After Aojiao's amnesia turned into a crying bag

Meng Qi refused Xu Hong's support. Although his body was still a little shaky, it could be seen that he was still conscious.

Before leaving, Xu Hong hesitated again, smiled at Fang Chuxi, and lowered his voice: "Teacher Fang, he is drunk, if there is any offense...you can bear it."

Fang Chuxi nodded before Xu Hong left.

The box next door has been idle, but it is very quiet.Fang Chuxi randomly pulled out a chair and sat down. Meng Qi was smoking a cigarette with a sleepy look on his face. From that energetic young man, he suddenly became a bit world-weary.

"you do not mind?"

Meng Qi flicked the lighter in his hand, Fang Chuxi didn't fluctuate: "It's okay."

The metropolises that engage in creation have some small habits to relieve stress, and smoking is one of them that is very popular. Among the crews that Fang Chuxi has worked in the past, there are basically few people who do not smoke.

However, neither he nor Lu Yunchuan smoked, and he hadn't felt the smell of second-hand smoke at close range in the past few years. The moment Meng Qi lit it, he subconsciously tilted his head.

Meng Qi propped his elbows on his knees, staring at the patterns on the ground, exhaled a puff of smoke before he said, "Do you want to ask, why did I fight with Mr. Lu for wine today?"

Before Fang Chuxi could answer, he smiled: "No need to guess, Chu Xi, it's the reason you thought. You may not know that I also graduated from C University, just two years older than you."

Fang Chuxi was surprised for a moment, but he was just smoking a cigarette, falling into distant memories: "I didn't want to be a director at first, I just wanted to get some credits, and change careers immediately after graduation."

"It wasn't until my junior year that I heard that there was a very good junior in our play. The script won the special prize in the national competition and was appreciated by Mr. Zhang. Yours was originally a collaboration with a friend in my class. It was filmed, I understand that person's level, I didn't take it seriously at first...until I finished watching your finished product."

"I thought at the time," he said softly, "This is a fucking awesome screenwriter, but the director is not that good. If I were to shoot it, I would definitely be able to make an even better movie."

Fang Chuxi gradually remembered the original film. In fact, there is no need to deliberately recall it. The first script in his life, from director to actor to post-production, was all fledgling students. Unexpectedly, Meng Qi left such a deep impression on him.

Meng Qi held the cigarette under his fingertips: "It was only then that I really made up my mind to become a director. And my long-cherished wish is to cooperate with you once, but unfortunately, I haven't waited until I have made some breakthroughs. Mingtang, I heard that you no longer continue to be a screenwriter."

Fang Chuxi's fingers clenched suddenly, but Meng Qi asked without hesitation, "Is it because of him?"

Both of them knew who he was referring to.

Fang Chuxi was silent for two seconds, and said, "Yes."

Meng Qi smiled silently: "You know, when I heard from Mr. Zhang that you were coming back, I didn't know how happy I was. I drank all the wine Xu Hong left for me to wait for the wedding."

His eyes kept falling on Fang Chuxi, as if he wanted to capture any emotional changes from that fair and delicate face.

But Fang Chuxi just said indifferently: "My family also has a lot of good wine. When Director Meng gets married, I will personally deliver it to you."

Meng Qi's eyes were deep, and he was fixed on him.After a long time, he suddenly let go of his strength and leaned back, sighing: "Actually, I didn't want you to notice it so early... Today is indeed a result of winning or losing. It's also because I heard from the teacher that you are preparing Divorce is a little... uncontrollable."

He paused, and then said, "But it shouldn't affect our future cooperation?"

"No." Fang Chuxi still had no expression on her face, "When I'm working, I don't show any personal feelings."

Meng Qi smiled and said, "In this respect, we are really similar."

Fang Chuxi glanced at the burning cigarette and got up: "In this case, I have nothing to say. Director Meng, we have a pleasant cooperation."

He got up and walked towards the door, Meng Qi looked at the thin and straight figure, all the appearance of pretending to be free and easy just now withered away, and a bit of bitterness leaked out from his eyes.

What Fang Chuxi said was a happy cooperation, not a farewell between friends.

"Chu Xi!"

When Fang Chuxi walked to the door of the box, Meng Qi suddenly raised his voice, "Do you know that you and Lu Yunchuan are completely different people, and you are not suitable."

Fang Chuxi stopped pushing the door.He didn't turn around, and whispered after a few seconds: "I know."

He has always known that he knows better than anyone else what he has practiced for five full years.

"But not being with him, doesn't mean I'm suitable to be with a so-called 'one-way person'," Fang Chuxi said slowly, "Director Meng, thank you for your appreciation. I hope we can still be friends."

This sentence basically blocked all the way forward.

After a long silence, Meng Qi smiled self-deprecatingly: "Okay, I understand."

……

Fang Chuxi walked out of the hotel all the way. Under the stone steps at the entrance of the hotel, a black car had been waiting there for a long time.

The moment he looked at the car, the window suddenly came down, and Lu Yunchuan was sitting by the window, his eyes glistening with water, and he opened his mouth to call him.

One second before he yelled, Fang Chuxi opened the car door with quick eyes and hands: "Don't talk."

Lu Yunchuan immediately shut up obediently, holding a square soft pillow in his arms, his eyes were moist, looking at him eagerly, as if he was about to shed tears in the next second.

His habit of crying when he was drunk did not know where it came from.Fang Chuxi pretended not to see the corner of his coat that was being grabbed by him, and said to the driver: "Please go to Liguang Hotel."

A man beside him complained softly: "You don't even look at me..."

"I...I miss my wife so much...I miss my wife so much..."

"That cat meows at others when it has cans, and doesn't miss you...but I miss you all the time."

Fang Chuxi wanted to help her forehead, how could anyone be jealous of the kitten?

Seeing that he didn't respond, Lu Yunchuan groaned for a long time by himself, and said again: "But it's much better than the one surnamed Meng. Wife, he is not a good person, so don't be fooled by him."

After a pause, he seemed to have made a decision to go all out, and said to Fang Chuxi aggrievedly: "If there must be a third person to join this family... I would rather be a cat."

Fang Chuxi: "..."

He couldn't bear it anymore, and pushed away Lu Yunchuan's face that was getting closer and closer: "What is this all about... When are you going back to the capital?"

Lu Yunchuan's face was close to his hand, and taking advantage of these few seconds, Lu Yunchuan suddenly rubbed his cheek against his palm.

Fang Chuxi shook her finger, and immediately withdrew her hand, while Lu Yunchuan looked at him with burning eyes: "I won't go back, I want to stay here with my wife."

The drunk man couldn't believe what he said, so Fang Chuxi simply closed his eyes and rested his mind, and ignored him.It is impossible for the Lu family to let Lu Yunchuan go. He can't stay for three or five days, so he has to leave anyway.

After returning to the hotel, the drunk Lu Yunchuan handed over to the driver to take care of him, and Fang Chuxi was finally able to settle down quietly.

As soon as he returned to the room, he changed the clothes that smelled of alcohol, made himself another cup of coffee, sat at the table and sorted out the scripts to be filmed for the next week.

After tidying up, it lasted from the afternoon to more than ten o'clock in the evening. When the file was finally saved, Fang Chuxi took the time to look at the phone.Only Lu Yunchuan called him a few hours ago, probably to ask him out for dinner, but he forgot to cancel his phone on mute, so he didn't answer.

He clicked on WeChat and found that Lu Yunchuan had sent him a good night message 10 minutes ago.

Fang Chuxi stared at the screen for a while, but finally didn't reply.

That's it, he thought.

No more wavering.

The next day, the weather was fine, and the crew officially started the film amidst the sound of firecrackers.

Today's scene was filmed on a mountain near Hangzhou. This is the only winter scene in the play, and it just took advantage of the right time and place to finish filming first.The film crew had contacted a farmhouse on the mountain in advance, and the filming took place on the mountain for about five days. The farmhouse was responsible for providing food and accommodation, and the main staff of the crew could directly bring their belongings to live on the mountain.

Perhaps it was because of the acclimatization, Fang Chuxi felt uncomfortable since waking up in the morning, and left the hotel after drinking some soy milk for breakfast.The road up the mountain was difficult, and he felt the bumps of the nanny's car, and the liquid in his stomach seemed to be churning together, and his complexion gradually became a little unsightly.

Seeing his abnormally white face, the second male lead who was in the same car with him and asked for advice on the script was immediately worried: "Teacher Fang, are you alright?"

"I'm... fine," Fang Chuxi closed her eyes, her eyelashes lining her plain white skin more and more thickly, revealing a faint sense of crystal-like fragility, "In the scene you just mentioned, the change in mental activity is like this ,he……"

Finally endured all the way to get off the car, Fang Chuxi asked the field attendant for a bottle of mineral water, and drank half of the bottle in one go.

In addition to the farmhouse, there is a small dilapidated village on this mountain. According to the owner of the farmhouse, there are only a few families left in it, and almost no one lives there.The scene team was setting up the scene next to it. Fang Chuxi held the script in his hand and walked to the edge of the cliff more than ten meters away to breathe fresh air.

The cliff was higher, and he could feel the wind flowing in the mountains, and his stagnant chest finally relaxed a little.There is nothing to see in the mountains in winter, there are withered grass and trees everywhere, and some evergreen tree species are quite listless.He climbed up and looked into the distance for a while, then turned and walked back to the shooting location, but before he took two steps, he heard the noisy sound from the farmhouse.

I saw many people from the production team standing at the door of the farmhouse. Fang Chuxi watched from a distance. The field manager and Meng Qi were both there, confronting a young man with yellow hair and deep eye sockets.

As he approached, he heard the young man yelling: "... just give this money, do you want to shoot here for five days?"

The blue veins on the field manager's forehead jumped up: "We talked well at the beginning——"

"That's because my dad and the others are honest people! Don't think that I don't know, you city people will bully our honest people in the countryside!"

The author has something to say:

River God Ajiu: Here is a gold Lu Yunchuan and a silver Mengqi, which one did you drop?

New Year's Eve: Throw them all back for me, thank you.