owe us a good fight

Chapter 53 Time Brews True Love

Crowded cities are full of material temptations, money worship, impetuousness, monotonous life, and lack of value. When Cheng Mu stepped into the terminal building again, he witnessed Shen Qin holding Huo Ji'an's arm in every possible way and passing by him. , is like a stranger.It turns out that the good times in the past can only be preserved in memory forever, so that they will not be soaked by time and will not deteriorate due to fermentation.

After a two-hour flight, as soon as Cheng Mu returned to Shanghai, he rushed directly to the set.At the time when the film was shooting a flashback scene, a scene was shot near Pubei Road. On the sidewalk, a man with a kitchen knife was seen beheading two boys.Although the criminal was caught on the spot, the boy died after rescue efforts failed.After preliminary investigation, the suspect had the idea of ​​retaliating against the society due to running around with food and clothing and lack of livelihood, and then committed the crime.

The crew quickly evacuated the scene and moved to the next set of shooting.The volley design of Songjiang University Town is very futuristic. The main building of the School of Visual Arts has an ultra-avant-garde streamlined appearance and rich spatial changes. It is especially fashionable under the lens.

Because of the progress made two days before the reshoot, Cheng Mu basically worked from dawn to dusk, working day and night.

For young couples in love, "long-distance relationship" is really a hard and sad existence, and talking too much will cause tears.Surrounded by Yingying and Yanyan, Cheng Mu smiled helplessly and said, I am all alone.Cheng Songyuan blows the sea breeze and waves, draws love hearts on the beach, and sends lovesickness from afar.

At dusk one day, Cheng Mu returned to the hotel where the group stayed, and found that it was extremely lively, with fruits, drinks, snacks and desserts all available.Cheng Songyuan has already had a heated fight with the staff of the crew, and I don't know if it's because of the soft-spokenness of others. The deputy director, who was originally quite righteous, can actually say "Xiaoyuan has an event in Shenzhen tomorrow, and he came to Shanghai for a layover." Kind of nonsense.

Cheng Songyuan's expression was very serious, but there was an unruly breath in the corner of his eyes: "I heard that the situation in Shanghai is unstable, so I came to inspect it."

What kind of reason?Cheng Mu could imagine how Sister Shuang was about to vomit blood from anger: "Do you think it was during the Anti-Japanese War?"

Bai Yixuan had already begun to take shape as an actor when he was a child, and he played a part very cooperatively: "Big brother cares about us so much, it's earth-shattering."

Cheng Songyuan raised his eyebrows, and hung his whole body on his shoulders: "Little Xuanzi, since you are so moved, I'll give you a squeeze tonight."

Bai Yixuan was instantly hopeless, and was so frightened that he spoke Sichuan-style Mandarin: "Second Senior Brother's bed is bigger..."

Cheng Songyuan followed Cheng Mu into the room, picked him up, put him on his lap, and fed him a piece of chocolate: "In China, even if Sister Shuang cuts my ID card, I have nothing to fear."

The warm light came in, and Cheng Mu tilted his head: "After the filming in Shanghai is over, the whole crew will transfer to Beijing for a one-month studio shoot."

Cheng Songyuan kissed in his ear, and his eyes were full of charm: "I finally went back. Mu'er, you know how much I miss you!"

Cheng Mu didn't want to return to his heart: "Shancheng Beer, a close friend, brother Long will come again next time."

Cheng Songyuan hooked his lips and asked seriously: "Did you go to bed at 8:00 on time these two days?"

Cheng Mu was taken aback, he had already forgotten about it, so he could only avoid the subject and said, "Songyuan, I met Shen Qin a few days ago, it's really a strange encounter, goodbye on a different journey."

Cheng Songyuan frowned, his lonely and clear eyes were full of dissatisfaction: "I miss you, do you miss her?"

Cheng Mu smiled brightly: "Don't mention it, don't mention it. How is your album?"

Cheng Songyuan turned the Cartier bracelet unconsciously, and said: "The recording was basically completed years ago, and now it is in post-production. In fact, what I hope most is to hum a few words with you when you wake up in the morning and brush your teeth side by side, and sleep together at night. Sing a few verses while curling up under the covers and playing games."

In the age of smiling like a flower, singing lightly all the way, warmly entered the eyes, and also entered the painting.

Spread out on the orange desk is a piece of retro letter paper, with densely packed words on it: the surface is singing and dancing, but inside the people are full of complaints, reporting falsehoods layer by layer, deceiving the upper and lower, but not being taken seriously.Commodity prices and housing prices have crushed the fragility of human nature and squeezed the last hope of the poor. They have low self-esteem, hatred of the rich, low sense of happiness, and sharper class conflicts.When a person's inner world is extremely collapsed, completely defeated by reality, unable to see any joy in life, and the humble nerves of the vulnerable group can no longer bear his desperate body, he will randomly retaliate against the society, hoping to be relieved by death...

Cheng Songyuan read Cheng Mu's first draft for "Yuan Shuzhai", thoughtful, and his eyes became deep: "Desperate people have two reactions, one commits suicide and the other kills. The weak and weak bear the brunt of murder. You can't incite the public to sympathize For the perpetrators, the termination of every life is an irreparable tragedy, and the victims are always the most innocent. What we can do is try to seek system improvement and make behaviors reasonable."

Cheng Mu's heart was hit hard, and he gave him a thumbs up: "Well, the old men in the last century are different. So you also have a mature side."

"I can train you to be more mature." A trace of madness flashed in Cheng Songyuan's eyes, and the eager kiss took his breath involuntarily.

Yeyuehuachao, the love is fierce and urgent, Cheng Mu's faint protests surrendered instantly, a Wuyun Chuyu, sweet and tender.

Cheng Mu's face was flushed slightly: "Songyuan, can I be your boss?"

Cheng Songyuan put his arms around his chest, his thick eyelashes looked as beautiful as the flapping wings of a butterfly: "You're doing the wrong thing again!"

Cheng Mu's lingering mint voice was like a breeze blowing on his face, but it was firm and powerful, and penetrated into his eardrums: "No, I'm serious. I want to turn behind the scenes, concentrate on being a musician, and set up my own company. We can't do it like this , both of them are so busy, flying all over the country, seeing each other is a luxury."

With a look of enjoyment on his face, Cheng Songyuan stretched out his arms to wrap around her waist: "Mu'er, you are planning our future."

Cheng Mu said emotionally: "Well, we really want to be together for a long time, and it is impossible to be like this for a lifetime."

Cheng Songyuan was ecstatic, opened his mouth and said, "Mumu finally wants to live with me!"

Cheng Mu's smile was full of happiness: "Songyuan, I have captured your dream. After passing the parental barrier, let other things go with the wind."

It was just hazy, and Cheng Songyuan took the earliest flight to Shenzhen to participate in the KR mobile phone spring festival that he endorsed.Under the neon light strip, a loud promotional message is scrolling: He is excellent in color and art, not only has the four comprehensive developments in film, television, song and variety, but also blooms everywhere on the screen, and he is also the leader in the commercial value of post-95 male stars. dust.

During the interval between the concert, the Shenzhen Viewpoint program was interviewing, and a face turned upside down appeared on the big screen. Under the camera, Cheng Songyuan was as gorgeous as a peacock opening his tail. When talking about his love life, his eyebrows were beaming and he couldn't hide his joy. When the reporter asked a question The most regrettable thing, he thought for a while and said: "I didn't confess my love to the person I love first."

The internationally renowned fully transparent glass restaurant in Beijing uses a lot of logs and ceramic tiles, and follows an unorganized theme route. Dong Qiuqiao, who is about to get engaged, and Xiao Yun, who has just returned to China, meet here.

The person Dong Qiuqiao is going to marry is Zhang Qichu, the son of the chairman of Maochang Industrial Group. He has a woman outside, and he still hasn't received a marriage certificate after his third child. Xiao Yun is not optimistic about her choice.

Dong Qiuqiao sneered coldly: "Is it important? It's nothing more than a reproductive machine. The person he wants to marry is me, and the position of a billionaire's daughter-in-law can only be me."

Compared with the unrealistic pursuit of true love, a marriage between a well-matched family and a wealthy family may be their best destination.

Maybe there is God's will in the dark, Xiao Yun just moved his mobile phone, and the homepage recommendation popped up the live broadcast of the KR grand ceremony.

Dong Qiuqiao was confused: "Xiaoyuan clearly said that he chased you on his own initiative."

Xiao Yun seemed embarrassed, and his rosy red lips gradually lost their color: "So what? He's talking about the person he loves the most, not me."

Dong Qiuqiao has a straightforward personality, can afford everything, and gets along with her for several months. From the standpoint of a friend, she feels that it is necessary to help rehabilitate and resolve the misunderstanding between the two: "I have explained the matter of Dai Cui to you. Gu Nian is It's purely about the enthusiasm, and the others are all flowers and plants that can't be beat. I can guarantee with my personality that there is really no one else around him."

Xiao Yun pursed his lips and said in conflict: "He has always hidden that person in his heart, and no one can replace him."

Dong Qiuqiao's lips curled up, expressing curiosity: "Is it beautiful? Is your family background better than yours?"

Xiao Yun nodded indifferently, seeming to have something hard to say: "Well, maybe."

Dong Qiuqiao was even more puzzled, and shouted impatiently: "Who? How is it possible? If there is such an outstanding person, why didn't I see it? Are you sure I know him?"

Xiao Yun didn't know how to escape the shackles in his heart, and his eyes were slightly moist: "Well. I have no way to fight with him. Xiao Yuan is a person who doesn't believe in love at first sight. I don't have the friendship they grew up with, and I don't have their experience of standing together through thick and thin. .”

Dong Qiuqiao saw the helplessness in her eyes, even despair: "Xiaoyun, are you okay?"

Xiao Yun muttered to himself, "I wish all his scandals were true."