My Hong Kong Island Filmmaker

Chapter 61 I am your passerby, you are very happy

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At 02:00 in the morning, Victoria Harbour, the seawall is chained.

Long-sleeved flared brown thin linen shirt, high-waisted fishtail long skirt with hip wraps, half-length hair blowing gently in the breeze.He folded his arms in front of his chest, leaned over the railing, quietly watching Victoria's bright light.

The Star Ferry, which glowed with lights on the sea, whistled and left a stream of blisters.The stars are bright, the lights are bright, the sea water is black, and the small wheels are embellished.

Yiren leaned on her side, her hair brushed on her face, covering her eyes playfully. The whole scene looked like a Van Gogh oil painting.There is a unique mysterious beauty in Hanhan.

Just as Chen Danqing said: What he fascinated me most was his stupidity.

"Crack-"

Relying on a taxi, Wu Xiaozu, with a cigarette in his mouth, raised his camera with one hand to capture this landscape oil painting.

The shutter sound disturbed the painting, and the painting was chaotic all of a sudden.Yiren frowned slightly and turned around. Not far away, his driver was smoking a cigarette, and in front of him was a red taxi and a boring man with a boring camera in his hand.

Lin Qingxia held her jade arm and looked at the seascape from afar, her mind was empty.Let the wind blow, indulge in the sentimentality created by his own youthful illness.

A white light flashed behind her, and a shutter sound brought her back to her senses.

Aware of his gaffe, Wu Xiaozu lowered the camera and smiled apologetically.

Eyes met, Qi Qi was startled.

A person's eyes were surprised, and the accident turned dull again.

A person's eyes were surprised, and the surprise turned into a guilty conscience.

On the seawall at 2 a.m., men and women on two lines face each other in front of Victoria Harbour.

The corner of Lin Qingxia's mouth twitched, her signature smile hung on her face, heroic and charming.Nodding at the man, he turned and left cleanly, without any dust.

Wu Xiaozu nodded and nodded his chin, and followed the other person into the car with his eyes, and then took it back.

He came here because he was surveying the scene tomorrow, and temporarily went to Liang Gahui's house to pick up a camera.

This camera is the one that Lin Guoyun used in the film "The Butcher in the Rain".After the filming, Liang Gahui kept it as a collection.

After taking the camera, he kindly helped Liang Gahui lock the remaining film in the camera in the drawer, and then replaced it with a new film and drove by.But I was surprised to see Lin Meiren sticking out here to watch the scenery at this time—

Think, laugh at yourself.

The car was not turned off, and Zhang Xueyou's "Bend of the Moon" floated on the radio. At midnight, a quiet song floated in the night sky.

"The moon is half curved, leaning on the late night, the evening wind is light;
A pretty face, showing a little bit of drunkenness;
The night is drunk, the night is drunk;

Let it be quiet till dawn.

I remember being with you, my heart is flying high, I will beat fast and say I really need you, let me see you, let me appreciate you, and be by your side.

Tonight, let me lean on your arm, revealing that I love to speak from the bottom of my heart, nurturing beautiful and warm love, and dreaming of you..."

Wu Xiaozu's eyes were on the flickering frequency of the radio, and the voice to be continued seemed very funny.

But it didn't affect him lying on the front hood and looking up at the sky.

"brake--"

When Pingzhi returned, Lin Qingxia ran out of the car.

After she left, she discovered that her mobile phone had been forgotten on the chain of the stone pier on the seawall, and hurriedly drove the driver back.

She ran to the place where she had just stood, and the black mobile phone stood alone, which made her breathe a sigh of relief.

He couldn't help but turn his head, just in time to see Wu Xiaozu laying on the car hood with his hands on his head and looking at him sideways.This made her face red, just now she really thought that the phone would not be found.

Obviously, this little man also saw through her mind.

Thinking of this, she smiled slightly and walked towards Wu Xiaozu.

Taking this step, both of them were surprised.

"Hello……"

Lin Qingxia looked at him lightly, "I'm sorry that the mobile phone is here just now." She didn't say why I was sorry, I guess he could understand.

"I also bothered you to watch the night scene just now, it's even." Wu Xiaozu patted the camera, "Of course, if you have to delete it..." The camera was handed to Lin Qingxia with a frank look, "You can take the film... …”

She took the camera, smiled playfully, raised the camera in her hand, and took a picture of Wu Xiaozu who was lying on the top cover of the camera.

The incandescent light was very dazzling, and Wu Xiaozu was very surprised.

"This time it's called even."

Lin Qingxia shook the camera in her hand and smiled, a crow's feet appeared at the corner of her eyes, "If you don't mind, take a photo and send it to me, I haven't taken a picture for a long time."

"You big star said that you haven't taken pictures for a long time...?" Wu Xiaozu couldn't help but smile.

"They are taking pictures of the big star Lin Qingxia, not the normal person Lin Qingxia." Lin Meiren smiled softly, and there was a hint of sadness in her words.

Does this make a difference?
Originally, Wu Xiaozu wanted to make fun of him, but he didn't spit it out.

A photo of her in a bikini on Lantau Island in the salty and wet newspaper "Winning News" can't help but pop into my mind.Is that a big star or Lin Qingxia?Thinking of the beautiful figure who just looked at the sea with her beautiful buttocks, who is that?
Looking at Lin Damei's humanistic and artistic fan, Wu Xiaozu was inexplicably restless.

Whether Lin Damei is the emotion born from the rough road of love or the fluctuation caused by the obstruction of her career, Wu Xiaozu does not know.

However, Wu Xiaozu also recently realized that Lin Meiren's title of "The Head of the Jade Girl" will definitely not be preserved, and generally speaking, her career has been affected to some extent.This period is the bottleneck period of the business.

That's all, the photos are all written by him.Everything between the lines is the crimson black material of Lin Damei.

He turned her from the European emperor to a non-chief... He didn't want to take the credit.

I don't know how much time passed, Lin Qingxia calmed down and smiled, "I made you laugh."

"In life, it's not like laughing at others sometimes, and sometimes laughing at others."

Wu Xiaozu also retorted literary and artistically, and then smiled vulgarly, "If you think about being more comfortable, don't live in the words of others. Don't care about the disturbance and gossip of the outside world. People still have to move forward when they are alive. —"

Wu Xiaozu brand chicken soup, served hot on time.

Lin Qingxia smiled, staring at him, making him feel hairy.

Sure enough, 30-year-old mature girls are not as coaxing as 19- and 20-year-old girls.The chicken soup for the soul is a level A, and the opponent is directly immune.Skills are required!
"Have you seen my bikini photo?" Lin Qingxia stared at him firmly.

"..."

Wu Xiaozu stared at Lin Qingxia, but found that she smiled playfully.

Seen?

have not seen?
I have seen more than one!I will also open a special session for you, very hi!
"Ahem..." Wu Xiaozu coughed softly, pretending to be calm.

"That photo was taken by me on a deserted beach on Lantau Island. He took it." Lin Qingxia smiled slightly, not caring about Wu Xiaozu's ambiguity, or her answer.

The wind blew over, her hair was messy, disturbing her eyes, and her eyes flickered especially crystal clear.

"Qin Han?"

As soon as the words came out, Wu Xiaozu felt a little abrupt.

Two people don't count as friends, but they are considered "chat friends".But at just the right time, they just started a topic that they were not disgusted with, and then they chatted a few words with each other based on the scenery.

But when I asked this question, it seemed a bit abrupt and beautiful...cough, let's talk deeply.

Lin Qingxia didn't answer.

No answer is the best answer.

The two fell silent.

Wu Xiaozu didn't know whether it was out of guilt, or out of a man's pity for beauties, or simply because he wanted to talk to someone.

In short, it is very saucy and full of a literary tone.

"Some people and things walk through your world barefoot, with smiles on their faces, neither short nor long. But they are enough to make you experience happiness and pain. All you have to do is to retain that memory and taste it. Because, compared to the splendor of your life, he is just a passerby walking through the rainy lane with the sound of hooves..."

These words, with the music of "Ban Moon", harmoniously create a very warm atmosphere.

Maybe we always make some weird sighs about inexplicable people and things, and then attribute it to growth.

"My dada's hooves are a beautiful mistake,
I am not a returnee,
a passerby..."

Lin Qingxia murmured, tilted her head, her crystal clear eyes regained her heroic splendor, her smile did not have such a signature, but she seemed very friendly.

"I don't like the "Rainy Night Butcher" you filmed, and I don't like the "Advanced Animals" either. But I like your words very much." Lin Qingxia said.

"It's just what I read in the book." Wu Xiaozu smiled.

"A book like that?"

Lin Qingxia's slender hand waved gently, through the windshield, the bright and bright "Dragon Tiger Leopard" on the passenger seat was very conspicuous.

"..."

Wu Xiaozu wanted to explain, but saw Lin Qingxia looking at herself with a smile instead of a smile.This is not explained clearly.No need to explain.

"For the sake of your reading, next time we meet, I'll invite you to drink coffee." Lin Qingxia left a polite message, sat down and left again.

Looking at Lin Qingxia's plump and slender waist, she has both a woman's grace and a girlish look.Light mature women also seem to have a good taste.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly shook his head. In 1986, Wen Qing Lin Qingxia couldn't afford to provoke him.

In the 70s, she was the heroine written by Qiong Yao.

In the early 80s she became a new wave of independent women.

In the mid-to-late 80s, she became a literary light mature woman again.

The 90's...like that song, it was incredibly happy.

At this time, Wu Xiaozu felt that he would go crazy by provoking literary and artistic mature women.

Lin Qingxia suddenly smiled in the back seat of the car.She doesn't know, she doesn't know.

She regarded him as a stranger chatter.

If she knew, she classified him as a palpable friend, and he wanted to fuck her.I wonder how Lin Damei will feel?

Wu Xiaozu shrugged, waved his buttocks in his head, and drove away.

When I was driving, my mind was still full of those beautiful shadows poking out at the seascape.

This is a little embarrassing...

Just blame her for being so good at pouting!

Then Wu Xiaozu found out that he was real!
He really understands what it means now: the butt decides the head!

So accurate!

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