Rebirth: Don't fight for gold

Chapter 62

"Are you done?" Fu Heming received the text message and immediately called. He first asked a question, and then complained, "You only remembered me now?"

"Disturbing your sleep? Then I'll hang up." Yue Le was very clear-headed, and wanted to share this joy with Fu Heming after he was done with work. He said this to Fu Heming's half-truth and half-false complaints.

"Hey, hey, don't hang up! You woke me up, and you are responsible for coaxing me to sleep." Lai Pi Gui Fu Heming has been waiting for Yue Le's call all day today, wanting to call him but afraid of disturbing him I can't help but despise Yue Le's cautious thoughts about work, why is he so worried about gains and losses?

Yue Le couldn't help laughing, and told Fu Heming about today's affairs bit by bit. After finishing, he said, "I don't know when it will start up. I will leave the matter here to Lin Li, and I will go back at dawn."

At the same time, Director Wang and Mr. Yang had finished their day's work respectively, and were eating supper and talking about Yue Le.

Director Wang is relaxed in front of Mr. Yang. Mr. Yang has been his assistant for nearly 20 years. He has accompanied him all the way from a little-known director to his current status. The two have a perfect understanding.

"Does he dare to take this role?" Director Wang seemed to be asking Mr. Yang, but he also seemed to be asking himself, "It's still too young, maybe 20 years old."

"In my early twenties," Mr. Yang said, "I just made my debut last year, and I only took photos for a small magazine before I starred in "Northern Tune"."

"Well," Director Wang already knew this information, "Director Jiang has a good eye for picking people."

Mr. Yang knew that this was Director Wang's affirmation of Yue Le. He smiled slightly. Yue Le was indeed good. He had the vigor of a young man, but he did not have the impetuousness of a young man.Even if Director Jiang didn't find out, with his appearance and aptitude, it's only a matter of time before he becomes popular.

"I'm worried that he won't be able to control Zhao Shuqing's middle-aged and old age." Although Yue Le is good, he has only acted in two movies. Zhao Shuqing's life has been rough and complicated, and he has experienced a lot. Some things cannot be made up by acting skills, Mr. Yang Worryingly said, "I don't want to find another middle-aged actor who looks like him."

"No need," Director Wang waved his hand, "Don't mention this matter again."

Mr. Yang knew that he was determined to let Yue Le act from a young age to an old age, so he didn't say anything else.They have talked about this topic several times before, but Director Wang's attitude is very firm, and he firmly disagrees with letting two actors play different age groups of Zhao Shuqing.Director Wang is stubborn by nature, and it is difficult to change the things he is sure of. It is because of this that the script has been shelved for many years, and no suitable actors have been found.Yue Le has the literary and artistic temperament of Zhao Shuqing when he was young, but his appearance is so outstanding that it is easy to ignore other things on him.If it hadn't been discovered by great directors like Director Jiang or Director Wang, he might have embarked on another path.

At daybreak, Yue Le returned to Yun Province with only the script and left the communication with Mr. Yang to Lin Li.

Lin Li patted his chest to promise that he would definitely get this done. Yue Le saw that he was more confident than yesterday, and expected that with Dr. Wu and Liang Xiaosong watching from behind him, nothing would go wrong, so he left with peace of mind.

After Xiao Wang brought Yue Le back, he went back without going upstairs.

Yue Le opened the door and went in, and saw several dishes on the dining table, Fu Heming was busy in the kitchen leaning on crutches, the whole room smelled of smoke and burnt, so he hurried into the kitchen and put Fu Heming Pulling it out, Fu Heming yelled, "Be gentle, be careful of my legs!"

Of course Yue Le noticed his legs, looked at the few dishes on the table that were so different in price, and said fiercely: "You don't pay attention to yourself, but you want others to pay attention!" kick up.

Although Fu Heming's leg was hurt, his hand was good. He grabbed Yue Le's foot, lifted it up and kissed him, "I'm waiting for you to hurt."

Fu Heming got bored for a while, and kept challenging Yue Le's patience until Yue Le couldn't bear it anymore, then he let go of Yue Le, pointed to the dishes on the table, "Try it, see if it can tie your heart .”

Yue Le didn't know where his confidence came from, "Have you tried it?"

Fu Heming said regretfully, "Where is the time, there is still a chicken stewed in the pot."

Almost no need to taste it to know what this dish will taste like. Yue Le has never understood it before. Is it true that no one with a little common sense in life will have the heart to eat such a dish?At this moment, he almost understood that there are so many fools, but he is willing to be a fool.

Sure enough, it was hard to swallow, Yue Le swallowed a mouthful, put down the chopsticks, looked at Fu Heming who was full of expectation, picked up the chopsticks again, picked up the root vegetables, and said softly: "Open your mouth."

Fu Heming opened his mouth obediently, Yue Le stuffed the food into his mouth and asked, "Is it delicious?"

Fu Heming made a bitter face, "You feed it, of course it's delicious!"

Yue Le picked up another chopstick with a smile and said, "I'll feed you the whole plate, how about it?"

Pink bubbles appeared in Fu Heming's eyes, "I'll feed you."

"Dump it!" Yue Le couldn't bear Fu Heming's dead look, so he simply gave up.

But Fu Heming still couldn't get enough of it, "One porridge and one meal should be thought of as hard-won, and every stitch and thread of constant remembrance is hard to come by. We can't waste it."

Yue Le wished he could stuff all the dishes into his mouth, hoping to stop that broken mouth.

"Okay, throw it away!" Fu Heming couldn't see Yue Le's frown after all, "I asked my aunt to stew the chicken soup in the pot and brought it over. You can eat it with confidence."

"Actually, you don't have to do that." Yue Le didn't expect Fu Heming to take the joke yesterday seriously, and actually cook the dishes. It was quite moving, but he really couldn't eat it, "I don't despise you."

"It's not romantic at all!" Fu Heming obviously knew that he was not good at cooking, and neither of them had a lot of time, so they really didn't have time to cook, but with his heart, he was willing to serve Yue Yue Le changed his heart, and still hoped to be praised by Yue Le.

"It's not about romance." Yue Le asked himself that he was not a boring person. After thinking carefully, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: I have loved Fu Heming for so long, and I lived together for a long time in my previous life. But the passion is not as good as just falling in love with him in the previous life

It was so soul-stirring.But Fu Heming was different, he didn't have the experience of his previous life, and it was the first time he fell in love with Yue Le, it was so fresh

Jin, always have to do those things that are stupid in retrospect before I feel that I am worthy of this kindness.

Yue Le understood that he had the same experience in his previous life, but he was not as lucky as Fu Heming, and the person he loved didn't love him.

"What's the matter? You look absent-minded? Are you tired on the road?" No change in Yue Le's expression could escape Fu Heming's eyes. He said distressedly, "I was just joking just now. You go to sleep, and I swear not to make trouble. you."

Yue Le said softly: "I'm going to serve the soup, you sit down and don't move around!"

Fu Heming kept his word, and after eating, he obediently went to the study and left the bedroom for Yue Le to rest.

After waking up from a solid sleep, Yue Le took out the script, "This drama is not easy to act. I can't figure out the mentality of the middle-aged and elderly Zhao Shuqing. Now I'm going downstairs to watch the old men walk. You stay at home."

Fu Heming has been holding back all afternoon. He originally made up his mind that after Yue Le came, the two of them would have a good time, but seeing Yue Le's tired look at noon, his heart ached again.After finally waiting for Yue Le to get enough sleep, he wants to go downstairs to take a walk with the old man again. Am I not as attractive as the wrinkled old man?Fu Heming, whose self-esteem was seriously hurt, quit, threw his crutches to the ground, and the golden rooster stood alone, "No way!"

Yue Le didn't care about his nonsense, walked straight to the door, looked back at him before leaving, Fu Heming staggered, and immediately couldn't hold on anymore, "I'll go back if you mess around again!"

Fu Heming knew Yue Le's temper well, he just left as soon as he said, without any nostalgia. In front of Le, "I'll go with you."

Seeing that Yue Le didn't hum, Fu Heming automatically took it as agreement, jumped to the wheelchair, sat down, and said happily: "Let's go."

There is a small park not far from the community. Yue Le pushed Fu Heming to go to a place with a lot of elderly people. The music of the square dance resounded throughout the park. With the guidance of music, it is not at all difficult to find such a place. Disaster.So, the two easily found the gathering place of the old men and women, and looked at the lively and dancing uncles and aunts with a shocked expression.

Yue Le is not a person who likes to be lively, he has always lived alone, except for eating and shopping, he rarely goes out for a stroll. Although Fu Heming likes to play, he will never go to the old men and women to play if he has nothing to do.When the two watched the grandpa and aunt dancing the square dance with exaggerated expressions and graceful movements, they were completely stunned.

Although the aunts were dancing in the square, they had already noticed Yue Le and Fu Heming, staring at Yue Le unabashedly.

Fu Heming felt uncomfortable and said, "Let's go back. The script didn't ask you to dance, right?"

"Wait a little longer!" Yue Le had already noticed the old men in the last row, and expected that they wouldn't keep dancing, and they would definitely be tired after a while.

Half an hour later, the music stopped, Yue Le immediately cheered up, and wanted to go up and say a few words to the old men, but who knew, before he stepped forward, he was already surrounded by the old women.

"Where is the young man from? You have a face! Are you married?"

"Which neighborhood do you live in? How old are you?"

"This is a photo of my daughter, you can see it!"