Eat this toad [Entertainment]

Liang Zijie was invited out by his assistant and hotel security.

Xie Zixin came out to smooth things over.The atmosphere in the restaurant returned to normal, and no one paid any attention to this matter.There were too many things to do the day before the opening ceremony, and no one was in the mood to gossip at such a time.Soon, this little episode was digested by everyone together with breakfast.

Only Su Jinjiang was secretly a little strange.Although Liang Zijie has not been very smart, he is still a normal adult.As a public figure, in a public place, but can't even grasp the most basic sense of propriety, this can no longer be said to be a failure, but close to dementia.

After a closer look, the festivities between him and Liang Zijie were nothing more than the reshoots of the scene, and no one stood in the way of anyone else, so it can be said that well water does not violate river water.It's just such a small thing, it should have passed by.Unexpectedly, Liang Zijie not only held his grudge till now, but also tended to intensify it.

Nine times out of ten, someone has been lighting the fire in the back.

This idea flashed in Su Jinjiang's mind.The most important thing right now is the film and television festival, so he temporarily put this issue aside.

After breakfast, Xie Zixin gave Su Jinjiang a room card, "The conference affairs team has vacated a room and cleaned it. You can live in it first, and then adjust it if it is not suitable."

The city's film and television festival lasts for a week. The first and last days are the opening and closing ceremonies respectively. The middle five days are film festivals and forums, interspersed with tours and banquets organized by the organizers.Except for the first two days, the schedule is relatively loose, there is no competition unit, and the main focus is on promotion and communication.

Su Jinjiang prepared the clothes to be worn in the next few days and hung them in the closet one by one.Just after hanging up, Wei Tan ran over to see him.

"It's broad daylight, do you need to keep an eye on it so closely? I'm so open and upright, I don't avoid people in everything I do, and I never close the door in the room." Su Jinjiang locked the door while talking, and drew the curtains tightly. In the room, there was a good atmosphere of dark moon and high wind and stealing chickens and dogs.

Wei Tan expressed deep contempt with his eyes.Su Jinjiang went over to hug him, "What are you doing standing here, you have a bed."

"Don't make trouble." Wei Tan took out a sleeping bag liner folded in a packing bag, "This is for you, for making the bed."

Su Jinjiang took it over, "Single one? What if two people can't sleep?"

Wei Tan didn't bother to pay attention to him, turned on the wall lamp, pushed open the closet door, and looked at Su Jinjiang's hanging clothes.

"Hey. You are a worrying life." Su Jinjiang sighed, "I'm such a big person, and it's not like I haven't stayed in a hotel. Are you the one?"

"As for." Wei Tan said.

The light from the wall lamp shone on his profile, making it look a little too good.Su Jinjiang really couldn't bear the power of this "side face kill", so he rushed forward and said, "You are a monster, do you know that? I am obviously a restrained person, but now I have become such a bohemian."

"I don't think I've ever noticed that you are restrained." Wei Tan said.

"Your words hurt feelings, and you have no level." Su Jinjiang was not happy, "You said it yourself, when you saw me in the company before, I used to walk along the wall. Isn't this restrained enough? I Should I shrink back into the wall?"

"You misunderstood." Wei Tan corrected him, "Introverted and obscene are not the same thing."

"..." Su Jinjiang choked, "Aren't you afraid that you were taken away? You couldn't say such things before."

"Oh. I didn't know you well before, so it's inconvenient to tell you directly." Wei Tan said lightly.

Every person who is cold and talkative has a little soul that loves to complain.Su Jinjiang believed it now.

"Let me ask you, is your head full of barrage every day?" Su Jinjiang patted his head, "Can I say something?"

"It depends." Wei Tan said, "What do you want to post?"

"Let me think about it." Su Jinjiang was thinking, "I have to post something that can circulate in your mind for a whole day." After thinking for a long time, he suddenly grabbed Wei Tan's shoulder and said affectionately: "Speak ,Look at me."

Wei Tan was puzzled: "What are you doing?"

"Engrave my beauty deep in your soul." Su Jinjiang said, "I thought about it, the barrage is too weak. Except for my big affectionate face, there is nothing worth playing in your mind for a whole day .”

Wei Tan: "..."

Su Jinjiang sighed, "Did you feel that the longer we spend together, the more we will collapse?"

"Yes." Wei Tan nodded honestly, "Besides, I don't watch horror movies."

Su Jinjiang froze for a moment, and realized that he was talking about his affectionate face, "You're in a hurry again, aren't you? Which horror movie have you seen with such a good-looking face? ——Wait a minute, it seems that there really is one .”

He suddenly remembered very depressingly that he had played a ghost in a low-budget horror film when he first debuted.Of course, the final result must be that the so-called "ghost" is nothing but the heroine's schizophrenic fantasy.

For him after his rebirth, this film was several years ago, and he almost forgot.Looking back now, that appearance is simply black history, and it definitely belongs to the category of "the works that artists most want to destroy".Fortunately, Wei Tan doesn't watch horror movies, otherwise he would feel embarrassed.

"Actually, you looked pretty good in that film." Wei Tan added insult to injury in time.

"Huh?" Su Jinjiang was shocked, "Don't you watch horror movies?"

"One time when I was on a plane, it was broadcast on TV. I just took a look and saw you appearing on stage." Wei Tan said.

"Damn!" Su Jinjiang almost died of anger, he couldn't say anything, "You are not allowed to watch it in the future. You are not allowed to watch the movies I acted in before."

"Oh." Wei Tan nodded, and emphasized: "It's really pretty."

"Okay, okay, one revenge is enough." Su Jinjiang resentfully said, "It's okay if I don't force you to look at my big face. You remind me of the unpleasant black history, so give me a kiss to comfort me. "

Wei Tan hugged Su Jinjiang's neck and slapped his face.

In fact, he was telling the truth. He really felt that Su Jinjiang was very handsome in that movie.At that time, "Hongmeng" was still casting. He received a call and flew back from the set to meet the director.Filming was very tiring, and he also suffered from the headaches caused by insomnia. The company asked him to switch to filming modern dramas, and he hated change.All kinds of things entangled his nerves, and at this moment Su Jinjiang broke into his eyes.

There are no lines, haunting the half-bright night, and then quietly disappearing.It was supposed to be a weird scene, but because of the handsome face of the person in the picture, it has a wonderful sense of beauty.

Wei Tan was attracted by this glimpsed figure.Although he knew it was a horror movie from the title, he still decided to watch it for a few minutes.

Putting on the earphones, there is a sleepy female voice in the background singing non-stop: Flowers are not flowers, fog is not fog.Come at midnight, go at dawn.How long does it come like a spring dream, and go like a cloud without a place to look for.

Accompanied by this background sound, the ghostly man reappeared.With a melancholy expression, different levels of emotions can be seen in the close-up, and there is something warm hidden in the dark background.These details may be overlooked at first glance, but after the plot unfolds and you look back at the previous plot, you can understand that such a performance is just right.

Wei Tan felt a little pity.Very superb acting skills, but it can't be fully revealed in the thin plot.

He recognized this actor and had seen him several times in the company. He didn't like to talk, and he walked against the wall, as if he always had a heavy heart.

After meeting the production team of "Hongmeng", he did something he had never done before: he recommended Su Jinjiang to the casting director.The casting director contacted the company, and Su Jinjiang's information was in the hands of the crew.

At that time, he did not expect that they would be able to get to where they are today.

"You can't just kiss the face, you have to kiss here." Su Jinjiang put his arms around his waist, pouted, "MUUUA."

Without hesitation, Wei Tan kissed him on the mouth.

"So good today?" Su Jinjiang was surprised, "Tell me, did you do something to apologize to me?"

"Tell you." Wei Tan put his chin on Su Jinjiang's shoulder, "I also like your previous appearance. As long as it is you, I like it."

“哟？嘴变甜了。”苏晋江笑，“你这吐槽的技能和情话的技能是绑定在一起的吧，要解锁都解锁？不过也是，光解锁吐槽技能会挨揍。”

"Hold me for a while." Wei Tan closed his eyes.

"Okay, let's hug for a while." Su Jinjiang also closed his eyes, and the two of them leaned their heads together.The fragrance on Wei Tan's body smelled like a dream, he was afraid that if he let go, the dream would wake up.

"Just stay by my side and don't go anywhere, okay?" Su Jinjiang said, "You don't have to do anything, just stay there, let me see you, hold you, and I'm not afraid of anything gone."

"Okay. You too." Wei Tan answered him.

The morning is the rehearsal for the opening ceremony.The guest groups and individuals participating in the meeting walked through the process in the order of entry, from the place of entry through the media area, followed a pre-determined tour route, and finally arrived at the main venue of the press conference.The route is very simple. Water signs and carpets have been arranged in advance. When you officially leave, you only need to keep up with the people in front, and at the same time maintain a suitable posture and expression for the media on both sides of the isolation fence.

Each artist on the host side can freely choose to join a guest team, there is no limit, as long as the other party agrees.

Su Jinjiang followed the Italian film crew.All members of this team can speak English, but everyone except the team leader has a relatively strong accent, and there will be no obstacles after getting used to it.

The director's surname is Bianco, which means pale in Italian.However, his complexion was not pale. On the contrary, his face was flushed, radiant, and he looked very happy.He was still very talkative, and after walking on the carpet for a while, he chatted with Su Jinjiang about Italian directors and movies.

Su Jinjiang has watched a lot of Italian movies, most of which were for listening practice in the audio-visual class, because the speech speed was too fast and it was painful to watch, so he can't remember much now.But this does not hinder their communication. Chatting is casual, and a plot or a group of pictures can be talked for a long time.

Halfway through the rehearsal route, when the topic came to Naldo Bertolucci's "The Last Emperor", a young man rushed up from behind, raised his participation card on his chest, and asked in English with a smile: "Sorry, can I join?"

Su Jinjiang saw this young man in the cafeteria in the morning, and he seemed to have come with Cheng Dao.Chestnut hair, clean and handsome, with a soft and bookish air.

The young man nodded to Su Jinjiang, and introduced himself: "My name is Yao Jing, I am a screenwriter, and I am currently cooperating with director Cheng XX. I like the style of Mr. Bianco's work very much. I would like to come here to say hello, I hope it will not be too abrupt .”

Su Jinjiang couldn't help but look at him more.Xie Zixin mentioned once that the "Song of White Snow" that Director Cheng is going to shoot is the book written by Yao Jing.

Director Cheng has a difficult temper, and he is well-known in the circle. When he gets angry, he catches someone and scolds him. All famous actors and screenwriters are yelled at as if one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven.

Besides cursing people on the set, Director Cheng was even more domineering when he changed the script. It was rumored that he ran away from the screenwriter in anger, and almost went to court because of the right to authorship.

But Xie Zixin said that Director Cheng discussed with Yao Jing when revising the script of "Song of White Snow".If Yao Jing insists that it cannot be changed, no matter how much Director Cheng blows his beard and stares, kicks the stool and overturns the table, he will still obey Yao Jing in the end.

For such a person, Su Jinjiang couldn't help being a little curious about him.

Although Yao Jing interjected into the conversation midway, her speech and demeanor were extremely polite and she never dominated the topic.It was not until the rehearsal route was almost over that he said: "Mr. Bianco, the Italian writer Calvino you mentioned just now is one of the writers I admire the most. In fact, a script I wrote recently is similar to one of his. It is related to the work, I wonder if you are interested in spending 30 seconds to listen to the outline of the story?"

When he said this, Su Jinjiang calmly measured the distance from here to the entrance of the main venue.At their current pace, it would indeed take about 30 seconds to complete the rehearsal route.Yao Jing should have been estimating their speed and remaining distance all the way, so that he could make his request at such a precise time point.

Mr. Bianco readily agreed.Anyway, there are only 30 seconds left, and it is not enough to start another topic. It is better to listen to the outline of the script.

The story that Yao Jing told next successfully attracted the attention of everyone in the team.

In 1973, Italian writer Italo Calvino published an experimental work "Castle with Crossed Fate".This is a very peculiar work of imagination, including two complete novels "Castle with Crossed Fate" and "Restaurant with Crossed Fate".

In the epilogue, the author wrote that there should have been a third article in the series, "Motel Crossed by Destiny":

"Some people fleeing a mysterious disaster end up in a half-destroyed motel, where there is only one newspaper left: the comic strip. Survivors, too scared to speak, point to the pictures Tell your own story." (See ※ for source)

But this third work was not written until Calvino's death.

Yao Jing's story is based on this setting.After he finished his last word, the carpet was just finished walking, no more steps, no less steps.

Mr. Bianco nodded, "I'm very interested. In fact, I'm really considering making an experimental genre film. In this way, let's exchange business cards first, and let's find a time to talk about the script in detail."

The rehearsal was over, and it was time for lunch. Mr. Bianco's team went back to the hotel for dinner. Su Jinjiang said that he was going to find a friend. The two parties broke up after an appointment to meet in the afternoon.

"Sorry, I broke in without permission." Yao Jing followed Su Jinjiang all the way, "In order to sell the script, you have to be thick-skinned."

"Very good, I like your story." Su Jinjiang said, "If we can talk about it, I would like to play a role in it."

Yao Jing smiled, "That's a good thing, I really hope you will act. It depends on luck."

"Can I ask, why did you write this story?" Su Jinjiang said.

"Because of... because this theme has a very special attraction for me. I was fascinated by this structure the first time I saw it." Yao Jing looked down at her feet, "Many times, we don't even know, Where will one's own destiny intersect with whom. 'Exploring each other's own destiny is also knocking on the door of one's own destiny'."

"I'm sorry I said something vulgar." Su Jinjiang looked at Yao Jing's face, "Have I seen you before?" Yao Jing's face made him feel a little familiar, especially the expression of lowering his head when talking .Before today, he seemed to have seen Yao Jing showing the same expression somewhere else.

"Probably not." Yao Jing thought for a while in confusion, "With your appearance, if I have seen it, I will definitely have an impression." He stretched out his hand, "But I have known you since today, please help me."

The author has something to say: ※Excerpt from P130 of "The Castle of Crossed Fate", translated by Zhang Mi, Yilin Publishing House, 2001.1

PS, the screenwriter classmate has no emotional entanglement with the protagonist, he has CP~~