Li Xun is far from the only person who was moved by this film, and the tears of netizens are about to merge into a sea.
—I regret that I didn’t accompany my father to watch this movie when Chunhuashan was released. Now that my father is gone, I sat in front of my father’s tombstone and suddenly understood the poem that Chen Zhiye read to Chen Hua in the movie
— Regret +1, from this movie, it can be seen that Director Fu must love his father very much, but Director Fu was kicked out of the house by his favorite father
—Who the hell told me it was a comedy? ! I can't kill him if I come out! My tears are worthless, my eyes are still swollen!
—The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, the child wants to support but the relatives do not wait, the saddest thing in life is this
—I’m like a faucet, water started flowing after watching a movie last night, and it hasn’t stopped until now, I feel like I’m going to be dehydrated
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In the past few days, Fu Zhen has gained a lot of happiness just by watching online netizens' comments on "Chunhua Mountain". When Jiang Hengshu came back from the company, he saw him sitting on the carpet and blowing the air conditioner, giggling.
He came over and picked Fu Zhen up from the ground, put him on the sofa, and nodded Fu Zhen's forehead: "Don't always sit on the ground."
Fu Zhen let out a cry, took two strawberries, brought one to Jiang Hengshu's mouth, and put the other into his own mouth. Jiang Hengshu looked at the strawberry in Fu Zhen's hand, opened his mouth and took it Holding it in their mouths, they pressed it towards Fu Zhen. They ate half of this strawberry in the end. The red juice flowed down the corner of Fu Zhen's mouth. Jiang Hengshu raised his hand and wiped the corner of his mouth with his fingertips clean.
After messing around for a while, Fu Zhen leaned on Jiang Hengshu's shoulder and panted heavily. Jiang Hengshu pursed his lips and chuckled, and suggested to Fu Zhen, "After the baby is born, you have to exercise hard."
Fu Zhen groaned, and giggled at Jiang Hengshu, Jiang Hengshu shook his head: "It's useless to laugh, after a while, I'll take you out for a walk every morning", put a few pictures of Fu Zhen on the coffee table For the sketch, Jiang Hengshu reached out to pick it up and flipped through it. His eyes stopped on the signature on the lower right corner of the sketch. It wasn't Fu Zhen, but Jian Wen.
"Jianwen?" Jiang Hengshu always knew that Fu Zhen would sometimes take some sketches, but only now did he know that Fu Zhen still had such a name. He was a little curious, "Why did you choose such a name?"
Fu Zhen hesitated for a moment, Jiang Hengshu still didn't know the meaning of the name.
Jianwen, knowledge
If he didn't say it, Jiang Hengshu might never have figured out what these two words represent. Fu Zhen put his arms around Jiang Hengshu's neck, kissed him on the face, and then moved his lips to Jiang Hengshu's ear He told him the secret he had hidden in his heart: "Jianwen is—the world sees my constant tune, and sneers when they hear Yu's big words."
Jiang Hengshu was startled, and instantly understood what Fu Zhen's name represented, and a glimmer of light flashed in his blue eyes.
He hugged Fu Zhen gently, and whispered to him in his ear, "I'm sorry."
"Why do you say that?" Fu Zhen raised his head and looked into Jiang Hengshu's eyes.
"For keeping you waiting for so long, I should have understood earlier." Jiang Hengshu said slowly, if he could understand that this person is different to him earlier, Fu Zhen could end his suffering earlier.
"It's not that long," Fu Zhen laughed, his eyes curved like two crescents, and he said to Jiang Hengshu, "It won't be long at all."
He took out his phone and asked Jiang Hengshu, "Do you have a Weibo account?"
Jiang Hengshu thought for a while, and said to Fu Zhen: "There should be one. I applied for it when I was in junior high school, but I haven't logged in for a long time. I'll see if I can get it back."
Jiang Hengshu took out his mobile phone and put it in Fu Zhen's hand to download Weibo first. After entering it several times, he finally entered the password correctly, and then he had to bind the mobile phone number. He showed Fu Zhen the mobile phone. :"this."
Fu Zhen took Jiang Hengshu's mobile phone and took a look. This account looked too much like the kind of Taobao's water army account that bought likes and forwarded. Even the water army who read comments didn't use such a whiteboard account.
But that's okay, only he knows, after getting Jiang Hengshu's permission, Fu Zhen removed all the mess from his watchlist, then searched for Jianwen, and added a follower.
Then Fu Zhen logged on to Jianwen's Weibo, first turned off Jiang Hengshu, and then added a sentence in his personal introduction, "When the world sees my Hengshu tune, they all sneer when they hear Yu's big words."
Fu Zhen wondered if his Weibo was monitored in real time by fans 24 hours a day. Not long after he had just posted on Weibo, the number of comments and private messages increased by dozens in an instant.
Jian Min hasn't appeared for a long time. Fu Zhen opened a private message and found that there are people who are looking for him to make an appointment, who are concerned about what he is doing now, and many people are speculating about his identity. Unexpectedly, someone actually guessed it right.
[Madam, are you Director Fu? ]
The reason why they ask this question is that Jianwen’s painting style is really in line with the original work of Shazhou Chronicle, and they also picked up other painters of Shazhou Chronicle, and their Weibo dynamics did not match Jianwen’s. Finally, they finally set their sights on When it came to Fu Zhen.
After eliminating all possibilities, the remaining impossible is also the truth. Although this sentence is not very suitable here, because they are not sure that Jianwen must be one of the producers of the Shazhou Chronicle, but it does not prevent them So take a guess.
Fu Zhen flicked his finger on the phone screen a few times hesitantly. He turned his head to look at Jiang Hengshu beside him. Jiang Hengshu noticed his gaze and asked him, "What's wrong?"
Fu Zhen showed Jiang Hengshu the conversation on Weibo, and Jiang Hengshu didn't know much about it, so he couldn't give Fu Zhen advice, but said to Fu Zhen: "You can decide for yourself."
Fu Zhen exhaled, rubbed his stomach, and finally replied to the fan.
[yes]
The other party hasn't sent a message for a long time. Fu Zhen guessed that the other party might not be able to accept the excitement, so he dropped his phone and ran around. He was about to turn off the phone, but the other party sent another message. It was a whole page, Fu Zhen I counted them out of boredom, and there were a total of 286, followed by 16 exclamation marks.
[Ma'am, I'm about to have a heart attack! So exciting! ]
[I can't do it anymore, ah, it's really my wife]
[Oh my god, I never dreamed that it turned out to be real, madam, are you still accepting the manuscript]
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[Madam, can I post this matter? ]
Before, Fu Zhen felt that it was shameful for fans to know that he was a producer who came to draw fans, but now he feels relieved that there is nothing shameful about making money with his own ability.
[Can]
Then Fu Zhen added a sentence later: [However, this number will no longer receive manuscripts]
Soon this chat record was sent out by the fans, and the fans of the Shazhou Chronicle flocked to Jianwen's Weibo like chicken blood, and at the same time searched for the past time of Jianwen A fanart I've drawn.
The fans of the Shazhou Chronicle are extremely regretful, why didn't they find this Mrs. Treasure before, if they found out, they would spend money so that his hands were crippled.
The fans who were lucky enough to have an appointment with Jian Min before were all as happy as if they were about to celebrate the New Year. The original author drew fan pictures for you with his own hands. This is simply the pinnacle of life in CP! In the future, they must frame this picture properly, hang it on the wall, and leave it for future generations to admire.
These winners in life include Li Xun, a custard bag. When she heard the news, she was finishing her class, and she stood up from her seat, which shocked the students around her.
The old professor on the podium also stopped his lecture and asked Li Xun, "What's the matter with this classmate?"
"Teacher, my stomach hurts. I need to go to the toilet." After getting the old professor's permission, Li Xun rushed out of his seat and ran to the toilet opposite the classroom.
Looking at the screenshot of a fan of the Shazhou Chronicle on Weibo, and looking at the picture of the same person he had dated at Jian Min, Li Xun just wanted to shout at everyone: "Sajia is worth it in this life—"
But reason stopped her, and finally she squatted on the ground holding the mobile phone in one hand and hammering her thigh with the other, smiling like a fool.
After a long time, Li Xun's mood gradually stabilized. The first fanart she asked for from Jianwen only cost 150 yuan RMB. Looking at herself and Jianwen on Weibo before Li Xun suddenly felt extremely distressed about the bargaining chat records. At that time, his wife's life must have been very unsatisfactory, otherwise he would not have made money by accepting fan pictures. It was too bad for him to oppress his wife at that time.
Li Xun is not the only fan who has the same idea. It just so happens that they already knew his Alipay account when they made an appointment with Fu Zhen, and they all sent money to Fu Zhen to do their best.
Fu Zhen didn't expect to get such a result after losing his horse, so he quickly transferred all the money back to the fans, and even posted a Weibo, "You don't need to send me money, the Shazhou Chronicle has enough funds, everyone transferred it All the money has been transferred back to everyone.”
But this Weibo could not completely stop the enthusiastic fans. In the end, Fu Zhen simply set up Alipay to prohibit strangers from transferring money, and then it stopped.
After the carnival, the fans belatedly discovered that there was only one person in Jianwen's watchlist, and his name was Hengshu.
Fans entered Fu Zhen's Weibo account curiously, and found that it was just a whiteboard account. They only liked all the Weibo posts Fu Zhen had posted before. I'm a friend of mine, and I didn't pay much attention to it. As for the poem in my introduction, I just glanced at it and skipped it.
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After Fu Zhen finished solving the matter on Weibo, he continued to discuss the adaptation of "White Castle" with Luo Pingping.
At this time, Tang Wanwan, with the help of Qin Zhao, also went to participate in the audition for the latest movie "Genius Alice" directed by Zhang Yige.