The Golden Age of China Entertainment

"Humble! Qingzi, you are being modest. Director Li can't accept it without real material. By the way! How much did you sell for that script?"

Feng Xiaogang is a bit tall, otherwise, you can inquire about such things casually.

Yi Qing didn't hide it. After all, he traveled over 30 years later. Although he lived in this era of material scarcity for several months, he really didn't take the 2000 yuan more seriously. .

"Not much, 50 yuan per episode, [-] episodes in total!"

An episode of fifty, that fifty episodes is ~~~~~~~

Hey!

Catch up with Lao Tzu's two-year salary!

Chapter 23 A Promise

Feng Xiaogang, who was hit hard by Yi Qing, is not decadent. After all, if nothing else happens, the life of this little steel cannon in the first 30 years has not been smooth, but he will still become one of the big three in the Chinese film industry in the future, but It is inevitable to drink two more glasses.

Helping Feng Xiaogang out of the small restaurant, it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon. Looking at the virtue of Feng Xiaogang's drink, Yi Qing knew that if he let go of it now, he would go back directly. He reckoned that Feng Xiaogang would be able to lie down on the street until tomorrow morning.

After asking for a long while, Feng Xiao just explained in confusion where he lived. Fortunately, it is not far from here. These days, there are not even taxis on the street, and there are quite a few people who ride three-wheelers to pull jobs. Thinking of being squeezed into a small space with a big man, Yi Qing felt awkward and gave up the idea of ​​calling a car.

Turn around two alleys, and cross another street, which is where Feng Xiaogang lives. Looking at the exterior of the building, one can tell that it is a product of the early days of liberation. When you walk in, the walls are mottled, and the paint on the handrails of the stairs is almost gone. , The concrete floor is also full of potholes, all of them said that this building is definitely older than Yi Qing, maybe Feng Xiaogang is a junior in front of this building.

Feng Xiaogang lived on the third floor. At this point, everyone in the building had gone to work, and the corridor seemed extraordinarily quiet. He opened the door, helped Feng Xiaogang walk in, and looked up to see the whole room, let alone The bathroom, the kitchen, the whole room doesn’t even have a partition, a bed, a desk, a large crooked wardrobe, the food pocket is placed by the wall, facing the bed, and there is an ingenious place on it. Watching a TV with a screen not much larger than the camera lens.

This is Tongzilou. Yi Qing had only seen it in TV dramas before, and it was the first time to be there. How shabby it is.

After throwing Feng Xiaogang on the bed, Yi Qing was also panting from exhaustion. He was in good health, but it was impressive to walk such a long distance with a large living person.

"water!"

Before Yi Qing could catch his breath, Feng Xiaogang started yelling, not only yelling, but also writhing on the bed.

It's not about filming TV dramas, sleeping soundly when drunk, what are you screaming for!

She complained in her heart, but she couldn't ignore it, so Yi Qing had no choice but to get up, groped around for a while, and finally found the thermos bottle under the desk, weighed it, it was empty, and unplugged it.

Whoa~~~~~~~

A musty smell almost choked Yi Qing out of breath.

What kind of life is this man living!

Yi Qing is also a bachelor, in this life and in his previous life, but his ability to take care of himself is at least a light year better than Feng Xiaogang's. Washing clothes and cooking are the most basic things, and he always keeps the house in order. Those who are not familiar with it will definitely not believe that it will be the home of a single man.

"I owe you!"

Yi Qing muttered and went out. When he was at the door just now, he saw a gas stove with a kettle on it. The corridor of Tongzilou is basically a public place, and every household has no independent kitchen. So cooking can only be placed in the corridor.

Carrying the kettle, she entered the water room at the end of the corridor, filled a pot of water, and sat on the gas stove. Fortunately, the gas tank was not empty, otherwise, Yi Qing would have to pour cold water on Feng Xiaogang.

After the water boiled and cooled, another 20 minutes passed.

When Yi Qing came in with water, Feng Xiaogang's side had almost slowed down. When he saw Yi Qing, he immediately felt embarrassed and wanted to get up, but he just got up and fell heavily. He really drank too much , until now the melon seeds on the head still don't look like my own.

"Qingzi! I'm sorry to trouble you."

Yi Qing stepped forward, helped Feng Xiaogang get up, leaned against the head of the bed, and handed over the water. If he was really asked to feed him, he would really be unable to do it. If the two big men were so delicate, they would be too greasy.

After drinking a glass of water, Feng Xiaogang felt that he was finally alive again.

"It's alright!"

Feng Xiaogang nodded, rubbed his forehead, heaved a sigh of relief, and suddenly smiled: "It's been a long time since I drank so happily!"

As a member of the circle, Feng Xiaogang would run around in the wine tank all day long, but the dinner party is definitely indispensable, especially after they get together with Wang Shuo and Ye Jing, they drink big wine every three days, But drinking that wine, Feng Xiaogang really didn't feel happy.

Maybe Wang Shuo and the others didn't do it intentionally, but it's always necessary to use him as a raft. It seems that only in this way can they reflect the sense of superiority of their children in the big courtyard.

Yi Qing also knew what was going on with Feng Xiaogang's sudden, unreasonable exclamation: "Okay! Just know it yourself, don't be too hard on yourself, then what, if you're okay, I'll leave first. Can't ask for leave."

The leave request system of the Red Chamber crew is comparable to that of the army, that is, this weekend, otherwise, Yi Qing would have no way to figure it out.

Feng Xiaogang heard that Yi Qing was going to leave, but struggled to get up again.

"Lie down comfortably." Yi Qing hurried over and pressed Feng Xiaogang down.

Feng Xiaogang looked at Yi Qing, and suddenly said: "Qingzi! Let's be buddies from now on, shall we?"

Yi Qing smiled: "What do you say!"

Feng Xiaogang was stunned, and then laughed: "Forget it, of course forget it, the wine table has been smashed, so you can't count it as a buddy!"

"That's right, Xiaogang brother, since you are a buddy, I advise you, stay calm, isn't there a saying that gold will always shine, and the days are still long, what will happen in the future, who will say now Right!"

Feng Xiaogang smiled wryly when he heard the words: "Gold? What the hell am I considered gold? When I shine brightly, I don't know what happened in my life. But you, Qingzi, your future is limitless. You need to be famous as soon as possible. This is the first step." Step out, from now on, in this circle, it's up to you to make troubles, when the time comes, just don't forget my brother!"

If someone else said this, Yi Qing would definitely think that this person is worthless, but when Feng Xiaogang said it, he felt a burst of depression in his heart. Feng Xiaogang has been depressed for too long. He is talented, but no one is interested in him, and he wants to get a chance , but in the eyes of others, he is a clown.

In all fairness, if the same experience were placed on Yi Qing, he might not be much better than Feng Xiaogang.

"That's fine, since you've said all this, I'll also say something to you. I will support you whatever you want to do in the future. This promise will never expire!"

Feng Xiaogang was really stunned at this moment. When he came back to his senses, Yi Qing had already left. Looking at the tightly closed side, his expression suddenly became a little complicated. After a long while, there was another long sigh, accompanied by this There was a long sigh and two lines of tears slid down the thin cheeks.

This is a normal reaction of holding back for too long and rarely releasing emotions.

People who don't know him always think how awesome he can play with Wang Shuo, Ye Jing and others, but who can know the pain in his heart, those masters, who really regards him as a buddy?

For example, Wang Shuo often ridicules that Feng Xiaogang is a member of the Second Artillery. People who don’t understand really think that he is also a child of the big courtyard, but Feng Xiaogang still doesn’t know about his family. His father is from the second light bulb factory. It’s not clear. What a sarcasm.

And Ye Jing, this buddy is considered to be on the periphery of the entertainment industry, and later changed Wang Shuo's novel "Playing with Heartbeat", insisting on making a character Feng Pants in it, and found someone who looks like Feng Xiaogang in an ingenious way Acting, this can't be regarded as a reflection, and I told everyone clearly that I was going to make fun of Feng Xiaogang.

In the eyes of you ignorant people, he is a great director, but in the eyes of Lao Tzu, he is just a fart.

But just playing with this group of people who never take him seriously, Feng Xiaogang has been playing for several years. ah?

It's just that he is counting on someone to lead him into the industry.

Think about Wang Shuo, Ye Jing, these royal children, and look at Yi Qing, Feng Xiaogang pulled the quilt over his head, and the room was full of sobs.

Chapter 24 Gone with the Wind

Chapter 24 Gone with the Wind

"Everything is done?"

While Zhou Ling was talking, he got up and poured a glass of water for Yi Qing. He smelled the alcohol smell as soon as he entered the door.