Chapter Seventy-One: The First Appearance of the National Goddess
Thinking that Zhao Danfeng was back, Hu Jing pondered about taking Zhang Ziyi to eat together, and was discussing where to eat, when Zhao Danfeng just said a word.
"Cheng, listen to you." Zhao Danfeng said, feeling that the machine vibrate, and took it out to take a look, "Yes, let's change this meal, this is just a coincidence, something is coming." ”
Hu Jing took the machine and looked at it, "What about the movie?" Hu Jing saw that the message was Zhang Yang, and Zhao Danfeng had told him that a movie was being prepared.
"Movies?" Zhang Ziyi asked suspiciously.
"I'll tell you slowly." Hu Jing pulled Zhang Ziyi up, "Then you go, go back early in the evening, don't drink." ”
"Understood." Zhao Danfeng nodded.
"Then let's have dinner on the weekend!" Zhang Ziyi also confirmed.
"No problem."
rushed all the way to Zhang Yangyue's café, and as soon as he entered, he saw a girl with her back to her, chatting with Zhang Yang. Seeing Zhao Danfeng coming, Zhang Yang waved his hand, and the girl also turned her head over, with a smile on her face. Short hair, big eyes, a little baby fat, but Zhao Danfeng still recognized it at a glance, this is Gao Yuanyuan.
"Oh, this is Zhao Danfeng." Zhang Yang beckoned Zhao Danfeng to sit down, "This is the heroine, Gao Yuanyuan, you two get to know each other." ”
Zhao Danfeng stood up again, stretched out his hand, and gently shook Gao Yuanyuan, "I'm sorry, I got your phone before, and I haven't had time to ask you out, so I asked you to wait for me today." ”
"It's okay." Gao Yuanyuan smiled shallowly.
maintained an unusual politeness to Gao Yuanyuan and Zhao Danfeng, mainly because the girl was still in her second year of high school, both in terms of age and psychology, she was a pure little girl. And Gao Yuanyuan is different from other little girls she knows, whether it is Zhang Jingchu or Tang Wei, either she has already supported herself, or she hasn't stayed in school for a few days for the art exam. Gao Yuanyuan is a serious student in school. Zhao Danfeng couldn't help but put on an uncle's attitude.
Zhang Yang was actually afraid that Zhao Danfeng would scare Gao Yuanyuan at first, it was not that he had never seen this guy scared to death when he was poor. When I see it today, my senses have gone up a notch, and I know how to advance and retreat, and I am a mature boy.
"Originally, I was going to talk to you two today, and we'll start filming right away. Yuanyuan has never made a movie, and she started with the difficult parts first. The second is that you know more about the story. That kind of ambiguous feeling of ignorant first love, to find it, so that we don't have to trouble shooting. Zhang Yang probably had already told Gao Yuanyuan before, and he had nothing to say to Zhao Danfeng. The story was re-mentioned by this guy, and it was from a professional college, so Zhang Yang was not worried.
After a few idle words, Zhang Yang looked at his watch, "I still have to coordinate the equipment, you two talk." By the way, Danfeng, take Yuanyuan to dinner, I don't need to teach this. ”
"Go ahead, you won't lose her." Zhao Danfeng finally broke the gong in the end. Gao Yuanyuan covered her mouth and smiled, "I'm from Yanjing, I can't lose it." ”
Zhang Yang left, the two were silent for a while, and Zhao Danfeng, as a man, had to bring up the topic, "Do you like to listen to songs?" ”
"I like it." After Zhang Yang left, Gao Yuanyuan didn't dare to look up at Zhao Danfeng, holding the cup and drinking it in small sips.
"For example? Jacky Cheung, Andy Lau? Or is it like "You at the Table"? Zhao Danfeng said casually.
Gao Yuanyuan thought for a while, "I also like the stars of Hong Kong and Taiwan, and I also like folk songs." ”
"Where is your home, I'll send you back." Zhao Danfeng said suddenly, Gao Yuanyuan was stunned, raised her head, and looked at Zhao Danfeng seriously for the first time, "Didn't the director let you talk?" ”
Zhao Danfeng stood up and smiled, "You are a local, today is Friday, and you are still in high school." I also just graduated from high school, and I know that every time school is about to end, my mother will cook and wait for me to go back, even if I say I won't go back to eat, my mother will do me, afraid that I will go hungry when I go back. I shouldn't let my aunt's cooking go to waste. ”
Zhao Danfeng picked up Gao Yuanyuan's coat and stood behind him to put it on the girl, "I think you should look good in a school uniform." ”
Gao Yuanyuan laughed, "Our school uniforms are ugly to death. ”
"Our school uniform is also ugly, and I never wear it."
"We don't wear what we're going to be scolded, especially on Mondays, when the flag is raised."
"So I'm not going."
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took the bus and sent Gao Yuanyuan home. Zhao Danfeng feels that this road is the easiest journey for him in more than two years, although it is far away. Discussing the annoying mathematics, the English words that I forgot to memorize, the politics that went around and around, and the classical Chinese that I could never remember. On the way home, those delicious foods that make people linger. chatting about the troubles of classmates and the interesting stories of teachers, this is the high school life that I have missed for a long time.
Gao Yuanyuan could look into Zhao Danfeng's eyes with a smile at first, just as relaxed as her classmates. The world is not as sinister as my mother said, and those who engage in art are not all **.
After getting off the bus, it's a short walk. Gao Yuanyuan pointed to a family building not far away, "That's my house, go sit down." ”
"No, when Auntie sees it, she will think that a stupid boy has chased her to the door." Zhao Danfeng pointed at himself, "I don't look like a stupid boy." ”
"Like, like." After thinking about it, Gao Yuanyuan discussed with Zhao Danfeng, "Tomorrow weekend, I can come out in the afternoon to discuss the script." ”
Zhao Danfeng smiled and shook his head, "No need, shouldn't you sleep at home on weekends, do some housework, listen to songs, and watch TV?" ”
"Then when I get to class, I won't have time again." Gao Yuanyuan laughed, thinking that Zhao Danfeng was really interesting, probably he would do this on the weekend, just like himself.
"When it's okay, we can write a letter." Zhao Danfeng thought of an idea.
Gao Yuanyuan's eyes lit up, "Okay, this is a good idea, I haven't written a letter for a long time." ”
"Let's think of another pen name for each other." Zhao Danfeng paused, "I decided to call you, vic." ”
"Vico?" Gao Yuanyuan was a little puzzled, "Is it English?" ”
"No, it's French."
"And what shall I call you?" Gao Yuanyuan thought for a long time, "I'll think about it slowly, it's really nerve-wracking." ”
“Salut。” Zhao Danfeng waved his hand, "Goodbye then, Wei Ke"
"Goodbye." Gao Yuanyuan watched Zhao Danfeng leave, and suddenly felt a little unhappy, unhappy that she couldn't come up with a pen name.
Zhao Danfeng is going to make a movie, which is not only widely spread among students, but also in the mouths of teachers. Maybe the students will just be envious and jealous, or congratulate and wish to look forward to it, but among the teachers, it is not so simple.
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