Chapter 12 After finishing work, he and the staff of the props team cleaned up the set, and before he left, Liu Dehua hurried over and asked, "Can you get off work?" ”

"Just cleaned up, something?" Yang Lin asked casually.

Liu Dehua said: "Take you to meet someone." He pulled Yang Lin and walked out.

Yang Lin was confused, until he got into the second-hand car that Liu Dehua bought and asked, "Who are you seeing?" Belle? ”

Liu Dehua said mysteriously: "You'll know when you arrive." ”

Yang Lin took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, looked Liu Dehua up and down, and said suspiciously: "To be honest, you won't sell me, right?" ”

Liu Dehua's face froze, and as soon as he wanted to speak, Yang Lin interrupted him with a smile: "It's okay to sell it, but brother, remember to sell it for a good price." He knows Liu Dehua's surname very well, and he will never do anything to be sorry for his friends.

Liu Dehua was very moved by Yang Lin's trust in his heart, but he was also a little embarrassed: "That's the case, I had dinner with Brother Lam at noon today, and on a whim, I sang a few words about your song last night." Brother lam liked it very much, so he wanted to buy this song. I know your current situation, so I took it upon myself to make an appointment with Brother Lam to talk. ”

Yang Linqi said: "Who is Brother Lam?" ”

Liu Dehua sounded the identity of Yang Lin Mainland, who was very unfamiliar with the Xiangjiang entertainment circle, and explained: "It is Lin Zixiang." ”

Choose! It turned out that the original singer had come to the door! Yang Lin first felt nervous, and then thought about it carefully, this song should not have been released at this time, and the lyrics and music were not Lin Zixiang, right? Then there would be no danger of a crash.

Yang Lin sighed, and his mind moved again.

The main development direction of the future career is, of course, film and television. With his filming skills that are decades ahead, as well as countless classic storylines in his head, if he still doesn't succeed, it will be a shame to "cross the world".

But those precious resources in the head can't be wasted.

He has read "The Story of Qin", and he has also watched "The Legend of Double Dragons of the Tang Dynasty", and he has not read it more than once. But if he wanted to write a book silently, Yang Lin, who had always been very proud of his memory, asked himself if he could do it. A storyline can be written, but how is a book written? can remember "Datang" in its entirety, Yang Lin believes that it is not a human brain, but a computer.

Don't say it's a story, even if it's the same sentence, what Huang Yi wrote and what you wrote must be different. Otherwise, how can people be famous all over the world, and you want to get mixed up?

So silently write a certain big masterpiece, Yang Lin doesn't have that ability to do this.

But the songs are different. Those classic songs have been sung for more than ten or twenty years, and they have long been deeply rooted in my mind. He once studied composing, and it was easy to "plagiarize" a few songs. It seems that it is not bad to take a few songs out and sell them for money to improve their lives. Yang Linke is a pure hedonist, he can endure hardships, but he has the opportunity to enjoy it, and he will never let it go.

In other words, when he could lie down, he would never sit. But when you should be running, you should never take a slow walk.

Liu Dehua saw Yang Lin distracted, thinking that he was unhappy, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry Alin, I should have obtained your consent in advance." ”

Yang Lin smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "I know that you are for my good, how can you not know what to do?" It's just that I think of something, and I'm a little distracted. Anyway, what price do you think I'm going to have? He really didn't have any idea of the price of goods in Xiangjiang at this time.

Liu Dehua said: "Songs by ordinary famous authors, one or two thousand." But there is really no accurate pricing for this thing, and if you meet something you like or value, you may not be able to say twenty or thirty thousand. Huang Zhan added a poem, and you are embarrassed to speak without fifty or sixty thousand. Brother lam is very generous and will not let you suffer. ”

The car drove to Stanley Street in Central, the two got out of the car, Yang Lin looked up, and a signboard was hanging there: Lu Yu Tea Room.

Pushing open an antique wooden and glass door, brown wood front wall, black couplets on a red background, mirrors embedded in glass, sour branch and pear furniture, a long table with pastel vases, and an old-fashioned ceiling fan on top, time seems to turn back half a century.

The two went directly to the second floor and introduced the tea room while walking Liu Dehua.

Founded in 1933, Lu Yu Tea House is famous on Hong Kong Island, not only because it adheres to the century-old taste of Hong Kong traditional culture, but also because it has already become a food and social place for Hong Kong celebrities, and is known as the "rich canteen". Most of Lu Yu's regular customers are rich and famous, literati and scholars.

When I got to the second floor, I entered a private room, where a bearded man sat and saw them warmly standing up to greet them.

The man stretched out his hand to Yang Lin and said with a smile: "This is Mr. Yang, right?" "He was very thin, with bright eyes, a mustache on his lips, and the charm of a mature man.

Serious business: Lin Zixiang.

Yang Lin hurriedly said: "Just call me Ah Lin, hello, Brother La." ”

Lin Zixiang laughed, pulled Yang Lin to sit, and said to Liu Dehua with a smile: "Andy also sits." It can be seen that the two of them are very familiar with each other, and their words are very casual.

Yang Lin sat down and looked at the environment in the room.

There are several Chinese calligraphy and painting ink treasures hanging in the antique tea room, among which there are Zhang Daqian's works, and I don't know if they are genuine......

The men were also in their fifties, wearing white shorts and dark trousers. A long white towel with a tassel at the end was presented, and then three pots of tea were put on the table, namely peony, incense slices and aged pu'er.

Lin Zixiang poured a cup of Pu'er for Yang Lin, and another cup for Liu Dehua, and said with a smile: "I heard that Alin has not been in Xiangjiang for a long time? Taste the most authentic Pu'er in Xiangjiang. ”

Yang Lin hurriedly thanked him, picked up the teacup and took a sip, the aroma was unique and old, and the taste was mellow and sweet. Yang Lin didn't have much research on tea, but he felt that the taste was okay, so he praised: "It's delicious." ”

Lin Zixiang laughed, he was a layman when he heard this. But what is rare is that although this person is young, he is frank and honest, down-to-earth and steady. It's not like some people don't know how to pretend to understand, and talk nonsense to show that they are well-informed.

Yang Lin's first impression of Lin Zixiang was not bad.

But if Lin Zixiang knew that this was Yang Lin's "negotiation" strategy, I don't know how he would feel?

In my previous life, I had heard a lot about this famous person. Especially in the 21st century, the Internet is flooding, and the knowledge is exploding, you don't need to read any books, as long as you guard the "Du Niang" every day, you can know the world from the past to the present.

So as soon as Yang Lin entered the house, he had already made up his mind and put on a mainland boy face who had never seen the world. A successful person like Lin Zixiang, coupled with the machismo in his bones and the good-faced surname Xi, must pretend to be big.

Lin Zixiang got straight to the point, and said after a little consideration: "I heard Andy say that you wrote a song?" ”

Yang Lin smiled "honestly": "On the way, Huazi has already told me, Brother Lam likes this song very much." Since you are a friend of Birch, that is my friend, let's not talk about money, talk about money cheesy, then the song will be given to you. It's a look of "don't talk about money, talk about money and you're in a hurry".

Liu Dehua wondered in his heart, who asked me how much money was suitable for me on the road? This Alin is not an honest man!

Lin Zixiang was originally a bold temper, and when Yang Lin said this, he was on his appetite. Immediately took out the checkbook, wrote a number with a brush, and handed it to Yang Lindao: "No merit, I can't ask for your song in vain." This is 50,000 yuan, which is my gift to the Alin brothers. ”

Yang Lin hurriedly excused himself and pretended to say, "Brother Lam, is this looking down on me, a mainland boy? ”

Lin Zixiang hurriedly said: "What did Alin say?" I, Lin Zixiang, also grew up in a church school, so I don't have so much power. You have just arrived in Xiangjiang, it is not easy to do anything, you just have to accept this money, if there is any difficulty in the future, just look for me, I will definitely help! ”

The two of them pushed and shoved me for a while, and Yang Lin looked at Liu Dehua with some "embarrassment" and said, "This... Birch, isn't that good? ”

Liu Dehua is so tired in his heart, you said that you will get it next, what are you pretending? I only said helplessly: "Hehe... Brother lam will give it to you, just keep it, it's a big deal if there are any good works in the future, and then compensate Brother lam. ”

Yang Lin said "reluctantly": "Then I might as well be respectful?" ”

Lin Zixiang smiled: "That's right." Alin, have you studied music? ”

Yang Lin put the check in his pocket and said nonsense: "I graduated from music school. But I thought in my heart, I told Tan Lao Wei that he was working in a film factory, and we were "music school graduates who worked in a film factory".

Lin Zixiang sighed: "The mainland's musical talents are really amazing, a graduate of a music school can have the level of Alin, which is admirable." ”

After a round of tea, the matter is over. Lin Zixiang called the guy to order the menu, a small piece of white paper with thin red characters 32 open sheets, punched holes in the middle, tied up into a stack with a rope, and then tied a pencil, and the guests themselves drew on the menu.

Yang Lin didn't understand the food of Xiangjiang, and he heard that the two of them ordered a lot of soup, pork ribs and buns.

At the beginning, he chatted with Lin Zixiang and Liu Dehua for a few words, and when the dishes came up, Yang Lin was speechless and had no time.

Apricot juice white lung soup, the color of the soup is apricot white, and the texture is thicker than ordinary soup. The aroma of apricot juice is not as strong as expected, but the aged tangerine peel is fragrant and full of aftertaste. The white lung in the soup is sufficient, and it is also washed clean and smooth.

The shrimp are golden brown with shrimp and shrimp glue on the top and toast at the bottom. It tastes both elastic and crispy, and it is very fragrant and delicious. Dip it in a sweet and sour sauce and eat it together, one after another, revealing the bottom of the plate in the blink of an eye.

In the pig run siu mai, the pig run is very large, and it is smooth, smooth, fragrant, fat and lean evenly; The filling of steamed flour cake is refreshing and fresh; Stir-fried rice noodles with shrimp, the rice noodles are fried loose, elastic, flavorful, and not oily.

Yang Lin ate the wind and clouds, and he was drenched in joy.

Lin Zixiang and Liu Dehua were dumbfounded and dumbfounded.

I've seen something that can be eaten, but I've never seen something so edible!

A large table of dishes, Yang Lin almost swept it clean by himself.

At the end, he took a big sip of tea, took a long breath, leaned back on the stool, and comfortably lit a cigarette after dinner, swallowing the clouds and spitting out the fog.

Lin Zixiang sighed and said, "When I saw you, Ah Lin, I felt that I was really old. When I was young, I was like you, eating whatever and smelling, but now I have no appetite for anything. ”

Yang Lin smiled: "People say that a 20-year-old man is grass, a 30-year-old man is a treasure, and a 40-year-old man is a diamond. Brother lam, you are now between a baby and a diamond, a man's golden years! "Isn't it? This can still hook up Ye Qianwen a few years later, which shows that her charm is not diminished at all, but she is getting older and stronger.

Yang Lin was very full of this meal, and chatted for a while before saying goodbye.

Before leaving, Yang Lin promised to compose the song as soon as possible, and Lin Zixiang said with a smile that he was not in a hurry.

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