New year greeting

The road to the teahouse is extremely short, and the spring sunshine casts a layer of gold on the camphor trees on both sides of the street, like a photo-painting with too much paint.

Song Xinyuan followed Jia Yingjun to the teahouse.He walked into the private room and first saw a man in his 50s in a gray sportswear.The man held a cup of hot tea in his hand, and had a beard on his chin, without looking sloppy.

"Are you Song Xinyuan?" The man put down the clear porcelain cup and raised his head to ask.

"Yes, I'm Song Xinyuan. Are you Director Kong?" After Song Xinyuan finished speaking, Jia Yingjun patted him on the shoulder.

Jia Yingjun stepped forward, shook hands with Kong Zhuo and his assistant and said hello: "Director Kong, Assistant Wang, I am Jia Yingjun, and this is Song Xinyuan, an artist from my studio. He is quite straightforward, please bear with me."

"It's okay, you sit down." Kong Zhuo waved his hand and asked Wang Qingkang to help them order, but Jia Yingjun stopped him.

After they sat down, Kong Zhuo then asked Song Xinyuan: "Did you study in Qianyang?"

Song Xinyuan: "Yes."

"Why did you drop out of school?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Song Xinyuan's eyes, and then he thought that each of his own materials had a copy on the whole network, and the experience of dropping out of school was naturally well known.He confessed: "In order to work to make money."

Kong Zhuo shook his head, feeling sorry: "Why can't we wait until graduation?"

Song Xinyuan said with a smile: "The opportunity won't wait for me. If it's too late, it will be gone. The treatment from the model company is good. Director Kong, you don't know. I just applied for a clinical major, but my score was not high. I have studied medical English, and I have studied this major for five years, but it is relatively unpopular, and it is difficult to find a good job after graduation. I have no time to go to graduate school, so I can only make choices. I don’t want to waste time.”

"Do you regret it?"

Seeing his silence, Kong Zhuo answered for him: "You hesitated, and hesitation means regret. If I were you, I would choose to drop out of school and give myself a chance to turn around. Fortunately, you are young. At my age, even if you want to To regain my studies, I feel powerless."

Song Xinyuan clenched his hands tightly, and then slowly released them, with a little more relief in his tone: "No, Director Kong, I don't regret it, I'm afraid the answer is too decisive and you will leave the impression that you don't want to make progress. I know everyone They all like artists who have both ability and political integrity, I just lost points in the field of morality this morning, and I don't want to be deducted by you again."

"Then why are you telling the truth?"

"I'm worried that you will misunderstand my noble heart and withhold my salary." As he talked, he got involved in the salary, and Jia Yingjun was willing to bow down to his thick skin.

Kong Zhuo stared at him for a few seconds, then grinned: "Old Fang mentioned you to me, saying that you are a boring gourd, you only have money in your eyes, and you don't like acting at all. I think he is a boring gourd, and you are more fun than I imagined. "

"Lao Fang" is Fang Tingzhou, the director of "The Murderer", and also Song Xinyuan's Bole.

"You are more mature than I imagined. I thought the new directors were all literary youths." Song Xinyuan said.Jia Yingjun coughed in a low voice, reminding Song Xinyuan to be careful.

Kong Zhuo: "At first I thought you couldn't speak, but I didn't expect you to be quite good at boasting. I have watched your performance in "The Murderer", and I only knew when I met you. Lao Fang made you look ugly. Don't worry, let me take care of you." As for the crew, I am more reliable than Lao Fang in terms of aesthetics."

This means that he fell in love with Song Xinyuan, and Jia Yingjun shook hands with Wang Qingkang again to express his excitement.

Next, Kong Zhuo narrated the play to Song Xinyuan: "Have you read the introduction of the plot?"

"I just finished watching it in the car, and the hero actually died. Can this kind of ending pass the trial?"

The male protagonist of "Surgical Storm" is a surgeon with a cheerful and open-minded personality. However, he has experienced too many life and death separations in the course of his practice, and gradually suffers from depression, and finally commits suicide.

"Don't worry about the review, the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge," Kong Zhuo said, "The protagonist's ending is a reality I want to express. I don't want to deify him. Doctors are high-risk occupations that require extreme physical and psychological quality. High. There are very few real industry dramas in the market now, most of them are pretentious and profound suspension dramas, in which the protagonists fall in love under the guise of work and go to perfection. This is what I don’t want to see. How can there be Perfect thing."

Kong Zhuo revealed that he wants to make a real medical drama, and talk about the film and television industry and the future with Song Xinyuan, and his eyes that are half sunken into the loess are shining brightly.

Song Xinyuan thought with shame, no matter how old a person is, he always has the air of a young man when he has ideals in his arms. Even if the body cannot withstand the erosion of fleeting years, the soul will not age.Song Xinyuan later recalled Kong Zhuo's appearance today, and often felt regretful, regretting that he was not as honest as Kong Zhuo.

Right now, Kong Zhuo changed the subject and continued to ask, "Have you been to the Affiliated Hospital of Qianyang University?"

"Yes, my dad used to be a doctor there."

"So, your father forced you to enter medical school?"

"Yes, it's a pity that I'm not expected to study medicine, so I gave up medicine to pursue art."

"It's a good thing you didn't become a doctor, otherwise you would have wasted your acting talent."

Song Xinyuan smiled, his ears were hot, he couldn't tell whether Kong Zhuo was praising him or hurting him.

Kong Zhuo noticed his embarrassment, stopped to take a sip of water, and got down to business: "Most of the protagonists appear in hospitals, so I plan to let you go to the hospital to study in retreat for three months, stay with a real doctor, and carefully understand the characters and the script. We are not doctors, and we can’t make or act well based on the materials. I have been looking for the director of Qianda Affiliated Hospital these two days, and asked him to help me find an expert to guide you. He arranged for me Associate Professor, take the plane at 1 o'clock, and we will almost arrive in Changchuan."

Kong Zhuo looked at the time and chatted with Song Xinyuan: "The associate professor's surname is Feng, and his name is Feng Deng. Professor Feng's reputation in the Affiliated Academy of Qianda University is quite good. Have you heard of him..."

Feng Deng?

Song Xinyuan's fingers trembled and he almost dropped the teacup.Feng Deng's name appeared so suddenly that he was stunned for a long time before he realized it, like hearing the sound of rain after a long while after a thunderstorm.

It was Feng Deng again.

When he recalled it, he was full of thoughts, as if there was a well covering his heart, which made him feel dull and aggrieved.Feng Deng's arrival was reasonable, but it was beyond his expectation.He had planned to take the initiative when Feng Deng was caught off guard, but now he was caught off guard by Dr. Feng who did not show up.He couldn't listen to anything next, and looked at the door from time to time, for fear of missing the opportunity to strike first.

After about half an hour, someone finally knocked on the door, knocking twice each time, knocking once every second, the movements were gentle and clean.With the ups and downs of knocking on the door, Song Xinyuan's heart was up and down, and when the door opened, his heart almost jumped into his throat.

In just a dozen seconds, he felt like he had endured for three to five years, replaying the love and hatred between him and Feng Deng in his mind.

The door opened, and Feng Deng stepped in with the spring breeze. He caught a glimpse of Song Xinyuan and was obviously taken aback.

Kong Zhuo got up first, stretched out his hand and said, "Dr. Feng, I thank you for making a trip."

Song Xinyuan fell behind Kong Zhuo and tilted his head at Feng Deng with a very contrived smile.

Feng Deng, Kong Zhuo and others sat down quietly after finishing their courtesies, except Song Xinyuan was ignored.Song Xinyuan stared at Feng Deng, his heart was in turmoil. He took the eight-hour train from Qianyang back to Changchuan, but Feng Deng only sat here for two hours, as if he flew over on purpose to mock him.

Who would have thought that they would meet twice in just two days.Song Xinyuan remembered the day they broke up. Before he left, he asked Feng Deng unwillingly: "Have you been using me?"

"Yes, I've been using you, thank you." Feng Deng stopped him with one sentence.

Have you ever liked me? — After all, he didn’t say it out.

The answer is self-evident, he still can't let go of Feng Deng.Just like yesterday, knowing that Feng Deng would come, he still took the train to Qianyang.He traveled thousands of miles to return to his hometown, as if just to confirm one thing: Feng Deng never liked him.

Then, he returned to Changchuan with the answer many years late, and met Feng Deng in a blink of an eye.Encounters or partings between people cannot be forced. Sometimes they leave as soon as they say goodbye, and sometimes they reunite inadvertently.

At this moment, in this cramped tea house, Kong Zhuo asked: "Doctor Feng, you graduated from Qianyang University? Coincidentally, Xin Yuan is your alumni. Do you know each other?"

"do not know."

"know."

Feng Deng and Song Xinyuan said at the same time.Hearing Song Xinyuan's answer, Feng Deng turned to look at him.

Song Xinyuan ignored Feng Deng's probing eyes, and said with a slight smile, "It's normal for Dr. Feng not to know me. He's a few years older than me, and he's a top student in clinical majors. I'm from the Department of Medical English, but I met him in school, and There is always a photo of Dr. Feng on the bulletin board." Not only that, they also lived in the same dormitory for more than four years, and had countless skin-to-skin nights.

Feng Deng was noncommittal to Song Xinyuan's words.

"No wonder," Kong Zhuo said, "Doctor Feng, it's like this. Xin Yuan is going to play a surgeon, but he has no medical experience. Can you help train him for a while?"

"You're welcome, the dean and the director have told me about this, and I will try my best to take the time to guide him."

The prototype of the hospital in "Surgical Disturbance" is the Affiliated Hospital of Qianda University. This kind of disguised publicity is beneficial to the development of the Affiliated Hospital of Qianda University, so the dean specially ordered all departments to pay attention to this work.At this morning's regular meeting, Director of Surgery Liang Shizhang proposed that Feng Deng be the supervisor of the crew, and others agreed, and this hard work fell on Feng Deng's shoulders.

"Thank you for your understanding. We will shorten the study and filming period as soon as possible so as not to affect your work. Doctor Feng, may I ask, do you have a dormitory in the hospital?"

"There is a lounge, but I rent nearby."

"Do you live alone?" Kong Zhuo looked surprised, he thought that Feng Deng had already taken root on the spot, bought a house and started a family.

"Yes, I'm not from here. If you have any questions, just ask."

"Do you have any spare room at home? I want to rent a room from you for Xin Yuan to live in. I wonder if it's convenient for you?"

Song Xinyuan trembled when he heard Kong Zhuo's request, not because he was flustered, but because he was too excited.He felt that Jia Yingjun was right, he was indeed very lucky.As soon as he had the idea of ​​revenge against Feng Deng, he would get the chance to get along with Feng Deng day and night.

"Xin Yuan, don't worry, your rent will be borne by the show." After Kong Zhuo comforted Song Xinyuan, he explained to Feng Deng, "I plan to create an environment for Xin Yuan to enter the play. If Xin Yuan lives with you, observe it nearby. The living habits of you surgeons can better figure out the role."

Song Xinyuan glanced at Feng Deng, and pretended to stop him: "Director Kong, this is not good, I am worried that it will affect Dr. Feng's work, and it is inconvenient for a stranger to live in the house suddenly. It's okay, I will find another place to live, you don't have to worry about it. "

Kong Zhuo knocked on the table with his fingers, frowning: "That's right, I was the one who was abrupt. Doctor Feng, I'm sorry, you don't have to force me, I'll think of another way. Are there many rental houses near your hospital? Your colleague Anyone willing to rent out a house?"

Song Xinyuan resigned falsely, he knew Feng Deng's hypocrisy better than anyone else, and Feng Deng would not reject Kong Zhuo.

Feng Deng was silent for a long time, and really compromised: "Director Kong, I have a spare bedroom in my house, and he can borrow it."

Song Xinyuan shook his head hastily, with a hesitant tone: "How embarrassing..."

Jia Yingjun saw that he wanted to welcome or refuse, curled his lips cryptically, and said loudly: "Song Xinyuan, don't be shy, thank Dr. Feng quickly, he has a big heart and doesn't care about such small things."

Kong Zhuo also persuaded Song Xinyuan: "Since Dr. Feng doesn't mind, you don't have to be polite. This will help you in acting in the future."

Song Xinyuan opened his mouth, but did not speak, showing a embarrassed and shy look.He is getting better at disguising, which is a gift from the years he liked Feng Deng.He was also aware of Feng Deng's disguise. Feng Deng was not out of good intentions, but was afraid of losing face or offending others, which would affect his evaluation in others' hearts.

In any case, Song Xinyuan is very satisfied with the result.He narrowed his eyes and responded to Feng Deng with a smiling face: "Okay, then I will disturb Dr. Feng."

Feng Deng looked at Song Xinyuan for a moment, and left a business card: "I still have something to do, I'm leaving first, and I will contact you when the time comes."

Song Xinyuan saw a warning in Feng Deng's eyes.He picked up the business card and smiled from the bottom of his heart.Although this encounter was not decided by him, it finally came to an end and the situation was not so bad.

He settled down in his heart, like an evening tide coming ashore and retreating again, a tide quietly returning to the sea.

The author says:

Finally got them together.Their majors are all five-year, so don't be surprised to see "Big Five".