Improv [Rebirth]

Chen Yan accidentally mentioned Zhou Hang in a chat with Hong Zizhen.

He turned a few turns, and finally asked the point: "I had dinner with Di Hui last time, and Zhou Hang was there too. They seem to have a good relationship?"

Hong Zizhen let out an "ah" and said, "I'm not sure, but it's normal for them to cooperate."

"That's right. They seem to be talking about a new movie. They are talking about the book value, investment income and so on."

"Maybe Zhou Hang also wants to invest." Hong Zizhen said this, but his tone was not sure, and he had already begun to speculate on the relationship between Zhou Hang and Di Hui.

This has already achieved the goal. As Hong Zizhen, she will definitely tell Hong Youwei the news. As long as Hong Youwei is more careful, he can trick Zhou Hang at the critical moment.

This is what Ni Zhengqing reminded him last time. The crown prince of Hongda, Di's deadly rival, is cooperating with him. Such a good opportunity is not in vain.

But this crime is not enough, not enough... Chen Yan thought to himself, before Hong Zizhen felt strange, he quickly changed the subject and talked about movies.

"By the way, Qi Andong seems to be interested in accepting "Youth in a High Building". I plan to treat him to dinner next week. Do you have time on Friday?"

Chen Yan paused for a few seconds and said, "I have something to do on Friday."

"That Saturday?"

"I made an appointment with Tian Zong and the others to go out together."

"Chen Yan," Hong Zizhen said with a smile, "are you avoiding him?"

He didn't speak, and Hong Zizhen said again: "Actually, it's not a big deal, as long as you don't worry about it yourself. If you don't come to invite him to dinner, it doesn't make sense, does it?"

He paused for a while, then added: "If you really have an appointment with Han Tian, ​​we can change the time. Anyway, we haven't told Qi Andong yet. If it's not possible, let Zhengqing talk to your junior brother and change the time."

Chen Yan suspected that these people were heartless. Hong Zizhen knew that Ni Zhengqing and Han Tianzong had just had a quarrel, and knew that Han Tianzong liked his people, so he could still say such things; It's not the same, Hong Zizhen doesn't care, Qi Andong is narrow-minded.

He didn't want to cause trouble for Ni Zhengqing. After Hong Zizhen said so, he would definitely not give him a chance to avoid this meal. He sighed and said, "It's still Friday. I'll change the time."

Waiting until next weekend in fear, Chen Yan felt a little relieved when he opened the door tremblingly, only to find that there were only Hong Zizhen, Ni Zhengqing, Qi Andong and a producer in the private room.

These people basically know their relationship. Although it is painful to uncover old wounds, it is better than adding new wounds.

Qi Andong didn't restrain himself at the dinner table, he was as comfortable as at home. He pointed to the shrimp on the table and said he wanted to eat it.Chen Yan put his chopsticks to help him peel, the transparent shrimp shell fell on his plate, and the crystal clear shrimp meat was placed in Qi Andong's bowl.

Only the producer on the opposite side was surprised. He looked at Chen Yan, then at Qi Andong, and Hong Zizhen and Ni Zhengqing didn't respond, so he obediently didn't ask.

Hong Zizhen and Qi Andong chatted enthusiastically about Chen Yan's script at the dinner table, talking about the lines written by Chen Yan by himself, and the characters he personally created bit by bit.Chen Yan himself seemed to be on the outside, not saying a word, only answering a few words when asked, not like a screenwriter, but like an assistant who made a special trip to serve Qi Andong for dinner.

Hong Zizhen reckoned that the conversation was almost over, and asked Qi Andong if he was interested.Qi Andong knocked on the table, without saying a word, he thoughtfully picked up the shrimp in the bowl.

Chen Yan buried his head and gnawed on the bean sprouts, when Hong Zizhen suddenly called him, "Chen Yan."

He raised his head and looked at Hong Zizhen blankly.

"Come on, let's respect Brother Dong together."

He stood up unsteadily, and followed Hong Zizhen to raise his glass expressionlessly.Hong Zizhen uttered some old-fashioned words, Qi Andong thanked him, held a cup, and stood there waiting for Chen Yan to come to respect him.

Hong Zizhen coughed twice, and Chen Yan finally moved.

Qi Andong wanted him to toast, so he just toasted, he had done all sorts of embarrassing things, so what was a toast?

He pushed the wine glass forward: "This glass, I wish Brother Dong, build a tall building, welcome guests, be rich and prosperous, have both fame and fortune."

He raised his head and drank it, and poured it for himself again: "This cup, I wish you a smooth face, and the Jincheng Tangchi will never be flawed."

Hong Zizhen frowned.

"The third cup." Chen Yan looked at him suddenly, the surface of the wine in the cup was rippling, and there was no peace, "Brother Xie Dong...for your kindness."

Qi Andong stared at him, curled the corners of his mouth, with a graceful manner, the cup knocked against his cup rim, and made a soft sound: "I also wish you benevolence and benevolence, and you will succeed in success."

He drank the wine, showing the bottom of a glass.

Chen Yan drank the last glass of wine with him, no more, no less, a full glass.This is a rare time for them to be equal. After drinking this glass of wine and sitting down separately, they are two different people again.

After eating and drinking enough, Qi Andong began to instruct Chen Yan to pour tea for him, instead of the one on the table next to him, he wanted him to take the tea and make another pot.The waiter waiting at the side came to help, Qi Andong moved his hand away from her.

Chen Yan looked at the tea leaves handed in front of him, and raised his head to look at Qi Andong. The other party did not waver, and his eyes were fixed on him.

He put down his chopsticks, stood up with the tea leaves and walked out, walking against the current in the corridor.

Oncoming were many young men in uniform with trays in their hands. They put the dishes on the table, and the young waitresses in the room took them and put them on the table one by one.

Chen Yan mingled with them, and when he was halfway there, his mind suddenly buzzed, and the world in front of him suddenly split, and double images appeared.

This momentary hallucination made him unable to find the right place for his raised foot, and he became unsteady and tilted.The waiter next to him helped him and asked him if he was unwell. He shook his head and said he just didn't have a good rest.

When Chen Yan went out, Qi Andong lost his patience. He took a sip of the tea that he had just refused to touch, and politely rejected Hong Zizhen.

Hong Zizhen stared at her with an angry expression, then quickly restrained herself, and nodded calmly, regretfully: "There is no other way, I hope to have the opportunity to cooperate with Brother Dong in the future."

"Definitely," Qi Andong pretended to apologize, "I hope I didn't cause trouble to you."

There was a moment of silence in the room.Although Hong Zizhen didn't lose his temper, he still felt uncomfortable. Qi Andong wouldn't try to appease him. Ni Zhengqing had nothing to do with him. Only the producer tried to find something to talk about.

After a while, Hong Zizhen suddenly said: "Actually, it doesn't matter, our screenwriter also thinks your image is not suitable."

The producer was taken aback, and winked at Hong Zizhen, hoping that he would shut up quickly.

Hong Zizhen ignored him and said, "That's why he didn't want to come here today."

The producer turned his head to look at Qi Andong, and saw that he was calm, so he was relieved, and joked: "Everyone has a different understanding of the role. After all, Chen Yan is still young and inexperienced. Nowadays, children like to grow up." What kind of taste does a pretty young handsome boy have?"

He himself laughed twice, but no one answered, Hong Zizhen smiled cryptically.The producer didn't know what he said wrongly, which led to the silence again, so he simply kept silent.

When Chen Yan came back, they were already ready to leave, and he didn't put it down with the pot of tea, and he didn't take it away, standing there awkwardly.Ni Zhengqing took the things in his hand and said forget it, Brother Dong still has something to do.

He followed them to pack up their things and go out, looking back at the pot of tea, there was no heat from the spout.

Ni Zhengqing sent Qi Andong back, Hong Zizhen and the producer parted ways, and Chen Yan stayed there alone waiting for the bus.Out of politeness, Hong Zizhen came over and asked him if he wanted to be delivered, but he shook his head and refused, and he didn't want to stay with Hong Zizhen either.

Qi Andong stared at the rearview mirror in the car, where Chen Yan was standing in the cold wind.He suddenly remembered the night he invited Chen Yan to live with him, and he was in a trance, it had been two years.

He suddenly said to Ni Zhengqing: "I want to act in Hong Zizhen's play."

Ni Zhengqing glanced at him: "You just refused."

"Ah."

"You don't have time."

"Squeeze."

"It can't be squeezed out," Ni Zhengqing said angrily, "I can't make you look big for several months."

"Then push the unimportant ones away." Qi Andong said.

"Which ones are not important?" He sneered, "I will pick up the unimportant ones?"

"It doesn't matter, I mean, pushing it won't make my value plummet."

"...Then let's push it all away."

He smiled: "That's okay."

Ni Zhengqing was helpless: "You are angry again, Hong Zizhen provoked you, you still can't see it?"

"I don't care. Didn't he say that I'm not suitable? Didn't he not want me to act? I just want to act."

Chen Yan didn't get in the car, and walked slowly on the street, he was not in a hurry to go back to Dong Qi'an's house.

We passed a passenger station on the way, and there were still crowds of people in the middle of the night.Big and small bags shuttled around him, and a bus left the station and passed by his eyes.

There is a sign on the glass of the car with the name of his hometown written on it.Chen Yan stopped there, and the woman who was holding the child rubbed shoulders with him. He suddenly turned around and went to the window to buy a ticket to go home.

The floor of the waiting hall is full of red and blue woven bags, and the people who come and go bring their families with them, as if he is the only one who has nothing to worry about and is alone.

When he walked to the ticket checking place, he could see the disgraced passenger cars parked side by side outside the door, ready to leave for a different direction.

He sat in the waiting room for ten minutes.

When he was in school, there was a class that asked them to go to the street to observe people, write notes, and tell stories. He also developed this habit later, and he would look at the people around him when he was free.

Opposite him is a middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of life, his bag and clothes are very torn, his whole body is wrapped in an old atmosphere, but he is holding a brand new tablet computer in his hand, groping carefully.

This thing has only been out for a while, and it is definitely not used by this man himself.For whom would a thrifty worker on the go buy such things?wife?child?brothers and sisters?Children are much more likely.

On the left of him is a couple, the two of them occupying the floor of their bags, leaning on each other, speaking in an accent he can't understand, but from the occasional laughter and fights, it can be judged that they are flirting.A corner of a snack bag was exposed from a bag on the ground. It was probably a couple who made money together and went home to visit relatives today.

Not far from the pillar, there was a man sleeping on the ground. He didn't bring much, and he was wearing a poor-quality suit that didn't fit. He was probably going to work in other places.

Everyone has a reason to leave home thousands of miles away.

How can you just go back like this?He stood up, tore off the ticket in his hand, threw it into the trash can, and walked towards the exit.

Suddenly there was a shout from behind: "Xiao Yan?"

He turned his head and saw a person squeezed in from the bus parking lot on the other side of the ticket gate, waving to him excitedly.

That person was more haggard and older than Chen Yan remembered, he smiled: "What a coincidence, Uncle Li."