Chapter 17
Chapter 17
"Okay, okay, I'm sorry." Tang Zhizhi barely maintained a normal tone and said.In order to hide his guilty conscience, he also pretended to be an honest and sincere ghost.
Song Yunshui looked at Tang Zhizhi's face for a while, but in the end he didn't pursue it.
When it was time to eat, both of them returned to their original state, as if nothing had happened before.
Song Yunshui still ate very little, only one or two pieces of tofu and eggplant strips, and after finishing the rice in the bowl, he didn't add any more.
When Song Yunshui was studying in Yirong Primary School, what he hated the most was the time between lunch and dinner.Although he is not a boarding student, his mother works as a teacher in three dance classrooms at the same time. She is very busy with work and has little time to take care of him, so he usually eats in the school cafeteria.
It is said that the food in the city's No. [-] and No. [-] elementary schools tastes very bad, like poison, but Yirong Primary School is different from the former two in that the food quality is much higher. Because it is a private school, the canteen is not only open to school personnel, but also to Neighbors are open.Until now, many people still praise the delicious food inside.
Steamed chicken wings, sliced shiitake mushrooms, scrambled eggs with tomato, ramen soup with green bamboo shoots, kelp, corn, and bacon as side dishes... The students couldn't help salivating when they thought of these in class.
However, even so, Song Yunshui's daily food intake is as small as a cat's.The other students thought he was weird and often discussed it.Maybe it's because there is only a mother in the family and no father. When she was a child, Song Yunshui was very concerned about the difference between herself and others.Although everyone was just curious and didn't speak ill of him, he still felt that the feeling of being talked about by others was like staying in an environment full of 120 decibel noise for a long time, which was unbearable.
So when he went to junior high school, when he ate with others, he would pretend that he could taste the taste, just like the people around him.When asked about the taste of a certain dish, in order to avoid showing his faults, he only gave some ambiguous answers, such as "good", "not bad", and "so-so".Acting also started from then on.Maybe really talented.
Now, he is still acting to others, but he does not know Tang.Because I understand that it is very difficult to deceive someone who is with you day and night.In front of Tang I don't know, no matter what he does, he basically does it according to his own nature.From a certain point of view, this is also a kind of relaxation, just like a person walking in the desert suddenly encounters a brief rain, although the rain will eventually stop, but for him, every day in the rain Every minute and every second is still precious.
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"Don't know, do you have time tomorrow?" After taking a sip of tea, Song Yunshui stood up from his seat.
"Well, what's the matter?" The person whose name was called stopped his chopsticks and looked up at him.
"I want to arrange a meeting between you and Yao Ling." The calm tone, but the look in his eyes made it impossible to guess what he was thinking.
Tang didn't know that Yao Ling was the assistant director of the film, so it would be no harm for him to get to know Yao Ling first.So he agreed.
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The meeting place is a western restaurant on Xinqu Avenue.It was Zhou Bingtong who drove Tang Zhizhi. It was ten o'clock in the morning, and Tang Zhizhi hadn't had a good rest recently, so he couldn't help but want to yawn as soon as he got in the car.Although the cushion behind him was very soft and suitable for taking a nap, he still straightened his back and tried to wake himself up.
Out of boredom, he began to look at the interior of the car, and then felt a little familiar.He remembered that he had seen this car in a 4S shop.The salesman said that the price of the naked car is 100 million, and if various insurance taxes and fees are added, it may be more.At that time, the younger brother was beside Tang Wuzhi. After hearing this, he showed a look of disdain, and his interest in the car disappeared immediately.
Later, the younger brother said to Tang Buzhi, "It's just a car. It's so expensive, 100 million, just because of a different brand. It's too unreasonable. Brother, do you think so? ... Hey, why are you in a daze, you You’re not really stupid enough to want to buy something like that, are you?”
Tang didn't know that he didn't buy the car, but he bought a red Ferrari with a higher price.
Why do people buy luxury cars?Although Tang didn't know that he had done this kind of thing before, but now, after only half a year, he had already forgotten the feeling and mood of the past.If you have to ask about the motive, it may be because when he was still running the company, the friends and business customers around him were very rich, and the means of transportation he used were all expensive. If he bought an ordinary car, although it may not be You will be looked down upon, but you will definitely look out of place.Tang didn't know that he was following the trend, but he didn't feel disgusted either. After all, vanity is not something that violates the bottom line of morality.
"110 and I are considered old friends. Although he is a bit narrow-minded, he is not a bad person." A soft female voice came from the side, Zhou Bingtong said while driving, "I don't know Tang, see you and 110 later. By the way, if he said something that made you uncomfortable, please bear with me. His attitude towards newcomers is like that, as if he has a grudge against them, but it's just a face, and he doesn't really target anyone. .”
Tang didn't know "hmm", indicating that he would not argue with 110.
Previously, private investigators had investigated one thing:
Three months ago, in order to compete for the opportunity to appear in a drama, a person nicknamed "King Kong" came to Tang Zhizhi's troubles.From the name, it can be heard that the man is a tall and strong man, who belongs to the kind of person you would never dare to provoke when you meet on the street.Although Tang Wuzhi looked fierce, he was not as fierce as him.Everyone in the crew thought that Tang Zhizhi would lose, but they saw him strangle the man's neck with his hands, and the man immediately collapsed to the ground, unconscious.It is said that the man lay in the hospital for several days and never dared to appear in front of Tang Zhizhi after he was discharged from the hospital.
Because Zhou Bingtong had read the information and it was like that when they met for the first time, she thought that Tang Zhizhi was the kind of impulsive and violent person, so she reminded him just now.However, Tang Zhizhi's reaction gave her a mature and stable feeling, just like that person.
"By the way." Zhou Bingtong suddenly remembered something, "When we eat later, you can talk to 110 about painting."
"Painting, is it his hobby?" Tang Zhi was a little surprised.
"Well, if you've been to his office, you'll know." Zhou Bingtong said with a smile, "His walls are covered with paintings, at least [-] paintings. We usually joke that his place is the Louvre in the company." 'Woolen cloth."
After listening to Tang Zhizhi, he also smiled.When he was doing business before, he had contacts with all kinds of people, so he was not worried that he and 110 could not find something to talk about.
Because he was a little bored, Tang Wuzhi tilted his head and looked out of the window.Office buildings, hotels, law firms, etc. are lined up along the street, which are basically commercial buildings.Looking up, there are scattered clouds floating in the sky, each one seems to be carved out of white marble, and the outline looks very thick and heavy, which makes people worry that they will fall from the sky in the next second.
Because the car is moving forward, all the scenes in the field of vision pass quickly.However, when the car passed the upper section of Hexi Road, it stopped for a while, not because it had arrived at its destination, but because the road ahead was stuck in traffic.
Zhou Bingtong was worried that he would be late, so he called 110 and wanted to inform him, but he heard from the receiver: "I'm sorry, the person you dialed is currently on the phone..." Following the action of hanging up the phone, anxiety and irritability also appeared. Gradually climbed up her face.
"It's okay, it won't be blocked for too long." Tang Zhizhi looked ahead and said calmly.
Zhou Bingtong didn't know why he was so sure, but as he said, after ten minutes, the car parked in front started to start, and the road became smooth again.
When the two arrived at the restaurant, it was 5:[-], only [-] minutes later than agreed.
The reserved box is on the second floor. When going upstairs, Tang Zhizhi suddenly said, "Yao Ling may have already left."
"Ah, no way." Zhou Bingtong walked forward, opened the curtain at the door, and looked around the house.
There are only high-end tables and chairs in the box, but there is no sign of 110.
Zhou Bingtong asked the waiter at the door if anyone had been there.
"There was a gentleman with a crew cut. He sat in there for a while, but left a few minutes ago."
Zhou Bingtong thought about calling to ask, but the man's phone was still busy.She put down her phone and understood that 110 had really released their pigeons.I couldn't help but frowned.
Regarding this matter, Tang did not know that he was not angry or frustrated.On the one hand, he had already expected it, on the other hand...he wanted to become a real actor before, but after calling Master, he knew that it was impossible.After all, he will encounter a catastrophe in the near future, and he doesn't even know if he can survive.
However, since all the dishes were already on the table, the two still ate at the restaurant.
During the conversation are some irrelevant topics.
Zhou Bingtong found that Tang Zhizhi seemed indifferent to this meeting, which made her think of Song Yunshui again involuntarily.
They are obviously two different people, why do they always give her a similar feeling?This doubt lingered in Zhou Bingtong's mind.
After dinner, Zhou Bingtong wanted to send Tang Zhizhi back, but Tang Zhizhi said no, I just take a taxi back.It wasn't a cold refusal, but he calculated that Zhou Bingtong still had a lot of work to do today, and he didn't want to bother her to waste time for him.
After leaving the restaurant, Tang Wuzhi wandered around the street for a while.
Compared with the vicinity of Song Yunshui's house, Xinqu Avenue is closer to the city center, so it is much more lively.The sound of pedestrians talking, the music of shops, and the "humming" sound of cars passing by, all crowded together in one place.
Tang didn't know that he had seen houses in real estate before. Song Yunshui's house was in the third ring road of the city. Although the house prices were not low, they were not particularly high, and were at the upper middle level.Most people probably think that celebrities live in mansions, but in fact there are many actors who live low-key lives.
However, although Song Yunshui's house does not give people the feeling of luxury, it still looks very good.Due to the owner's personal interest, the inside and outside of the house were decorated very delicately. After staying for a few days, Tang didn't know that Song Yunshui had been taking care of those potted plants himself.Usually, living alone does not have so much energy to take care of these things.After all, gardening is not a day or two, but year after year.But Song Yunshui didn't seem to get bored.The yard of his house is especially beautiful. In spring, it will be as beautiful as a painting.However, staying in the house can sometimes produce a feeling of desertedness.
When Song Yunshui returned home, he occasionally showed a tired and lonely expression.Tang Bubu thought that it would be great if he could have someone by his side to accompany him all the time, but after thinking about it, this is quite difficult, even if you have money, you may not be able to get someone who treats you sincerely.In the next second, I felt that the thoughts popping up in my mind were very hypocritical.He stopped his thoughts.
The road was filled with the smell of gasoline, and it didn't take long for Tang to feel bored walking aimlessly like this.He got on the bus and planned to go back and read the script again.Although he has no confidence in acting, he has nothing else to do.
There were a lot of passengers in the car, and across the narrow aisle, a mother and son sat down next to Tang Bubu.The mother's eyes were not bright, and she would put her hand to her mouth and yawn from time to time.But the child seemed to be very interested in everything, as if he was taking the bus for the first time.I don't know why, but he always tilts his head to look at Tang I don't know.
Master once said that things related to children would bring disaster to Tang Zhizhi.Up to now, Tang Buzhi still felt that Master's words were very mysterious.However, he still kept an eye out, and he usually pays attention to avoiding contact with children, and it is also for this reason that he does not go to the orphanage.
But there are always unavoidable times, such as now, fortunately, nothing bad happened until he got out of the car.
In fact, he sometimes doubts whether those calculated things are true.However, as far as personal experience is concerned, there is no clear answer to things related to fate.
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After Zhou Bingtong returned to the company, he went straight to the "Louvre" in 110.
She explained the traffic jam to 110, but was still ridiculed by the latter, "If you left half an hour earlier, you don't need to tell me now."
"Yes, but I've been in meetings this morning, don't you know that too?"
"But you have other assistants, can't you let them take meeting minutes for you? You always take everything on yourself, let them get paid but do nothing, I have never seen you so stupid. "
It can be considered as friends who have known each other for several years, but Zhou Bingtong still hopes from the bottom of his heart that 110's arrogant attitude can be changed.
Zhou Bingtong had received much more anger than this for Song Yunshui's development before, so she didn't get angry. She knew that 110 was soft and not hard, so she tolerated a few words of "OK, OK", and then asked 110 Could you please reschedule.
110 didn't deliberately make things difficult for her anymore, nodded and said, "Let's ask him to come to my office to see me at nine o'clock tomorrow morning."
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After getting up from the bed, Tang Zhizhi's eyelids kept twitching.
After a calculation, the result is that he will suffer a catastrophe today.Tang Buzhi put the back of his hand on his forehead, looking a little irritable.
Day, Jie Jie Jie, why do you always pester me?
While eating, Tang Zhizhi was still thinking about this matter.
"Ah." Suddenly felt a pain in his mouth, "This dish is so hot." He put down his chopsticks and pressed his lips with his index finger and thumb.
Song Yunshui turned his head to look at him, "Didn't I tell you that you should brag about this dish before eating it?" Although his tone was helpless, it contained concern.
"My memory is getting worse."
Song Yunshui got up, took a glass of cold water and handed it to Tang Zhizhi.
"Thank you."
Tang Buzhi reached out to take it, and the reflection of the glass made several tiny spots of light printed on his black coat.He took a sip, and felt that the taste was a bit bitter, as if he was drinking medicine, which was a bit strange, but he didn't think much about it.
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