fringe artist

Chapter 294. 292. This bowl of rice is so salty

As soon as the early morning sun rose, Chen Li'an woke up, sat up in a daze and stared blankly for a while before remembering that he didn't need to go to the set today.

But he couldn't fall asleep either, so he turned over and got out of bed to wash up and then went out.

Today, without a driver or an assistant, Chen Li'an still felt a little at ease. He wandered around all morning by himself, and went down to see the child at Chen Meiren's place.

In the evening, before Chen Meiren got off work, Chen Li'an ran away early again, as if Chen Meiren was a terrible early stage.

It's a pity that the eldest daughter was taken to Xiangjiang by Gong Li. Although Chen Li'an thought to himself, he couldn't see it.

It seems that everyone knows that Chen Li'an is filming these days. Even if Chen Li'an is off today, no one calls him. There are a lot of work calls, but Liu Tao is helping him.

Chen Li'an hid for a while, went to a famous bar to drink at night, and met a few rock singers and chatted for a while, but the scene after these rock singers got drunk was a bit unacceptable.

Hooking up girls is considered good, and Chen Li'an also saw them smoking a strange-tasting cigarette and taking a small blue pill while drinking, and even tricked girls into giving it a try.

Chen Li'an silently blocked the girls, stuffed the things back, turned around and left the bar to report them.

Sitting on a stone pier not far from the bar, Chen Lian sighed helplessly as he watched the police cars with flashing lights go in and take everyone away.

The script of the movie was still written conservatively, Chen Li'an was thinking about whether to add such a paragraph to the script to rectify these messy things.

Chen Li'an thought for a while and took out his phone to call Huo Jianqi. It was already past ten o'clock in the evening, and Huo Jianqi was still watching the material at Beijing Film Studio, and he was still puzzled when he received Chen Li'an's call.

"Hey, why are you calling me like that?" Huo Jianqi asked curiously, his tone full of exhaustion.

Sitting on the stone pier, Chen Li'an looked at the flickering siren and said, "Let's add a scene to the script. I came out today and encountered a very interesting thing."

"what's up?"

"Send in some drug addicts."

Chen Li'an took the phone and talked to Huo Jianqi about what happened tonight, but he felt that it was not good to add it in. Although the movie told the story of a singer, it was essentially about those who came to the capital to make a living. You are young, and your career doesn't matter at all.

After listening to Chen Li'an's words, Huo Jianqi pondered for a while and said: "We have considered this issue at the beginning, but this phenomenon is not suitable for our current theme, and it will have a very strong color of prejudice."

"Most people are inherently prejudiced against marginalized people in society. If this plot is added, the impact will be bad."

Looking at the police car that had already left, Chen Li'an also agreed with Huo Jianqi's statement that he really couldn't be killed with a single stick, after all, many people were still good.

After chatting with Huo Jianqi for a few more words, Chen Li'an hung up the phone and went home.

It has been more than half a month since the movie was filmed, and more than half of the filming progress has passed. Chen Li'an and Huo Jianqi's cooperation is still very good, and they hardly delay too long on a shot.

After all, Huo Jianqi has been preparing for more than half a year, and he knows what he wants to shoot. Not all directors are like Wang Jiawei.

Today's shooting task is relatively heavy. Chen Li'an kept silent from getting up in the morning to the set, keeping himself in a tense state and immersing himself in the emotions of the characters.

Huo Jianqi also knew about Chen Li'an's acting habits, and he didn't bother him after seeing it. Xu Qing even wanted to come over to chat with Chen Li'an, but Huo Jianqi stopped him.

"Don't disturb him." Huo Jianqi looked at Xu Qing and said, "Li'an is different from ordinary actors, he doesn't like others to disturb him when he is in a state."

Xu Qing took a pityful look at Chen Li'an who was sitting in the corner smoking a cigarette. His aura attracted her very much today, and she wanted to go over and talk to him.

"Okay, all departments get ready!" Huo Jianqi clapped his hands and shouted after stopping Xu Qing.

Chen Li'an looked away after taking a look, rubbed his belly that hadn't eaten for two meals, and stood up to take pictures.

In front of the bar in the bar, the bar owner gave a symbolic applause after hearing Chen Li'an sing, and waited for him to come over before saying, "You can sing well, and the guitar is also good, but do you know how to drink?"

Chen Li'an nodded, not understanding what he meant.

The boss smiled and said, "I'm not short of singers here, but I'm short of a handsome waiter like you. Drinking, drinking and chatting, I'm sure I'll earn more than you singing."

Chen Li'an frowned and picked up the guitar and was about to leave. The boss immediately stopped him and said, "It's okay if you don't want to. Do you want to sell this guitar?"

"Not for sale!" Chen Li'an left without looking back.

The street under the sun was filled with a tempting aroma of food. Chen Li'an, who had just come out of the bar, stood in the sun and squinted his eyes, feeling that the sun was glaring as if he was going to melt himself.

It was clearly the warm sun of early spring, but Chen Li'an felt that the sun shone on him as if it would burn his skin, and he took back the steps that had stepped out of the shadows.

On the street outside the bar, a man wearing glasses and an ill-fitting suit, with a sign with a photo on his chest, holding a flyer in his hand, stopped passers-by to sell in the sun.

"Sir, do you want to buy a house? The newly built community on the edge of the third ring road is a standard commercial house with three bedrooms and one living room, which are transparent from the north to the south."

"Look, this house is really nice. I have photos here."

"Sister, do you want to see the house? Our house is very nice, especially suitable for someone with temperament like you."

"Sir, you look really temperamental. You look like a successful person. Would you like to consider improving your housing environment?"

The salesman wearing a suit was rejected again and again, and he was rejected again and again. Running back and forth made his forehead sweat. Occasionally someone stopped, but after asking a few words, he turned and left.

Chen Li'an hid in the shadows and looked at that man, watching him running back and forth, watching him say all kinds of flattering words, he couldn't help feeling an inexplicable disgust in his heart.

He didn't know who he hated, but he didn't want to see this scene again, so he turned around and walked aimlessly against the shadow by the wall, his cautious steps were as funny as possible, like a cowardly person who dared not face To realistic clowns.

He just walked two steps and looked back, with a hint of shaken and envious in his eyes.

Chen Li'an took a look and then looked away, put the guitar on his shoulders back on his back, and continued walking along the shadow under the eaves of the shop.

The aroma of beef noodles in the air kept coming, and Chen Li'an's footsteps were blocked by the steaming pot at the entrance of the noodle shop.

The heat of the noodle soup kept rising, and the spicy and spicy smell entered Chen Li'an's nose along the pot gas. Chen Li'an lowered his head and took out the only money he had from his pocket, and then looked up at the beef noodles that the boss had just made. , with red oil floating on it and a few thin slices of beef.

It's just that the warm banknotes didn't fall into the boss's money box. Chen Li'an looked at the soup pot and was about to go around, when a figure suddenly appeared beside him.

"Brother, what a coincidence, come to eat, let's go, I'll treat you." The salesman in a bulky suit with a leaflet and a sign in his hand pulled Chen Li'an into the noodle shop.

Chen Li'an was a little dazed by the sudden appearance, but the salesman didn't give a shit, he dragged Chen Li'an into the noodle shop.

"Boss, for two bowls of beef noodles, add some more noodles. You won't be full after one bowl every time."

The boss glanced at him and responded perfunctorily, then lowered his head and continued ramen.

The salesman pushed Chen Li'an into the noodle shop, and after he sat down, he said, "I really like your singing. I went to the bar to listen to your song Norwegian Forest a few days ago."

The feeling in Chen Li'an's heart was very strange, and he couldn't sit still, but the salesman enthusiastically pulled out his chopsticks and put them in front of Chen Li'an, and pushed a few cloves of garlic over and said, "If you eat noodles without garlic, the flavor will be reduced by half."

The salesman said something with a smile, and seeing Chen Li'an still carrying the guitar, he asked curiously, "Are you rushing to the show? Are you going to sing tonight?"

Chen Li'an was silent and didn't know how to face such enthusiasm. The salesman laughed and didn't care about peeling the garlic and urging the boss to hurry up. He was about to starve to death.

Soon the boss brought two bowls of noodles in front of them. The ramen decorated with red oil and beef slices looked attractive, and the aroma that kept getting into his nose made Chen Li'an feel his stomach wriggling.

The sales man on the opposite side had already picked up the chopsticks and picked up the noodles, blowing hot air. Chen Li'an hesitated for a moment and picked up the chopsticks, holding a thin slice of beef.

After the sales man took a big mouthful of noodles, he looked at Chen Li'an who had just put the meat into his mouth and joked with a smile: "I like to eat the meat last, when I was a child, my mother always said that I picked and searched. "

"However, when I heard you sing that day, I was generous. I gave away the 50 yuan flower basket without blinking. I really like your song, and I feel like I'm singing myself."

Chen Li'an chewed the beef numbly, he couldn't feel any taste in his mouth, and he couldn't hear what the salesman said later.

"In fact, you should sing a few more songs. If you can't always sing one song, you can try it next time."

The salesman was still enthusiastically giving advice to Chen Li'an, but when he looked up, he found that Chen Li'an had left at some point.

There was only one piece of beef missing from the bowl of noodles, and there were still a few crumpled banknotes on the table, no more, no less, exactly 55.

The salesman was stunned for a moment, the chopsticks in his hand were still picking up the noodles, but he couldn't help but sighed.

Behind the monitor outside the noodle shop, Xu Qing asked curiously: "Where did you find this actor, he played well."

Huo Jian yelled "Ka" at first, then turned to Xu Qing and said, "Li'an's classmate is Fu Dalong."

Xu Qing nodded her head and said: "The acting is really good, but she is a bit short."

"Haha, don't say that in front of people." Huo Jianqi laughed, looked at Chen Li'an who had come over, and stood up and asked, "How is it? Do you want to rest for a while?"

Chen Li'an shook his head and said, "No, let's continue."

Huo Jian nodded, and immediately greeted the staff to prepare for the transition. Fu Dalong in the noodle shop looked at the unfinished two sides, feeling a little pity, and took a big gulp before running out.

Fu Dalong ran up to Chen Li'an and gave a thumbs up and said, "Your acting is really good!"

"You're good at acting." Chen Li'an looked at the oily corners of his mouth and pointed at him before saying: "There will be a show later, so I won't care about you. I will treat you to dinner later."

"Hey, didn't you invite me just now?" Fu Dalong smiled, patted Chen Li'an on the shoulder and said, "Don't go too deep, pay attention to yourself."

Chen Li'an nodded, followed the crew and left again.

After changing the scene, the crew continued to shoot again. The camera followed behind Chen Li'an, looking down at his back.

Chen Li'an walked on the street in a trance, half of his shoulders were exposed to the sun without noticing it, the guitar behind him was swinging wobbly, but it was never exposed to the sun at all.

The sun was slowly setting, and the sunlight was gradually dimming, until finally it disappeared completely.

In a trance, Chen Li'an walked to the door of the singing bar for some reason. He stood across the road and looked at the bar. His pupils reflected the colors of neon lights, but his face was expressionless.

Just when Chen Li'an was about to leave, the girl in the white dress suddenly appeared in front of his eyes again, but this time she was talking and laughing with a man on her arm, holding a beautiful bouquet of flowers in her hand.

Only this time, she didn't even look at the bar, and got into a black Mercedes with her arms around the man. Chen Li'an looked at the man with the gold watch, feeling like she had seen it somewhere before.

It seems to be in a high-end office building, or at the entrance of a high-end community, or some high-end shopping mall, he can't remember, but he is very clear that the man and him are two different worlds.

The two people got into the Mercedes-Benz car. The man helped the woman fasten her seat belt thoughtfully, then turned his head and glanced at him when he started the car and passed by the bar. The small bars are full of low-end things, tomorrow I will take you to a bar opened by my buddy, and there are often stars singing there."

"Well, I see, I won't come here again." The woman's eyes never looked at the bar from the beginning to the end, nor did she see Chen Li'an standing by the side of the road.

Chen Li'an silently watched the car disappear into the night, and suddenly laughed at himself, turned around and left.

At night, at an unknown time, Chen Li'an returned to the tube building, and when he walked to the door of his private room, he saw a hunched figure sitting at his door, with two snakeskin bags at his feet.

The tired and old man stood up and looked at Chen Li'an, not knowing what to say. After a long time, he said, "Your mother sees that you haven't come back, so let me come and see you."

He didn't blame Chen Li'an for not going home, nor did he blame Chen Li'an for having unrealistic dreams here, and all he brought was food filled with snakeskin bags.

A few salted fish, a few salted chickens, dried beans, and peanuts. Everything Chen Lian likes to eat.

In the small and damp rental house, Chen Li'an sat there silently, watching his father bend over to add water to the rice cooker and put the chopped salted chicken and salted fish into it to steam.

"It's all your mother asked me to bring you. They're all soaked and not salty. You should eat them quickly these days."

Looking at the little soy sauce on the small table and the empty bag of dried noodles, my father couldn't help sighing, turned and went downstairs.

After a while, the aroma of rice and salty goods mixed together came from the rice cooker. This smell didn't seem to match the humid room.

The creaking door was pushed open again, and my father came in with rice noodles and a bag of seasonings.

Looking at the tripped rice cooker, he put down the things in his hands to serve the rice.

"You usually eat better. If you need something, call home and ask your mother to send it to you."

While talking, my father served a large bowl of rice, which was covered with salted chicken and salted fish. The rice was soaked in the fat of the salted meat, and the oil was shiny, as if it would glow under the dim light.

Father put the rice on the table, lifted the table and put it in front of Chen Li'an, then turned around and put the rice noodles he bought in the corner.

"I'm leaving, and I have to go back by car. This time I came with the car that came to the capital to deliver goods, and I have to go back at night." My father stood up and took out the money from his pocket, and just as he was about to put it down, Chen Li'an grabbed hold of it.

"Your mother asked me to give it to you." Father looked at Chen Li'an and said.

But the hand holding the money was pushed back, and his father looked at Chen Li'an and sighed, and put the money back.

The old figure of his father disappeared from the rented house. Chen Lian sat on the bed and looked at a big bowl of salted pork rice in front of him, and he picked it up and ate it, but this bowl of rice was so salty
The tears on Chen Li'an's face dripped down his cheeks onto the rice, his bulging mouth couldn't make a sound, only whimpering.
Early the next morning, Xu Qing ran into the Tongzilou with a bag of buns. She knocked on the door for a long time but no one opened it. When she turned around and was about to leave, she saw Chen Li'an standing behind her.

The long hair was gone, the cool jacket and jeans were gone, there was only Chen Li'an with short hair in a suit, and the guitar that was always on his back was gone.

The sun shone on Chen Li'an's body, and the light behind him looked like wild flowers emerging from the soil in spring.

"Crack! Chen Li'an is done!"

(My mother took me to go on a blind date today, so I couldn't update it on time. Let's just have one chapter today. Tomorrow, I will update two chapters normally at noon.)
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