The publicity will go fairly well.
Nanyang City is a famous water town, with a warm climate, small bridges and flowing water, with ancient charms accumulated in history, quiet and introverted.
Director Wang chose this place... because this is his hometown.
Director Wang is already very old.
Looking at it from Shao Si's angle, the wrinkles drawn from the corners of the old man's eyes became deeper and deeper.
"In the beginning, I made the film Lurking. I actually thought it would be the last gift I gave myself." Director Wang stood up from his seat and faced the reporter with a calm and slow tone. My last work, I hope you will like it."
This statement caused an uproar in the media.
The main creators sitting on the stage also stood up at this moment, looking at each other, not knowing what to say, obviously shocked by Director Wang's 'retirement' remarks.
Shao Si stood beside him and said, "Director Wang..."
Director Wang smiled at him, and handed the microphone to Shao Si: "Come on, it's your turn, let's talk to the big guy."
Shao Si held the microphone, and it took him a long time to find his language.
After he finished dealing with the media and sat down again, he saw Director Wang coughing lightly with one hand on his lower lip from the corner of his eye.
He is no longer the brat he was back then, with a backpack and a few pieces of dry food, he resolutely left Nanyang City and embarked on the path of making movies. Go for decades and never look back.
White hair had already crept up to his temples.
"Back then, we just had a dilapidated yard, the most old-fashioned projector, and watched black and white silent movies." Shao Si always remembered that one day during his lunch break, Director Wang happily told everyone about his childhood, and a few fingers trembled in mid-air, There was a smile of extreme nostalgia on his face, "It's so beautiful, it's a new thing, I deliberately forgot to eat the sweet potatoes that I wanted to bring in my pocket from home, and all the children in the yard were playing around, just me One sits there, watching it more seriously than anyone else—actually how can I understand it, I don’t understand anything, but it’s beautiful, everyone around me is laughing, and I feel happy. The actress’s skirt is twirling inside Ah turn."
…
The publicity meeting ended, and it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.
Everyone left the table one after another. Shao Si chased him out and called Director Wang: "What you said just now is true? Are you planning to retire?"
Director Wang stopped and remained silent for a while before turning around and saying, "Yes."
"why?"
"I'm getting old, I can't do it anymore." Director Wang smiled, patted Shao Si on the shoulder and said, "I just want to rest now, settle down in my hometown, raise fish and cats, go for a walk when I have nothing to do... nothing The reason, don’t worry. Now the times are in the hands of you young people, you have to work hard.”
Shao Si was silent for a long time, and finally he could only say: "Then you, take care of yourself. If you need anything, you can call me. You know the number. I basically don't turn off the phone."
"Okay, okay." Wang Daolian said three 'yes'.
"However, Director Wang, there is something I want to ask you." Shao Si hesitated for a while, using excuses to turn around in his head, and finally asked, "There is a senior named Ye Qing...you also said that you I know it. That’s it. This time I took over Director Ou’s play. I checked a lot of opera information and found out that Mr. Ye was also an opera singer during his lifetime. He is somewhat similar to the characters in the script. There is very little information about him online."
Yes, there is too little information, which is why Shao Si became suspicious of Ye Qing.
His biography seemed too clean, even the original forum had to be restored to get a glimpse of a small part of the content.
like...
It was as if someone deliberately obliterated him after his death.
"I don't want to lie to you." After Wang Dao said this, he said, "It's just that you don't want to know about this matter."
Shao Si wanted to ask again, but Director Wang was determined to avoid talking about it, but he said something else before he left.
"I want you to remember that this circle is not chaotic now, it has always been so chaotic - but we must not compromise with it, no matter what happens."
After seeing off Director Wang, Li Guangzong sat in the co-pilot and reported on the way back: "We're going straight back to the hotel now, you should rest well, and I warn you in advance, what kind of snack street, we must not go. Don't carry it on your back again." I sneaked away, thinking that with a pair of sunglasses and a towel around you, the general public would not recognize you? Even if you were turned into ashes, they would still recognize you... Fighting with them, you are really asking for your own death, do you hear me?"
Shao Si huddled in the back seat, and gave a calm 'hmm', basically what he said to Li Guangzong was to go in from one ear to the other and out from the right.
With his eyes half closed, when Shao Si was almost falling asleep, the cell phone under him vibrated twice, and a new text message came in.
Li Guangzong said casually: "What? Buzzing."
Shao Si supported his hands, raised his waist slightly, took out the phone, and said, "It's nothing, it's a pyramid scheme."
Shao Si said as he unlocked the screen lock and clicked in:
——Ye Qing was buried in Ling'an Cemetery in Nanyang City, located at 117, District A. The specific address of the cemetery is No. 168, Minhe Road.
——Friendly reminder, when I hacked into the monitoring system of the cemetery, I saw a familiar person [picture] in the monitoring.
The person in the picture is the one he commissioned a private investigator to investigate last time...
Zhou Weiping.
Shao Si was somewhat awake, sat up, and the coat slipped off him: Is he still there
—It should still be there now, but it’s not sure if it’s still there when you rush over there.
The car slowly stopped at the entrance of the hotel.
Li Guangzong watched Shao Si fall asleep when he entered the room, and then went back to his room to work with the computer in his hands.
Who knew that his father Shao was more courageous than he imagined, just a few minutes after he went out, Shao Si sneaked out of the hotel.
"Go to Ling'an Cemetery." The big scarf around Shao Si's neck almost covered his entire face, only a pair of clear eyes were exposed, which made the driver's back feel cold, "Please hurry up, I There is something urgent."
From here, the journey is not far. Nanyang is a small place. When getting out of the car, Shao Si didn't even look at the price, and directly took out a large denomination: "There's no need to look for it."
"No, it's thirty-two yuan in total. You have to be honest. Wait a minute. I'll find it for you."
Shao Si: "It's really unnecessary."
The driver raised his face: "Are you looking down on me?"
Finally, Shao Si got out of the car grabbing a stack of ten-cent tickets.
Area A is located near the south of the cemetery, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and can be said to be the most expensive area in the entire cemetery.
The sky is a bit dark, because the weather turned cloudy in the afternoon-the storm a few days ago probably hasn't completely evacuated this small urban area, and the wind is blowing on the leaves and rustling.
Fine rainwater fell and soon wet Shao Si's hair.
I just learned from the guard that 117 is located on the top of the mountain, and you can see it by walking up the stairs.
"Why do ordinary people choose this kind of place?" Shao Si climbed halfway, a little tired, slowed down his pace and panted lightly, and said to himself, "...and when will the rain stop."
I hope Zhou Weiping is still there.
"... Every April 14th, it rains, Ah Qing, are you crying?"
When approaching the top of the mountain, Shao Si vaguely heard someone's voice.
He slowed down his pace, taking every step carefully before falling down, for fear of disturbing the voice.
The voice was a bit familiar, but due to the distance and the gentle tone of voice, Shao Si couldn't tell if it was Zhou Weiping's voice for a while.
After a while, the man said again without thinking: "I love you."
cooked.
too ripe.
But definitely not Zhou Weiping.
Shao Si took another step up, and the scene in front of him unfolded bit by bit, and he was finally able to see clearly...
…
However, Shao Si was silent for a while, and finally asked indifferently: "Why are you here?"
Gu Yanzhou obviously did not expect to meet him here.
"Keep your voice down." Gu Yanzhou was holding an umbrella, and there was another person besides him under the umbrella—looking at the back was a woman with long hair reaching her waist and a slender back, and she never turned her head to look at Shao Si from the beginning to the end.
She just looked at the opposite side intently, watching the movement in front of Ye Qing's tomb on the opposite side.
"Why did you come? Didn't you bring an umbrella?" When Shao Si walked in, Gu Yanzhou pulled him to his side, and tilted the umbrella a little bit in his direction, trying to keep him from getting as much rain as possible.
While saying thank you, Shao Si raised his hand to wipe away the drops of water dripping on his eyelids, and then raised his eyes, and he saw clearly that the woman beside him... was Ye Xuan.
The umbrella is not big, and this hidden place for peeping is not spacious enough, and it is still a little bit reluctant to squeeze three people.
You can't squeeze towards Ye Xuan, men and women can't get close, so Shao Si has only one choice - continue to stay in Gu Yanzhou's arms.
Gu Yanzhou raised his hand and patted his head, and helped him smooth his half-wet hair: "Why did you come here?"
"...I said I came for a walk, would you believe me?"
Gu Yanzhou: "This excuse is not very good."
Shao Si ignored him, and stared at him without blinking: "But speaking of it, why is Director Ou here?"
Sitting in front of Ye Qing's tomb, holding a wine jar, taking a sip and throwing two sips on the ground, and talking to himself all the time, isn't Ou Dao.
Gu Yanzhou was entrusted by Director Wang to come to worship.
Although Director Wang said that he was determined to retire and wanted to rest, the root cause was that there was something wrong with his body. Director Wang didn't intend to say anything about this at first, but Gu Yanzhou was sensitive, so he made a few tricks before he came out.
"I can't beat you, since you know everything, then do something for me," Director Wang said on the phone that day, "I'm going to the hospital after the publicity meeting is over, Yanzhou, go see an old man for me. friend."
Who is this old friend, Gu Yanzhou is not quite sure.
It's just that he met Ye Xuan on the way up the mountain.
Hearing Gu Yanzhou's explanation by lowering his head close to his ear, Shao Si felt his ears itch while thinking, what a coincidence this is, that we can make a mahjong table together.