"Did you think we were fooled?" On the plane, Chu Qing flipped through the script, full of resentment.

Wang Tong was beside him, covered with a blanket, and wanted to squint for a while, listening to his broken thoughts, he couldn't help patting his head and whispering: "Stop muttering!" ”

Chu Qing immediately stopped talking, snorted, and flipped the script again, one page, two pages, three pages...... Nope.

Three-page book,More than 30 minutes of play.,And it's said to be at the end.,Is there a hero and heroine like this?

He has been looking forward to this new drama, not only because he hasn't made a movie for a long time, but more importantly, Wang Tong. In the past, she was her first love in film and television, and she was a young idol; Now, it's my sister. It's exciting to be able to film with her, just think about it!

Lu Le said that the autumn start, but the result was still delayed, and the group of sub-writers was too uncertain, and it was November before they gathered people. In order to get back to these people, he and Liu Yiwei worked hard, some three months in advance, some half a year in advance, and the most hanged one was Ah Cheng, who started to make an appointment a year ago.

There's no way, whoever calls someone the protagonist, the two-thirds of the scenes in front of Chu Qing's resentment have to rely on them to support the scene.

He put away the script, adjusted the chair, leaned back, turned his head to look at Wang Tong, and closed his eyes. On the train or plane, Ya never sleeps, squinted for more than ten minutes, couldn't help but sit up again, and took out this magazine to play time.

Fan Xiaoye was taken to the south by his mother.,The first stop seems to be a provincial fucai center.,Probably have to sing again.。 She went out this time, and there were a lot of activities, and it is estimated that she will not be able to come back in two months.

After the opening of the two flavors. I didn't plan to take the cold route at all, and the main style is "exquisite home cooking", which is slightly more expensive than ordinary restaurants. The taste is really good, too. It's the kind of grade where you can eat well by yourself, and you don't drop the price when you invite people to entertain customers.

The two of them were fine some time ago, hanging around in the store all day, spending a little more money, you can see the legendary boss and the proprietress of the boss, and they can satisfy their stomachs, and the customers are still very willing to dig into their pockets.

Zhao Wei, Zhang Tielin and others took the time to rub off. The photos were also hung on the wall, and Zhou Gongzi was busy, taking them one after another. I'm sorry for the look. Chu Qing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, she didn't come, otherwise Fan Xiaoye might not have run away when he saw her. To say that the two of them have nothing to do, they are innocent. But he is now. The girl is actually much more cautious than him, and she just ignites the fire.

Huang Ying also officially took up the post to help them manage the accounts, she studied in night school for two years, and the change was really big, as soon as her eyes were opened, her temperament naturally came, plus her good-looking appearance. Proper preparation for the goddess fan. Chu Qing felt very embarrassed, it was easy for people to learn some skills. It seems to be just to work for you.

Due to Fan Xiaoye's savings, Huang Ying has completely extinguished her mind, but Chu Qing will always be the brother who rents a house together in a small courtyard in her heart. This girl is very happy to help him, not to mention that she still owes people money......

Her monthly salary was offered by the girl on her own initiative, which is a very face-saving amount.

In the first month, there were too many trivial expenses, plus the opening reward, not only did not make money, but also lost some money, and from the second month, the benefits improved. Neither of them expected to rely on this big fortune, they were piggybacking on them and looking for something to do.

At noon, the plane entered Shu.

A Cheng, Wang Shuo, Mianmian, Zhao Mei, Chen Cun, Ma Yuan, Fang Fang, Yu Hua...... casually took out a big coffee who was enough for the chairman of a provincial writers' association, and got off the plane leisurely.

Chu Qing dragged his luggage in one hand and Wang Tong's box in the other, and the two of them followed behind like little followers.

"Do you know them all?" He asked quietly.

"I don't know any of them." Wang Tong also whispered: "I haven't read any of their books. ”

Chu Qing found a bosom friend and felt a little more confident. He is a kind of person who can write an argumentative essay as an expository essay, and in front of those people, he has a congenital low IQ, and he has to look up to him when he says hello, as if he is looking at a bodhisattva.

As soon as he passed the exit, he saw a group of people rushing over from a distance, accurately surrounding Wang Shuo, instantly capturing every place where he could stand, and the small notebook in his hand was about to poke him in the face.

Just a few days ago, an article by him in a newspaper called "I Look at Jin Yong" instantly provoked the G-spot of all people who thought they were in the cultural circle.

"You call the Four Heavenly Kings, Qiong Yao Drama, Cheng Long Movies and Jin Yong's novels the Four Great Vulgarities, where does your courage come from?"

"You think the praise of Jin Yong is abnormal, don't you?"

"Then who do you think is worse than Jin Yong?"

Mianmian and Zhao Mei didn't even look at the female writers, and went straight to the car to flash people. Chen Cun stood on the periphery with great interest and glanced at it a few times, and was immediately pulled away by Yu Hua.

Wang Shuo straightened his belly, touched his fat face, enjoyed this occasion, was unhurried, and replied in turn: "I don't have any special courage, ask first, why can't they scold?" ”

"Holding Jin Yong so high, others are confused, I'm not stupid. Even for the sake of ecological balance, someone has to scold it. ”

He scratched his nose, thought for a while, and finally said, "We can't compare, maybe it's just as bad, it's quite torturous." ”

After speaking, he continued to walk out with his stomach straight, and when he was about to get into the car, a reporter suddenly stopped in front and asked: "The point is that others think that you can't write, so you use scolding to show off." ”

Wang Shuo's hand had already been picked up on the car door, put it down again, and said to the buddy seriously: "I can't write anything, does this have anything to do with whether I have the right to scold?" ”

…………

Lu Le's meaning is to let the writers have fun for a few days, visit Jincheng, visit Qingcheng Mountain, meet friends, and make an appointment to eat together in the evening, and chat with the sea.

In short, let's stir up the atmosphere of the pen meeting first.

The pen will be this thing, according to Chu Qing's understanding, and about * cannon is the same thing, the theme is probably two, showmanship, and cool.

From the scar literature in the late 70s to the emergence of root-seeking literature in the mid-80s, and then a few years later, the creative circles, critics, and readers, although there are also-stirring sticks, are generally united and jointly build the last golden age of domestic literature.

There is impetuousness. There is profundity, there is sorrow, anyway, after that day of eight * nine years. A qiē smoke vanished. When literature re-emerged in the nineties, it was long gone.

The pen club, which came out in large numbers in the 80s, is a kind of fashion, there is no guidance, there is also foaming passion, people love this body meditation and the collision of ideas.

And now. It's already 1999......

Lu Le moved the background of the movie directly under this retro curtain, and basically there was no matter of Chu Qing and Wang Tong, they couldn't mix with this kind of high-end. Only the secular part can be responsible.

is like two abandoned children, who quietly transferred to Pixian County on a bus, a place where they couldn't pick anything else except bean paste.

The hotel I stayed in was called Taoyuan Hotel, which was probably the most famous in Pi County. Two buildings in the north and south. There is also a small square in front of the gate, planted with a little dwarf and verdant plants.

"Are you full?"

The two of them had just finished dinner in the restaurant on the first floor, and walked up the stairs, Wang Tong saw that he hadn't eaten much, so he asked.

"I'm full, and I'm not too hungry." Chu Qingdao said, opened his mouth wide and yawned.

Wang Tong raised his wrist and glanced at it, and said, "What time is it?" Sleepy? ”

"I didn't sleep on the plane, I tossed around all day." He yawned again. Reached out and wiped the corners of his eyes.

Their rooms were all on the third floor, and they went to room 3o8 first and stopped.

She took out the door card and swiped it, put her fingers on the handle, looked at Chu Qing standing next to her, and asked, "Are you going back to sleep, or come in and sit for a while?" ”

"Uh......" Chu Qing was entangled, standing still and not leaving.

Wang Tong glanced at him, pushed the door in directly, flicked his fingers, and the wooden door closed slowly, but it was not closed, leaving an inch-wide space.

He looked at the gap and stood for a few more seconds, but still held out his hand.

The decoration and layout of the room is very much the tone of the desperate foreign atmosphere of the urban-rural junction, the bathroom is on the right side of the door, a small corridor is separated, the table is on the left, and the wall is inlaid with square mirrors. Opposite the mirror are two beds, wider than the average single bed, which can probably sleep a fat man and a thin one.

The sheets, quilts, and pillowcases were oddly pale blue on a strange background, and a large dark red suitcase was thrown on the bed.

"Haven't cleaned it up yet?" Chu Qing asked.

"Well, I don't like to move." Wang Tong took off his coat and threw it away, and inside was a navy blue turtleneck sweater with two white stripes on his sleeves.

Then, he took a few more random steps in the room, stretched his arms, tilted his head back slightly, and exhaled lazily. Her waist was thin, sliding down her thin arms and straight to her waist, creating a gentle arc.

Chu Qing saw her side, so soft, like dragonfly wings stained with raindrops, and with a slight tremble, it fluctuated into bursts of transparent charm.

He looked away and said, "Why don't you go down and take a walk?" ”

"No, my body will stiffen after sitting for a long time, just stretch it." As she spoke, the amputated leg began to ripple gently again.

"Oh, there's no heating in this place, it's cold." He didn't dare to look up, and then he said something that didn't match at all.

Easy, Wang Tong stopped moving, his face flushed a little, looked at him for a while, and suddenly covered his mouth and smiled.

"Laughing at what?" He asked.

"It's okay, it's just that your head is so long, it's not used to it."

"Well, I'm not used to it either." Chu Qing scratched his messy head and smiled.

"If you stay for a long time, you have to take care of it diligently, why are you still like a child." Wang Tong stopped at the soft chair in front of the table and said, "Come here." ”

He obediently walked over, sat down, and looked at himself in the mirror, and the slender figure appeared behind him.

She opened the suitcase, pulled out a maroon wooden comb, gently pressed his head with one hand, and combed it carefully with the other. His head was black and thick, and his small white hands pinched the wooden teeth, which slid softly and slowly over his forehead and sideburns.

"It's too dry."

She muttered, ran to the bathroom, wiped herself back, hung her fingers, like flower petals blooming with morning dew, and dripped a few drops of water on his head.

"That's it!"

Wang Tong shook his body with satisfaction and said with a smile: "If you are fine, just pick up, comb your hair, iron your clothes, polish your shoes, if you don't have kung fu, don't you have a girlfriend, don't get dirty all day." ”

"I was born to be her nanny, and I can't count on her to do this." Chu Qing said with a smile.

"That's what you want."

She held the comb in her right hand and hung her left hand over his ear, as if she wanted to go down, and paused again, and finally put it on his shoulder.

Chu Qing trembled slightly, staring at the mirror in front of him, the two people inside, one was looking at him and the other was looking at her, their eyes were staggered up and down in the mirror, and they were intertwined into silk threads.

"Hey buddy, is there a fire?"

At this time, a person suddenly broke in outside the door, with a cigarette in his mouth, a big head and a square face, and the most strange thing was the clothes, the shirt was also covered with a shirt, I don't know which way to wear it.

Chu Qing came back to his senses, quickly stood up, and said busily: "Teacher Wang Shuo." ”

"Well, borrow a fire." He nodded.

Chu Qing took out the lighter from his trouser pocket, pressed it with a snap, Wang Shuo's big head leaned over, took two puffs, and narrowed his eyes with satisfaction.

Wang Tong looked at him, you didn't close the door?

His face was full of apologies, and he didn't close it tightly......

"Thank you!"

Wang Shuo took a cigarette, looked at the two of them, and asked, "Hey, you two came with us, right?" ”

"Ah, yes."

"I said I look familiar, it's a staff member?" He asked.

The two couldn't help but glance at each other, and Chu Qing said, "No, we are all actors." ”

Wang Shuo was also stunned, and suddenly said: "I still have an actor!" I'm still a documentary! He smiled again: "Dude, I'm sorry, I haven't seen your play, I can't recognize it." ”

"It's okay, it's okay."

Knowing their identities, Wang Shuo was interested, and he didn't leave, he unceremoniously leaned on the side of the bed, crossed his legs, and said: "When Lu Le was looking for me, he said that he would have a meeting, how could he fool you?" ”

"He told me to make a movie......" Chu Qing said honestly, a little stunned at this guy.

"Haha! This grandson, ahem! Wang Shuo choked on a puff of cigarette and coughed violently.

Gasping for breath, he turned his head and asked Wang Tong again, "What did you say?" ”

Wang Tong blinked and said with a smile: "Teacher Liu Yiwei told me that he wanted to make a movie and pay tribute to literature." ”

"What salute?" Wang Shuo tilted his head and scratched the roots of his ears.

"He said isn't this the end of the century, look at the big guy salute this, pay tribute to that. He and the director are very fond of literature, and said that now that literary books are not selling, they want to make a movie to pay tribute to literature. She was polite and patient.

Wang Shuo smiled: "Dude, you are not as good as a girl, people can still talk so much, you just made a movie and fooled you?" ”

"Uh......"

Chu Qing and Wang Tong are very helpless, this thing is a mental illness, and he speaks upside down.

He didn't have this consciousness at all, still crossed his legs and smoked.

Wang Shuo smoked very fast, so good at kung fu, a cigarette has come to an end. He took two puffs, and the cigarette butt was sparkling, and he almost burned his hand before taking it off.

Chu Qing hurriedly handed over the ashtray, he pressed the cigarette butt inside, twisted it vigorously, stood up, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "This young man, not bad!" ”

"You two go on, the scene just now is quite right, everything is right, how do you say this......" he waved his hand and smiled: "Very poetic!" ”

As he spoke, he turned around, staggered a few steps, and was about to go out, when he suddenly turned around and scolded:

"To him, I'm sorry, literature has long been over!" (To be continued......)

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