Gong Xue didn't expect to ask herself. She regarded Zhang Jinling as a good friend and could talk more in front of acquaintances. She said: "I never thought that I always wanted to go to a film studio and live with my parents." "You are so old and still want to live with your parents?" "I left home when I was a teenager and have been living outside. Of course I want to return to Shanghai." "Is it difficult to get into Shanghai Film Studio?" Chen Qi asked. "It's difficult. I have never cooperated with them. They don't know me. How could they want someone who is so unknown?" Gong Xue sighed, looking very disappointed. Farewell, sister, it would be great if you stayed in the capital. Zhu Lin has to be in the same frame as you... Chen Qi thought for a while and said, "I think, since you want to be an actor, you should seize any opportunity that comes before you, and don't end up with nothing. Director Wang is a person who loves talents. If "Lushan Love" is good, I will definitely apply to transfer you. Just like Liu Xiaoqing, how much did it cost to buy her? "
"Eighty thousand!" Zhang Jinling counted. "Look, the transfer fee is 80,000 yuan. If you double it by then, you won't be able to get it without 200,000 yuan!" "You think of us as commodities. Besides, how can I be worth 200,000?" Gong Xue gave him a blank look and thought he was talking nonsense. At the same time, I also feel a little melancholy. "Lushan Love" will end in December and I will have to return to the army. She is very grateful for this opportunity, likes the atmosphere of the crew, absorbs the experience like a sponge, and is reluctant to part with it. If you don’t want to go back, you have to play another drama. But how can making a movie be so simple? They have to choose a theme, write a script, hold meetings to discuss, and choose actors... just like that, I just happened to be chosen again? That's too lucky. "Hiccup~" Chen Qi picked up the big bowl, drank wonton soup, and burped: "Have you finished eating?" "After eating, let's go!" He stood up, took out the cents, there were two yuan in total, and arranged them neatly on the table, and said: "Comrade Zhanying, let me borrow the tricycle from you, and I will send something home." "Let's ride, what more money do we have to pay?" "We are half-brothers, so of course we have to settle the score." The friends at the tea stall were not surprised, and the old man also taught the newcomers some science. This is Teacher Chen, who is sneaky and sneaky. He has not worked for a day and will teach us to nod yes and shake no... They are already Kong Yiji who has taken off his long robe. Not Chen Qi. He didn't want to suffer this, so when he first put it on, he saw something was wrong, picked up his gown and ran away. The tea stall had a tricycle for transporting goods, so he borrowed one and walked south to the trust store at the front door. The trust store is a place that collects and sells used goods. It can also help others sell them for a fee. There are cameras, watches, handicrafts, clothes, furniture and so on. Many people come here to hunt for treasures, commonly known as picking up lost items. What everyone knows as picking up leaks is to spend a few yuan to buy a Yuanqinghua.
This kind of situation does happen, but it will never happen once in a lifetime. Who doesn't know good things? But it’s also expensive! People in this era are poor, and only a few people are willing to spend money to hunt for antiques. For example, Ma Weidu spent 2,000 yuan on a set of screens in the 1980s. He was originally going to buy a color TV with this money, but who would be willing to spend it? So picking up the missing items is actually because there are a lot of good things at this time and the competition is low, so you have a great chance of grabbing them. Of course, if you are like the female elder who sells antiques to Hong Kong in trucks and trucks with his back against a big tree, that would be awesome. Or like Li Chunping, make up a story about being kept by a Hollywood female star and inheriting billions of wealth... They are all characteristics of the times. Chen Qi finished visiting the trust store in the morning. He went in now, took out a gramophone, a few old vinyl records, two chairs, loaded them on a tricycle, and rode home again. Entering Menzhang Alley and stopping at the entrance of the courtyard. Zhang Jinling helped him move the chair. Gong Xue held the gramophone and looked at the compound curiously, asking: "Is this the dormitory of Xinhua Bookstore?" "Well, the place where I was born and raised!" "That house is my home." Chen Qi opened the door, put the things in, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work. I asked two lesbians to help me move it. I really saw something interesting and couldn't help it." "Look at what you said, women can hold up half the sky, what's wrong with moving some things?" Zhang Jinling didn't care. Why! She said this decades later to make the fairy squirt to death. "..." Gong Xue just looked at the small house. It was clean and tidy. There were many things, some of which were quite expensive. There was a bed set up outside. When she looked at the bed, she pursed her lips and smiled and said, "You want to sleep here? Is it long enough?" "I sleep like this, with my feet here..." Chen Qi moved a long bench and placed it at the end of the bed. He artificially lengthened it and said, "This bed is a little short, but it is large horizontally. It can sleep three people." "There is an ambiguity in what you said, little comrade!" Zhang Jinling is already married and knows everything, so she gave him a lesson. I didn’t even drink any water, and walked out after standing for a while... There was nothing I could do, a man and two women. At her age and my age, there were some who could talk but not listen. They would crush people to death under their tongues, and even jump into the Yellow River. I can’t clean it up, I have to take care of this! Chen Qi patted his face. I went out and ran to Xinhua Bookstore and called Yu Xiuli: "Mom, I bought something to send home!" "What? Hey, are you leaving now?" "Gramophone, chair... that chair is made of huanghuali, don't use it as firewood for me!!!" ………… evening.
Gong Xue had dinner and took a walk in the courtyard as usual. The crew is not filming, so her life is very boring. Eating every day is like having fun, and she usually stays in the room reading a book. She has few friends and is not a social person. I went out for a day today and felt a little tired, but also quite happy. "Comrade Gong Xue?" Suddenly there was a greeting from behind. She turned around and thought about it for a moment before saying, "Director Huang, are you taking a walk too?" "Yes, walking a hundred steps after a meal is good for your health!" Huang Jianzhong caught up with him with a smile and said: "Your crew hasn't started filming yet, right? It's all caused by the convention. The most fearful thing about filming is pauses in the middle. It's easy to lose your status. If you lose it, it's hard to find it again." "Well, I'm fine..." She originally wanted to hang out for a while, but now she was in no mood and said, "I'm going back to the guest house. Thank you for your concern." "Oh okay, I still have to walk a few laps!" Huang Jianzhong looked at her back and compared it with his wife. He had to say that they were incomparable. Twenty years later, he slept with an actress. In the current environment, he didn't dare to do anything dirty. He just saw that she was beautiful and wanted to chat with her. They were polite. "Babyface!" Huang Jianzhong curled his lips, not knowing who he was scolding. … Gong Xue returned to the room, and it was getting dark before she knew it. She sat at the table, found some letter paper, and began to write a letter to her parents. "Sister Ai Ling mentioned today that I might enter the Beijing Film Studio. I have never thought about this issue. I have been away from home for ten years and I am very much looking forward to returning to you and accompanying you well. It is the same now, Shanghai Film Studio. That’s my goal.” ""Romance in Lushan" will end next month, and I will return to the army by then. I am very sad about everything on the crew. I can only tell you, don't blame me for acting like a child again..." … "Ahhhhh!" At the same time, Chen Qi was irritable in 302, and his hands were sore from writing "Invincible Mandarin Duck Legs". "Computer, I need a computer, a typewriter is fine too!" "I am a person who writes an essay of 800 words by hand. Are you asking me to write tens of thousands of words?" He muttered as he wrote, finally completing today's word count plan, and immediately jumped up with relief. It was after 11 o'clock at night, so he took a shower and lay down on the bed, thinking about those two huanghuali chairs, oh, those lines, that texture, but it was a pity that they could only be squeezed into his own small shabby house. Later, the conversation during the day also emerged, entering the Beijing Film Studio, entering the Shanghai Film Studio and so on... He didn't pay much attention.
"This is easy, just support her!" (No more... Are you all only 520? )