if relics could talk

Tao Le did get up early in the morning and went out for a walk with Jiang Zhaohe.

The old man's habit of going to bed early and getting up early has been maintained for so many years, so even if he made an exception last night and went to bed late, he still woke up early this morning according to his biological clock.

Speaking of which, Tao Le has not accompanied Jiang Zhaohe to get up early for a walk for a few days.

The grandfather and grandson walked for more than half an hour. When they arrived at the leisure area, Jiang Zhaohe went to practice his arm strength.

"Grandpa, you are already at this age, and you can still practice like this. Be careful, don't get a muscle strain."

"Underestimate your grandpa." Jiang Zhaohe seemed to come here often, "lifting iron" is indeed very easy, "I heard from your father that your stage play has already been done?"

"Actually, we haven't got sponsorship yet, but I thought about it. If we continue to do this, there is nothing. The scripts we have are always being revised. There is really nothing to show investors. Is the project confident?"

"Then what are you going to do?"

"Zhao Tuan has been providing us with various conveniences, more or less for the sake of my mother, but I gradually feel that they should be really interested in our project."

Because my content is getting better and better, so I am more and more confident.

"How's the progress?"

"We plan to use seven cultural relics to make a series, a total of seven acts. Now that I have written the script for the second act, the actors have already been determined. When I continue to write later, everyone can think about the script more. Find a feeling."

"It's good to have progress."

Jiang Zhaohe practiced for a while, and was a little tired. He sat down to rest. Tao Le just went to buy water, and he unscrewed the lid before handing it to him.

"Xiao Ba, grandpa asks you, what is your theme this time?"

Being asked such a question suddenly, Tao Le was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Of course it is to let the cultural relics speak."

"Should the cultural relics speak, or should the cultural relics speak?"

Tao Le didn't understand what he wanted to ask for a while, and asked a little confused: "Is there any difference?"

"Of course there is a difference," said Jiang Zhaohe, who has worked in cultural relics restoration all his life. "If you make it speak, it will say what you want it to say; if it speaks, it will say what it wants to say. "

Tao Le understood now.

In fact, she thought about this question repeatedly during the process of writing the script, so the lines were overturned and rewritten repeatedly.

If artifacts could talk, what exactly would they be trying to say?

If you want to understand this, you can write lines that are more in line with the theme.

So Tao Le has been thinking, substituting himself into the cultural relics themselves to think.

First of all, it is absolutely impossible for cultural relics to regard themselves as cultural relics. The concept of cultural relics does not exist in them.

Over the course of so many years, they may have gone through the process of never understanding to gradually accepting reality.

They were originally the owner's favorite things, and they were properly kept away on weekdays, only taken out on special days, and solemnly put on to participate in solemn ceremonies.

Of course, they may also be just some utensils that noble families would use on weekdays, perhaps placed in the most conspicuous places for people to enjoy, or perhaps be rewarded as a great honor.

All in all, they would never have become cultural relics, treated as national treasures, collected in museums, and exhibited for everyone to see as they are now.

If they speak, they are probably the most confused.

"What year is this eve? Where is this place? Why am I placed here, and where is the master?"

And who will answer their questions for them?

So Tao Le wrote a preface alone at the beginning of the whole stage play.

However, she has not told anyone about this preface so far. One is because she intends to use this preface to solve the problem Jiang Zhaohe raised just now. Second, she also needs to use it to connect with each scene. Before the entire script comes out, it is possible. to adjust.

"Grandpa is worthy of being Grandpa," Tao Le exclaimed, "You are the first person to mention this to me."

As soon as she heard her say that, Jiang Zhaohe knew that his granddaughter really came prepared this time.

"You know what's in your heart, so grandpa can rest assured."

He patted his thigh: "Go back, Xiao Qin should make breakfast."

This sentence successfully surprised Tao Le: "Him? Cooking breakfast at your house? I was thinking about going to buy some food to take home later."

This time Jiang Zhaohe smiled very proudly: "Want to make a bet with Grandpa? Let's go back, Xiao Qin must have made breakfast."

He has said so, and there is a high probability that he is confident.

In order to make him happy, Tao Le said along the way: "Impossible, he never cooked breakfast for me, he always went out to eat together, I bet you!"

"What color head?"

Tao Le also deliberately pondered for a while: "Well, if he goes back, he really made breakfast, and we will come to have a meal with you every week no matter how busy we are, how about it?"

There was no possibility in the bet that Qin Yi would not make breakfast if he went back.

"Okay! Don't play tricks if you lose!"

"Promise not to cheat!"

As a result, when they got home, the noodles were just out of the pot and served on the table.

This was really the first time Tao Le watched Qin Yi cook.

She was sick before, and the sick meal she made could not be counted.Tao Le thought silently.

But in fact, Qin Yi has lived abroad for so many years, and cooking is simply the most basic common sense in life. If he is not used to eating their food abroad, he can only do it by himself.

Qin Yi also put cabbage and even fried eggs in the cooked noodles this time.

Where did he find them, and he seemed to know where Jiang Zhaohe's things were kept better than Tao Le.

When did the two of them develop such a strong relationship?

Tao Le thought to himself, no wonder Grandpa was willing to make a move. Old Tao had such a big opinion of Qin Yi at that time, and finally agreed to live with them. Now that I think about it, Grandpa must have contributed a lot.

Lao Tao is like Sun Monkey, who can't climb Jiang Zhaohe's Wuzhi Mountain no matter what.

When Tao Le sat down to eat noodles, he was still thinking, this boyfriend seems to be doing well, at least he won't have to worry about eating in the future.

After dinner, Qin Yi first drove Grandpa to "Prosthetic Hands for Others", and then went back to the studio with Tao Le.

When getting out of the car, Tao Le asked him: "Aren't photographers' hands very expensive? You are willing to cook yourself?"

"It's fresh to say that, in any industry, hands are not precious, so cooking is not precious? The chef's hands are also precious." Qin Yi gradually let go of talking to her now, "Besides, can there be The hands of the cultural relic restorer are precious? Don’t grandpa and uncle usually cook by themselves?”

"Then what they cook is not delicious."

"How am I doing?"

"It's much more delicious."

"I'll cook after that."

His words were so natural that Tao Le thought he had misheard: "You mean you will be the one to cook from now on?"

"I used to go home alone, so I didn't bother to do it. Besides, it's not fun to eat alone." Qin Yi took Tao Le's hand very naturally and said, "It will be different in the future."

Tao Le laughed involuntarily, and asked knowingly, "Why is it different?"

"I have you," Qin Yi replied without thinking, "I have a family."