Veteran never die

Chapter 24

0023 Old Zhao's House (recommendation ticket requested)

In the end, Zhou Tian licked his face and asked for Wang Liang's phone number, and gave him a very exquisite business card, and said: "Old man, I think you have a very artistic atmosphere, are you interested in performance? My I just received several new plays, why don't you try them out?"

Wang Liang glanced at Zhou Tian's business card, good guy, he has a big background, 'Executive President, Vice Chairman and General Manager of Friendship Brothers Media Group'.

Wang Liang of Friendship Brothers Media Group has heard about it before. It is a well-known comprehensive private entertainment group. achieved considerable results.

There are countless popular artists under its contract. All in all, the company's star-making ability is still very strong.

"Okay, I didn't see it, you kid has a big background, I should call you Chairman Zhou." Wang Liang joked.

"Oh, grandpa, don't hurt me. I'm just a primary school student in front of you, what? Are you interested in the film and television industry? I have several books on the theme of the Anti-Japanese War." Zhou Tian bowed, and he respected Wang Liang. Not pretending, but from the heart.

He used to be a soldier, and he has a special affection for the army, and he admires the seniors who have fought in the war.

"I'm a little interested. It's okay to be idle at home after retirement. How about it, I'll go over and have a look some other day." Wang Liang was really moved. He has been writing his autobiography "A Generation of Warlords" at home recently. If he can adapt It's really great to make a script into a TV series.

Not long ago, the TV series "Young Marshal" starring Li Xuejian, Wen Wen, and Song Jia was a smash hit. Wang Liang naturally watched it. It is considered a very good military-themed TV series in recent years.

Whether it is from the script to the actors to the props and the camera, they are all top-notch. At least Wang Liang, who really came from that era, feels real and can resonate.

Of course, film and television works are film and television works after all, and some artistic elements must always be added.

"Okay, then we've made a deal, you must go to me, I'll wait for you! Then you can choose all the characters in all the books." Zhou Tiansheng was afraid that Wang Liang would go back on his word, and emphasized again and again.

"Well, then I can't make the company whole for you. I'll just play a trick first. Businessmen can't be like you. Let's pay for what you want. I accept your wishes, and you still have to follow the rules." Wang Liang couldn't laugh or cry. Although he often acted with the enemy during the war, it was not stage experience after all. In terms of film and television, he was definitely a newcomer, so let's start from scratch.

"Cheng Chengcheng, grandpa, we can do whatever you want." Zhou Tian nodded repeatedly, there was nothing wrong with it.

Wang Liang waved goodbye, and did not forget to add: "By the way, don't call me grandpa anymore, call me old."

Zhou Tian was taken aback, "Then what's my name? How about I call you uncle!"

Wang Liang almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

Wang Liang didn't plan to go home at noon, and went directly to the outskirts of the city to find his old gay friend Zhao Gang, who made an appointment by phone last night.

Wang Liang and Zhao Gang have known each other for nearly 80 years. They were always partners during the War of Resistance Against Japan. Wang Liang was a military chief and Zhao Gang was a political commissar.

I pinched my fingers and counted that I hadn't seen each other for more than two months, and I was very worried. I had to go to Lao Zhao's house to sweep around.

After starting the car and leaving the school gate, Wang Liang went straight to the outskirts of the city.

Yes, after retirement, Lao Zhao paid great attention to health preservation. He said that the pace of life in the city was too fast and the air was terrible, so he simply moved to the suburbs.

He bought a simple small villa and set up a vegetable garden in front of his house.

Plant spinach, leeks, eggplants, cucumbers and other vegetables in spring and summer, and set up a greenhouse to grow cabbage and tomatoes in winter.Self-sufficient and full of happiness.

Not to mention, the place Lao Zhao chose is really good. There are no factories around, and the natural villages are almost demolished, and there is no pollution.There are many forests, parks and artificial lakes, so the air in all seasons is very fresh, much cleaner than in the city.

From a long distance, Wang Liang saw that Zhao Gang was very busy tidying up his vegetable garden with his buttocks pouted.

"Damn old Zhao, I miss you so much!" Anyway, there was so much space, Wang Liang jumped out of the car as soon as he stopped, and rushed towards Zhao Gang.

Zhao Gang didn't even need to think that it must be Wang Liang, and no one else would have the guts to say hello to him like that. When he turned his head and saw Wang Liang still had that 'young' face, he muttered to himself indignantly: "Damn, this Why doesn't Wang Baduzi look old at all? What a monster!"

Putting down the tools at hand, taking off the cotton gauze gloves, and dusting off the dust on his body, Zhao Gang gave Wang Liang a big hug.

Since the day they met 77 years ago, the two have often quarreled and disagreed because of their different ideas, but no matter how fiercely they fight, they are good brothers, and they are 'best buddies' in fashionable terms.

Both of them know in their hearts that they are already at this age, and the car has been driving for nearly a hundred years, and it is almost at the end. There is less time to see each other, and less time to hug each time, so they cherish the time together even more.

"Where's your Teacher Su? Why didn't you come with you?" Zhao Gang looked left and right and couldn't find Su Xiao, so he couldn't help asking.

"Don't mention it, I was hired back by the school and went back to teach doctoral students. I can't leave, or can I not come?" Wang Liang waved his hand and said depressingly.

"That's right, Mr. Su is a whole round younger than you, and still young, you're old enough to eat young grass." Zhao Gang laughed.

"Damn, it sounds like you're not the same. Where's Teacher Feng? I miss her too!" Wang Liang rolled his eyes at Zhao Gang, Feng Nan was not much younger than Zhao Gang.

"In the room, Mr. Feng is not as hardworking as Su Xiao in your family. He is sitting by the fireplace sipping coffee and reading a book while listening to Mozart's piano concerto. Let's go into the room and talk." Zhao Gang dragged Wang Liang into the room.

Wang Liang couldn't help complaining: "This is a petty bourgeois sentiment. I thought that Teacher Feng was preparing a rich meal of love for me in the kitchen. This feeling is good. Wouldn't it be to drink the northwest wind if you invited me here today, sir? Zhao. Or are you brothers for life?"

"Who said there is no big meal? Old Wang, I have prepared a rich lunch for you." Feng Nan went downstairs with a smile, happy in life, and looked very good.

"Luncheon? Not to mention, I'm really hungry, let's have dinner soon." Wang Liang couldn't help but gear up. In the morning, he was fighting with the Confucian scholars, and his physical strength was quite exhausted, and his stomach was already rumbling.

"Okay! Old Zhao, go open the wine." Feng Nan smiled mysteriously and ran to the kitchen to get busy.

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