Back to the Republic of China as a director

inside the yard.

Ji Shuangyu and Zhou Siyin walked out of the room. I don't know if it was an illusion of the book's lies, but their steps were not easy.

"Why did you stay in there for so long and didn't come out when the power was off?" Shu Huayan said cautiously, "And I seem to hear someone swearing, Brother Baoduo really can't keep respecting you... "

It is said to be careful, but if you look carefully, you can see a trace of schadenfreude in the brows and eyes of the book, as if rejoicing that this person finally came to accompany me, how can I be the only one being scolded.

Ji Shuangyu smiled slightly: "No, I was the one cursing."

After all, inexplicably (again) not human.

The book blatantly said: "...I don't believe it."

Zhou Siyin: "..."

He got closer to Ji Shuangyu, frowned and said in a low voice: "What the hell is it? Haven't I guessed it yet? It's not Hu Xian, it's not life impermanence, and it's not raising the ear god... It can't be Baixian, right? Lively."

Baixian is a hedgehog, and he likes to be quiet.

Ji Shuangyu: "..."

Does this person still think he is quite logical? ?

Ji Shuangyu said speechlessly: "My friend, I am a normal person. Ji Shuangyu himself has no supernatural phenomena at all, let alone any kind of family-based religious service provider. Don't make wild guesses."

There really is Zhou Baoduo!

He was about to shed tears, and when Zhou Siyin opened his mouth, he held back in a daze.Immediately afterwards, Zhou Siyin realized that she had failed to guess twice, and she was very embarrassed and anxious...!He began to list and exclude them one by one, and then Ji Shuangyu became angry and cursed.

Looking at Ji Shuangyu's reaction, Zhou Siyin knew that his guess was roughly correct, and Ji Shuangyu was only angry when he didn't guess his real body correctly - and that was indeed the case.But he really couldn't think of it, it seems that he is still not knowledgeable enough, and today he spoke abruptly and impulsively.

"Okay." Zhou Siyin said, with a look of acceptance, "I'll go back and look up the ancient books."

Ji Shuangyu: "..."

No way, his last bit of loneliness and melancholy...will be completely destroyed by Zhou Siyin!

It's both funny and helpless.

Ji Shuangyu said with a smile: "You, go to the Kunlun Library, don't just read Zhiguai, you can read more about physics when you have time."

Zhou Siyin: "?"

Zhou Siyin really looked purely suspicious, he didn't feel that he had any loopholes at all, and he was invulnerable in his own worldview.

Ji Shuangyu: "... Forget it, as long as you are happy."

Zhou Siyin didn't know how to answer the conversation for a while, he just wanted to be happy, this is so weird...

It was not early at this time, and the workers finished their work and went back after receiving their wages. This is a daily job.When Ji Shuangyu left next month, he entrusted Jiang Sanjin, a famous enthusiastic person, to supervise the work.

"By the way, Brother He Nian will go to Shanghai next month," Shu Huayan said with emotion, "Although I cannot go to Shanghai as a human being, I will definitely contribute to the newspapers in Shanghai to cheer for you. You must represent the Beijing faction and fight hard!" Kill the prestige of the Shanghai faction."

"Thank you very much." Ji Shuangyu's heart was much calmer, "It's a pity that you can't kiss in Shanghai, let's see how I conquer the audience."

His words were not as fierce as the book's gossip, after all, he was targeting the audience, not the "Jiang Sihais" over there.

But this sentence still tickled the book's heart.He was originally a full-time writer, with a rich family background, no need to work anywhere, and no shortage of money, "If you put it this way, I really want to take a trip to Shanghai..."

Ji Shuangyu said happily: "Really? If you go, it will definitely help us increase the publicity. Brother Lianyan, you are so kind!"

"Yes, yes! I invite readers to watch it together!" Shuhuayan put Ji Shuangyu's arm, also very excited, the two are really a happy pair of good friends.

Zhou Siyin said coldly from the side: "By the way, die?"

The book blatantly said: "..."

He withdrew his hand lazily, "You know again."

He really has this plan. Once he arrives in Shanghai, he will send back the obituary immediately, and he will not show up for three months unless he "die".

Ji Shuangyu was also speechless, disappointed and said: "How can you lie to my feelings!"

The book said inexplicably: "No way, I really want to delay the manuscript."

Ji Shuangyu: "..."

"There is also a way to go to Shanghai." Zhou Siyin said leisurely suddenly, "Even the bookstore can fund and take you to Shanghai, and the transportation, board and lodging are all included."

Shu Yanyan looked at Zhou Siyin in horror: "Then what? Do you want to exchange [-] words?"

Zhou Siyin said contemptuously: "Can you write it?"

The book blatantly said: "..."

Zhou Siyin: "I mean, your branch office in Shanghai holds a face-to-face meeting."

In this way, Kunlun Bookstore should not only help him pay for transportation, board and lodging... It's a huge profit!

Although there is no such thing as a signing meeting, readers will inevitably buy some books to support the meeting, and more importantly, create an impact.

Shu Huayan has never participated in similar activities, and has not had much contact with the Shanghai literary world.

He was afraid that being recognized would affect his escape, so he only showed one or two photos, but in today's China, he is one of the best-selling authors, and many authors and readers yearn to communicate with him.

He was dumbfounded when he heard Zhou Siyin say this: "You can really think about it, let me go to the meeting? If you do odd jobs for me, I'll go!"

If you want me to show my face, then you have to go with me and go to Shanghai to do odd jobs for me, how about you!

Unexpectedly, Zhou Siyin didn't even pause, and said, "Okay."

The book blatantly said: "??"

He looked at Zhou Siyin in shock, and murmured, I'm too embarrassing...

That must go!

Ji Shuangyu divided the apprentices into two groups. According to his instructions, one group stayed in the Changle Theater and took charge of the stage affairs. By the way, he also took care of Ji Feifei and Ji Leizong for him. Got it.The other group followed him to do odd jobs in Shanghai.

Lulu and Haizi were really young, and they were supposed to stay at the apprentice's house or Xu Xinyue's house, but the two children refused to be separated from Ji Shuangyu for too long, so they insisted on following them, so they had to take them with them on a business trip.

The news that Ji Shuangyu and the others were going to Shanghai was only announced a few days before the departure, and the audience had to be informed that Jinque would not be in the capital these days, and that "Beautiful Beauty" was temporarily suspended—although Chunlei Theater Club was no longer performing, other plays The company has almost rehearsed, so the influence of the repertoire really lasted for a long time.

The audience of men, women, old and young in the capital, although they were very reluctant to leave the capital, they were even more excited that Ji Shuangyu was going to lead two troupes to perform in Shanghai.

The world's scenery has always been learned from Shanghai, but this time, what if, maybe, maybe, Shanghai will also learn the Beijing school's scenery? !Just thinking about it makes one's heart skip a beat!

——The word “Beijing School” has been widely spread. In the past, “Beijing School” only refers to actors in Beijing, audiences in Beijing, etc. After all, their sets are old-fashioned and old-fashioned.

Now in the capital, when people talk about the Beijing School, they talk more about the background of the Beijing School, which means two things.One is the newly emerging freehand style on the stage of old dramas, and the other is the new realistic style that has broken through the peak on the stage of vernacular dramas.

Both of them are dominated by Ji Shuangyu, so it's okay to mix them together.

It even seems that because they are going to go through this experience, people in the theater circle who had different opinions and even attacked Ji Shuangyu have unified their views, and proudly said: This time it is the turn of the Shanghai Work Club to get acquainted with our Beijing stage again!

On the day Ji Shuangyu and the others left, some fans even spontaneously came to the door to see them off, wishing them a big success at the box office.

If it wasn't for Jinque's polite refusal, the fans probably would have a farewell banquet.

In the Yingge stage at this time.

Sitting slumped on the saddle, Jiang Sihai's hands trembled, his expression blank.

It's been so long, but he still can't accept it. Watching "Peerless Beauty" gain popularity, and watching "Peerless Beauty" line up at the box office, it is regarded as another breakthrough work of realistic style...

He always felt that he was unlucky, and he thought of many reasons, such as the new invention of Xieyi, for example, people are more and more confident in their nationality, for example, people in Beijing are conservative.He also held his breath all the time, wanting to get the venue back, after all, the realism style has been shocking the situation in China for many years.

Now, the performance of "Beautiful Color" has broken his logical fulcrum.

Because, Ji Shuangyu's attainments in realistic style can also be called superb!

What the hell did he do before?Is it really just doing odd jobs on the street?If he had created such a style from the beginning, Changle Theater would have been brought back to life, and there would be no place for him, Jiang Sihai, or any of the set designers in Shanghai to eat!

"Why did he do this?" Jiang Sihai doubted the eating skills he had always believed in. "Could it be that our direction... is really wrong?"

He even had the urge to go to the other side to watch Ji Shuangyu's play. He had peeked at the new play, but this time he was talking about the old play.In the past, he only listened to other people's reports, but now he wants to read it.

What kind of beauty is that that can make Ji Shuangyu regard such a realistic setting as a constant thing.

The noise outside the street, you don’t need to peek to know, it’s because the box office on the opposite side is queuing up again.

The voice grew infinitely, and Jiang Sihai remembered that he had sworn that he would not go back if he did not exceed Ji Shuangyu's box office. Now this hope seemed to be lost in an instant.

Jiang Sihai covered his face in pain: "...I really can't eat the food in Beijing, I want to go home!!"

At this time, the handyman came in from the outside, his expression dodging.

Jiang Sihai's heart skipped a beat, and he called to stop him: "What's the noise outside? Did something happen to the fight on the opposite side?"

Handyman: "..."

The handyman moved his mouth a few times, not daring to speak.

Jiang Sihai glared: "Say it quickly!"

The handyman then whispered: "The other side is saying that next month Ji Shuangyu will bring actors to perform in Shanghai... Everyone clapped their hands, shouting that this is a sign that Beijing-style sets will become popular in Shanghai..."

Jiang Sihai: "..."

Jiang Sihai shed two lines of tears, what is this, I can't go back to Shanghai, but he left Beijing to beat my hometown!

……

Now there is no pre-sale of train tickets, you can only buy them at the station before departure, and you cannot refund the tickets after you buy them.

The Chunlei Drama Club can still buy group tickets, Ji Shuangyu’s monthly salary is also high now, and she bought the same first-class carriage as Zhou Siyin and Shu Huayan. The chairs here are all covered with goose down, and there is a toilet. It is the farthest from the front of the car and the quietest. .

After entering the carriage, Shu Huayan warmly greeted him: "You've never been on a train, come on, sit by the window."

Ji Shuangyu: "Where are our children, what kind of wind is blowing?"

After speaking, she sat down next to Zhou Siyin, and put the sleeping Lulu and Haizi on the bed.

The book made a face of not knowing what to say, this... this is the first time a train ride, don't you all like to sit by the window? He has a good heart.

Zhou Siyin said in his heart, sure enough, he had expected that this person seemed to be riding a train for the first time, but in fact it might not be...

Shu Huayan didn't feel depressed for long, Zhou Siyin gave him a pen and paper and asked him to write a chapter in the car, and the only sound in the carriage was the sound of Shu Huayan writing and weeping from time to time.

After two hours, both Lulu and Haizi woke up. Ji Shuangyu saw it, and said, “Don’t disturb the book and rush to finish the manuscript.” Others play cards."

Shu Yaoyan raised his head in pain: "Actually, I can also play cards."

Zhou Siyin sorted out the newspaper in his hand without raising his head: "After finishing this chapter, I will play cards again. I will play with you."

The book blatantly said: "..."

Whoever wants to play cards with you has never won...

He rubbed his face with the pen and continued to write.

Ji Shuangyu held a baby in one hand, slipped to the dining car to play cards with her friends, and asked her apprentice to help her lead the baby.The three apprentices he brought were Liuliang, Chen Zhongxiang, and Luo Xianfu.

Good guy, some of them have white hair, and they are still a generation younger than Lulu and Haizi, respectfully hugging their uncles and aunts who are less than one meter tall.

Passengers in the dining car soon realized that they had met celebrities, and shook hands with them one by one.

Everyone chatted excitedly, and at the end, Jinque came to impromptu, and the atmosphere in the carriage reached a climax immediately. Her voice was clear and high-pitched, and it spread all the way to the third-class carriage.

Now the train fare is too expensive, and many people with good wages can only afford third-class seats—after all, if they really have no money, they can't even afford to sit on the train.

The third-class seat has no dining car, sleeper berth, and no seat number. It is all up to oneself to grab the seat. The environment is not comparable to that of the high-class car.

But hearing this clear and beautiful voice, the originally noisy carriage gradually quieted down, and even the crying of children gradually stopped as the environment became clearer.

Most of the people in the car were people from the capital city, and the opera fans in the capital city can appreciate singing skills the most, even if they can’t see Jinque’s face, the voice alone is also beautiful. Someone whispered: “I heard that Jinxian went to Shanghai today. The golden fairy is singing."

Others boldly leaned half of their body out of the car window and shouted, "May the fairy be famous in other places!"

The golden bird heard it too, couldn't help smiling, and leaned out to sing, and the sound was transmitted more clearly, as if the whole train was haunted by this wonderful sound.

Ji Shuangyu supported Jinque, who was leaning forward, and every face he saw was full of admiration, and he regarded this as the most wonderful adventure in the journey.

As a time traveler, it was the first time for him to see such a scene in person. Because of a chorus, the entire carriage was intoxicated. Everyone could appreciate the singing of the golden bird, and they would not think the rhythm was too slow.

……

Ji Shuangyu stayed until night, and Jinque and the others went to sleep in the sleeper berths. The sleeper berths attached to first-class and second-class seats cost extra money. Ji Shuangyu sent the girl to the carriage and went back by herself.

Both Lulu and Haizi had already fallen asleep in his arms, and there were already many children, but he only felt that his arms were getting stronger and stronger when he brought the baby down.

When Ji Shuangyu entered, the lights were already dark, and Zhou Siyin was afraid that he was already asleep, so he turned off the bed light, put the child away first, and then lightly took off his pajamas in the dark.

Ji Shuangyu changed into his pajamas and sat down to change into his pajama pants. He was afraid that he might be next to Zhou Siyin, so he turned over, took a short breath, and then quickly reached out and turned on the bedroom lamp.

As expected of you.

Ji Shuangyu was about to make a sound, but suddenly remembered Zhou Siyin's absurd deduction, so she leaned down, sneered at Zhou Siyin who was still a little confused, and raised both hands: "It's Ben Wuchang who came to claim his life."

Zhou Siyin: "!!"

Being so close, Ji Shuangyu could see his pupils shrank violently.

The messy hair from sleeping, the dazed and then nervous expression made people lose their usual momentum, and Ji Shuangyu found it funny even more.

Then he saw that Zhou Siyin's eyes were focused and fixed on himself, as if he hadn't regained consciousness, and he was straight.The close gaze made Ji Shuangyu's fingers numb again, giving birth to inexplicable thoughts.

Although Zhou Siyin's guess was messed up, it is undeniable that he is the only one in the world who can distinguish the strangeness of "Ji Shuangyu"...

It's just limited by the times, and my own worldview, I gave a dumbfounding conclusion.

Zhou Siyin saw that he was wearing a thick flannel pajamas, his trousers were changed halfway, half-covered and exposed a leg, straight and slender, like his skin, smooth as jade, under the faint light of the sleeping lamp, Like a cloud of smoke.

And he, and his face so close at hand, is even more fresh and fresh as snow. He raised both hands pretending to be a ghost, with fingertips hanging down from the sleeves, and his two glass-like eyes reflected the bright light, so dazzling. It made Zhou Siyin's heart beat faster, stronger than ever before, and his blood was boiling——

The wheels were turning, and the slight bumps made the night extremely restless.

Lulu snorted and turned her body under the quilt.

Ji Shuangyu came back to her senses, got up quickly, smiled and said in a low voice, "Are you sleepy or scared?"

Zhou Siyin pulled the quilt in a daze, and slightly bent his legs to cover up his strangeness.

...how could this be the case.

Zhou Siyin thought suddenly, didn't those heartbeats come from being frightened?

This thought just flashed by, and instantly aroused even bigger waves in his heart.