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Shen Xingbo must say that after these days of getting along, he actually doesn't hate Lin Guantao that much - look, he even wants to help him chase Ning Ping, although he is currently stuck on the first step - Lin Guantao... is more than he imagined Yes, it's better, although every time he starts to write questions, Shen Xingbo will think of the cheating Daoist Fu.

But, but, Lin Guantao is really not a good roommate.

First of all, Lin Guantao hates him very much. This is like nonsense. He is an adult, and he fully understands that he can't just ask Lin Guantao to reciprocate. I still don't understand why Lin Guantao hates him. They obviously have no intersection. The only intersection, which was the casting of "Yesterday's Spring Breeze", ended with Lin Guantao's complete victory. He can't think of any reason. Lin Guantao would hate him.However, because Lin Guantao hated him very much, all the entertainment activities that could be done with his roommates, such as recalling the past, playing ball, playing cards, all fell through.Well, the poker game didn't fail, but he really didn't want to think about that fateful night.

Secondly, Lin Guantao...he is a nerd in a broad sense, the kind that really exists. Shen Xingbo always thought that it was just his persona, just like Shen Xingbo himself, he gave himself a "king"!But he knew that, in his heart, he was still that excellent working-class people.Lin Guantao's science nerd character set... it's true, he even carries a Geller counter with him because this sea area is connected to the Sea of ​​Japan!

Shen Xingbo expressed that he was under a lot of pressure.He couldn't bear a roommate like this. He felt that Lin Guantao would come up to scan him with the counter at any time, and then said to him in his usual indifferent tone: "Sorry, your radiation has exceeded the standard."

This is also one of the reasons why he always wears a coat in front of Lin Guantao.

But, of course, there is also a good side. For example, he really likes to see Lin Guantao confronting him tit for tat. In life, it is very pleasing to the eye, and having a pleasing roommate can greatly improve a person's happiness index... Probably, he must be crazy, he sounds like Lin Guantao himself now.

In short, after a while of running away from life, he finally pulled himself out of the pillow.

More importantly, he suddenly thought of a key question. Just half a day ago, Lin Guantaohai said harsh words to him, wishing to kill him with his eyes. What happened to make him willing to be with him half a day later? room? ?

Shen Xingbo felt that there was a very big problem here.

Lin Guantao's reasons for moving here are obvious. First, he wants to ensure that Shen Xingbo will not meet with Ning Ping alone. Second, they are colleagues. It's time to start a confrontation. What?Halfway through filming?It's okay, better late than never.

Shen Xingbo couldn't believe his ears after hearing Lin Guantao's words. The moment Lin Guantao moved in, he thought he had reached the peak of horror. But - this peak value is refreshed too fast!

"Sorry, what did you just say?? Can you say it again?" He turned his head and pointed his ear at Lin Guantao.

Lin Guantao calmly and calmly repeated what he just said: "I think we should match the film. After all, this is Director Wang's movie, and we are professionals."

Shen Xingbo: "I thought we've demonstrated our professionalism before we even had a big fight." He said dryly.

Lin Guantao knew he was mocking himself, but it didn't matter.He opened the script, and his script was as neat as himself. Shen Xingbo always thought that Lin Guantao was the kind of person who would make three layers of annotations on the script, but he hadn’t seen it so far. He believed it must be because Lin Guantao had a secret book. Notes, the kind with a black cover.

He turned to the scene where Chi Zhuo and Zou Hai reunited, raised his head and said, "Come and try?"

Shen Xingbo covered his face with one hand and sighed, stretched out the other hand, motioning him to wait a moment: "I'll find out where my pants are first."

Lin Guantao nodded.

By the time Shen Xingbo came out in neat clothes, Lin Guantao had already changed into Chi Zhuo's special post-production expression, which was cold, shrewd, with deep eyes, exuding a capitalist atmosphere.

Shen Xingbo knocked on the wall with his knuckles: "So where is the negotiating table?"

Lin Guantao raised his chin, indicating the air in front of him: "Just pretend."

Shen Xingbo: "All right."

Chi Zhuo has stepped into a dead end of thinking. On the one hand, he does not want Zou Hai to affect his future because of him. On the other hand, the resentment and dissatisfaction that have been concealed by arrogance for many years are exposed at once. He really loves Zou Hai. , he is his most proud student, and he is also really jealous of Zou Hai. The problem of Zou Hai's father's status has been resolved. Himself, he is a man with no future.Because of his complicated feelings towards Zou Hai, Chi Zhuo completely cut off contact with him when he arrived in Shenzhen.

Zou Hai has sent him countless letters—this shot will be interspersed in Chi Zhuo’s shot—like a stone falling into the ocean, without any response.

After Zou Hai graduated, he was assigned to a factory. He was happy. Being a worker is the most honorable profession. Now, he is a worker himself, but the profile of Chi Zhuo when he left appeared in front of him from time to time. , when he was repairing the machine, when he was holding a bowl to eat lunch with everyone in the cafeteria, when he was holding the materials to study before going to bed, Chi Zhuo's ironic and cold side face would appear in front of his eyes, Followed like a shadow, tortured his heart, but also made him glad that he did not forget Chi Zhuo's appearance.

He knows what they are doing in Shenzhen. Now it is 1988. Of course he should know what Shenzhen is doing. Although there are many people who scoff at his colleagues, Zou Hai smiles simply when he listens to their high-spirited speeches. When he didn't speak, Chi Zhuoran's indifferent voice would sound in his mind: "I'm going to Shenzhen."

Sometimes, there will be a follow-up sentence: "Are you coming?"

He knew that he was shameless, he was thinking about it, he was thinking about it, and he almost believed that Chi Zhuo had really said such a thing, he really invited him, and we will meet again when all the dust settles.

However, with the clattering, pots and pans, the moonlight shining in, and reality returning to its place, his life is still an existence without delay.

Something happened in this year, Bai Jin returned to China.

When she appeared in front of Zou Hai, she was wearing a suspenders. Director Wang's cursive commentary on the scene of Bai Jin's appearance was as follows - "I don't care what color the suspenders are, and what else I wear! In short, Must have camisole!"

Of course it is a camisole, comrades, how can there be no camisole in an elevator about reform and opening up, the camisole is the root of the conflict.

It would be like a Jazz Age movie without a bob if Park Jin wasn't wearing a camisole.

Bai Jin did not come back alone. When she arrived, she was surrounded by a Chinese-American investor who was older than her. The investor always missed her motherland, so she came back to contribute.

When Bai Jin was wearing that suspender shirt, falling from the sky in a glamorous manner.

Golddigger.

Zou Hai heard Chi Zhuo's indifferent and disdainful voice ringing in his ear.

Afterwards, some things happened again. He talked with Bai Jin a few times and pushed the road a few times. Bai Jin asked him if he wanted to be together. Zou Hai hesitated for a moment and agreed. Bai Jin told her experience, and Zou Hai He listened carefully, but couldn't help but wonder if Chi Zhuo is the same, unaccompanied, using any means to climb up.

Then, Bai Jin followed the investor back to the United States.

Zou Hai decided to resign and go to Shenzhen. This year, 1989.

And when they meet again, it is already the end of the century.

Shen Xingbo closed the bathroom door and opened it again, this time it was the meeting room door.

Zou Haishang studied radio when he was in college. He learned very quickly and very well. He read all the recommended and not-recommended books, and seized every opportunity to practice. When he was in the factory, frankly speaking, he was a little depressed. He felt that what he had learned could not be used, the pain of not being able to use his strengths, and the doubts about whether the knowledge he had learned in the past could be used were added to him one after another.He himself always told himself that this is normal, don't always feel that you are buried, it's too ridiculous, people far better than him are doing this glorious job with peace of mind.But in the dead of night, Chi Zhuo's sneer would tell him that he was deceiving himself and others, he obviously couldn't be more depressed and angry.

It was Chi Zhuo who made his heart wild.

After arriving in Shenzhen, he first did some other work, such as packing boxes at the dock and washing bottles in the factory. However, this time was not long. He needed to know about Shenzhen. He meant that he knew about Shenzhen before he came. He had a general idea, he knew what he was here for, but this was not enough, he needed to feel it concretely, then he found a few companions and started to make color TV.Ten years is enough for him to fight his way out.

This time they are going to discuss cooperation with a sales "platform". The founder of this platform is said to have started this business when the crime of "speculation" still exists. During this period when businessmen are full of bandits , such courageous people are often more trusted by the big guys, so in just a few years, they will become bigger

Zou Hai walked into the conference room with his usual smile. He was born in a rural area, so he looked simple and reliable, and his cheerful face amplified this point even more, so he always smiled when he talked to anyone, and he made money with kindness.

However, when he opened the door, his hand froze on the doorknob, and his smile froze on his face. There was clearly a person he was very familiar with and yet very strange sitting at the other end of the meeting room.

"Mr. Chi." He paused, feeling that this title was a bit ironic at the moment.

"Mr. Chi Zhuo." He called out again.

Chi Zhuo raised his head from the other side of the conference table, his expression was indifferent, his face was as handsome as before.

The author has something to say: This chapter is a little bit watery, so double update