People who have no friends are destined to go to dinner alone. Originally, he planned to invite Xu Jinglei to the cafeteria to contact and contact each other, but they were all neighbors who lived in the same yard, and it was not good to have a pimple in his heart.

The reasons were all found for himself, but as a result, he left with a girl before he could speak, that is, Liu Lin, who was the first to be criticized by the teacher in the acting class that day.

Well, one person is one person. I took out the cigarette and felt that smoking so blatantly on campus in broad daylight seemed to have a bad effect, and put it back in. Hanging far behind, I can vaguely hear the conversation between the two girls.

"There may be a class meeting after school in the afternoon..."

"About what?"

"It's not New Year's Day..."

When I entered the cafeteria, the sound instantly became noisy, and the two girls in front of me were gone.

Di Yun lined up to make a noodle dish, a big bowl, only two yuan. At this price, 200 yuan a month for food, maybe there will be a surplus. It's really cheap, and you have to taste it to know if it's good. As a result, I picked two chopsticks and put them down.

I don't know if it's because I've been a chef to raise my appetite or because Chang'an people are naturally picky about pasta, anyway, I think this bowl of noodles with no spicy noodles and thin salt can't be swallowed.

"Looks like I'm not hungry." Di Yun thought to himself, picking up the bowl and preparing to leave.

At this time, people popped out of the crowd, Teng Huatao, Wu Ershan and Jia Zhangke. One sophomore, one junior, and one senior. Di Yun didn't know why these three people were not in the same grade because they got together, could it be that they smelled like each other?

He really guessed right, what he said was ugly is called smelly, and if he said it nicely, it is called like-mindedness. He obviously doesn't know enough about this era, people still care about ideology at this time, especially in the film industry, the concept is very important, otherwise they won't be able to play together at all.

"Xiaoyun, where have you been these days?" Teng Huatao asked.

"The crew stayed for a few days."

One of the three of them studied directing, and the two departments probably won't develop in the direction of actors in the future, either as producers or directors, so there is nothing envy for him to be on camera early.

After a few words, Teng Huatao got to the point, tilted his head and asked Jia Zhangke, "How do you feel?" ”

"I feel a little too energetic, if only I had long hair." Jia Zhangke thought for a while and said.

"Wouldn't it be nice to borrow a wig from school?"

"Okay, yes, then Di Yun has to be bald." Jia Zhangke said a little embarrassed.

"What's going on?" At this time, Di Yun had not yet figured out what the situation was.

Teng Huatao roughly explained. Di Yun figured out that it was this surnamed Jia who was going to shoot a movie called "Xiaoshan Comes Home" on DV, let's just think it was a movie. From 93 years of preparation to the present, there is still a leading role. When we played together that day, we looked at each other a little bit, but I felt that I was not familiar with Di Yun, so I pulled Teng Huatao as the middleman, and Wu Ershan purely came to join in the fun.

Originally, the director's casting was still so troublesome, but this is a private movie, there is no investment, and naturally all the actors are not paid, so I am not sure whether Di Yun will agree or not, so I pulled Teng Huatao to say something.

In fact, he had already thought about it before he came, if Di Yun didn't agree, then he would use his classmate Liu Hongwei, although it would be almost sensory, but he didn't want to wait any longer.

This is a help, but Di Yun is ready to agree. One is that Teng Huatao is one of the few people in school who can speak, and he has to give a few points for face. The second is that there is nothing to do when he is idle, although he can't make a movie that makes money, but he can always gain a few points from experience.

"How long will it take?" he asked. ”

Jia Zhangke hurriedly said: "Don't delay the time of class, the actors in it are all students of the school, just go to shoot after school in the afternoon or on Sunday, it will be completed in about a month." ”

Di Yun nodded. That's no problem.

Jia Zhangke's hand spun in the air: "I have to cut my hair and put on a wig." ”

Di Yun touched his little flat head: "It's a small thing." ”

"It's the script, you look back." Jia Zhangke took out more than a dozen pages and put them on the table, "If it's okay, tomorrow happens to be a Saturday, let's start tomorrow, how about it?" ”

"No problem."

After making an appointment for the time and place of meeting tomorrow, Di Yun left with the script and took a few looks on the way back to the classroom.

It is probably about a migrant worker Wang Xiaoshan, who works as a cook in a restaurant, is tired of monotonous work, deliberately creates trouble to get the boss to fire him, and then wants to find a companion for his journey home, so he shuttles through the streets and alleys of the capital, looking for fellow villagers from all walks of life, including prostitutes, college students, ticket sellers and construction workers, but these people have failed to meet his wishes, and the reasons for refusal are varied.

To be honest, Di Yun didn't understand what this story wanted to express, let alone smell the literary flavor revealed in it, he just felt that there was nothing extraordinary about ordinary people.

"This is probably the difference between a director and an actor." Di Yun rolled up the script and tucked it into his trouser pocket.

"What's the difference?" A voice popped up behind him.

Di Yun turned his head, and Xu Jinglei and Liu Lin stood behind him with their arms crossed. In winter, the sun at noon is not strong, and it is sprinkled www.biquge.info on the white face, and it is very glossy.

Di Yun smiled: "It's nothing. ”

"Hey, where did you buy that padded jacket?" Liu Lin asked.

"Made at home." Di Yun glanced at Xu Jinglei, who didn't speak, and replied.

The footsteps of the two did not stop when they spoke, and now they had already walked over, and there was no follow-up to the conversation.

In the past two years, most of his interactions with female classmates have been like this, and he has never taken the initiative. If you're interested, maybe one or two female classmates will come over and have a chat, and then walk over proudly.

Di Yun chuckled and shook his head, hung behind him, and walked slowly to the classroom.

In the afternoon class, he didn't dare to be distracted again, lest he meet a responsible teacher like a film history teacher who would wake people up and dry for a while. Listen carefully, take notes carefully, and time flies quickly.

After the teacher left in the last class, Lin Longqi, the class leader, stood up and clapped his hands and said, "Don't leave in a hurry, everyone, delay for a few minutes, and say something." ”

As for what he said, some people already knew, some people didn't know yet, Di Yun belonged to the kind of people who knew half of it, leaning back in his chair and lazily slumping his shoulders, looking at the squad leader who walked towards the podium.

"It's the end of November now, and it's New Year's Day in another month. Our class also has to prepare a program to participate in the party. ”

The New Year's Day party is a school party, and there will be teachers and leaders of the school on that day, and some directors or producers will be invited to participate. Learning acting, there is no one who doesn't want to be famous, this is a big and small opportunity, and the class instantly became lively.

Lin Longqi, the squad leader, did not stop it, and continued: "As for what program, who has an idea can talk about it now, and everyone will discuss it." ”

There is only one program in the class, but the school also accepts performances organized by individuals, which is a convention, otherwise nineteen people in a class can't all be crammed into one program, and those who don't participate in collective performances are not without the opportunity to show their faces.

At this time, it is easy to see that the small groups in the class are in piles of three or five, and the discussion is very intense. Di Yun found that he really couldn't blend in, and it was a little awkward to sit alone.

Fortunately, this squad leader did his duty, and came over to ask, "Di Yun, do you have any ideas?" ”

"I don't have any ideas." Di Yun scratched his head and asked, "Look, can I go first now?" ”

Lin Longqi was stunned for a moment and said, "If you are in a hurry, go first, no problem." ”

"Then I'll go first, there are still some things." Di Yun packed up his things and ran out of the classroom as if he were running away.

Back in the small courtyard, a man in a suit and leather shoes was teasing Xiao Yuan, in his thirties, his mouth was shaved cleanly, and he looked like a neat and successful person. Seeing him stand up and say, "You are Xiao Di, right?" ”

Di Yun knew that the old couple had a son who was a lawyer, named Liu Qiang, so he stepped forward and shook hands and said, "Are you Brother Qiang?" ”

"Hehe, how old is the idiot."

The old lady inside heard the conversation outside and walked to the door and shouted, "Xiaoyun is back." Qiangzi, you and Xiaoyun come into the house, as soon as it gets dark, people shivering when it's cold outside, don't freeze. ”

After entering the house, the old lady continued: "Call Xiao Xu later, let's eat here together." ”

Di Yun waved his hand and wanted to quit, and said, "No, I'll go out to eat later, and find something to eat by the way." ”

"What's nothing, there must be leftovers, can there be less fate?" The old lady grabbed him, "Obedient, hurry up and enter the house, your brother Qiangzi also said that he wanted to thank you in person." ”

Under the difficulty of being gracious, Di Yun retreated, rolled up his sleeves and followed the old lady and said, "I'll give you a hand." ”

"What are you going to do, what are you going to do as a boy?" The old lady pushed him out.

We really know this, but the old lady didn't give him a chance to show it.

In the hall, Old Man Liu and his son had already set up chess. Di Yun walked over and pulled a chair and sat next to him to watch the battle.

After watching three games, Di Yun felt that Liu Qiang's level was equivalent to that of a junior high school student, while Old Man Liu's level was a high school student. High school students are completely bloody suppression of junior high school students, and Liu Qiang lost completely one game after another.

"Why is it still this rotten level after all these years?" After three sets, Old Man Liu felt that there was really no sense of accomplishment in abusing his son, so he asked Di Yun, "Di Yun, how is your level?" ”

Di Yun grinned, and showed a mouthful of white teeth, slightly modest: "It's okay." ”

"Hey, then you can try." Old man Liu came to be interested.

Liu Qiang stood up and gave up his seat to him.

After Di Yun sat down, Old Man Liu said, "You are a junior, you come first." ”

Di Yun was not polite, and supported himself first.

At first, Old Man Liu didn't care, and after a few steps, he put away his carelessness, because Di Yun's chess style did not have the slightest impatience and rashness, and it was completely a posture of setting up a defense first and fighting a long-term battle with you. It's not like a young man, it's like an old man who has been on the chess field for a long time.

In the first game, Old Man Liu lost. Not too much, almost a little bit to win.

"Come again!"

In the second game, Old Man Liu lost again, which was worse than the previous game.

Halfway through the third game, the old lady came out of the kitchen and said, "Hurry up and clean up, I'll call Xiao Xu over and start eating immediately." ”

"It's time to eat, it's time to eat." Old man Liu threw the chess pieces in his hand on the chessboard, smashed the layout, and said, "Qiangzi, clean up the chessboard." ”

Liu Qiang smiled and cleaned up the chessboard and said, "My dad is like this, don't you mind." ”

"Mind what? I'll tell you, who wins this third game! "Old man Liu's mouth is stubborn.

Di Yun didn't refute either, just laughed.

Old man Liu's face was a little red: "You hehe, hey, fart!" ”