Spring wasted

The production crew has been on the road for more than half a month, and the exterior scene of the canal is coming to an end. Liang Chi contacts Jiang Kuang every day and sends the behind-the-scenes photos of the production crew.

In the story, back to college days, Blue Star brought Chen Mo back to his hometown, Tangqi, a water town at the southernmost end of the canal, from the stuffy hospital during his summer vacation, allowing him to get in touch with the nature of the world and his family.

They ate the freshly caught fish in the canal, and learned how to make candied fruit from Blue Star's mother, and then Blue Star took him on board his cargo ship, and traveled along the canal from south to north and back again.

This is the most relaxing and warm part in the whole film. Lan Xing gave Chen Mo his home and everything he grew up with.

This afternoon, Jiang Kuang received another stack of photos on WeChat. There were many crew members on the cargo ship, who were arranging props and materials, and who were adjusting photography equipment. Yu Ye was talking to someone, while Liang Chi and Wen Liang were leaning against each other. The deck railing, the sun was right behind them, the backlight made people into a circle of golden light, the boat was still moving, and the hair of both of them was flying up and down.

The smile on his face belonged to a teenager, the kind of wantonness and sweetness that has never tasted the sadness in the world.

Jiang Kuang put the photo to the largest, and looked at Liang Chi's smile inch by inch. His thick eyebrows were curved, his eyes were smiling like crescent moons, and his lips were wide open. Looking at Jiang Kuang, he unconsciously laughed too. This guy is It can infect people, it's naive, stupid and easy to deceive.

A few words coaxed him to go to drink with him, he was still angry, but cooking him delicious food could make him forget that he was angry. In the entertainment industry full of people, I don’t know how I have been around for so many years of.

"This is the last scene of the day. Director Yu is waiting for the sunset in the evening. It will be finished after filming." Liang Chi sent a message.

"It seems to be going well, how is this trip, are you tired?"

"It's okay, I'm not as tired as I imagined, the canal is really beautiful, brother, you must come and see it next time."

"Okay, I went there once a long time ago, it was very memorable, so I wrote it into the story."

"Oh, by the way, I forgot that you are a screenwriter hahaha, so the next time the two of us are together, we will take a freighter, which is very special."

As the sun set, the two sat on the top of the freighter, facing the light and wind, and accompanied by the chug and roar of the ship all the way north, Jiang Kuang felt very happy just thinking about it, like wandering.

He longed for this kind of life, the freedom he yearned for but never obtained.

"Okay." He asked Liang Chi, "Where are you tonight?"

"After this filming, I will go back to Tangqi in the evening, and the crew will have a meal together. Tomorrow we will retreat first in Wenliang, and the rest of us will leave for the next location in the afternoon."

This is the end of Wen Liang's first half of the scene, and his next one will be on location in Seattle. Tonight's dinner is a small celebration and a farewell for Wen Liang. "Okay, I see." Jiang Kuang said, a thought popped up in his mind, he looked at the map to check the distance, Tangqi was about 4 hours' drive from Denghong City, and he wanted to meet someone tonight.

Liang Chi didn't ask him, and he didn't need to answer, but the feeling in his heart couldn't deceive anyone, he missed Xiao Liang.

Quietly asking one of the executive producers of the crew, Jiang Kuang knew the location of the hotel and restaurant where they stayed in Tangqi Town tonight, and then drove off directly.

The mood along the way was calm and joyful, and he forgot to refuel before departure. When he stopped at a gas station to refuel, Jiang Kuang suddenly realized that this was the first time he met someone with a longing mood.

He thought of a not-so-famous poem, "The moon in front of the window is the same as usual, but the plum blossoms are different." Because the host had a visitor in the cold night, everything that was ordinary in the house became unusual. Jiang Kuang watched the sun set , I feel that everything I see is different from before, and the ordinary scenery becomes unique and lovely because of the special mood.

He had never experienced such a mood before, and ran all the way to meet someone.

It was already dark when we arrived at Tangqi, but it was not too late. The crew hadn’t finished work yet, and Jiang Kuang didn’t tell anyone. He wandered around the ancient town. This was his second time here, the first time It was a long time ago.

With Lisi.

That was one of the few moments in my memory where I got along with Li Si in real harmony. He was only eight or nine years old. During the summer vacation, Li Si brought him to this ancient water town that had not been commercially developed. An ancient stone arch bridge spans the canal. When he was so happy running around on the bridge, Li Si stood at the end and looked at him with a smile.

Li Si didn't say why he brought him here, but he acted that he was very familiar with everything here, and the familiarity was mixed with a vague strangeness, like revisiting a place he hadn't been back for a long time.

They lived here for a week, Li Si could speak the local dialect, took Jiang Kuang to eat the best local dishes here, happily bought ingredients and taught him how to steam rice plastic, all of which were later written into the story by Jiang Kuang middle.

At that time, Li Si looked at one end of the canal, pointed to an empty place and said to Jiang Kuang, "Xiaochun, grandma lived there before, and mother lived there too."

When Jiang Kuang was a child, he seemed to understand, and his eyes couldn't see where he was referring, "Where is that?"

"It's a pier. There used to be many boats, and grandma lived on one of the boats."

"And now, does grandma still live there?"

Li Si shook her head: "Not anymore, grandma passed away a long time ago."

During that week, they didn't go to the "place where grandma lived" that Li Si pointed out, and they stayed in the small town until the people sent by Jiang Ruzhi found them. The door of the hotel room said: "Third wife, you should go back."

The short vacation is over, for Jiang Kuang when he was a child, and for Li Si too.

At this time, Jiang Kuang was walking in the small town in the night. After so many years, compared with other ancient towns, it still retains most of the original and simple traces. It is not a commercial ancient town, and there are not many people at night.

There is an old man selling loquats by the arch bridge. The loquats here are a specialty product with good varieties, thin skin, thick, sweet and juicy flesh. The old man sells them from evening to night, and there is still less than half of the big basket left. Jiang Kuang bought them all and asked the old man to help pick them out. At the entrance of the restaurant, he took it in again, preparing for the crew to come and eat together later.

All the boxes on the second floor were booked by the crew. Jiang Kuang moved into a box next to the window to sit. This restaurant is next to the canal, and the stone arch bridge across the river can be seen from the window. All vehicles can only drive to the river. On the other side, walk over the bridge again.

After more than half an hour, there was a loud noise coming from far and near outside the window. Jiang Kuang got up and saw familiar faces walking on the stone bridge.

The partners of the Fuhuadao working group, the photographers, Meizhi, the lighting engineer, and then the actors, Liang Chi and Wen Liang walked behind, and finally Yu Ye and Guan Pingshan.

Someone who was the first to walk downstairs in the restaurant raised his head inadvertently. When he saw Jiang Kuang standing by the window, he froze for a moment, and yelled behind him reflexively: "Brother Xiaoliang! Go faster! President Xiao Jiang is here!"

Everyone cheered inexplicably one after another. Jiang Kuang was a little confused, but he was also infected by this inexplicable enthusiasm. In the afternoon, he suddenly decided to come to Liang Chi. .

The people who arrived first didn't go upstairs, they all flocked to the downstairs door, waiting for Liang Chi to come and let him go up first.

Liang Chi was stunned when he heard the first exclamation, and looked in the direction of the restaurant in disbelief. He was still on the bridge, so he couldn't see who was in the small window, but there was a vaguely familiar figure.

Wen Liang pushed him: "What are you staring at? Go over there!"

After recovering from his senses, Liang Chi ran straight up, ran down the bridge, and the crowd automatically separated along the canal. The young people who watched the excitement clapped their hands, whistled, and cheered. Chi Dengdeng ran upstairs, went straight to Jiang Kuang's room, and rushed into Jiang Kuang's arms without even a buffer, and hugged him.

This guy, like a Mustang!

He gasped and laughed loudly in Jiang Kuang's ear. Jiang Kuang was hit by him and his chest hurt, but it happened to melt away the stagnant desire in his heart, and he laughed too.

"I miss you, brother." Liang Chi finally let go of him, his eyes sparkling, and the friends who went up to the second floor voluntarily went to other boxes, and they were the only ones in this room, "It was so sudden, so sudden , but... so happy." Liang Chi rambled on and on.

"Brother, are you not leaving tonight? Are you? I'll take you shopping tonight?" Liang Chi issued a warm invitation and plea.

"Well, okay, let's not go." Jiang Kuang smiled, stretched out his hand and rubbed the puppy in front of him that had been wagging its tail at him.