fringe artist

Chapter 166.

The autumn rain falls continuously on the bluestone ground, and the traces of rain are like smoke and mist, showing the lingering and gentleness of the south of the Yangtze River to the eyes of the world.

Chen Li'an stretched out his hand from the window to catch the raindrops, and the icy cold touch brought a hint of coolness.

It has been raining for four consecutive days, and the filming was forced to stop. The re-shooting, which could have ended in more than ten days, was forced to be extended.

The hands of the wall clock in the room jumped slightly, Chen Li'an turned his head to take a look, then went to the bathroom and knocked on the door lightly.

Gong Li took the pregnancy test paper early in the morning, went in for more than ten minutes and still hadn't come out.

"Are you okay, why are you still not well?" Chen Li'an asked concernedly while standing at the door.

Chen Li'an listened carefully. There was a faint sobbing sound in the bathroom, and he slammed on the door anxiously and asked, "What's the matter? Open the door!"

Gong Li in the bathroom looked at the test paper in her hand and her fingertips trembled a little. She gently stroked her stomach with her right hand, and two lines of tears rolled down her cold face. She also had a child.

It is worthwhile to take Chinese medicine for so long to regulate the body, and now I finally have my own child.

Chen Li'an outside the door slammed on the door, not knowing what happened to Gong Li inside, he was unavoidably anxious.

After hearing Chen Li'an's voice, Gong Li immediately wiped away her tears and shouted with a smile: "I'm fine!"

After hearing Gong Li's voice, Chen Li'an breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he was fine, but he still knocked on the door and shouted: "Open the door, what happened, I heard you crying."

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The door was pulled open, and Gong Li hugged Chen Li'an with tears on her face and said, "I have it, I have it, I thought I would never have a child of my own in this life."

"You scared me to death. I thought something happened." Chen Li'an hugged Gong Li and gently stroked the back of her head. Then he suddenly realized that he let go of Gong Li and asked, "What did you say? What did you say?" Already?!"

Looking at Chen Li'an's expression of excitement or bewilderment, Gong Li raised her hand and put the test paper in front of Chen Li'an, and said happily: "Really! Look at the two bars! I really have it!"

Chen Li'an looked at the two red lines on the test paper, feeling mixed feelings in his heart, reached out to take the test paper from Gong Li's hand, looked at the red line representing the birth of a new life, and felt a little dazed for a moment.

After all, this world is not a game, and I have my own continuation here.

On the small balcony of the suite, Chen Li'an looked at the continuous autumn rain, holding a crumpled cigarette in his hand but did not light it.

Up to now, he still hasn't recovered a little bit, feeling that the world has suddenly changed drastically.

If Gong Li's reaction was not normal, Chen Li'an probably regretted it.

Chen Li'an turned his head to look at the happy Gong Li in the room, and couldn't help but sigh. Gong Li was several years older than him, which was why he felt soft-hearted at the time.

It doesn't matter if I'm young, and I don't need children as a guarantee and continuation of life, but that doesn't mean Gong Li doesn't need it.

It's just that Chen Li'an is a little incapable of thinking about how to go in the future. He has never been a father in his previous life, only a foster father and a godfather.

Now that this happened suddenly, Chen Li'an was really at a loss.

In the room, Gong Li held the test paper and looked at it for a long time, and finally put it away solemnly, then turned her head to look at Chen Li'an's back, the smile on her face faded a little.

She could understand Chen Li'an's current mood, and knew what he was afraid of, but she never thought about holding Chen Li'an responsible by this. Even if such a person compromised and got married for a while, he would run away in the future.

It's not as happy as being alone, and now there is a child who will accompany me.

Gong Li took the initiative to walk to the small balcony, stood behind Chen Li'an and said calmly: "Don't think so much, this is my child, and I won't ask you anything."

Chen Li'an glanced sideways at Gong Li, pursed his lips and didn't know how to answer.

At this time, maybe he should be a man and say that I will be responsible, but Chen Li'an knows that it is a lie, and Gong Li knows it too.

Looking at Chen Li'an's young face, Gong Li realized that the man in front of him was only 21 years old, and his actual age was only 22 years old.On weekdays, Chen Li'an's free-spiritedness and maturity made Gong Li ignore his age.

Suddenly having a child at such an age would definitely cause panic.

Gong Li was silent for a while, then held Chen Li'an's hand and said softly, "After the movie is finished, I'm going to Singapore to recuperate for a while, and I'll call you if there's anything I need."

"En." Chen Li'an hummed softly, understanding what she meant.

Gong Li chuckled at this moment, pulled Chen Li'an's shoulder to face him and asked, "You don't blame me, you seem to treat you as a tool."

"No." Chen Li'an gave Gong Li a hug, and then said with a smile, "It's just that it's hard to get used to it for a while."

Gong Li pretended to be cool and patted Chen Li'an on the shoulder and said, "Then don't think too much about it, you can continue to be your Chen Li'an, I won't force you."

Hearing this, Chen Li'an threw out the crumpled cigarette in his hand, looked at Gong Li and said, "You're hungry, I'll get you breakfast."

"it is good."

Standing on the balcony, Gong Li looked at Chen Li'an's back as he went out, and couldn't help touching her smooth belly.

A new milestone has been unlocked in life, and Chen Li'an seems to be more stable than before. After the rain stopped, the filming was also very attentive, and he patiently completed all the various requirements of Cheng Dao.

In the next two days, Director Cheng also accelerated the shooting speed. Everyone was not idle, and there was no way to accompany him to make up the filming, even if he was a great director.

At this time, Chen Li'an had no more scenes to make up, and he didn't continue to stay on the set. The poster that he promised Director Cheng hadn't been painted yet.

Chen Li'an, the painting material shop in the ancient town, has been here several times before, and he bought a bunch of things with ease and went back to the hotel.

At the entrance of the hotel, Chen Li'an, who was holding a pile of painting materials, happened to meet He Saifei, who also had no part in the show and was about to leave.

"Sister Fei, are you going back?" Chen Li'an looked at He Saifei who was carrying a suitcase and took the initiative to greet her, and helped her put the suitcase in the trunk of the crew's car.

He Saifei thanked her, and then said with a smile: "I didn't have many roles in the first place, so I went back early after filming, and it's not convenient now."

Chen Li'an nodded and said with a smile: "You really need to be careful this month, isn't your husband here to pick you up?"

"It hasn't reached the point where someone needs to pick it up." He Saifei smiled, then looked at the pile of paint in Chen Li'an's hand and asked, "Are you going to create?"

"Yes, I promised to draw a poster for Cheng Dao before." Chen Li'an said with a smile.

He Saifei glanced at the paints in the bottle, and said with some emotion: "It's better for you to paint. A painting can sell for a lot of money, unlike our opera singers, who can't even guarantee food and clothing."

What He Saifei said is really not casual. She has been married for ten years, and the reason why she only had a child this year is that she has never had a house. The unit only allocated a room for her in the past two years. Only then can she and her lover have the confidence to have a baby. child.

On weekdays, He Saifei can occasionally take on some movie roles, but it can only subsidize the family, far from being rich.

After He Saifei finished speaking, she looked at the silent Chen Li'an, laughed at herself and said, "Hey, why am I telling you this, thank you for helping me carry the box, I'm going first, see you next time. "

Chen Li'an nodded, and watched He Saifei get in the car and leave until the car disappeared from sight. He suddenly remembered what Curator Yang had said to him before.

"Art is a language, but it is about to become extinct in China. No matter how well you do it, there are two mountains weighing on it."

Is this mountain of traditional art also so difficult?
Famous Yue opera actors like He Saifei live in such a difficult situation, so how can traditional art develop.

But since there is no support, why use this traditional art to restrict modern art?

Thinking of Curator Yang's hesitant expression that night, Chen Li'an seemed to suddenly understand something.

That's not a mountain, but the overturning seal that suppresses dissatisfaction. When you see something that doesn't please your eyes, you just smash it down, and then ask, why don't you do something that is so good in traditional art? You insist on doing these messy things !
When you engage in traditional art, you find that you are only engaged in politics and propaganda, art has nothing to do with it, and you are only paid a very low salary, and you are not given the corresponding status and respect.

Chen Li'an suddenly thought of a show he had watched in his previous life. He Saifei cursed angrily, as if he had endured it for decades.

The banned artist village of Yuanmingyuan and the gathering places of performance artists in the East Village, artists who have traveled abroad, and popism and playism prevailing in the domestic art world.

At this moment, Chen Li'an thought a lot, and felt that many of his previous thoughts might be too naive.

Cheng Shufen is confident that she came to interview with her after she refused. It is true that Xiangjiang does not have much art, but it may be suitable for Chen Lian, an artist who is unwilling to go abroad.

Chen Li'an glanced at the painting materials in his hand, finally heaved a helpless sigh, turned around and went upstairs.

In the evening, when Gong Li returned to the hotel, she didn't see Chen Li'an in her room, so she went to Chen Li'an's room, opened the door and went in and saw that he was painting, so she didn't disturb him.

Gong Li walked behind Chen Li'an and looked at his vertical canvas filled with gray and blue tones and a woman in a white dress with big red embroidered shoes on her feet.

The woman's expression was very calm, standing quietly in the ancient house deliberately distorted and anthropomorphized by Chen Li'an, as if surrounded by a group of invisible monsters.

Gong Li looked at the coffin with half of the corner exposed behind the woman, and the pair of dazzling red embroidered shoes, and inexplicably felt a suppressed anger and cry.

The paintbrush in Chen Li'an's hand paused, looked up at Gong Li, then put down the paintbrush and asked, "Are you hungry, do you want me to order you some supper?"

"Not hungry." Gong Li shook her head slightly, looked at the painting and asked, "Why do you feel angry?"

Chen Li'an dropped the paintbrush in his hand, stood up and looked at Gong Li and asked, "Didn't you feel angry when you played Linglong?"

Gong Li thought for a while, and understood what Chen Li'an meant. Although Linglong was caught in a love-hate entanglement in the movie, all the things she did were out of line in the society at that time. What was not understood by others was subconscious. struggle.

But thinking about what Chen Li'an complained about Director Cheng before, Gong Li couldn't help laughing and said, "Now you also think Director Cheng is making a feminist movie?"

"I didn't deny Director Cheng's creative thinking, I just thought he didn't make it." Chen Li'an looked at Gong Li who was deliberately teasing him, and skipped the subject and asked, "Did the filming go well today? When will the filming be finished?"

Gong Li rubbed her arms a little tiredly and said, "The filming is over. Director Cheng will check it again tonight. If there are no accidents, it will be over tomorrow. There is a scene today. I ran back and forth several times with my book in my arms. Next time, you will rub it for me later."

Chen Li'an took Gong Li's arm and rubbed it gently, before asking, "When are you going to Singapore?"

"I'll go next week. I've already contacted my friends over there, and I have a dedicated nanny and doctor."

"Let me take you there, I haven't been to Singapore yet."

"No, I'm afraid I won't let you go."

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(Chapter 2, I wrote it after a nap, and now I am sleepy again, I have to go to sleep, the number of words agreed will not be short, don’t worry.)
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