Chong Sheng 1977Nian Cong Zhi Qing Kai Shi

Nanyi ordered half a bowl of buckwheat mice, Zhao Qinger twitched a few times, and finished eating quickly, but she still felt hungry.

Nanyi, who had already eaten, saw Zhao Qing'er put down the spoon and was able to pay the bill, so she waved her hand, "Let's go, I will take you to clear the customs."

"No, I'm already full."

"You don't need to pretend to be polite. As for human favors, as long as you are sure that you have the ability to pay them back, you are not afraid of being owed too much. Celebrities make a lot of money, and a little food and favors are nothing. I believe you are here to become a star. If you don't Confidence, pack your bags and go home early."

Nan Yi poked Zhao Qing'er's drooping forehead, "Look up, look at me, and answer me, do you have confidence?"

Zhao Qing'er raised her head and looked into Nanyi's eyes, her eye sockets became moist, "I have confidence."

"Speak up and shout out."

Seeing Zhao Qing'er hesitate, Nan Yi said again: "I'm shy, I'm an actor, and I have to show the scene of kissing to more than a billion people, so what's there to be shy about? Shout out."

Encouraged by Nanyi, Zhao Qing'er clenched her fists and shouted loudly: "I have confidence that I, Zhao Qing'er, will definitely become a big star, ah..."

Seeing this, Nan Yi deliberately looked at Miao Xiaolan, and said tauntingly: "I see, it's still a baby. It hasn't been in the circle for long, and it can be arched with two strokes, so foolish."

In Hengdian, tens of thousands of Hengpiao who have no food and clothing hang out here. When the valley is low, all kinds of madness will be staged on the streets. The locals have long been familiar with it. After-dinner conversation, and from time to time to exchange skills for blocking tenants to pay rent.

Shouting is very refreshing, but the duration will not be too long, the cold water poured by Nan Yi has accelerated the cooling speed, Zhao Qing'er did not finish shouting for fifteen seconds, and the unbearable situation slapped her face.

"I have no money to eat, how can I persist."

"Okay, don't hang around here, the boss is still doing business, hurry up and go harm other bosses." Nanyi grabbed Zhao Qing'er by the back collar, carrying her forward like a chicken.

Zhao Qing'er stood on tiptoe, staggering step by step, like a little hen, lifting and releasing her feet.

After a while, when he came to a pair of wonton poles, Nan Yi pointed to the cooking stove on one end of the pole, "Do you want to eat?"

"eat."

"Boss, the next one and a half."

"OK."

Hearing this, the boss opened the drawer of one of the loads, took out a bowl of minced meat, and took out a stack of wonton wrappers, wrapped them up on the spot, spread a wrapper in his hand, and put an ice cream stick in the stuffed meat. Pick it, skim it on the skin, hold it with your palm, and press it nimbly with your fingers, a wonton is formed.

One by one, 30 wontons are ready soon, wipe the wontons on the table with your hand, put the wontons into a colander, open the lid, put the wontons in, push the colander a few times, and cover the pot.

Take a clean empty bowl, put salt and monosodium glutamate, pour soy sauce, sprinkle with a pinch of chopped green onion, lift the boiling water bottle on the ground and fill it with boiling water, then lift the lid of the pot and put the wontons into the bowl.

"Poke some lard." Seeing that the stall owner did not poke lard, Nan Yi quickly reminded.

The stall owner took a look at Nanyi, poked it into an enamel vat with his chopsticks, then poked the chopsticks into the wonton bowl and shook it. The milky white lard melted instantly when it touched the hot water, and the oil was splattered, which was really beautiful. A scent of lard also pierced into the nostrils and traveled downstream, teasing the taste buds.

Although it was a wonton load, there was still room to sit. The stall owner brought the wontons to the table, and Nanyi pushed Zhao Qing'er onto the plastic stool, "You are eating here, I'll go ahead and buy some for you. "

"Well."

"Hey..." Nan Yi patted Zhao Qing'er on the shoulder again after shouting a cry while feeding a pig, "It's delicious, hurry up and get fat, this year the commune will choose you as the task pig."

Before Zhao Qing'er could respond, Nan Yi had already walked away in a hurry.

After estimating Zhao Qinger's approximate food intake, Nanyi went to other stalls to buy some digestible food, returned to the wonton basket, put all the food on the table, and then sat on the side, watching her eat quietly, without saying a word ridicule.

Zhao Qing'er ate deliciously, mouthful after mouthful, and took turns enjoying the delicious food with double quotation marks on the table.

Except for the stalls of local people, don’t expect the skills of foreigners who come here to set up stalls to be so good. If people go to high places, if their craftsmanship is excellent, they will not choose to do business in small towns from other places, even though Hengdian is a place with a lot of traffic. It is a big town, but the consumption power here is not strong. It is a bit more difficult to set up a stall here to make a fortune.

It's just that Zhao Qing'er is a starving person, and she will add a lot of points to the food invisibly. The first step is delicious, and the next step is delicacy.

After reading it for a while, Nanyi picked up the phone, and looked at the SP joke text messages in the inbox. When he saw something interesting, he couldn't help grinning.

Finding that Nanyi no longer paid attention to herself, Zhao Qing'er breathed a sigh of relief, and the speed of eating accelerated a little. The vigilance she had raised in her throat dropped a few inches, and she parked quietly in the shallow pit in the center of the airport. She was half sure that Nanyi had no ill intentions towards her.

Eat, eat deliciously, eat without distraction.

It was not until her subconscious mind sent a signal to her brain that her stomach had bulged by one centimeter that she began to eat, and she was in the mood to pay attention to her posture.

After a while, feeling full and satisfied at the moment, her thoughts floated up again, worrying about what to eat tomorrow, worrying about how to face the landlord the day after tomorrow, how many days are left for the actor union's salary, and the company's salary will be even later, what should she do? Where can I find money?

Suddenly, the business card in the pocket of his clothes let out a cry that shocked the soul.

She, tangled, frowned lightly, and her immature face wore the bitter look of at least three husbands who had killed her.

After reading only a few jokes and text messages, Nan Yi looked up, with a look of bitterness in his eyes, after a little consideration, he asked, "Where do you live?"

"Huh?" Zhao Qing'er was startled awake.

"Ask where you live."

"Oh, Dazhi Street."

"At the end of the street?"

"En." Zhao Qing'er showed shame again.

Dazhi Street is bustling with many shops, and the end of the street is also lively with many shops. The situation is similar to Santiao Street.

"Is it the end of the mountain?"

"..."

Silence is better than sound.

"The Chinese New Year is less than a month and a half away. You, a little girl, can't be floating outside. Give me an IOU. You fill in the amount yourself, and you will pay me back when you are free."

"?" Zhao Qinger's face was covered with question marks, she looked straight into Nan Yi's eyes, and asked in puzzlement, "Aren't you afraid that I won't pay you back?"

Zhao Qing'er has been in Hengdian for a while, and has come into contact with all kinds of Hengpiao, some come, some go, the turnover of personnel is high, borrowing the story of disappearing in a circle, not only one or two, people here are complicated, yes Everyone has to be wary, and it is difficult to make close friends.

Nan Yi chuckled, and threw out a sentence, "Offend me, no matter how good your acting skills are, you can't find a movie to shoot. If you don't plan to mix in this line of work, you can consider not paying it back. A small amount of money will not let me chase you Go home and ask for it."

"No filming? No filming! No filming!!"

Zhao Qing'er pursed her mouth, her eyes began to draw again, slapped, and slapped Nan Yi's face, stroking around, "You, you have a lot of status in the circle? Why haven't I seen you?"

Hearing this, Nan Yi couldn't help teasing, "You're a child, you're a fool, you are not qualified to cross the threshold of the Town God's Temple, how can you know which side the Nantian Gate is facing? Let me tell you, I have a Quirky, likes to be a daughter, there are about two hundred of them now.

I have a good eye for you. If I give you a chance to recognize me as a godfather, or kneel down and toast me with a cup of tea from Master, I will recognize you as an apprentice. There is nothing to teach you about your skills, but you can fight in the future. Walk outside under my banner. "

As he said that, Nan Yi nodded on the table, "I'll give you three minutes to think about it. If you want to recognize your godfather, call someone directly. If you want to be a teacher, nod your head. I'll take you back to the capital, choose an auspicious day, and write a few invitations to invite people." Come to watch the ceremony, so that everyone can know that you are my apprentice.

Well, that's all for now, ask yourself if you want to take a gamble. "

After retiring, she became more playful. Nan Yi didn't have any special feelings for Zhao Qing'er, but she was lucky to meet Nan Yi and wanted to be a master, so she wanted to pass on his thick-skinned skills.

Zhao Qing'er has a certain understanding of the ceremony of apprenticeship, because there is a scene of apprenticeship in a play she participated in. I remember that the director said a sentence when he was giving a lecture to the actor: "Appreciating a teacher is like recognizing a father. The master is also the father, the master has the responsibility to teach and support the disciples, and the disciples also have the duty to support the master.”

The identity of a master is very important, much more important than a godfather. Zhao Qinger is very confused about which one to choose. Yes, she is only concerned about options, but not whether she should choose, because she has nothing, because even if the other party wants her body, She also wants to take a gamble.

Because she knew that she couldn't hold on anymore, maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow, she would definitely take out the business card in her pocket.

After struggling for a long time, Zhao Qing'er finally made up her mind, and said with determination, "I want to worship you as my teacher."

"Girl, today is your lucky day, you made the right choice." Nan Yi said, looking at his watch, "It's not too late, the busiest time of Dazhi Street has not yet arrived, there will be nothing It's dangerous, you go back to the rental house to pack your things, and then go to the VIP building to find me, I'll wait for you in the lobby."

Said, Nan Yi took out some money from his pocket and put it on the table, "Don't quarrel with the landlord, if you are not careful, you will become black material when you become famous, go ahead."

"I, I can't take your money."

Zhao Qinger's mouth was reserved, but her heart was extremely excited. It seemed that she had made the right bet.

"There is a saying that a teacher's life is hard to break. When it's not time to harm you, how do I say it, how do you listen, speed."

"Yes, I would like to obey Master Yi's order." Zhao Qing'er cupped her fists mischievously.

"I don't have any knowledge and skills, can the word Yizhi be used on me? First go to move, and when you get to the hotel, you will be fined to copy Yizhi a thousand times. You're in trouble."

Zhao Qing'er didn't realize what was wrong, stuck out her tongue, smacked her mouth again, picked up the money on the table, and walked away in a hurry.