Middle age: leisurely life in the entertainment industry

Not long after entering Qinbei, the weather suddenly changed. We encountered late spring cold, the temperature dropped suddenly, and snowflakes started to fall.

The interior of the RV was as warm as spring. Liu Yimin was driving in front, and the other three were resting. Zhang Yang was leaning on the back of his chair with his eyes slightly closed, humming a little tune. Of course it wasn't the song "Advanced Animals", but it was Yu Dongqing. The song "Xintianyou" I wrote

I lower my head to the ravine

Chasing the passing years

The valley is filled with wind and sand

Miss my childhood

Du Hui sat by the window and read the book "Power Structure, Political Incentives and Economic Growth" seriously. He also took notes and said that he would have to teach graduate students after returning.

Yu Dongqing drank tea comfortably and looked at the scenery outside.

There are ravines unique to the Loess Plateau on both sides, and the RV travels like a snail on the winding road.

Suddenly, I found the beginning of a book about that time and space, and I couldn't help but read it aloud.

“On an ordinary day, the fine rain mixed with a few snowflakes was dripping down to the earth.

The season is approaching, and of course the snow will no longer remain. It often disappears without a trace before it even hits the ground. The cold and long winter of the Loess Plateau seems to be over, but the truly warm spring is far from coming. "

"Oh, Dongqing, you are so suitable for the occasion. You have become a great writer." Zhang Yang joked after hearing this.

"Yes, Dongqing." Du Hui also closed the book and looked at Yu Dongqing sitting by the window opposite: "It feels like the beginning of a novel."

That's right.

is the beginning of a novel.

It turns out that "The Ordinary World" written by Lu Yao in that time and space describes the people on this land.

Of course Yu Dongqing wouldn't say this. He just said that he read the beginning of a novel online and thought it was amazing, so he wrote it down.

"I thought it was written by you." Zhang Yang said.

"I don't have that ability."

"Didn't you write the fairy tale "The Wizard of Oz"?" Zhang Yang asked back.

Indeed.

That was the year before last. Xia Yunxing's father, Xia Chunqiu, the CEO of Shengshi Books, asked him to write it based on the story he told. It became an annual bestseller in children's literature.

There was originally another book called "Kung Fu Panda", but Yu Dongqing was slow to write it, and Xia Chunqiu couldn't do anything about it.

A few people were chatting when they suddenly heard Liu Yimin shout: "Brother! We are almost reaching Feng Pei's hometown!"

"Yimin, I'll drive." Yu Dongqing said.

He has been to Feng Pei's hometown and is familiar with the road.

The two changed places. Yu Dongqing drove off the provincial road, turned onto a county road and continued to drive into the mountains. After walking for about ten minutes, Yu Dongqing pointed to the mountain col in front: "Go over and you will reach Feng Pei's. Home."

The road is a cement road, although it is a bit narrow, but the RV can barely drive through it. Yu Dongqing also drives relatively slowly, mainly for safety reasons. The snow is getting heavier and heavier now, and the sky is full of wind and snow, and the visibility is very poor.

"Look, there's a person standing on the beam!" Zhang Yang pointed out the window and said. .

Yu Dongqing looked carefully, and sure enough there was a man standing on the beam.

"It's Feng Pei!" Yu Dongqing looked at the blurry figure in the snow and shouted.

Sure enough, the man on the beam also saw the RV driving in the wind and snow, waved his arm and walked down the cement road.

Sure enough, it was Feng Pei, wearing a blue down jacket with snow all over his body.

Yu Dongqing stopped the car beside him and quickly asked him to get up.

"In such a cold weather, you are not afraid of catching a cold while standing on the beam?" Yu Dongqing asked.

Feng Pei patted the snow on his body and said with a smile: "I was afraid that you would not be able to find the way, so I estimated the time to come out to pick you up, but I didn't expect you to be late."

"The main reason is that the snow is too heavy and I dare not drive fast. The snow here is really heavy for you."

"It's cold in spring. Normally there's not so much snow in spring."

The vehicle started and continued walking. After crossing the mountain ridge, we saw a small village - Hougou Village, Feng Pei's hometown.

Feng Pei's home is at the edge of the village, and Yu Dongqing drives directly to the yard. Hearing the sound of cars outside, the cave door opened, and Feng Pei's parents came out to greet him with smiles.

Yu Dongqing and the others got out of the car and greeted them quickly, then followed them into the cave dwelling carrying gifts of all sizes bought from Yinchuan.

It's cold outside, but it's very warm inside the cave. Inside is a big kang with a table on it.

"Come on, get on the kang, get on the kang." Feng Pei's father, wrapped in the most common white towel among Qinbei people, greeted with a smile.

Everyone was not polite, took off their coats and shoes, got on the kang, and sat around the table.

Not long after, Feng Pei's mother brought plates of food.

Baotou meat, fried old tofu, spicy sheep's trotters, and egg noodles. They are all specialties of northern Qin, and of course the wine - Ten Years West Wind is indispensable.

After traveling for a long time, several people were hungry. Seeing so many delicious foods, they were not polite. They ate vegetables and meat. They were so happy.

After the meal, everyone chatted.

"Holly, I watched your performance at the music festival last night online, and the song "Higher Animals" was absolutely amazing."

"There are a lot of people scolding me online." Zhang Yang said with a smile.

"When Dongqing wrote this song and showed it to us, we probably had a lot of controversy." Liu Yimin also chimed in.

"But after discussion, we decided to sing this song."

"Haha, if it is not published, it will be a great loss to rock music. The lyrics are really good."

Yeah, that's great.

At that time and space, Yu Dongqing couldn't help but be shocked when she saw this lyrics, and she was even more impressed when she saw the video of the performance in the Hong Kong Coliseum.

At that time, Dou Wei was still young, a handsome man in a suit.

The people in Mo Shang are like jade, and the young master is unparalleled in the world.

Everyone started talking about other things, their own lives, and the embarrassing things they did when they were in school. It wasn't until midnight that they went back to sleep.

Yu Dongqing and the others naturally slept in the car.

Although the snow had lightened the next morning, the weather was still hazy. It was blowing from the north and the roads in the countryside were covered with heavy snow. Feng Pei originally wanted to take them to visit nearby scenic spots, but seeing that the roads were not suitable, he didn't Law goes.

"Brother, there's nothing we can do, this is the condition." Feng Pei apologized.

"It's okay, we're just here for a leisurely stroll anyway." Du Hui said, suddenly mentioning that he wanted to visit the school where Feng Pei teaches.

"As a professor, are you a class addict?" Zhang Yang laughed, but still agreed.

The junior high school where Feng Pei taught was in the town, not far from their village. Everyone walked towards the school while talking and laughing without driving.

When we entered the campus, it was time for classes to end. Students were playing and playing outside. When they saw Feng Pei and a middle-aged man coming over, they immediately became well-behaved and said hello to each other "Principal Feng, Principal Feng."

"There are two teaching buildings in the school, but there are not many students." Zhang Yang found a problem and asked casually.

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