Started as an independent producer in 1988

Chapter 1 The Old Man and the Dog

1988, March 3, the weather was moderate snow.

At the turn of winter and spring, it snowed again in the capital.

It was supposed to be a good time for all things to recover, but Chen Shiping suffered the darkest moment of his life.

Chen Shiping, who was sitting in the corner moaning and panting in pain, felt his eyes turning blood red.

It's not that there's something wrong with the eyes, it's that the blood on the forehead flows into the eyes.

At this moment, he suddenly understood the blood-red scene in the last scene of the Red Sorghum movie.

"Hiss~ What a cruel attack."

Chen Shiping raised his hand and touched the wound lightly, and immediately cried out in pain.

Cold wind and snowflakes drifted in through the broken window. Chen Shiping, who was just about to sit up, sat back down. At least the radiator behind him could give him a little warmth.

I can no longer experience true love in the world, so I can only rely on heating to warm my sad heart.

Chen Shiping leaned against the heater, his eyes full of despair. He had just paid off the nearly one million foreign debt he owed, and before he could relax, God played a joke on him.

Traveling to a strange era, traveling to a piece of trash.

In order to publish a book in my previous life, I was tricked by an unscrupulous publisher into publishing a book at my own expense, and then owed hundreds of thousands in foreign debt. Publishing a book at my own expense is a trap!

But who would have thought that after finally paying off the debt, having a drink and crying, he would travel through time, and then travel back to a garbage person.

Chen Shiping wanted to cry now, but there were no tears. Only the wound on his forehead was still bleeding. His tears were worthless.

Chen Shiping really didn't understand that although he had an iron job that everyone envied, he didn't work hard and went out all day to fool around, gamble and go to dance clubs to pretend to be rich.

If you have money, spend it; if you don’t have money, borrow it.

Later, I borrowed money to imitate other people's methods of trading foreign exchange, and then I was defrauded of all my money.

Wouldn't it be nice to be a small screenwriter in a film studio? This is the Beijing Film Studio!

If you don’t value your job as an iron rice bowl, you’ll be damned!

Chen Shiping accepted those memories in his mind, and in the end he could only smile helplessly.

This kid has watched too many internal reference films, yearning for and envying the capitalist life abroad, and then that's it.

Many people are like this these days. According to incomplete statistics, there were more than 80 actors and directors who went abroad in the 1980s.

On the street where you apply for a visa in Shanghai, you are guaranteed to meet a female star if you go for a stroll!

Here we only count the famous ones, there are even more unknown ones.

Anyone who works hard to go abroad can be regarded as a positive effort, while the original person who just hangs around and waits to die is a piece of rubbish.

If you really envy that kind of life, then save up money to learn English, even if you make money!

After Chen Shiping despised Yuan again in his heart, he also accepted the current reality.

The facts are already like this, we can only accept our fate!

Just being beaten does not mean that the problem is solved. If you owe so much money, you still have to pay it back. If you don't pay back the money next time, it will not be as simple as being beaten.

These days, there is a mixture of dragons and snakes in the city. There are not too many outsiders coming to make a living. There are several villages in the city.

There are people who are raking in foreign exchange, people who are cheating, people who are speculating, people who are laid off and unemployed, people who are loan sharks, there are all kinds of people.

Chen Shiping couldn't afford to offend those people, and now he had to think carefully about how to pay back the money.

More than three thousand yuan is a deadly figure in this era! How can I live my life without food or water for two years without food or drink?

Chen Shiping has many ways to make money in his mind, but they either require capital or connections.

He doesn't have any now, so it's impossible to count on the friends he had for eating, drinking and having fun.

It was even more impossible for my colleagues in the film studio. Chen Shiping was really in trouble for a while.

After scanning the room with his eyes, he even smiled bitterly.

All the valuable things in the house were gone, and the people who had just demanded debts took them all away before they left.

This kind of start is no better than the start with a bowl. At least Lao Zhu still has a bowl and doesn't owe money.

Chen Shiping rested for a while and got up from the ground. The wound on his forehead was still bleeding. However, the blood on the face was dried by the cold wind, and it fell off with a little force.

Chen Shiping looked at himself in the mirror and felt a little relieved. He looked okay and the wound should not leave any scars.

But it needs to be dealt with properly. This face cannot be blinded in vain. This is the only gift from the original body.

In addition to being good-looking, Chen Shiping also discovered his "golden finger", which is that he has a very good memory, and all the memories in his mind are like movies.

I don’t know if it was brought by the original person or brought here from time to time, but it is always a good thing.

The broken windows were still blowing in the cold wind, and it was almost dark outside.

Chen Shiping also heard the sounds of neighbors coming home from get off work outside, as well as the fragrant smell of food.

I'm so hungry. But I don't have any money, and I don't even have noodles at home.

If we can't solve the problem of food and clothing, how can we solve the foreign debt of more than 3,000 yuan? Those who want debt are all ruthless.

Chen Shiping carefully washed his face with cold water, briefly treated the wound, and covered it with his hair before going out.

I don’t know if the health center in the factory is closed, otherwise I would have to go to a hospital outside.

On the way to the health center, Chen Shiping lowered his head all the way, not wanting others to see his miserable side.

The original person is shameless, but he wants face!

The health center is closed. Chen Shiping is wrapped in a leather jacket that is not very warm. It feels like the snow today is colder than the Arctic!

Chen Shiping trembled and went to the hospital outside. There was still five yuan and fifty-two cents in the inner pocket of his leather jacket, which should be enough to bandage the wound.

When he arrived at the entrance of the hospital, Chen Shiping was bumped into by an old man.

The little old man was wearing a dirty and dusty jacket. He said sorry to Chen Shiping several times before walking to the hospital.

Chen Shiping didn't care and ran to the outpatient clinic to simply treat the wound, which cost him five yuan.

When Chen Shiping came out of the doctor's office, his stomach growled a few times.

Chen Shiping looked at the fifty cents in his hand and felt that he was really at the end of his rope.

No friends, no family, no money...

Now even having a full meal is a problem. Chen Shiping stood in the heated clinic hall with a cold heart and an empty stomach.

Chen Shiping squeezed the rough fifty cents in his hand, wrapped up his clothes tightly, and prepared to buy a handful of noodles and eat them at home.

But just as he was about to leave, the corner of his eye caught sight of the old man who had bumped into him just now.

He stood at the door of the blood station and wandered, his hands and feet were trembling, his back was bent sharply, and there was no light in his eyes. Finally, he turned around and left in tears...

Chen Shiping stopped before he wanted to leave, and stared blankly at the old man's back. At this moment, he seemed to see Xu Sanguan.

Chen Shiping lowered his head and looked at the money he was holding tightly, and suddenly took a long breath in his heart, turned around and walked towards the blood station.

Ten minutes later, Chen Shiping caught up with the old man outside the hospital. Without saying anything unnecessary, he took him to have a braised meal.

In the steamy little shop, the aroma of braised food will bring out the greedy people.

The old man held the bowl and sucked it, and the tears on his face were eaten into his stomach along with the stew.

Chen Shiping suddenly lowered his head and didn't dare to look again, but found a dirty white dog at his feet. There was snow on the hair covered with sewage. The thin and thin dog stood there and did not dare to approach Chen Shiping.

The puppy looked at Chen Shiping with its big black eyes, trying hard to please him by sticking out his tongue. His wet hair was still dripping with water, but he remained motionless without shaking his hair.

Chen Shiping felt that he had committed a sin today, how could he let such a thing happen to him!

When the sky completely dimmed and fell into darkness, Chen Shiping left the stew shop with a puppy in his arms and the rickety old man standing behind him to see him off.

"How about I call you Hachigong? You must be obedient from now on and be worthy of my buns."

Chen Shiping watched the puppy wrapped in his jacket babbling, and when the snowflakes fell on his face, the puppy stuck out his tongue and licked it.

The snowflakes were falling more and more, slowly falling on his shoulders and dyeing his black hair white, but he felt warm in his heart. The world was no longer so strange, and there was one more reason to love it.

　New book is coming

　　

　

(End of this chapter)