"There are so many towns in the world, so many taverns in towns, and she walked into mine."

"The whole world is about to fall, but we are choosing this time to fall in love......"

On the screen, it's Casablanca forever, Rick and Isha forever......

"This is my favorite movie in my previous life, there is no ......" Jiang Xun said softly in Yang Zhe's ear amid the ticking sound of the projector.

Returning to Beiping from Qindao, the peaceful days are still quietly flowing through the fingers, and today's sophomore students pulled the piece, and Jiang Xun brought Yang Zhe over.

But Yang Zhe is already immersed in the plot of the movie, she is a dancer, and she has not been exposed to many foreign films, or Western movies.

"Rick and Isha also met by chance, and the people who fell in love in the end were not together......" Yang Zhe raised his head and looked at Jiang Xun in the light and shadow.

"This is a movie, there must be a little bit of tragedy, or it won't be a great ......movie," Jiang Xun whispered.

The film has been shown since its screening, and even after generations have passed, it is still so popular, which shows that the core value of the film itself is in line with the emotional thoughts of most people.

And this movie provides a great model for future romance-themed movies, as well as love stories in mainstream film and television dramas.

Coming out of the small screening room and walking in the lonely autumn campus, Yang Zhe was not very interested, and even a little lonely.

"What's the matter......" Jiang Xun deliberately wanted to make the girl happy.

"Well, tomorrow. The troupe wants to go to Hebei to give a condolence performance...... "I'm afraid it will take more than half a month, which can't help but make Yang Zhe melancholy."

"Oh, that's the case, I'm also going to perform at the grassroots level, arranged by the hospital, then I'll call you." Jiang Xun smiled, "Let's go, go to Dongdan for dinner." "If you're in a bad mood, there's nothing you can't solve with a meal.

Speaking of the boundary of Dongdan, it has always been the "fashion base" of Beiping from the past to the present, with everything to eat, drink and have fun.

The two got off the bus on Dongdan North Street, and the photo studios on both sides were entrusted to the trading houses, department stores, and the rehearsal hall of the Qingyi Theater...... and other colorful buildings, making this wide ground full of vitality and warm atmosphere, and also making this a silver street second only to the golden street of Wangfujing.

On the north side of the east gate of Dongdan Vegetable Market, Jiang Xun stopped his steps, "Eat spring rolls? ”

In front of a spring roll shop, there is an endless stream of people, coupled with the pedestrians coming and going on the sidewalk, making Dongdan Street crowded but not crowded.

At this time, there were not too many outsiders entering Beijing, and most of them were locals from Beiping.

There is nothing special about the small shop, holding the hot spring rolls in his hand, Yang Zhe's mood slowly rises.

The burnt yellow and crispy spring rolls were bitten into his mouth, constantly creating a sense of satisfaction all over his body, and as soon as Yang Zhe looked up, Jiang Xun was looking at her.

"See what?" Yang Zhe's eyes seemed to be disgusted, but he glanced at the unexpected rain.

Well, look at you, of course it's up to you, the rain is big romance, you're the little one, you're in charge of the rain, I'm in charge of you.

Eating spring rolls, accompanied by Jiang Xun, Yang Zhe felt very satisfied, "Xunzi, I wonder, I am a native of Beiping, I don't even know the ...... of this small restaurant"

"I'm a foodie, how can there be anything delicious, I'll take you to eat, okay?" Jiang Xun slipped his mouth and motioned for Yang Zhe to eat while it was hot.

Of course!

Yang Zhe didn't answer, and Xiaoxiao acquiesced.

After the spring rolls were down, the two went to the north gate of Dong'an Market to make a hearty public cream fried cake, and Yang Zhe's eyes were shining again.

Spring rolls, fried cakes, this is the love of ordinary people.

She didn't want to be Rick and Isa, and she didn't want to think of Casablanca, she just wanted to live an ordinary life and eat ordinary food.

"Look at me, I almost forgot ......" Eating the fried cake, Yang Zhe stopped, "My brother, a friend, half of the people in the literary circle, watched your role as Zhou Ping and wanted to get to know you." ”

Well?

"It just so happened that my brother was having dinner with them that day, and he said he knew you......" Yang Zhe's face turned red for no reason.

"Then I'll treat them to dinner." Jiang Xun was very happy.

"Come on, then I'll tell my brother, I'll go to Hebei tomorrow, and he will contact you......"

Finding a nearby phone booth, Yang Zhe called his brother Yang Fang, "Well, tomorrow at noon, Kunlun Hotel, do you have time?" ”

Kunlun Hotel? Why is the name so familiar?

……

Beijing, Kunlun Hotel.

This was originally a subordinate unit of a certain department, and it was also the first joint venture five-star hotel in China, which was later taken over by Shanghai XX Group, and for a time, it was very popular in Beijing.

"Let me introduce, Mr. Lu, my friend, is also half of the literary and artistic world...... Jiang Xun, the artist, is the Zhou Ping you miss in your heart, and he is still in college...... "Yang Fang did not wait for Jiang Xun upstairs, but waited in the lobby, which made Jiang Xun feel respected.

He looked at Yang Fang's side, there was a young man standing, and when he saw Jiang Xun, he smiled and stretched out his hand.

Oh, this couple, Jiang Xun knows, Haiyan, the plainclothes police of the year before last are the work of others, and they are also the bosses here.

No wonder the name of this hotel is so familiar.

"Hello, hello," Haiyan was very enthusiastic, "I have seen you play Zhou Ping, the performance is really good, and I have also seen you play Tang Maochang, I am walking with me......"

No, they're all restaurant owners.

Haiyan is Haiyan in the end, and one sentence makes the atmosphere come alive.

Speaking of which, Jiang Xun knew that he and Yang Fang were also business friends, but on the surface, Haiyan wanted to see him, but it was better to say that Yang Fang wanted to see him.

There is a huge private room, just the three of them.

Counting up, Haiyan, the boss, has also stretched half of his legs into the literary circle, talking about dramas, TV series, and movies, and there is no cold scene at all.

"A while ago, I saw Jiang Wen, what is the name of his film, I don't like it, the movie, you have to look at the box office, see how many copies are sold, see how many people come to see your movie, if no one watches it, then this movie will be boring......"

"Well, I heard that CCTV finished filming the Red Mansion, finished filming Journey to the West, and wanted to shoot the Three Kingdoms, this matter may become a ...... next year" Haiyan poured tea for Jiang Xun slowly, well, good tea.

Jiang Xun picked up the teacup, smiled on his face, and listened to Haiyan's vernacular.

The Romance of the Three Kingdoms must not be missed, almost half of the actors in Renyi have shown their faces in it.

Yang Fang looked at him, and couldn't help nodding secretly, knowing which words to say and which not to say, he was a person with a bottom in his heart.

People who have no bottom can't take a fancy to the great directors of the arts when they are freshman!

"Mr. Couple, those friends of yours are here again......" As he spoke, the waiter came in, smiling playfully.

"Yes," Haiyan also smiled, "My group of buddies have come over to eat and drink again, here we are."

The waiters are all familiar, Yang Fang, you are also familiar with these people,...... Xunzi, you wait, go to ......"

Before he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door, and a group of people came in Hulala, and when they saw Haiyan and Yang Fang, they were very affectionate, Jiang Xun also stood up, looking at these acquaintances, people who were very familiar in their previous lives, what Wang Shuo, Ma Weidu, Zheng Xiaolong......

They and Haiyan have a common name, called the disciples of the big courtyard.

Fuxing Road in Beijing, a narrow strip along the line is more than ten kilometers, from the princess tomb to the foot of Beiping West Mountain, along Wanshou Road, Yuquan Road, a radius of more than ten kilometers, by this group of people as the hometown, here, xx, xx 、...... and other family compounds are lined up in turn......

Since they are both from their hometown, Hai Yan is the leader of the Kunlun Hotel, and Ma Weidu and Wang Shuo often come to the Kunlun Hotel to eat and drink.

Every time Ma Wei and Wang Shuo came to the Kunlun Hotel, as soon as they entered the door, they shouted: "Hey, Mr. Lu, have you eaten today?" ”

As soon as Hai Yan saw them coming, he understood what they meant, and he immediately arranged a table of wine and food without a few brothers opening his mouth, and said to the waiter in advance to sign his order, and he was busy.

However, today, seeing that these people are chatting endlessly, and there is no intention of leaving, Haiyan is very sorry, today is not formal on this occasion, not formal is also quite formal, Yang Fang wants to introduce his future brother-in-law to himself, and by the way, let him help check it, you said that such a group of people, which door did you close?

"Introduction, Zheng Xiaolong, deputy director of production at the Peking TV Drama Production Center......" He pointed to a young man with a pimple on his face and smiled, "The youngest director in the station." ”