Chen Xiao said that a very good place is a dilapidated swimming pool.

The deep recessed bottom of the pool, which is quite large, is surrounded by high steps, a bit like an empty valley, and the words are echoed.

The two sat on the side, and Chen Xiao recalled the bonfire party in the Chinese department many years ago, in the broken swimming pool of the school. Zhao Zixuan was already blurred, and under the woman's little reminder, the shadow of the past was like floating water slowly seeping out of the ground.

At that party, Zhao Zixuan drank too much, read the poems he wrote, and ran around the venue with joy, which was the first time Chen Xiao paid attention to this man.

This long shot is even more frustrating, the camera position is as if it is nailed, motionless to the two people.

"Zixuan, I have a request." Wang Tong said softly.

"You say."

"I want you to run around the pool one more lap like you did back then." As she spoke, she couldn't help but laugh.

Chu Qing rubbed his knees and said embarrassedly: "Don't make trouble, I'm almost forty years old, so old." ”

"I never thought you were old." She immediately said, "Really, really! You run one more lap for me! ”

"Forget it."

"No, no, one more lap!" She began to be coquettish.

Chu Qing looked around, slapped her thigh suddenly, and was a little shaken, she was already covering her mouth and laughing.

"Get out of me!" He struggled to get up, pointed to his feet, and said, "I'll run from here." ”

The white light illuminated the bottom of the pool, like a cute little world, and a middle-aged man ran around in it with not very neat steps.

The woman's happy laughter came from above: "Look at you stupid! ”

The camera is a long shot, and he can't see Chu Qing's face clearly, but he can see his shadow shaking on the ground, and on a whim, he also learned the movements of ballet and danced up. The legs tried to spread out, but they looked like a funny toad.

He ran round and round, and Wang Tong smiled more and more happily.

Lu Le actually lit a bonfire in the field, and the light of the fire reflected her no longer youthful face, red and shiny, as if she had returned to that night many years ago.

To be honest, after reading the whole book, Chu Qing felt that these two people were much more poetic than those writers. Especially this paragraph, it is very vulgar, but it is itchy.

Pixian has been convulsive lately. The cold rain is always falling, not big, and the cool cautious people. This scene should have been filmed a long time ago, but it was all disturbed by the rain, so it was easy to clear up, so I quickly pulled it out and got it done in minutes.

Lu Le is relieved again, the excellence of the actors is not only reflected in the quality of the play, but also saves you expenses. Shorten the cycle, even make you happy, and still have hope for the world, in short. It is a must-have for home travel.

In fact, so far, Chu Qing is really a little unable to distinguish between inside and outside the play, because these two characters are too similar to them. He was in a trance, maybe four or five years later. With Wang Tong, maybe on which day and on which occasion they met again. That's what it looks like.

……

Early the next morning, Chu Qing just opened his eyes and felt that his head was confused. He looked at his watch, it was almost nine o'clock, and he knew that it must be raining again, and the biological clock would be so chaotic.

I turned on the air conditioner first, and then I got up tremblingly, and finished breakfast, and I didn't mean to stop.

This last one, also a night play, was only in the house. Lu Le waited until noon, looked at the sky, and felt that it could be handled manually, so he decided to start filming immediately.

The story of Chen Xiao and Zhao Zixuan was born in one day, when they finished having a convulsion in the pool, they returned to the hotel and entered her room together.

"Is there still a quilt, another layer!"

Lule commanded a few people, holding quilts and pressing them against the curtains. It was dark outside, but a thin light came in when the curtains were drawn, and the room had a very, very dark tone.

This is the most important scene in the whole film, Lule morbidly demands all kinds of details, and even the beauty of the figures on the wall has to be tested again and again. In the end, it was decided to turn on a corridor lamp and add a table lamp, this kind of light, the shadow that shines out is the most desirable.

"You'll sit here in a moment."

He pressed Wang Tong against the head of the bed, pressed against the cabinet, and adjusted the angle of the lamp like obsessive-compulsive disorder, until a diagonal line formed on her face, and the face was divided, half of it was bright and half of it was dark. Only then did he nod with satisfaction.

“anetbsp;“ Sit down, do you have some tea, or some water? Wang Tong asked.

"It's all done." Chu Qing sat on the bed with one hand on his knee.

"Then I'll pour you some water." Wang Tong picked up the kettle and asked, "You have to stay for a few days, right?" ”

"Yes, when you saw those two people that day, they just didn't sign a contract with me, and the Germans had already transported the plane to the port." He took the water, held the lid of the cup in one hand, and said, "Actually, I also know that it is a matter of kickbacks." It's normal to ask for kickbacks and do business, but they ask for too much. ”

"It's going to be fine."

Wang Tong sat in the demarcated position, she really didn't know anything about doing business, so she could only say a dry comfort.

Chu Qing put the cup on the cabinet and said suddenly: "Hey, maybe you will organize writers to hold a pen meeting in two years, you call 8o5 in the north building, where am I waiting for them to sign the contract." ”

She chuckled and said, "Then I'll definitely fight, if you're really here, then I'll arrange for writers to hold pen meetings every month." If I'm here every month, I'll be here for a long time. ”

After half a day of contact, she regained the familiarity she had when she was in love before, and she was no longer polite and unfamiliar when she spoke, and she expressed her heart very bluntly.

Chu Qing looked at her without saying a word, and Wang Tong's excited expression instantly collapsed, and he was a little dumbfounded.

"Hey!" He scratched his nose and said seriously: "Isn't there a lawn next to our building, we can mark a piece of land on the lawn, and then, plant some vegetables or something." ”

"You can plant, but I won't."

She smiled again, like a child, longing: "I'm going to raise fish and shrimp in that pool, if we can't afford to live in this house, we can rent the people's house, it's cheaper, and then the two of us can ...... in the woods."

"Alright, Chen Xiao." Chu Qing said suddenly, he was not interested in talking about these nonsensical things all the time.

She immediately stopped, her face blank, as if her life had been interrupted.

"Don't think about it so much." He crossed his arms and said, "Look at you." It's still like when I was in three shifts a year, so stupid. ”

This sentence really stung her, because she was stupid, so she longed for it. And he's calmer, that's why he's so blunt.

Wang Tong lowered his eyes, rubbed his fingers, and said, "Originally, I could have walked with the writer." But I think I should stay and say hello to you. So, I ......"

Chu Qing was slightly surprised. I thought she really had something to do, so she would stay here. His gaze softened, staring at the delicate face opposite.

"You don't have to look at me like that."

Wang Tong choked his throat, wanted to cry, but was embarrassed, wanted to laugh, but couldn't laugh, he could only open his mouth and gasp. Like a goldfish washed ashore.

Chu Qing sighed, held the small hands, and leaned forward, getting closer.

This action finally made her unbearable. There was a sob, tears falling down his cheeks, full of grievances. He stretched out his arms and wrapped his arms around his neck.

This woman in her arms. His whole body was trembling, soft and warm, and his heart was pounding.

"I don't want that."

Wang Tong squatted in front of him. The slender fingers wiped the tears, angry at their own lack of interest.

"What?" He was stunned, still restraining his feelings.

"I don't know."

She shook her head slightly, crying and laughing, and the complaints and love in her eyes immediately broke away from his restraint.

"Don't cry." He finally took the initiative to hug her.

…………

The script came to an abrupt end here, and Lueller did not explain what happened to the two of them on this night, which was also the third question he left on the paper for the writers.

This issue was not discussed at the meeting, but he carried the camera in his own hand and interviewed the imagination of the ending one by one.

Lin Bai said, go to bed.

Ding Tian said that maybe one would kill the other.

Wang Shuo said that he didn't do anything, and he regretted it.

In the end, it was still Mianmian, and said let them watch cartoons and relax.

In this film, there are two kinds of poetry in Luller's imagination, the metaphysics of the writer, and the helpless reality of the old lover. But he didn't expect that in the end, a third type was derived, Chu Qing and Wang Tong.

After filming the finale, the rain was still falling, and the whole group had a meal together in the hotel restaurant, and after the last night, they dispersed tomorrow morning.

Night.

Chu Qing was packing his luggage, he only brought a few sets of clothes, no matter the quantity or thickness, he couldn't withstand a winter, so he could only go to Fenyang to buy them now.

folded a pair of pants, and suddenly pulled out a walkman from the box, he bought it last year, and he took it with him when he went out to film, but he always forgot to listen to it.

There are also two cassette tapes, one is Ren Xianqi's album, which is always available. What kind of old song selection is a box, I haven't opened it yet, and I don't remember when I bought it.

He unpacked it in twos and threes, stuffed it in, put on headphones, and tidied up while listening to the song. The first is "About Winter", I can't remember the words, but I can hum two sentences along with it.

After listening to it twice, someone faintly knocked on the door, he took off a headphone, listened carefully, and sure enough, there was a "knock" sound.

Chu Qing went over and opened the door, revealing Wang Tong's face.

"Yo, it's better than I cleaned up." She looked at the neatly folded clothes, praised, and without waiting for him to speak, she added, "You take that down, this is awkward." ”

"What time is your plane tomorrow?" Chu Qing took off the headphones and pressed them to stop.

"Ten o'clock, seven o'clock have to go." Wang Tong sat on the bed and put a pair of socks into the box.

"I was earlier than you." Chu Qing paused, and both of them were silent.

After dawn, one will fly to Fenyang immediately, and the other will return to the capital. They have their own lovers and lives, and they don't want to disturb and invade each other, and they have tried to avoid meeting each other before, but this chance encounter in the movie feels like a great gift.

They don't want to engage in that kind of ambiguous relationship, which is not very fair to their lovers and their good impression of each other.

Chu Qing's feeling for Wang Tong is actually very strange, in front of her, he doesn't have to disguise anything, and he is very eager to get close to that warmth.

It's like, Fan Xiaoye's feelings for him.

For them, being able to make this movie together, to be able to talk about a love that ended a long time ago, to be able to hug once, and to hold hands is already the best gift.

After all, both of them are rational and restrained, the play is over, the movie is over, and reality is reappearing, which is the most indifferent place.

"Oh yes."

In the middle of the sound, she suddenly said, and took out a small black brocade bag from her pocket, and the mouth of the bag was tied with a red silk rope.

"Here's what you're given."

"What's that?" He took it and took out a bracelet, eighteen deep blue beads, each delicate and round, without flaws.

"The bracelet of green sandalwood, it is said to be refreshing, and there is a fragrance, you smell it." Wang Tong smiled.

Chu Qing wore it on his left wrist, close to his nose, and sure enough, there was a faint fragrance, and he couldn't help asking: "Where did you buy it?" ”

"I went shopping on the street yesterday when I had nothing to do, so I looked at this and thought you could look good in it."

"Then I, do I need to give something back?" He laughed.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Wang Tong patted his head and made a special effort.

The rain seemed to have stopped, and the sound of broken knocking could no longer be heard through the curtains, and Chu Qing began to pack his luggage again.

Wang Tong sat fine, swept it casually, looked at the walkman thrown aside, picked it up, and said, "What song?" ”

"It's all old songs, and I'm listening to them."

She pressed the button, and a roar instantly came out of the headphones:

"Sister, I'm going home, holding my hand, I'm a little sleepy......" (To be continued......

ps: (There have been a lot of subscriptions recently, and many people say they can't catch up anymore.) I know that this book is very niche, and I know that the last few chapters have been written too personal and have little hope, but I am really surprised and touched by the fact that there are still so many friends who support the book, and there are buddies who went out of their way to see this movie. Thank you, thank you very much. ）

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