There are still dozens of meters away from the Emperor Yushan River, Zhang Heng said goodbye to Weilan and got off on foot.

There were already neon lights flickering on the street corner, and the night was getting thicker, Zhang Heng slowly paced past, and saw the flickering lights of Pagani in front of him in the distance.

After that, Zhou Jieyu walked out of the car, carrying a handbag, with a light face, and walked straight into the imperial mountains and rivers.

The man in Pagani did not get out of the car, and only drove away about ten minutes after Zhou Jieyu entered the building.

Not far away, Zhang Heng seemed to hold back a gloomy breath in his heart, walking forward, and when he passed by the Emperor Yushan River, he didn't go in, lowered his head and slowly passed by the building, which attracted the security guards who had gradually become familiar with Zhang Heng in the Emperor Yushan River, and they were surprised.

Not far from the Huangpu River opposite the Emperor's Mountain River, Zhang Heng walked on the sidewalk, surrounded by people, but perhaps it was the reason for the cover of the night at night, and no one recognized Zhang Heng who was not dressed in disguise.

Walking all the way, my mind was full of the scene of Zhang Zhoujieyu walking off the Pagani car before.

Half an hour later, Zhang Heng raised his head and saw an alley, standing in the corner, with an old Yanhai-style building in the thirties and forties.

"Barbershop?"

Zhang Heng sorted out the situation, and suddenly noticed that the short hair had covered his eyes, hesitated, and walked into the barbershop.

The barbershop is brightly lit, and in addition to a TV set hanging in mid-air, there are a variety of posters for hairstyles.

As far as the eye can see, the entire barbershop is not cramped, but it is unusually deserted, except for the evening news on the TV, the entire hair salon is deserted.

After Zhang Heng walked in, he smelled a disgusting smell of hairspray.

frowned, and was about to turn around and leave, when a greeting came from behind: "Yo, handsome guy, do your hair?" Come, come, sit, sit! Is it repairing or dyeing? ”

Zhang Heng stopped, and remembered the scene of Zhou Jieyu sitting in the co-pilot of Pagani in his mind, shook his head indifferently, turned around, and sat in the rocking chair with the greeting of the barber.

The barber is a middle-aged man, white and chubby, with few wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, but a conspicuous black mole, not tall, and a concise style unique to Yanhai Market.

"Scissors!" Zhang Heng bowed his head and said.

The barber glanced at Zhang Heng suspiciously, looked at Zhang Heng's hairstyle, and nodded: "Okay, dry clean first?" ”

Zhang Heng didn't say a word, and the barber only acquiesced to the other party, so he wrapped a scarf around Zhang Heng, and then picked up the dry cleaning liquid and gently rubbed Zhang Heng's hair with a massage technique.

The announcer on TV is slowly explaining the trivialities of the Prime Minister of England's visit to the royal family, and in the hair salon, the barber is whistling while working, and he seems to be in a good mood.

"Master, you don't seem to have much traffic here, why don't you change places?" Zhang Heng said.

The barber was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Other places are too expensive, in my barber shop, except for my wife, there is only me, I can't afford to hire a helper, there are too many people I can't be busy, the rent here is cheap, the flow of people is small, but it can also make our husband and wife have a good meal." ”

Zhang Heng nodded and stopped talking.

"It's not easy for a young man of your age to find a hair salon in my corner, let alone be willing to come to me to get your hair done," the barber laughed to himself, and now the hair salon industry is blooming everywhere, and almost every barber shop employs handsome guys and beautiful girls, and an old man like him runs such a hair salon, just to facilitate the neighbors in and out of the street.

After looking at Zhang Heng carefully, the barber smiled and said: "The young man is so handsome, from the moment you entered the door, I found that you are quite a star!" ”

Zhang Heng was stunned and raised his eyes to look at the barber.

"The singer who exploded a while ago is called Zhang Heng, do you know?"

The barber helped Zhang Heng wash his hair, and chattered: "That's a big star who can earn tens of millions of dollars a year, well, I just mean him, you are a little similar to that Zhang Heng, but most of the stars at that level have private makeup artists, and it is impossible to come to my store." ”

Zhang Heng smiled and asked, "Celebrities are also people, and everyone's identity is the same, why can't they come to your store?" ”

"You don't understand!" The barber said with a smile: "I used to be a rock 'n' roll youth, I think very highly of myself, and I also know the vanity of that kind of person, I would rather tighten my belt and take Lan Kwai Fong for a drink than go to the open shack to eat and drink, this is called class difference!" ”

"You used to be a singer?" Zhang Heng asked curiously.

The black moles in the corners of the barber's eyes with a smile became obvious: "Yes, but singers are also divided into three, six, nine and so on, like Zhang Heng, they are probably the kind of singers who stand at the top of the pyramid, and they write a few songs casually, and many celebrities are rushing to ask for them!" It's easy to get up and down tens of millions a year! But this line of polarization is strict, there are many singers with dreams, and in the end they can only sing on the streets and in the bar area to earn living expenses, and their lives are so sad! ”

The barber washed Zhang Heng's hair, picked up the scissors, and began to trim, and at the same time kept sighing: "At the beginning, my old classmate Xiao Dabao and I were like-minded, and we made music together in middle school. Although I gave up later, every time I think of that period of youth without regrets, I am really infinitely emotional...... Hey, handsome guy, you don't have to twist your head, you almost cut your hair......"

Zhang Heng turned his head in surprise, looked at the white and chubby figure of the barber, and saw a dazzling black mole between the corners of his eyes, and suddenly had a feeling that he would always be familiar with in the future, and his tone was incredible: "You...... Are you Wang Xiaobei? ”

"What Wang Xiaobei?" The barber frowned and said, "Handsome guy, you don't have to scold people, our business is business, don't hurt the harmony in other places." ”

Zhang Heng hurriedly shook his head, no, it's not Wang Xiaobei in "Thirty-three Days of Broken Love", it should be Wang Xiaoshuai in "Old Boy"!

"Hey, how do you know my name?" After the barber was surprised, he played with his bangs very coquettishly: "Have you heard of me?" ”

Zhang Heng looked at Wang Xiaoshuai, who was in his thirties with a vicissitudes of life, and regardless of the hair crumbs on his face, he stood up, turned around Wang Xiaoshuai, looked carefully, and compared with the middle-aged director Wang Taili who became popular with the 11-degree youth series of short films "Old Boy", he found out......

Resemble! It's so like!

Zhang Heng's happy gaze made Wang Xiaoshuai a little stunned, he raised the barber scissors in his hand, and said, "Handsome guy, do you still cut your hair?" ”

Zhang Heng said fiercely: "Cut!" ”

Then he sat on the swivel chair again, but when he looked at Wang Xiaoshuai, he emitted a red light.

Wang Xiaoshuai was a little at a loss, and the atmosphere was silent for a while.

"Do you know how to make movies?" Zhang Heng said suddenly.

Wang Xiaoshuai was stunned for a moment, and then opened the conversation: "No...... No! ”

Zhang Heng nodded, it seemed that it was not quite the same as expected, these are two different time and space, after thinking about it, Zhang Heng asked again: "That Xiao Dabao, where is he now?" ”

"You said Xiao Dabao?"

Wang Xiaoshuai breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "There is a wedding banquet in Lujiazui, he is the master of ceremonies, and anyone in the team can be without him, but he alone is not enough, so he is very busy, and he is more chic and moisturizing than me." ”

Zhang Heng nodded, sat down again, looked at Wang Xiaoshuai who cut his hair, and fell into thought.

This Wang Xiaoshuai looks too similar to Wang Taili in the chopsticks brothers group in his previous life, and his experience is vaguely similar to the plot of "Old Boy", so he can't help but pay attention to it.

You must know that before the short film series appeared, "Old Boy" once led the nostalgic trend in the entire China, and the director Chopsticks Brothers was once known as a phenomenal director!

This is a youthful, great nostalgic short film.

But the plot of "Old Boy" is obviously not in line with the current China. Although Mike Jackson is still prosperous in the United States in this time and space, and is even one of the top ten star singers, his body is very healthy, and there has been no news of child molestation and death from beginning to end.

Moreover, in the plot, the scene where Wang Xiaoshuai and Xiao Dabao are combined into "Chopsticks Brothers" and participate in the talent show "Happy Boys" cannot appear in this time and space.

Not to mention happy boys, even the concept of talent shows is nowhere to be seen.

Thinking of the previously conceived student draft plan, Zhang Heng had an idea.

I don't know how far Ye Hui's discussion of this plan has progressed.

If the concept of a talent show is launched, and the youth series of short films "Old Boy" is launched at the same time, how can "Chopsticks Brothers" not be popular?

Even, Zhang Heng has begun to consider that in the future, he may be able to shoot "Old Boy" in the form of a big-screen movie!

With the rapidly popular plaque of "Chopsticks Brothers" and the experience of the fire in the previous life, Nirvana's capital return may rise to a new height.

Thinking of this, Zhang Heng was overjoyed, with more funds, he would be able to write better scripts and cultivate better special effects