Yanyun Fengyue

"Look, here we are." Liang Wenmo got up and shook hands with Lu Jingyun, "Oh, Mr. Lu, I've been looking forward to it for a long time."

"Mr. Liang, the general has something important to do today, so Lu will come to Mr. Liang's expensive banquet." Lu Jingyun spoke, his voice was deep and steady, and the volume was not high, but it happened to be able to be heard by everyone.

"No hindrance, no hindrance! As long as your generals are willing to honor you, Liang will be honored! Come here, please sit down!" Liang Wenmo smiled, and led Lu Jingyun to sit on his right side. He took off his military cap and put it on the table, keeping his back straight.

The young officer was full of righteousness, and seemed to be able to scare the tiger back. The people who were chatting and laughing just now couldn't help but become cautious and sat upright.

Liang Wenmo introduced everyone to Lu Jingyun one by one, and when he was introduced to Huaiyan, Lu Jingyun's stern face became a little relaxed. He interrupted Liang Wenmo, "I met Mr. Jiang on the set."

Hearing him mentioning himself, Huai Yan's heart beat inexplicably fast, she hurriedly restrained her head and nodded, "Exactly."

Xu Zhengyang said from the side: "After all, I have a destiny with Chief Lu! Mr. Liang, you don't know, when filming "Wind Shadow", thanks to Chief Lu's generous time, we were able to finish the few scenes in the film studio smoothly! "

Liang Wenmo was surprised and said: "So there is such a reason... Tsk, that couldn't be better!" He then said with a big grin: "Everyone, the reason why I invited Chief Chen'an Army here today is to discuss the next movie. It also made everyone familiar with each other. From now on, the military and political department and the literature and art department will be one family! My "Browning's Love" is to use the scene of Chief Lu's barracks to shoot... ..."

The waiter came to serve the dishes, the small ribs simmered in milky white broth, the lake crab and jade lotus root brought from the south by Kuaima, the crispy stewed duck feet, the clear and attractive crystal elbows, and the extremely tender bamboo fungus mushrooms Soup, potherb mustard mixed with sesame oil... everything was exquisite and delicious. Liang Wenmo greeted the food, and everyone chatted about the plot casting in "Browning's Love". Huai Yan also read this novel , the love is extremely romantic, and the writing is gorgeous and moving, but he is a little distracted at the moment, and he can't help but look at the person on the right side of Mr. Liang from the corner of his eye.

Last time in the hazy rain, Lu Jingyun was wearing a military cap, Huai Yan didn’t actually see it clearly, he only remembered the fiery eyes like a falcon, but now sitting under the bright light, he peeked at it several times, and finally used the impression from his peripheral vision It formed a clear and complete handsome face.

At this time Yang Kaifeng was talking to Lu Jingyun, Lu Jingyun turned his head away with a slight smile on his face.Huai Yan took the opportunity to raise his eyes to look at his side face again, this place was not the Red Cliff Battlefield, but he just remembered Su Shi's words in chanting Zhou Gongjin: majestic and heroic... While talking and laughing, the mast and oar were wiped out in ashes.

With such a bearing, he may look a hundred times better than me on the screen.

Huai Yan drank the soup and thought wildly. Luckily, everyone knew that he was young and had just entered the field of literature and art. He didn't save a lot of things and didn't know many people, so they didn't force him to discuss it. Liang Wenmo was like a caring brother. While chatting and laughing, they kept feeding Huai Yan with food and didn't let him drink.

Lu Jingyun seldom used it when socializing, he only picked up a few chopsticks for each dish, lightly drank three cups of flower carvings, then stopped the chopsticks, raised his head to meet the eyes of the inkstone on his chest, and immediately looked away.

Everyone was full of food and drink, and they all talked about going to the garden to digest food. Liang Wenmo became interested. He loved to feed the koi in the pond. The maid brought a porcelain bowl of fish food, and they turned around along the corridor, Push aside the half-dried vines and go around, to the small pavilion on the west side of the garden.As soon as the fish saw someone approaching, they swam over deftly. Liang Wenmo twirled a small handful of food and threw it in. The gold and red koi fused together and boiled, splashing water from their tail fins, chattering endlessly, everyone Looking down on the railing and watching the fish fighting for food, and looking up, I can see the flower buds on the small stage on the other side. It is really comfortable and erratic like a fairy.

Huai Yan didn't go forward, but silently stopped a few steps behind them. He keenly felt that Lu Jingyun was also standing behind him, a pure and tough masculine aura quickly surrounded Huai Yan, and there was still a faint The smell of tobacco and alcohol made him lose his mind.

At this time, it was already dark, and the lights on the other side of the bank were rippling in the waves of the pool, flickering and flickering reflected on the green bricks in front of me, but they couldn't reach the shadow of the eaves where Lu Jingyun was. In the darkness, he suddenly had a strange emotion. He hoped that the darkness behind him would surge up and engulf him.

"Where are you from?" Lu Jingyun asked suddenly, his voice was extremely soft.

"Me?" Huai Yan looked back in surprise, only to realize that his reaction was a little silly, and now he was the only one around Lu Jingyun.But how should he answer, he didn't even know where his hometown was, and when he was rescued, he was already in Yanyun City.

"It's from Yanyun... I was in the city when I was young." Huai Yan had no choice but to lie, "Mr. Lu, how about you?"

"Native from Liaobei. It's still far away from here." Lu Jingyun first adjusted his belt around his waist with downcast eyes, then sighed softly, then raised his head and looked at Huai Yan, as if it was an illusion in the night, There was a trace of hidden confusion and tenderness in his eyes.

When I first met him, the tides in my heart surged again, as if he was unfamiliar, but also very familiar, as if I wanted to get in touch with him, as if I was pushed away by the stern sense of distance on him.Huai Yan didn't know what to say for a moment, but heard that the stage was singing: "Love is not planted in the heart, but it is born in the heart, it is present and hidden, tangible but invisible..."

The singer has no intention, the listener has the heart, and the emotions are diverse, such as the bubbling of clear springs.

When they left in the evening, everyone got into the cars of their own drivers or units. Liang Wenmo said that he wanted to send Huai Yan off, so Xu Zhengyang took the car and left by himself. Huai Yan saw Lu Jingyun standing across the road and looked this way, and paused After a while, he got into the car, turned on the lights, the engine roared, and the car drove him away, Huai Yan felt some undue loss in his heart, even he didn't realize it.

Liang Wenmo frowned when he heard that Huai Yan lived in the old alley in the south of the city. He pulled Huai Yan into the car, and then said that he would pack things with him, and asked Huai Yan to move into his house tonight.

"Isn't that good? I'm bothering you too much!" Huai Yan became panicked again, and he never thought about living in Mr. Liang's house!

"What are you bothering me about? My father is doing business in Nanyang, my mother is on vacation in France, and my brother is in the business bureau in northern Liaoning... I live with my servant Lin Ma in the third-floor villa." Liang Wenmo smiled and said: "I wish I had someone to accompany me Woolen cloth."

"But..." Huai Yan was still thinking of excuses. In fact, he was also Ermao and Xiaobing who were reluctant to live together. Ermao was doing work on the pier. Huai Yan had also done it. He knew how hard it was. Xiaobing Pulling a rickshaw is enough to support himself, but he also has a sick old lady. If he is not here, what should they do if something happens to them?

Seeing that Huai Yan was hesitant, Liang Wenmo said, "Since "Browning's Love" is going to be filmed, the script needs to be discussed with you, the leading actor. My family lives in the north of the city. It would be inconvenient if I came to find you every day. .”

"I'm fine, but I can't bear to part with those two partners in the same yard." Huai Yan could only smile softly.

"I understand, leave this matter to me, you don't have to worry." Liang Wenmo admired him even more when he saw his empathy.

"Sir... I really don't want to trouble you anymore." In the cool autumn night, Huai Yan was sweating on his forehead, and he really owed him a lot.

"It doesn't matter, you just have to act well." Liang Wenmo waved his hand, he was going to help with this task, when the car stopped in front of the yard, many people in the alley had already fallen asleep, put on their clothes again, and walked through the door frame Even though they don't know what a movie is, they all know that Huai Yan has "turned into a role", has been published in the newspaper, and is about to become famous.

Ermao and Xiaobing saw that Huai Yan had changed his attire and came back by car, and they were really happy for him, but knowing that he was going to move out, they felt empty. Liang Wenmo ordered his followers to find a place for them to work, and left some silver dollars for them. Xiao Bingniang went into Huai Yan's room after treating her illness. Seeing that Huai Yan was still reluctantly picking out the old books on the book stand, he couldn't help laughing and said: "You don't need to take these with you, I have a whole room in my house. What about the wall of books! It’s enough for you to look at for decades, you just take the most precious—” He raised his eyes and saw the "Mount Huashan Transiting the Sun" on the wall, and couldn't help but praised in surprise: "What an insane brushwork, majestic and powerful, Punching and cutting paper... Huai Yan, I don't think you have such talent!"

"I can't remember what I did many years ago. Maybe I haven't picked up my pen for a long time, and I will be unfamiliar with drawing again." Huai Yan opened the cabinet, took out a package from the innermost part, hugged it in his arms, and took out some clothes. , and looked around again, there was nothing necessary to take, so he said with a smile: "Mr. Liang, let's go."

"Wait a minute." Liang Wenmo took off the painting from the wall, carefully rolled it up carefully, "Take this with you, and I'll ask someone to frame it and hang it at home later. Hey, what are you holding in your hand? "

Huai Yan put down his clothes, unwrapped the package, and said with a smile, "It's Tai Tao Yan."

"Hey, this is a good thing! Huang Lu straightly said, "Mulong stubbornly prints this heart, and the beautiful woman's poems are gifted with firm and dense meanings." Liang Wenmo knows the pearl with his eyes, and he knows it when he sees the dense green. The "duck head green" of "Laokengshi", after touching it with my hands, I know that this inkstone is very good for ink and ink, but the pattern on the inkstone is simpler. The boy's back stood there.

Liang Wenmo turned over the back and saw the word "Jiang" was lightly engraved there, and he immediately understood, "It's an ancestral treasure, no wonder! I think Mr. Jiang's ancestors were either officials or expensive!"

"Not really." Huai Yan didn't know the origin of this thing, but it belonged to him, when he just woke up three years ago, he had nothing on him, only Tao Yan hugged him tightly in his arms, Under the inkstone was the picture of Huashan Mountain transiting the sun, so he named himself "Huaiyan", following the word "Jiang" on the back of the inkstone as his surname.

Liang Wenmo didn't ask any more questions, but carefully returned the inkstone to his hand, the two came out of the room hand in hand, Ermao and Xiaobing escorted them to the door, reluctantly watching Huai Yan get into the car.

When Huai Yan closed the car door in the back row, he heard someone from the surrounding neighbors whispering: "What's the air, it's nothing more than an actor, it's all low class..."

Huai Yan recognized that it was Aunt Zhu's voice. In fact, he played with Aunt Zhu's children a lot in his free time, bought him candy figurines, and hopscotched him. That time when the child had a fever, Brother Zhu was not at home, and he was still in the snow. Back to the hospital suddenly, his heart trembled suddenly, and there were waves of chills.

"Hmph, now I understand, why are the people at the bottom always at the bottom?" Liang Wenmo shook his head disdainfully, and told the driver, "Drive!"

When Huai Yan heard these words, he felt a pain in his throat. For a moment, he didn't know which sentence was more harsh...

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Hey, Wen Mo is very kind to us, but due to the difference in identity and family background, some ideas are inevitably at odds