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Those entertainment journalists who wished to stir up turbulent waves and fish in troubled waters fell silent after hearing Tan Yue's words.

Fang Wenjun deeply felt that what he said just now spoke his heart, jumped up from the chair impulsively, ran to the front and grabbed Tan Yue's hand and said, "Brother, that's really good." Tan Yue smiled and replied: "That's what Yu Ke said well."

From then on, until the end of the memorial service, there were no more off-track topics.At the end of the commemorative session, a single photo of Ling Qingyuan was displayed on the projection screen. The person in the photo was in this room, idly leaning on the sofa to read the script.Although the photo has been processed in black and white, the light and shadow effect of the original photo must have been very good. Half of his face is illuminated by the whitening sunlight with the bridge of his nose as the boundary.Thoughtful serious and slightly melancholy.

All the guests presented flowers, bowed and bowed, and some expressed their gratitude to the organizers, Mrs. Mu and his wife.Some reporters who were not well-informed wanted to take the opportunity to interview famous celebrities, but they were rejected one by one.

Fans in twos and threes left one after another. Cheng Lubai saw his brother sitting alone, a little depressed and still didn't want to get up. He was thinking about whether to go to those celebrities for autographs.

Whether it would be annoying to do other things on such a solemn occasion, the few reporters just now are a lesson from the past.If you make a few people very unhappy, it will be a waste of money instead.

Cheng Lubai bravely walked forward with the idea of ​​getting closer to the Great God even if he couldn't get an autograph.Screenwriter Mu and his wife, Tan Yue and a few other actors and actresses who have starred in director Ling's films have not left yet.They leaned on the bookshelf and chatted one after another.

"If Ding Bai knew what you just said, he would definitely cry and say that you robbed him of his job. Fortunately, he was on location and didn't hear it." Peng Xiaoyun stroked the ends of her shawl-length hair, and said to Tan Yue in an affectionate voice with.

The Ding Bo she mentioned was the leading male actor who played Yu Ke in "The Isolated Island", and he played her husband in the play.However, this drama is a man's drama or inner portrayal from the beginning to the end, and she, the most important actress in the drama, can only be regarded as a foil.

Tan Yue moved two steps, gave way to the little girl who was slowly bowing beside him, and said calmly: "Ding Bai performed well in the play. He played Yu Ke's psychological struggle and entanglement vividly and vividly. The aggressors and the different states of the Kuomintang and the Communist Party are all portrayed."

"That's because you didn't see how many times he was stuck at the scene to get the final effect..." Mudli, who was an insider, smiled and said, "Fortunately, the further he goes, the more spontaneously he understands the characters' emotions. I think After he finished filming that film, his understanding of the film and his acting skills have greatly improved."

"Director Ling is always willing to work hard on young actors." Tan Yue answered the question without meaning here.

"Isn't that because they're not ready yet?" Mudli said bluntly.Fang Wenjun next to him smiled honestly, and Peng Xiaoyun twirled her hair with her fingertips, and changed the subject without saying anything: "By the way, Brother Yue, what is your next movie now, can you tell us about it?"

"After "The Medicine Master" comes "The Great Desolation". One drama plus one drama has already squeezed me out. It's hard to wait for the former to be released and the latter to be finalized. Now I don't want to accept the drama yet. I need to... think Just a moment." Tan Yue didn't speak clearly, and passed it vaguely.

Mudli looked at him thoughtfully, but did not speak.Peng Xiaoyun laughed and said that he was playing tricks, which exposed this little cold spot.

"Hey, have you noticed that the girl has already bowed seven, eight, ten times... maybe more." Fang Wenjuan's eyes were kind and thick-sighted, and he never held back when he had something to say, so he said carelessly: "Director Ling has It’s nice to have such a young fan.”

Peng Xiaoyun burst out laughing, and Tan Yue watched Cheng Hebai bow without making a sound.Mudli looked around the room, then at his wife, and signaled to her that it was almost time to clear the place.Zhang Wen understands.When she signed in before the meeting, she knew that the two were brother and sister, so she walked slowly to her brother in the back row.

"Thank you for participating in today's commemoration, all links have come to an end."

Ling Qingyuan naturally heard that Zhang Wen was implying that he should leave.He stood up unsteadily, his head heavy and his feet weak.In this way, he said goodbye to himself, he thought.Although he is clearly here, it is useless, no one knows, and how can he tell people.

"Are... are you okay?" Zhang Wen saw that the young man seemed uncomfortable, so she gestured to help him.

"Thank you, it's okay." Ling Qingyuan ignored her, and finally stopped staggering after steadying his legs.Seeing Cheng Lubai standing in front of him, he called her as loudly as he could.

It seemed that Tan Yue and Mudli were not talking just now, and they looked at the two outsiders present in unison.Cheng Lubai stopped bowing, and ran to Ling Qingyuan's side in two or three steps, obediently took a crutch for him, and helped him on the other side.

"elder brother."

Ling Qingyuan nodded, put his weight on the crutch, and staggered towards the gate.

Cheng Lubai leaned on his elder brother and supported him.The girl felt that there was something to be said in such a quiet scene, so she turned towards the center of the scene, raised her head slightly and said softly, "I'm sorry... I'm sorry for the interruption today."

"The bow just now is my brother and I's memory of Mr. Ling."

"What a clever girl." Peng Xiaoyun took the opportunity to sigh after the Cheng brothers and sisters left.It's a pity that none of the men present spoke to each other.Feeling a little bored, she raised her delicate wrist, looked at her watch and said, "It's already this time... I'm about to go too." As she spoke, her inquiring gaze lingered on Tan Yue's face. Responding, turn to Fang Wenjun.

"Wen Jun, please send Xiaoyun off." Mu Deli said.He and Ling Qingyuan are the same age, classmates, and partners, and they are the oldest in this group, so this occasion also has the weight of talking.

Fang Wenjun nodded in greeting, looked at the two of them and said, "Then let's go first, what a problem today. Turn around and see you at the Magnolia Award."

Mudli waved his hand, and Tan Yue smiled and said goodbye without stinginess.The loud and solemn bid farewell in silence, and then the assistant Zhang Wen also said that she would take care of the remaining trivial matters and left first.So only the two of them were left in the huge living room.

Mudli moved two chairs casually, placed them facing each other, motioned Tan Yue to sit down and said.Tan Yue held on to the backrest without moving, and Mu Deli sat down by himself first, leaning back and crossing his fingers.Tan Yue glanced at him, pursed his lips and sat down slowly.

"Feel sorry."

Tan Yue was taken aback, and quickly met Mu Deli's eyes.The latter didn't give him a glimpse of the corner of his eye, and focused on the palms on his knees.

"It's because he left too suddenly." Tan Yue rolled his eyes and replied distantly.

Mudli didn't seem surprised that Tan Yue didn't ask him why he was sorry.He went on talking on his own: "On the evening of the day when he had the accident, he called me on the phone. I heard that he was not in a good condition, but he didn't elaborate on what happened."

"He never liked to share his...difficulties with others."

"That's right. We chatted for about an hour, and then hung up. I didn't know until the next day that he just left, drunk, Daixi Reservoir."

Tan Yue didn't make a sound.The legs are slightly apart, the elbows are supported, and the forehead is resting on one hand, as if it is overwhelmed.

"In the past few days, I have been thinking about where the problem is." Mu Deli was not in a hurry, turned his eyes back and looked at the top of Tan Yue's head quietly: "I believe that Qingyuan will not commit suicide. He has a mild nerve Debilitated, but to talk about her mother's depression...that's absolutely nonsense."

"His mother really is..."

"It's suicide, but it's also depression. Of course, the two are easily linked. Everyone knows the former, and it's not a secret, so it's easier to fall for the latter." Mouldley sighed, and continued: "But maybe , Qingyuan only mentioned to me the reason why his mother chose to die."

Tan Yue took a deep breath and listened to him quietly.

"I feel that Qingyuan's mother is very similar to him, or it should be said the other way around, he is very similar to her mother. She is a bit serious, serious, and pure. Ms. Qin used to be a ballet dancer. My son, Wu Qinghua from the Detachment of Women. Mr. Ling used to be an educated youth. After the turmoil ended and he returned to his hometown, it was here in Taiping City that he met a woman on an open-air performance stage. They fell in love and got married."

"About 1990, in the words of the time it was separation, but now it is divorce. According to Qingyuan, it seems that the direction of life is opposite. Ms. Qin loves the stage all her life, and she is unwilling to leave the troupe and this city to live elsewhere. As for Mr Ling, there was a better development at that time.”

"...Is it overseas?" Tan Yue interjected uncertainly.

"Yes." Mudli affirmed: "Qingyuan was 11 years old at that time, and his father also felt that it would be more appropriate for the child to be left to his mother to live a relatively stable life in his hometown. I guess, during the six or seven years that the mother and son lived together here , must be happy."

"Around 40, Ms. Qin's troupe was in a downturn. On the one hand, it was because more and more people liked popular things; Already over [-] years old, it is difficult to rearrange the Nutcracker Swan Lake. It was also time for the theater company to restructure and exchange blood, so Ms. Qin was forced to leave the stage she loved so much."

Needless to say what happened after that, both of them tacitly did not mention it.

"This wall..." Tan Yue stood up, turned his back to Mudli, and looked towards the wall of bookshelves full of scripts and CDs.He is not sure about his current expression, some uncontrollable expression, even the best actor can't hide it.

"I guess many of them were collected by Ms. Qin. When I was young, I couldn't accept Western ballet, but I made up for it hungrily later. Whether it's Shakespeare or Tchaikovsky, you see, there are all of them."

"The topic is far away." Mu Deli pointed to the empty chair, motioning Tan Yue to sit back. "I said that mother and son are very similar, but they are different. Qingyuan is a person who will persist no matter how lonely he is. Then gradually, people will gather around him. He will never commit suicide because he has not suppressed all his dreams. On the stage or in the audience, I will pursue my own things independently and persistently, and will not give up until I realize it.”

Tan Yue pulled away the chair, sat down and looked directly at the person opposite and asked, "Then why did he leave?"

"That's what I'm sorry for... As I said just now, he was restless before he left. As for the reason, Qingyuan didn't say it clearly, so I can only guess wildly."

Tan Yue couldn't wait to answer: "Is it the funding chain of the movie? He is preparing to shoot a new movie, right? Is there something wrong with the investor?"

Seeing Mudli shaking his head, Tan Yue hurriedly asked: "Is it the problem of the cast or the actors? Neither? That's another one... related to the Magnolia Award, right?"

"I thought so too at first, either the capital chain or the Magnolia Award. But if you think about it again, these two things will make people feel sad and depressed. It is true that they will choose to end their lives when they are disappointed or resentful. Think again Just now, didn't I set the tone just now, Qingyuan will never commit suicide."

Tan Yue calmed down, and his whole body became a little cold: "You mean, the known difficulties may be the cause of his bad mood, so he called you on the phone...but he didn't reveal any clues during the conversation? "

Muddli shook his head: "You may not know him well enough... If a troublesome matter makes others feel uneasy, he would rather choose to carry it by himself than tell others. As for the difficulties in his own life, most of the time It’s not mentioned at all.”

This explanation made Tan Yue very uncomfortable, and at the same time felt a little bit lost.

"I won't embarrass you. Let me just say what I think." Mudli sat up straight from the chair, leaned forward and was within walking distance of Tan Yue: "I think there is something serious that made him die As for the capital chain and the Magnolia Award, they are all smoke bombs for his unknown cause of death."

Tan Yue didn't hide it, showing a look of distrust that "you don't know what it is".

"In addition, on the night of the 19th, no, it should be the early morning of NO.[-], and I called his cell phone again. I felt that the first call was always unfinished, and I was worried whether he was okay, so I wanted to call again. Talking nonsense with him. But the phone is connected, but no one answers."

Tan Yue shuddered: "What time is it?"

Mudli took out his mobile phone: "[-]:[-]. At that time, Qingyuan may no longer be in this world."

"Where's Qingyuan's cell phone?"

"The police did a routine inspection and found that there was no one at home, and they were not found at the scene of the incident. I think he should have taken it with him when he went out. As for where he left it, it is hard to say. In the water, he was picked up by someone, or he was deliberately hidden. Get up..." Mudli stood up, looked down at Tan Yue, and said in a tone that was half teasing and half regretful: "Did you know that the Daishan Yaju in the western suburbs is not what Qingyuan usually goes to?" The place."

Having said so much, Mudli couldn't find anything to finish.In the end, he saw the helpless expression of the handsome man in front of him on the screen, and he felt an urge to apologize again.Tan Yue immediately stood up and stopped him.The two men stood facing each other, and Tan Yue stood taller.He looked at Mu Deli, and said word by word: "What is Qingyuan's film that encountered capital chain problems?"

"A children's film. I guess the investor, Mr. Wang Chao, may have decided to withdraw the investment because of the director's box office appeal and this unpopular topic." Mudli said in a dejected tone.

Tan Yue hemmed, and asked again: "Is he planning to make any other films?"

"There is another one...only the outline draft. He just threw me the outline of the script not long ago and told me to fill it in."

Tan Yue didn't ask what the subject matter was, and said directly: "Then let's finish it."

"I'll do it if you don't tell me."

Tan Yue nodded.

After a long period of blankness, Tan Yue looked expressionlessly at the floor-to-ceiling glass stained red by the setting sun and said softly: "I should go. Please trouble you and Mrs. Mu today... Shicai, if there is something inappropriate for me, please return Please excuse me."

"No." Mudli shook his head heavily.

"His relic..." Standing on the threshold, Tan Yue felt that he was a little troubled, but he still asked more questions with concern.

"Don't worry, this is his mother's and his house, and the property rights are all there. The things inside will be kept as they are."