"Son, go to the south with my father to buy some electronic products, come back and open a store, and we will do business together and make a fortune. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Dad, I don't want to be in business, I want to continue studying film and become a director."

"What, what to learn? When what? ”

"Learn Film! Be a director! ”

"It's just you, you still want to be a director, can you do it, you can be a director of whatever culture you have, you came out of the normal school, who has looked for you!"

"Anyway, don't want me to follow you!"

"You dare to run, believe it or not, Lao Tzu will clean you up!"

When he was 20 years old, one night, Ning Hao had a big fight with his father, who did not support his dream of directing, and his father only thought about how to do business.

A few days later, Ning Hao secretly ran out of his hometown alone, and he came to Yanjing alone.

It was 1997, and the winter in Yanjing was very cold.

It was snowing, and Ning Hao walked alone on the strange streets of Yanjing, he had no job and no place to live.

The snowflakes hit him, and Ning Hao spread out his palms, staring at the crystalline snowflakes falling in his palms, which were melted by the temperature of his palms.

A man dies, but a tree lives.

He is a big man who wants to live, and he can have a place anywhere.

So, Ning Hao started as a bicycle assembler, which was his first job in Yanjing.

A year later, he was admitted to the Yenching Film Academy.

……

……

"Paint, paint, paint, a portrait costs 3 yuan!"

"Come on, uncle, do you want to draw one?"

"Auntie, let's have one."

In 1996, on Wangfujing Street, a young man set up a stall to pull passers-by to paint.

The young man shouted, and there were many passers-by, but no business had come to the door.

The young man was a little depressed, and he had just sat down to rest when a beautiful long-haired girl stopped in front of him.

"Ning Hao, bring me one."

"Y-You know me?"

"Hey, Ning Hao, I'm your classmate Aina! You don't even know me? ”

"This, you're so beautiful today, I really didn't recognize it."

In fact, this can't be blamed on Ning Hao, since Ning Hao came to Yanjing, he has never taken a serious class, as a North Drifter, he is more running for a living.

He skipped class and ran away without even many of his classmates knowing.

Aina in front of him, Ning Hao didn't have any impression at all.

"Don't be poor, draw me one."

"Okay."

Aina sat in a chair, Ning Hao took a paintbrush and began to draw on the paper, and for the first time he realized that maybe in the monotonous life, there should be some color.

"Here, 3 bucks."

"No, let's go back to classmates."

"Take it, and you can invite me to dinner when the time comes."

Ning Hao paused for a moment, he took the three yuan handed over by Aina, and the moment the two of them touched their hands, they could feel each other's nervousness.

Later, he invited Aina to dinner.

The two fell in love, and Ning Hao's life suddenly became colorful.

And after graduation, Ning Hao married Aina.

……

Yanying Community, an old residential building, a two-bedroom apartment.

Ning Hao was sitting in the living room, and his wife Aina was cooking.

He recently worked as a painter for a company, but his income was already low.

Aina writes the script at home, and he doesn't want his wife to go to work, because it will not only make her seem particularly incompetent, but also make her forget her identity as an artist.

Ning Hao actually wants to make movies and become a director, he is more to support his family.

In this world, there are many artists who have a very simple purpose in creating art, just like Lin Yuhang, he writes for the manuscript fee.

As for the larger goal, he may feel in the process of creation, once the work comes out, then he is more concerned about money.

"It's time to eat, Ning Hao."

"Hmmm......"

Ning Hao was thinking about something, he thought of Lin Yu who was looking for him in school.

I wonder if he wants a script?

Aina and Ning Hao already have one or two scripts in store, but Ning Hao is not very confident.

……

……

After the meal, Ning Hao still quietly took the script he and his wife created, and dialed Lin Yu's phone when he went out.

Lin Yu is Lin Yuhang.

Lin Yuhang, who was at home, received a call from Ning Hao, and after learning of his intention, he immediately agreed.

"You also live in the Yanying Community?"

"I'm in one building, one unit, one household, or you can come to my house."

Lin Yuhang didn't expect Ning Hao to live nearby, so he simply invited him to come to his house to talk.

And he was alone at home, and Chi Ling went to class.

……

Ning Hao walked into the building, unit and household that Lin Yu said, and he knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

Lin Yuhang came out and opened the door.

Ning Hao walked in, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw a luxuriously decorated suite, leather European sofas, and many exquisite decorations that he had never seen before.

At least, Ning Hao had already classified Lin Yuhang as a rich second generation in his heart, otherwise how could he have such a valuable mansion at such a young age?

"Come, you're welcome, please take a seat."

"Do you smoke?"

"No smoking." Ning Hao immediately shook his head, he couldn't pay the rent when he was poor, how could he smoke, what a waste of money.

Lin Yuhang nodded, he hasn't smoked recently, Chi Ling is by his side, he just gnaws her twice when he is fine, she hates the smell of smoke, and smoking is a little disrespectful to her.

"Drink something, cola, soda, coffee."

"Coffee bar." Ning Hao hesitated for a moment and said.

While Lin Yuhang was making coffee, Ning Hao took a closer look at the house, and he immediately had an estimate in his heart, the decoration of this house was top and luxurious, and the household appliances were all foreign goods, many of which he had never seen.