The actor he wrote by himself

Huo Xiuchi walked quickly to his side, and the two stood facing each other, separated by only an apple's width.

Guan Che did not back away this time, but stared boldly into Huo Xiuchi's eyes. His eyelashes were slightly curved, and his face hidden under the mask seemed to be smiling.

Huo Xiuchi's net height is 1 meters, and he can reach 84 with a pair of shoes. Guan Che is about 187 meters.As long as he opened his coat, he could completely wrap Guan Che in his arms.

The relationship between the two of them is not suitable for rashly making some intimate moves.

Huo Xiuchi seemed a little at a loss, and said, "I thought you wouldn't come looking for me."

"Come here after work." Guan Che turned around first, tilted his head at him, and motioned him to follow him, "Teacher Huo, come somewhere with me?"

Huo Xiuchi followed him: "Where are you going?"

Guan Che still folded his arms and walked forward with his head buried. His pace was very fast. While walking, he said, "It's a little far away, we need to hurry up."

Huo Xiuchi suddenly grabbed his hand, Guan Che was forced to stop and looked back at him with disappointment in his eyes, he asked, "Mr. Huo, isn't he willing to go?"

He instinctively felt that Guan Che's mood today was different from usual, he was very plain, but there was a thorn in his plainness that strangers should not enter.Every word he said seemed to set a small trap - Huo Xiuchi had a premonition that if he didn't say something right, or if he didn't do a good job, his love would go far away.

Huo Xiuchi sighed, took his hand and walked into the radio and television building: "Take my car, I called the driver."

Guan Che was stunned for a moment, and in a daze, he and Huo Xiuchi had arrived at the underground parking lot and got into his car.

This was his first real ride in Huo Xiuchi's car.The previous time was only about ten minutes in the RV.

Huo Xiuchi's car today is a Bentayga SUV, the body is dark scarab green, the front grille and the headlight frame are bright silver, the overall style reveals a kind of luxury of the old aristocrats in the Republic of China, which fits Huo Xiuchi's temperament.

Style belongs to style, and it only takes 4 seconds for people to accelerate from [-] kilometers to [-] kilometers.Performance is not at the same level as Guan Che's sedan.

"Report Uncle Liu's location." Huo Xiuchi said.

Guan Che quickly mentioned a location.

Huo Xiuchi felt that he glared at him after he finished speaking, the underground parking lot was too dark, it might just be an illusion.

The place he mentioned is called Jingyu Cultural and Creative Park, an abandoned industrial park in the suburbs of Yijing, also in Wushan District, where it used to be in the steel industry and polluted heavily.Later, it was planned by the government, and shelving the factory building was not an option, so the existing industrial landscape was used to create a cultural and creative industry.In recent years, there is a tendency to develop towards the Internet celebrity scenic spot.

The location is known, but Huo Xiuchi still doesn't know why he is taking him there.

He didn't ask either.

After the car windows were closed, the feasting and feasting outside had nothing to do with them, and the only sound in the back seat was the occasional rubbing of their clothes.

The two were silent for a short while.Huo Xiuchi was like a young boy meeting his sweetheart for the first time, reluctant to speak, especially in this kind of space where he had to be close, he had to think twice even when he glanced at Guan Che from the corner of his eye.

Suddenly, rustling sounds sounded in his ears, as if plastic bags and paper bags were mixed together and rubbed a few times.

Huo Xiuchi immediately turned his head to look - Guan Che just took out two roasted sweet potatoes from his arms.

The kraft paper bag is wrapped with a layer to absorb moisture, and the outside is wrapped with a plastic bag.

"I bought it today when I was driving past the back gate of the school. This roasted sweet potato is very fragrant. The boss said that it is a candied sweet potato specially imported from Yantai. It is very sweet. This store has been open for more than ten or 20 years. I entered the school as a freshman. After that, I like to buy from them in winter."

The sweet potatoes were one big and one small, Guan Che picked the big one first, tore open half of the kraft paper bag, carefully peeled the potato skin, and said, "I'm afraid it will be cold by the time you finish work, so after you buy it, put it in your clothes to keep warm, it's okay ,hot."

After he finished speaking, he handed over the big one: "Here, try it."

Huo Xiuchi's heart was so warm that it turned out that he had been holding his arms since we met, not in a self-protective posture, but because he carried the sweet potato for himself.

"Thank you." He thanked earnestly, and took the baked sweet potatoes, "How do you know I didn't eat?"

"How many of the celebrities who came to catch up with the announcement can eat normally?" Guan Che leaned over to the front row, took two tissues from Uncle Liu's elbow, and began to peel off his own little one.

Huo Xiuchi shrugged: "Actually, I didn't even eat lunch."

Guan Che stared at him in surprise: "You finish your meeting in the morning and you don't have work until two o'clock in the afternoon. Why don't you eat? The crew of "Shadow" didn't even give you a meal?"

"That's not true," Huo Xiuchi stared at him, "I've never raised a cat, so I don't know how many meals it has to eat a day. I was afraid that it would be hungry, so I hurried home after the meeting to feed the cat."

"Ah... it's enough for at most two meals. Fill it with a bowl, and eat it when you're hungry." Guan Che looked guilty, and handed him his sweet potato again, "Sorry, I forgot when I left. I told you. Let me give you this too."

Huo Xiuchi held the back of his hand and pushed it back: "No, the heat is enough."

Huo Xiuchi took a bite of the golden and soft sweet potato. The rich and sweet taste mixed with the special aroma of small walnut charcoal lingered on his lips and teeth. The feeling of hunger was magnified ten times because of this sweet potato.

"Is this old man Zhang's house at the small back door?" Huo Xiuchi asked, "His house is the only one in Yijing City that burns small walnuts for baking."

"Teacher Huo knows too?" Guan Che was even more surprised.

"You..." Huo Xiuchi laughed, "You don't even look at your school's wall of fame? You don't Baidu me? Strictly speaking, you have to call me senior brother."

Guan Che was stunned for a while before seriously answering: "No, Teacher Pan is my teacher and also your senior sister. If I really want to call you, I should call you uncle."

Huo Xiuchi: ...

"Excellent." He gave a thumbs up.

——What kind of bad intentions could Xiaoguan have, it just killed a man's motivation to try to play a little romance.

……

The car dealership was not far away, but Guan Che couldn't bear it any longer, and asked, "Mr. Huo, why don't you ask me what I'm taking you to do?"

Huo Xiuchi shook his head: "I'm curious, but I enjoy surprises more."

"What if it's not a surprise?" Guan Che asked again.

Huo Xiuchi smiled lightly: "You won't sell me after all, you can go anywhere."

"Oh..." Guan Che seemed to be blushing a little, and after a reply, he didn't speak again.

——It’s still too shallow.

After eating a steaming roasted sweet potato, Huo Xiuchi's whole body gained heat, and the temperature inside the car gradually rose. Huo Xiuchi took off his coat, sat in the middle again, leaving a seat by the window, and folded the coat put it by your side.

The distance between them is a little closer.

Huo Xiuchi took off his coat, and naturally reached out his hand to Guan Che: "The down jacket is hot, take it off."

Guan Che didn't refuse or be awkward. After taking off, Huo Xiuchi folded two stacks and put them on top of his coat.

Uncle Liu knew that they were in a hurry. After the car drove out of the congested downtown area, the speed of the car became faster and faster.The surrounding scenery also became darker and darker, more and more lonely, and in the end there were only one yellow street lamp after another.

Huo Xiuchi didn't sleep much at first, and his heart has been hanging all day today.

Now that the car was warm and Guan Che was by his side, he felt surprisingly at ease, put the down jacket that Guan Che had taken off on himself, and fell asleep on the soft back of the chair for a peaceful and comfortable sleep.

The time to wake up has come.

At [-] o'clock in the evening, the surrounding wilderness was completely dark. Only the Jingyu Cultural and Creative Park still had a few buildings.

The driver, Lao Liu, waited for them at the gate of the park, while Guan Che led Huo Xiuchi into the park.

The towers and roads that have not been transformed into night spots have no lights, and the darker they go inward, Huo Xiuchi can only see the outline of Guan Che walking behind.

"It's a bit dark." He walked slowly and said something faintly.

Guan Che stopped and waited for him without speaking.

After Huo Xiuchi caught up with him, he intentionally pressed against his back before stopping, and took half a step back: "Let's go, it shouldn't be far away?"

Guan Che was quiet for at least ten seconds before he finally started to move.

At the same time, the back of Huo Xiuchi's hand was touched by his cold fingers.

——Guan Che's finger slid along the back of Huo Xiuchi's hand, as if confirming the position, until it reached the palm of his hand, and then covered his palm with confidence...

Guan Che grabbed him!

His voice was soft and gentle: "Maybe a few hundred meters away, you are not familiar with this place, so be careful not to fall."

Huo Xiuchi showed a silent, triumphant smile in the dark night, gathered his fingers, and held Guan Che's hand tighter: "Okay."

He's not afraid of the dark, doesn't have any vision problems, and has an amazing sense of direction.Along the way, he could clearly feel that Guan Che pulled him past three identical towers, walked for 10 minutes, and finally stopped at the bottom two towers away from where they were holding hands.

He didn't expose it, and didn't ask the motive, he just looked happy.

Guan Che let go after arriving at the destination, he was still happy like a fool.

This tower is in the deepest part of the park and has not been repaired. With the faint light at the door, you can see a large area of ​​peeling wall skin and traces of rust washed by rain.

They took an external elevator, which was the kind used by workers to carry heavy objects to the top of the tower. During the ascent, air leaked from all sides, and the chains and steel plates creaked, giving people a feeling that they were on the verge of falling.

The elevator stops on the large ring-shaped platform at the top of the tower, and this is the only light in the whole tower.

Guan Che took him half a circle on the circular platform, stopped in front of a door, and said to him, "Teacher Huo, welcome to my base."

After speaking, he pushed open the heavy iron door.

Huo Xiuchi followed Guan Che into the room, and the smell of smoke and loud human voices greeted him.

This is a very spacious flat-floor space, also circular, with an area as large as two classrooms, with several very large tables in the middle, which can seat thirty people in a circle.There are also messy piles of documents and manuscripts on the table.

The walls were simply painted, and various articles and pictures were pressed onto the wall with thumbtacks, literally covering the entire wall, and other places were also filled with bookshelves and whiteboards.Various mind maps and character relationship diagrams were drawn on the whiteboard.

There is no doubt that this is a creative space.

The source of the smell of smoke was the five young people sitting at the table.Two girls, three boys.

They fell silent the moment they heard the movement of the iron gate, and turned their heads in unison.A girl and a boy were still smoking cigarettes, and some empty beer bottles were lying crookedly under someone's chair.

They probably never expected to see Huo Xiuchi here in their dreams, and they were all in a daze for more than ten seconds.A girl with bangs was the first to jump up excitedly and screamed: "Ahhh! It's Chi Da?!"

The others immediately stood up and ran towards them, all looking excited.

"It's really a big pool!"

"Oh my God, God Chi, I'm your fan!"

Huo Xiuchi glanced at Guan Che, saw that he was also looking at him with a smile, and greeted these young people: "Hello."

Several people yelled again and again, and some even said, "Ah, Chi Da is alive!"

"Okay, don't be so excited, you'll scare Teacher Huo for a while." Guan Che took the initiative to help Huo Xiuchi hang up his coat, and said to the young people, "How many times have I said, don't smoke here, it's everywhere here. Paper, if there is a fire, you have no place to cry."

"Dun Sinian, open the window for ventilation."

"Rui Rui, pour a cup of hot water for Teacher Huo."

Guan Che quickly ordered them to do things, while he himself took a towel hanging by the wall, wiped a chair clean, and said to Huo Xiuchi, "Teacher Huo, sit down."

Huo Xiuchi sat down, looked at Guan Che, and asked, "Introduction?"

"Mr. Huo, these students are my mentor's students, and they are also my juniors and juniors." Guan Che pointed at them, "They come here to do some drama creations when they have nothing to do..."

The girl with straight bangs just now, also called Rui Rui, just came over with hot water, and interjected weirdly: "I come here more often to hold papers."

"Thank you." Huo Xiuchi took the cup politely.

Rui Rui's face flushed red again.

"Yes, I have some friends who are engaged in script creation, and they often come here." Guan Che pointed to the mountain of documents on the table, "That is the drama we have created, there are dramas, TV dramas, and movies Yes. Every book is original, Teacher Huo can read it."

Although he didn't know what Guan Che's purpose was, Huo Xiuchi still held out his hand to a young man with great interest: "Give me a copy of the movie."

A boy in a plaid programmer shirt and black-rimmed glasses immediately offered him a movie script respectfully.

The background of the story is oriental fantasy, and the theme is love.

It is about a daughter of a merchant family who can inexplicably see pictures that do not belong to her life, and always believes that these are real.She drew all these pictures and opened a solo exhibition.

Until the merchant's enemy, also a hired killer, sneaked into the painting exhibition, saw a painting of a bracelet with a special pattern, and then raised the exact same bracelet on his right wrist...

According to the way he read the script, Huo Xiuchi quickly commented: "Very creative, who wrote this?"

A girl next to Rui Rui raised her hand: "I wrote it with Rui Rui. She is in charge of the love part, and I am in charge of advancing the rhythm."

Guan Che added: "Qiao Nian, a girl with a very rich imagination."

Huo Xiuchi watched a few more different types of movies, and learned more about these people.

For example, Rui Rui is very good at writing TV drama scripts, especially love TV dramas, and portrays the love between the hero and heroine very delicately.

The programmer Plaid Shirt, named Qi Jun, wrote historical dramas and rural realistic works.

Dun Sinian, who had a cigarette in his mouth, wrote science fiction works, and his whole body exuded an aura of playing science.

There is also a boy named Li Qun who mainly writes plays.

"Why aren't these scripts sold?" Huo Xiuchi asked.

Deng Sinian answered his question: "First of all, we are not mature enough, our imagination is flying all over the sky, and we may have to continue to practice in shaping the world view. The work is not perfect. Second, our scripts have not catered to the market. It’s us who want to write what we want to write, we do things according to our interests and moods. The third reason is that we are not famous, and no company is willing to spend time reading our scripts.”

Huo Xiuchi thought to himself, then you are really humble, these scripts can beat most of the online dramas on the market.

"Children, a really good script will never cater to the market." Huo Xiuchi said, "You must devote yourself to creating with the belief of changing the market."

"Is it like the market is forever changing for Chi Da?" Dun Sinian said with admiration.

Huo Xiuchi smiled brightly: "That's right, it's not about being hot, but acting about being hot."

Several young people couldn't help clapping for him, Rui Rui was so excited that her hands were shaking.

He looked at Guan Che again.

Guan Che said: "I'm going to write the script of the movie myself. It takes a lot of work to write alone. I brought you here today, and I just want to ask, can I bring one or two people to write together?"

Huo Xiuchi didn't speak, and pointed his finger on the script, as if he was thinking about something.

Guan Che added: "You have seen their situation, they are all very talented young people."

"Come out with me." Huo Xiuchi stood up and pulled Guan Che out.

Guan Che didn't forget to take his coat and put it on for him when he went out.

Huo Xiuchi got straight to the point: "These children are very creative, and I will not disagree with you bringing them to create together."

"Really?!" Guan Che looked at him very excitedly.

"Really." Huo Xiuchi nodded, "The question now is how to cooperate? Should I only sign a contract with you, or should I sign a contract with each of them?"

Guan Che was stuck for a moment, and said truthfully: "I haven't thought about this problem."

"The best way is for you to register a cultural company and cooperate with me in the name of the company. At that time, you don't have any problem forming a screenwriting team. I will sign a screenwriting team with you. The dividends for you are not in the nature of buyouts, so that you can earn more. You can also receive more orders through the company in the future, and some good scripts you have backlogged can also be sold." Huo Xiuchi's brain was spinning fast, " I guess you chose this location because you want to generate electricity for love, you don’t have funds, and you can’t afford the rent in the city, right?”

Guan Che nodded, and the way he looked at him quietly changed: "Yes, I am basically the burden."

"You are really kind, and you support talents for free." Huo Xiuchi squeezed his shoulder, "It is a blessing to have you in this industry."

"Teacher Huo is serious, I'm not that great." Guan Che said modestly, "I think your suggestion is very reasonable. If I earn money, I can take them to rent one near the school so that they don't have to spend too much money. If you spend a lot of time on the road, you should be safer."

"Well, very good." Huo Xiuchi remembered another thing, "After you go home, scan the contract between you and the brokerage company and send it to me. I'll see if there are any overlord clauses, lest you sign up. The company, they are arguing with you. If there is any, they will revise the terms with the company before registering."

"Mr. Huo, thank you! You have considered me so thoroughly." Guan Che almost bowed again, but Huo Xiuchi stopped him in time.

"It's nothing, I'm older, it's normal to think more than you." Huo Xiuchi couldn't hold back, and rubbed his head again, "Okay, go back and tell your brothers and sisters the good news." Che is like a kid who has been allowed to go out to play during the holidays, and he runs like a wind.

After he entered, there was a huge cheer from inside in a short while.

Huo Xiuchi lit a cigarette, but he didn't smoke, so he held it in his hand and looked at the sparks.

——Seeing this group of people, he can always think of when he was young, pressure and motivation were always in parallel, with the dream of reaching the top of the film industry, and he never knew tiredness.

Now, just by opening his mouth, he has become the "noble person" in the eyes of five, no, six, or even more young people in the future.

Although the top of the tower is old, the scenery is beautiful.

Huo Xiuchi looked at the crescent moon in the sky, and remembered Guan Che's thank you just now.

He raised the corner of his mouth and said to himself: "I should say thank you."

Standing on the top of the pyramid for too long, you can touch the clouds with your hands, and grasp the resources with your head down. You have gradually lost your five senses, and people are floating.

——Thank you for appearing, pulling me back to the ups and downs of life.

You happen to be the one I need, no more, no less, just right.