song for the city

Two weeks later, Liang Zhang received the finished film. After watching it, several scenes he liked were cut out mercilessly. Before the filming process, Liang Zhang also took time to sort out the on-site editing, which reflected his ideas. The version was passed on to the editor, and Liang Zhang thought that there would be no major problems.

The editor's name is Yu Nan, and it's the first time Liang Zhang has worked with him. He has heard that Yu Nan's silhouette films are a bit arbitrary, with a clear style.Bad movies need an editor to save them, but Liang Zhang feels that his movie cannot be turned into a bad movie because of Yu Nan.

On WeChat, Liang Zhang’s attitude is still quite polite, euphemistically expressing that Mr. Yu’s editing is very good, but it doesn’t fit his ideas. He thinks that there are a few paragraphs that should be kept, otherwise it will not reflect the change of the character’s attitude, etc. Yu Nan The response was vague and cleverly expressed his views. Those few paragraphs should not be kept, each has its own reasons.

Opinions diverged, and both of them were still stubborn. Of course, no results were reached. Liang Zhang said that he would read the research a few more times and discuss it later. Of course Yu Nan replied yes.

He was in a bad mood, Liang Zhang's complexion changed a lot after a few days, he was about to be blown up by Yu Nan, he had a dream that Yu Nan cut his movie into a mess, won the "Golden Raspberry" award, and the movie suffered serious losses.After waking up from the dream, I was still a little scared, so I sat up and searched for the name of the movie. Fortunately, it really hadn’t been released yet, so I lay back and continued to sleep, but I didn’t fall asleep anyway, so I got up and continued watching the movie.

Liang Zhang would watch both good and bad movies, but it depends on where they are bad, whether it's the script itself or the director's bad filming.

Liang Zhang loves the beauty and slow motion of Wong Kar Wai's films, and was also obsessed with Bergman's stream of consciousness. Strong personal factors, without the well-known "Liang Zhang style", it is inevitable to be a little anxious.

When it comes to movies, Liang Zhang is obsessed with unfinished business, he can't even eat well, so Xiang Pei couldn't stand it, so he dragged him out for dinner.

The two lived together for two weeks. Liang Zhang was worried about what would happen at the beginning. He thought about all the dramas of the resurgence of old love and drunken sex. It was only later that he realized that his worries were superfluous, which reflected the poison of modern film and television.

After Xiang Pei kissed him that time, he didn't express too much. The two of them didn't work and rest together. They stayed in their rooms at night, like two good roommates who respected each other's private life. They didn't bother and didn't cross the line. familiar.

Liang Zhang hadn't shaved for a few days, and his chin was surrounded by green stubble. He looked a little depressed and sleepy.He lifted his eyelids weakly, glanced at the steaming dishes on the table, picked up a few chopsticks by accident, and said to Pei Xiang, "When did you cook such spicy dishes?"

"A long time ago, I can eat spicy food quite well now."

Regardless of Xiang Pei, Liang Zhang can guess the reason why Xiang Pei learned to eat spicy food.Because it is not easy for one person to change the taste.Because Xiang Pei didn't eat much spicy food for two months in Day City, Xiang Pei ate spicy food for eight years for Liang Zhang, so there is no comparison.

"In the future, you don't need to make it so spicy every time, just make it lighter." Liang Zhang watched as the water in Xiang Pei's cup gradually decreased by more than half. It is also a talent to want to eat spicy food.

Xiang Pei's focus was obviously not on the word "light". He stopped his chopsticks, raised his head in surprise, and looked at Liang Zhang: "We will eat together in the future?"

Liang Zhang mentioned it casually, with no other meaning at all.He knew that Xiang Pei was very busy practicing singing, and he usually didn't come back at noon, so he didn't have time to cook, but Liang Zhang was startled by Xiang Pei's expectant gaze, he poked the rice in the bowl with his chopsticks, thought for a while and said : "You can do it when you come back when you have time. I buy vegetables and you do it, but I eat very lightly now, to keep healthy."

"Okay." Xiang Pei agreed without hesitation, his eyes were so bright that they looked extraordinarily bright, Liang Zhang couldn't help thinking that Xiang Pei was really easy to coax.

"Don't eat it."

Xiang Pei's lips became swollen visible to the naked eye, and Liang Zhang saw that he was biting the bullet to eat spicy food, so he smiled wryly at Pei, "At least I can eat spicy food better than before."

This dish was choking on Liang Zhang, and he didn't know how much chili was put in Xiang Pei.

"Have you been in a bad mood recently?"

After eating for a while in relative silence, he asked Pei. Liang Zhang guessed that Xiang Pei had wanted to ask that question a long time ago.

Liang Zhang said briefly, "Busy about the movie."

In the past, it was Liang Zhang's job to find topics during meals. He asked Xiang Pei what he was doing, how he was in a good mood, etc. Liang Zhang thought it was very interesting to listen to Xiang Pei talking.

"You're in the state of someone who just lost love."

After Liang Zhang took the last bite of rice, his stomach was full. He almost finished the dishes, and Xiang Pei ate very little.

"My lovelorn is much worse than this." Liang Zhang took the bowl in front of Xiang Pei and weighed it together, expressionless, "Let me clean it up."

Liang Zhang slipped his hand while washing the bowl and broke the bowl. It was a bowl he had used for many years. He brought it from Nanchuan to Day City at that time.

The water from the faucet was still flowing, and the foam on Liang Zhang's hands hadn't been rinsed off, and his fingers were extremely greasy. He felt sorry for the bowl at first, and turned off the faucet.The sunlight from the glass of the window made the foam colorful. Liang Zhang blinked his eyes and looked at it for a while, then began to pick up the broken glass on the ground.

He never thought that one day the bowl would be broken, thinking that it would stay with him for a long time, but he didn't expect it to break suddenly. Liang Zhang stared at the strangely shaped pieces in his hand, and squatted on the ground in a daze, wondering whether the broken bowl could be used Glue on and continue to use.

But he immediately dismissed this idea, because the bowl was completely shattered, and some extremely fine glass shards couldn't be put together, and even if they were put together, they couldn't be used again.Two drops of water appeared on the back of Liang Zhang's hand as he picked it up, and then more gathered on it, squeezing it tightly.

Anyway, he was alone, Liang Zhang could cry wantonly, but he didn't want to, even if he was alone, he had self-esteem, no one could bear his tears and fragility.

He hadn't shed tears for many years. He didn't cry when he reunited with Xiang Pei, and he didn't cry when he told him about the past, and his eyes didn't even turn red when they kissed. Xiang Pei once made Liang Zhang vulnerable, and he thought it wouldn't happen now.But Xiang Pei endured the pain and ate the chili he didn't like, his mouth was red and swollen like a sausage, Liang Zhang still couldn't help crying, like a soldier taking off his armor, like sand in his eyes.

Like leaving Xiang Pei, Liang Zhang spent the eight years alone, which became a thorn in his hand, which hurt when he pulled it, and he couldn't pull it out with all his heart.

After Liang Zhang washed the dishes, he called Pei and asked Liang Zhang to send him the notebook on the table in his room. All the words he wrote were in it. He left in a hurry and forgot to take it.

Liang Zhang went to Pei's room to find a notebook in the middle of the table. He looked closer and found it familiar. After flipping through a few pages, he realized that this was his diary before, and he left it for Xiang Pei when he left Day City.

The casing of the notebook was well protected by Xiang Pei, and it was still intact after so many years.Liang Zhang tried to turn a few pages, but what he had written before made him feel embarrassed, childish and emotionally explicit, so he didn't dare to read any more.

There are still more than half of the blank pages in the notebook, and Xiang Pei has filled them all up, including lyrics or diaries.Liang Zhang saw that his name appeared frequently, but he didn't have the courage to read it carefully, so he just scribbled it over and sent him the notebook at the address Xiang Pei gave him.

Xiang Pei was practicing singing in their company's practice room. When Liang Zhang entered, he was stopped by security guards. Liang Zhang had to call Xiang Pei. The person who came down a few minutes later was not Xiang Pei, but the man wearing glasses that he saw at the bar last time. .

He smiled at Liang Zhang in a friendly way: "Is that you Liang Zhang? Hello, I am Xu Weiyang, the stowaway's agent."

"Hello, Xiang Pei asked me to bring this to him..." Liang Zhang handed out the notebook and a bag.

"Then I have to trouble you to go up and give it to him personally. There are a few little girls guarding him downstairs in the company, so it's not convenient for him to come down."

There were indeed two or three girls holding cameras at the door, and the security guards had already chased them away several times.

Liang Zhang said, "I'll just give you the notebook, I won't go up."

Xu Weiyang shook his head: "Xiang Pei doesn't like others touching his precious lyrics." His eyes fell on Liang Zhang with special meaning, "It seems that you are not someone else."

The elevator went up relatively quietly. Liang Zhang took his notebook and chatted with Xu Weiyang about some topics: "Xiang Pei has people taking pictures of him now, and it's quite popular."

"How popular a band can be, and Xiang Pei is not an idol. But the show just finished, he is so good-looking, many girls want to chase him as an idol, but Xiang Pei didn't mean that, he said he was just playing For music, I can’t play other things.”

In this regard, Xiang Pei is still the same, rejecting everything he doesn't like, and only playing with things he likes as chic as signing a company.

"I thought that Xiang Pei's participation in that variety show was just to develop into an idol."

Xu Weiyang stared at Liang Zhang suspiciously: "You don't know?"

Liang Zhang's attention was on the constantly changing numbers, he didn't hear Xu Weiyang's words clearly, and asked instead: "What?"

"Your name is Liang Zhang, right?"

Unable to understand Xu Weiyang's strange question, Liang Zhang answered again in confusion: "Otherwise?"

There was a "ding" sound in the elevator, and the door opened in front of Liang Zhang. There was a wide corridor in front of him. Xu Weiyang stepped out of the elevator first, and turned to look at Liang Zhang: "That's right, it's you."

"Please, make it clear, don't say half of it." Liang Zhang and Xu Weiyang walked side by side. There are glass doors on the left and right sides, so you can't see the inside clearly. Liang Zhang is a little worried about Xu Weiyang's inarticulate style. no intention.

Xu Weiyang pushed his black square glasses: "Isn't it just for you to participate in that show? Xiang Pei really didn't let you know? To let him see me—that's what he said."

Liang Zhang's throat tightened, and he grabbed the plastic bag in his hand.

The band's practice room was at the innermost, and when Liang Zhang walked to the door, he heard the beating of a drum kit.

Xu Weiyang pushed the door open and entered, the music stopped abruptly, and everyone inside looked up at the door.The room is large, with complete music facilities, much better than the basement every night, free of dust and trivial debris, with a strong professional atmosphere. Liang Zhang clearly realized that Xiang Pei had really realized his dream.

Xiang Pei stood in the shadow of the sun at the back, leaning against the window, with his long hair half tied, looking downstairs as if waiting for something, Liang Zhang recalled, standing at Xiang Pei's angle, he could see him walking in.

Chen Zhaonan and Chu Ranfei greeted Liang Zhang, walked towards Pei, grabbed Liang Zhang's shoulders and walked out, and closed the door of the practice room.

"Your book."

Xiang Pei took the notebook: "I'm in trouble."

Liang Zhang didn't let go, and the two held one side of the book, and the atmosphere became anxious.

"You deliberately forgot to bring it, so that I can see it."

He thought that Xiang Pei would not admit it, but he nodded quite frankly and said, "I did it on purpose."

"Why bother."

"Otherwise I don't think you'll ever realize, or say you won't believe that I love you."

Liang Zhang chuckled: "How can a notebook prove that you love me?"

"You have become very dishonest," said Xiang Pei, "if this continues, when will you admit that you still love me?"

Xiang Pei pinched the back of Liang Zhang's neck with one hand, and their lips were very close to him, and they would touch each other if they got closer, but Xiang Pei left room for words: "It doesn't matter, I can be honest. I love you sincerely. You, you secretly love me."

"Fuck you. Can you stop talking to yourself?" Liang Zhang suspected that there was something wrong with Xiang Pei's head, and spoke surprisingly.

Said to Pei: "What's in the bag in your hand?"

"I brought you some bread, but I fucking don't want to give it to you now," Liang Zhang hid the bag behind his back, "feed the stray dogs near my house."

"I'm more pitiful than a stray dog." Xiang Pei's hand went behind Liang Zhang, took the bag, opened it and smelled the aroma of bread, his stomach throbbed faintly, "It's so hot. Silly boy, let me treat you to a popsicle. "