Clouds and water do not know the wind and moon [entertainment circle]

Chapter 4

The two bodyguards got out of the car halfway. Tang didn't know that they were walking towards a tall white building. The building was very modern and covered with snow on the top. A movie trailer was playing on the electronic screen in the middle. , red, yellow, blue, green, all kinds of colors light up and then darken, like countless butterflies sticking to it and shaking their wings, above the LCD screen are two flying artistic words: Dawn.The font glistens under the sunlight, as if there are shooting stars circling along that trajectory.

Tang Bubu wondered if they were from this company?but did not ask.

The car stopped for a while, then continued driving on Chaoyang Avenue, turned left, and entered Chengbei Road.

The sun shone through the car windows, and the streets were full of traffic. Clothing stores, grocery stores, coffee shops, electrical appliance stores, and piano stores on both sides were all open for business. People yawned at work. In Tang Zhizhi's opinion, yawning represented a kind of worry-free.

After passing Zhuhai Hospital and Mingzhu Park, the car stopped at a place surrounded by iron fences.

After getting off the car, Zhou Bingtong walked to the guard room and said a few words to the young man in the window. A few seconds later, the originally closed fence gate opened.

Tang Buzhi followed Zhou Bingtong inside.

Many trees are planted in the yard: palm, bamboo, crabapple, banyan... like many big hands, blocking the surrounding buildings and streets.

After walking along a path for about 30 meters, Tang Zhizhi saw a house. Against the snow-covered background, the house looked like a pure gray oil painting.

Zhou Bingtong knocked on the door with his fingers curled up, and the sound of "click" sounded immediately.

The door opened, and a middle-aged woman in neat clothes appeared behind the door.She is the nanny here, responsible for taking care of Song Yunshui's uncle.

"Aunt Lin, this is Mr. Song's guest."

The nanny recognized Zhou Bingtong, she nodded and invited the two into the room.

They sat down on the sofa, which was as soft as bread. There were a lot of orchids in the living room, and the thin greens were inserted in transparent flower pots filled with water, making the whole room look fresh and elegant.

The nanny brought the medicine box, "Young man, there are red medicine and ointment in it. I saw that your face was torn, and I was shocked. Really, use this to wipe it off."

"Thank you." Don didn't know what to say.

Tang Zhizhi put medicine on his face, but he couldn't take care of his body.The nanny brought them hot tea and snacks. Zhou Bingtong took a sip of the tea and said:

"Sorry, Boss Song may not be here for an hour, so I have to trouble you to wait for him."

"It's okay, what is he doing now?"

"At the press conference."

"Oh." Tang didn't know that she was talking about a product launch event, a meeting where a new product such as a mobile phone was introduced, and he didn't think about movies at all.

Waiting was a bit boring, and Tang Wuzhi began to calculate what would happen next.Figured it out: when that Boss Song came, he would ask him if he could marry him.Tang Wuzhi smiled, thinking to myself, my condition is too bad today, how could I calculate this kind of thing, it's outrageous.In addition to the matter of the woman in the morning, Tang Wuzhi must have miscalculated.

"Do you mind if I smoke a cigarette?" Tang Zhizhi asked Zhou Bingtong.

She shook her head: "I don't mind."

He took out a cigarette from his pocket with his fingers. The wrapping paper was a bit damp, and he could see the yellow-brown cigarette core inside, but he didn't care. He lit it with a lighter and held it in his mouth, and began to puff.

A little boring, so he continued to calculate along the absurd result just now: why did he marry me?Oh, because there is someone pestering him, that person seems to be his father, but he refuses to recognize that person.That person wanted to hear him call him dad, but he refused, so that person kept pestering him.He's getting sick of that guy.That guy hated gays so much, so he decided to marry a guy and make that guy think he was gay so that guy would hate him and stop pestering him.

Hahahahaha, I'm dying of laughter.Tang Bubu wondered why this kind of thing happened—he still doesn't know that sometimes the more funny things are, the sadder they are.

After the cigarette was finished, Song Yunshui came.Tang didn't know that he heard the "click" sound of the door opening first, then looked up and saw a tall man walking in carrying a wind and snow.He looks 27 or [-] years old, but his eyes have the calmness that only a rare person would have. Such a pair of quiet eyes are so deep that it seems that the entire universe seems to be contained in them, so quiet that people feel majestic and want to hold their breath.As soon as he came in, he attracted the attention of everyone present.

"Sorry to keep you waiting for so long." Song Yunshui sat down on the sofa opposite the two, adjusted the collar of the windbreaker, and the collar changed from erect to folded, revealing a part of the originally covered neck.

My day, isn't this Song Yunshui? !Tang Bubu recognized him at a glance, and was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear.

"Mr. Tang, this is my boss, Song Yunshui, and I am his manager, Zhou Bingtong." The introduction to Song Yunshui was too much, and the introduction to himself was too late. Even though he thought so, Zhou Bingtong still said this sentence .

Tang didn't know "Oh", and then stretched out his right hand to Song Yunshui: "Hello, I've seen you for a long time, nice to meet you." It was like a line.In fact, there is no need to shake hands, and it is not too formal to meet, but it is too late to take it back now.

"It's a pleasure to meet you." Song Yunshui said, shaking hands with him.I wanted to ask him what's wrong with your face, but I didn't ask. It was obvious that I was injured in a fight. Why did you fight, and who did you fight with? It's hard to ask.

Tang didn't know that Song Yunshui's hands were very cold.Also, since Song Yunshui entered the room, Zhou Bingtong has been a little nervous. What is she nervous about?

"Miss Zhou said that you want to discuss a business with me. I'm curious, what kind of business is it?" Tang didn't know that he had started a company before, and he knew the subtext of "a business" is that this matter is beneficial to both parties. The purpose is to discuss the distribution of benefits.But he didn't know what benefits Song Yunshui could get from him, he had nothing at all.

"I want you to play a play with me."

"What drama?" Tang Bubu thought he was really looking for an actor for a certain drama.

"We play a couple, get married, live together."

Zhou Bingtong was very surprised that he could say this in such a calm tone. If it were her, if she wanted to say the same thing to the same sex, she would at least hesitate for a while and muster a lot of courage—it is better than confessing to a boy she likes in public. It takes more courage—to speak out.

She turned her head to look at Tang Bubu, and as she expected, he had the expression "Are you kidding me?" on his face.

"Of course, this is just a play for one person. It won't be too long, it won't be too difficult, but it won't be too simple. Don't know, would you like it?" His tone showed that if Tang didn't want to, he wouldn't Will force the meaning.

"Are you doing this to get rid of someone?" Tang didn't know.

Song Yunshui rubbed his hands, eyes drooping: "That's right."

Zhou Bingtong was surprised that Tang didn't know how he guessed it, but he didn't ask.

The previous calculation was correct, it turns out.Tang Zhizhi looked at Song Yunshui, trying to figure out what he was thinking. He saw the light like vines, passing through the window, wrapping around Song Yunshui's face, and the orange light crawled across his high browbones and deep-set eye sockets. , crawling over his raised lips and jade-white teeth.He saw these, but couldn't see what he was thinking.

Tang didn't know where Zhou Bingtong's nervousness came from.

"The specific explanation is more complicated. In short, it's just acting, and it won't be made public, so you don't have to worry about your reputation." His eyes stayed on the steaming teacup. The blue teacup looked like a piece of mint. "You think about it. If you agree, I can help you solve the debt problem, or you can put forward other conditions."

Tang Wuzhi stared at his hands, and what happened in the morning danced in his mind.

In the end, he agreed to Song Yunshui.

Anyway, it's just a play.Don't know what to think.

Song Yunshui nodded, telling him not to tell others about it.

Don didn't know and agreed.

Zhou Bingtong's eyes widened in surprise, thinking that it was a miracle that the two of them talked so smoothly.

Song Yunshui added some tea to the cup, and suddenly asked, "I don't know, where are you working now?"

No job, no words.My god, what a fucking embarrassment.Tang didn't know to hide the past with a smile: "I joined the performance association in the city half a year ago, and I plan to change my career to be an actor." Originally, there was a sentence "same as you", but it was stuck in his throat, because it was impossible to be the same—he Already a famous actor.Not jealous, just frustrated...Damn it, life.

"Performance Association, is it the performing arts center on Sihai Road?" Song Yunshui was a little surprised.

"That's right, I usually act as a scene reporter, or play some extras in dramas."

"You're not an official member yet, are you interested in acting?" Song Yunshui glanced at Tang Bubu, looking thoughtful.

"Yes, I think everyone is more or less interested in acting. When I was in high school, I considered applying for the Chinese Academy of Drama. I told my mother about it. She asked me to discuss it with my father, and then I told My dad, in the end, was scolded by my dad, saying that I was daydreaming. Haha, but I think I am handsome and have a good figure, which is a unique condition." Tang did not know what happened in the past.

Song Yunshui smiled slightly.He had such a handsome smile that it was almost mesmerizing.

Zhou Bingtong felt that if she was Tang Zhizhi, she would be embarrassed to say this in front of Song Yunshui—because Song Yunshui was prettier than her.

"However, I was forced to fill in other schools in the end. My family is an autocratic society. Now I think about it, I really regret it." Tang Zhi shook his head twice, expressing his infinite regret.

In addition to the regret of not being able to realize the dream, this regret has another meaning.Tang Bubu thought that if he had really applied for the Chinese opera exam and passed the exam, he would not have started a company, would not have gone bankrupt, and would not have become like this: he cut off contact with all his acquaintances, because he was afraid that debt collectors would go find him. They want money.These people naturally included his parents. He has been afraid to answer their calls, and it makes him sad to think about it.