Entertainment since 1999

Chapter 18
In the evening, on the bus back home.

Han Qiao was disheveled, smelly and dirty, paralyzed in the car seat, and he didn't even have the strength to think.

But no one laughed at him, everyone in the car was like this, as if fleeing famine.

"Brother Han, come here." Fatty Wang greeted from the front of the car.

Han Qiao struggled to get up, feeling the gazes from around him, and smiled helplessly.

However, he had already offended the extras, so he had no choice but to use his tricks. When he walked up to Fatty Wang, Han Qiao cheered up, "Brother Wang!"

"Brother Han, you can help me pay my wages today, six yuan per person." Fatty Wang handed over the wallet.

Han Qiao regained his spirits, or the circle is full of good people.

In 1999, there was no actor's guild, and group performances were like leeks. Except when it rained, all other plays were charged five yuan, and the group leader took one yuan.

Not only did Fatty Wang not draw any money, but he gave an extra one, but in fact, he gave two more.

The reason why I let myself pay is just to reciprocate.

"Brothers, I know that everyone has opinions on me, but you have to believe that I am a comrade in the same trench as you." Fatty Wang cleared his throat.

"Brothers gave me Fatty Wang face today, and I, Fatty Wang, will keep it in mind. I can't speak to the production team, but in Hengdian, brothers have difficulties, just look for me."

At this time, Han Qiao also started to pay wages, and six yuan was paid to him, which was a pleasant surprise.

Fatty Wang spoke nicely, most of the resentment in his heart had gone, and someone shouted: "Brother Wang, we have no status as a group performer, and we should unite. This kind of anti-war drama is seven yuan less, so we won't take it in the future."

"That's right, at the end of today, half of my life was lost. Brother Wang is righteous, but we can't always let Brother Wang suffer."

Fatty Wang smiled wryly, who the hell should he ask for an argument?

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When the car arrived at Juxianzhuang, all the performers broke up in a rush.

Han Qiao dragged his tired body, ready to get off the car,

Fatty Wang's voice came over: "Brother Han, wait a minute."

Han Qiao looked back, Fatty Wang looked around furtively, and leaned into Han Qiao's ear: "Brother Han, I'm sorry for letting you be a gun today."

This is about the morning.

Han Qiao felt happy, Fatty Wang obviously misunderstood, he made a wronged gesture: "Brother Wang regards me as a brother, and the younger brother can only help in this way, but I am afraid that he will not have a good reputation in group performances in the future."

Inside the words, this is poking Fatty Wang to think about who is his own.

Fatty Wang listened, thought about it carefully, and patted Han Qiao on the shoulder: "I have good news for you. In a few days, there will be a big drama from Hong Kong and Taiwan coming to Hengdian to shoot. Gu Long's, bro." In the past few days, I will help you with activities and strive to give you a Zhongte."

In particular, it refers to group performances with lines and pictures, and multiple performances.

As the saying goes, there are small specials from time to time, but medium specials are rare.

To be able to get into Zhongte, whether it is image or lines, you have to pass the test.

Han Qiao was a little excited. The Gulong crew from Hong Kong and Taiwan should be Xiao Li Feidao. This drama is incredible. The famous martial arts director Yuan Heping directed it. Yuan Heping served as the martial arts director of "The Matrix" in 1998. He became famous in Hollywood and in China. The status is even more lofty.

Moreover, Xiao Li Feidao has Jiao Enjun, Xiao Qiang, and Wu Jing joining in, and it is obvious that the ratings have exploded.

Being able to fight for a Chinese character to brush his face in this drama is not considered Wang Zha, and he has four K levels.

"Brother Wang, you will be my real brother from now on." Han Qiao's eyes glowed, this is a noble person.

Fatty Wang said with a smile: "You should rest at home these few days and prepare well."

"No problem." Han Qiao was full of enthusiasm.

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Farewell to Fatty Wang, Han Qiao smelled the stench on his body, and gave up his plan to eat in Juxian Village.

Although there is income these few days, the expenses are also high. He will stay at home for a few days in the next few days. Han Qiao plans to buy some pots and pans and cook for himself.

Humming a song and walking to the door of the rental house, a few boys wandered around the door furtively.

Han Qiao thought for a while and shouted loudly, "Grandson, the police are here."

A few little thieves panicked and ran down the stairs on the other side.

Han Qiao glanced at the little thieves who disappeared on the street, and thought that Liu Mei was in trouble. These little thieves were obviously low-class gangsters, and they were sent to follow them.

Open the door, the living room is pitch black.

Han Qiao turned on the light and was startled. Liu Mei was sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed. She was still wearing pajamas and her hair was messy. She probably hadn't gone out for a day.

The whole person was in a daze, and when he heard Han Qiao coming in, he didn't lift his eyes.

Han Qiao drew the curtains and opened the windows to let the wind in.

Walking to the table, moved a small bench and sat down, looked at Liu Mei, and said with a smile: "Young Master Liu, are you out of action today?"

No response, Han Qiao was ready to be beaten.

Han Qiao sighed, pretty girls would be in trouble wherever they go, he just didn't expect it to be so serious, after all, he and Liu Meiman only knew each other for four days.

It's a big taboo to talk shallowly and deeply, Han Qiao sees that Mr. Liu doesn't respond.

I went back to the house by myself, after washing up, I checked the time, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

Now that he didn't have a mobile phone to play with, Han Qiao spread out the paper, and with a rustling sound, he finished two more chapters. The plot of the Long clan was about to go to Kassel College. Han Qiao nodded in satisfaction. Not to mention, the handwriting was pleasing to the eye.

Stretched comfortably, looked at the time, 10:30.

Han Qiao thought for a while, and opened the door. The living room was chilly, Mr. Liu hugged his legs, and did not change his posture.

Han Qiao didn't bother her either, put on his clothes and went out.

At 10:30, Hengdian faded away from the hustle and bustle of the day, and there was no feasting and feasting. This ordinary town was sleeping soundly in the night.

After buying some beer and snacks, Han Qiao sat across from Liu Mei again, opened two bottles of wine, Han Qiao took a sip, the cold wine flowed down his throat, making him cough.

The beer in Zhejiang is Qian beer, which tastes more astringent. Han Qiao drank a bottle, and his mind was dizzy.

Damn it, it was purely self-inflicted, Han Qiao tilted his head and fell asleep on the table.

This is actually his plan. The two don't have a deep friendship, so it's inappropriate to say anything, but when one is frustrated, it's inevitable that someone will accompany him. Wine is a good medicine for the soul. If you can't tell, just drink it.

Han Qiao sullenly got himself drunk and started snoring after a while.

Under the incandescent lamp, Liu Mei listened to Han Qiao's rhythmic breathing, and suddenly felt a little relaxed. She moved her stiff legs, poked her head and looked at Han Qiao.

Not only was this fellow sleeping soundly, but he was even drooling.

Liu Mei couldn't help laughing, but felt inappropriate after laughing, her heart tightened, and she glanced at Han Qiao cautiously.

Han Qiao was fast asleep.

Liu Mei breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the wine on the table, and drank it in small sips.

The dry and cold beer entered her throat, Liu Mei coughed and sighed, thinking that the beer was really not good.

Glancing at Han Qiao, Liu Mei pushed her with her hands: "Han Qiao, Han Qiao."

Han Qiao slept like a dead pig.

Liu Mei was in a better mood, she turned her face and didn't recognize anyone, and kicked Han Qiao, Han Qiao fell to the ground, still awake.

This is not an act, it is really too tired today, and Han Qiao can't drink.

Liu Mei gritted her teeth, complaining in her heart, who is in a bad mood?
After erecting Hanqiao, Liu Mei limped into Hanqiao's house.

Liu Mei threw Han Qiao on the bed, glanced at Han Qiao's room, and was a little surprised, it must have been tidy, thinking of her own room, she couldn't help feeling ashamed.

Then she saw the manuscript on the table.

Picking it up and looking at it, she was fascinated unexpectedly. After a long time, Liu Mei put down the manuscript, still feeling unfulfilled.

I am more curious about Han Qiao, how many secrets does this person have.

(End of this chapter)