Exploring the Entertainment Circle [Ancient and Modern]

This Saturday, Water Sky Film and Television City is very lively.

The entrance of the film and television city was full of vehicles, three or four white super buses, and dozens of small cars of different shapes.

The staff are all dressed in formal attire, and the welcome lady also wears a ribbon and stands with a smile. There is also a long carpet for greeting at the door, and plastic flower baskets are spread along the road.

Today is the first day of the opening of Shuitian Film and Television City. Since the morning, there have been three waves of people coming one after another.The gate is well-decorated.

The first wave of people were reporters from various entertainment media who were planning to interview after watching the first version of the promotional video of "Queen of Guining", but were held back for a long time because the crew closed the filming.At nine o'clock in the morning, they came to the film and television city with many photographers' belongings, most of them came by their own cars or their work units.

The second wave is fans.In the fan support club of the main actors, each person released dozens of places to visit the cast.There are about 180 fans of the six main actors in total.Among them, there were [-] visiting fans of Tao Qingfeng. Most of them chartered a bus to come here, and there were also a few Yujie and their younger sisters who drove by themselves.The visiting time of each fan group is slightly different, from [-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] pm, there will be a meeting with their idols in the middle.

The third wave of people is the members of the "Queen of Guining" Provincial Department Advisory Group who came to investigate and investigate. They are also the only wave of visitors who can stay when the venue is cleared in the afternoon and plan to stay here for two days.Their average age is over 50 years old, and they arrived at the film and television city at twelve o'clock in the morning on a bus specially assigned by the provincial party committee.

In view of these activities, there was not a single announcement today.Everyone who should be interviewed should accept interviews, those who should receive fan gifts should interact with fans, and those who should entertain scholars should report on their work...

Tao Qingfeng's itinerary today is to interact with visiting fans at ten o'clock in the morning; at two o'clock in the afternoon, listen to Xiong Zian's report to the advisory group in the large conference room.Attend the welcome banquet for dinner and accept interviews from the media present.

Today is not filming, so naturally there is no makeup artist on call.Tao Qingfeng needs to take care of his image.He actually doesn't know how to wax his hair, nor does he know how to apply barrier cream.Fortunately, his daily schedule is too regular, even if he shows up without makeup, his complexion is very good.As for the short hair, it is naturally scattered and looks good enough.Tao Qingfeng, who used to take care of her long hair before, felt that it was so relaxing.

Tao Qing, the original owner of the body, used to like to follow the fashion, and the styles changed a lot, and there were all kinds of clothes in the closet.Although the original owner of the body didn't have much money, the clothes were relatively cheap.But Tao Qingfeng is a clothes hanger in itself, and it doesn't look too cheap when worn on his body.

It's late autumn now, what Tao Qingfeng is more willing to inherit from the original owner's wardrobe is the traditional and conservative dress of a turtleneck sweater and a long trench coat.

The company sent a set of high-end clothing for the artist's outbound dinner. I have to say that since Lisa took over, the benefits in this area have been implemented much better.But Tao Qingfeng was going to wear that suit again at night.There will be media interviews at the dinner party, so it needs to be more glamorous.As for meeting fans in the morning.In fact, you don't need to wear expensive clothes, it's better to dress more friendly.This is what Su Xun told him.

The fan meeting here was originally just a meeting and autograph, but Tao Qingfeng knew that these fans came all the way and brought a lot of things, so he asked Su Xun if he could have dinner with them.After all, fans cannot enter the cafeteria of Shuitian Hotel. This film and television city is located in a remote suburb, and the nearest service area takes an hour.If fans come to visit and can't eat here, they have to go back hungry.

Tao Qingfeng couldn't bear it, so he discussed with Su Xun and added a visit to the class to have lunch together.At first, Su Xun was a little bit resistant and refused to agree, feeling that it didn't comply with the regulations, and he was worried that something would happen, but Tao Qingfeng persuaded him and asked him to contact some security personnel, so it shouldn't be a big problem to maintain order by the side.Su Xun reluctantly agreed.

This is the first time that Tao Qingfeng has seen live ceramics. Unlike the cute and lively paintings on the Internet, when they meet in person, they are excited but shy. Although their faces are flushed, they don't dare to speak.The average age is between 22 and [-] years old. In fact, the main force is primary and junior high school students, but their parents are not allowed to come.So, apart from a few high school students who lived nearby, the rest were mainly college students and a few working parties.

The fan representative is a young working party about 24 years old. He presented Tao Qingfeng with an elaborate fan message board. It is very delicate and beautiful, and it should be regarded as the most thoughtful gift.Then there are all kinds of personal gifts: all packed in large and small gift boxes.

Tao Qingfeng was going to treat them to dinner.Was preached by Su Xun: "Fans visiting the class can have meals with their idols. It is customary for them to treat them to dinner. What if they are so happy that they jump off the building?"

But Tao Qingfeng didn't take it seriously, and still insisted on inviting him himself. He didn't have any clear-cut boundaries between idols and fans in modern society, or some tacit reasons for spending money in his mind.Although under the organization of Yujie, the little ceramics have implemented this aspect quite well-bring gifts to everyone in the crew, and also brought a lot of fruits and drinks by themselves.

Tao Qingfeng looked at these little girls, who looked dusty and dusty, carrying heavy objects. He didn't feel like idols at all. He just felt very sorry and wanted to treat them to a meal.In the end, he told the hotel cafeteria, ordered two tables of food, and brought the fans there.

The boxes are already full, and today there are many groups of media reporters eating here.Tao Qingfeng found a round table by the window and invited them to sit down.The ceramics are still immersed in the happiness of being smashed by the lottery. Many people are dizzy and their words cannot express their meaning, but it can be seen that they are indeed very happy.The eyes that looked at Tao Qingfeng were all shining like stars, and they couldn't take their eyes off him at all.

Interestingly, among the group of visiting fans, there was only one boy, about eighteen or nineteen years old, tall and big, standing among the little girls, he looked particularly outstanding.

Because Tao Qingfeng was used to imagining ceramics as girls with rabbit heads shouting "Qingqing's wife" on his Weibo, he was stunned for a moment before realizing that there were actually men among his fans.

At first, the male fan seemed more shy, even Tao Qingfeng said to him with a smile: "How does it feel to be in the Women's Army?"

It wasn't until sitting at the eating place that the distraught male fan seemed to slow down, blushing and holding up the autograph book he had prepared, he stammered, "Qing...Tao, Teacher Tao, I would like to invite you to sign, sign."

When he made such a proposal, all the little ceramics stood up again with a whoosh, scrambling to sign.Tao Qingfeng quickly appeased them: "The autograph session is at the end, there is everything, don't panic, the dishes are about to be served, please sit down first."

The other fans had no choice but to sit back, but the male fan had deliberately walked around half of the wine table and came to Tao Qingfeng's side, and was at a loss again after hearing the words.His feet seemed to be nailed in the mud and he couldn't move. He didn't dare to get any closer, but he persistently wanted to extend the shortest distance by one second.

Tao Qingfeng looked at the boy's stiff hands and feet, as if he was about to cry. For some reason, at that moment, he thought of Tao Qing, the original owner of the body, and the boy Xiaobai he met in the bar, and felt similar pity in his heart. .So Tao Qingfeng stretched out his hand, and patted the boy's shoulder comfortingly, trying to make him relax.

Unexpectedly, this moment seemed to touch a certain switch, and the boy was so relaxed that he let go—he cried out with a "wow" in an instant, and then threw himself into the arms of Tao Qingfeng who was close at hand without warning, crying Loudly, sobbing and hiccupping.

Seeing this, the expressions of Su Xun and the nearby security personnel changed.The other little ceramics around the dining table also exclaimed - a little envious and jealous, a little bit condemned and annoyed - and rushed over to stop the boy from being pulled away.Tao Qingfeng stopped them with gestures, and did not push away the boy who was crying like water in his arms, and patted him on the back again and again, saying, "It's okay, don't be afraid. It's okay. "

It lasted for about 2 minutes before the boy seemed to recover, and his body finally stopped trembling like before.Tao Qingfeng felt that he didn't want to leave his body on purpose, so he gently but firmly pushed his shoulder away, and met a pair of fanatic eyes typical of fans, but they were teary and guilt-ridden.

"?" Tao Qingfeng said, with a very ordinary tone, without any sense of accountability.

"I'm 19 years old, I'm repeating my studies, very, very sad." The boy was still reluctant to part, but he knew it was over, so he took a few steps away, "I'm sorry, thank you, thank you Qing... Teacher Tao."

Tao Qingfeng nodded: "Everyone has a bad mood. Remember to go back to study early today."

Tao Qingfeng's grand and gentle move was recorded by the fans present. Although they couldn't help but blame the boy, they were all very moved. They all said that they were warmed up. Why is the idol so good? I didn't know that he had such a side, which added new solid points to them.

After Tao Qingfeng was seated, their previous shy atmosphere had gradually melted away, and they began to communicate with each other, talking about the reason why they liked Tao Qing in the past.

Tao Qingfeng looked at these fans. Although most of them started from liking Tao Qing's face in the past, and then liked the beautified Tao Qing's "sincere" persona on Weibo, this kind of liking has continued. up to now.Tao Qingfeng felt: Even if these "likes" are still some distance from the real Tao Qing, even if the former Tao Qing had such and other shortcomings, he himself was very unhappy, but these are scattered like little sunflowers. I like it, at least let his spirit in the sky have a little warmth.

However, just as Tao Qingfeng was about to take his seat, he looked out from the window and saw a new group of people.It is a member of the advisory group. There are about 60 people in the group. Under the eager leadership of the person in charge of film and television, they entered the hotel gate one after another.Because the way to enter the door is just by the window of the restaurant.Tao Qingfeng was also able to see it.Among them is the tall, thin, handsome and straight man, if not Yan Tan, who is it?He is particularly conspicuous among this group of veteran experts with an average age of five or sixty.

However, the windows of the restaurant are made of one-way brown glass, and the inside cannot be seen from the outside, so although Yan Tan was also looking around, he didn't see Tao Qingfeng just across the wall, looking at him blankly.

The moment Tao Qingfeng saw Yan Tan, his mind exploded——Yan Dan was different from usual today, he didn't wear those thin-rimmed gold-rimmed glasses, probably because he had to attend a banquet in the afternoon, Replaced contact lenses.When Yan Dan was wearing glasses, Tao Qingfeng still felt that his outline was already very similar to Yan Dansheng; only then did he see that he was not wearing glasses - his eyebrows were graceful, vivid, exactly the same age as Yan Dansheng Slightly longer appearance.

The wine glass in Tao Qingfeng's hand was tipped over by his own fingers, and the water soaked the tablecloth unconsciously.However, Tao Qingfeng remained in a daze.

How many years ago the mountains and rivers, how many years later the flowers turned yellow.Who still remembers what he looked like back then? 17 years old, young and thin in spring clothes, leaning on the slope of the Ma Yanliu bridge*.At that moment, I came alive and woke up from my memory.

Tao Qingqing couldn't help thinking of the first real meeting with Yan Dansheng.

When Tao Qingfeng first came to the capital, he drove a green ox cart.Qingniu is a good fellow, the fields are plowed well, and the plow can go straight.Qingniu was pulling a two-wheeled wooden cart.The wooden cart was divided into two sides: Tao Qingfeng's mother was sitting on one end, and the other half was full of books.

With this docile and strong green cow, he could find a farm in the suburbs of Beijing and rent it out. Tao Qingfeng plowed and read books during the day, and copied and posted books at night, waiting for the spring in ten months.

Tao Mengshi is blind, and she can make very round buns by kneading the dough shape with both hands, and of course the taste is excellent.

If Chun Wei goes well, Tao Qingfeng will bring his mother to live in the capital so that he can take part in the palace examination.In that case, the green cattle that cannot enter the city may have to be sold.Tao Qingfeng was quite reluctant to part with it. The sun has rested for the past few days, and every evening at dusk, he would take it to the riverside in the suburbs of Beijing to fetch water.

Tao Qingfeng would take the copybooks he wrote and place them by the river beach in the outskirts of Beijing, which was the Shouyinyuan where the gentry loved to go outing.Tao Qingfeng chose a place by the wind and rain bridge, where he could hide in the bridge hole when it rained.

The early spring season is a good time for spring.When luck is good, those girls and witches who are very happy to travel will leave the lanterns in place and go into the grass in pairs.

Tao Qingfeng was able to pick up the lamps they had thrown away, saving himself the cost of lamps and candles, and silently reviewed the Four Books and Thirteen Classics under the dim light.

Tao Qingfeng once picked up a lamp with a story on it, called a revolving lantern, and it wouldn't turn on its own after being thrown away.He slowly turned the revolving lantern with one hand, and turned the pages of the book quietly with the other. Occasionally, he turned his head to see which scene the story on the lamp turned to, and his heart felt peaceful and satisfied.

One day, opposite Tao Qingfeng, there were small vendors who performed tricks such as "throwing pots" and "shooting", which attracted many Wuling youths who went out for a short time.

There were about a dozen children in that group, ranging in age from fifteen to twenty. Some of them were dressed plainly, while others wore luxurious silk. I don't know if they were acquaintances in school, or acquaintances in the clan, or both. And there are.

Their core revolves around three or four tall teenagers. They always start and throw the pot first, and the others follow with booing and applauding.

One of the youngsters, Tao Qingfeng noticed him, because that youngster lazily leaned against the head of the bridge after a few shots. The position was higher than the flat ground, so it was more conspicuous.After a few more rounds of throwing, the boy stood on the bridge, and actually found out the last arrow that he deliberately snapped in his hand just now. With a clear smile, he threw it into the pot from the bridge In it, like a small sword falling from the sky, the laughter and cursing of the teenagers came from below immediately.

Tao Qingfeng smiled subconsciously, but he wasn't making a fuss, but seeing that young man with his clothes fluttering, wearing no shirt and shoes, smiling relaxedly, he couldn't help being infected.

Across the half-bent bridge hole, Tao Qingfeng's voice couldn't actually pass through, but the young man seemed to sense something, and lowered his head to look at the other side under the bridge hole. .

The boy blinked, supported the bridge railing with one hand, and turned down lightly.The silk brocade clothing was splashed with some muddy water, but he stepped on his boots carelessly to the edge of the silt.

The corners of Tao Qingfeng's copybooks were flattened with some small stones picked up everywhere. The vibration caused by the boy's jump made a few small stones roll to the side, and the corners of Tao Qingfeng's copybooks turned up. The wind picked up.

The boy hurriedly grabbed the copybook that seemed to be flying away, and there were still some purple reed stamens on the edge of the water.His eyes lit up when he unfolded it, and then stared at Tao Qingfeng who was pressing the small stone corner by corner again, and blurted out: "Your calligraphy is so beautiful."

Tao Qingfeng raised his head, smiled, and said, "Then do you want to buy it?"

The young man seemed to be taken aback, and then glanced at the dozens of posters he had spread on the ground. His eyes flicked back and forth, and he said for a while, "I bought them all."

Tao Qingfeng did not expect to meet such a generous customer, he felt very relieved, and moved the copybook carefully out from under the stone with neat hands.

Ten sheets were spread out evenly, Tao Qingfeng rolled up nine sheets for him, and the remaining sheet said: "There are two words in this sheet, I'm sorry to sell it, so forget it."

The young man looked at Tao Qingfeng's unwrapped post with keen eyes, and pointed to the two words in the middle: "The strokes are broken... Is it not soaked enough ink?" The young man paused and said: "It's a pity, if these words Write it in Chengxintang's ink, and I can send it to Shi Bo after I have it mounted."

Tao Qingfeng shook his head and smiled wryly: "Young master, you are joking, how can I afford Wu Jinmo from Chengxintang. "

Tao Qingfeng used the cheapest pine smoke ink, this kind of ink has light traces and requires a lot of effort to write full, also known as white ink.

"It's already very good-looking." The boy seemed to take the next strange expression as a kind of flattery, "It's almost as good-looking as mine. But you wrote it in white ink. Wu Mo, maybe you are more attractive." The boy looked Tao Qingfeng up and down, and repeated the last sentence, but it seemed to have a different meaning, "You are very good-looking."

Tao Qingfeng thought the other party was saying that his handwriting was beautiful, so he didn't care.When he took the money handed over by the other party, he was stunned.

Nine copybooks are worth nine silver coins.As a result, the boy gave nine taels of silver.Tao Qingfeng thought he heard it wrong, the young master was used to being extravagant, and couldn't tell the difference between a penny and a tael of silver.Tao Qingfeng pushed eight taels of silver out, and counted out a sling of copper coins from the oiled paper bag.

But the boy confiscated it.

"You take it, I will spend nine taels of silver to buy your copybook." He said in a gesture that could not be refused.

Tao Qingfeng shook his head: "It's very clear, I won't take anything else, my lord kindly accepts it, but the sage has the training, don't eat cheap food. My copybook is only worth one penny, so I can only charge one penny. If there is more, It’s just to eat.”

The boy immediately retorted: "Your copybook is worth a penny. Who ordered it? Is it you? Everyone can order it. I can too."

Tao Qingfeng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Buying and selling pays attention to parity, which is the price these days. If you sell at a high price tonight, you will sell at a low price tomorrow to attract customers. People tell the truth, word of mouth. If things go on like this, there will be no word of trust. Yan. Please don’t embarrass me, my lord.”

The young man rolled his eyes and laughed: "Do you insist on reasoning like this? Then I have no choice but to talk about it. Even calligraphy and paintings from the same master have different prices. There are differences between high and low. A large part of it depends on the Fang family who appraised it. The more rare calligraphy and paintings are appraised by experts, the price will rise. Your calligraphy used to be the same price, but today I met me, and my eyes have seen it. It’s expensive, it’s normal, don’t you think that’s the reason.”

Tao Qingfeng deeply felt that this young man really had a kind of tone in which he said all the boastful words without any blush, which seemed to be taken for granted.He stood there like a lonely and handsome young man.Tao Qingfeng couldn't help but be amused by his "I'm not an ordinary person" self-conceit in his words, but he was not annoying.

Tao Qingfeng judged the situation and knew that this was not the time to show off his scholarly spirit. Since this young man had exhausted his words and spoke clearly and logically, Tao Qingfeng couldn't be bothered to show his kindness. He said with a smile, "Then thank you for your respect." Accepted the nine taels of silver.

After Tao Qingfeng wrapped the boy up, he could go home and write.Today was much earlier than the expected completion time, and he was relieved.The young man had been watching him pack his clothes intently, and waited until Tao Qingfeng was about to leave, and finally couldn't help but said: "You... you don't even ask me who I am, how can you tell others who has learned your handwriting in the future?"

It's not that Tao Qingfeng has never guessed that this young man is either rich or noble, but he feels that the class of this young man is an existence that he should not touch at will, so Tao Qingfeng just bowed politely: "I just think, It doesn’t matter why we met. If there is a chance, we will meet again in the future.”

The young man was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up again, and said: "That's right, people with similar qualities will always go on the same journey. I have a hunch that I will definitely see you again. Maybe we are... fellow travelers."

Tao Qingfeng's heart moved, Xue Hai Luman, the only one who has been moving forward is himself and his own heart.

Is there really a fellow traveler who can make "my way is not alone"?

The reality of this will be verified in the future.

That was the first time Tao Qingfeng and Yan Dansheng met. They didn't know each other's names, and they didn't communicate much.When they parted, most of one's body was blocked behind the lion pier at the head of the bridge, and half of the other's face was also in the shadow that the revolving lantern could not illuminate.At that time, they didn't have the same honor of being born in the same rank. Although their backgrounds were very different, they were all teenagers who were worrying about the future.

Both of them remember that first meeting, the Shouyin Plain at sunset and the gurgling Yudai River.In the future, they will also remember the majestic Lingxing Gate and the majestic Supervisor of Ceremonies, and walk that road together.