretended to shrug her eyebrows fiercely, which was matched with her pointed nose, forming a rather disgusting face. Lin Youlun only looked at her twice from beginning to end, and both times left a deep impression on her.

"Mom, let's go!" Lin Youlun didn't bother talking to this woman, and left without looking back.

The people around who were watching the excitement dispersed in a hurry, leaving only your uncle and wife standing there, looking as if she had won, but Lin Youlun's calm reaction made her feel like she had punched the cotton, and there was an indescribable grievance in her heart.

Chen Huiqing silently followed behind her son, and when Lin Youlun came back this time, she found that her son was really different from before.

The two walked through the streets and alleys, and from time to time people they knew greeted their mother and son. Living in a slum also has the advantage of living in a slum, and the old neighbors are obviously closer together, closer and more humane.

Lin Youlun's home is a single room of less than 40 square meters, which is divided into two rooms by wooden planks, and Lin Youlun has always lived in the outside room.

Chen Huiqing asked her son to come into the house to rest, and she went to prepare food. The people who live in this building don't have a special kitchen, just put a table at the door of each room, put a kerosene stove, and stuff pots and pans in drawers. Mother was cooking outside, and Lin Youlun was lying on the bed in her room, her eyes staring at the ceiling, thinking about something.

Lin Youlun is just a soul crossing, and the spontaneous emotions of this body are not controlled by him at all. At the moment of meeting his mother, Lin Youlun can be regarded as truly integrated into his identity, Yang Sen has become a thing of the past, and now he is Lin Youlun.

Two simple side dishes and an egg, but Lin Youlun ate with relish, Chen Huiqing asked him about changing jobs, Lin Youlun only said that his current job is very leisurely, and the salary is not bad, so that his mother does not have to worry about him.

Because he told Uncle Lu that he would only work for half a day, Lin Youlun had to leave after eating. Before leaving, he stuffed all the money he had into his mother's hands, and only kept the money for his own journey.

Today, Lin Youlun also made an appointment to sign a contract with Wang Jing, so he didn't go back to the video hall directly, but took a car to a teahouse on Sha Tsui Road. Go to the teahouse to eat dim sum, Hong Kong people call it "drinking tea", but "drinking tea" is not only drinking tea, but also shrimp dumplings, siu mai, rice noodles, barbecued pork buns, steamed pork ribs and other special snacks can be tasted.

When Lin Youlun arrived, Wang Jing was feasting on a table of delicacies. Lin Youlun pulled out a chair and sat down opposite him, Wang Jing raised his head, only said that Lin Youlun was free to do so, and then lowered his head and ate again. When he was full, he found that the chopsticks in front of Lin Youlun had not been moved at all.

"Why don't you eat it?"

"I don't like to eat other people's leftovers."

"Damn, look at what time it is, I won't starve to death when you come?" Wang Jing complained twice, and then handed over the menu, "Order what you want to eat!" ”

Lin Youlun shook his head, "Forget it, I just ate it." ”

Wang Jing gave Lin Youlun a middle finger with contempt, and he knew that he had been tricked by this kid again.

"I've already drawn up the contract, you can sign it if there is no problem!" Wang Jing handed over the folder he had in hand, and then asked about the script.

Lin Youlun carefully read the terms of the contract, his gambling contract with Wang Jing was written on it in black and white, Wang Jing never thought that he would lose, so he never thought about doing anything about the contract. Lin Youlun signed both contracts, took out a stack of crumpled manuscript paper from his trouser pocket, and threw it to Wang Jing along with one of the contracts.

Wang Jing flipped through the stack of manuscript papers, only to look at it twice and then was stunned, "Boss, you won't be playing with me, right?" ”…,

"Just shoot according to the script, where is all the nonsense?" The contracts were all signed, and Lin Youlun was not worried that Wang Jing would regret it at all.

He sat there leisurely drinking tea and watching the scenery, but Wang Jing quit, "What I want is a movie script, not a storyboard script, you wrote all this, I'm still a fart as a director?" ”

"Then what are you a director for?"

"Make money!" Although Wang Jing looked depressed, he still answered Lin Youlun's question seriously, "My father has always said that talking about art is fake, and making movies is to make a lot of money." ”

Lin Youlun clapped his hands, "Isn't this over, you don't care if it's a script or a storyboard script, how I write and how you shoot, just make money after the most embarrassing!" ”

Wang Jing didn't say a word, picked up the stack of manuscripts and continued to look down. Only halfway through it, he couldn't help but put down the manuscript, and when he looked at Lin Youlun again, the doubt in his eyes turned into shock. He knew that this story was very funny, but he didn't expect it to be so interesting to shoot according to Lin Youlun's idea, the key is that these storyboards seem to have been edited, and together they are a complete and smooth movie. This kind of reduction seems simple, but it requires a very high level of director's skills, Wang Jing can't do it himself, and few directors he knows can do it.

With such a storyboard script, there will be no redundant shots in the early stage of the film, the shooting cost can be minimized, and the shooting will be a complete movie directly, without editing in the later stage, and the shooting cycle can be shortened.

Save time, effort, money, and make a good movie, Wang Jing suddenly found that he had picked up a big bargain.

"I really think you can go straight to the director."

Wang Jing was serious this time, but Lin Youlun shook his head and said: "It's too tiring to be a director, I think it's easier to sell tickets." ”

Wang Jing scolded with a smile: "If the ticket sellers are like you, how can we be directors anymore?" ”

Lin Youlun glanced at him with disdain, this fat man was purely cheap and obedient.

Wang Jing smiled, lowered his head and continued to read the script.

After talking about the matter, Lin Youlun saw that the time was not early, and said to Wang Jing that he would leave first.

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