Drunken Master

In the West Coast National Park, the canyon is full of giant fir trees and red rocks, which is very spectacular.

Zhuang Xiao's upper body was bare, and the armor and trousers of his lower body were stained with blood.

He looked far into the distance, picked up his bow and set up an arrow, until the string of the full moon burst out from between his fingers, and shot the arrow towards the bloody sun in the sky.In the field of vision, the monsters and the armored horses roared in unison, the blood was boiling, and the brave oriental warrior jumped into the valley...

Cut!

The director said, yes, come up.

The heavy equipment pulled the safety rope device, and the assistants of the action team surrounded the edge of the cliff, dragging back the person who jumped to the predetermined position below the cliff, and then quickly put on a thick down jacket.Zhuang Xiao's face is painted with paint, loess and blood, his eyebrows are deep and thick, and his hairstyle is designed like a noble and cool version of terracotta warriors.It takes three hours for the stylist to do this fine braid for him, once a week, he cannot wash his hair casually, and he is not allowed to mess it up while sleeping.

The new film he participated in is an epic-style fantasy blockbuster. Half of the cooperating team is Hollywood, and the other half is a Chinese team from China. It is determined to create a popcorn blockbuster full of oriental fantasy and combined with American special effects.

Half of the shots were shot in national parks in California and Colorado, and the other half were shot back home.The investor has spent a lot of money, invited well-known domestic directors, and stars of different styles and genres to help out, old drama bones and fresh meat coexist, acting skills and traffic are both flying, trying to satisfy the tastes of audiences at all levels.

Zhuang Xiao's partner is his old acquaintance Jason Banner.Two burly men roamed the set, bare torso smeared with olive oil, dressed like a pair of medieval gladiators.With the background of fluttering hundreds of feet of red silk, uniform armored cavalry shouting slogans, and team gymnasts waving fluorescent sticks, they followed the director's instructions and made awesome movements and expressions, showing off their chest muscles and concave shapes crazily.

After filming like this for half a month, Zhuang Xiao didn't even remember how to write the word "acting skills".Staring at the lines and reciting the lines made him feel that his IQ was shrinking, as if he was performing a large and lively party, and a group of "backup dancers" would appear in every scene.

This is the film he promised Zhang Shaochi to take over, a magical blockbuster co-produced by Jiahuang and Hollywood.

Zhuang Xiao promised to act with zero pay.

It was publicized that his film salary reached 1000 million U.S. dollars, but in fact he didn't get paid at all.But Mr. Zhang kindly settled the 1000 million tax money for him, which is much better than those more black-hearted movie company owners.There are also people who have to pay the income tax of that figure after being given a high salary figure. It is impossible to tell.

Jason Banner stands on top of a cliff, ready to fly a stunt.

Zhuang Xiao stood up, smoking a cigarette, and helped this guy check the safety device on his back.

He patted the other person on the back: "It's done, let's go."

Jason turned his head and gave him a wink: "Thank you, buddy, for being so friendly?"

Zhuang Xiao nodded: "I'm used to it, I have to do something."

During the film break, he was wrapped in a cotton padded jacket and sat on the ground, looking at the gorgeous canyon piled up with strange rocks, smoking a cigarette quietly.Whenever I saw the rays of the sun piled up in the sky, and saw the bald eagle flying over the mountain, I turned my head and tapped on the carry-on backpack, reminding the stuffed guy in the backpack: "See it, doesn't it look good?"

"The canyon is very deep. If you were the one to jump in the scene just now, how would you jump?"

Zhuang Xiao asked as if talking to himself.

It is inevitable that I will still think of Mr. Pei, and I will inevitably secretly compare the crew partner with Pei Yan, and then find that no one is as pleasing to the eye and as happy as Pei Yan when acting opposite.It is also difficult for him to find a more attractive and better partner.Some tacit understanding is innate.

Yan Yanxiong can only come out of his backpack to let the wind go when the set is having dinner.Zhuang Xiao showed Xiao Xiong his boxed lunch: "Do you want to eat it? Don't you like it? Don't you like it?

"That's not bad, it's still a Chinese box lunch! There are fried noodles with shredded pork, let's be content..."

He was originally a person who could tolerate loneliness very well, and his tolerance for loneliness must be at an abnormal level, so he didn't find it particularly difficult.

Emotionally, he was used to being poor and barren, so he couldn't stand getting rich all of a sudden, he didn't know how to enjoy being rich... Zhuang Xiao took a puff of smoke facing the canyon.

The filming of this location is over, and the crew is preparing to move to another scenic spot. During this period, several leading actors are given two days off.

Jason Banner, the notorious bachelor and old rascal, the film crew was willing to take a vacation, so he insisted on dragging Zhuang Xiao to his villa in San Diego to spend the night.When Zhuang Xiao went to San Diego, he dumped Jason. He didn't "order food" with him for a midnight sex party. He went out to sea by himself by boat and visited the small island on the border.

The pier is very quiet, it is the off-season, and there are very few passers-by.In winter, the seaside is still a little cold, the wind is very strong, and the braids are shaking wildly in the wind, and I can't keep any cool hairstyle.

Originally, the boat sailed four times a day, but only once a day during the off-season. Zhuang Xiao waited for the boat at the pier for a long time.He kept running past the figure in tropical-style floral trousers and flip-flops, and ran for a long time...

The scenery of the island is still the same, that is, there are fewer tourists than when they came last time, and the beach is covered with endless white sand, which is quiet and beautiful.Zhuang Xiao ran a lap along the beach with a backpack on his back, sweating and panting, feeling very refreshed.

He threw the backpack on the beach, took the bear out, ran a few steps, and then threw it into the air.

The little bear was thrown very high and flew out in a high parabola. Zhuang Xiao took two steps to run up. When the bear fell down, he came up with a volleyball spike...

He just put on a pose and didn't buckle it out. He quickly caught the bear with his clear hands before landing.

I couldn't help but be happy, how could I be willing to slap Yanyan Xiong's palm into the sand.

With the little bear in his arms, he walked around the island and was in a good mood. He felt richer and more emotional than before.

In the past, he often went out for a run alone in the early morning. At that time, there was no bear to accompany him.

He has a bear to accompany him now, so what is he moaning about?

Returning from the beach, Zhuang Xiao walked to the settlement of the aborigines on the island.The hillside is still steep, and the dilapidated houses show colorful colors in the sun, which makes people feel in a trance, recalling the thrilling blood on the set.

He also found the path up the mountain... It seems that he didn't walk here last time?

Women painting door panels.Ripe and sun-dried red peppers and orange peppers hang in long strings under the eaves in autumn.

Zhuang Xiao saw the towering giant tree, the "Holy Land Sacred Tree" worshiped by the locals.

The leaves are slightly withered in winter, but the branches are covered with wooden carved round plaques for tourists to pray for blessings.Looking up, countless small wooden carvings collided and knocked in the wind, making a "booming" sound, which was quite spectacular.

Make a wish.

Zhuang Xiao also bought a round wooden sign, wrote a small note on it himself, rolled it up and stuffed it into the small hole of the wooden sign, and then sealed it with glue.This can't be opened, and the only way to open it is to dig wood.

Without the talent for phrasing and lyricism, he hastily wrote two very tacky sentences: [Baby, continue to be lively, happy and energetic!I will always miss you, 20 years from now. 】

According to the habit of the local people to write the family name in their wishes, he engraved the word "Zhuang" on the front of the wooden sign.The knife skills are poor, and the strokes are all crooked. Fortunately, this character has few strokes, and he would be completely blind if he wanted to carve "Xiao".

He pinched Yanyan Xiong's face and nose.

Little boy, if you become famous one day and dominate the film industry, you can also win prizes and beat your seniors, I will be happy for you, and I will break the precepts and drink a whole bottle of wine for you.

He looked up at the big tree, and told them that he didn't need help, I would climb up and hang it by myself.

The local man in charge of this tree is an uncle with curly hair and dark face, chewing tobacco leaves, and said, now that the windy season is coming, this tree is not allowed to be climbed, you can’t go up it!In the past, we were allowed to climb. I was afraid that our sacred tree would collapse after years of climbing. Now tourists are not allowed to climb.

It's fine if you don't climb it, Zhuang Xiao walked around the tree for a while, looking up, where is it hanging?The uncle held up an extra long pole and patiently followed him around in circles.

On a very high branch of a big tree, there is a wooden carved plaque hanging very conspicuously. It is hung higher than others, and it stands out from the crowd.When the small wind blows and shakes, it is especially loud.

Zhuang Xiao pointed casually: "That's the place, the tallest one, hang it next to it."

The uncle held up the pole to show that it was too high to hang up, why are you so good at picking places?

Zhuang Xiao asked: "How did you hang it up?"

The uncle said: "That man, I remember clearly, he climbed up to hang himself! The pole couldn't go up, so he went up by himself."

Zhuang Xiao: "Climbed by yourself?"

"I'm very impressed. I remember that guy with a bald head. He climbed a tree and slid like a monkey. We thought he would definitely not be able to go up..." The local uncle spoke bluntly in English, but his expression was clear Bai Bai, "He hung it up by himself."

"When did it happen, do you still remember?" Zhuang Xiao's face was calm, his eyes were already full of colors, reflecting the sky, the ground, and the white waves of the sea.

This wave came violently and quickly pushed to the edge of his eye sockets...

"Summer?" said the uncle. "It was last summer. I remember that guy."

The small wind suddenly turned into a strong wind, and it was such a mysterious wind that blew towards the sacred tree.This is a sacred tree that has stood for thousands of years, as if it has goodwill towards those who sincerely worship it, and tells the feelings of the past to those who come.

The wooden sign on the top of the tree, which had been hung for so long without falling off, was brought down by the gust of wind and landed just one foot near Zhuang Xiao's feet.

He bent down to pick up the wooden sign and held it in his hand. The moment he saw it, he was determined.

On the front of the wooden sign, the word "Pei" is engraved.

Knife skills are fucking bad.

Presumably because it is more than drawing, the silly monkey secretly made a draft with a pencil, and then used a knife, but in the end he still engraved his surname.The character is engraved like a "bag" and a "package".

Zhuang Xiao stared at the word and laughed for a long time.Pei Yingjun became "pretending to be handsome", isn't it you!

The uncle looked at him as if he was insane.Zhuang Xiao raised his eyes and explained to the uncle: "This is written by my friend... He came here last year, and I will come here this year to fulfill his wish."

He really wanted to know what Yanyan wrote in the note.

I really want to pry open this wooden sign and have a look.

He held the small object for a long time, pinched it in the palm of his hand, but finally didn't try to pry it.Simply tie the cords of the two brands together and make a dead knot.He instructed his uncle to help: "You can hang these two signs together, any branch will do."

Feeling uneasy, before leaving, he also asked: "If the wind blows off the ground in the future, you can hang the two signs back again. It doesn't matter where they are hung, as long as they are tied together."

In the village near Shenshu, there are several shops selling tourist souvenirs, which are closed in the off-season.There is only one small shop that does body embroidery, and half of the wooden doors are opened to absorb the salty sea water moisture.

An old woman wearing a red turban and her face covered with embroidery patterns sits at the door of the store. She looks very old and is said to be a local tattooed "sage".The old woman watched Zhuang Xiao come and stand still, so she got up silently and brought him in...

What do you want to write?Where is the text?

Zhuang Xiao had never had a tattoo before, and he had no habit of carving piercings or piercings on his body.He only has a few ring scars on his body, which is enough, and he doesn't want to leave anyone's mark.

The shop's vision was dim and tropical incense was burning. He thought for a while, took off his outer pants, and pointed to the position on his hip bone, where the mermaid line was further down: "Wen is here, Wen is a person's name."

……

Imperial Airport.

On the way, Pei Yan called a food delivery company and ordered a "monthly subscription package" for Uncle Zhuang, which was to deliver 30 days of food delivery to the old man.He then called himself to book a plane ticket. He didn't want to delay for a moment, didn't want to waste time and life here.

What happens when you leave, what happens?I don't know, don't care.

Coincidentally, at this time, Fei Cha's film agent called him and complained to him, what's the matter with your agent?The remuneration and treatment standards have risen so outrageously?

The remuneration is more than tens of millions of US dollars, and the overtime pay is tripled for night scenes. Five-star hotels, presidential suites with sea views, extended Lincoln car transfers, and at least two Michelin-star meals are required within three kilometers of the set. Going back to China for a three-day holiday to visit relatives... There are too many additional conditions in the contract, too harsh, so we can't cooperate!If you ask for such a high price, we can only give up on you and find another partner.

Pei Yan was puzzled, who made this condition that was obviously intended to offend others?

Johnny Wu would never do this before.

He immediately called Uncle Johnny and said, come here, I will wait for you in the VIP lounge of the airport, and I will give you 10 minutes. Come here now. If you don’t come in 10 minutes, I will fire you. You are not my godfather. Sweet Papa!

Johnny Wu came, appeared at the VIP coffee shop, sat down opposite Pei Yan, wiped his sweat with a handkerchief, and panted continuously.

The two looked at each other, knowing each other in their hearts.Johnny Wu asked softly: "Honey, do you really want to go? Are you still going to find Mr. Zhuang?"

Pei Yan covered his head and face and asked, "Who told you to raise such a mess of conditions with the American production company? What's wrong? Mr. Zhang taught you to do this, right?!"

"Cough——" Johnny Wu adjusted his glasses with his index finger, "The boss is also worried about you...he doesn't want to let you go, he doesn't want you to go to the United States to accept this movie."

"You don't want me to have a chance to meet Zhuang Xiao, do you?" Pei Yan stared at him.

"Actually, I also don't want you to leave, I'm afraid you won't come back if you really leave." Johnny Wu was slightly sad.

"Yes, I'll leave on the next flight." Pei Yan said.

"The boss doesn't mean anything malicious, and he won't harm you. He wants you to be popular for a few more years, and it's for your own good... I really love you too, and everyone is doing it for your own good, baby!" Qiang Ni Wu said.

for my good?

I've been having a really, really good time lately.

"I definitely want to see Zhuang Xiao, I don't want to give up on this person." Pei Yan said, "As for whether I can come back in a few days, it depends on Mr. Zhang's intentions, and see if he can let me go... he You can hide me in the snow, you can block me, and you can go to court to sue me for breaking the contract. Whatever he does, I'm leaving."

He spoke crisply.He thought it all over.

The old godfather poured down a large cup of unsweetened coffee like drinking water, grinning bitterly, trying to shed a few sad parting tears, but he couldn't squeeze out the water.The man suddenly took out his mobile phone and hooked his hands: "Honey, I'll show you a picture."

Liang Youhui sent it to Bao Xiaopang after the sneak shot.

Bao Xiaopang then sent the debt to Johnny Wu.Not a word was said, nothing to say.

In the end, it was sent from the old godfather's mobile phone to Pei Yan's mobile phone.

The man in the photo appeared from his back, standing in the middle of the aisle of the shop, holding a "Hazelnut Mocha" in his left hand, staring at the screen quietly.There seems to be a spot of light on the screen, a big light bulb, making a jump in the air. I can't see the face clearly, but the shape of the marinated egg is enough to see.

It was snowing heavily outside the window of the shop, and time seemed to stand still for them at that moment.

Standing still in the movement of Pei Yan splitting her legs and flying into the air...

Still in Zhuang Xiao's eyes...

Reposting again, Pei Yan directly sent the photo back to the owner of the photo.

He added another photo of him in the clubhouse that night, wrapped in a down jacket and lying on his back on the sofa, dressed like a hibernating bear, his eyes were filled with the smell of alcohol and water, and the eye sockets were obviously swollen and red.

That's you, this is me, don't we look good?

He then sent a voice message to the other party: "Zhuang Xiao, tell me yourself right now that you don't miss me at all, don't miss me at all, don't love me at all, and we have no feelings for each other. Don’t type it, tell me yourself, tell me, I’ll listen. Say it now, if you don’t say it in half an hour, I’ll buy a plane ticket and come over, just wait for me to come and slap you!”

He had already bought his ticket, and half an hour later, he started to board the plane.

Mr. Zhang came out of the conference room. At this time, he wanted to find a relationship to stop the person from the airport and prevent the little monkey from getting on the plane, but it was a step too late.

Pei Yan thought that Zhang Shaochi might want to intercept him.To avoid long nights and dreams, he doesn’t choose where to go, and he just buys the nearest flight to the United States.There were so many people going to Los Angeles and there were no seats available, so he bought a direct flight to Chicago.

He clutched his phone, staring at the screen, his palms sweating.

The plane closed the hatch and was about to take off. The stewardess came over and said, sir, you need to turn off your phone.

Pei Yan had no choice but to turn off the phone, unable to wait for Zhuang Xiao's reply.

The tone of his voice is too horizontal, too domineering, right?In fact, I have no idea at all, and I can't predict how Zhuang Xiao will react.Zhuang Xiao's personality is very cold and hard to warm up. He may be annoying to pester him endlessly, and will not reply him with a single word at all.

After falling asleep on the plane overnight, Pei Yan was wrapped under a blanket and slept with an eye mask on.

There are many things in his head running amok, two arcs of light are fighting each other, and there is always a voice screaming in his ears... He opened his eyes and had a meal on the way. The meal on this flight was so bad that he could only make two boxes of instant noodles Fill the stomach, and then continue to sleep under the blanket.

Chicago is cold and windy.

As soon as he got off the plane, he knew that he had less clothes. It was extremely cold, and the wind cut his face like a knife.He hurriedly buttoned the hood of his down jacket, tucked his hands into his sleeves, and his nose quickly turned red from the cold.

The airport hall is full of people, and there are strange shaking figures in the eyes, black, white, yellow, a group of zombies passing by... This is a completely strange place, I have never been to this airport, and no one picks me up. Machine, don't know where to go.

I'm not very good at geography, but based on common sense, Chicago seems to be quite far from Los Angeles. There is an oak width on the map, which is roughly equivalent to... from Urumqi to Beijing, right?

He found a place with an outlet by the wall and connected his phone to charge it.

People in twos and threes beside him squatted in this corner just like him, charging their phones.Pei Yan sat cross-legged on the floor and opened WeChat.

A lonely voice message lying in the dialog box.

Just a voice, nothing else, no picture, no text, no call.

Pei Yan knew it was over.

My first reaction was to delete this.

If you delete it, it can be regarded as not received, it does not exist, I don’t listen to it, I don’t listen to it, I don’t listen to it, I don’t listen to it, it’s so fucking heartbreaking...

Holding the phone screen in his hands, he sat with his back against the wall for 5 minutes.His brain was blank, and the wind blew his brain completely empty.

For a short-tempered Aries, this terrible 5 minutes is already a struggle to break through his psychological and physical dual limits.Very, very uncomfortable.

Should I delete it directly, or listen to it once to make myself completely give up?

He turned on the voice and put it in his ear.The environment in the airport hall was very noisy and he couldn't hear clearly, so he listened hard for a second time.

"Yanyan, I'm sorry." Zhuang Xiao's voice was hoarse, and he didn't sleep well all night.

It's over, and I'm personally sentenced to death.

His eye sockets were moist, his expression was dull, and he almost saw through the world of mortals.It just so happens that you don't need to shave your hair. You are bald, so you can become a monk by wearing a sack and taking the Dharma name Laozi.

Zhuang Xiao seemed to be calling him so intimately for the first time?

Immediately afterwards, Zhuang Xiao said: "Yanyan, I love you, I miss you very much, I'm sorry...I'm sorry for you, Yanyan..."