Chapter 81 If the snow is the same today
But no matter what, Meng Yun finally compromised.
Anyway, his drama is backed by the two major entertainment giants in the circle, and he has the blessing of the three-dimensional actor and the two veteran actors, so he can't save it.
And it's not his money when he loses!
Let's put it together!
"It's a holiday, it's a holiday!"
"Wuhu ~ It's a holiday!!"
"Long live Director Meng! You really deserve to be the most conscientious director in China! ”
Meng Yun: I always feel that this sentence is connotating himself, but he has no evidence.
Even if the director has a black face, it does not affect the crew to cheer one by one.
Especially the assistant directors and field staff who are used to partnering with Director Meng feel that the sun is coming out in the west.
Meng Yun is a well-known workaholic in the industry.
It is said that when he filmed his last film, he did not give everyone a night off until Chinese New Year's Eve.
Filming will continue on the second day of the Lunar New Year.
was also complained by several leading actors at the time that it was "inhumane"!
……
If you are drenched in snow today, this life will also be considered white.
……
December 24,
The evening of the new year.
The first snow of winter in Nancheng is long overdue.
Li Yunxi, who came out of the set, saw people standing on the side of the road waiting for him not far away.
He leaned quietly under the lamppost next to the car, his fingertips lit up.
A smile suddenly spread from her cold and detached eyes.
Like a swallow returning to the nest, she almost rushed towards the figure.
"Hmph, I've got you! You're smoking behind my back! ”
The little girl suddenly appeared behind the man, crossed her arms and looked at him with a domineering face.
Xie Shijin turned his head pretending not to know, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.
"Yo, the boss is at work?"
He naturally extinguished the cigarette in his hand.
As if destroying a corpse, the cigarette butt drew a beautiful arc in the air and was accurately thrown into the trash can not far away.
Li Yunxi sneered at him and pretended to be stupid in front of him, "Did I say that you are not allowed to smoke in front of me!" ”
Xie Shijin spread his hands and said helplessly: "Boss, you can't wronged me!" ”
"When did I smoke in front of you?"
As he spoke, he deliberately bent down and approached the girl, his voice low:
"If you don't believe it, I'll just take a look."
The man has a pair of deep eyes, a high nose, slightly thin lips, and a sculpted facial features.
At this time, he suddenly approached, and the strange aura that came to his face caught Li Yunxi off guard.
Li Yunxi: "......"
The fist in her hand tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened.
Well.
There really is no smell of smoke.
But
The girl's eyelashes drooped, pondered for two seconds, and said:
"Your salary this month is gone."
With that, she pulled the car door open and sat down.
The man who left the messy wind in the wind was stunned.
The salary is gone again???
then
The man, who had been a bodyguard for three months and didn't get a penny of wages, also chuckled and shook his head.
A child is a child, and I can't help but laugh at it......
The man turned and got into the car.
The car started slowly, and after a while it disappeared into the twilight that was fading.
Across the road, a pair of eyes were watching this side from beginning to end.
The second time.
Xu Sinian looked at the end of the road where the car had disappeared.
The second time I saw her get along with that person so intimately and naturally.
He chuckled and lowered his eyes.
Turn and leave.
……
For a long time in the past, traditional folk customs seemed to have been ignored by everyone in China.
The only thing left in people's lives is how to eat and clothe themselves, how to make more money, and how to live better.
In recent years, the upper echelons of China seem to have suddenly woken up, and suddenly become very attached to traditional culture and folk customs.
Various universities have successively opened majors in ancient literature, ancient characters, ancient opera, and so on, and have begun to expand their enrollment frantically.
However, Nancheng University and Beicheng University have had these majors from beginning to end, but they have always been unpopular majors.
A few years ago, this major could hardly recruit one or two students a year.
Even in some years, it is possible that no one is recruited.
Off.
The traditional festival of China, also known as "Jiao Nian", also known as "Stove God Festival" and "Sacrificial Stove Festival".
Because the main event of the small year, the festival, is held at night, it is also called "Chinese New Year's Eve" and "Little New Year's Eve".
This day is also seen as the beginning of a "busy year".
People began to prepare for the New Year, ready to have a clean and lively New Year.
It expresses the good wishes of the working people of China to say goodbye to the old and welcome the new.
The time of the small year in the north and south is also different, the north city is December 23, and the south city is December 24.
The two finished dinner nearby,
Li Yunxi had a whim, thinking that this place was not far from home, "Let's go back!" ”
Xie Shijin is indispensable.
The two walked unhurriedly down the street.
The entire Linjiang Road is like an endless sea of lights decorated with pearls and amber.
The snowflakes fell one after another, and they were perhaps moved by the excitement of the young year, and they quickly turned into water on the ground.
Only a few large trees that are still lush on the side of the road have white snow-white hats on their tops.
Li Yunxi looked at the children who were laughing and chasing after them with small fireworks, stretched out his hand to hold a little girl who was about to bump into him, and heard the little girl say "Thank you, sister" sweetly, her eyes were full of warmth.
"You're welcome, be careful next time."
The little girl's eyes were shining, staring at her without blinking, and she nodded perfunctorily,
"Uh-huh, my sister I know."
Li Yunxi smiled and prepared to continue walking.
But seeing the little girl tugging at herself again, she raised her head and asked her, "Sister, are you a fairy sent by the gods?" ”
l Li Yunxi looked puzzled, "Huh? Why? ”
The little girl said coquettishly: "Grandma said that on Chinese New Year's Eve, we want to sacrifice to the god Vesta, my sister is so beautiful, are you a fairy?" ”
Children don't know what the stove god is, they only know that they are immortals, and the immortals must be very good-looking, right?
Li Yunxi finally couldn't suppress the smile in his eyes and smiled.
Xie Shijin stood aside and looked at her with interest, as if he was looking forward to her answer.
She said, "Hmm...... Not only is my sister a fairy, but you are also a little fairy......"
Successfully fooling the little girl away, Li Yunxi got up and met the man's smiling gaze.
She narrowed her eyes dangerously, "What? Do you have an opinion? ”
Xie Shijin hurriedly shook his head, "No, how dare the little one have an opinion on the fairy!" ”
Li Yunxi snorted coldly and walked straight forward.
Xie Shijin stood in place, watching the little girl's figure gradually move away.
Snowflakes are falling, getting bigger and bigger.
The top of their heads turned white.
……
As a result, the two of them just arrived home,
Professor Xia from the Department of Ancient Literature called in person.
Here is a note, all the times do not distinguish between the lunar calendar, there is only one calendar.
(End of chapter)