Fringe artists in the entertainment industry

Chapter 166 164. Holding the Heaven-shaking Seal in hand, suppressing all dissatisfaction

The autumn rain falls continuously on the bluestone ground, and the raindrops are like smoke and mist, showing the lingering and tenderness of Jiangnan before the eyes of the world.

Chen Li'an stretched out his hand from the window to catch the raindrops, and the cool touch brought a slight chill.

It had been raining for four consecutive days, and the filming had to be suspended. The reshoots that were supposed to be completed in more than ten days had to be extended.

The hands of the wall clock in the room beat lightly. Chen Li'an turned his head and glanced, then walked to the bathroom and knocked on the door gently.

Gong Li took the pregnancy test paper early in the morning, but she still didn't come out after more than ten minutes.

"Are you okay? Why aren't you feeling better yet?" Chen Li'an stood at the door and asked with concern.

Chen Li'an listened carefully, and there was a faint sound of sobbing in the bathroom. He suddenly became anxious and slammed the door hard and asked, "What happened? Open the door quickly!"

In the bathroom, Gong Li looked at the test paper in her hand and her fingertips were trembling. She gently stroked her belly with her right hand. Two lines of tears fell from her cold face. She also had a child.

It’s not in vain that I have been taking Chinese medicine for so long to regulate my body, and now I finally have my own child.

Chen Li'an outside the door slammed the door hard. He didn't know what happened to Gong Li inside, and he was inevitably worried.

When Gong Li heard Chen Li'an's voice, she immediately wiped her tears and shouted with a smile: "I'm fine!"

After hearing Gong Li's voice, Chen Li'an breathed a sigh of relief. It was fine that she was fine, but he still knocked on the door and shouted: "Open the door, something happened, I heard you crying."

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The door was opened, and Gong Li hugged Chen Li'an with tears on her face and said, "I have it, I have it. I thought I would never have a child of my own in this life."

"You scared me to death. I thought something had happened." Chen Li'an hugged Gong Li and gently stroked the back of her head. Then he suddenly reacted, let go of Gong Li and asked, "What did you say? Do you have any?" Already?!"

Seeing Chen Li'an's expression of excitement or bewilderment, Gong Li raised her hand and put the test strip in front of Chen Li'an, and said happily: "Really! Look at the two bars! I really have it!"

Chen Li'an looked at the two red lines on the test paper, with mixed feelings in his heart. He reached out and took the test paper from Gong Li's hand. Looking at the red lines that represented the birth of a new life, he felt a little dazed for a moment.

After all, this world is not a game, and I have my own continuation here.

On the small balcony of the suite, Chen Li'an looked at the lingering autumn rain, holding a crumpled cigarette in his hand but not lighting it.

He still hasn't recovered yet, feeling that the world has suddenly changed.

If Gong Li's reaction hadn't been normal, Chen Li'an would have regretted it.

Chen Li'an turned his head and glanced at the happy Gong Li in the room, and couldn't help but sigh. Gong Li was several years older than him, which was why he was soft-hearted at that time.

It doesn't matter that she is young, and she doesn't need children as a guarantee and continuation of her life, but that doesn't mean that Gong Li doesn't need them.

It's just that Chen Li'an is a little incapable of thinking about the future. He never became a father in his previous life, only a foster father and a godfather.

Now suddenly like this, Chen Li'an was really at a loss.

In the room, Gong Li held the test strip and looked at it for a long time, and finally put it away solemnly. Then she turned to look at Chen Li'an's back, the smile on her face faded a little.

She could understand Chen Li'an's current mood and knew what he was afraid of, but she had never thought of asking Chen Li'an to take responsibility. Such a person would run away in the future even if he compromised and got married.

It's not as happy as being alone, and now there is a child who will accompany you.

Gong Li took the initiative to walk to the small balcony, stood behind Chen Li'an and said calmly: "Don't think so much, this is my child, I won't ask you to do anything."

Chen Li'an glanced sideways at Gong Li, pursed his lips and didn't know how to answer.

Maybe I should be a man at this time and say that I will take responsibility, but Chen Li'an knows that it is also a lie, and Gong Li also knows it.

Looking at Chen Li'an's young face, Gong Li was shocked to realize that the man in front of her was only twenty-one years old, and his actual age was only twenty-two years old. On weekdays, Chen Li'an was so free and mature that Gong Li even ignored his age.

It would indeed be a panic to suddenly have a child at such an age.

Gong Li was silent for a while, then held Chen Li'an's hand and said softly: "After the filming is finished, I plan to go to Singapore to recuperate for a while. I will call you if anything happens."

"Yeah." Chen Li'an hummed softly, understanding what she meant.

Gong Li chuckled lightly at this time, pulled Chen Li'an's shoulder and faced him and asked, "Don't you blame me? I seem to treat you as a tool."

"No." Chen Li'an hugged Gong Li gently, and then said with a smile: "It's just a little difficult to adapt to it for a while."

Gong Li pretended to be cool and patted Chen Li'an on the shoulder and said, "Then don't think so much. You can continue to be your Chen Li'an. I won't force you."

Hearing this, Chen Li'an threw away the crumpled cigarette in his hand, looked at Gong Li and said, "Are you hungry? I'll bring you breakfast."

"good."

Gong Li stood on the balcony and looked at Chen Li'an's back as he went out, and couldn't help but touch her smooth lower abdomen.

Life has unlocked a new milestone, and Chen Li'an seems to be more stable than before. He was also very attentive to the shooting after the rain stopped, and he patiently completed all the requirements of Director Cheng one by one.

Director Cheng was also speeding up the shooting in the next two days. Everyone was busy and couldn't stay with him for reshoots, even if he was a great director.

At this time, Chen Li'an no longer had any scenes that needed to be reshot, nor did he continue to stay on the set. The poster he promised Director Cheng had not yet been drawn.

Chen Li'an, the painting supplies store in the ancient town, had been here several times before. He bought a bunch of things with ease and returned to the hotel.

At the door of the hotel, Chen Li'an, who was holding a pile of painting materials, happened to meet He Saifei, who also had no part in the scene and was about to leave.

"Sister Fei, are you going back?" Chen Li'an looked at He Saifei who was carrying a box and took the initiative to greet her and help her put the box in the trunk of the crew's car.

He Saifei thanked her, and then said with a smile: "I don't have many scenes to begin with. I went back early after filming, and it's not convenient now."

Chen Li'an nodded and said with a smile: "You really need to pay attention this month. Didn't your husband come to pick you up?"

"It's not yet to the point where we need someone to pick it up." He Saifei smiled, then looked at the pile of paint in Chen Li'an's hand and asked, "Are you going to create?"

"Yes, I promised to draw a poster for Director Cheng before." Chen Li'an said with a smile.

He Saifei glanced at the paints in the bottles and said with some emotion: "You are still good at painting. A painting can be sold for a lot of money. Unlike us opera singers, we can't even guarantee food and clothing."

He Saifei's words are really not just casual remarks. She has been married for ten years. The reason why she only has a child this year is that she has never had a house. Her employer only allocated a house to her in the past two years, so that she and her lover have the confidence to have a baby. child.

On weekdays, He Saifei can occasionally take some movie roles, but they can only support the family's income and are far from wealthy.

After He Saifei finished speaking, he looked at Chen Li'an who was silent, laughed at himself and said, "Hey, why am I telling you this? Thank you for helping me get the box. I'll leave now. I'll see you next time. "

Chen Li'an nodded and watched He Saifei get into the car and leave. Until the car disappeared from sight, he suddenly remembered what Director Yang had said to him before.

"Art is a language, but it is almost extinct in China. No matter how good you are, there are two big mountains pressing on you."

Is the mountain of traditional art also so difficult?

If famous Yue opera actors like He Saifei live such a difficult life, how can traditional art develop?

But if we don’t support it, why should we use this traditional art to restrict modern art?

Chen Li'an thought of Director Yang's hesitant expression that night, and seemed to suddenly understand something.

That's not a mountain, it's an overturning seal that suppresses dissatisfaction. When you see something you don't like, you just smash it down with a seal, and then ask, why don't you do such a good thing like traditional art? Why do you insist on doing this mess? !

When you engage in traditional art, you will find that you are only engaged in politics and propaganda, and art has nothing to do with it. You will only be paid a very low salary, and you will not be given corresponding status or respect.

Chen Li'an suddenly thought of a program he had watched in his previous life. He Saifei was angry and yelling, as if he had endured it for decades.

The banned Painters Village in the Old Summer Palace and the gathering place for performance artists in the East Village, artists traveling abroad, and Popism and Playfulness prevalent in the domestic art world.

Chen Li'an thought a lot at this moment, and felt that many of his previous ideas might be too naive.

This may be the reason why Cheng Shufen was confident that she would come for an interview after she refused. Xiangjiang did not have much art, but it might be suitable for Chen Li'an, an artist who did not want to go abroad.

Chen Li'an glanced at the painting materials in his hand, and finally sighed helplessly, turned around and went upstairs.

In the evening, Gong Li returned to the hotel and did not see Chen Li'an in her room, so she went to Chen Li'an's room. She opened the door and saw that he was painting, so she did not disturb him.

Gong Li walked behind Chen Li'an and looked at his vertical canvas filled with gray and blue tones and a woman wearing a white dress and bright red embroidered shoes.

The woman's expression was very calm, and she stood quietly in the ancient house that was deliberately distorted and anthropomorphized by Chen Li'an, as if surrounded by a group of invisible monsters.

Gong Li looked at the half-length coffin exposed behind the woman and the dazzling red embroidered shoes, and inexplicably felt a suppressed anger and cry.

Chen Li'an paused with the brush in his hand, raised his head and glanced at Gong Li, then put down the brush and asked, "Are you hungry? Do you want to order you some midnight snack?"

"Not hungry." Gong Li shook her head slightly, looked at the painting and asked, "Why do you feel so angry?"

Chen Li'an dropped the brush in his hand, stood up, looked at Gong Li and asked, "Didn't you feel anger when you played Linglong?"

Gong Li thought for a while and understood what Chen Li'an meant. Although Linglong was entangled in love and hate in the movie, all the things she did were out of line in the society at that time. They were not understood by others and were subconscious. Fight.

But thinking of what Chen Li'an had complained about Director Cheng before, Gong Li couldn't help but smile and said, "You now think Director Cheng is making a feminist movie?"

"I didn't deny Director Cheng's creative ideas, I just thought he didn't make it." Chen Li'an looked at Gong Li who was deliberately teasing him, skipped the topic and asked: "Did the filming go well today? When will the filming be completed?"

Gong Li rubbed her arm a little tiredly and said, "The filming is over. Director Cheng will check it again tonight. If nothing goes wrong, it will be over tomorrow. There was a scene today and I ran back and forth several times holding the book. Time, you can rub it for me later."

Chen Li'an took Gong Li's arm and rubbed it gently, and then asked: "When do you plan to go to Singapore?"

"I'll go next week. I've already contacted my friends there, who have a dedicated nanny and a doctor."

"I'll take you there. I haven't been to Singapore yet."

"No, I'm afraid I won't be able to let you go."

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(Chapter 2 was written after I got up from a nap. Now that I’m sleepy again, I still have to go to bed. The number of words will be the same as promised, so don’t worry.)