After I Died, I Was So Popular Again

BBQ stall.

There is a stainless steel iron plate on the old wooden table. The plate is covered with a plastic bag. On the bag is a large handful of grilled meat skewers, sprinkled with cumin, spicy noodles and chopped green onion.

The light bulb above the head casts a warm light.

"Let's eat." Fu Wen picked up a bunch of roasted kidneys and handed it to Qi Linqing.

Qi Linqing hesitated, but finally refused: "Sorry, I won't eat this."

Fu Wen bit the roasted waist and shrugged his shoulders: "Why don't men eat waists? Mainly because you are still young now, you will understand it later."

Qi Linqing: "..."

Soon the lady boss came over with a large plate of meat dishes. At Fu Wen's kind invitation, Qi Linqing could only pick up a bunch of roasted cabbage.

The two talked while eating.

Only then did Qi Linqing know that the original drawing was the architectural design draft of the movie that Fu Wenxin received.

During the chat, Fu Wen also learned that the young man in front of him had no ordinary understanding of ancient buildings.

It is not inferior to the other's excellent level of Chinese painting.

It's almost the same as the insider.

Such talents are now scarce enough to be called a legacy of the sea.

Fu Wen moved slightly in his heart, and his eyes became deeper and deeper.

"I read it online and said that you haven't taken a movie for four years. This is--" Qi Linqing asked casually.

Fu Wengulu drank the beer, then crumpled the can and threw it aside.

"I'm in my thirties. How can I make money if I don't make a movie?" He lazily stated his life.

Qi Linqing: "Then in this movie, is the historical dynasty set as Tang Dynasty?"

Fu Wen glanced at him in surprise, "You have sharp eyes."

Qi Linqing smiled and said nothing.

I am afraid that no one in modern times is more familiar with the architectural style of that era than him.

Fu Wen: "But I was going to give up later. I don't understand ancient buildings, so the design of that drawing was messy."

"Where, you have painted very well." Qi Linqing said sincerely.

For a person of the 21st century, Fu Wenneng painted that building only by his imagination, which proved from the side that he was a genius.

"I didn't expect you to know ancient architecture so much, because the former master in the countryside taught you?" Fu Wen asked, squinting.

Qi Linqing vaguely said a few words to confuse the past.

Fu Wen didn't mind the other party's concealment. This will only make him feel that Qi Linqing is not easy.

In the middle of the meal, he hiccuped and staggered to his feet.

"Boss! Check out."

"A total of one hundred and thirty-five yuan."

Fu Wen took out the crumpled banknotes from his pocket and paid off.

Qi Linqing was slightly startled.

This year, there are still people using cash.

Even he has already started paying online.

Fu Wen turned around to look at him, "Little brother, I think you have a clear bones...Bah, you know how to do it, why don't you join me in the team and try it out? The filming of this film officially starts in the winter vacation, and it won't delay you too much. time."

Qi Linqing is not surprised.

He has been deliberately expressing himself since sitting at this table.

If Fu Wen needs talents in Tang Dynasty's ancient architectural design, then no one is more suitable than him.

"Okay." He nodded in agreement, and added: "I am very interested in entering the industry. Any position is fine. I am not afraid of hard work when I move or move..."

"How dare I let you carry it?" Fu Wen was amused, with a meaningful expression on his expression.

"I brought you here as a technical consultant for the film art director."

Qi Linqing: "......?"

Saying goodbye to Fu Wen, Qi Linqing walked back to the teacher's apartment in the night.

The corners of his mouth are slightly tilted, and he is in a good mood.

Seeing a kitten on the road, he even stopped and bent over and touched its fur twice.

Qi Linqing thought to herself, this feel is a bit like touching Zhong Chen's head.

With Fu Wen's industry experience, the new film that was made after four years is also a major production.

The director is the internationally renowned leader Li Bo. This time, he cooperated with the United States to raise more than one billion yuan, claiming to make an ancient Chinese epic blockbuster-"Chuan Ge Xing".

This kind of large-scale documentary film often delves into the details.

Ordinary costume movies, in order to save costs, usually choose to shoot in Hengdian and other well-equipped film and television bases. This is the case with "Tang Yue Fengyun" last time.

However, "Chuan Ge Xing" is wealthy and has to directly spend money to build a framing base.

Fu Wen said that the Art Direction Department has a full 200 million freely available funds to prepare for the construction of the house in the early stage.

Quite generous.

Patter.

After turning on the light, the room suddenly lit up.

Qi Linqing sat on the sofa, opened the drawing board, and continued to fine-tune the tattoo sketch.

A few minutes later, the phone popped out of the phone display.

Qi Linqing picked it up.

Zhong Chen: "What are you doing?"

Qi Linqing said: "I am editing the tattoo, I just thought of you."

The power of this sentence = I am thinking of you.

Zhong Chen's unhappiness suddenly disappeared like a cloud of smoke.

"I miss you too." He said in a low voice, his tone still a bit twisted because he wasn't used to saying these love words.

Qi Linqing: "Well, good."

Zhong Chen: "...This is it?"

Qi Linqing asked back: "What do you want me to say?"

Zhong Chen snorted coldly, "I force you to say what's the point."

Qi Linqing: "You said, no matter what it is, I will find it interesting."

The faint, low-pitched male voice is like cool mist after rain.

As Zhong Chen suppressed the frenzied throbbing in his chest, he thought to himself, this man is really **** exciting.

Zhong Chen: "Then you say, now, I want to do it immediately."

"..."

The corner of Zhong Chen's mouth tickled, "Or, if you want to be **** by me. It's okay."

"..."

hang up the phone.

Qi Linqing pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling that he should be calmer at this moment.

So he calmly opened WeChat and calmly sent a message to Du Yuanbai asking what to do in this situation.

But what he was waiting for was a sensational laughter that was enough to shake half of the earth.

[Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha I laugh so loudly]

[Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha I laughed when the neighbor called the police and took me away, the aunt in the cafeteria passed by and made me kung pao chicken]

Life is like tea: [? ]

Du Yuanbai: [Sorry, let me wipe off my laughing nose first]

Life is like tea: [……]

A few seconds later.

Du Yuanbai: [Brother Qi, you should be lucky to have met me. I know this question. ]

Life is like tea: [Wish to hear the details]

Du Yuanbai: [You wait and fight again, just say, man, you are playing with fire. ]

Qi Linqing faintly felt a little familiar.

He seemed to have heard this sentence while surfing the Internet.

But he couldn't remember the specific meaning of the concept.

Life is like tea: [I feel this sentence is a bit abnormal]

Du Yuanbai: [That’s right if it’s not normal. Do you think the sentence that Brother Zhong said just now is normal? ——This is called fighting poison with poison. ]

Life is like tea: [……. ]

The call came again.

Qi Linqing took a deep breath and picked it up.

Zhong Chen: "I'm sorry."

Qi Linqing was taken aback.

He suddenly didn't understand what was going on.

Zhong Chen said dumbly: "If you don't like it... next time I won't say anything, OK, don't be angry, and don't hang up on my phone."

Qi Linqing: "I'm not angry."

"Then why are you hanging up on my phone?" Zhong Chen's emotions could be heard a little aggrieved.

Qi Linqing hesitated for a moment, his mind turned rapidly, thinking about the answer to the broken game.

He didn't believe in Du Yuanbai at all, so he could only rely on himself.

"I'm... shy." Qi Linqing said finally.

Zhong Chen: "???"

At this moment, Zhong Chen finally realized something.

Could it be that he has always misunderstood?

Actually, Master wants to do the following...

Zhong Chen fell into endless thoughts.

On Saturday, the tattoo shop.

The glass door is covered with various dark punk-style posters.

An incandescent lamp was lit in the room, and there was a humming machine noise from time to time.

The tattoo artist bent over to work, and was full of praise for the cover design of the phoenix pattern in front of him:

"It's so ingenious. The first time I saw such a perfect draft."

Zhong Chen closed his eyes, his face was full of pain.

Qi Linqing frowned and stood aside watching Zhong Chen being pierced. He turned his head and told the tattooist: "Be gentle."

"It's not enough to cover this light, it just needs to be deeper to cover..." The tattooist said halfway, raised his head to see the other party's gloomy expression, and silently closed his retort.

"Okay, okay, I'll be gentle."

Qi Linqing withdrew his cold eyes with satisfaction.

After a few hours, the tattoo was over.

Zhong Chen got up from the bed in relief and stretched his sore arm.

Qi Linqing handed him the ice milk tea he had just bought from outside, and asked worriedly: "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts, it hurts me to death." Zhong Chen sniffed.

Qi Linqing has a serious face: "No more tattoos next time."

"I see..." Zhong Chen was aggrieved by him for a while. Damn, it was the original owner's pot that made him bear it.

But when he turned to see his arm in the mirror, he felt that the pain was worth it.

In the dim light, the phoenix bird lingering on the phoenix tree, with scales in front of the deer and behind the deer, is magnificent and arrogant, as if it is alive, blending in with his skin.

Zhong Chen was fascinated for a while.

The tattoo artist walked over with his mobile phone and asked, "Dude, can you let me take a picture and send it to a circle of friends?"

...

It was already evening when I returned to school after the dressing.

The two passed by the garbage street in front of the Academy of Fine Arts.

Qi Linqing: "I will call a car to take you back."

Zhong Chen shook his head: "No, I don't want to be so early."

His eyes fell on the barbecue stall on the side of the road, and he was attracted uncontrollably and walked over.

"I'm hungry." He looked back at Qi Linqing.

Those wet black eyes revealed in the night a kind of pitiful, uncontrollable heart.

Qi Linqing sighed and said helplessly, "The tattooist said you can't eat spicy food for the time being."

"Who said I'm going to eat spicy food? I can't eat spicy food."

Zhong Chen muttered, and casually found a barbecue stall to sit down.

When Qi Linqing saw the proprietress, he remembered that he and Fu Wen had just come here to eat a few days ago.

The lady boss noticed him and smiled enthusiastically and said, "Is the young man here again?"

Qi Linqing stepped back and said politely: "Well, hello."

"Again." Zhong Chen looked at him suspiciously, "Who did you come with before?"

Qi Linqing sighed and explained: "With an acquaintance senior."

Zhong Chen: "Which senior?"

Qi Linqing: "Fu Wen, he invited me to be his film art director consultant."

Zhong Chen's eyes were dim.

After separation, he found that he knew less and less about Qi Linqing.

Just like now, he doesn't even know who Fu Wen is.

At this time, the lady boss came over with a tray and beer.

Qi Linqing immediately got up: "Sorry, he can't drink, please change to Jiaduobao."

"Who said I can't drink?" Zhong Chen stretched out his hand and grabbed a can of Gulu and poured his stomach.

Before Qi Linqing had time to stop him, he looked a little helpless.

"Drink less." He patted the opponent's back lightly.

After Zhong Chen finished drinking, he slammed the jar on the table and wiped his mouth.

It is said that wine is courageous.

He stared at Qi Linqing and opened his mouth slightly.

Qi Linqing thought he was going to say something important.

Zhong Chen rolled his eyes and changed the subject first as a preliminary foreshadowing.

"By the way, I am going to open a national style milk tea shop across the border."

Qi Linqing who is drinking water: "?"

Zhong Chen: "I'm going to go to the museum to buy the copyrights of ancient famous paintings such as "Ten Thousand Miles of Landscape" and print them on the milk tea cup. How about it, isn't it a good idea?"

He once again chuckled for his reputation as Master.

"Cough cough cough cough."

Qi Linqing was almost choked by the water.

He looked at Zhong Chen, and suddenly remembered the "Luhuadong Moon Picture" that he had accidentally seen in the other's house before.