After going down the mountain, I became popular as a martial artist

At the exit of the airport, which is spacious and bright but crowded with people, a young man with a brown travel bag on his back looked around at the passage in front of him. Not long after, a car that looked old but was extraordinarily bright because the owner loved it very much The private car stopped in front of him.

The car window was rolled down, and a handsome young man with a cut head looked at him from the inside.

"boarding."

The young man's eyes lit up instantly, and he got into the car happily, "Hey Mingchao, you still remember my appearance."

The young man with a cropped head showed displeasure, but his hands kept moving. He changed gears, and kicked the accelerator to drive the car smoothly but quickly.

"Call me brother."

"Brother Mingchao, after all these years, I thought you had forgotten me."

Li Mingchao: "What kind of weird accent do you speak? You'd better get used to it and change it now, otherwise you will suffer after you go home. Your uncle and aunt can't understand you staying abroad for so long. Take it back, and promise to nag you to death."

Li Qiyu was a little distressed, "It's a bit difficult."

He grew up abroad since he was a child. Although there are Chinese students around him, the environment in China is no better than that in China. He can speak Chinese smoothly, but his accent is really difficult for him.

"How long will you be back this time?"

"If it goes well, it will take three months. I have to prepare for the International Film and Television Festival in half a year. If I'm lucky, I might be able to come back with an award." At this point, Li Qiyu's whole body seemed to be lit up, "Brother, do you know what's going on nearby?" Film and television school? Show me around tomorrow?"

Li Mingchao was not optimistic about him, so he asked a little unhappily, "Participate in the International Film and Television Festival?"

Li Qiyu nodded, "Yes."

Li Mingchao glanced at the rearview mirror, met his gaze, "Which country are you going to take?"

Li Qiyu heard the unfriendliness in his cousin's voice, scratched his head, laughed a few times, and mistook the topic after a haha.

He knew that his cousin was very displeased with their emigration, and Li Qiyu got used to his cousin's occasional stab at him during the occasional few phone calls. A burst of criticism.

Li Qiyu cowardly pretended not to hear.

Li Mingchao looked at his dodging eyes and calmed down, "It happens that I am on vacation for a few days, and I will accompany you around these few days, but I am not familiar with film and television schools, so I can only find places for you. Whatever you do is up to you."

Li Qiyu was happy, "Thank you Brother Mingchao."

"What film are you going to direct this time?"

"The short film is about inheritance. Our country has a profound culture. What is it called and what is its source?"

Li Mingchao's complexion improved a bit, "It has a long history."

"That's right," Li Qiyu nodded, "I found four topics to choose, mainly Chinese medicine, tea ceremony, martial arts and embroidery. I will shoot them first, and then edit the specific arrangements later."

Li Mingchao resisted the urge to preach.

However, Li Qiyu was sensitive to his cousin's expression, and immediately raised his hand and said, "I have done research, from paper to film and television materials, and I have read more than a dozen of such thick books." He compared A gesture, "Guaranteed to be objective and meticulous, and absolutely not to smear our country."

"Cultural promotion, cultural promotion. I directed this film this time to let foreign people understand our country's culture." Li Qiyu smiled flatteringly.

Li Mingchao's face completely cleared up, "You still have a conscience."

"In addition to researching information, I also plan to visit a few people in the industry to learn more about the situation and history of the industry," Li Qiyu said, "Brother, do you know anyone in this field?"

Li Mingchao thought for a while, "You can ask your aunt after you go back. I seem to have heard many uncles and aunts talk about your aspects when I was young."

Li Qiyu was overjoyed immediately, holding his precious schoolbag, took out a notebook and started writing things down.

Gu Xiao finally went home. He wanted to accompany the old man to have a good meal, but when he was caught, he just started nagging. After nagging him, the kid didn’t care about his family all day, and then he started nagging him about his parents. He didn't come back to see him, an old man, all day long.

"The last time my parents came back, it was Grandpa, you thought they were at home and drove them away." Gu Xiao didn't save face for Mr. Gu.

Gu Lao was dumbfounded, his face was a little uneasy, and then he took his crutches and knocked on Gu Xiao's body, but it was useless, "Why are you talking to your grandpa?!"

Gu Xiao hid neatly.

"Hide what you want, if you hide again, hurry up and leave, don't be mad at your grandpa."

Gu Xiao asked: "Really?"

Seeing that Gu Xiao had already started to take his coat, Gu Lao's head hurt, "Get out of here, your aunt Liu has already prepared lunch, where are you going!"

Gu Lao, who had a lunch, blew his beard and stared, thinking that the grandson would not be seen outside, but this time he came back, he would have to be angry.

Finally, there was a favorite dish, but the grandson refused to let him eat it, and sent it in front of him with tasteless green leafy vegetables.

Gu Lao couldn't hold back, patted the table, and lost his temper, "What's the matter, you won't even let me eat?! Bring me the food! Why do I have such an unfilial son like you!"

Gu Xiao was not affected by his temper in the slightest, and put a chopstick of green vegetables into Gu Lao's bowl indifferently.

"Three high people, you should eat something light."

"Look, look, you are the other way around." Gu Lao couldn't stop nagging, but although he disliked green vegetables, he was not at all vague about what he should put in his mouth.

Gu Lao was greedy for the high-fat and high-salt boiled beef that was not allowed to be eaten, but he did not sneakily move his chopsticks.

"I heard that you are in the same crew as that kid now?" After eating, Mr. Gu wiped his mouth and asked chatting.

As soon as Qi Ze was mentioned, Gu Xiao's expression changed, his eyes suddenly softened, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up, "Yes."

Gu Lao sensitively noticed the change in his grandson's expression, and felt that the two of them should get along well, so he was satisfied.

"I saw that kid's performance in the movie was pretty good. He looks upright and has righteous eyes. He's a handsome guy, much better than his master." Gu Lao said cheerfully, his eyes narrowed, "He's coming It hasn't been long down the mountain, so you must take good care of it."

"When you are all free, take him to the house to have a look." Gu Lao said.

Gu Xiao nodded, his eyes drifted for some reason.

"I think it was more than ten years ago when I saw that child," Mr. Gu said with nostalgia in his eyes, "At that time, he was not as tall as my knees, and the little guy was round and fat. Little Baozi's face almost wrinkled. But those big eyes are really bright, and I still have the impression of them."

Gu Xiao was attracted by the Qi Ze described in Gu's old saying when he was a child, and began to conceive a small version of Qi Ze in his mind according to the image in the old saying of taking care of him. His eyes were big and round, and he looked at him innocently and curiously like black grapes. The face was fleshy and soft.

Gu Xiao's heart itch suddenly.

"Grandpa, did you meet him when you were a child?" Gu Xiao tried to get more information about Qi Ze's childhood.

"Of course, ten years ago, your grandfather and I went to Cangqi Mountain..."

In the morning, Qi Ze and Wang Mian had already booked a few interviewees, because the time was tight, and it was too late to arrange interviews this afternoon, so he thought about asking for a leave of absence when he returned to the production team, and then contacted when the time was arranged next week These martial artists came to interview.

After dealing with the affairs of the studio, and helping Wang Xiyong and the others solve the problems in martial arts practice, Qi Ze had a rare leisure, lying on the recliner in the studio and finding a sunny side to relax and bask in the sun.

Although winter has gradually entered, every trace of wind is full of coolness, but the sun still maintains a hot temperature. Although the sun in the afternoon is not as strong as that at noon, it is also very warm, and it seems to be so warm when it swaying on people's bodies. All the exhaustion accumulated for many days was completely dispelled.

Although his ultimate goal of going down the mountain is to be a real salted fish, do nothing, eat and sleep, sleep and eat, bask in the sun when there is sun, and rest when there is no sun.

But now, Qi Ze felt the joy of being a salted fish for such a brief moment.

Qi Ze stretched his body, feeling the warmth of the sun, he was lazily enjoying himself.

Just when he was feeling sleepy and his eyes were about to close, there was a sudden ding ding dong dong sound from his phone.

It's Gu Xiao.

This made Qi Ze, who was already a little fascinated by the warmth, even more frowning, and his whole aura was as soft as that fluffy and sweet cotton candy.

[Convenient video? 】

Qi Ze didn't reply to the message, instead he sent a video invitation instead.

Gu Xiao looked at the camera. Qi Ze, who was bathed in the sun, was unbelievably soft, soft and amiable. There was still a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his cheeks were slightly raised because of the curvature of the corner of his mouth. The extremely soft touch made Gu Xiao's heart itch.

"Have you finished dealing with the work in the studio?" Gu Xiao suppressed the impulse of his fingertips and forced his reason back.

"En." Qi Ze in the sunshine was lazy, with an unconscious nasal sound in every sound, a little cute.

"Come home with me next time."

"?" Qi Ze's mind cleared up a little.

"Grandpa met you when you were a child, and wanted to see how you are doing now." Gu Xiao said, his eyes were full of smiles, "Today at noon, he was telling me what you looked like when you were a child."

Qi Ze was a little ashamed, "I should have gone to visit grandpa long ago, and I will definitely go there when I ask for leave next time."

Qi Ze had long thought of visiting his master's old friends, but firstly, he felt a little guilty about seeing his elders, and secondly, he really didn't have enough time, so he just put it off.

"Do you have any photos of your childhood?" Gu Xiao asked.

Qi Ze was stunned for a moment, and he didn't know why the topic changed here. He thought for a while, "It seems to be there. I remember that Master seems to have a very thin photo album. I read it once a long time ago. Master said that it was when I was young. He took me to the photo studio when he took me down the mountain."

The eyes of Gu Xiao on the opposite side immediately lit up, "When will you take me to the mountain to visit, I haven't seen your master yet."

Qi Ze: "?"

Why do you see my master?