hand in hand rebirth

Lake Como is located in a basin at the southern foot of the Alps, 50 kilometers northeast of Milan. It is surrounded and divided by several mountains. It is generally Y-shaped. It is a narrow and long lake and is one of the most prestigious tourist attractions in Italy. one.

The Wang family's villa is located in the central lake area, not far from the three most beautiful towns, Aggio, but the environment is quiet enough.The villa is built near the lake. It is a five-storey villa with an astonishing area. The white walls seem to blend in with the Alps in the distance under the sparkling light on the lake, which is breathtakingly beautiful.In addition to the main house, there is also a large racecourse, a dock that can park more than a dozen yachts, and even a lake area that belongs to the same owner as the land. It's also something to brag about.

A few years ago, Wang Zhongshan bought the original house from the Italian rich man he cooperated with by some means, and bought several adjacent pieces of land nearby. With today's considerable scale.

Today, this mansion, which looks mysterious and quiet to others, finally welcomes its owner.

"Afternoon tea is ready, do you want to use it on the balcony or in the greenhouse?" The ordinary-looking young man with a calm demeanor leaned over and lowered his eyebrows, and softly asked Gu Yuan who came down from the stairs.

Gu Yuan looked at him and blinked, then remembered, "You are Uncle Chen's nephew, right?"

The young man straightened his back and said with a smile, "My name is Chen Chu. You can call me Ah Chu from now on."

A smile appeared on Gu Yuan's face, "Ah Chu, the afternoon tea is ready in the conservatory." He suddenly remembered something, and asked, "By the way, what's fresh in the kitchen today?"

Chen Chu quickly recalled, "Fresh tomatoes and lettuce were delivered just an hour ago. As for fish, salmon and eels are all salvaged in the lake area, and they were delivered after they landed."

Hearing this, Gu Yuan couldn't help showing a hint of satisfaction in his eyes, and ordered: "Then ask the kitchen to make two more fish dishes and make them sweet."

Yesterday, after attending the opening of a new store of a certain big brand, Gu Qingming felt the airport in a hurry. He felt flustered when he got off the plane. He slept for most of the day. Gu Yuan estimated the time and asked the kitchen to make something to cushion his stomach.

As estimated by Gu Yuan, Gu Qingming had already woken up at this time. The long sleep had restored his mental and physical strength. Instantly lost the ability to organize words, his empty stomach seemed to know his embarrassment, and it rang in response to the situation. Gu Qingming laughed dumbly, put down the curtains, and walked into the bathroom.

When he put the towel on his head and wiped the water droplets on it, and walked out of the bathroom, he saw Wang Zhengye sitting on his bed, looking at the things in his hand leisurely.

Gu Qingming shook the towel, took out his script from Wang Zhengye's hand, and said dissatisfiedly, "Hey, who allowed you to read my stuff?"

Wang Zhengye has always been very tolerant of his bad temper. To him, these bad tempers are nothing more than the bright paws of a badly treated kitten, so he pretended not to hear Gu Qingming's questioning, and reached out to touch the cover of the script. "Is this your next movie?"

Maybe it was because this topic was scratching the surface, Gu Qingming didn't pursue his self-indulgence any more, he rarely showed a distressed expression in hesitation, and asked for advice: "Have you read it, how do you feel?"

"Pei Ku's script, directed by Cheng Wanli, and with a large investment, seems to be aimed at winning awards." Wang Zhengye said concisely, "It's just that the story is too dull."

This is where he has been hesitating, Gu Qingming thought about it.No matter from which point of view, participating in this film is a steady profit. The gold medal screenwriter, the national treasure director, and the investment that rushed in before the filming started, have added layer after layer to this film. Insurance, he and Chen Mingliang made it their first choice from the very beginning.

However, after reading the script thoroughly, Gu Qingming hesitated about this decision.Pei Ku is a master in the screenwriting world. In the early years, "The Wandering Land" and "The Good Man and the Faithful Woman" won two actresses and one actor. Seemingly plain and tasteful, it has always been his personal recognition. Gu Qingming The book in his hand is another masterpiece after five years of retreat.

Such a script may better cater to the aesthetics of some academic judges when judging awards, but it will definitely not please the audience with a wider range of choices. This movie can make him the best actor, but it cannot make him recognized by the public.This undoubtedly runs counter to the goal he set at the beginning. Gu Qingming fell into deep thought about how to choose between the actor and the audience.

The eyelids of the person in front of him were half closed, his mouth was slightly opened, and his brows were slowly getting tighter and tighter. For some reason, Wang Zhengye wanted to do something to make his brows loosen and he smiled.

He stretched out his hand to pinch Gu Qingming's face, and said slowly, ignoring his suddenly puffed cheeks: "Do you know Xia Shuangshi?"

"never heard of that."

"A rising star in the screenwriting world, the few scripts he has produced basically have a box office of over [-] million. His "Dead End" even broke a box office record once."

Gu Qingming raised one eyebrow.

Wang Chongshan waved the half pack of cigarettes he threw on the bedside into the trash can, "He came up with a new script, Lu He thought you would definitely choose Feng Ku, so he didn't send it to you, it was decided by others."

Upon hearing this, Gu Qingming was really unhappy.A company's resources are limited, and it must be inclined to different artists. Gu Qingming is now a veritable first brother. Of course, he should pick the best resources. Although he has a script that looks better, but he Being asked to leave without even looking at it inevitably made him feel unhappy that his territory had been violated.

"Don't frown, I'm just telling you to make you happy." Wang Zhengye stood up, took the towel from his hand and wiped his hair, "The script is good, the characters are pleasing, and the plot is a bit tasteful, although the director didn't decide what to do. They are big names, but they are good at this genre, you should go back and read the script carefully, and you won’t lose the award if you win the popularity of the audience.”

Wang Zhengye's hands pressed gently on the scalp with a little warmth, and the hair that Gu Qingming had kneaded into a bird's nest was carefully straightened out and dried one by one. Gu Qingming was so comfortable that he wanted to hum Hmph, it took me a long time to say, "Didn't you say that someone else has made a decision?"

Wang Zhengye sighed, and finally scratched Gu Qingmiao's hair.

Gu Qingming's neck was originally a sensitive area, but when it was blown by the warm air, it went numb from his scalp to his toes, and he was almost unable to move.

"I want to give you the best, and no one can take it away."

After saying this, Wang Zhengye lowered his eyes, took a towel, and began to wipe the water stains on the back of Gu Qingming's neck seriously.

Gu Qingming, whose neck was burning red from being blown up by this sentence, groaned for a long time, and said like a machine gun: "Why do you know my affairs so clearly? Who told you that I am going to make a movie? Also, Have you read the script I wrote? Why do you always worry about my trivial matters..."

Gu Qingming's chattering questioning did not anger Wang Zhengye at all. His eyes fell on that small, protruding bone. Time had changed the person in front of him too much, but occasionally, he could still be in a small corner. Here, I got a glimpse of the shy and well-behaved child from before.He knew that he had never been far away, but was forced to put on layer after layer of armor to protect himself carefully.

After dinner, Gu Yuan warmly invited Gu Qingming to accompany him to go fishing on the boat. Gu Qingming was finishing chess face to face with Wang Zhengye with his sleeves rolled up. He replied without moving, "No. Fishing is an activity for old people." He paused, looked up at Gu Yuan who was trying to refute, and quickly added another knife, "Especially for night fishing."

Feeling very hurt, Gu Qingming threw himself into Wang Chongshan's arms who would never say he was not, begging for comfort.Mr. Wang patted him on the back and gave Gu Qingming a look. Gu Qingming immediately pursed his lips, and refocused on the chessboard, trying to restore the tragedy that was over.

Perhaps it was Gu Qingming's phrase "the activities of the elderly" that really stimulated him. The yacht and fishing rod that were ready to go did not wait for their masters, so Gu Yuan dragged Wang Zhongshan's hand to a nearby town for a walk .It's a pity that Gu Qingming didn't know, otherwise the pair of eyes would have rolled even more. Isn't walking or something a part of retirement life?

The Wang family followed the custom in China and had dinner very early, which was still too early for the Italians who usually start dinner at nine o'clock.

The small restaurants and taverns in the small town have just lit up with warm orange lights, and there are souvenir vendors on both sides of the stone road who are planning to earn their last fortune before dinner.When Wang Zhongshan and Gu Yuan walked by, they attracted much attention because of their oriental faces, and the small stall owners greeted them warmly with silk products and handicrafts with Como characteristics.

Gu Yuan was taken aback by such extraordinary enthusiasm, and checked his and Wang Chongshan's clothes frequently. They were all in the usual vacation and casual style. The manufacturer's logo was either carefully embroidered on the inside of the hem or it was printed before sending it over. It has been cut off. Where did these hawkers come from? Can they recognize them as big customers who are absolutely capable of spending?

These peddlers are not shop assistants in boutiques. Of course, they can't develop a pair of abilities that can instantly calculate the total price of all the clothes on a person. They only rely on the distinctive oriental faces of Wang Zhongshan and Gu Yuan. The spending power of Chinese people is world-class As we all know, there is no precedent for a tour group to buy out a store in the past. Although Asians have similar looks, if they hit the right one, it will definitely be a big deal!

Wang Chongshan shielded Gu Yuan, who was a little dazed, behind him without any trace, and looked at him with focused and gentle eyes.

Want to buy something?Wang Chongshan asked with his eyes.

Gu Yuan glanced at the brightly colored silks and delicate and lovely souvenirs on the floor. He wanted to bring something for Huang Yujue, but...

Gu Yuan's gaze seemed to send a signal to the vendors, arousing their greater enthusiasm, and the shouting became louder.Gu Yuan shrank his neck quickly, and shook his head slightly at Wang Zhongshan, "Next time."

Go out of the area where small vendors gather, and then go in, it is the living area of ​​the town residents. There are more taverns and restaurants here, and a strong cheese aroma or tempting fragrance may waft from any inconspicuous corner shop. aroma of coffee.

At the entrance of a shop specializing in old art, an old man with thick white hair pulled down the rolling door and told Gu Yuan and Wang Chongshan regretfully that he was going home to have dinner with his granddaughter. Well come back tomorrow.

Looking at the handsome back of the old man gradually going away, Gu Yuan shrugged helplessly, Wang Chongshan smiled and rubbed his hair, and after thinking for a while, he suggested, "Why don't you find a place to have a drink."

Gu Yuan readily agreed.

After the injury, he rarely had the opportunity to touch alcohol, not to mention that Wang Chongshan took the initiative to mention it this time.

Half an hour later, they appeared together in the oldest and most Como-style tavern in the town.

Faint lights, people whispering around, pictures of the town landscape taken in different eras are hung on the wall, and a softly singing male voice slowly flows in the air.It is completely different from the historical environment of the tavern. The person working at the bar is a young man with a high nose bridge, blue eyes, and a heroic spirit. The conversation just now has let Gu Yuan know that he has just taken over the tavern from his father. , is the fourth generation owner here.

"Are you a couple?" The young man asked a question in English that only young people would ask so straightforwardly.

Gu Yuan and Wang Chongshan looked at each other with a smile, and replied, "Of course."

Gu Yuan also showed him his finger with the ring on it.

"Oh, the ring is very beautiful." The young man skillfully presented Wang Zhongshan with a whiskey salt plate and lemon, and then put his hands on the bar table, "I mean, you are also very suitable."

"Thank you." Gu Yuan smiled.He can see friendliness and kindness in the other person's blue eyes, which are as beautiful as Lake Como, so he doesn't mind showing his happiness to the other person.

Wang Chongshan shook his hand on the table, the two held hands tightly, and then parted.

"Oh, don't do this! Please! To single people, such an action is simply a naked/naked/naked demonstration!" The young man covered his face and said exaggeratedly.

"You are a liar, tell me, how many women have been fascinated by your blue eyes?"

"Why not a man?" The young man wiped the shaker with a white cloth, winked at Gu Yuan, and asked back.

Gu Yuan squinted his eyes and looked at him carefully from top to bottom, shook his head, and said with a sneer, "Liar, you are not."

The young man readily admitted that he was straighter than the Golden Gate Bridge, and then asked curiously: "Could it be that 'you' have installed radar on your body, otherwise how could you tell a person's 'straightness' at a glance?"

For a moment, those blue eyes flickered under the light, and its owner sneaked up to Gu Yuan's ear, and whispered in a low voice: "Then do you think that man who has been staring at your 'husband' is curvy or straight? ?”