Entertainment: I can refine my acting skills every day

Jiang Wen seemed to be caught in the memory: "At that moment, it was just like..."

"Just like this moment."

Feng Ke put out the cigarette and stomped on the ground.

Jiang Wen continued to mutter: "Looking back suddenly..."

Feng Ke interjected: "Liu Xiaoqing suddenly jumped out of the night and asked you, who do you think I am!??"

Jiang Wen's complexion changed, and he interrupted directly: "Get rolling!"

Chapter 87

After Feng Ke saw Jiang Wen's reaction, he immediately felt comfortable.

He has been holding his breath all this time!

Commercial implants are not required, nor are those who bring capital into the group.

Playing with someone like Jiang Wen is prone to cerebral hemorrhage.

Because he is a stickler, if Su Chen hadn't found an investor temporarily, he really didn't know how to solve the 2000 million yuan.

Jiang Wen's reputation is indeed great.

But he is also well-known in the circle for making movies and losing money.

Either the box office hit the street, or it was not allowed to be released.

And in this day and age, 2000 million is definitely not a small amount of money. Who wants to give Jiang Wen money to toss about it.

"Dare to do it or not?"

Feng Ke stared: "What's wrong, it's not like you."

Jiang Wen: "Can you do it? It's endless."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at the backs of Su Chen and Zhao Qingren, then turned his head and left!

……

The matter of investing in "Let the Bullets Fly" was settled, and Su Chen felt relieved.

"Thank you, Miss Qing."

Walking on the street at Jiaodaokou, Su Chen suddenly spoke.

"Thanks for what?"

When Zhao Qing turned her head, she looked straight into Su Chen's eyes in a graceful manner.

"Trust."

Su Chen spread her hands.

"What is this called? If you hadn't persuaded me to invest in "Crazy Racing", I wouldn't be able to get off to a good start and double my income as soon as I returned to China."

"Stop talking nonsense."

Zhao Qingren pulled Su Chen, and the two walked across the intersection.

Seeing the front is so lively.

"That's Nanluoguxiang, a street, and the Chinese Opera is in the Cotton Alley in front of it."

Su Chen said.

"Ow."

Zhao Qing seems to like this kind of place where alleys are strung together.

"Go in for a stroll?"

"Okay!"

The two walked in along the cotton alley.

There are quite a lot of people in the alley, most of them pass from the trail of Nanluogu Alley to Mianmian Hutong.

The two walked and chatted, and after half an hour, they found that there were fewer and fewer people around them.

That's when I realized something was wrong.

"Have we lost our way?"

The hutongs in Beiping are strung together, one goes in one way, one goes out the other way, the two of them are chatting and walking, and after an hour, they don’t know where they are.

"possible!"

Su Chen also realized this problem.

I walked too far, and when I encountered a fork, I turned directly without remembering the way.

This is fine.

"Why don't we call the police?"

Zhao Qingren felt a little scared, after all, there were dark alleys all around.

From time to time, there are a few old locust trees showing their teeth and claws in the shadows, and red lanterns are hung at the gates of some courtyards.

The two of them were still in a relatively commercial alley at the beginning, but when they came back to their senses, they came to this place.

"Call the police?"

Su Chen smiled and said, "Do you know how to tell the police? I'm in the alley, and I don't know exactly where. Come and find me."

Zhao Qing was at a loss for words.

"Let's go."

Seeing her a little scared, Su Chen simply reached out and took Zhao Qingren's hand.

Her hand was as if boneless, and it was slippery in her hand.

Zhao Qingren's heart skipped a beat, and he let Su Chen hold it. The two of them were separated by about one person's distance.

Now after holding hands, shoulder to shoulder.

Su Chen is about a head taller than Zhao Qingren, and this height ratio is just right for Zhao Qingren to slowly rest his head on his shoulder.

The surrounding environment is poor.

But now the atmosphere is very warm hearted.

After holding hands, the two of them stopped chatting and walking as before.

On the contrary, it was very quiet.

There were only the rustling of the leaves blown by the wind, and the footsteps of the two of them.

About 10 minutes later, the two of them heard the loud noise of music in the distance.

Only then did I realize that I was finally leaving the depths of the alley.

After walking out of the alley, Su Chen was stunned inwardly: "I never thought that after running away, Haihai came here!"

"Isn't this a bar street?"

Zhao Qingren narrowed her eyes, and her hair was pulled behind her ears by her cheeks: "In the dark, it is God's will, treat me to a drink!"

Su Chen smiled and said, "But drinking here won't make me poor."

Beside Houhai is full of beauties and handsome men, and the salesperson of the bar stands at the door from time to time and drags customers in.

Su Chen led her around.

Zhao Qingren stared: "Hey, why are you so familiar with this place? Tell me! Are you always sneaking out to drink behind my back!"

After she finished speaking, she deliberately showed a fierce expression, looking fierce.

"Um?!!"

"There are a lot of board game shops here."

Su Chen pointed around and said, "I used to play board games, and I always ran this way."

He pointed to a tavern in front of him and said, "Be quiet over there, go to that store?"

This side is near the end of the bar street. The business of the open bar is not as good as that in the front, but it is also quiet.

The two sat at the bar and drank for a while.

Zhao Qingren yelled that she wanted to sing a song, and she actually came to the front of the bar and sang an English song.

Su Chen didn't know what the name was.

However, Zhao Qingren speaks English very well, with a very pure sense of language, and sings very well.

"You sing a song too."

Su Chen waved her hand: "My singing is average."

"Oh, there is no one else, I want to hear you sing, just sing any song."

Zhao Qingren seemed very happy today, and Su Chen couldn't bear to spoil her.

"Well."

His major is an actor, because he has practiced his lines all the year round, and his voice is very good, but singing is really not Su Chen's strong point.

At best, it's not out of tune, but it's still far from a professional singer.

The owner of this bar is a fat man from the Northeast who looks like a butcher.

He has a beard all over his face, but it gives people a feeling of being easy to get along with.

"If you don't sing well, the price of the drink will be doubled!"

Su Chen sat on the high chair at the bar, he smiled: "That's over, I'll pay you three times first."

As he spoke, he reached out and tapped the microphone in front of him.

There was a burst of noise cancellation from the microphone, and Su Chen adjusted the position of the microphone.

He picked up the guitar next to him.

After sweeping a chord, I adjusted the tuning.

Zhao Qingren held a glass of mojito in his hand, leaned on his chin with one elbow, turned his head slightly, looked at Su Chen with both eyes, and waited quietly.

Su Chen picked up the guitar and recalled it a little.

Then I chose a song with relatively simple chords in my memory.

After a pause, the guitar played.

He looked at Zhao Qingren with a light smile and said slowly: "An excellent person like me should have lived a splendid life.

It should have been a glorious life.

Why, after more than 20 years, it is still floating in the sea of ​​people. "

Zhao Qing raised his eyebrows.

In the microphone, Su Chen's voice was very soft, but when she sang softly, it didn't feel like she was singing, but rather like chatting with her.

She couldn't help laughing out loud, gave her thumbs up, and sat on a chair under the stage to interact with Su Chen: "Praise yourself for being good? Shameless."

While wiping the ice machine with a rag, the bar owner looked at the two happily.

Su Chen smiled slightly.

He flicked his fingers on the strings, the cone light above his head hit him, and his back gradually disappeared into the darkness.

Su Chen's eyes were clear and clean.

"A smart person like me has long since said goodbye to simplicity."

"Why did you still use a relationship to replace your scars?"

"People like me who are confused, people like me who are looking for people like me, people like me who are doing nothing, how many people have you met?"

When Zhao Qingren first listened, she still wanted to interact with Su Chen. She had a smile on her face, and the smile gradually faded away as she listened.

He just stared blankly at Su Chen in a daze.