China entertainment that year eighteen

Chapter 69 Your Combat Strength Is Not Good (Third)

Looking at Zhang Bozhi who appeared in front of him in cool attire, Lu Heng really wanted to say, "Are you going to use this to test the cadres?"

Taking out the prepared coat and putting it on her body, Lu Heng said with a smile:
"Is it cold? I told you a long time ago that the temperature in Beijing is much lower than in Xiangjiang."

Zhang Bozhi said stubbornly, "I think it's okay."

"Then why are you shaking?"

"I see you are excited, can't you?"

Even though she said that, she didn't take off her coat, even afraid that Lu Heng would continue, she grabbed his arm and ran out:

"Let's go!"

At this time, she was not yet 19 years old, young and lively, and she loved to laugh.

As for the others, Lu Heng didn't care too much, since he didn't get married anyway.

Besides, her first appointment on record is to talk to Chen Xiaodong next year.This representative is a song and a drama, the song is "Happier Than Me", and the TV series is "A Chinese Ghost Story" with Big S.

Zhang Bozhi, who came to the mainland for the first time, looked like a curious baby who had never seen the world, because it was too different from her cognition.

"It is said that the mainland is lagging behind, but I feel that it is much better than Daobei City in Baodao?"

The two stood on top of the CCTV tower, and Zhang Bozhi looked at the endless stream of neon lights below and the tall buildings everywhere, feeling a little unreal.

This is the best viewing platform in the capital now, with a height of more than 200 meters, you can see most of the capital.

Although the overall look and feel is quite different from the current Xiangjiang, the row upon row of high-rise buildings and the architectural frameworks that can be seen everywhere have shown vitality. At least...it is much more modern than the capital in Zhang Baizhi's impression.

Lu Heng thought for a while and said, "This is the role of media such as TV and movies. If you shoot a place that is dirty and messy, that's the impression that other people will form."

Sometimes it is quite contradictory. Many literary and artistic films are dimly lit and cool tones, which are not commensurate with the urban propaganda of modern development.

The pursuit of art on the one hand, and the need for positive publicity on the other hand, are naturally inevitable collisions.

Just like "17-year-old Bicycle", the shooting is still of a high standard, but it coincides with the key point of the Olympic bid, and it is considered to have shot a bunch of cramped and dilapidated small alleys, instead of showing the modern side of the capital, which will affect the image of the capital , so it was banned for two years.

But after the Olympic bid was successful, a few shots were reduced symbolically and released.

Zhang Bozhi tilted his head: "It seems to be the same."

Lu Heng smiled and said: "I used to watch your Xiangjiang movies, and I still felt very confused, especially Chen Xiaochun's "Young and Dangerous". I felt that I would not dare to go if I was killed in the future."

"Hahahaha!" Zhang Bozhi laughed without hesitation.

Lu Heng wore a mask and a hat, while Zhang Bozhi was not well-known in the mainland, so he naturally had no cover.

Her beauty made countless people around couldn't help but sneak a glance at her, and then looked at Lu Heng, full of envy and hatred.

"Actually, Xiangjiang was like this when I was a child. My dad used to be mixed in the society. It was very bad after all, but it is much better now." It seems that thinking of the unhappy things in the past, Zhang Bozhi's mood is slightly depressed.

Lu Heng patted her on the shoulder: "Go, I'll take you to drink something."

Zhang Bozhi grabbed Lu Heng's arm and left affectionately.

Seeing this scene, the hearts of many people around were broken, and they greeted Lu Heng for a long time in their hearts.

Taking Zhang Bozhi to the courtyard at night, she was shocked again!
"It's... so big?"

"Okay."

"You don't know, in Xiangjiang, fifty or sixty square meters is considered a big house, and eighty square meters can be called a mansion. You are almost like a villa."

Lu Heng smiled. He remembered that Cai Shaofen used to be proud of his [-]-square-meter mansion in variety shows, and [-]-square-meter mansion could be called a "thousand-foot mansion".

Where every inch of land is expensive, less land and more people can only make a huge difference in resources.

But 20 years later, the same is true in the capital. Some people live in a large flat floor with thousands of square meters, and when you open the window, you can see the big CCTV pants;There are also people who... live in small boxes like coffin boards, and they rent them out.

"How much does it cost for such a big yard?" Zhang Bozhi turned around from room to room curiously.

Although Lu Heng wanted to say that it was not a big deal, considering her feelings in Xiangjiang, he didn't explain much, and said casually:

"I bought it from an acquaintance, there is a favor, two or three million."

Zhang Bozhi's eyes widened: "So cheap?"

After she finished speaking, she quickly explained: "It's not that I think it's cheap. It's because compared with Xiangjiang, it costs tens of thousands per foot. This is the big diving in the past two years. The year before last was ridiculously expensive, and there are still more than 3 per foot."

Xiangjiang does not sell by the square meter, but by the square foot. One square meter is equivalent to 11 square feet.

"Indeed, according to your price, this place is indeed the price of cabbage." Lu Heng laughed.

Zhang Bozhi sighed: "But I can't even afford one-tenth of the price here."

So far, she has only shot a few commercials and two movies, but she hasn't saved much money.

"You are so beautiful, you will definitely be popular in the future."

Zhang Bozhi smiled and said, "Stop comforting me. There are so many beautiful people in Xiangjiang, how many of them are the last ones? This business is for youth, but I'm not greedy. I can buy a small house in the future."

"Look for Zhou Xingchi, won't he talk about supporting you?" Lu Heng suddenly thought of the "King of Comedy" they had released before.

"Him?" Zhang Bozhi twitched his lips: "It's a hell of a pick, and the salary is not as much as Brother Rong's."

Lu Heng didn't have much qualifications to comment on this, and he didn't discuss this topic again.

The two entered Lu Heng's living room. Lu Heng took out a can of beer and some snacks, and the two drank and ate while watching TV.

A few days ago, Li Xiaoran fed him half full, so he wasn't that hungry.

Slowly the red glow flies, a little bit drunk, everyone is drunk when the wine is not drunk, looking up at others adds charm.

Everything is so logical.

"Dangdang!"

Hitting the table, the sound of the bottle tilting on the table, Zhang Baizhi glanced at it and was about to continue, when he suddenly realized something, he turned his head to look again.

Seeing this, his eyes changed.

The bottles and jars on the table were obviously not used by Lu Heng.

"You still look for me if you have a girlfriend?" Zhang Bozhi said angrily.

Lu Heng wondered, "Didn't you come to find me?"

"Then you didn't refuse?"

"No, didn't you say to come and play, I can't tell you not to let you come and play?"

"But how did you get me here?"

Lu Heng: "..."

When a woman is unreasonable, it is difficult for gods to argue.

Finally, Zhang Bozhi angrily went to sleep in the wing room.

Lu Heng didn't care too much, anyway, I'm not hungry.

But not long after, there was a knock on the door, and Zhang Baizhi's weak voice: "I'm afraid..."

Lu Heng was a little speechless, so he got up and opened the door for her.

As soon as the door was opened, the warm fragrant wind rushed over.

The previous plot was repeated again, but there were no commercials in the middle, and after one episode was broadcast, another episode was broadcast until Xianghan wet his hair and remained motionless.

"You're not good at fighting, are you?"

"I, I want to sleep..."

(End of this chapter)