in the washroom.
Qi Cong sat on the toilet with the lid down, her eyes were reddish and the ends of her eyes were a little swollen, but her expression was calm. Holding the phone expressionlessly, he slowly typed the word "Gu Xun" into the search box of the browser, curled his fingers, and clicked search.
The signal in the bathroom is not very good, and the page has not jumped out for a long time.
Qi Cong stared at the spinning loading icon without blinking. It seemed like it was a long time, and it seemed like it was just a blink of an eye. The page jumped successfully, and a lot of text jumped out.
The first item in the search result was encyclopedia information, and everything about Gu Xun suddenly filled his eyes.
Gu Xun, male, was born in North China on January 25, 1994, grew up in Xiguo, and graduated from Houghton School of Business in the United States. "The Chapter of Edward" won the Best Actor Award (the Golden Goose Award) at the St. Delmon Film Festival, and in 2020, he won the Banner Star Gold Cup Award for "Heavenly Asks", becoming the youngest international double-gold actor in mainland China.
The information only shows such a paragraph. To see the details, you must click on the encyclopedia homepage.
Qi Cong stared at the words "Born on January 25, 1994 in North China, Huaguo, grew up in Xiguo, graduated from Houghton School of Business in the United States" on the document, his fingers froze for a long time, and then he tapped into the details.
More information jumped out.
In the column of Gu Xun's personal experience, there is such a line clearly written: Gu Xun lived in Huaguo Haicheng with his brother for half a year at the end of 2016, and met the director of "Western" Ren Qizhen by fate.
At the end of 2016, I lived in Haicheng for half a year.
At the end of 2016, Qi Cong, who was about to go on winter vacation, went to Huaibei Road, Wenhua District, to buy materials. Because of the sudden rainstorm, he turned into a 24-hour convenience store to avoid the rain. The poor child Gu Xun.
The prudent figure in that big winter but wearing only a thin cotton coat flashed through his mind, Qi Cong's eyelashes trembled, and with a snap, a tear fell on a photo on the right side of the personal experience column.
The water stains fainted, obscuring the handsome figure in the suit in the photo.
So... is it all fake
The throat seemed to be blocked by something, and because he was holding back his emotions, his body was shaking uncontrollably. Qi Cong held the phone tightly, her knuckles turning white from too much force.
His eyes are still looking at the encyclopedia page, but there is no focus in his eyes.
Gu Xun who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth, Gu Xun who grew up abroad, Gu Xun who is proud of his education, Gu Xun who has achieved dazzling achievements... Gu Xun who was born in poverty, who grew up in the mountains, and Gu Xun who worked hard to get into adult university , Gu Xun who is clumsy but never gives up her efforts... Gu Xun who speaks softly and smiles shy... Gu Xun who has cold eyes and indifferent tone....
When she knew that she "slept" for three years, Qi Cong didn't cry.
When she knew that her family was bankrupt, Qi Cong didn't cry.
When she saw her old and haggard parents, Qi Cong held back her tears.
The situation is bad, but he is not desperate, because everything is still hopeful. Everyone is still here, and life is not hard.
Tears fell drop by drop, blurring the cold text on the phone screen. Qi Cong lowered her head, slowly wrapped her arms around her, and buried her head.
He once secretly rejoiced that life had graciously left him a precious place that he did not destroy. He felt that sooner or later he would find that precious place that he had lost and put it together, but it turned out that the treasure he thought was from the very beginning. fake.
"Am I wrong, why did Gu Xun come to this exchange meeting?"
I don't know how long it took, the footsteps and voices came together, Qi Cong's hand tightened around his arm and slowly raised his head.
"He came as a producer, and I heard that he was looking for a script and was going to invest in making a movie himself."
"He's going behind the scenes?"
"How is it possible, he is still so young, I think he should be unwilling to be just an actor and want to develop a side business."
The phone suddenly vibrated twice, Qi Cong returned to his senses and lowered his head. Through the mottled water stains on the screen, he saw a newly incoming WeChat message lying on the prompt bar.
Mom: Mum, I forgot to tell you that you have some old things that I have kept in my hometown in the countryside. Do you have what you want? If you have something to tell your mother, she will send it to you.
Qi Cong suddenly calmed down.
The phone vibrated again, and another message came in.
Mom: Today is the first day of work, are you still adapting to work? Everything is fine at home. Your dad got a thank you statement from a student today. He was so happy that he ate half a bowl of rice.
Qi Cong sat up slowly, raised his hand and wiped his face, his wet eyelashes stuck together, feeling a little uncomfortable, he blinked.
The voices outside gradually became farther away, and when they were about to disappear, a vague word floated over.
"Then why is Shen Jia here?"
Qi Cong turned his head over there, then lowered his head and looked at another message from Qi Yin.
Mom: Work hard, eat well. If you are not used to the environment in Beishi, come back. Everything has your parents.
The uncontrollable breathing was slow and steady. After making sure that no more news would come in, Qi Cong covered the phone and wiped the screen of the phone back and forth on his trousers. When he turned it over again, all the smudges on the screen had been wiped away, like his emotions that were useless in life today.
He clicked on the message and replied to Qi Yin, "The work is going well, I'll have a meeting first and talk on the phone at night", then got up and sorted out his clothes, pushed open the door of the compartment, went to the sink and turned on the faucet, bent down to use cold water He slapped his face hard.
Finally, he straightened up and looked at the expressionless self in his glasses, wiped the water off his face, and walked out without turning his head.
His parents were waiting for him, and he had no time to cry about his insignificant feelings.
…
In the venue, an old director in the industry was giving a speech on the stage. Qi Cong entered the venue with a cat waist, looked up and quickly glanced at the positions of the participants in the venue, tried to ignore the red figure sitting in the center of the front row, found Shen Jia sitting on the right side of the third row, and walked around.
Shen Jia also saw Qi Cong and wanted to stand up in a hurry. Qi Cong hurriedly gave Shen Jia a reassuring gesture, motioning him to sit down and not disturb the people around him, and then walked around to Shen Jia more quickly.
Finally the two meet. Behind Shen Jia was a corridor separated from the second half. Qi Cong squatted behind Shen Jia's chair and whispered to Shen Jia who looked back, "You should concentrate on listening to the speech first, and I will give you the rest later. Explanation. Turn your head around, there are media filming in the backcourt, don't lose your temper. I see there are seats in the back row, go there and wait for you."
Shen Jia turned her head obediently, but was still anxious - he saw Qi Cong's red and swollen eyes.
"Brother Cong, you—"
"I'm going to the back row, and we'll talk after a while of free communication."
Qi Cong patted the back of Shen Jia's chair, and the cat's waist went out of the corridor, welt to the last row, and sat down at the corner. After sitting down, his eyes cast uncontrollably toward the middle of the first row, but because the seats are parallel, he only sees the back of the row of heads.
He pursed his lips and turned his eyes to the stage.
The old director has finished his speech and stepped off the stage. The host came on stage, and after saying some string words, he announced loudly: "The following is a rookie screenwriter who has performed extremely well in martial arts themes in the past two years. Sir, come to the stage to give a new round of speeches on the future of martial arts movies, everyone applauds and welcomes you."
Applause broke out, and several invited media people who were also nestled in the back row quickly raised their cameras, while Qi Cong was stunned.
No trace of water? And... The author of the Great God of Jiangwang? screenwriter
Amidst the warm applause, a fat young man wearing glasses got up from the second row and took a manuscript to the stage.
Qi Cong looked at each other, frowning slowly.
After the young man came on stage, he interacted with the host, and then the host stepped down. The young man took the microphone and introduced himself: "Hello everyone, I am the author of the novel "Chivalry" series and the screenwriter of the TV series "Chivalry: The Legend of Liu Fengyue". Wu Heng."
Qi Cong shuddered to stand up, and then clenched his hands and sat back restrained when several media people beside him cast suspicious glances.
"Chivalrous Bone", Liu Fengyue. That's right, it was the first script he conceived in his sophomore year and the name of the main character of the script. At that time, when he was analyzing the script of an old martial arts movie, he was inspired, and he grabbed a piece of paper and wrote down the beginning of "Chivalry".
At that time, he was full of enthusiasm, and he couldn't help but want to show it to others and ask others for their opinions, but because he was a little shy, he didn't want to show off such an unfinished and immature work to his classmates and teachers. Look, so I went to Jiangtian, a site that mainly promoted martial arts at the time, to register an author account, published the beginning of the abridged version of "Chivalry", and then took this beginning and went to the internal author forum of Jiangtian website to post and ask the old author for advice.
At that time, he didn't know the rules of the forum, and he didn't know that the post asking for advice had to follow a certain format. The post was deleted by the forum administrator less than ten minutes after it was posted. Fortunately, before the post was deleted, an old author with experience in writing two martial arts novels took the initiative to reply and leave his contact information, expressing his interest in his story, and that person was Shui Wuhen.
For various reasons, Jiang Tianwang's "Chivalrous Bone" has been stuck in a state of only having a simplified beginning, but in private, he and Shui Wuhen gradually became friends because of similar interests. The entire "Chivalry Bone" story structure, he all Take it out and discuss it with Shui Wuhen.
But now his carefully conceived "Chivalrous Bone" has actually become a work by Shui Wuhen
He couldn't believe it. He stared at Wu Heng, who was giving a speech on the stage for a few seconds. He suddenly regained his senses. He lowered his head and took out his mobile phone from his pocket. Type in the words "water without trace" and click search.
A row of works jumped out, from top to bottom, they are:
"Bone"
"End of Heroes"
"Bone Blood"
"Bone of the Bone"
"Battle of the Wasteland"
"Blood Dyeing Qingfeng"
Qi Cong's brain was buzzing, and his fingers instinctively opened the top work.
A novel introduction page jumped out.
Qi Cong quickly read the introduction, and then clicked into the catalog to read all the free chapters. He loosened his fingers and looked up at Wu Heng on the stage again, breathing a little short.
This is obviously... his "Chivalrous Bone".
Wu Heng on the stage just finished his speech. The host took the stage again. After exchanging a few words with Wu Heng, he announced that he would enter the question and answer session, indicating that people in the audience can raise their hands to ask Wu Heng questions, limited to three.
Qi Cong's expression tightened and he immediately raised his hand.
"Huh? A very surprising person raised his hand." The host smiled and looked at the center of the first row under the stage, with a kind tone, "Please hand the microphone to Mr. Gu Xun. Excuse me. Teacher Gu Xun, are you also a reader of Teacher Wu Heng?"
Qi Cong was stunned, slowly put down his hand, and looked at the slender figure standing up slowly in the first row.
Because of his back to him, he couldn't see Gu Xun's expression, he could only hear Gu Xun's indifferent voice.
"I'm not a reader of Wu Heng." Gu Xun put one hand in his pocket and held the microphone in the other, speaking a little slowly, "I just want to ask a friend of mine who reads novels, Wu Heng, that "Chivalrous Bone" is you Is it true that the rumor is based on the beginning of a new author?"
As soon as the word came out, the whole audience was shocked.
A media person sitting not far from Qi Cong choked out the imported water and said, "What?! Wu Heng continued to write "Chivalrous Bone" by someone else? Where did the rumor come from?"