Fringe artists in the entertainment industry

Chapter 26 26. Is it illegal for me to hit someone in mainland China (please read more...)

With the arrival of August, Chen Li'an's leisurely life came to an end.

Now he is packing his things and preparing to take the car to Jiangsu Province.

He went alone. Shu Qi and Director Cheng had already set off for Suzhou a week ago.

It's a long way from Beijing to Tongli Water Village, so far that the train tickets Chen Li'an bought were for sleeper trains.

Fortunately, it is not the peak period for the start of school, nor is it the terrible Spring Festival travel rush.

Otherwise, Chen Li'an might choose to spend huge sums of money to fly.

It takes seventeen hours to take the green train from Beijing to Suzhou. Chen Li'an has never taken such a long train before.

I couldn't sleep, and there was no one to talk to on the road, not even anyone playing cards.

There were not many people in the entire sleeper car. Most of them were sleeping or reading in their own bunks.

After getting in the car, Chen Li'an lay in bed in a daze for five hours, ate a box lunch and continued in a daze for another two hours.

The scenery outside the car window was no longer visible, and the pitch-black scene finally made Chen Li'an feel sleepy.

Chen Li'an yawned and fell into a deep sleep.

When Chen Li'an woke up again, he had arrived in Suzhou.

It was the flight attendant who woke him up. Chen Li'an rubbed his eyes and looked at the slightly white sky outside the car window. His consciousness was a little blurry. In just a few hours, he had several dreams.

The dream was filled with crimson sunset glow and a full moon emitting cold moonlight.

"We're here at Suzhou station!" The steward took out the ticket and handed it to Chen Li'an and handed it back to him.

Chen Li'an came to his senses and took the ticket, took out the ticket exchange card from his pocket and handed it to the conductor.

Before the train entered the station, Chen Li'an ran to the back of the carriage and washed his face to drive away his sleepiness.

After coming out of Suzhou Station, Chen Li'an touched his belly and ran to a breakfast shop that had just opened to buy some steamed buns.

After squatting on the roadside and eating steamed buns, Chen Li'an lit a cigarette and waited for Shu Qi to pick him up.

The morning in Jiangnan was misty, and the air had a touch of gentleness. Compared with the dry capital, Chen Li'an liked it here better.

Looking at the boss surrounded by the heat of the steamed buns, Chen Li'an took out his camera and gently pressed the shutter button on him.

Ever since he got a camera, Chen Li'an has always liked to record the beautiful scenes around him.

Drop~

The annoying honking sound ruined the beauty of this moment. Chen Li'an turned around and saw Shu Qi sitting on a Toyota Camry waving to him.

Well, for the sake of Shu Qi coming to pick him up, Chen Li'an decided to forgive him for rudely honking the horn just now.

Chen Li'an walked over with a bag on his back and a bag of buns in his hand, opened the car door and got in.

"You've been waiting for a long time. My alarm clock was set late." Shu Qi explained with a yawn.

Chen Li'an shook his head and explained: "I came just in time. I just finished breakfast. Do you want to bring some for you?"

Shu Qi felt a little moved, licked her lips but still refused: "I've been feeling sick to my stomach for the past two days,"

"Can you give it to me? I like mainland breakfast." A voice suddenly came from the back seat of the car.

Chen Li'an didn't notice anyone else in the back seat just now. He turned his head in surprise and saw Zhang Guorong and a woman sitting in the back seat.

"I just went to pick up my brother first." Shu Qi explained with a smile.

Chen Li'an looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar face in the back seat, and was stunned for a second before passing the breakfast in his hand.

"Nice to meet you, really happy." Chen Li'an's voice was a bit unspeakably sad, with a hint of regret and happiness.

Zhang Guorong reached out to take the breakfast and looked at Chen Li'an with squinted eyes, not quite understanding the strange tone just now.

"Are you also a fan of my brother?" Shu Qi asked in surprise. He had never heard Chen Li'an say that before.

Chen Li'an shook his head and nodded again. It was so strange that the other three people in the car looked puzzled.

"That's not true." Zhang Guorong took out a bun and took a bite, then said, "Thank you for the bun, it tastes very good."

Shu Qi looked at Chen Li'an with a headache, feeling that he had returned to his desperate look and spoke in a foggy manner.

Shu Qi rolled her eyes at Chen Li'an, then acted as an introducer and said to Leslie Cheung, "This is Chen Li'an, a very powerful actor."

"This is my brother, no need for me to introduce him." Shu Qi looked at Chen Li'an again and said with a smile.

Chen Li'an shook his head slightly, then looked at the other person in the back seat, a woman with long hair parted in the middle, who seemed to have a gentle personality.

"Cheng Shufen, my agent." Zhang Guorong took the initiative to introduce.

Chen Li'an nodded slightly, then looked at Leslie Cheung and Cheng Shufen and said, "My name is Chen Li'an. Nice to meet you."

"Why don't you be so polite? We are all friends." Shu Qi complained aloud. He had a somewhat casual temperament and didn't like such an atmosphere.

"Okay, Mr. Calf." Chen Li'an smiled and called the nickname he gave Shu Qi.

I don't know when, Zhang Guorong had finished eating those buns, and he looked over and asked curiously: "Why do you call me Mr. Aqi Shanshan?"

Shu Qi immediately protested with dissatisfaction: "He's out of his mind. He joined the set because he hugged my thighs. My thighs are my thighs, so he called me my calves."

Chen Li'an, who was out of his mind, curled his lips and reminded: "You said it was the calf yourself."

Zhang Guorong leaned forward on the seat, smiled and watched Chen Li'an and Shu Qi bickering, and couldn't help but said: "You guys have a good relationship. I don't know, I thought you had known each other for a long time."

"Well, it didn't take long, but our personalities are quite compatible. I really like him. He is really serious about acting."

I don't know if it's because of meeting the fellow villagers, but Shu Qi now speaks in a Hong Kong style.

Chen Li'an was not used to hearing this, but he still liked Shu Qi, whose accent was a bit distorted.

Zhang Guorong said with great interest: "You have praised him several times, is he that good?"

"It's really good. You'll know when it turns on tomorrow." Shu Qi replied seriously.

Zhang Guorong turned his head and looked at Chen Li'an curiously. Because the distance was relatively close, he even saw his own reflection in Chen Li'an's pure black eyes.

Leslie Cheung wiped his hair, apparently using Chen Li'an's pupils as a mirror.

"I don't know if he's good at acting. He's very handsome, but not as handsome as me." Leslie Cheung said the second half of the sentence in Cantonese. It seemed that Chen Li'an didn't understand and the joke was in vain, so he couldn't help laughing.

Chen Li'an could understand some everyday Cantonese, but he couldn't speak it very well. He looked at Zhang Guorong, who was laughing, speechlessly.

He seemed to like to laugh, but why didn't he laugh later?

"Wow, do you understand?" Zhang Guorong noticed Chen Li'an's expression and said with some surprise.

Chen Li'an couldn't help but look at Zhang Guorong and said: "I understand, you are more handsome."

"Haha. Haha, it feels so embarrassing."

A burst of laughter immediately sounded in the car, and in the early morning in Jiangnan, it spread far away with the light mist.

In the light mist, the boat swayed forward gently, breaking the water surface full of lotus leaves, forming a beautiful ripple.

Zhang Guorong sat on the boat and looked at the pond full of lotus flowers, but his temperament was not compatible with the misty Jiangnan where apricot blossoms, bridges and flowing water flowed.

Hong Kong people always have a very obvious temperament. They are nurtured by the soil and water, and people from different customs and cultures seem to be very different.

However, Zhang Guorong's own temperament can be well integrated into this Jiangnan scenery, like a noble prince with elegant temperament.

Chen Li'an does not have this kind of aristocratic temperament. He is more like a proud black swan swimming in the pond with his long neck raised, content and at the same time alienated from others.

Cheng Shufen was sitting at the stern of the boat and was communicating with Shu Qi in Cantonese, but she spoke too fast and Chen Li'an couldn't understand what was being said.

Zhang Guorong reached out and plucked the lotus leaf on the water, hoping that the water droplets on the lotus leaf would flow into his palm, but he forgot about the boat and moved forward, and accidentally tore off a piece of the lotus leaf.

Water splashed onto Chen Li'an's camera lens. Chen Li'an turned his head and glanced at this "childish" guy.

Looking at the half lotus leaf in his hand, Zhang Guorong threw it away with a little embarrassment, looked at Chen Li'an who was wiping the lens, and deliberately asked for a topic: "How old are you?"

"It's almost twenty-one." Chen Li'an replied, putting down the camera in his hand.

"You are so young, I feel a little bored looking at you."

Zhang Guorong seemed a little surprised and looked at Chen Li'an. He looked very young indeed, but his temperament did not look like that of a twenty-year-old man.

Chen Li'an glanced at Zhang Guorong and said, "Some people in their thirties are as childish as children."

Zhang Guorong was stunned for a moment and then said: "You have such a vicious tongue."

"Well, that's what naive people think."

"Shufen! Isn't it illegal for me to hit someone in mainland China?"