Rebirth one way to the north

Neither Xia Duo nor Mo Bei mentioned the conversation at the Old Horse and Dog Meat Restaurant that night.

Mo Bei doesn't know how this incident will affect Xia Duo's psychology, but to him, it seems that a hole was quietly dug in the eggshell outside him, and finally he has a feeling of being released. Feel.

In other words, he felt that he could break the pot and find reasons for various shortcomings in his character and habits: Am I withdrawn?Because I have depression.Am I stubborn?Because I have depression.Am I extreme?Because I have depression.I lack trust in others?Because I have depression.Am I cranky sometimes?Because I have depression.Am I narrow-minded?Because I have depression.I hate soy products?because i have depression...

So you love me more, treat me twice as well, never leave, never complain, or I will have a depression attack.

Hey, Mo Xiaobei, you are so shameless.Mo Bei said quietly to himself, by the way, he comfortably enjoyed Xia Duo's almost wordy greetings every day.

Mo Bei thought twice about Zheng Huaren's purchase of the film adaptation rights.

In the past two years, Hong Kong movies have become popular with gangster movies, comedies, and ghost movies. There are very few movies that really have elements of suspense and reasoning. The cooperation between the director and actors in all aspects, and the element of timing.

Sometimes if a good movie is launched at an unlucky time, for example, there are better movies released at the same time, or the audience at the current stage does not accept the aesthetics, etc., it is likely to encounter Waterloo.

Maybe some of them can be popular again after a few years, with the change of audience's aesthetics, or the popularity of movie video tapes and DVDs, or even the Internet.But most of them may be annihilated forever. After all, there are one or two hundred films released in Hong Kong every year. In addition, films from Taiwan, Japan, the United States, and Europe will also enter the Hong Kong market. You may not be able to watch all the movies that come out, and a new movie will be released next year, and you may not be able to get your turn in the gold rush.

Mo Bei had thought about putting his novels on the big screen before, but now the filming in the mainland has to go through strict censorship. If his novels are really made into movies and can be screened, I am afraid that a lot of essence will be lost, and even It is very likely that they will try to sell dog meat and become nondescript.

Even if the right to adapt is now handed over to Zheng Huaren, it is very likely that Mo Bei, the "mother", will not even know him—think about Wu Xingyun and Li Canghai who have changed from rivals in love to Lily, and think about Xiao Xiao who has changed from brothers to husband and wife. Yu'er and Hua Wuque, think about Wuqing and Dongfang Bubai who have become women... Heart!like!die!Ash!

And according to memory, since the mid-90s, the Hong Kong film market has gradually declined, and it has lost its former glory. Instead, American blockbusters have become popular, and even Japanese and Korean films have begun to counterattack.

Besides, even if the script is fine and the actors are fine, is there any problem with the director Zheng Huaren's level?

In the final analysis, Mo Bei doesn't know whether it is the right time to push his novel to the big screen.

It was Wei Yuxuan's words that moved him: "Do your best and obey the destiny."

At that time, Mo Bei was at Wei Yuxuan's house. The two of them dragged the sofa to the sunny spot by the window. They did nothing but lie on it and bask in the sun. They chatted a few words from time to time, and naturally fell silent when a topic was over. Come down, the atmosphere does not feel awkward.When one of them thought of another topic, he spoke leisurely, as if the conversation had never stopped.

"That sounds like a bit of a negative."

"Then to put it another way, only by going all out can you be qualified to ignore success or failure."

"Wow!" Mo Bei exclaimed mischievously.

Wei Yuxuan smiled, and the topic suddenly turned a corner, "I resigned."

Mo Bei was startled, and then remembered that Wei Yuxuan's job in the magazine was implemented with Teng Jimin's help. Now that the two have broken up, Wei Yuxuan didn't want to be in the light of his ex-boyfriend again.

"Then what are your plans next?"

"I'm going to go out for a walk. I won't go to the big cities. I'll go to places with good scenery. Maybe I'll live in a place I like on the way. I can write some travel notes and other articles Contribute."

"I want, too……"

Before Mo Bei finished speaking, Wei Yuxuan interrupted with a smile: "Don't, if you go with me, I'd be happy, but Xia Duo should cry."

Mo Bei is a tender old soul, and he doesn't even blush for this kind of joke, but he doesn't want Wei Yuxuan to think of the matter with Teng Jimin, so he changed the subject lightly and cleverly: "I want to discuss with Zheng Huaren, Come write the script."

Wei Yuxuan has always been very confident in Mo Bei's talent, he has never been in touch with scripts, and he doesn't know that writing novels and scripts are actually two different things, "That's fine, your own novels are of course the ones you understand the most It won't change its shape if it's changed into a script. But which one are you going to change?"

"I have to ask Zheng Huaren about this again, he should have a choice in his heart."

"When the film is made, I don't know if it will be released in the mainland. I want to go to the cinema to enjoy it."

"If it can be filmed, if you can't watch it in the mainland, I invite you to watch it in Hong Kong."

"Then I look forward to your invitation."

Zheng Huaren visited all around Yunbian City in the past two days. If he hadn't got a job, he might have gone straight to the Sino-Russian border.Accompanied by Gong Xiaonan, he and Mo Bei sat down to talk again. When Mo Bei said that he wanted to write a script by himself, Zheng Huaren said with some embarrassment: "I have read almost all of your novels. I am very impressed with your writing talent." I understand it very well. However, the writing methods of scripts and novels are different. The scripts are written with a camera, and the way of expression is visual. For example, you can describe a person’s heart in your novels, but you can only use actions and dialogues in your scripts. Or environmental images to express..."

Mo Bei smiled and said, "Mr. Zheng, I understand what you mean. Why don't you take a look at this first."

As he spoke, he handed Zheng Huaren a few pages of paper, on which he wrote a micro-movie script when he was practicing writing. Although the duration and plot are too short for the 10-minute movies that people are used to, at least a script should have the format and grammar have both.

Zheng Huaren was a little surprised, because it was the second time they met, and the feeling of strangeness and alienation was eliminated, and he removed the word "teacher" from "Mr. Beiwei" when he called Mo Bei. "As expected of Beiwei who can create so many wonderful novels, you also have great control over the writing of the script. I was too contemptuous before. The author of the novel himself came to adapt and create the script, which is also a matter for the film itself Fortunately."

Mo Bei was pleased with his attitude, and then the two of them discussed which novel to change.

Originally, Zheng Huaren had taken a fancy to "The Piano Mystery" and "The Murdered Squirrel". In the past two days, he also heard about a case where the murderer imitated Mo Bei's novel to kill people, so he had a strong feeling for this real case. Especially combined with Mo Bei's newly released "The Showdown", I feel that life is more exciting than drama.

Mo Bei knew that Zheng Huaren didn't understand the details, but he still couldn't help feeling a little disgusted. He didn't show any emotion in his speech, but explained that the case had a bad influence and he didn't want to expand it through the radiation of the movie.

The length of "The Piano Mystery" is too short. If it is to be made into a movie, it must be filled with a lot of content, and "The Murdered Squirrel" has too many metaphors for society. If it is made into a movie, it may be closer to the style of a literary film.

Mo Bei's opinion is to rearrange several short stories and make it into a play, so that the content is substantial and the plot is ups and downs.

Zheng Huaren became excited immediately, and discussed with Mo Bei which short stories are suitable, which case should be detailed and which one should be omitted, what image and personality the protagonist should be...the two discussed very deeply, and Gong Xiaonan was listening to the story by the side. , I don't feel bored.

The contract was signed the next day, Zheng Huaren paid the deposit readily, and then spent four or five days discussing the outline of the script, basically setting up the airs.The next thing is to watch Mo Bei's creation, Zheng Huaren finally came back to Hong Kong, and Gong Xiaonan also left together.

Within two days, Wei Yuxuan was sent away again.

Only then did Mo Bei calm down and start writing the script. At first, he entered a very good creative state: Every morning when he went out for a morning run, he took Da Wang and Nao Nao, who were fostered at his grandma's house, for a walk, and returned to his grandma sweating all over. Take a bath and have breakfast at home, and still have time to help grandma with housework, talk to my sister and uncle who are busy with school and work; then return to my own home, wash two fruits and put them on hand, and start writing; When I go to my grandma’s house for dinner, sometimes I lose so much time writing, my uncle will come over to deliver the meal; I will have dinner with Xia Duo, and the two of us will get tired of it for a while, and then he will go back to school; most of the evening time is spent reading books or Meditate, fall asleep around eleven o'clock, and before going to bed, Xia Duo often calls to urge him to rest.

After this regular and healthy life lasted for a period of time, Mo Bei suddenly felt that his surroundings became quieter, and he was not used to it.Thinking about it carefully, it was because Xia Duo was too busy to make up his homework, prepare for exams, and worry about business in Shenzhen, so he hardly had time to show up in front of Mo Bei.

Did you miss him?

Mo Bei couldn't help but laugh.

On the road from Building No. 3 of the boys’ dormitory to the library, the ginkgo trees planted on the side of the road have a history of more than [-] years. The predecessor of the University of Technology was a girls’ school established in the Republic of China. It was donated by the other industry for reconstruction.

Xia Duo walked to the dormitory with a bunch of borrowed books, half of which were related to studies, and the other half were related to finance and management.Ever since he opened the factory, he felt that his knowledge in this area was too lacking. It is one thing to learn from practice with Xia Wan and Tan Lin, but there is also a lot of theoretical stuff, especially the books imported from abroad. , is a treasure for Xia Duo who urgently needs to broaden his horizons.

In addition to borrowing books from the library, he also asked Tan Lin to help him buy some books that are not convenient to buy in the Mainland from Shenzhen or Hong Kong. Book list, wait for him to check it before ordering.If he has time to go to Shenzhen, he will bring it back by himself.However, more than half of them were bought for Mo Bei.

Xia Duo walked with two long legs, perhaps because he practiced martial arts since he was a child, and Yang Guang, who taught him, was from the army. Xia Duo always had a straight back and a steady waist.Or maybe it's because he has been immersed in the sound of the piano since he was a child, his walking posture has a sense of rhythm, which is very beautiful.

Even if you don't look at his handsome face and good figure, just watching him walk is already very attractive.Girls passing by seldom fail to cast their eyes on Xia Duo, but Xia Duo has long been used to ignoring these gazes, and he is thinking about his timetable: "There is no class in the afternoon, Dai Yong and Li Tong are going to Playing basketball, Zhang Biao went on a date...I should be the only one left in the dormitory, and I can just finish my homework quietly, without going to the study room....There are now seven people left in the dormitory of eight people, alas, Zheng Dong... Fortunately, Beibei is fine.... Is it okay if I pick two ginkgo leaves? It takes a few days to press the leaves to dry out the water? After drying, use them to write two poems and give them as bookmarks to Beibei What kind of poems should I write?...Let’s go and have dinner with Bei Bei in the evening, I haven’t seen him for two days, I really miss him.”

Mo Bei was standing downstairs in Building No. 3, watching Xia Duo briskly approaching with the book in his arms from a distance, watching him stretch his arms to pick off two ginkgo leaves and put them in the book, watching him with the smile on his face. The smiling eyes were a little erratic, watching him walk past me without looking sideways...

"Hey!"

Xia Duo walked up the steps.

"Hey!!"

Xia Duo pushed open the door.

"Xia Duo!!!"

Xia Duo finally turned his head, because the mixed emotions of surprise and joy came too suddenly, which made his expression a bit embarrassing. He froze for a few seconds, and then rushed over three steps at a time, almost left Tripping himself with his right foot.

"Beibei! Why are you here? Are you coming to see me?" The pronunciation of the last word is cute, which shows how happy Xia Xiaoduo is.

Mo Bei couldn't help laughing, and said in a low voice, "Well, I miss you."

The corners of Xia Duo's mouth were almost grinning to his ears, and he kept hecking at Mo Bei, and all the passing students looked sideways—it's rare to see a school grass fool!

Mo Bei had to remind him: "Won't you take me to your bedroom?"

"Ah? Ah! Well, let's go." Xia Duo grabbed Mo Bei's hand and led him into the building.

A classmate I knew asked curiously: "Xia Duo, is this your brother?"

Xia Duo nodded with a smile on his face, "Our children, take care of them, take care of them."

Xia Duo, who was so happy to the point of being overwhelmed, made Mo Bei angry and funny, and there was also an unspeakable joy: the young man who has always matured precociously and is calm and composed in various situations, seems to be so cute only in front of him clumsiness.

In the dormitory, Zhang Biao was looking at the mirror and looking at his own rolls, trying to flatten them with cold water and a wooden comb; Dai Yong was worrying about a pair of sweatpants that hadn’t been washed in two weeks and another pair that hadn’t been washed in three weeks. Choose which one to wear; Zhao Zhuo is going to participate in a speech contest, and he is reciting words emotionally to the clothes hanging by the bed.

These people all knew Mo Bei, especially because Zheng Dong's parents had a quarrel at the beginning, and they were very impressed with Mo Bei. Now they met each other and felt a little awkward for no reason.

After saying hello to each other, Dai Yong hurriedly poured water for Mo Bei: "It's rare that Xiao Bei came to our bed. Fortunately, we just finished cleaning yesterday, otherwise I would be embarrassed to entertain you."

Mo Bei looked at the pair of sweatpants that were so dirty that they couldn't tell the difference, and Dai Yong blushed, "Ahaha, I'm just about to do the laundry, you sit first." He took out the washbasin from the bottom of the bed, put the two The pair of trousers were stuffed in, and they went to the water room.

Dai Yong also felt strange, which adolescent boy is not sloppy, and Mo Bei is neither a girl nor a teacher, so why should he be embarrassed?However, Dai Yong felt ashamed when he caught sight of his watery eyes and had to run away!

Zhang Biao went on a date with wet hair after a few polite words, Zhao Zhuo also slipped away with his manuscript in his hands, and Mo Bei and Xia Duo were left in the dormitory in a blink of an eye.Mo Bei was a little puzzled: "Why do your roommates avoid me like snakes and scorpions?"

Xia Duo put his hand on the back of his neck, stroking him gently, "At the beginning they asked me to persuade you to go to see Zheng Dong, when the instructor said you didn't want to go, some of them spoke sarcasticly, while others I didn’t say anything to my face, but there were discussions behind my back. They didn’t feel uneasy until Zheng Dong’s murder came to light.”

"Then they really think too much. Zheng Dong is their roommate, and he is closer than a stranger like me anyway. It is only natural to want to help him when something happens." Mo Bei naturally followed Xia Duo's hand She leaned close to him and kissed his lips.

Xia Duo asked him to sit on his bed, and poured him a cold drink from his own cup, "Drink some water, your lips are dry. It's getting hotter and hotter, remember to drink more water, and be careful of heatstroke."

Mo Bei smiled: "The summer by the cloud is short, and it only takes seven or eight days to get hotter. It's really not easy to think about heatstroke."

His lips were stained with water, they looked soft and moist, a little more bloody than before.Xia Duo glanced at the closed door, bent down to support the bed frame with one hand, and lifted Mo Bei's chin with the other, and kissed it.