Bell.

The bells of the customs building, melodious bells rang an ambiguous dusk......

This was Zhu Lin's first time at the Peace Hotel, and when she opened the door, she felt like she had stepped into the depths of time.

The overwhelming grandeur and luxury immediately greeted you, the milky marble floor, the elegant copper openwork chandelier, the tall and spacious central lobby, the gold and pink and green stained glass on the ceiling, let the light pour down from the air clearly, stretched and ......bright.

"Go up and have a look." Tang Qin took the initiative to stretch out his hand.

Zhu Lin didn't refuse, she gently put her hand on Tang Qin's hand, and the two turned right from the lobby and walked up the narrow staircase.

This is a "mini" museum, the museum area is very small, only nearly 50 square meters, but the objects in it are quite heavy: "80-year-old" withered silver spoons, "70-year-old" old records, "50-year-old" bone china cups......

Here is the precipitation of time, a fragment of civilization, this fragment is sentimental and orange, ancient and nostalgic......

"Zhu Lin, that ...... Isn't that Tang Seng? ”

"The King of the Daughter Country...... Brother ......"

……

Although it is an old-fashioned restaurant, the people here are also very trendy, and seeing countless pairs of eyes intertwined into a net, netting Tang Qin and herself, Zhu Lin was a little uneasy.

"There are too many people here......"

The large number of people is a reason, I am afraid that it will cost a lot of money to eat in such a restaurant, at this time, the actors are getting salaries and manuscript fees, Zhu Lin feels very uneasy......

"Well, it's okay here," Tang Qin still wanted to keep it, but Zhu Lin looked at him like this, the warm sunlight hit his face, and his bright eyes and bright teeth made his words disappear without a trace.

As long as Zhu Lin is happy, it is okay to eat in the Taiping Hotel, and it may not be delicious in the alley.

It is very close to the Bund, and the two of them strolled along the banks of the Huangpu River, and the river breeze was blowing, which was also pleasant. However, there are many more people here than in the Peace Hotel.

"When Shanghainese fall in love, they either roll the road or go to the Bund ......" I don't know when, Zhu Lin gently grabbed Tang Qin's arm, and her body gently snuggled up to him, under the night, it was no different from many Shanghai couples.

But at this time, Shanghai-style love shocked both of them.

In front of me is a chest-high cement flood control wall, in the night light, on the fence of this flood control wall, lined up with all kinds of men and women, this is in love, it is clearly an impermeable human wall.

"Oh, there's a place ...... here."

Tang Qin finally found an "empty seat", but when he sat down, he was embarrassed, Zhu Lin sat next to him, and there was another woman behind him, that is, another young man and woman who was the subject of the conversation.

This lover wall......

Zhu Lin smiled, she felt that it was very interesting here, except for Shanghai, where to fall in love, it would not be able to talk to this extent.

The narrow space brought the two closer again.

Tang Qin could even feel Zhu Lin's breath, which was a slightly ripe fragrance, like the moon season in his hometown, and like the lilacs in the south......

The night moon shines on the quiet Pujiang River.

Zhu Lin rested his head on Tang Qin's shoulder, just like the scene a few years ago, Tang Qin felt that there should be no scorpion essence here, and he would not take himself away again......

"If you are ten years younger......" In the night wind, Zhu Lin muttered in his ear, but this sentence made Tang Qin's heart tighten, he could only hold Zhu Lin's hand and hold her hand tightly, for fear that she would go away.

"Tang Qin ......"

"Uh-huh......"

"What can be put down in this world is what you haven't picked up, and what you can pick up can also ......be put down," when Tang Qin raised his head again, Zhu Lin was looking at him with affection, "You say, do you want to put it down or pick it up?" ”

Oh, it is worthy of Zhu Lin, with a strong atmosphere of poetry and books, which makes Tang Qin how to answer.

After a long time, he stroked Zhu Lin's hair, "Actually, when we were waiting for love, it had come to an end......"

Oh?

Zhu Lin's eyes flashed with a trace of disappointment, and she subconsciously wanted to get rid of Tang Qin's embrace, "However, there is no waiting for love, and there is no end......"

……

In the crowding of the lover's wall, Ye Daying of the Western Film Studio has already arrived in the capital from Xi'an.

Of course, he is also a disciple of the big courtyard, and the important task given to him by Wu Tianming this time is to find the author of the big sagant, and it is best to bring him back to the West Film Studio, or buy the script directly in the capital.

Wu Tianming's psychological price is no more than 10,000, even more than 10,000 can be discussed.

10,000 yuan, a set of courtyard houses is only 10,000 yuan, how can ordinary screenwriters and authors have this treatment? They can sell a book for 1,000 yuan, and they also burn high incense.

Ye Daying got off the plane, and did not save money for Wu Tianming, he took a taxi and went straight to Beijing Film Studio, at the end of the eighties, the small guest house of Beijing Film almost became Wang Shuo's creative base.

"Yo ho, they're still here, knowing that I'm coming back today, they're all coming to pick me up......"

Zheng Xiaolong is also there, and Ma Weidu is also there...... and Feng Xiaogang, who poured tea and handed water during the game, was also there!

Everyone was very enthusiastic when they met, oh, this is the first time that the Beijing circle network has won a meeting!

Speaking of the gang of children in the compound, one of the hardest backgrounds is Ye Daying, who has also passed the Nortel exam. It's a pity that Tian Zhuangzhuang's family background and knowledge content are not available, and unfortunately he fell off the list. Instead, he went to the actor training class of the West Film Studio, and stayed in the West Film Studio, first as an actor and then as a director.

is also a disciple of the big courtyard, Ye Daying let Wang Shuo gain a firm foothold in the film and television industry.

It was he who first set his sights on the few articles in Wang Shuo's hands, and also told Wang Shuo the story of his going to Sichuan to make films, and asked Wang Shuo to write "The Stubborn Master".

After that, he ran in all directions, let Tian Zhuangzhuang's classmates Xia Gang and Huang Jianxin shoot Wang's, and he also used Wang's "Rubber Man" to shoot "Big Panting", and he was addicted to directing.

After last year's Wang Shuo Film Year, it is no exaggeration to say that as long as it is written by Wang Shuo, a big director will immediately come to the door in person, and if it is a step late, it will basically be snatched away by others, and Wang Shuo's works will be recognized as high-quality works in the Beijing circle.

"As soon as I looked at the style of this manuscript, I knew that you saved it, why, my head was feverish, or I re-entered the people, and you gave me a whole pseudonym, what is it called Qian Liang......"

Ye Daying sat down, and before he had time to take a sip of water, he counted Wang Shuo down.

"Wronged...... This is really not written by a buddy......" Wang Shuo took a cigarette in his mouth and shouted grievances.

Feng Xiaogang immediately flipped through the contemporary magazine, and in the first sentence, it really had Wang Shuo's style, "Everything starts from the back of the meeting at the airport, without that morning, Li Ru and Jiang Shan would be like two parallel railroad tracks, which will never intersect......"

"That's the intersection, isn't it going to be a thunderbolt and a fire, and the train touches the train." Ma Weidu laughed and teased, "Don't say it,...... You wrote it.,You recruit it.,Why.,Take advantage of us people.,I know that your book sells well.,You can't be so embarrassed.,If you don't recruit again.,Brothers are leaving.,You can in the future......"

"I really didn't write it...... I have ...... in hand" Wang Shuo confessed with a pale face, and the door was pushed open again, Liu Zhenyun and Mi Jiashan stood at the door, and Mi Jiashan also had that contemporary magazine in his hand.

"I came by plane...... Mi Jiashan didn't know Ye Daying, but it didn't prevent these people from introducing each other, knowing that he was from the Western Film Studio, and he was still ahead of him, and his relationship with Wang Shuo was also a teacher and a friend, his heart began to pour bitter water, well, it's too early, the cowhide is too blown.

It seems that this book is going to take a lot of effort on its own.

He secretly patted his backpack, he wanted to send a telegram to the factory immediately, needless to say, just two words - add money!