dear dreamer

Zhong Xing told Deng Tingge that Fang Zhongyi's work had been stolen.

The reason for his agency to suspend all his music activities is that the title song of the album, which they spent a year preparing, became the new EP of another music studio newcomer a few days ago.

It was not difficult for Fang Zhongyi to change a song, but the brokerage company was very angry and immediately started a thorough investigation; after only a few days of investigation, Fang Zhongyi was found: the new boyfriend he met in the gym secretly took pictures of his score and lyrics , sold to that music studio at a high price.Fang Zhongyi didn't even record the demo, and the work was directly stolen.

Ironically, however, he has no evidence that the song is his composition.

My boyfriend just broke up with me yesterday, my phone was turned off, my apartment was rented out, and I ran away without quitting my job.Fang Zhongyi's brokerage company couldn't find anyone, so it could only vent its anger on him, a party who was not cautious enough.Fang Zhongyi has always been free in music creation, and he can write on whatever he takes with him: napkins, the other side of printer paper, advertisement flyers, medical records... Just put the written scores or lyrics in his bag and go home Then write it out carefully.However, even if it is transcribed, it is just placed in the drawer directly, and it is not intended to be kept.

These kinds of loopholes eventually let those with a heart take advantage of them.

The brokerage company tossed and tossed for a long time and finally made such a mistake. They were very annoyed and immediately asked Fang Zhongyi to stop all unnecessary activities and focus on making the album wholeheartedly, otherwise they would not be able to catch up with the original release date.

Deng Tingge didn't know why Zhong Xing had to tell him so much, but he listened with relish and nodded repeatedly.

"He is straightforward and simple. Of course, many people think he is stupid. He is unreasonable and tactless. The only way to go smoothly is to make music." Zhong Xing sat on the sofa with a very comfortable posture, but his eyes were full of A little worried, "He never thought that his lover would do such a thing to him."

Zhong Xing was obviously defending Fang Zhongyi.

Halfway through the discussion with the director about creating the theme song in the studio, the agent pulled him out after answering the phone and told him the company's investigation results.Seeing that he was in a trance, the agent went in first to explain the situation to the director, but when he came out, he found that Fang Zhongyi had left.

"Thank you for the umbrella." Zhong Xing said suddenly and seriously, "If he hadn't met you, he wouldn't know where he would go now, or he wouldn't even think of coming to me."

Deng Tingge looked at him for a while, and couldn't help asking: "Director Zhong, he has treated you like this, and you still... you still say so much for him?"

Zhong Xing thought for a while, and said, why don't you say that?Said he brought it on himself, said he deserved it?

He sat up straight: "You don't understand. When Fang Zhongyi was determined to fall in love with someone, he always threw himself into it wholeheartedly. He must really like that person, that's why the blow was so big."

After a pause, he laughed self-deprecatingly: "Yeah, I also understand that every time he was with me, he never said that we were in a relationship. He said Zhong Xing, can I come to you today. Then Here he is."

Zhong Xing's smile gradually disappeared, and the self-mockery expression finally disappeared.

"I understand. But if he doesn't pretend he doesn't know, he won't approach me," he said.

Deng Tingge didn't know what to say, so he could only keep silent.

Fortunately, Zhong Xing quickly adjusted his mood. After hearing what he said about meeting Chen Yiping today, he told him to do his homework according to what Chen Yiping said.

"Chen Yiping is rigorous and serious. He should be the chief director, and there is a member of the director team below him. This is his usual way of doing things in the past. He must ask professionals one by one for the list of books he gave you. It came out." Zhong Xing patted him on the shoulder, "Although I personally think it would be better for you to start in the field of TV dramas, but now you have such a good opportunity, you must not let it go. Your starting point is high enough, and you only need to walk steadily in the future. If you go right, it will only get higher and higher.”

Although Deng Tingge had no hope for "higher and higher", he was encouraged by his words.

"Little Deng, try to be a good actor that you also like." Zhong Xing said while patting his head.

The library of Deng Tingge's school does not have so many relevant materials. He downloaded documents from HowNet and VIP, and rode Liu Haojun's second-hand bicycle to the district library every day to read books.

Even when he went home for dinner, he held several thick books in his arms, and read them frantically in his room before dinner time.He took notes faster and faster, and he read more and more deeply.

Deng Xiao knocked on his door, but Deng Tingge didn't hear him.Deng Xiao quietly walked behind him to see what he was studying, and his eyebrows twitched when he saw a copy of "China 1960 Records", and then saw a copy of "Tracing the Origin of the Red Guards", and his heart jumped even more stop.

His parents passed away at an early age, and the two old people came from the 60s. They still have lingering fears about what happened back then, and they often tell him stories about those old events.Deng Xiao didn't know what his son was studying, but felt uneasy, so he asked Deng Tingge directly.

After hearing Deng Tingge talk about the movie he is preparing now, Deng Xiao breathed a sigh of relief.

Deng Tingge mainly told the story of Jiu Yuan and Yang Chunxia, ​​Zhu Baihua didn't dare to mention Jiu Yuan's feelings at all.Deng Xiao looked at the books on his desk: "Are these borrowed from the library?"

Deng Tingge: "Yes, our school library also has district maps."

Deng Xiao flipped through them casually.He is not well-educated, and when he was studying, he spent all his time outside the school. He couldn't see what was going on, so he put it down again: "Does the library even have these books?"

"Yes." Deng Tingge said, "All kinds of books are available. Dad, what do you want to borrow, I will lend it to you."

"Is there any book that teaches people how to make money when fighting landlords?" Deng Xiao asked.

Deng Tingge: "...No."

Deng Tingge would occasionally send text messages to Luo Hengqiu, saying some boring things.

Luo Hengqiu was very helpless: [My secretary saw your message and asked me if I understood how to set up a blacklist].

At that time, Deng Tingge was so excited to read the book that he sent him six text messages in one breath.After receiving Luo Hengqiu's reply, Deng Tingge felt a little embarrassed, and remembered that he hadn't seen him for a few days, and he was eager to miss him, so he asked him to come to school for dinner.

However, because he was temporarily called by his instructor to teach, he missed the meal, so he had to buy a boxed lunch with Luo Hengqiu, and sat on the steps at the back door of the auditorium to eat.

"I'm sorry...I have to participate in the rehearsal tonight, and I'm running out of time." Deng Tingge said while eating.

Luo Hengqiu was faster than Deng Tingge, and finished eating in a short while, so he conveniently put the disposable lunch box on the steps.

"I eat faster." Luo Hengqiu explained, "There are many things to do when eating alone, so we can only solve it quickly. It is definitely not the reason why the food is not delicious."

Deng Tingge silently accepted his statement.

Before the rehearsal in the auditorium started, the two of them chatted one after another in the twilight.Deng Tingge wanted to mention what he said in the car that day, but felt that the atmosphere was too inappropriate.Luo Hengqiu seemed to be in a good mood, he was not willing to break this peaceful and happy atmosphere.

"I heard that you have to read a lot of books, how is your research going?" Luo Hengqiu asked him, "If you have any questions, I can help you find some scholars through my friends..."

"No need, I can do it myself." After Deng Tingge finished speaking, he suddenly felt that his tone was too blunt, so he calmed down a little, and said slowly, "You will see the meaning after reading too much. Many people say it is a problem of the times."

Luo Hengqiu turned to look at him at this moment.

"It's not so much a problem of the times, but a problem of people." Luo Hengqiu said, "Any era is made up of people. Attributing all problems to the times, systems, and society is just to expand the burden of mistakes. range, so that individuals can feel at ease."

Seeing Deng Tingge's serious expression, he continued to speak.

"When my father was young, the scale of Huatian Media was not as big as it is now. He worked hard step by step. He often warned the younger generations in the family to know how to take advantage of the current situation and how to use manpower." Luo Hengqiu looked calm, as if chatting Naturally, "People are easily instigated. As long as they are affected by the current situation, it is not difficult to lose their judgment. This is why hype is favored by many companies. This is a way of borrowing the current situation and manpower .Everyone says it's not my fault, but the fault of the times, but the times are made up of countless individuals. They also know how to take advantage of the situation and human resources to cover up their wrong choices. The 'time' is really innocent."

"I don't know much about that era." Luo Hengqiu turned his head and said, "But the ones who really hurt others are the people who take advantage of the 'era'. The era doesn't use knives, and the people who kill people are themselves."

Deng Tinge had never heard him say so many words.In his impression, Luo Hengqiu was a man of few words, and when he saw him he would show a not-so-obvious smile, and he often talked a lot when the two of them chatted.However, he listened to so many words and knew that Luo Hengqiu was pointing him.

There are many complex emotions surging in my heart.Deng Tingge saw that Luo Hengqiu's gaze was attracted by a fat sparrow in the bushes again, so he quickly grabbed his hand and drew his attention back.

"Brother." He asked, "Did you think these things yourself, or did you help me ask you...your scholar friends?"

Luo Hengqiu was very resistant to his actions at first, but when he heard him ask such a question, an unspeakable embarrassment suddenly appeared on his face.

"No, I haven't asked anyone." He said, pulling his hand away, "This is my own idea, just listen to it."

Deng Tinge grabbed his hand again.Thin sweat broke out in the palms of both of them, the temperature was slightly high, sticky and uncomfortable.

Deng Tingge wanted to say a lot, to amuse him, to say a few nice sentences that would make Luo Hengqiu less nervous.But other than calling him "senior brother" in a low voice, his mind went blank, as if nothing could express his feelings more forcefully and transparently than this address.

Before he could fully figure out what this feeling was, Luo Hengqiu's other hand suddenly moved.It fell on Deng Tingge's ear.

Luo Hengqiu's eyes reflected the dim light of the street lamp, and his breathing was short of breath.He seemed to smile, moved his fingers, turned his head and kissed his fingertips quickly.