glass fish tank

Chapter 56

"Muning, is there anything tonight, let's eat."

Click on Wu Chao's voice, it's a meal appointment.Although Wu Chao is a straight man, after knowing Mu Ning's sexual orientation, he didn't alienate him a bit.There are very few straight men who don't hate homosexuality. Amy once said: "A straight man who doesn't hate homosexuality may not be straight".But Wu Chao is indeed different. Wu Chao’s family background is good, and his parents are very open-minded, so they have no prejudice against these.Although the entertainment circle is miserable, the lives of [-]th-line actors are much more comfortable than ordinary people.

On the contrary, Wu Chao ate a few meals of jealousy because his girlfriend Ban Miao and the Mu Ning sisters were commensurate, and occasionally went out shopping in private.

"Ah?" Mu Ning replied, "Didn't you go to Koh Samui with Miaomiao?"

"I came back yesterday." Wu Chao sighed, "I quarreled."

"Hey." Mu Ning gloated and said, "It's rare."

"Go away. See you at the Chuaner shop downstairs at five o'clock."

"Row."

After making an appointment, Mu Ning devoted himself to filming again.

Before the filming started, Mu Ning called Gu Qiming, but the phone number was empty.Mu Ning also called Jian Xing, who said that Gu Qiming recommended him to a film and television company as a planner, and left a sum of money, but there was no news after that.

Mu Ning knew that the only person in the world who could contact Gu Qiming was him.But he didn't want to talk about it.

Gu Qiming always has his reasons for living away from the world, if it's not an important matter, don't bother him.

Mu Ning will play Lacey from childhood to youth.In order to distinguish between different eras and genders, and to pursue authenticity, Mu Ning needs to have short hair that looks like a real boy, and real long hair.Therefore, Guo Chengwei proposed to shoot in advance, although the cost would increase.But on the other hand, it is also more convenient for actors to enter the play.This is a very novice way of shooting, and Mu Ning even felt that Guo Chengwei was underestimating him.

Gao Lang thinks it's OK, at least their drama will follow this way, there will be no possibility of Fei Ye and the management suddenly intervening.

Neither Mu Ning nor Gao Lang knew that the owner of the play, the rainforest culture, was Zhuang Yao's company.

Zhuang Yao has been waiting for this day for many, many years.From the first time he met Mu Ning, he knew Lu Lin's script, and the Lacey in Lu Lin's mind finally had a face worthy of them.

Zhuang Yao originally planned to go often to supervise the crew of "Love You Forever". Guo Chengwei knew that Zhuang Yao attached great importance to this script, and Zhuang Yao also told him that once the filming of this project starts, he will definitely appear and give advice of.But it's strange, the production crew has been in operation for a week now, but Zhuang Yao's appearances are very few.

He wanted to ask Mu Ning several times what was his relationship with Zhuang Yao.I also feel that I am a dignified director, and it is too strange to ask such gossip.

The crew has been running so calmly.

Mu Ning and Lin Jiayang have always been in contact, but it's different from the gluey feeling when they were together just now.It's not unusual to have such a feeling in the entertainment industry, but Mu Ning always has a vague premonition that Lin Jiayang will not like him after he chases him.

Lin Jiayang was indeed so busy that he couldn't lift his head, the kind that he could fall asleep just by touching the pillow.The costume drama itself requires physical strength, and Bai Xiaotan suddenly stopped acting, which was originally scheduled, which delayed some time.The busier Lin Jiayang became, the more irritable he became. The more Mu Ning understood, the more he felt guilty.Looking for an opportunity to have a big fight with Huang Shan in the car, Huang Shan had no choice. The reshoots did take up Lin Jiayang's precious time, and Lin Jiayang's time was real money for Huang Shan.So Huang Shan took the contract and talked with the film crew for seven or eight rounds, and finally settled on a few stand-ins for the reshoots.Other post-production to solve.

Huang Shan felt it was justifiable.Traffic filming comes with its own traffic, because their traffic is originally obtained in exchange for high exposure with only 3 hours of sleep a day.Fans buy it, the boss counts the money, bad money drives out good money.Huang Shan didn't think it was immoral. After all, she didn't enter the entertainment industry because of Yuanda's artistic pursuit, she came here for money.She doesn't care how much the audience scolds, but the mansion with three bedrooms and two halls in Shuangjing, sports car, suv and the pavement of her hometown that Lin Jiayang earned for her is real, tangible and closely related to her.

In the past few days, the news about Lin Jiayang's acting and looking for a substitute has been raging, and the hot searches have been lingering for a long time. People have changed from the crusade against actors to the hot searches on Weibo, and they have become greedy for money, and they have disrupted film and television dramas in the era of traffic. In the market, people from all walks of life fought vigorously.

Mu Ning and Wu Chao were chatting downstairs in their own house, and they couldn't help laughing out loud when they talked about Lin Jiayang's recent affairs.

"Jiayang was really wronged." Wu Chao said.

"Yeah, it's become a punching bag." Mu Ning said: "But it's great to be a trafficker. Now, I don't have any books I want. I have enough confidence to go to see the director. I also have money. That day Wang Haolin He said that he wanted to ask me to make a TV series, and asked me if I was interested."

"What TV show?" Wu Chao asked.

"It seems to be a drama of the Republic of China. He plans to invite Xue Hua and me. How much do you think he will pay me?"

"how much is it?"

"Five thousand."

"What?" Wu Chao thought he heard it wrong: "Is it true?"

"Really! You think I'm the one who makes movies, and you gave me one thousand and two for the first TV series." Mu Ning said, "Look at me being popular now, give me five thousand."

"Did you take it?"

"Of course not! Isn't this money hot?" Mu Ning scolded with a smile: "And I don't like to make TV dramas, there is no challenge. The film is two months, and it is not enough to understand the characters, and you have to freeze all emotions for a few 10 minutes Unlike TV dramas, which have seventy or eighty episodes at every turn, there is always a chance to make up for it."

"Well, movies are more difficult to shoot." Wu Chao echoed: "I used to play tricks, and I thought it was quite difficult. If I want to make a good film, I need to work hard."

"But you can also shoot TV shows during your break. It's 5000 million." Mu Ning joked.

The two chatted enthusiastically while they were playing, and Chen Shuang helplessly sent a message to Bai Xiaotan from behind the bushes in the distance: "Is your news true? It's been more than half a month, and Lin Jiayang hasn't shown up once. Don't meet them at all."

Bai Xiaotan replied angrily: "Aren't you a paparazzi? You don't even have the patience for this?"

Chen Shuang was so angry that he didn't want to argue with Bai Xiaotan, so he started the car and left.

After Wu Chao and Mu Ning finished eating, they came out of the Chuan'er shop touching their chubby bellies.

"Why are you going there for a while?" Wu Chao asked, "Go to my house and play games for a while."

Just as Mu Ning was about to agree, he suddenly remembered that it was Saturday. After hesitating for a while, he said, "No, I'll go to bed early tonight, there will be a show tomorrow morning."

After eight o'clock in the evening, it was time for Zhuang Yao to ask Muning to have dinner.

Mu Ning originally didn't plan to go.It's just that the closer the time is, the more he can't get Zhuang Yao's lonely expression out of his mind.

Zhuang Yao is a submarine coral that Mu Ning cannot understand or touch. It looks gorgeous, but it is hidden in rocks thousands of meters deep. He has seen photos, videos, and people’s praises, but he has never seen it with his own eyes. seen.

Zhuang Yao is a mysterious existence in his life.

Mu Ning looked at the vast starry sky above the city of Beijing, and let out a long breath.He took out the car keys from his pocket and went to the Soho Annex.

Chang Yanyun also said on Monday that she would knit a sweater for Zhuang Yao before his birthday to protect against the severe winter in Beijing.Zhuang Yao smiled and agreed.But the sweater hadn't been tied up yet, and Beijing's winter hadn't completely hit yet. Chang Yanyun's condition took a turn for the worse, and she was admitted to the ICU, but never came out again.

The sun was shining brightly in Beijing on Saturday, the warmest day since December.People take their families to the suburbs to fly kites, and kiss with their loved ones under the warm sun at three o'clock to express their love to each other.Friends gather for dinner and talk about unsatisfactory work.

At seven o'clock in the evening, at Xishan Hospital, Chang Yanyun passed away after rescue efforts failed.

Zhuang Yao stood at the door of the emergency room, calmly listened to the doctor's report, and thanked the doctor for his care during this time.Then he turned around and said to Xu Ping, "I bought the cemetery, and the receipt is in the storage box on my car. I'll contact the funeral home. Call me when you're done."

Xu Ping nodded: "Okay."

This loyal and taciturn man, even now, will not say a word.He knew his boss well, and knew that at this moment, the role of comforting Zhuang Yao should not be done by himself.

Chang Yanyun's parents have long lost contact and have no friends. In her life day after day, there are only tiles in the courtyard and a son she doesn't recognize.

There is no need for a memorial service, Zhuang Yao only hopes that there will be no pain when she leaves.

It was almost nine o'clock when Mu Ning arrived at the Soho Annex, he told the waiter that Mr. Zhuang had reserved the seat, and led him to a private box to be seated.The interior imitates Suzhou gardens to make small bridges and flowing water, plant real bamboo and orchids, and sandalwood scents in the corners.

"Is he still here?" Mu Ning asked.

"Not yet." The waiter poured tea for Mu Ning, put down the menu, and then lifted the curtain and went out.

Mu Ning looked at the dishes and found that they were all his favorites.

It's not easy to meet Mr. Zhuang's birthday, so naturally he has to be slaughtered.Mu Ning closed his eyes and picked the expensive ones, called the waiter, but then told him: "Don't do it yet, wait until someone comes."

The waiter nodded and said yes.

After that, I just sat there, waiting, and even wrote a draft to wish him a happy birthday.From nine to ten, ten to eleven.I made several phone calls to him in the middle, but they were all turned off.

After eleven o'clock, Mu Ning was the only one left sitting in the Soho Annex.The waiters began to hand over the get off work, Mu Ning looked at their busy figures back and forth, and smiled.

how many times.Mu Ning really admired his wound healing ability.

Zhuang Yao will always be the one with the upper hand, won't he?How could I forget this?The little expectations, hopes, and luck in my heart were crushed to pieces by reality at this moment.Zhuang Yao is still that Zhuang Yao, and he is still that fool who will be played around.

Mu Ning picked up his coat and left the Soho Annex.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Zhuang Yao witnessed his mother's cremation in the funeral home.

The funeral home had a high ceiling and people stood inside as if in a locked box.The sound of the melting furnace working was so loud that it overwhelmed the cries of the family members of the No. 3 machine next to it.

The fire in the furnace was very bright, and if you stood very close, you could hear the sound of human bones being melted in the furnace, and the broken bones catapulted onto the iron sheet.Zhuang Yao stared at the cluster of flames until his eyes became sour and black double images appeared when he looked at the blank.

After waiting for a long time, the body feels as long as a century.When the staff pushed out the stove, there was only a handful of dust.A dozen or so family members gathered around the roadside, crying heart-piercingly, one after another.

It's strange that Zhuang Yao doesn't feel so sad.He doesn't believe in the afterlife and lives in the present. He only hopes that Chang Yanyun can be relieved from his miserable life.

Zhuang Yao took out his mobile phone to contact Xu Ping, only to find that the phone was dead and turned off.So I borrowed the phone number of the funeral home to inquire about the cemetery.

"Are you in such a hurry?" Xu Ping asked.

"It's safe in the ground." Zhuang Yao replied, holding an altar of ashes in his hand, and drove to the cemetery.