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When he was drunk and passed out, Yan Mingyang was standing on an empty hillside, looking down into the distance.

This is a corner of the basin near the mountains, where villages gather under the hills and the fertile land is vast.

That's where intoxication grew up.

"There are fewer young people in the village now," Yan Mingyang said.

Yan Ting nodded.He was well-behaved and at ease, unlike most people who are long removed from outside society.

Yan Mingyang parked the car and walked down the mountain along the road.Things related to the person you like will make people involuntarily add a filter to their hearts.

He would imagine that Shen Zui had also walked this road, maybe he had enjoyed the shade under the same big tree beside the road; there was a small stream at the entrance of the village, flowing past the house where Shen Zui once lived.

In the past 39 days, Yan Mingyang has not been able to find an excuse to care for Shen Zui.The weather is getting hotter, and the intoxication should be over soon.

"The adoptive parents of that child were also raped, and they were sentenced back then." Yan Ting's tone was flat, "Someone in the village must remember this kind of thing."

"It would be a good thing if he really went out."

Facing Yan Ting, who was still ignorant, Yan Mingyang touched the tip of his nose and hummed indistinctly.

Yan Ting didn't seem to notice Yan Mingyang's guilty conscience.He walked straight down the hill, watching as he walked.

Indulging in fame did not add a gleam of glamor to this underdeveloped village.The people working in the fields are basically elderly people, and there are few pedestrians on the small roads in the village, and they are often either old people or children.

At first glance, it seems that few people know about movies and stars.

As he walked, Yan Mingyang gradually felt relieved, and even felt that he might return without success today.

In fact, this loss came faster than expected.

The appearance of two new faces in the village is extremely conspicuous.

Yan Mingyang is not a person who deliberately shows off.But he has been immersed in Vanity Fair for many years, from dress to manner, he almost wrote "I'm rich" on his face.

"Are you foreigners?" Not long after entering the village, an older sister who had just finished washing her clothes by the river came forward to strike up a conversation with a basin in her arms.

Yan Ting had been a criminal defense lawyer for many years.When it comes to communicating with different types of people, he is famous all over eighteen streets.

"Yes." Yan Ting smiled, "We are here to find someone."

Holding the basin in her arms, the elder sister sized them up and down, and said lightly, "You're here to find the intoxicated one?"

The smile on Yan Mingyang's lips almost froze.

"Shen Zui?" There may be many people with the same surname in the village. Yan Ting thought about it carefully, and felt that the name Shen Zui did not meet the cute standard of kittens and puppies in his memory, so he shook his head firmly, "It should not be him."

"No?" The eldest sister was surprised this time, "Then who else can you come to?"

"But even if you're here looking for Shen Zui, it's useless. Don't talk about building bridges and roads for the village. That kid didn't even invite the big guys to watch a movie after getting rich through shit luck."

The eldest sister rolled her eyes, "He never came back."

Yan Mingyang opened his mouth, subconsciously wanting to refute the elder sister, but he couldn't find a way out of his clues.The relationship between him and Yan Ting was still estranged and stiff, and it took him a while to hold back a sentence, "Why don't we ask someone else."

Yan Ting frowned.He whispered, "According to my experience, in a village, this kind of gossiping elder sister usually knows the most information."

Yan Mingyang: "..."

"Who are you looking for?" the elder sister asked doubtfully.

"That," Yan Ting thought for a while, "We are reporters, here to track down a case many years ago."

"Sister, do you still remember that there was a child who was bought in your village, and the adoptive parents were human beings?"

The eldest sister stared, "Isn't that intoxication!"

"His goddamn adoptive parents are out of prison and planting rice in their fields!"

Unlike many people, this eldest sister heard that they were reporters, not only did not reject them, but became more active.

She took the initiative to lead Yan Mingyang and Yan Ting to her home, and even found a poster of intoxication from the drawer.

"Are you serious journalists?" The eldest sister looked at them again, "The two of the Shen family, who were paid a thousand dollars, abducted and sold children to harm their morality, and even brought our whole village together to be scolded!"

Yan Ting took the poster suspiciously. It was a classic promotional photo of "Out of Temperature". In the photo, Shen Zui was sitting alone on the bank of the dark river, warming himself by the fire and turning his head.

Flames flickered in his eyes, and his face was lit and shadowed.

"When the couple were arrested," the eldest sister said, "I don't know how many people who call themselves reporters say that our whole village is hiding people."

"Fortunately, the two of them suffered retribution. Now that they are released from prison, not to mention that Shen Zui was bought, even his own son doesn't recognize them."

Yan Ting is looking at the face on this poster, he still has doubts about the name of Shen Zui.

Yan Mingyang frowned, "You said Shen...is his adoptive parents released from prison?"

"Yes." The eldest sister brought out a plate of melon seeds, "It happened a few months ago."

The intoxicated adoptive parents are completely different from Ah Xue.If it is said that Ah Xue still has a conscience, then the adoptive parents are simply devoid of conscience.

Maybe he could even do absurd things like publicly asking for money from Shen Zui.

Yan Mingyang decided to inform Hutu, telling him to keep an eye on the movement and prepare in advance.

Yan Ting has put down the poster.He searched for Shen Zui's name on the Internet, and saw the appearance of Shen Zui in "Tassel".

"This intoxication..." Yan Ting said, "Did you change your name?"

"Oh, yes!" said the eldest sister, "When he was in our village, he was still called Shen Xiaotu."

"Later, a director from Beijing came down and picked him."

"I see." Yan Ting finally recalled the name Xiaotu.He nodded, "It can be regarded as the reward of hard work, a good thing."

"Are you looking for Shen Zui himself for the report you're doing?" The elder sister asked, "It's probably difficult because no one has contacted him for so many years."

"You don't have to." Yan Ting randomly browsed through the Internet, and found that the poor kid back then has indeed grown into a well-known actor.

Yan Mingyang listened to the conversation between Yan Ting and the eldest sister, and he kept working hard.He is sending WeChat to Hutu to discuss about intoxication.

Yan Ting was chatting, as if suddenly remembered something.

"correct."

Yan Mingyang was startled, and raised his head, "What's wrong?"

"The elder sister said that this movie was on during the Spring Festival, and it was very popular at the time," Yan Ting said seriously, "Do you know the actor Shen Zui?"

"Uh," Yan Mingyang subconsciously stuffed the lock screen of his phone back into his pocket, stood up tactically, and smacked his lips, "That..."

Yan Ting is a person who speaks accurately and does things neatly, and is very dissatisfied with Yan Mingyang's vague appearance.He picked up the huge intoxicated poster again, "Have you heard of the movie "Out of Temperature"?"

This poster is a bit big, and it was folded by the eldest sister and put in a drawer, and some of them couldn't be unfolded.Yan Ting tore open the lower right corner of the poster, and was about to smack Yan Mingyang's face for him to take a good look, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the words "not big and not small" directly below the poster.

Yan Mingyang never cared about such trivial matters as promotional posters.It was the first time that he discovered that the information on the movie poster was so rich, so rich that it was redundant.

Yan Ting stared blankly at the poster in his hand for a few seconds, and then looked at Yan Mingyang after a long while, with an intriguing look in his astonishment.

Yan Mingyang covered his face helplessly.

In the column of the film producer, there are three big characters: Yan Mingyang.

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There will be a little dodder tomorrow!