I really can't stand him crying [entertainment circle]

The crew of "Broken Finger" was preparing for the evening game, so Qi Chongyan was able to leave for a while.

Zong Ji went back to the hotel with a cough. He didn't have much appetite today, so he came back after the play without waiting for the crew to distribute the boxed lunch.

Qi Chongyan saw the child as soon as he entered the door, and he also heard his cough.

"Is the cold better?" Qi Chongyan couldn't sit still any longer, walked up to Zong Ji, and asked with concern.

"It's you,? Cough cough..." Zong Ji was very pleasantly surprised when he saw him, and when he got excited, the cough that had been suppressed so hard broke out again.

He coughed too hard, the veins on his temples and the back of his hands bulged, tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes, and his face was flushed under the mask.

Qi Chongyan patted him on the back, and Zongji bent over, as if being held in his arms.

"Ahem... I don't know your name yet." Zong Ji was always thinking about it, and he grabbed Qi Chongyan's arm with his fingers.

Qi Chongyan's pupils suddenly constricted, and all doubts were answered at this moment.

Zong Ji had no idea who he was!

No, it should mean,? Zong Ji didn't know that he was Qi Chongyan.

"Qi—" Those three words were about to blurt out, but Qi Chongyan suddenly changed his voice, "Speak after you have recovered your breath."

He kept patting his back, and his thoughts turned rapidly. He remembered the comments about him on the Internet.

Arrogant, crazy, bad tempered, unreasonable...

He never cared about these comments before, and he just laughed when he saw them.With his ability, no matter how others scold him, he will not lose a piece of meat, and he will chase after people who want to make movies with him, and there will be no fewer people queuing up to buy tickets to watch his movies.

Instead more.

But at this moment, he couldn't help but care about it. What if, he meant if, Zong Ji also thought so?After all, he was so indifferent to that Qi Chongyan on WeChat.

The more Qi Chongyan thought about it, the more he recalled the feeling of repulsion from those cold words.

"What's your name?" Zong Ji still grabbed him, eager for an answer.

"My name is Tang Qi." Qi Chongyan quickly made up a pseudonym for himself. Tang was his mother's surname.

He didn't think about what would happen when Zong Ji found out that he had been cheated, because he didn't even dare to think about it!

"Tang Qi." Zong Ji said his name once, with a smile on his face, "My name is Zong Ji."

He was in a good mood, and even his cough subsided.

"How long have you had a cold?" Qi Chongyan led him to sit down in the rest area, feeling his attitude, Qi Chongyan felt that it was a correct decision for him not to tell him his real name.

"In a few days, I feel better." Zong Ji told everyone that he felt better, but there was no sign of improvement at all.

"I know an old Chinese doctor. He is very good at medical skills. He is near the film and television city. How about I take you to have a look?" Qi Chongyan didn't believe a word of what Zong Ji said, "Aren't you still filming? Coughing can also affect the state."

It is impossible to have no influence, Zong Ji can feel that after each filming, Director Fang will wait for a long time for him to rest before letting him continue to play.

"Then take a look?" Zong Ji doesn't like hospitals, but he can barely accept Chinese medicine.For him, the smell of traditional Chinese medicine is much better than that of disinfectant.

"I'll call him first." Qi Chongyan took out his mobile phone and explained to him, "The old man opened a Chinese medicine pharmacy after he retired from the hospital. I'll ask if he's in today."

Knowing that the other party was visiting the Chinese pharmacy today, Qi Chongyan immediately took a taxi to take Zongji there.

The old man is almost 70 years old, he looks very energetic, and speaks with full of air.He put his hand on Zong Ji's veins and asked him to open his mouth and stick out his tongue.

"You young people just don't take your body seriously. If you cough like this, you will procrastinate, and if you procrastinate, you will have chronic pneumonia or even asthma."

The old gentleman wrote a prescription for Zong Ji while admonishing him.

Qi Chongyan stood beside Zong Ji, watching the child being trained to bury his head, revealing a section of snow-white nape, he rubbed his fingers twice and leaned in quietly, their arms were stuck together.

Zong Ji looked up and gave him a grateful smile.

"Is it convenient to boil the medicine?" Zong Ji shook his head, and the old Chinese doctor wrote the prescription and handed it to the person in charge of dispensing the medicine behind him: "Then you wait for two hours to get it."

The smell of many kinds of Chinese medicine was mixed in the pharmacy, and the smell was slightly bitter, which stained his body. Zong Ji raised his sleeve and smelled it, and felt that he was also covered with the smell of Chinese medicine.

"What about you, haven't you committed any of your old problems recently?" The old man turned his gaze to Qi Chongyan, with a familiar tone, and stretched out his hand to signal Qi Chongyan to take his pulse.

Old problem?What old problem?

Zong Ji looked at Qi Chongyan suspiciously, his eyes covered with worry.

"It's okay." Qi Chongyan raised his sleeves to show his wrists, and whispered a word of reassurance.

After finishing with one hand, switch to the other, the old man's serious face gradually loosened, and Zong Ji's hand on the desk was tightly clenched, even more nervous than Qi Chongyan.

"The pulse is good, so I won't prescribe you any medicine. Pay attention to maintaining your mood."

Qi Chongyan heard the child's voice of relief, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.Zong Ji didn't ask what the specific old problem was, it was Qi Chongyan's privacy, and he would not pry into it.

"Thank you for helping me so much. Have you eaten? If not, I will treat you."

After leaving the pharmacy, it was already the first lights outside, and the air he breathed was full of coolness. Zong Ji coughed twice. After the old man prescribed the prescription, he massaged Zong Ji’s acupoints a few times. The cough was not as uncomfortable as before. Zong Ji’s frowning brows relaxed. .

"Okay." Qi Chongyan walked half a step in front of Zong Ji. He was tall and could block the wind.

The surroundings seemed to be getting warmer. Zong Ji stopped coughing and asked Qi Chongyan what he wanted to eat. He looked at a small shop across the road. The name of the health-preserving medicinal food was written on the photo, "I'll treat you to a big meal after you get better from your cold." Bar."

The child has grown quite a bit in the past six months, but there is not much flesh on his body, and his thin appearance makes Qi Chongyan suspect that he may be lighter than before.

Crossing the road to the small shop opposite, the proprietress greeted them with a smile.Asking what they would like to eat, Qi Chongyan pointed at Zong Ji and asked the proprietress to recommend dishes suitable for him.

After eating slowly, he went back to the Chinese pharmacy to get the boiled medicine. Zong Ji frowned and looked at the bags of brown liquid, feeling bitter before he drank it.

"Good medicine tastes bitter and is good for the disease." Qi Chongyan saw through his thoughts, "You wouldn't secretly drain or throw him away, would you?"

"Of course not!" Zong Ji never wastes money, if he really didn't want to drink medicine, he wouldn't come at all.

Xiao Zhao sent a message reminding that there was still half an hour before the filming of the night scene. Qi Chongyan took Zong Ji to the hotel and handed him the bag containing the traditional Chinese medicine: "Take the medicine well, I'll go first."

"Where are you going?" Zong Ji asked in surprise.

"Filming."

The situation just now flashed through Zong Ji's mind like a revolving lantern. He originally thought that meeting Tang Qi was just a coincidence, but now it seems that the other party is clearly waiting for him in the hotel lobby.

He knew he had a cold, so as soon as he opened his mouth, he asked himself if his cold was better, not if he had a cold.

"Thank you." Thousands of words finally merged into two words, Zong Ji waved to him, "Hurry up and go to filming, don't be late."

Qi Chongyan's figure disappeared into the gradually flying white snow and landed on his dark coat.Zong Ji stood at the entrance of the hotel for a while before turning around and entering.

The traditional Chinese medicine in his hand was heavy and still slightly warm, Zong Ji opened the bag, and on the top was a pack of red milk candies.

The phone screen lit up, and a message from Tang Qi lay in the text box: Remember to eat sugar after taking the medicine, I wish you a speedy recovery.

The dark brown Chinese medicine had an unpleasant smell, and the old man also prescribed Coptis chinensis. Zong Ji finished drinking it with his nose pinched, his face wrinkled into a ball.

Fortunately, there is also milk sugar he prepared.

The rich milky aroma and sweet taste explode in the mouth, dispelling the bitterness brought by traditional Chinese medicine.

The old Chinese medicine recommended by Qi Chongyan was very effective. After Zong Ji drank the traditional Chinese medicine, his cough was completely cured. There was still more than half of the milk sugar left, so he put it away. Only when he was the most tired, he secretly took out one as comfort or reward.

In the twinkling of an eye, it was the 22nd of the twelfth lunar month, and Zong Ji got up to accept the red envelopes from Aunt Sun and Liu Wang first.

Taking out the last milk candy, Zong Ji clasped his hands together and wrapped it in his palm, bowed his head and silently made a wish, then tore off the candy wrapper and ate it in one bite: "Happy birthday to me."

Three wishes are too extravagant, one is enough for him.

After eating a bowl of noodles with eggs in the hotel restaurant, Zong Ji took the thermos cup and boarded the crew bus.

The breath of cold winter enveloped the northern city of Hebei, and the temperature dropped day by day. Zong Ji jumped out of the car wrapped in a thick down jacket. The black and white down jacket made him look like a little penguin jumping down. .

After entering the room, Zong Ji shook off the coolness on his body, first took off the mask, then gloves, scarf, hat, and down jacket, a light down vest and a sweater inside.

However, after taking off the down jacket, Zong Ji didn't take it off again. People in the big dressing room kept coming in and out, and the cold air kept pouring in, dissipating the heat brought by the heating.

It was still early, and the voices that greeted each other carried a lingering sense of drowsiness. Zong Ji was infected by the successive yawns, and quietly opened his mouth and yawned.

After putting on makeup, Zong Jili went to the dressing room to put on Gao Sheng's suit. He took off his down vest and sweater, revealing his thin body wrapped in two layers of thermal underwear.

Zong Ji, who traveled from Xiang City to northern Hebei, was like a migratory bird flying in the opposite direction for the winter, struggling hard in the harsh winter.

Walking out of the dressing room, Zong Ji couldn't help shivering from the cold wind blowing towards his face.Holding a thermos bottle filled with boiling water, Zong Ji found a place with a leeward but out of sight view and sat down to review today's scenes.

His back was straight, as if what he was sitting on was not a small five-yuan stool in the wholesale market, but a grand master's chair in the main hall of Gao Zhai.

Zong Ji is not Gao Sheng, his words and deeds are nothing more than imitations, imitations of the characters he constructed from scripts and various Republican dramas.

So he has never been in the play, and every time he takes off his costume, his steps will change from the high and steady to the brisk of a young man.

His state made Dao Lue a little regretful. If Zong Ji could fully enter the play, then Gao Sheng would definitely be endowed with a deeper soul.But Fang Dao also understood that the current Zong Ji could not reach this step.

I don't know which director he will complete his real transformation under, Director Fang is looking forward to that day very much.

Wrapped back into the appearance of the little penguin, Zong Ji hopped out of the set.

No one in the crew knew that today was his birthday. Zong Ji was not disappointed. Looking at Liu Wang who was waiting at the door, his eyes exposed outside the mask instantly turned into two crescent moons.

"Happy birthday!" Liu Wang stroked his hair through the hat. The days are short and the nights are long in winter, and the sky is not very bright at this moment. He still has a panoramic view of Zong Ji's changing expression.

No one knows the exact date of Zong Ji's birth. The date on the ID card was casually mentioned by Grandma Zong when she registered for Zong Ji. It has no special meaning, so Grandma Zong designated the day she picked up Zong Ji as the child. My birthday is on the 22nd of the twelfth lunar month, which happens to be the beginning of spring.

Liu Wang's birthday was celebrated at home. Mrs. Sun made a big table of delicious dishes and invited relatives and friends to have a lively meal.

Zong Ji's birthday should also be lively and lively.

Liu Wang started preparations half a month in advance, and the double-layer cake was ordered and delivered directly to the hot pot restaurant.Zong Ji walked into the box, eighteen candles in the darkness glowed warmly, reflecting smiling faces.

"Happy birthday to you...happy birthday to you..."

They sang the birthday song in time with their hands, and Zong Ji made his morning wish again, and then blew out all the candles in one breath.

"Auntie, why are you here!" After blowing out the candles, he suddenly hugged the arms of the people around him, and Aunt Sun came too!

Liu Wang went to pick up the person at the station at noon. In order to surprise Zong Ji, both mother and son kept him a secret.

From Zong Ji's smile, it can be seen that he is really, really happy.

This was Zong Ji's first birthday after Grandma Zong left, and Aunt Sun had been thinking about it all the time, so she simply killed the Nian pig in advance and came to northern Hebei to celebrate Zong Ji's birthday.

Then play for a few more days, and wait for the two children to go back together after vacation.

Zong Ji cut the birthday cake into pieces, the soft and sweet cream melted on the tip of the tongue, and the dopamine in the brain kept secreting, full of happiness.

Knowing that someone is having a birthday today, the hot pot restaurant also played a happy birthday song halfway through the meal, and the waiter came in with a fruit plate with small fireworks sticks inserted in it.

Zong Ji was half happy and half shy, his face was as red as a watery peach.

"Ma'am, go back and sleep in my room." Zong Ji stopped the taxi and let Aunt Sun and Liu Wang sit in it, "I'm staying in a hotel, and I can take the crew's car to the set in the morning, which is more convenient."

Zong Ji talked about many benefits of staying in a hotel, and let Aunt Sun relax and sleep in his room.If you live at home, you have to walk for more than half an hour to get off the bus, which is too exhausting in the cold winter months.

Only then did Aunt Sun let go of Zong Ji: "Then be careful on the road."

Zong Ji waved his hands at Aunt Sun and Liu Wang, covered his hot face, and showed a slightly silly smile.

He drank some wine at night, and his consciousness was a little bit unconscious. The colorful lights hanging on the street trees flickered and magnified in his eyes, just like the fireworks lit on the fruit plate just now.

splendid, bright.

Alcohol gradually anesthetized his nerves, Zong Ji walked more and more slowly, and finally squatted down on the edge of the flower bed near the hotel entrance.

On this day last year, he made an appointment with his grandma to celebrate his birthday together.

Zong Ji took out the drawstring wallet from his bag, took out the banknotes inside, and poured out two dimes from the bottom.The coin is warmed by body temperature and exudes a metallic luster.

These two coins were found by Aunt Sun from Grandma Zong when she changed her shroud.

There is a custom in the village that when the old man leaves, the money he carries with him is the wealth left to future generations, but now it has become the sustenance of Zong Ji's longing.

The coin that came into contact with the air gradually cooled down, and Zong Ji warmed it up again with the palm of his hand: "Grandma, I miss you so much."

Qi Chongyan saw a person squatting beside the flower bed from a distance, his face could not be seen clearly, only his soft black hair was exposed, which gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

He slowed down to let Xiao Zhao go up first, and then turned to the flower bed.

The faint scent of wine mixed with the scent of milk entered his nose, and Qi Chongyan squatted down.

Two black clusters, one big and one small, like giant mutated mushrooms.

Hearing the sound of clothes rubbing, Zong Ji raised his head, his body was shaking in surprise, Qi Chongyan reached out to support his back to prevent the back of his head from having intimate contact with the flower bed.

Zong Ji continued to squat steadily: "Why are you here?"

The aroma of wine and milk is stronger during the speech, and even the voice seems to be full of milk.

"Why aren't you happy?" Qi Chongyan didn't take away Zong Ji's back hand, and could feel the child's spine through layers of clothes.

The young man's figure is thin but soft, and his shoulders are not as broad as Qi Chongyan's, so it doesn't matter if he is not strong enough.

"I'm not unhappy." Zong Ji blinked, completely unaware that his soggy eyelashes had betrayed him, "Today is my birthday, and I ate cake, how could I be unhappy!"

As he spoke, he nodded emphatically, as if trying to convince himself.

In addition to the aroma of wine and milk, Zong Ji still had the residual smell of hot pot. It was not difficult to see that he had just celebrated his birthday with his friends.

Well, Qi Chongyan instantly thought of his own age, 28, there is a ten-year difference between them.

As expected, he was still a child, Qi Chongyan let go of his hand: "Wait for me a moment."

He quickly got up and walked away. After Zong Ji couldn't see his back, he lowered his head and shrunk in silently.

I don't know how long it took, maybe 5 minutes, or 10 minutes, or even longer, when Qi Chongyan appeared beside Zong Ji with a bag.

His breath was unsteady, and his breathing was rapid and heavy, as if he had just experienced a rapid run.

"Here, the white sweet potatoes you want."

The steaming roasted sweet potato was broken open in Qi Chongyan's hands, and the familiar smell made Zong Ji forget to breathe for a moment.

Qi Chongyan put the roasted sweet potato, which was not so hot to the touch, in Zong Ji's palm: "You should prefer to eat it directly without a spoon."

Zong Ji took the roasted sweet potato in a daze, tore off the outermost layer of skin with his fingertips, and bit down.

The moist and sweet pulp wraps around the teeth warmly, and it can be swallowed without chewing.

Zong Ji was already very full at night, but he still ate up the roasted sweet potatoes that Qi Chongyan broke apart.

The smile returned to the child's face, Qi Chongyan secretly sighed that it was so easy to coax him, then lifted his arm and pulled him up.

Maybe it was because the night was so beautiful, or maybe it was because he was drunk, Zong Ji stood up and couldn't help but buried his face in the comforting chest in front of him.

"Thank you." A muffled voice came from the chest, and the vibration felt like a tiny electric current rushed to the limbs and bones.

Qi Chongyan used the greatest self-control to recover the consciousness that was blown away by Zong Ji's hug, and the hand hanging by his side was itchy.

Finally, he gently hugged his hands——

"what!"

There was a scream from the side of the road, and as soon as their arms were touched, the two turned their heads in an instant, but only saw a fleeing figure.

"puff--"

The charming atmosphere disappeared, and I don't know who laughed first. In the middle of the night, two black shadows suddenly appeared beside the flower bed, which is really easy to scare people.

Qi Chongyan hid the regret in his heart, touched Zong Ji's hair, and handed him the bag: "Happy birthday, go back to rest early."

If he wasn't Tang Qi, he should have entered the hotel with Zong Ji now.

But at this moment, he can only lie that he lives in another place, and watch Zongji leave.

The birthday presents in a bag were very simple, a gold pen, and three individually wrapped baked sweet potatoes.

Qi Chongyan didn't know Zong Ji's birthday, and worried that he would wait too long, so he gave away his most-used pen.

There is also a note in the bag: I wish you to become the brightest star in the history of film - Qi.

It was Tang Qi's Qi, and it was also Qi Chongyan's Qi.

Xiao Zhao went back to the hotel first, and Qi Chongyan secretly kept one of the white sweet potatoes that Qi Chongyan asked him to buy. He wanted to see what kind of taste made Director Qi so worried about it.

Xiao Zhao was full of anticipation for the white sweet potato that he bought after a lot of effort. He heated the sweet potato wrapped in tin foil in the microwave, opened it and took a tentative bite.

What, it's watery, and there's no sweetness yet.Xiao Zhao finished eating in disgust, and threw the skin and tin foil into the trash can.

Director Qi's taste is really different.

On the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, the crew of "Night" started to clean up the venue. They were going home for the New Year, and they would start work on the seventh day of the twelfth lunar month.

On the morning of the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, Zong Ji returned to the Mingguang Community with his suitcase. Liu Wang finished his work ahead of schedule and played with Aunt Sun in northern Hebei for a few days, waiting for Zong Ji to go on vacation.

The crew of "Night" notified the holiday time a long time ago, so they were able to grab the high-speed rail tickets back to Hunan City in advance.

Other festival crews generally do not have holidays, but many crews during the Spring Festival will still be released for a few days, except for those who are in a hurry.

Zong Ji opened the suitcase and took out a few signed photos of Chen Shan, an old movie star. Chen Shan has acted in many classic TV dramas and is Auntie Sun's favorite male star. "Night" invited him to play the role of the commander. Zong Ji looked for opportunities to help Sun The aunt asked for an autograph.

"Oh, how embarrassing this is!" Aunt Sun blushed and quickly hid the photo.

"What's so embarrassing about it, who can't be a star?" Liu Wang hadn't seen his mother so happy for a long time, and when he glanced sideways, he noticed that her hair at the temples was almost white, and he couldn't help but feel a sore nose.

After packing up the things to take back, the three of them took a taxi to the high-speed rail station.

The high-speed railway station was crowded with people, and the actors who had been drifting in northern Hebei for a year returned home one after another, but the film and television city did not seem too empty because of this.Especially this year, the film and television city will hold a large temple fair for seven consecutive days. From the [-]th of the new year to the sixth day of the first month, there will be more tourists coming and going.

"It's okay, let's go back first, come back on the fifth day, and go to the temple fair for a day on the sixth day."

The film and television city also held a temple fair the year before last, Liu Wang participated in it, and planned to take Zong Ji to play.

"Okay." Zong Ji put on a mask, and his voice was a bit muffled. Liu Wang had caught a cold last time, so he didn't dare to let him catch the cold again.With a black cotton mask and the hat that came with the down jacket, Zong Ji only had a pair of eyes exposed.

The popularity of "Blooming" on the Internet made Zong Ji's Weibo fans gradually reach five figures, and many people called his brother on his Weibo every day.

"Good morning, brother~" "What are you doing today, brother~" "Brother, remember to wear more clothes to cool down today" "My brother, please post more Weibo~"

Zong Ji likes his fans very much, he has received their kindness, and naturally he will do his best to satisfy their requests.

Zong Ji V: It’s time to go home for the New Year, and everyone should celebrate the New Year happily~

Director Xu helped him get the orange V logo, and now he is also an officially certified actor.

"Woooooh, I'm still at work, the boss won't let me go QAQ"

"Is my brother on vacation? It's great!"

"Wow, train tickets are too hard to get, is there any sister to help me QAQ"

"Already at home~"

"My brother is so good, I really post more on Weibo!"

Zong Ji clicked on the link sent by the fan who robbed the train ticket, helped her click on the support, and left a message asking if the ticket was bought.

"I got it!!! Thank you brother! My brother actually helped me grab the ticket, I am so touched!!!"

The other party was as happy as winning the lottery, Zong Ji replied with a smile that she just bought the ticket, and wished her a happy Chinese New Year.

Can it still work like this?The rest of the fans who did not get tickets followed suit.

Zong Ji clicked a few, and finally told everyone with regret that he had used up his assist times today and could no longer click the assist button.

"Hahaha, why is my brother so cute, I'm going to cry because of being cute!"

"I was prepared to not go back if I couldn't get a ticket, but it turned out to be so simple? I told my mother that I was going home for the Chinese New Year and she was so happy! Thank you brother! I love you brother! "

The number of Zong Ji's fans increased by a quarter, and the "Blooming" official Weibo reposted his Weibo: Are there any cuties who didn't grab the train ticket?My brother doesn't have the number of assists, but we still have more~

And such good things?

No matter whether they got a train ticket or not, curious netizens came up to join in the fun, and finally made the topic of "Shengkai help you grab a train ticket" a hot topic.

"Blooming" has been promoted for so long and has not been hit a few times. After all, the audience of literary films is small, and the Chinese New Year is approaching, and other film crews competing for the Spring Festival are desperately trying to make "Blooming" almost crowded. Gone.It is not an exaggeration to say that the popularity promoted by Zong Ji this time can at least help increase the box office of "Blooming" by half.

"You are really the little lucky star of our crew." Director Xu praised Zong Ji over and over again on the phone. He only waited for the movie to be released and the first day's box office came out, and immediately gave Zong Ji a red envelope.

The finished film of "Blooming" has already been edited. Regardless of other things, Director Xu is very satisfied. He dare not think about it, but it will definitely make money.

"It would be great if I could help the crew." Zong Ji hadn't seen Director Xu and the others for a long time. After "Blooming" was finished, they were busy running promotions and never returned to the film and television city.

"By the way, brother, are you free on the third day of junior high school? The crew of the third junior high school has a road show at the Xiangshi Cinema. If you are free, come and participate, and I will pay you."

The exterior scenes of "Blooming" were filmed in Xiangshi, so Xiangshi was also arranged in the roadshow plan.Although Zong Ji doesn't have a lot of roles in the play, it is no problem to participate in the road show as a supporting role that appeared for more than ten seconds in the trailer.

"free."

Zong Ji doesn't need to visit his relatives during the Chinese New Year, and he has enough time to attend the road show.

Director Xu then added Zong Ji to the list of roadshows, and asked the accountant to pay him a salary of [-], and made an appointment with the time and place before going on to other things.

Zong Ji was wearing a down jacket with a thermal underwear and a sweater when he got on the high-speed train from Hebei. He is thin and more afraid of the cold than ordinary people.

Arriving in Xiang City, Zong Ji first went to the bathroom and took off his sweater. Northern Hebei, where the temperature is more than ten degrees below zero, is completely different from southern Hunan, where the temperature has never dropped below zero.

Liu Wang didn't wear a down jacket directly, and only put on a coat that Hebei wears in autumn.

Aunt Sun was wearing a down jacket, which the brothers went to Tianhe Square to pick out not long after they moved to the new house. The color was festive red.

As soon as she got home and put down her things, Mrs. Sun started preparing for the New Year's Eve dinner. The kitchen was always filled with the smell of food. Zong Ji hadn't heard it since he came back. His mouth was full of croquettes and meat.

Gao Sheng's body requirements are not as strict as Ji Le's, and Zong Ji knows it well, no matter how fat he is, he will have no problem.

Liu Wang also let go of eating, and Mrs. Sun didn't bother them, and prepared three boxes of stomach-strengthening and Xiaoshi tablets in the house.

Zong Ji cleaned the old house next door. Although Aunt Sun often helped to open the door for ventilation, the long-term unoccupied house still gave the old house a decaying atmosphere.Zong Ji took down Grandma Zong's portrait and wiped it clean with a handkerchief. The old man in the black and white picture smiled kindly.Zong Ji didn't dare to look at it any more, and raised his hand to hang it up.

After a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner on New Year's Eve, the three of them sat on the sofa in the upstairs living room to watch the Spring Festival Gala together.

Both crew groups on the phone were giving out red envelopes, and he couldn't grab them at all.

Zhou Jiajia: My brother is also very lucky, so many times he is the king of luck?

Zong Ji was preoccupied with grabbing the red envelopes, and didn't even have time to see who was the lucky king. After seeing the news from Zhou Jiajia, he clicked on the records of the newly opened red envelopes one by one. Sure enough, it was him seven times out of ten.

Director Xu: My brother, tell me that Blooming Blossom is a big hit at the box office!Let's be European!

As he wished, Zong Ji said three times in a row in the group that Blooming is a big hit at the box office.

Zhou Jiajia had the worst luck in grabbing red envelopes that night. She took a few pictures and posted them on Weibo: Probably this is the difference between Ouhuang and Feiji.

Director Xu and the others replied one after another: Yes!

Netizens were overjoyed, thinking that the people in this crew are so down-to-earth.

At first, everyone thought that Zhou Jiajia was the kind of aloof Bai Fumei, but after paying attention, they realized that it was all an illusion. Zong Ji's "brother" was called from her.

Therefore, Zhou Jiajia still has the affectionate title, Miss Jia.

"Mom, turn down the volume on the TV."

Liu Wang was sending a message to someone, and when he looked back, Zong Ji was leaning on the sofa and fell asleep at some point, with his phone dropped beside him.

Seeing that Zong Ji was asleep, Aunt Sun turned down the volume of the TV to four.

"There will be cannons going off outside later, so you take your brother to the back room to sleep, don't be shocked."

Aunt Sun lowered her voice, Liu Wang stared wide-eyed, did the mother think it was ten years ago?Zong Ji is taller than him now, how can I hug him?

"Let's wait for my brother to fall asleep." Zong Ji was easy to wake up when he fell asleep, but he would be unshakable when he fell asleep.

After about half an hour, Liu Wang put down his phone and helped Zong Ji up from the sofa.

Only after he tried hard did he realize that the child was far less heavy than he had imagined.

Aunt Sun held her hand, and Liu Wang bent down: "Mom, please help me carry my brother on my back, and I will carry him to the bedroom."

Zong Ji uttered a raving sound on Liu Wang's back, light and light, like a milk doll.

After setting up the people, Liu Wang gave Zong Ji the mobile phone left in the living room and put it on the bedside table.The sound of crackling firecrackers gradually came from outside. Liu Wang stared at Zong Ji's sleeping face and whispered, "Brother, Happy New Year."

Aunt Sun came out with a firecracker, and Liu Wang took out the lighter: "Mom, let me come."

In previous years, when Liu Wang didn't come back, Auntie Sun lived with Zong Ji, her grandson and grandson. Although she wasn't deserted, her heart was always empty. Now that Liu Wang is back, her heart is also empty.

Liu Wang took the firecrackers to the yard and set them off. Mrs. Sun waited for him in her coat. The TV sang Unforgettable Tonight, and the new year came.

Zong Ji had a very long dream. In the dream, the box office was in full bloom. Director Xu and the others were all smiling. He was standing under countless spotlights, and everyone was calling his name.

Street lights were installed in the village, among which the one under several big banyan trees was the brightest. Everyone in the village laughed and chatted under the banyan trees, and they were not in a hurry to go back when it was dark.

It was still early, they said.

Zong Ji is a big star, they said.

Our Chun'er will definitely be a big star in the future, grandma said.

"grandmother."

Zong Ji opened his eyes, everything was a phantom, the sky was bright outside the window, Zong Ji stretched his waist: "Grandma, Happy New Year."

Opening the pillow, two red envelopes of different sizes were lying on it, Zong Ji pinched it, the thick one must have been given by him, Brother Wang.

There were many blessings from many people on the phone. He accidentally fell asleep last night and didn't see any of them.Zong Ji sat up on the bed, replied one by one, and went to the group to open the remaining red envelopes.

Qi Chongyan received two New Year greetings from Zong Ji, one was for Tang Qi and the other was for him. The contents were different, so it seemed that they were not sent in groups.

He himself has more than one WeChat ID. Director Xu pushed to Zong Ji his work WeChat, and he gave Zong Ji his personal account as Tang Qi.

The friends on his private account are not from the circle, so it is impossible for Zong Ji to have mutual friends with him.

Zong Ji asked Tang Qi about his New Year's plan before leaving the film and television city, and he was relieved when he heard that he would return to his hometown.For some reason, Tang Qi always gave him the feeling of being alone and having no friends.

Qi Chongyan replied to Zong Ji with a happy new year using his work account number, then switched to Tang Qi, and first sent out a red envelope for New Year greetings.

The random amount on WeChat is not large, and it took Qi Chongyan a long time to shake one that is not a single digit, which is very inconsistent with Qi Chongyan's identity, but now he is Tang Qi who is acting as a stand-in in the crew.

Zong Ji received the red envelope, and sent a crazy kowtow emoji: Thank you boss!

After a brief chat, Zong Ji ran downstairs in his slippers, where Mrs. Sun was making glutinous rice balls.Before Liu Wang woke up, Zong Ji washed his hands and wrapped it with her.

The glutinous rice ball stuffing is fried with lard, peanuts, sugar and sesame seeds. After cooking, it melts in the soft and glutinous glutinous rice balls, and the mouth is full of sweetness.

After the glutinous rice balls were cooked, the old man had to be worshiped first. Zong Ji went upstairs to wake Liu Wang up, and brought a glutinous rice balls to worship next door.

Although the two families are as close as one family, they still have to be separated in some customs.

After eating glutinous rice balls, the three of them carried incense candles to the grave according to Qingxi's tradition.Most of the migrant workers in the village have returned, and the village is much more lively than usual.

Liu Wang also met many playmates who grew up together, and his friend Zong Ji also knew them all.In the past, Liu Wang took Xiao Zongji with him wherever he went, and the two were inseparable from Meng Bulijiao, and now they were walking together again, and everyone couldn't help but tease a few words.

"Come and play when you are free." They greeted Liu Wang.

"Okay." Liu Wang agreed, but both of them were a little distracted today, and they were destined to have no way to go and play with them.

"Blooming" was officially released on the first day of the Lunar New Year, and the Spring Festival file was like a fight between gods and gods. Director Xu didn't order the screening in advance, and everyone was nervously waiting for the feedback from those who had finished watching the first wave of movies.

Fortunately, the early publicity was in place, and there were many people who came out to watch the movie. The sales of the first batch of movie tickets were not bad, not lower than Director Xu's expectations.

The first stop of the "Blooming" road show was the UM Cinema in Tianhe Square in North Hebei. Director Xu, Zhou Jiajia and others walked into the cinema lounge ahead of schedule.

For them, the lounge is not for rest.

There are posters and postcards prepared in advance in the lounge, and they need to complete a series of autographs and a series of interactive work with the theater before the end of the film.

If you move quickly, you may be able to rest for a few minutes.

Director Xu almost stayed up all night last night. He couldn't fall asleep. As long as he closed his eyes, his mind would be filled with movies. He expected the success of "Blooming" more than anyone else.

The makeup artist put on a little makeup on him, otherwise his complexion would be too ugly. On the first day of the road show, with so many media outside, Director Xu couldn't show his dispirited look.

"Don't worry Director Xu, we'll be fine."

Zhou Jiajia's outfit today is very similar to Ji An's outfit in the movie. She has two braids, which looks extraordinarily youthful and energetic.

Most of the people who bought the first batch of shows were workers in the film and television related industries.