Bao Baobao came to Suzhou this time to shoot a low-cost literary film. When he showed the script to Ji Qinyang, he seemed very proud: "I've been sharpening my sword in ten years."
Ji Qinyang had a fake expression on his face, he turned a few pages, and finally rolled the script into a roll and knocked it in the palm of his hand.
"Come to my house for a drink tonight?" Ji Qinyang stood up: "After reading it, I will discuss the style of music with you."
Baby Bear gave an ok gesture, and he added another sentence: "The male lead is Zheng Ming."
It took Ji Qinyang an afternoon to read the script. Xie Meng didn't bother him. He squatted in the yard and peeled broad beans by himself. When he was about to finish peeling, he looked up and found Ji Qinyang leaning against the door to watch him.
"?" Xie Meng smiled: "Have you read it?"
Ji Qinyang gave a "um", he squatted down and took the half-peeled beans from Xie Meng's hand: "It's a good story."
Xie Meng cleaned the bean shells. He took the bowl to wash his hands. When he came back, he looked at Ji Qinyang and asked, "What are you talking about?"
"Tell me about two teenagers." Ji Qinyang helped him roll up his sleeves. "We've been together since school days, then went to the big city to work hard, encountered setbacks and difficulties, supported each other, and finally returned home."
Xie Meng had a "..." expression on his face.
Ji Qinyang smiled and kissed his temple: "great story, isn't it?"
Baby Bear really brought wine at night, and it was all white. Zheng Ming followed him, and the actor was also very daring.
"Are you safe like this?" Ji Qinyang pretended to look outside: "Don't get in trouble and come to me."
Bao Baobao opened the wine, motioned Zheng Ming to sit down, and said to Xie Meng, "He is allergic to alcohol, ordinary tea will do."
Xie Meng: "I just bought a box of milk yesterday, drink that."
So the two of them drank, drank milk, and sat in the patio chatting and eating peanuts.
"Have you read the script?" Baby Bear asked Ji Qinyang.
Ji Qinyang threw a peanut into his mouth: "Look, when it comes to this, do you have to pay us the copyright fee? This is an obvious adaptation from a real person."
Baby Bear: "Oh, why are you so stingy, so the music lets you do it, I'm going to Oscar, you're going to Grammys, look, I have a plan."
Ji Qinyang glared at him sideways.
Baby Bear coughed: "I'm serious, you are with the team throughout the whole process. Wherever we shoot, you can write when you feel inspired, how about it?"
Ji Qinyang held the wine glass and thought for a while, he and Xie Meng looked at each other, the latter nodded to him with a smile.
"That's fine." Ji Qinyang laughed lazily: "I don't ask for anything else, the lunch box needs to be packed."
Because it is a low-cost literary film, after the filming of Bei Piao, the main scenes were shot in Suzhou. The youth part was filmed for more than half a year. Baby Bear deliberately waited until the summer to come to Suzhou to shoot, and played the role of Zheng Ming as a boy early in the morning. The actors of the period began to wear makeup.
Because of his short stature, Baby Bear habitually squatted on a chair when watching films. He was barefooted and solemn. Zheng Ming sat next to him and watched him over and over again to make the actor come back again.
"cut" Baby Bear is not a strict director, but he is very persistent. A scene where the protagonist meets for the first time has been back and forth more than 20 times: "Come again."
The actors came back obediently, but Ji Qinyang admired him a little: "You can do it."
Baby Bear maintained a squatting posture and pointed to Zheng Ming: "His highest record is 50 times. I also let him do it over and over again. The actor's example is here."
Ji Qinyang raised his eyebrows: "It turned out to be a fox and a fake tiger?"
"Wrong!" Baby Bear said solemnly, "This is called killing chickens to warn monkeys!"
After getting along for a long time, it is not difficult to find that Zheng Ming's temper and his acting appearance are completely two extremes, honest and even dull, not good at words, and clingy.
Baby Bear is like his personal nanny. You can often see the two of them wearing masks together in the middle of the night and wandering around the studio.
Xie Meng went to work during the day and came to the studio to accompany Ji Qinyang in the evening. The other party brought all kinds of musical instruments, and Bao Baobao strongly supported that he had to come and listen to it every night before he could go to sleep, which is called hypnosis.
At first, Ji Qinyang's inspiration was not bad, and the creation went smoothly, but when the plot entered the middle-aged return of the protagonist, he encountered a bottleneck. In order to cooperate with him, Baby Bear deliberately slowed down the shooting speed, but Ji Qinyang always kept several times in a row. Nothing can be done.
Xie Meng didn't say much, just asked for leave to accompany him.
The midsummer in Suzhou was unbearable. The entire crew was filming in the Hetang Moonlight Wetland Park in Xiangcheng District. The actors were sweating like rain under the scorching sun. Ji Qinyang asked the park management to rent a boat and take Xie Meng to the center of the lake.
The blue waves are rippling, and the lake is filled with endless green lotus leaves, all emerald green is pleasing to the eye.
Xie Meng was lying on the deck, he picked a lotus leaf and covered his head, Ji Qinyang sat cross-legged opposite him, playing with a bamboo flute in his hand.
He blew intermittently, and as soon as he looked up, he saw Xie Meng smiling at him in the crevices of the lotus leaves.
"Why don't you blow it." Xie Meng raised a lotus leaf to block the sunlight.
Ji Qinyang: "I just learned, I don't know much, I'm embarrassed to blow it in front of you."
Xie Meng smiled: "How long have we been together, what's the embarrassment?"
"It's been a long time?" Ji Qinyang pretended to be in trouble and thought: "Why do I feel like I just met you."
With a numb expression, Xie Meng muttered, "What did I just know about you?"
"It's the same as now." Ji Qinyang looked at his eyebrows: "I remember the first time I saw you, I said, my name is Ji Qinyang."
Xie Meng looked at him and said nothing.
Ji Qinyang: "You said your name is Xie Meng." He paused and read Xie Meng's name again: "Xie Meng."
Xie Meng covered the lotus leaf on his face, then leaned over and kissed Ji Qinyang's lips across the lotus leaf.
All afternoon, the melodious sound of the flute filled the lotus leaves. In the distance, Baby Bear smiled when he heard that it was about to end. Zheng Ming put his hands together on the wooden bridge and shouted to the two of them: "It's over! Come back! La!"
After a long while, Xie Meng replied: "Okay!"
From the big summer to the beginning of autumn, Xiong Baobao's literary film is completely over. He finally made up a few scenes, and when he left, he was very drunk at Ji Qinyang's house.
Ji Qinyang also drank too much. He sat on the chair with Xie Meng from behind, listening to Baby Bear's rhetoric.
Director Xiong probably felt that he was not tall and lacked aura, so he insisted on stepping on the table. Zheng Ming nervously stretched his arms from the side to protect him, for fear that he would fall off accidentally.
"Let me tell you!" Baby Bear waved his arms and pointed: "This movie! Oscar! Desiree! That's right! Your music! Great!"
Ji Qinyang put his chin on Xie Meng's shoulder, closed his eyes and said indistinctly: "You haven't become a big director yet... I'm not sure, it doesn't matter... Just do it happily."
Baby Bear seemed to think it made some sense, and smirked: "Yes! Happy!"
Xie Meng was hugged too tightly by Ji Qinyang and could not walk away, he motioned Zheng Ming to pull the baby bear down.
The actor coaxed especially in a low voice from below: "Baby be good... Let's come down and talk, come, be careful, baby, shall I hold you?"
Xie Meng was helpless: "Where are you coaxing the child?"
Zheng Ming said honestly: "He usually coaxes me like this."
Xie Meng: "..."
When Baby Bear was taken down by Zheng Ming, he was still nagging Ji Qinyang: "You are coming to the Grammys in February next year, and the Oscars in March... What else?" He turned his head and asked Zheng Ming, as if Didn't get the answer I wanted: "No matter, come anyway!"
"No." Ji Qinyang waved impatiently: "Go to Huangshan with Xie Meng to play in February, who cares what the prize is."
Baby Bear: "… "
In the large wave of New Year films at the end of the year, Baby Bear's literary film was finally released. This kind of film has never been eye-catching, but because of the addition of actor Zheng Ming, the box office can be said to be a burst, and the same burst, it is There are almost 0 bad reviews on the Internet.
Major film critics have long praised this low-cost literary film, calling it a gorgeous but fresh and moving movement at the end of the year.
Bao Bao Bao and Zheng Ming were very calm on Weibo, and did not reveal any signs of participating in the awards. Many of the industry's biggest names mentioned that the soundtrack was perfect, and some paparazzi exposed that Zheng Ming and Bao Bao went to the evening at that time. A photo of a mysterious person's house, waiting until midnight.
But Ji Qinyang and Xie Meng were completely unaware of these.
The two went to pay New Year's greetings to Mo Suyuan and Ji Shanrong on New Year's Eve. The sound of firecrackers was too loud at night, and they couldn't sleep well. They had to go to Qi Fei's house early in the morning. Han Dong and Zhang Gangbang had already arrived, and Zhuo Xiaoyuan was a new year. Night shift, simply make up for sleep at the other party's house.
Gu Meiyan was busy packing her luggage, holding up the camera, "Mother Qi, have a laugh."
Qi Fei was brushing his teeth and washing his face, and his mouth full of toothpaste said anxiously, "Laughing at you! Hurry up and wake up Tie Nan, and go back to sleep when you get on the train!"
Zhuo Xiaoyuan got up with an ugly face, and complained while putting on his clothes: "The old New Year's Eve is still at home... You people in the city are too good at playing, so you can travel in a fashionable way to celebrate the New Year."
"I originally planned to go to Japan." Han Dong ate the cake baked by Gu Meiyan: "As a result, Mama Qi's passport expired and she temporarily changed the itinerary."
Gu Meiyan sighed: "My cosmetics are gone... Forget it, Huangshan can also soak in hot springs. Now, let's have fun."
Qi Fei wiped his mouth and came out, and saw Ji Qinyang and Xie Meng excitedly said: "Boss! You're popular, you know?! I didn't know what it was called, what kind of treasure? It's quite capable of making movies!"
Xie Meng laughed: "We haven't had time to read the news recently because of our busy schedule. Maybe it's just thunder and rain, and it's so easy to become popular."
Ji Qinyang is noncommittal: "Go out to play, not to talk about work, are you all well? The car has been waiting for a long time at the bottom."
The seven people went to Huangshan for a self-tour, and they did not join the group. Among them, there was only a single dog, Zhuo Xiaoyuan. Iron Man was delighted: "I have evolved from Pikachu to Raichu."
Zhang Bangbang pointed the camera at him: "We Tie Nan are so handsome, go to Huangshan Yan Yu, no matter whether you are a man or a woman, we can capture it!"
Zhuo Xiaoyuan squinted his eyes and snorted in disgust.
The driver of the car was very young, and he introduced a lot of things that need to be paid attention to when climbing the mountain, such as a cane and a poncho, and Gu Meiyan deliberately took a notebook and wrote it down.
It was only a 5-hour drive, and after a discussion, a few people decided to make up for sleep first, and then play again the next day after replenishing their energy.
Xie Meng was lying on the bed in the hotel room, and Ji Qinyang hugged him across the quilt.
"Did Baby Bear call you?" Xie Meng asked, sticking his head out of the bed.
Ji Qinyang: "Yes, it's just New Year's greetings, and there is no mention of awarding awards or not. It's probably yellow."
Xie Meng was silent for a while, and he touched Ji Qinyang's face: "It's okay, there are still opportunities in the future, let's take it slow."
"You think I care?" Ji Qinyang raised his eyebrows with a smile. He lowered his head and kissed Xie Meng's lips: "It doesn't matter if it's nothing, I still have you."
The next day, a few people went to climb Tiandu Peak together. It was extremely cold in mid-February. From the bottom, there was snow on the halfway of the mountain. Several people hurriedly put on their jackets, and Gu Meiyan also wore a top. A large woolen hat, with only two eyes exposed from the top and bottom of the body.
"I knew I was going to climb out with a bag on my back!" Qi Fei shouted as he climbed, "It's warmer to climb a mountain with a load!"
Han Dong turned back and pulled the lever: "Come on! Where did you climb to? If you really carry a crucian carp's back, you will die!"
Ji Qinyang climbed in the first place, Xie Meng followed a little behind him, a few people lined up when they reached the top of the mountain, one pulled the other over the back of the crucian carp, Zhuo Xiaoyuan grabbed Xie Meng's waist rope, feeling vibrating, He frowned and called Xie Meng: "Is your phone ringing?"
Xie Meng didn't look back: "It seems so, wait until the top of the mountain to pick it up."
Zhuo Xiaoyuan: "But it keeps ringing!"
Ji Qinyang reached the top of the mountain first, he pulled Xie Meng, the other party's mobile phone hadn't stopped, Xie Meng hurriedly took off his gloves to pick it up.
"Why did it take so long to answer the phone?" Baby Bear's voice was very energetic. It was rare that he was very quiet there, and it felt like there was an echo of space.
Xie Meng smiled indifferently and said, "We are climbing Tiandu Peak in Huangshan, why did you call?"
Zhang Ganggang is holding up his SLR to signal them to pose: "What are you calling, take a picture!"
Baby Bear smiled: "I'm on the Grammy podium, who told you not to come."
Xie Meng: "..." He glanced at his phone and joked, "It's true or false."
"Really." Baby Bear was even happier: "I'm on the speakerphone, don't say anything wrong."
Xie Meng just treated him as a joke, and cooperated: "Okay, what prize do you get?"
"Best film and television media work composition album award." Xiong Baobao said: "Also, it's not me, Ji Qinyang won it."
Xie Meng smiled and said generously: "Well, you keep it for us first, and we'll get it later."
Baby Bear agreed: "Okay, don't forget to tell Ji Qinyang, remember to forward it on Weibo later."
"..." Before Xie Meng could react to what Weibo forwarded, Baby Bear hung up the phone. He stared at the phone in a daze until Ji Qinyang came over.
"Who called?" Ji Qinyang put the gloves back on for him: "In such a hurry?"
Xie Meng opened his mouth and spoke after a long while: "Baby Bear... He said, you won the Grammys, and he wants us to wait for Weibo?"
Ji Qinyang didn't quite believe it either: "Now? Just now?"
Xie Meng nodded, and the two looked at each other for a while before being silent.
Gu Meiyan's scream came from a distance, and the big beauty waved her arms, jumping and laughing excitedly: "Yimei is big! Come on Weibo! You're on the trending headlines!!"
Ji Qinyang didn't bring out his cell phone, but threw it in the hotel. He could only use Xie Meng's to log on Weibo. : "New Year's trip, Huangshan."
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Bao Baobao reposted the video of him calling Xie Meng's mobile phone during the award ceremony. Zheng Ming reposted it immediately, and even naughty brushed all three topics.
Ji Qinyang stared at his home page that was blasted, with an expression he couldn't bear to look directly at.
Xie Meng Fu forehead "... This time I played a big game."
Ji Qinyang sighed, he put away the phone, and the first thing he did was to pick up Xie Meng and turn around three times.
"..." Xie Meng couldn't help laughing and crying: "What are you doing?"
Ji Qinyang hugged him and didn't let go: "It's really right not to go."
Xie Meng: "..."
Ji Qinyang: "It doesn't make sense to stand on the podium at this time. Sharing with you is what I want to do most."
Xie Meng was speechless, and in the end he could only hold Ji Qinyang's face and kiss the other's forehead forcefully.
The topic of Grammys has been brushed for three days. During these three days, the music world was in great turmoil. Some people picked up some of Ji Qinyang's early experiences of drifting north, thinking that he was the most dazzling bead in the domestic music world, but the matter is not over yet.
On the fifth day, the Weibo account of a band with more than 100,000 fans suddenly broke out the songs that Ji Qinyang wrote for them that year, including Qian Mo's face-to-face solo flight, and Sen Mao covering up the latter and covering up the truth of the original creator of the song .
One of the trumpets listed all the original manuscript scores written by Ji Qinyang, and commented bitterly: "The om band with Ji Qinyang is the most prosperous, classic and unsurpassable om, but someone ruined them, It is the most heart-wrenching event in the music world to let real talents be covered in dust!"
Qian Mo did not develop smoothly after he left OM. The scolding on the Internet became a film for a while, and the blood was red in the river. Some people turned up the songs that Qian Mo made in recent years. Compared with the early days of OM, it was found that it was similar to plagiarism. The list goes on and on.
In the end, Senmao couldn't stand the pressure, so he could only hide Qian Mo, and made a public apology, claiming that he was willing to pay a huge amount of compensation for Ji Qinyang's losses that year.
Bao Baobao bluntly countered on Weibo: "Compensation? They won the Grammys, and there will be an Oscar in a while, can you afford to compensate for the current value? Don't give the company to the big family of Yimei [add a cat head] ]"
Zheng Ming retweeted Bear Baby's Weibo, followed by four words [add a cat's head] Xie Meng couldn't help laughing when he saw it: "They really know how to play."
It doesn't matter to Ji Qinyang, he and Xie Meng have already returned to Suzhou, and his Weibo account has gained 5 million followers in a few days.
Ji Qinyang retweeted Senmao's apology Weibo, and only wrote one sentence: "Walking on the ground, the dust will always get on the shoes, I bent down and patted the trouser legs, and continued to stride forward in the sun."
Xie Meng read what Ji Qinyang wrote twice, he looked at the other party and laughed: "It's that simple? Would it be too cheap for them?"
"They were cheap and irrelevant people." Ji Qinyang took the guitar, moved the chair to the yard, and pushed Xie Meng out.
"What?" Xie Meng laughed, he sat down and looked at Ji Qinyang standing opposite him.
The sun is pleasant in the yard, Ji Qinyang smiled.
Xie Meng suddenly discovered that, at some point in time, the annual rings opened up tender petals at the corner of each other's eyes.
He couldn't help but reach out and touch it.
Ji Qinyang closed his eyes and whispered, "I'll be forty in a few years."
"It doesn't matter." Xie Meng looked at him: "I am with you."
Ji Qinyang's eyes were slightly red, he lowered his head as if to cover up, cleared his throat and said seriously: "Now is Mr. Xie's exclusive celebration song, I will love you forever, Mr. Xie."
The familiar and moving melody slowly flowed out from under Ji Qinyang's fingertips, Xie Meng listened for a while, showed a clear smile, and sang with him.
"The fleeting years don't know how to stop, time is slow and lingering, gradually, time is no longer nostalgic."
"Your smile is like sand and snow, Luo is in my heart, and gradually, it is hidden in the years."
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