Get off work and become the Godfather of Rock and Roll

Chapter 201 Beautiful things

"It's raining today, so I won't open the stall."

No matter what Xu Hao said, Wan Jie looked like a dead pig.

"It's raining, it's raining so hard, we need to take a good rest. I won't go no matter how much money you give me."

Xu Hao turned his head to look at the drizzle outside and cursed a few words in frustration.

It was drizzling outside the window. Most vendors would definitely bring umbrellas when setting up their stalls, but Wanjie was different.

He is not going. It's vacation time.

"You're leaving your tricycle outside in the rain, and you don't care?" Mai Zishan asked, holding a cup of hot coffee in his hand.

Hot coffee is perfect for rainy days, very comfortable and cozy.

Manjie just shrugged.

……

Chen Rui felt groggy.

When he returned home from school at noon, unlike the suffocating atmosphere in the past, there was one more person in the house today.

"Your uncle is here today." His stepmother said with a hint of threat in her tone.

Chen Rui steadied himself and saw the person sitting in the living room.

He has no biological uncle. His so-called uncle is his stepmother's younger brother.

This uncle was short and strong, with short hair, slightly dark skin, and the same forced smile on his face as his stepmother.

"As you know, your uncle is a policeman. He came here today to ask how your father got injured."

Chen Rui steadied himself.

His father Chen Jiang said angrily: "Yesterday, I came back late, and someone took advantage of the darkness and hit me on the leg with something, and then ran away. Look!"

Chen Jiang rolled up his trouser leg in annoyance, revealing a large bruise on his calf.

Chen Rui looked at his father's swollen calf and wanted to laugh.

"I've lived for so many years and this kind of thing has never happened!" Chen Jiang was extremely angry.

"I don't know which bastard is so bold!"

Chen Rui's so-called uncle, Song Wei, squatted down and took a closer look at the bruised leg.

"Where? In the neighborhood?"

"Not bad at all. This counts as home invasion, right?" As someone who was illiterate about the law, Chen Jiang first gave a charge.

"It doesn't count as entering a home in the community, so what, is there no surveillance in the community?"

"This... no." Chen Jiang was a little discouraged.

The community is old, the property is in a state of disrepair, and there is not even any surveillance installed.

"That's difficult." Song Wei stood up like a low wall. The moment he stood up, he glanced at Chen Rui and asked.

"Your brother said that he often saw you hanging out with some people from society, riding around on a tricycle. Is that true?"

Song Wei's voice sounded like he was examining a prisoner.

Chen Rui looked at the low wall in front of him and felt frightened unconsciously.

"You wouldn't be hooking up with some bad people in society and secretly harming your father, right?" Song Wei continued to interrogate him, as if he wanted to put him in jail.

In fact, Song Wei is just an auxiliary police officer, but once he puts on that skin, he looks very impressive.

Chen Jiang angrily cursed: "If you really have anything to do with this, I will beat you to death."

Song Wei's eyes were still scanning him.

"Hurry up and tell the truth. Otherwise, when I find out, your father will beat you to death."

"There is no surveillance camera inside the community, but there is one at the outside entrance. I can check them one by one according to the time period. It just takes time, but I can still find them." Song Wei's voice was unhurried, with a carefree cruelty.

Chen Rui really didn’t know whether this matter had anything to do with him.

Sounds like something Manjie would do.

Sounds a lot like it.

Maybe Wanjie couldn't bear to watch it anymore and couldn't help but take action.

But he really didn't know.

"Speak!" Chen Jiang threw a water cup at him like an angry baboon.

Fortunately, the water cup is plastic.

Chen Rui wiped the water off his face and shook his head: "I don't know."

"Don't know?" Song Wei repeated these three words.

"It's interesting that you said you didn't know. If you really didn't know about this, you would be confused and would ask: What does this have to do with me?"

“That’s the normal reaction.”

"But you said you don't know, which means you know who did it, but you're just not sure."

Chen Jiang slapped his thigh and said, "You bastard! You're exposed!"

"You're exposed in one sentence!"

Chen Rui also realized the flaw.

"What an ungrateful bastard! How can a son hit his father? Who the hell are you?" his stepmother yelled. Chen Jiang endured the pain in his calf and slapped Chen Rui in the face.

Chen Rui woke up immediately. The drowsiness he had felt for the whole day disappeared in an instant. He stepped back suddenly, opened the door and ran away.

"You dare to run!" Chen Jiang was furious and dragged his legs to chase after him.

"I don't want this son anymore, just beat him to death!"

……

Mai Zishan and Xu Hao came to a local university.

Since Wanjie refused to set up the stall, he had to deal with another matter first.

Due to the daily filming of the egg pancake making process, a little oil mist entered the camera lens, resulting in blurry films.

It's a device worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, and having three small oil spots on it is extremely uncomfortable.

It just so happened that the professor of the film department at the university here was Xu Hao's college classmate, so he simply borrowed the new equipment.

The university campus is great, it’s full of young people, the campus scenery is beautiful, and with the drizzling rain today, walking on it, I feel that youth is infinitely good.

Mai Zishan just strolled around the campus. Many students recognized him, which reminded him of the day when he sang at the Central Conservatory of Music.

I haven't talked to Zhang Tianhai for a long time.

Mai Zishan has even forgotten when he last sang. On the other hand, according to Sister Lin, Zhang Tianhai has captured half of the people in Yanjing. The three-story supermarket is crowded every day, and celebrities go there to check in. It is like a new 798 Art Plaza.

Ji Zhonghe is said to have just bought a Bentley Flying Spur because he had taken over the beer business in the base.

In the end, the one who earns the most is not the one digging for gold, but the one selling shovels...

“When will the new episode be online?”

A student leaned over and asked.

Mai Zishan wrapped his windbreaker tightly around himself, "It's all Director Xu's fault. He's too lazy. He couldn't hold it in for three days. It has nothing to do with me."

After saying that, he turned around and walked away quickly.

……

“What’s your latest episode about?”

asked Xu Hao's old friend, Guo Jinping, who is also a professor in the film department of this university.

Xu Haode hesitated in answering, "The theme of this episode is very mixed. It was originally about depression, and now it's about egg-filled pancakes."

"Will it be officially released on Saturday?"

"It should be fine." Xu Hao thought about it and now he had enough material, but the problem was that the material didn't have a climax. Even a documentary had to have a climax.

Not to mention Mai Zishan's song, "Can Good Things Happen to Me?", as the camera now focuses on the egg-filled pancakes, there is no place to play this song...

"I envy you, you live a carefree life." Guo Jinping said enviously.

Xu Hao snorted in his heart, thinking, do you think you are so cool?

During the seven days in the detention center, the greatest pleasure every day was counting farts.

At most, there would be more than thirty farts a day, all in one small room.

The smell of farts will vary depending on the meal of the day and also vary with different people.

But it's all bullshit after all.

I didn't expect that after I came out, people would envy me for my carefree life.

How about you go in and squat for me?
Seeing that Xu Hao didn't say anything, Guo Jinping smiled awkwardly.

"What else are you going to shoot today? Can I go with you? Is that okay?" After hesitating for a long time, Guo Jinping couldn't help but ask.

A few days ago, he served as a graduation project teacher and was almost furious with his students' graduation projects. In the 30-minute graduation project short film, 10 minutes were spent talking about dreams. He spoke passionately and inspiringly, just like Jia Yueting.

Then the main film begins, telling the story of a hand model chasing her dream. This hand model is always criticized because everyone thinks that hand models are not real models.

So she worked hard and finally realized her dream and became a print model...

The overall look is like watching a maggot go through hardships and finally become a fly.

I shouldn't have been a teacher...

"Material collection is boring, not as interesting as you think." Xu Hao said, "If you and Ruo go, you will probably see how egg-filled pancakes are created."

"Do not believe."

"If you don't believe me, just follow and watch." Xu Hao didn't care. He just followed if he wanted to.

Afterwards, Guo Jinping brought him a brand new camera, and Xu Hao immediately came back to life.

Mai Zishan happened to finish strolling around the campus and met up with Xu Hao.

"This is my old friend, Guo Jinping, who wants to spend a day with us."

"Okay, I'm pretty bored these two days anyway." Mai Zishan didn't care.

But Guo Jinping didn't believe what they said. He was already very impatient.

In this way, Guo Jinping followed the two people, broke away from the control of the students, temporarily got rid of the career choice that made him regret, and got a moment of respite.

No one knows what will greet him.

……

(End of this chapter)