China Entertainment 2000

"Brother Xiao Ming, how are you? It's the Mid-Autumn Festival soon. Is there any progress?"

In the imperial capital, in a VIP private room of a certain club.

Huang Xiaoming, who was still laughing and joking just now, couldn't help but sigh at his friend's question——

"No, but we can still chat. I basically find time to share with her some things I have encountered, some gossip in the circle, etc., which can be regarded as finding common topics. In your words, then It’s just that she doesn’t reject my desire to share, which should be a good sign.”

"That's it?" My friend looked at it carefully and asked with a frown.

Huang Xiaoming was a little strange: "What else? Didn't you say before that girls don't reject your desire to share and are willing to continue chatting with you? Does that mean there is hope?"

"...Brother, you guys haven't just met each other. This method is only useful for finding topics for girls you just met. What on earth have you practiced?" As a military advisor, Du Chun doesn't seem to be very clear-headed about his own mind. Senior brother was a little speechless.

I know you're stupid, but don't be so stupid, okay?

No wonder I used to be teased by Xiaoyanzi in school, and I didn’t even bother to accept offers.

"The desire to share is just to find a topic and introduce yourself to girls subtly. Your personal image will be enriched in the bits and pieces you share.

"But if you only share, then girls will treat you as an emotional trash can or a chat tool, do you understand?"

Du Chun taught him earnestly, but when he looked at the text message records on his mobile phone - they were all Huang Xiaoming's greetings and sharing about his daily life. The reply from the other party was obviously just a few polite replies out of politeness and Huang Xiaoming's status...

There was no hope.

I asked you to be a warm man, but you really only know how to be warm...

"She replied to my message. Look, it's not like a perfunctory uh-huh-oh-oh-oh."

Huang Xiaoming argued with reason: "Although she went to shoot Zhou Yi's MV, she also said that it was all nonsense reported by the media. Isn't this also what she shared with me?"

Du Chun: "..."

Is there a possibility that she doesn't want to offend you to death?

Since the broadcast of "Young Emperor" in 2002, Huang Xiaoming has steadily worked his way up to the status of a first-line new-generation actor in the Mainland——

Although Lu Yi's dominant position in this age group cannot be shaken yet, his acting skills and reputation in the industry are obviously better than the former who can only rely on his face and figure to make a living. He is a comprehensive talent with both acting skills and good looks.

Qin Lan is a little transparent now. If he had the courage to chat with you directly, he would not agree to Qiong Yao's role as a reconciliation ambassador and perform in the Zhouyi MV.

"You'd better change your target."

Du Chun shook his head: "She has no desire to explore you at all, which means she has no interest in you at all. In other words, she really just treats you as a friend."

Huang Xiaoming was confused: "Desire to explore?"

"Brother Xiao Ming, remember, to tell whether a girl has a crush on you, whether she likes you or not, all depends on whether she has a desire to explore you.

"If she will ask you some playful questions from time to time during the chat, get to know you through these questions, and constantly take the initiative to find topics and chat with you, it means that she at least has a good impression of you and is willing to chat with you. To understand you and explore your life..."

Du Chun, who became good friends with Huang Xiaoming during the filming of "Emperor of Han Dynasty 2" this year, used his own experience to teach the prosperous senior brother.

……………………

The next day, far away in Shangrao, Jiangxi, the crew of "Return to Tibet".

After giving priority to reshooting the last few scenes, all the staff sent applause and flowers to Nagasawa Masami and Aragaki Yui as they finished filming——

Zhou Yi himself even drove them to the station personally.

"Other people's Mid-Autumn Festival is about reunion, but our Mid-Autumn Festival is about separation."

Watching the Warner staff escorting the Japanese team into the station, Qin Lan, who returned to the passenger seat of the BMW, stretched his waist and said with emotion the moment he buckled his seat belt: "But I feel that saying this may be a bit hypocritical. After all, that’s what our industry is like, right?”

September 11, 2003, Thursday, Mid-Autumn Festival.

A day that represents reunion and gathering.

Qin Lan gets along well with these two girls these days, although communication between the two parties often requires finger-pointing and guessing without the presence of an interpreter.

Therefore, she also came to participate in today's send-off.

"You are you and I am me."

Zhou Yi, who put on his sunglasses, chuckled: "I can go home anytime, anywhere. It's just a matter of stepping on the accelerator."

Qin Lan: "..."

The man's tone was somewhat harsh. Qin Lan rolled his eyes, sighed and turned to look out the window at the empty street scene that kept teleporting backwards——

To be honest, she did feel a little homesick.

Ever since she disobeyed her parents and quit accounting to become an actress, she has never made a name for herself. She basically only goes home once a year during the Chinese New Year, and the rest of the time she is contacted via text messages or phone calls.

"Do you go home to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival every year, Zhouyi?" Qin Lan, after reflecting on himself, asked curiously.

"That's not true."

Zhou Yi turned the steering wheel and shook his head: "This year is the first time I have gone home to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival since my debut. I spent it outside before, and I was basically busy with work. Otherwise, why do you think I would set the MV to Shangrao? Shoot, let’s find out more about using public funds for the holidays?”

"Alas……"

Qin Lan clicked his tongue a few times: "So you gave the crew a day off today just to go home for the holidays?"

"What do you mean by giving them a holiday? Today is a statutory holiday, do you understand?" Zhou Yi was trying to popularize the concept of statutory holidays.

He is the best boss in the minds of all Warner workers.

Since you are the best boss, you naturally have to take a vacation.

Qin Lan was amused by this "strong words".

After sending her back to the hotel, Zhou Yi said goodbye without any nostalgia, then stepped on the accelerator and went home.

Watching the vehicle disappear from sight, Qin Lan raised his head slightly, took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, took out his mobile phone - after hesitating for a long time, he finally dialed his home phone number.

"Hey, Mom, it's me..."

While talking on the phone with his parents, Qin Lan took the elevator back to his room. After putting down his bag, he turned on the TV. There were only advertisements in the empty living room as the background, and he was curled up on the sofa talking to his mother. Missing daughter.

"If you really can't do it, come back. Don't be a star. You've already had this dream, so it's time to wake up. You're already a grown-up, 24 and you don't even have a serious job. How will you support yourself and get married in the future..."

The phone call between mother and daughter was ruined by the old father's irresistible warning.

But this time, Qin Lan didn't talk back, and just made a faint promise: "I know dad, if it doesn't work this time, then I will go home."

Qiong Yao drama + Zhou Yi's Ziweixing Double Buff, if she can't become popular and make money, then she really has to go home and become an accountant honestly, ending this childhood dream.

When people grow up, they always have to face reality.

After hanging up the phone, Qin Lan, who felt suffocated, simply closed his eyes. It wasn't until Ning Hao called her to ask if she wanted to attend the crew's Mid-Autumn Festival dinner that Qin Lan woke up from a dream——

"Mid-Autumn Festival dinner?"

"Yes, we don't have to pay for it ourselves. We can eat whatever we want, and it will be treated as Zhou Yi's treat. We found a farmhouse and are now deciding on the number of people."

"Is that so? You guys have fun and I won't go. The air conditioner is blowing a bit and I don't have much energy. I will just go downstairs and eat some soup noodles."

"...Are you okay? Do you want to see a doctor?"

"It's okay, don't worry, it's just a simple cold."

Qin Lan's voice, who had just been woken up, sounded a bit weak. Realizing that he had disturbed the other party's rest, Ning Hao quickly said sorry before hanging up the phone.

Looking at the time, it was around three in the afternoon, obviously still early.

Qin Lan, who was afraid that he might become a god if he continued to sleep, simply made up for it, changed into a T-shirt, stepped on sandals and left the hotel again——

There is usually a party to watch during the Mid-Autumn Festival. She planned to buy some food and come back to watch the party in the evening and relax by herself.

"Boss, how do you sell these mooncakes?"

"Which one do you want? Five-nut bean paste and egg yolk? Or something else?"

"Uh, it's egg yolk..."

After hesitating for a while, Qin Lan had just chosen the flavor when he heard children crying from the Anta store next door——

"No matter what, I don't care! I want this pair! I want this!"

The half-grown child wearing a light blue T-shirt got angry and lay down in front of the store, unable to get up no matter how hard his family members pulled him up. While crying, she also humped the ground, treating herself like a human mop.

The troubled parent had no choice but to turn around and take down a new pair of shoes from the shelf with a Zhouyi poster as the background wall——

"Oh, this kid really has no choice now. His family has bought so many pairs of shoes, and he still wants to buy them. He has to make a fuss that they are Zhou Yi's new shoes..."

"..."

Seeing the child standing up from the ground instantly after getting the new shoes, Qin Lan smiled. When she came to her senses and was about to ask the boss about the price, two more high school students who looked like boys ran past her in a hurry——

"Hurry up, hurry up. If you go late, you won't be able to buy it. I told you a long time ago that Fatty's place is holding an event to sell Zhouyi's album at a discount. You don't believe it. Now it's better."

"Okay, okay, let's go, let's go..."

"..."

"Hey, I seem to remember you. You are the woman who came back to film the TV series with the Pingzi kid, right?"

On the other side, the proprietress who brought a box of mooncakes finally realized why she looked familiar to Qin Lan, and Qin Lan was confused as soon as she opened her mouth——

TV drama?

"No, no, we are filming a MV, not a TV series."

"It's all the same, they're all filming."

The landlady waved her hand nonchalantly, then stuffed the mooncake box into her arms: "We are all old acquaintances, so I won't take the money and I'll give it to you."

"Huh? No, Auntie, I can't accept this."

Qin Lan, who never expected that he would encounter this situation, quickly declined: "How much will I give you——"

"It's not a valuable thing. Just accept it as a gift. I have a lot."

The aunt, whose skin was tanned by the sun, smiled kindly: "That brat used to come to my place to buy things and eat and drink a lot when he was in school. You are his friend. If you don't believe me, you can ask him later. ”

"Yiyi? Oh, it's Zhou Yi, right?"

"Yes, that's his nickname. We all call him that. We watched that kid grow up. He was blackmailed in high school before, but he would fight with others if he didn't pay. He could beat a few but couldn't. A group of people, and then being chased and beaten by a group of people. When running away, they often hide from me..."

In this age of gangsters, "Don't leave after school" is really not just a verbal threat.

Pressing down on the concrete floor, playing on the table tennis table, and stepping on the back of the hand are all common methods used by gangsters and bad students.

Especially in black arcades, skating rinks and other places, it is common for gangsters and bad students to find targets for blackmail.

Logically speaking, a top student like Zhou Yi must be well protected by teachers in school. But he couldn't help but like to go to arcades and even skating rinks...

Qin Lan, who was surprised that Zhou Yi was still a rebellious student, opened his mouth in surprise.

No, this is different from what CCTV advertised. Isn't it the person who got into Peking University with a cantilevered head and a coned buttocks?

Why do you still keep an eye on unlucky people and gangsters who rob and take revenge?

Qin Lan, who had been a good girl since she was a child, followed her parents' wishes and went to college, suddenly felt that Zhou Yi, who was very far away from her, seemed to be... getting a little closer?

She is familiar with fighting.

Have you ever eaten pork and seen pigs running away? The most indispensable thing in Shenyang schools at that time was fighting.

"First of all, I need to make it clear that this is not a fight, this is self-defense."

The next day.

When Zhou Yi went to Shangrao No. 1 Middle School to prepare for a performance, he heard Qin Lan talk about this matter. He couldn't help raising his right index finger and corrected him righteously: "I must have run away directly for more than ten or twenty people, so they were left alone." If you still threaten me, I will definitely fight back.”

"..."

The other party is alone... a threat?

Can being alone and threatening be connected?

"Secondly, just listen to these memoirs of the older generation. If the sow in the village is pregnant, they can spread the news that the sow in the village hit a tree. They are experts in rumors and cannot be trusted."

Feeling that his glorious image may be a bit ruined, Zhou Yi decisively denies the rumors——

It's just a little bit of trouble in my youth.

Qin Lan nodded happily, indicating that he understood.

Friday, September 12, 2003.

This day was supposed to be the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday, but the playground of Shangrao No. 1 Middle School was bustling with people.

At a glance, a large crowd of students passed by. At the rostrum directly in front, a group of school senior officials and teachers, headed by the principal, watched the student who had caused them both pain and love climb the steps step by step. Reflected in everyone’s eyes——

Patterned white short-sleeved shirt, dark blue jeans and ANTA shoes.

The crew members could also enter the venue as guests, and Qin Lan sat on the lawn under the stage, looking up at the high-spirited figure.

“Wuhu!!!”

"Book of Changes!!!"

"Zhou Yi, I want to see Sun Yanzi!!!"

The playground was bustling with people, and the teacher in charge of discipline was extremely busy——

"Ahem, what about that, Teacher Wang, you'd better stop busy."

Zhou Yi, who saw the familiar teacher at a glance, smiled, adjusted the position of the microphone, and joked: "Otherwise, this will always make me feel like I'm back in high school. After all, I was the one who was most in charge of you back then."

The students who smiled knowingly transformed into Tarzan and howled for a while.

Everyone is one of our own, so any great achievements cannot be concealed. Not to mention that Zhou Yi is now a more legendary existence than Chen Hong in No. 1 Middle School, and he was skinned long ago.

"Okay, let's get down to business. Actually, I really want to set the date for next Monday, because you will all be in class at that time, and I can get half a day's rest for you. Don't thank me, I've been through it too."

As he spoke, Zhou Yi poked his chest and pointed towards the audience, which immediately caused a burst of cheers and whistles.

"But unfortunately, due to my personal schedule, I can only arrange it for today." Zhou Yi took off the microphone and walked up to the stage step by step, making a rocking hand gesture -

"I wish you can get satisfactory results in your future college entrance examinations!"

The next second, the prelude of "Stubborn" came from the speakers brought in from the school.

"Dang! I am different from the world!

"Then let me be different!

"Persistence to me means using strength to overcome strength!"

As soon as Zhou Yi opened his mouth, the thousands of students in the audience who didn’t know whether they were from other schools immediately started singing in a chorus——

The sound was so loud that it even directly covered Zhou Yi's microphone.

As one of Zhouyi's "school songs", "Stubborn" has a terrifying frequency of appearances on school radio broadcasts.

The open-air playground, the young students, the arms swinging uniformly——

The microphone, which had completely lost its effect, was suppressed at this moment. Zhou Yiyao, who was clearly the lead singer, but turned into a harmony vocalist at this moment, pointed at the people on the playground.

“The most beautiful wish must be the craziest!

“I am my own god wherever I live!

"My final stubbornness and I will hold my hands tightly and never let go!

"The next stop is heaven! Even if you are disappointed, don't despair!"

The roar of youth and the catharsis of emotions.

The misfortune made Xiaocao bend down helplessly - living very stubbornly.

Qin Lan, who also stood up unconsciously under the chorus atmosphere, also waved her hands. Zhou Yi's smiling figure walking on the high platform was reflected in her eyes. She was so excited that she shouted and sang along;

The summer wind flowed through her fingers, but it could not blow away that year, that month, that summer - that dream of youth.