fringe artist

Chapter 99 97. Zhang Guorong's Vacation Ends Early

When the sky is bright, the yard becomes lively, every household has already got up, and those who go to school go to work.

The complaints of the children and the urging of the parents still sounded the accusations of pampering from the grandparents from time to time.

Chen Li'an was lying on the bed looking at the ceiling, he was the only one in the room, Bai Qing had already left, and before he left, he left a deep tooth mark on Chen Li'an's wrist.

After a long time, Chen Li'an sighed faintly, covered himself with a quilt, turned over and continued to pretend to be dead.

It wasn't until after one o'clock in the afternoon that Chen Li'an lifted the quilt and rubbed the red scratches on his back before getting up from the bed.

The yard was very quiet in the afternoon. Chen Lian squatted in the yard brushing his teeth, looking at the bare ginkgo branches, and thought of the one in Cheng Meiren's yard.

I don't know if her business show is over or not, and how much money she made, but no matter how much she has, she probably can't compare to her own. Mr. Tang has tripled her leverage on her account, and by the end of the month, she will be able to make a small profit of several million.

In terms of the mainland's business environment, even the most popular star's price for a commercial performance will never exceed 20 yuan, and it is impossible for Cheng Meiren to beat her.

Chen Li'an spit out the toothpaste froth in his mouth, wiped the corners of his mouth, ran into the room, took out his phone and called Zhang Guorong.

"What? Play mahjong?" As soon as the call was connected, before Chen Li'an could speak, Zhang Guorong quickly asked Chen Li'an to go over and play mahjong.

Chen Li'an really admired Zhang Guorong's addiction to cards, so he hung up the phone helplessly and simply cleaned up before rushing to the appointment.

The same people were still playing mahjong, and Chen Li'an asked Zhang Guorong about his account while playing the cards.

"Did Mr. Tang say how the situation is going these two days?" Chen Li'an asked, throwing out one by one.

Zhang Guorong rubbed the cards in his hand and said without raising his head: "I don't know he didn't say anything, don't worry, nothing will go wrong."

After carefully rubbing it a few times, Zhang Guorong played out the cards he had just drawn in a little disappointment, still chanting the mahjong formula.

"Eighty thousand!"

"Bullshit!"

Wang Zuxian and Chen Li'an pushed down the cards in front of them at the same time, and an [-] cannon double hit.

Zhang Guorong was so angry that he pushed the cards in his hand, and shouted shamelessly: "I don't want to play anymore!"

"Then you have to pay first!"

"No money!"

"Aren't you cheating again, I won't play mahjong with you in the future!"

"I won't play cards with you in the future." Wang Zuxian also echoed, her hand is all the same, how can she let Zhang Guorong go easily.

Zhang Guorong snorted twice in grief and indignation, and could only honestly pay for it.

Gong Li watched from the side, and couldn't stop laughing. She couldn't understand why Zhang Guorong was so addicted to poker because his poker skills were so poor.

"Gong Li, you can still laugh, you lose money too, okay?" Zhang Guorong said angrily.

Chen Li'an collected the money and interjected, "I'm not cheating."

Zhang Guorong: "." It's boring!I will definitely not play mahjong tomorrow!
What can I do without playing mahjong? Chen Li'an couldn't hold back the restless Wang Zuxian, so he could only take her to fulfill her wish of climbing the Great Wall.

It is not a good time to climb the Great Wall in winter, even if the sun is shining, the cold wind blowing on the body will be very cold.

Chen Li'an held Wang Zuxian's hand, saw her panting, stopped and said, "Take a break, we should come here in spring or autumn."

"That's right, I'm hot and cold now, and I'm almost exhausted." Zhang Guorong, who followed behind, leaned weakly against the city wall, regretting his act of joining in the fun today.

How nice to sleep comfortably at home.

Wang Zuxian's face was blushing, and she panted slightly: "I don't know when I will come next time, I must climb up today!"

"Okay, let's continue after a short break." Chen Li'an was in good physical strength and didn't feel very tired.

After resting for a few minutes, Wang Zuxian recovered a lot of strength, looked at the high platform in front and shouted: "Let's go!"

As he said that, he walked over the steps with his long legs and continued to climb up. Chen Li'an looked back at Zhang Guorong and asked, "Is it okay? If not, you can just wait here."

"Who can say no!" Zhang Guorong stood up immediately, and trotted after him.

There were not many people on the Great Wall in winter, only a few tourists from other places. Wang Zuxian and Zhang Guorong did not put on a disguise. They were recognized several times on the road and took a few photos together.

Chen Li'an, a fringe person in the entertainment industry, was naturally unknown. He was treated as an assistant by tourists and a photographer by a Latin guy. After taking pictures of them, he left the address of the tourists and said that he would mail them to them after taking photos.

"I can't see that you are quite considerate." Zhang Guorong looked at Chen Li'an who wrote down the address and teased.

Chen Li'an pouted and said, "Who asked me to be your assistant, I can't embarrass you."

"It's my assistant!" Wang Zuxian emphasized while holding Chen Li'an's hand.

"Your, yours, I won't rob you!" Zhang Guorong was extremely disgusted, but he added viciously: "However, there are still several people who rob you!"

"Brother!" Wang Zuxian was so angry that her teeth hurt, she stomped her foot and was about to hit Zhang Guorong.

Zhang Guorong immediately ran away with a strange scream, and the two of them fought and squabbled on the Great Wall like children, and their progress was much faster.

Half an hour later, at the highest point of the Badaling Great Wall, Wang Zuxian stood on the platform and looked at the mountains and rivers in the distance. She felt that all the emotions in her heart were released, and she couldn't help shouting loudly at the mountains in the distance: "Ah!"

Looking at Wang Zuxian who opened his arms and shouted, Zhang Guorong leaned against the wall, gasping for breath, and couldn't help shouting.

Chen Li'an stood by and took a picture of this scene. Although climbing the Great Wall is tiring, the sense of accomplishment after climbing up is still greater than exhaustion.

Wang Zuxian yelled for a while, supported the wall with both hands and took a breath, looked back at Chen Li'an with a sweet smile, and gestured a pair of scissors.

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Chen Li'an immediately raised his camera and took a picture. After knowing her for so many days, it was the first time he saw her smiling so happily. Her lively and youthful appearance was very contagious.

Leaning against the wall, Zhang Guorong looked at Wang Zuxian, who was smiling brightly, and couldn't help but smile. He still had some complaints about Chen Li'an's restless flirting in his heart, but now they have disappeared.

The most important thing to be a human being is to be happy. Since Wang Zuxian and Chen Li'an are happy together, why do you care so much? Everyone has their own life.

No one is the savior, and everyone cannot be saved.

Zhang Guorong didn't want to be the savior, but Chen Li'an kept thinking about whether he could be the savior once.

"You have to be nice to Zu Xian in the future, don't make her sad anymore." Zhang Guorong stood beside Chen Li'an and looked into the distance, the cigarette on his finger was billowing with smoke.

Chen Li'an turned his head and glanced at Wang Zuxian who was chatting with fans in the distance, then nodded and said: "I will try my best, but I am not enough"

"I know, you don't need to explain." Leslie Cheung interrupted Chen Li'an, smoking a cigarette and said: "Although you are not a good man, you are still open-minded and won't promise anything, so don't give others hope that you will hurt me in the end." other people."

Chen Li'an was silent for a while, he didn't know what to say, he just felt a tingling pain in his wrist, the tooth mark left by Bai Qing hadn't disappeared yet.

Sometimes things are out of his control.
After the three of them came down from the Great Wall in the afternoon, they were too tired to talk. In the car returning, Wang Zuxian leaned on Chen Li'an's shoulder and fell asleep from exhaustion.

Zhang Guorong, who was sitting in the front row, looked back and said, "I'm going back to Xiangjiang, Zu Xian should go back with me."

Chen Li'an asked suspiciously: "Why do you want to go back suddenly? Didn't Mr. Tang say he would come before Christmas?"

"The company has a temporary job, and the holiday will end early." Zhang Guorong said helplessly.

During this period of time, I played with Zhang Guorong and the others every day, and I was not used to being separated from Chen Li'an suddenly, so I asked, "When are we leaving?"

"The plane in the morning of the day after tomorrow." Zhang Guorong replied with a smile and said, "I will check your account for you when I go back."

Chen Li'an shook his head and said, "That's not important, I'll send you off the day after tomorrow."

"No, it's not gone." Zhang Guorong said indifferently, then glanced at Wang Zuxian who was asleep and said: "Tomorrow, let's spend time with Zuxian."

Chen Li'an nodded, turned to look at Wang Zuxian's slightly moving eyelids, and raised his hand to stroke her head to make her sleep more comfortably.

In the alley of Houhai, Chen Li'an was holding a pile of half-eaten snacks in his hand, a candied haws with only one bite, half of the remaining pink cotton candy, and a cute and silly candy man missing a corner.
Wang Zuxian wanted to buy everything she saw, but she only took one bite before throwing it all to Chen Li'an.

"Why don't you eat it? Do you think I bought too much?" Wang Zuxian asked while holding Chen Li'an's arm.

"I don't like sweets." Chen Li'an looked helplessly at the pile of sweets in his hand, but still bit down a candied haws.

Don't waste food!

Wang Zuxian squinted her eyes to see Chen Li'an eating with a frown, and couldn't help but bought a lot of things, wanting to see Chen Li'an's unwillingness or willingness to tolerate her.

"I'm leaving tomorrow, will you miss me?" Wang Zuxian suddenly asked while looking at Chen Li'an as the evening approached.

Chen Li'an looked at the bit of sugar stain on the corner of Wang Zuxian's mouth, raised his hand and wiped it lightly, and said, "Yes, I will see you next year."

"When?" Wang Zuxian's eyes lit up immediately.

"After the Chinese New Year, but it won't stay for too long."

"Then you have to accompany me when you go, and you are not allowed to play mahjong with your brother!"

"Okay, but I'm afraid he'll act like a spoiled child again."

"Ignore him!"

The two were strolling in the alley, and the setting sun stretched their shadows so closely together that they did not separate until night fell.

Early the next morning, Chen Li'an was sitting at the breakfast stall eating fried dough sticks. He looked up at the long white mark left by the plane flying in the blue sky, then lowered his head and continued eating his breakfast.

Life is like this, separation and reunion is the norm, and the white mark in the sky will slowly dissipate over time.

In the National Art Museum of China, Chen Li'an received a notification from the jury of the National Art Exhibition after several days, asking him to come and hear the results of the selection for the Venice Biennale.

For the selection results of the jury, Chen Li'an didn't have too many expectations. He had nothing to do with it these few days, and the possibility of being selected was extremely slim.

The Venice Biennale is the exhibition with the highest gold content among the three major exhibitions in the art world. I don’t know how many people want to participate.

Don't think that artists are indifferent to fame and wealth, because we are all human, so how can we not have emotions and desires.

Chen Li'an sat across from Yang Lizhou, the curator of Old Acquaintance Art Museum, and asked curiously, "Did you not participate in the selection?"

"It's boring, you seem to have a plan in mind." Yang Lizhou said a word without explaining why it was boring, but he was curious about Chen Li'an's indifference, guessing whether he knew the result in advance.

Chen Li'an shook his head and said, "It's not that I'm confident, it's that I know I'm hopeless."

Yang Lizhou looked into Chen Li'an's eyes, and after a while he said a few words of encouragement: "You are only 20 years old, it's good to be able to maintain this kind of purity, but you have to maintain it in the future. Fame and fortune are important, but don't lose your heart." most important."

Chen Li'an nodded. He had a good impression of Yang Lizhou. When he was found at the film festival, he just saw Chen Li'an's work and immediately agreed, and even helped him go through the formalities.

However, I still asked Chen Li'an for the money that should be spent. Yang Lizhou was a person who distinguished between public and private.

"Do you have any new creative ideas recently? Your last work was really good, and it is more meaningful than your oil painting this time." Yang Lizhou glanced at the crowd and continued chatting with Chen Li'an.

Chen Li'an took a stick of Zhongnanhai and handed it over, "Yes, I'm doing it."

"Well, that's good. A strong desire to create is the most important thing." Yang Lizhou took the cigarette and said mockingly: "When you reach my age, you will know how difficult it is to make a good work. Many people come to this At the age, all that is left is to catch fame."

Chen Li'an lit a cigarette and didn't answer. This kind of thing is normal, and Chen Li'an can't guarantee whether he will become a stubborn old man when he gets old.

After the two chatted for a while, the judges came over without any haste. Yang Lizhou turned his head and said to Chen Li'an, "Do you want to know the result?"

Chen Li'an was stunned for a moment and asked, "You know?"

"Of course I know, this is my place."

"Then why didn't you say it just now?"

"Forget about it."

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After a while, Chen Li'an could not help but turn his head to look at Yang Lizhou and asked after listening to the judges who were talking nonsense, "You should tell me first, these people speak too slowly, if I am not selected, I will first Withdrew."

"Haha, I'm still young, I can't hold my breath." Yang Lizhou smiled, and then said in a low voice: "You didn't exist in the first place, but your name was added when the list was handed in."

Chen Li'an frowned, and asked uncertainly, "Did you help me?"

"It has nothing to do with me. I didn't participate in the selection, so I can't say anything." After Yang Lizhou explained, he said with emotion: "If I didn't know that you have no background, I would doubt whether you came from a compound."

Chen Li'an said speechlessly: "Which big courtyard kid has no way to hold a film festival yet."

Yang Lizhou laughed, patted Chen Li'an on the shoulder and said, "No matter what, it's a good thing to be selected."

Chen Li'an nodded, but he was thinking about why his name was added. The position of someone who can intervene in this kind of matter must not be low.

He is a poor boy in a large courtyard, but he doesn't know any big shots.

After thinking about it for a long time, I can only think that someone appreciates me, um. As long as this one is explained, maybe my film festival is in line with the thoughts of the leaders above who want to rectify the health care product industry, and it is remembered.

Regarding Chen Li'an's conjecture, Yang Lizhou also quite agrees, thinking that this possibility is relatively high, and the above may want to use Chen Li'an as a typical artist who is not troublesome, not crazy, and still cares about society.

Chen Li'an was always much stronger than the group of people in East Village and Yuanmingyuan.

Chen Li'an, who knew the result in advance, had no intention of continuing to listen to those clichés, and stood chatting with Yang Lizhou in the corner, and only went up to say a few words on the scene when his name was finally called.

More than half an hour later, Chen Li'an came out of the National Art Museum of China. Seeing that it was getting late, he turned to Xinjiekou.

Mr. Zhou called him several times to ask him out, but Chen Li'an didn't have time, so he had to go and have a look when he was free now.

In a bar in Xinjiekou, Chen Li'an ordered a glass of beer, sat down and watched Mr. Zhou singing on the stage, and couldn't help humming along.

Mr. Zhou, whose voice has not changed into a smoky voice, still sings very well, and is also very energetic on the stage. Although he is small, he is very explosive.

Chen Li'an listened for a while, then called the waiter and sent a flower basket up.

100 yuan for a small flower basket is quite expensive. I don't know how much Mr. Zhou can get.

Mr. Zhou on the stage received the flower basket, saw Chen Li'an under the reminder of the waiter, and immediately stood up and waved at him. If it wasn't for the next two songs, she would probably run down.

After singing two more songs, Mr. Zhou immediately put down the microphone and ran down. When he ran up to Chen Li'an, he put his arms around his neck and happily said, "You finally came to see me."

"Sorry, I've been too busy recently." Chen Li'an said apologetically, wrapping his arms around Young Master Zhou's waist.

Young Master Zhou looked into Chen Li'an's eyes, shook his head and said, "I know you're busy, it's fine."

"I thought you would be angry." Chen Li'an pinched Mr. Zhou's chin and asked, "Are you going to be on stage later?"

Mr. Zhou understood what Chen Li'an meant, and immediately said: "There is no more of my songs in the future, please wait for me to talk to the boss."

"Well, go, I'll wait for you here."

"I'll be right back." Young Master Zhou let go of Chen Li'an and quickly ran towards the backstage.

Looking at Mr. Zhou's bouncing back, Chen Li'an scanned the messy environment and couldn't help frowning.

A natural good actor, what's the point of singing in a bar, you have to find a way to help her.

After a while, Mr. Zhou came back quickly, put his arms around Chen Li'an's arm and said happily: "Go, I'll treat you to supper, and use the money you just sent for the flower basket!"

"Borrowing flowers to present Buddha?" Chen Li'an smiled and scratched Mr. Zhou's small nose, and then asked, "Do you like singing or acting?"

Mr. Zhou didn't expect Chen Li'an to ask this question suddenly, he thought for a while and said, "I like acting, but no crew is willing to take me."

"If you like acting, then you will seldom sing in the future. You will never have a chance here."

"But I want to make money, otherwise you support me?" Young Master Zhou turned to look at Chen Li'an, hoping to hear those three words.

Chen Li'an felt that he was cornered.
Damn it!Why did the topic suddenly go off the rails!
　[-] words are finished!A little late, don't mind it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)