dear dreamer

Luo Hengqiu introduced Deng Tingge to Luo Qiong, then turned to Deng Tingge: "This is my sister."

Deng Tinge had already looked Luo Qiong up and down several times.Luo Qiong has a good temperament. She is older than Luo Hengqiu, but she is well maintained and has a ruddy complexion. She looks like a person who is living a nourishing and fulfilling life.

The two shook hands.Luo Qiong also knew the existence of Deng Tingge for a long time, tilting his head to look at Deng Tingge carefully, with a fake smile in his eyes.

"Hi, are you coming to see Heng Qiu?" she said.

Deng Tingge quickly explained to her why he came.Luo Qiong looked at Luo Hengqiu, smiled and said, "Don't you have a meeting later? I'll take him around? Xiao Deng, you can just call me Sister Qiong."

Luo Hengqiu brought Deng Tingge all the way here, and already answered several calls from the secretary.He asked for Deng Tingge's opinion, Deng Tingge nodded and said it was okay, Luo Hengqiu hesitated for a moment, then turned and walked away slowly.

Luo Qiong took Deng Tingge to visit the film and television department according to the original plan.Deng Tingge no longer had Luo Hengqiu as an object of observation, so he began to observe Luo Qiong instead.Probably because people from a wealthy family and capable of dealing with things naturally exude an aura. In Deng Tingge's view, Luo Qiong's behavior has many similarities with Luo Hengqiu.Standing beside her, Deng Tingge pondered seriously about receiving people and things, the pace and frequency of walking, and a slightly arrogant but polite smile.

Aura, temperament, tolerance, this visible but intangible thing is the most difficult to imitate and perform.It needs content.Only when there is such a foundation in the body can one show calmness and generosity on the face, otherwise it will be a mere imitation, so nondescript that it makes people laugh.This degree is actually not easy to grasp. If it is suitable, it is a drama, and if it is not suitable, it is a comedy.Deng Tingge listened carefully and thought carefully. After visiting the film and television department, Luo Qiong took him upstairs and said with a smile, were you just observing me?

Deng Tingge saw that she saw it, so he confessed: "I'm preparing a play recently, and I want to play a rich second generation. I came here to observe my brother... Luo, Mr. Luo, I'm sorry, did I offend you? "

He was so polite that Luo Qiong couldn't straighten up with a smile.

"Does he know you observe him?"

Deng Tingge shook his head honestly: "I don't know. Sister Qiong, don't tell him, he will be upset."

Luo Qiong quickly reached a united front with him and was willing to keep this little secret for him.Before Luo Hengqiu's meeting was over, Luo Qiong took him to the reception room and made him tea himself.Deng Tingge was overwhelmed by the flattery, his hands and feet were stiff and he didn't know where to put them.

Why did you meet relatives?He thought, he was not prepared at all.

Luo Qiong handed him a cup of tea, and sat leisurely opposite Deng Tingge.A warm smiling face and two smiling eyes gave Deng Tingge a shivers down his spine, with a faint sense of foreboding.

"What are you going to do in the future?" She asked, "Just go on like this? Keep it secret and dare not make it public?"

Deng Tingge: "..."

What a straight ball.

Deng Tingge realized that Luo Qiong was not questioning or blaming himself, but asking normally.He weighed his words carefully before opening his mouth: "We'll get on with it."

Luo Qiong smiled even wider, but there was a complicated expression in his eyes: "Oh, it will pass. Why do you promise me so?"

"Sister Qiong, I'm making a promise to my brother." Deng Tingge said, "I respect you, and he relies on you. But my relationship with him doesn't need to be guaranteed to anyone else."

Luo Qiong didn't seem to have heard what he said: "When we are together, we can love to the death, and we promise to say the same thing every day. But who can guarantee it? You love him, he loves you, at least it is true now, but Two years later, 20 years later? He may still be in love with someone else outside, a heart is divided into several parts, and you only occupy such a small part of it. Isn't it pitiful?"

Seeing that Deng Tingge hadn't spoken yet, she continued talking.

"Why can you make such a guarantee? With love? How much does love weigh, how much is it worth, and how long can it last?" Luo Qiong dipped some tea and put the teacup firmly back on the table, "You Is this acting?"

Smoke curled up from the teacups of the two of them, rose into the air, and melted into the air.

"It's my luck to spend two or 20 years with my senior brother." Deng Tingge didn't want to argue with her, and felt that there was no point in arguing. He just said plainly, "I can't take responsibility for what may happen in the future now. But I like him now, and I am determined to like him for the rest of my life."

Luo Qiong opened his mouth, but was interrupted softly by Deng Tingge.

"You don't have to believe it, but I know in my heart that what I'm telling is the truth." He said, "Sister Qiong, to me, Senior Brother is a wonderful person. I never thought that I would be with him before." , but since we can come together, it is impossible to think every day that we will be separated in the future, and what will happen after separation."

"But the crisis is there."

"Why is there no crisis, sister Qiong?" Deng Tinge laughed, "Is there no crisis in the cup of tea you made? Water, tea, cups, there are too many possible crises. We are only two people, living two lives , If there is any crisis, just tell it frankly and solve it together. Although I can’t guarantee that the future will be smooth, at least now we are working together to achieve the goal of a lifetime.”

After he finished speaking, his heart was beating like a drum, it was the panic of blood concussion.

Do brothers think the same way?He didn't know if Luo Hengqiu would be dissatisfied by saying such a thing instead of Luo Hengqiu now.

...It doesn't matter, who made him not be here.Deng Tingge thought to himself, with a very resolute expression on his face.

Luo Qiong was not moved by his expression at all.She still didn't criticize or question, and said with a smile: Then I'll just wait.

When Luo Hengqiu sent him away, he asked him when he would come over next time.Deng Tinge thought for a while: "Next time I come here, I will first ask if your sister is there."

Luo Hengqiu: "What happened to her?"

Deng Tinge: "No, I'm afraid of her."

Luo Hengqiu: "...?"

Deng Tinge thought for a while and asked him, "Are you willing to spend your whole life with me?"

Luo Hengqiu said you're out of your mind?

Seeing that time was running out, Deng Tingge hurriedly answered "Yes, yes, yes" for him, and then exchanged a kiss with him quickly in the corner of the stairwell.He left Huatian's mansion in a hurry and went home, preparing to take tonight's flight to the next promotional city.

The promotion of "Long Yuan" is very smooth, in addition to the first-tier cities, it has even spread to some more active and prosperous second-tier cities.This film is not a gimmick for a commercial film, but the words "uncut" has become the biggest advertisement, and it is welcomed by the media wherever it goes.But those questions were asked the same way again and again. Lu Zhixia and Deng Tingge were very interested at first, and finally simply memorized all the answers. Different people asked them to change the order and say the same thing in a different way.

Deng Tingge thinks this is also a kind of learning.

Most of the reporters will choose to ask Yan Fei and Chen Yiping questions. When Yan Fei is not present, the pressure of questioning him will be transferred to the other two leading actors.This time, a reporter asked Deng Tingge which part impressed him the most when he was filming.Deng Tingge answered according to the answer he had thought before: "It's the part where Yang Chunxia, ​​Jiu Yuan and Zhu Baihua each died. When Zhixia and Brother Yan were filming this part, I was watching from the side..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the reporter.

"Which death do you think shocked you more, Zhu Baihua or Yang Chunxia?" the reporter asked him.

It was a question he hadn't been exposed to.Following Chen Yiping's principle of "answer truthfully to questions that have not been designed", he said it was Zhu Baihua. "Because Zhu Baihua is the most repressed person in the movie. He has ideals but can't realize them. He longs to have his own feelings but has always suppressed this possibility. Including his suicide note, it mentioned that don't blame the person who reported him at the time, please Others don't want to harm his sister and nephew, it shows that he is actually a very... How should I put it, he is a person who takes himself lightly and others seriously. His suicide is actually this kind of long-term depression. break out--"

"From your own perspective, do you have empathy for Zhu Baihua's death? Do you think he was troubled by the feeling that he couldn't get what he wanted and finally chose to commit suicide? What do you think of his feeling for Jiu Yuan?" the reporter asked. With a smart look, the voice popped out of his mouth like a machine gun, "Can you..."

Deng Tinge was slightly taken aback.This was a very impolite question, and he couldn't help but stare at the reporter, still smiling, his mind running fast.

Lu Zhixia beside her had already picked up the microphone, but before she spoke, Chen Yiping spoke first: "As a director, I don't want Xiao Deng to resonate with Zhu Baihua's character. He can resonate with whatever he plays. Otherwise, Yan Fei will be unhappy. This is job grabbing."

"Speaking of which, I'm going to break the news. Deng Tingge was also very interested in the role of Zhu Baihua at the beginning." The screenwriter said with a smile.

The topic was easily diverted, and the reporters began to ask Chen Yiping with interest why he finally chose Yan Fei to play Zhu Baihua instead of Deng Tingge.Deng Tingge and Lu Zhixia glanced at each other, listening to the surrounding voices, while observing the reporter calmly.

The reporter didn't ask any more questions, just sat in his seat and sorted out his notes.

"Is that person targeting you?" Lu Zhixia said on the way back.

Deng Tinge said he didn't know.He was a little confused, but seemed to know some clues, and went through the recent things one by one in his mind.

What will happen?he thought blankly.The fatigue during this period made him think a lot more slowly.What does that person know?Did he come for himself or Luo Hengqiu?Or is it coming for "Long Time"?An actor's scandal could literally ruin a movie, and he knew too many instances of that.

Seeing him sitting in a daze, Lu Zhixia pushed him: "You are so listless, don't go there for a while."

She and Deng Tingge are also going to a dinner party, where they will meet with Chen Yiping and the bosses of several publishers. "I can't go if I don't go." Deng Tingge's body slid down a little, and collapsed on the car seat without any manners, "I'm so tired, I really want to go home and hug my brother to sleep."

Chang Huan who was driving: "..."

Lu Zhixia: "..."

The two girls ignored him and started chatting in the front row, leaving Deng Tingge to doze off in the back seat.

The banquet hall was very lively, Chang Huan woke up Deng Tingge, made a white and clean beautiful young man by the way, and watched him and Lu Zhixia go in together.

Before Chen Yiping arrived, Deng Tingge walked around to say hello to people he knew.Now that he has a reputation the size of a fingernail, someone actually took the initiative to say hello to him, and his heart was both surprised and happy.After walking around for a while, Lu Zhixia left with her familiar female companions. Deng Tingge didn't know which one was the boss of the publisher. He probably wouldn't appear on this occasion, and was still dormant behind, so he ate with peace of mind.

While eating, Kong Yu patted him from behind: "Hi."

Deng Tingge just swallowed a mouthful of shrimp, and hurriedly turned to face Kong Yu.

"Luo Hengqiu didn't come?" Kong Yu asked in a low voice.

"No." Deng Tingge also replied in a low voice.The heads of the two people were very close together, and the underground party usually connected with each other for secret signals.

Kong Yu asked clearly that he came to see the publisher, and originally wanted to take him there, but after thinking about it, he regretted it. "Forget it, you'd better wait for your director Chen." Kong Yu said.

Deng Tingge only took two steps after him, and then the guide regretted it. He didn't know what to say: "No, why do you act like this for a while and do that for a while."

"I didn't give up." Kong Yu said, "I have much more contact with Huatian than you."

Deng Tingge was very confused by his sudden change of subject: "Oh."

He really wanted to say so what, but in order not to anger Kong Yu, he still kept silent.Kong Yu is very different from the one he met in the crew of "The Great Wave" before. Deng Tingge thought that he probably regarded me as a rival in love.Some time ago, Deng Tingge regarded human beings as rivals in love, and he had some vague jealousy, but now his position has suddenly reversed, and he couldn't help laughing a few times.

Kong Yu: "What are you laughing at?"

Deng Tingge: "It's nothing. Hey, Hu Mu, Hu Mu! I'm here."

Hu Mu in a white suit just broke free from the crowd and was looking around with a glass of wine when he heard Deng Tingge greet him and hurried over.His eyes are a little short-sighted, and he refuses to wear glasses for the sake of appearance. During the filming these two days, his eyes were allergic and he couldn't even wear them invisible. After he approached Deng Tingge, he saw Kong Yu with a dark face like a door god standing beside Deng Tingge. Surprised, another joy.

Deng Tingge looked at Hu Mu up and down: "You can do it, you, this dress is precious. Who sponsored you?"

Hu Mu took a quick look at Kong Yu, but didn't see any sign from him, so he whispered, "I bought it myself, no one sponsored it."

Deng Tinge smiled and said, "It's pretty handsome."

Hu Mu felt that Kong Yu seemed to have glanced at him, and immediately straightened his waist even more quietly, saying thank you embarrassedly.

He was holding a glass of wine in his hand, and just now he was persuaded by acquaintances for two more glasses in the crowd, his face was a little red.Kong Yu saw that Deng Tingge was running for new dishes again, but Hu Mu stood still beside him, lowered his head and whispered, "How dare you drink so much?"

Hu Mu was taken aback, and the liquor trembled in the glass: "No, not much."

In order to emphasize credibility, he raised his glass and said seriously: "This is a very low-alcohol wine, and there are no other ingredients in it."

His voice became softer and softer, and at the end he also felt that he was funny, remembering the embarrassment at that time, he smiled awkwardly.Kong Yu said that's good, you should pay attention to yourself.Hu Mu felt a little happy.He felt that Kong Yu and Deng Tingge seemed to be very familiar with each other, and Kong Yu's words of concern for him might just be incidental, the aftertaste after chatting with Deng Tingge, without any practical significance.

But he was very happy in his heart, and suddenly felt that this venue, which seemed too noisy even for jazz, suddenly became lovely and lovely.

Just as he was about to say something more, there was another buzz at the door.Hu Mu turned his head and saw Bao Jiashu leading a few young actors walking in with a smile on his face.

He had been hiding in Jiashu for several days, but when he saw him suddenly, all the good mood aroused by Kong Yu just now disappeared, and he couldn't help taking a step back.

Kong Yu was standing behind him, he didn't guard against his sudden retreat, so naturally he didn't dodge.The half glass of wine in Hu Mu's hand poured out of the glass and landed on the lapel of his white suit.

Kong Yu: "..."

Hu Mu: "Ah..."

Kong Yu felt very annoyed, and before he finished his battle with Deng Tingge, there was a trouble here. "Go and wash." He felt that it was not his responsibility, so he persuaded without emotion.

Then he saw the people around him touch the wine stains on his clothes, and the voice that had suddenly risen cheerfully after seeing him just now had subsided, with his head hanging down, revealing a twist of hair on the top of his head.

"The clothes cost twenty-three thousand." Hu Mu was frustrated, "It's gone."