Behind the scenes of the entertainment industry

"Who is knocking on my window?

Who is playing the strings..."

Tsai Chin's beautiful and profound singing voice finally woke Zhou Cheng up during the second performance.

Zhou Cheng looked at the yellowed roller blind and touched the hard solid wooden bed beneath him, knowing that he was still in this world and had not traveled back.

I picked up the phone again and looked at the time, six in the morning.

Zhou Cheng was very lucky to have set the alarm clock yesterday, otherwise he would have slept until noon today, which would have really delayed things.

It seems that he really drank too much last night. He should have drunk too much, otherwise he would not remember how he came back. Zhou Cheng tried to call Chu Ran's name and heard a few words muttered in the guest room in the courtyard.

I fell asleep in the guest room last night and didn't wake up.

Get up, wash up, change clothes, and continue today's five kilometers. The trot along the way not only made me sweat profusely, but also forced the remaining alcohol from the blue and white Fen last night out of my head.

"Has my internal strength increased so much that I can force the drink out of my body?" Zhou Cheng wondered as he walked back, but at the gate of the community, he was stopped by the legendary martial arts master Grandma Liu.

"Xiaocheng, your house was rented out to you yesterday. This tenant is a good tenant. He is a freshly graduated college student. It has been rented for a year in total, and the rent is paid every six months. This is one month's deposit and six months' rent.

The rent is seven thousand yuan in total, you count."

"Rented it out? He didn't think it was expensive?" Zhou Cheng remembered that he wanted one thousand yuan a month, which should be quite high.

"Expensive? Didn't you just quote this price in order to rent it out as soon as possible?" It was Grandma Liu's turn to be surprised: "A bungalow like yours here is already one thousand and five hundred dollars. I see that you are short of money, so I will give you the price for half a year.

If you rent out a house with a one-payment rule, other people will deposit one and pay three. The other party probably thought it was a bargain, so they just paid it. By the way, the tenant will move in on the 1st of next month, and there are still two days left.

Clean it up."

Zhou Cheng couldn't help but reveal a wry smile. He didn't expect that because he didn't understand the market, he rented out the house he didn't want to rent out at a low price. Seeing Grandma Liu staring at the money in her hand, Zhou Cheng knew that the other party was waiting for him to pay the agency fee.

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Zhou Cheng counted 600 yuan to Grandma Liu. He had already inquired in advance and it was all for half a month's rent. But Grandma Liu took so much trouble to help him, so Zhou Cheng gave another 100 yuan.

"Grandma just took the money." Grandma Liu counted the money unceremoniously, and then said something to Zhou Cheng that surprised him: "By the way, I forgot to tell you, originally grandma thought it was a young man, but I finally found out

She is a little girl with short hair. This is a copy of her ID card."

"Little girl?" Zhou Cheng took the copy of the ID card and saw an impressive name written on it: "Gu Xintong? It's actually her?"

"Xiao Cheng, you know her? That's good. Tell me why the little girl has such a short haircut now."

"Grandma Liu, you think it's not appropriate for me, a young man, to live with a little girl. If that doesn't work, I won't rent this house." Zhou Cheng handed back the more than 6,000 yuan in his hand to her.

"I have just graduated now, and the school does not provide housing, so I am anxious to find a house. Just take care of my little girl and take care of her." Grandma Liu was reluctant to return the agency fee she received, and continued to advise Zhou Cheng: "Besides,

Now, one of you is in the courtyard and the other is in the room. It’s okay if you don’t go through the same door."

"Okay, let's rent it to her for a while." Rather than listening to Grandma Liu's advice, Zhou Cheng thought of the other person's straight long legs, which made him excited: "Grandma Liu, I'll go there."

She will be going out soon and may not be at home for more than a week. Leave the key to the door with you. If she wants to live in it, just move here. Normally, you can use the courtyard door to enter and exit. I am on the other side of the main room.

She is not allowed to enter without permission."

"It's okay, don't worry, grandma will keep an eye on you." Seeing Zhou Cheng relent, the old lady immediately agreed.

I bought a portion of bean juice, four burnt rings and a piece of sugar cake. After considering Chu Ran's needs, I brought another portion of salty bean curd.

Whether the tofu noodle should be made sweet or salty was something Zhou Cheng remembered that he and Chu Ran often had disputes about. In any case, neither of them could convince the other.

"Oh, Mr. Chu, we're up." Returning to the yard, Zhou Cheng saw Chu Ran sitting in the yard making a phone call. Judging from his bloodshot eyes and haggard look, he probably didn't sleep well last night.

"Damn, where did you go so early in the morning?" Seeing Zhou Cheng come back, Chu Ran finally showed a relieved expression and left the cell phone she originally dialed on the table.

"I went for morning exercise, five kilometers." Zhou Cheng pointed to his attire, stretched out a hand, and gestured proudly.

Chu Ran said angrily: "I thought you ran out again in the middle of the night, and I was about to call Brother Li to help find someone."

"Am I drunk and crazy last night?" Zhou Cheng put the breakfast on the table and asked tentatively.

"You don't remember anything?" Chu Ran looked up at Zhou Cheng and asked doubtfully.

Zhou Cheng shook his head: "I don't remember, I must have lost my drink."

"Yesterday you got off the taxi and started running around. You couldn't stop yourself." Chu Ran opened the breakfast box and saw bean juice with a sour smell. He almost spit out yesterday's wine and hurriedly covered it.

He pushed the nose to Zhou Cheng, opened the other one and put down his hand when he saw that it was salted tofu pudding.

"I was just running around? Didn't I say anything?"

"Say it." Chu Ran took a sip of Douhua to suppress the nausea from last night, and then continued: "You asked Xiaolu to love and protect Liangliang, and you asked me why Brother Qi wasn't called Dandan... By the way, Dandan

who is it?"

"Who do you care she is?" Zhou Cheng couldn't help holding his head: "What else did I say?"

"He also said a lot of weird things, about wandering in other galaxies, about selling medicine, how can there be a medicine god without being imprisoned, and by the way, what about wolves, why are they so powerful, how can they be fifty-one..."

"I don't know why I said this. It seems that I surf the Internet a lot and read a lot of news." Zhou Cheng rubbed his head and hesitated.

Alas, drinking makes things worse.

Listening to Chu Ran's words, it seems that he really said a lot last night about Liangliang and Dandan. No matter what doubts Chu Ran has, Zhou Cheng won't know it unless Zhou Cheng tells him. As for the content of the following words,

It should be the script issues of the dramas "The Wandering Earth", "I'm Not the God of Medicine" and "Wolf Warrior". These are regrets that Zhou Cheng cannot touch for the time being, and he probably talked them out of his drunkenness.

"By the way, you sang last night. I always thought you were tone-deaf, but I didn't expect you could sing pretty well. That roar scared the dogs in the alley so much that they didn't dare to bark anymore."

"Fuck you, what did I sing last night?" Zhou Cheng wanted to know how much information about the future he had revealed.

Chu Ran rubbed his head and thought for a long time before saying: "It sounds like he is trying hard to live in everything, and has experienced ups and downs and twists and turns..."

"It should be that we are all working hard to live, and we have been awake and drunk in the ups and downs..."

"Yes, that's the song. Although I don't know whose song it is, I feel so sad when I hear it sung by you."

Zhou Cheng took a sip of the bean juice and then said proudly to Chu Ran: "Isn't the song I wrote good?"

"Brother, are you kidding me?" Zhou Cheng's words made Chu Ran's leftover half of the burnt ring fall into the bean curd, but looking at Zhou Cheng's proud look, he couldn't help but not believe it: "Master Chu is now

I’m getting less and less confident. Now you not only write movie scripts, but you can also write songs? Ah, no, the tunes you sing are pretty good. Do you also know how to compose songs?"

"After all, I've passed level 8 in piano, so composing a piece of music is not an easy task."

"You're awesome!" Chu Ran reluctantly gave Zhou Cheng a thumbs up, and in frustration, he swallowed the soaked ring in two mouthfuls, and then drank the rest of the tofu pudding.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. I wrote the lyrics for this song, and I asked someone to compose the music. I prepared it for Lin Shan's new song." Zhou Cheng knew that he could no longer attack Chu Ran, so he only admitted that he had written the lyrics. This was

The scope of what the Department of Literature can do.

When getting along with friends, you can let them slowly discover your strengths and slowly accept your excellence. Even if you reach a very high level in the end, he will not feel too disappointed. Some true friends will even

Witness your excellence step by step and feel proud.

But if your originally mediocre performance suddenly exceeds their expectations, it will make them wonder whether you have been hiding yourself from them and whether you have been treating them like a fool. In the long run, even if you are the best

Your friends will also create estrangement and distrust with you, causing you to lose this friend.

Zhou Cheng doesn't want to lose these friends, whether they are Chu Ran, Li Yan or Chen Li. Because anyone living in this world needs a social circle. Being truly alone will make you even more lonely.