Last night, a heavy rain washed the city cleaner.

On a new day, people have stepped out of their homes, embraced the red tiles and green trees, encountered the blue sea and blue sky, breathed the dampness in their chests, and breathed the fresh air mixed with the smell of the sea.

Facing the sea breeze, as soon as Tang Qin walked out of the Qindao Railway Station, he saw his father Tang Changyuan, as well as the eldest sister Tang Qi and the second sister Tang Chu in the bustling crowd.

"Dad, where are you, why did you go to BJ and get a bald haircut?" The second sister Tang Chu also found Tang Qin without effort, but there was no way, this bulb was too bright in the crowd.

Tang Changyuan ignored his girl's snicker, he waved his hand while shouting his son's name, Tang Qin also saw his father, in the glow of the rising sun, his father was smeared with a halo by the rising sun.

Dad-

"Why did you get a bald haircut? Need a show? Tang Changchang squeezed over, took the duffel bag in his son's hand, and looked at his son carefully.

The father of the son Xingqianli was worried that he hadn't slept much in the past month. He is a projectionist at a film company, and he specially asked for leave to pick up his son today.

Before Tang Qin could speak, Tang Chu came up and rubbed his bare head for a while, and the eldest sister Tang Qi took the duffel bag from her father's hand, and when she saw Tang Qin's head, a smile also flowed down from the corner of her mouth.

"Dad, I went to China TV, aren't I filming Journey to the West, I want to play Tang Seng ......"

Tang Yuan's footsteps stopped, he looked at his son's eyes carefully, he was not telling a lie, besides, his bald head was shaved, this can't be fake.

"You? You're a cream boy, okay? The second sister Tang Chu went to push the bicycle, and she didn't forget to make fun of her younger brother

"I've tried the play, and I said that I would let me go home and wait for the notice," Tang Qin smiled, "What if it really works?" He took his father's bicycle.

"Then you really want to play Tang Seng, are you a cream monk?" The second sister, Tang Chu, stared at her younger brother's bare head and smiled again.

……

After a month away from home, the city is still the same, although there is no traffic and high-rise buildings in later generations, it is clean and tidy, full of warmth.

Tang Qin glanced at the huge billboard on the side of the road, on which were the images of workers, peasants and intellectuals, "Strive for the realization of the four modernizations!" The words came to my face.

Tang Qin's family lived in the family courtyard of the Peking Opera Company, with traditional Chinese bungalows with earthen walls and red tiles nearby, and European-style Western-style buildings in the distance.

In the 80s, Qindao was such a city with a variety of charms and a modern atmosphere.

The bicycle drove into the yard, and a little boy caught a burning honeycomb coal with a coal tong, put it in his own stove, lay on the ground and blew hard, and when he looked up, he saw Tang Qin.

"Cream Brother ......"

Go!

Tang Qin flicked his hand on the child's head, and he could already smell the fragrance of the food, which belonged to the smell of home and the smell of mother.

"My old son is back, come here, let my mother see, he has lost weight, why did he lose weight like this in a month? Also got a bald head! ”

Mother Zhao Mingli is a sword in the group, she has retired over the years and concentrated on teaching students, and when she saw her son's appearance, she also touched her son's head affectionately.

"Hungry, wash your hands, hurry up and eat," she turned around and tapped Tang Chu's hand with chopsticks, "Wash your hands, and then get a basin of washing water for your brother." ”

On the table, fried meat with beans, spicy fried clams, cold tomatoes, and a braised yellow croaker in sauce, and a bottle of beer.

Now, beer is planned to be produced, and the production is surprisingly small, every year in the middle of summer or holidays, people with connections take strips to buy a few bundles of beer, and people who don't have connections can only queue up.

Sometimes, in order to take care of the customers who drink beer in the restaurant, some restaurants have to sell alcohol with food.

"Have a drink with your dad." Zhao Mingli said with a smile, but then she cared about her son, "Can you act in a TV series?" She also walked down from the stage, the Peking Opera stage is no different from the drama stage, and she is always worried that her son can't go on the stage.

But her mother's nature made her begin to comfort her son, "BJ City is too far away, we can't choose it, we won't go, your father found their manager a few days ago and transferred you to a film company to be a projectionist." ”

"Mom, look at it again, I'm not worried, don't worry about it." Tang Qin got up and scooped noodles for his parents and sister first, got on the horse dumplings and got off the horse noodles, and the people of Qindao paid attention to eating noodles when they went home.

Eating cold noodles is a kind of shallow feelings, people are irritable in the hot wind in summer, and it is a very pleasant thing to come to a bowl of cool hand-rolled noodles at this time.

The fragrant sesame paste, the green cucumbers, a few cloves of crisp garlic, the hard and strong hand-rolled dough, accompanied by the sea breeze, this is really the best.

The son can see it, and Tang Changchang is relieved, "Let's not think about it, there is a movie at night, Liu Xiaoqing played the burning of the Old Summer Palace, follow my father to watch the movie, by the way, I left two tickets for your head of the group, you bring them to others when you go to work tomorrow, talk politely to others, and stay in ......the group if you can't play the TV series."

……

The days of returning home passed like water, and there was no news from Zhonghua TV.

Tang Qin is still in the B corner of the group, and he still has to set up the scenery, Tang Seng seems to be a distant dream, untouchable......

He had to think about the future of his life.

This year, the first stock was issued to the public by the Bao'an County Joint Investment Company of SZ City, but the stock market is far from being seen, and it is not feasible to make a fortune by relying on stocks......

The aftermath of the Wenzhou Eight Kings incident has not yet subsided, and I am afraid that the dream of making a fortune will not be able to do it......

Well, Changchun is now frantically reselling Junzilan, and the Jiangsu and Zhejiang regions are crazy and selling five-needle pine, and the price of a paper document has plummeted......

Acting, I still have to act!

At this time, there were no group performances, and there were formal art groups all over the country, and of course, various film studios.

"Sunday, don't lie down," Tang Changchang was worried about his son, "I don't ask you to become a movie star, a TV star, a family like us, as long as you are safe and stable, it is best to live a down-to-earth life...... Let's go, come with me to the cinema and watch a movie, don't think about anything tomorrow, and go to work. ”

From 1978 to 1988, it was the golden decade of Chinese cinema.

In fact, after every household had a TV, in the 90s, video halls were all over the streets, and every household had a DVD player, and movies began to decline, and by the end of the 90s, the decline of movies was very obvious.

There are many TV series, and "Dream of Red Mansions" and "Journey to the West" are all empty alleys when they are broadcast, which also steals a lot of business from movies.

I have to act in a TV series!

Tang Qin made up his mind, if it didn't work, he would start with the field worker first, he knew that Director Ren Fengpo had a good impression of him, as long as he spoke, there would not be much problem with mixing field workers.

When the father and son arrived at the cinema, there was already a long queue in front of the door.

Tickets go on sale at 8 a.m. and sell out by 10 a.m. In order to be able to buy tickets, factories and institutions have chartered the venue, and there are very few tickets that can be left for retail, and many people ask for connections to buy tickets.

Tang Changchang still had to wipe the equipment until two o'clock in the morning, he rarely went home, a few stools could sleep together, and the first thing he did when he got up the next day was to quickly queue up to buy tickets for friends.

"Wulin Zhi, martial arts films, there are a lot of people watching it." Tang Changyuan did not hide his joy at all about the prosperity of the movie theater, and he asked tentatively, "Why don't you come to the film company to be a projectionist?" ”

As the father and son were talking, the manager rushed over, "Tang Qin, do you know how to ride a motorcycle?" Hurry up, send this copy to the Great Light Cinema! ”

There is only one copy of the "Wulin Zhi" movie in the whole Qindao City, and a movie copy is composed of a single copy that can be screened for 10 minutes, and one copy is replaced after the next copy is broadcast.

There are about 10 copies of a "Wulin Zhi", and 9 movie theaters have to be released at the same time, and only one movie theater can play 1 copy, and then immediately send it to the next movie theater by motorcycle, and the motorcycles of each movie theater are always running around the streets and alleys of Qin Island.

In case one link is stuck, the theaters on the whole island will have to be stuck.

Tang Qin started the motorcycle, "Be careful. Tang Changyuan advised, seeing his son running away on a motorcycle, he walked into the theater.

"Old Tang, your phone call is from the repertory troupe."

Tang Yuanyuan's heart tightened, and before he could speak, he said on the other side of the phone, "Is Tang Qin here, China TV called him, you say, how did China TV call him, is there anything wrong?" ……”

What's the matter, what else can happen?

Tang Changchang put down the phone and didn't even let go of the movie, he handed it over to the apprentice directly, and turned around in the courtyard of the theater by himself, and finally saw his son coming back on a motorcycle, he immediately ran over, "Xiao Qin, hurry, hurry, the phone from Zhonghua TV, hurry up and give someone back." ”

Coincidentally, it was Ren Fengpo who answered the phone, and he also called, "Xiao Qin, Director Yang has a good impression of you, what about you,...... I guess it's done. ”

It's true?

Tang Qin glanced at his father next to the phone, he was even more nervous than himself.

"Director Yang and they are in a meeting, I guess she can call you in the evening, you leave the unit phone, go quickly, just guard in front of the unit phone, don't go anywhere."

It's done?

Tang Changyuan grabbed his son's arm, Tang Qin nodded emphatically, "You, you didn't even say thank you, how rude this is, hurry, go to the unit," Tang Changyuan complained and urged, "Just stay by the phone, don't go anywhere." ”

Tang Qin stayed by the phone all morning, but Director Yang Jie's phone call only came in the afternoon.

"Xiao Tang, after the study of the leaders of the station and the comrades of the crew, the role of Tang Seng has been decided to be played by you, next week, can you come to BJ, meet with the comrades of the crew, Director Dai also wants to meet you."