Roaming in the world of film and television

"I laugh...what am I laughing at?"

Song Qingyuan said: "Nanfang, don't you think your old man is very similar to Qiao Yicheng's father?"

Xiang Nan was puzzled: "What do you mean?"

"Their family is one, two, three, and four. You have one in the south and one in the north. Fortunately, auntie is the only daughter. If you have a few more children, they must be one in the east and the other in the west."

Lin Yue and Xiang Nanfang smiled at each other, Song Qingyuan's focus was always so strange.

At this time, the two passed by a toy stall, and she squatted down, picked up a magnetic graffiti board and asked the price.

Song Qingyuan walked over smelling of alcohol, hooked Lin Yue's shoulder with his right hand: "How is it? Going around and back to the original point, let me tell you, it's yours, you can't run away, it's not yours, fight for it No. Brother, I still say that, you and Nanfang are a match made in heaven."

"what are you guys saying?"

Xiang Nanfang raised his head and saw Song Qingyuan looking at him with a smile, his eyes full of drama.

"Oh, I was discussing with him why you bought this, and you have no children at home."

"It's like this. The district is going to hold a cultural performance on New Year's Day. I think this is good. I plan to buy some and send them to the children in the art troupe as souvenirs after the performance."

"Look, look, caring, responsible, smart and capable, isn't it just like you?"

These words were addressed to Lin Yue.

"Okay, let's go, you will talk nonsense every time you drink too much."

Lin Yue gave Song Qingyuan a push, and he staggered forward, muttering something, "Walking in all directions, the road is long and the water is long, and I am confused, village after village..."

Xiang Nanfang said: "Lao Song is like this. He obviously can't drink bars, but he is still not convinced. Every time he has to fight for the first place. He said that the amount of alcohol depends on his mood."

"I didn't expect you to drink so well. Those glasses of wine... almost half a catty?"

"In this matter, they all said that I will follow my father." Xiang Nanfang tilted his neck and looked at him a few times: "You can drink quite well, but you are not drunk at all."

"Maybe it was developed in the past few years in Beijing."

"By the way, I heard from Lao Song that you resigned this time because you were chased and injured by those lawbreakers during your unannounced visits, and you often receive death threats."

"That's right."

"Then your injury... all right?"

"It's nothing serious, but the joint was dislocated. I went to the doctor to straighten the bone, and applied a little safflower oil. It's almost healed."

Xiang Nanfang heard that, and his slightly frowning eyebrows relaxed: "It's good to go back to Nanjing, at least it will be safer."

snap~

At this time, there was a strange noise in front of him. It was Song Qingyuan who stomped on an empty soda can.

Xiang Nan's heart moved, and he said loudly, "Old Song, do you want to play a game?"

"what game?"

"Compare who can run faster."

After saying this, she kicked the can, and the can flew out with a bang.

Song Qingyuan drank a lot of wine, and when he was blown by the evening wind, he lost his mind long ago. When he heard about the competition, of course he couldn't lose to the woman Xiang Nanfang, so he threw his arms and ran away without saying a word.

Xiang Nanfang pretended to trot for two steps, turned his head back to Lin Yue, stuffed his handbag into his arms, and ran across the road.

Except for the different dialogues along the way, it is basically a flip-flop of the plot of the TV series.

However, Lin Yue didn't complain that the power of the world was working again, because he knew very well that Xiang Nan did it on purpose.

The plot in the TV series is that Xiang Nanfang gave the bag to Qiao Yicheng, and chose to run in the direction that was different from Song Qingyuan. Who should Qiao Yicheng chase? Song Qingyuan sees him every day, but can Xiang Nanfang see him every day? So it must be the latter.

As soon as he chased him, Mochou Lake Park was right next to him. Where did Xiang Nan go to watch fireflies in winter? Not to mention whether there will be, is there still a mood to view the scenery in the freezing cold wind? So this incident was essentially Xiang Nanfang's desire to get rid of Song Qingyuan's light bulb and date Qiao Yicheng.

Here, of course, it is the same, so it has nothing to do with the power of the world at all.

"Wait, don't run so fast."

Lin Yue followed the trail to the lake, Xiang Nanfang stopped and looked at him out of breath.

"Guess what will happen if Song Qingyuan can't find us?"

"have no idea."

"I don't know...hahahaha." She looked at Lin Yue's slightly helpless face and smiled: "But you can ask him when we meet tomorrow."

"Hopefully he won't take his anger out on me."

"No, my brother and I have been playing with him like this since we were young."

"ah?"

"He's not bad either. When he was young, he cheated on us every day. My father was a strict man. He would beat my brother if he went too far. He just laughed and made faces secretly."

Lin Yue said, "Well, it's Song Qingyuan's style."

"It's a pity that our family moved to Nanjing not long ago." Xiang Nannan sat down on the trunk of a overgrown tree, looked at the glistening water under the street lamp and said, "When I was young, I used to come here to watch fireflies every summer. At that time, there were very few entertainment items, and there would be a circle of people around the lake. I was not tall enough, so I stepped on this tree and stood on tiptoe to look into the crowd. I remember one time I accidentally fell down and sprained my foot. Dad was grounded for two months."

"Your father is really strict enough. I'm afraid of what he said."

"That was in the past, okay. He's getting older now, and his mind is much calmer. You'll know when you meet him later."

"..."

Perhaps sensing that the above sentence was a bit ambiguous, she quickly changed the subject.

"It's a pity that it's October now, even if there are still fireflies, it's hard to see them."

Lin Yue said, "Do you want to see it?"

Xiang Nansha shook his head: "What's the use of thinking? It's not just a dream. Heaven can obey people's wishes and wishes come true."

"If you don't try, how can you be sure it won't work?"

He took off the bag and put it on the grass, walked two steps forward, and shouted to Pinghu Lake in the distance and Miliu beside the lake: "Hey, Firefly, where are you? The south misses you..."

Xiang Nanfang laughed wildly from behind.

"Qiao Yicheng, can't you see that you are so naive, if you shout at the lake a few times, they will fly out? Then there won't be so many regrettable things in this world."

Lin Yue didn't look back, and turned his back to her and said, "Fireflies themselves represent hope. Movies, novels, comics, and dramas also endow them with the meaning of magic and miracles."

As soon as the words fell, there was a little more light on the dark lake.

When Xiang Nannan looked over, there were more and more fluorescent spots, like elves dancing in the wind, illuminating the entire lake.

She was stunned.

Appeared, indeed appeared.

He yelled over there a few times, and the fireflies came out.

Xiang Nanfang jumped off the overgrown tree trunk, walked quickly to Lin Yue's side, staring blankly at the beautiful scene ahead.

"Qiao Yicheng, tell me... am I dreaming?"

"Whether it's a dream or not, make a wish, maybe it will come true?"

Xiang Nanzhen clenched his fists and closed his eyes facing the stars and stars in the night sky.

"In some literary works, autumn fireflies are creatures that are particularly persistent in love. Their persistence in love allows them to survive the summer and become autumn fireflies."

Xiang Nanfang followed the sound and found that Lin Yue had already sat down, and followed him on the still green grass.

"Joe Yicheng."

"Um?"

"Thank you."

...

Qiao's old house.

Qiao Zuwang pointed to the graffiti on the wall and said: "Look, look at it, you have no quality, you are so lack of quality, I don't care if you drew it by a child, what's wrong with the child's drawing? It's all adults who don't care about it. Fang, if you want to rent me in the future, you have to... hmph, there is no future."

The more he talked, the more angry he became, and the more he talked, the more excited he became.

Wei Shufang was sitting on a federal chair by the south window, with Qi Weimin on the left and Ma Yulin on the right.

Accompanied by soft creaks, Aunt Wu pushed open the door of the east room and came out: "It's a bit outrageous."

"Really?" Qiao Zuwang said angrily, "Country people are unreasonable."

"I said Brother Qiao, next time you rent a house, remember to ask for a deposit, and if something is broken, the money will be deducted."

"Yes, that's a good idea."

Wei Shufang said: "What? You still want to rent out the house?"

Qiao Zuwang was stupefied when he heard this, pondered for a moment, and said with a stiff neck: "I don't want to rent the old house anymore, I just rent out 10% of the house in Baibupo. Over there, the rent is even higher than here. high."

"I said brother-in-law, you asked us to come here, if it's just to complain, then we'll go back."

Wei Shufang got up from the sofa, and Ma Yulin hurried over to help her up.

Seeing that she was about to leave, Qiao Zu became impatient and hurried to stabilize the two of them: "His second aunt, don't rush to leave, let's talk about business, will the business be accomplished?"

"That's about the same." Wei Shufang gave him a gouged look, and slowly sat back: "Aren't you talking about business? Let's talk."