Bai Yueguang, he is two hundred catties

When Zhou Wenya was dazzled by the huge wave of money, Fang Man was sitting at a stone table in the park, eating pancakes.

On the left are the aunts dancing in the square, and the little kids behind are screaming and screaming. Fang Man is harmoniously mixed with a bunch of aunts and aunts, holding a hot pancake in one hand, shaking jiojio, and talking to the aunt on the other side with ease. play chess.

The battle situation in the Chuhe-Han area was anxious, the uncle frowned, he was hesitant, Fang Man made the calculations in his head, if nothing unexpected happened, he would make the uncle general in three more moves.

This uncle is the hopeful player of the whole park, shouldering the high expectations of the old brothers behind him, and taking every step with extreme caution.

A few minutes later, the uncle let out a burst of cheers, stood up and clapped passionately with the elderly companions watching the battle behind him.

"Young man, you didn't stabilize at the end!" The uncle sat back and shook his fan, "Another game?"

Fang Man swallowed the last bite of pancake fruit, smiled and pushed a can of Coke to the uncle, "Uncle next time, I have to go home."

The uncle narrowly beat Fang Man, obviously in a good mood, opened the can of Coke and touched Fang Man.

Fang Man asked the old man to make a move, and he lost if he lost, but he coaxed more than a dozen old men, and he was also happy when the old men were happy.

He always felt that if his father was still alive, the sunset red activities of the father and son might be like this.In the name of walking the dog, the two secretly ran out to open a small stove, eat and play chess, and when they were full, they walked home slowly.

Fang Man and the old man took a few sips happily, and Fang Man swayed back with salt and a few cans of Coke.

After walking a few steps, Fang Man's cell phone in his trouser pocket vibrated.

Fang Man thought his mother was urging him to go home, but when he took it out, it was Wei Lai.

Fang Man was puzzled, and answered the phone in doubt, "Chicken, what's the matter?"

"Congratulations, dog," Wei Lai giggled a few times, "Where are you? When will you come out to get together?"

Fang Man's first reaction was that Wei Lai also knew the news of his engagement to Kong Que, and said, "At my mother's house. Don't get together early, just bring your mouth. I'll say hello in advance for what you like to eat. "

"...Honey, what are you talking about?" Wei Lai paused, "Do you really want to invite me to your house for dinner? Auntie's craftsmanship, I don't dare to come. Forget it, I'll buy a few more Just vote for it, don’t invite me to dinner.”

Fang Man touched his nose and said, "What ticket? Why do I feel that we are not talking about the same thing?"

"Hey, the re-release of Alien is scheduled for 81, as a director, you won't know about it later than me, right?!"

Fang Man: "..."

Fang Man really didn't know.

His recent WeChat account is for selling movies, but Weibo is not on Weibo, and there are very few people in the industry who know his phone number. In addition, Kong Que's brain has been smashed, and he hasn't been online in the past few days. Yu was isolated from the world.

Wei Lai understood Fang Man's silence, and said with emotion: "Dog, connect yourself with a network cable. I originally came to share joy with you, but I didn't expect to share loneliness."

Fang Man felt belatedly, and Wei Lai said, "I'm dead, you should take a good look at it yourself."

Fang Man: "Uh huh huh huh huh, please contact me again huh huh..."

Wei Lai got used to Fang Man's conclusion on the phone, so he hung up the phone on his own initiative.

Fang Man found a shady corner and searched for heterogeneous entries.

Fang is full of heterogeneous directors, not producers. After heterogeneous releases are withdrawn, they are either buried in the company's film library or resold by several hands. The only chance to be seen is in the pirated film library.

Fang Man didn't expect to see it again. When Wei Lai talked to him, he even felt that the word alien was a little strange.

He didn't dare to think about the movie, and he couldn't breathe when he thought about it.

Which company bought the alien and allowed him to be released again?

Fang Man took several breaths before finding the distribution company - Moonlight Films.

Fang Man: "..." A vague sense of familiarity.

The opening logo of Moonlight Films, Fangman, is actually quite impressive. The pure black background, plus a minimalist logo like a semicircular peacock spreading its tail, looks extraordinarily cold among the fancy opening logos.

Moonlight, peacock.

Suddenly, Fang Man thought of Kong Que.

Kong Que was operating this guess behind the scenes, although it was unexpected, it was reasonable.

Fang Man took a sip of Coke to suppress his shock, and called Kong Que.

Kong Que quickly picked it up. His voice was a bit noisy, but Kong Que's voice was very clear.

"Fang Man." Kong Que said every word clearly, the electric wave was like a scorpion grinding away the nervous edges and corners in his tone, and the timbre was extraordinarily clear against the background of the noise.

"Yeah." Fang Man rubbed his nose and coughed again, "Thank you, Er."

Fang Man thanked Kong Que for letting the alien show again. Kong Que thought that what he thanked was a gift for his mother, so he raised his cane and poked the floor, saying politely, "You're welcome, you should."

"I really didn't expect you to..." Fang Man sniffed and held back his tears, "Fuck, is your male god almost ready?"

Kong Que: "..."

My brother is only halfway through.

Kong Que pushed his glasses and said anxiously, "My brother's head is still in the tent."

Fang Man: "...don't say it's so scary, it's just a head away, right?"

Kong Que: "I'll see you for a few minutes, then I'll go back and fix it."

Fang Man said: "Come on, hurry up. You can't see me now. How about a video first? Let's add a WeChat."

Kong Que: "Yes."

With a distance of 200 meters, the two made great efforts to add WeChat friends and even connected the video.

Fang Man sat on a bench in the elderly park with tears in his eyes.

Kong Que was wearing a white suit, leaning on a cane like walking on a red carpet, standing upright at the entrance of the Sunshine Supermarket, like an exquisite and beautiful billboard, attracting the eyes of men, women and children passing by.

The supermarket is very familiar. Fang Mansi just bought salt and snacks there 10 minutes ago.

Fang Man jumped up and said loudly: "...the supermarket behind you...fuck, are you in Jinjiang?"

Kong Que nodded.

"wait for me!"

Fang Man ran all the way to the supermarket on flip-flops, neither of them hung up the video.

Fangman sprinted with fierce dogs, and after more than [-] seconds, the green signboard of Sunshine Supermarket came into view, and then the white hole below, the setting sun shone down, and the white suit was like a reflector, illuminating his skin white and beautiful, It's like a fairy coming down to earth.

Kong Que's noble fairy filter shattered the moment he saw Fang Man, jumped down from the steps, and plunged into Fang Man's arms.

Fang Man staggered from being hit by Kong Que's head hammer, his chest was aching, thinking that there was no fat cushion, it really wouldn't work, after the engagement wedding, he would have to eat the meat back.

"Why are you here?" Fang Man rubbed Kong Que's forehead, "Hey, aren't you coming?"

Kong Que raised his face and looked straight at Fang Man.

"Miss Li said, I miss you."

"Fuck," Fang Manben wanted to cry because of the re-release of the movie, but when he heard this, his eyes turned red again, he lowered his head slightly, and quickly kissed Kong Que, "Actually, I miss you a lot too. I dare not call you because I am afraid that you will not let go of your anger. Of course, I am also angry, and now I am gone."

Kong Que stood on tiptoe, intending to kiss Fang Man tongue.

Fang Man pressed Kong Que's head, lowered him a few centimeters, returned to normal altitude, hugged him in his arms and said, "Don't move, let me hold you for a while."

Kong Que felt the lightness from Fang Man again, the feeling of being about to fly.

He knew that this meant that Fang Man was very happy.

Kong Que felt that he was going to fly with Fang Man like a balloon.

He took off his glasses, buried his face in Fang Man's neck and took a breath.

Because of empathy, Kong Que could smell the tea on Fang Man's body, his red wine, and the aroma of pancakes and fruits.

After Fang Man left, Kong Que only drank a few glasses of wine, even the sugar was not so sweet.

At this time, Kong Que inexplicably had an appetite, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm hungry."

Fang Man decided to have a fling with Kong Que this time, and said, "... shall we go to the hotel? But I have to go home and deliver the salt first."

Kong Que: "I want to eat what you just ate."

Fang Man was shocked: "... Pancake fruit?"

Kong Que rubbed Fangman's soft chest muscles, put on the silver-rimmed glasses with one hand, "I don't know what it is. You smell like seasoning."

"Hey...the pancake fruit is inside," Fang Man rubbed his neck, and led Kong Que to the pancake fruit stall with one hand and one foot, thinking, it's over, I'm yellow.