Fringe artists in the entertainment industry

Chapter 86 86. The diversity of the world

There are many public housing estates in Xiangjiang, and half of the people in Xiangjiang live in public housing estates.

The towering and dense public housing estates are like giant beasts standing on the ground, swallowing up all the most dilapidated corners of Xiangjiang.

The dark and long corridor is narrow and cramped. There are some old things piled at the door of each house in the corridor. Several teenage children are playing and chasing each other in the corridor, skillfully avoiding every pile of debris.

Chen Li'an leaned against the wall and let the children pass through, but the camera lens in his hand accurately captured the moment when the children turned back and laughed.

The bad environment does not seem to be able to stop their happiness. Behind the children in the camera, two young people in their twenties have numb eyes and tired looks, which is in sharp contrast to the bright and pure smiles.

Xiangjiang has a glamorous side and a poor and dilapidated side. Chen Li'an passed by pigeon cages and listened to the noise coming from each house.

The sounds vary in content, but blend together to form just two words, poverty.

The wage level in Xiangjiang is much higher than that in the Mainland, but the happiness index of life is much lower. The same thing has completely different prices in Hong Kong and the Mainland.

Living supplies are not the most intuitive, but these pigeon cages are the most intuitive.

A family of several people are crowded into a house of less than 40 square meters, and this is the normal life of most people. It is difficult for Chen Li'an to imagine what it feels like to live in a pigeon cage for decades.

There is a huge difference between the real Hong Kong and the movie. In the era when Hong Kong movies were popular, many mainlanders had beautiful imaginations about Hong Kong, but they didn’t know what the real Hong Kong was like.

Just like the free and equal capitalist society in America's blockbuster, you can do whatever you want, pick up girls if you want, and save the world if you want.

The actual free America is filled with all kinds of chains of contempt and all kinds of invisible exploitation.

Of course, all this does not exist for the rich people in the United States, but in which country in this world do the rich people live a poor life?

Rich people in Xiangjiang also live a very good life. They go out in Mercedes-Benz and Rolls-Royce, and when they go home, they live in a villa and sleep on a big bed with Xiaomi in their arms.

Chen Li'an walked through the pigeon cages and met many positive and hard-working people, as well as many decadent and complaining people.

But numbness is the norm. At this moment, Chen Li'an felt like a sixth-generation mainland director, but he didn't have so much sense of mission and uncontrollable desire to shout.

I don’t want to expose anything or appeal for anything, I’m just very interested in this contradictory city.

Chen Li'an's desire to create is just because he finds it novel and fun, not profound or great.

However, it is very objective and does not have any personal emotional bias. After all, I have never studied at AFP.

After spending all the film in several public housing buildings, Chen Li'an left leisurely on his bicycle.

In a photo studio in Mong Kok, Chen Li'an spent several hundred Hong Kong dollars to borrow a darkroom and spent two hours developing all the photos.

The size of each of Chen Li'an's photos is small, only three inches, about the same size as a playing card. The color of the photo is dark and the composition is depressing. The size is too small and does not seem to have a strong impact.

Chen Li'an sorted and arranged hundreds of photos one by one, and then bought four oversized photo frames. Chen Li'an pasted the arranged photos in the large photo frames in order.

When dozens of photos were arranged and assembled into the shape of a public housing building, an oppressive and suffocating feeling instantly came from these photos.

Chen Li'an is very satisfied with his work this time, but he still has some regrets. He should have reduced the size of the photo a little bit, so that the impact would be stronger.

But no matter how small the size is, many details in the photo will not be visible clearly, so we can only compromise.

After Chen Li'an put all the photos into three photo frames, he put them into a big bag and rode back.

Returning to Zhang Guorong's villa, the strong sense of contradiction and conflict came again. From a small and dim pigeon cage to a spacious, bright and luxuriously decorated villa, it is not too magical.

Especially when Chen Li'an saw Leslie Cheung and Joey Wong sitting on the carpet playing video games, he felt that the bag containing the photos in his hand became heavy.

But when Chen Li'an saw the first-generation PS game console that had just been launched a few days ago, he quickly threw away the negative emotions in his heart.

Whoever you love, playing games is the most important thing!

However, there were not many first-generation PS games, and among the first-generation games, only Ridge Racer was remotely interesting.

Chen Li'an threw the photo on the sofa and sat next to Zhang Guorong. Zhang Guorong turned to look at Chen Li'an and continued to play games.

Chen Li'an glanced at Wang Zuxian, who was not in a high mood. After thinking for a while, he still didn't grab her controller. He turned around and grabbed the game controller from Zhang Guorong's hand without ceremony, and was excitedly preparing to have a friendly match with Wang Zuxian!

Zhang Guorong was caught off guard and immediately tried to snatch the controller back, but Chen Li'an deftly dodged it.

"Let me play for a while, you've been playing for so long, don't be so stingy!" After Chen Li'an quickly selected the car, he shouted to Wang Zuxian: "Start quickly, hurry up."

Wang Zuxian looked at Chen Li'an and Zhang Guorong who were fighting and was also infected by this emotion. The smile on her lips became much brighter. Playing games is quite fun.

"You're going to grab my game console as soon as you get back. You'd better go and do the art of 豼!" Zhang Guorong jumped up and tried to snatch back the controller that Chen Li'an was holding above his head, but Chen Li'an was taller than him and stood on tiptoe, snatching away a lonely one.

Zhang Guorong is also 1.85 meters tall when he jumps up!

Zhang Guorong, who felt humiliated by Chen Li'an, kicked him angrily and then turned his attention to Wang Zuxian.

Wang Zuxian suddenly became playful. She moved back holding the handle and looked at Zhang Guorong defensively.

Zhang Guorong: "." It's so boring!

Chen Li'an laughed, pushed Leslie Cheung aside and sat next to Wang Zuxian, and said excitedly: "Start quickly."

Seeing Zhang Guorong's deflated look, Wang Zuxian couldn't help laughing too, then handed over the handle in his hand and said, "Brother, let me play with you."

Seeing Wang Zuxian in a much better mood, Leslie Cheung and Chen Li'an looked at each other, then waved their hands and said, "You go ahead and play, I'll call someone to play mahjong."

After Zhang Guorong said that, he went to shake people out. His poker friends were all busy people and he didn't know who he could ask out.

Ten minutes later, Zhang Guorong returned to the living room and looked at Chen Li'an and Wang Zuxian who were playing games. Suddenly, an idea came to his mind. If Chen Li'an was more affectionate, he would be a good match for Wang Zuxian.

What a pity. He is a sentimental person.

Chen Li'an and Wang Zuxian sat together and played several games in a row, but each time ended in Wang Zuxian's failure.

When Chen Li'an's car once again reached the finish line with a slight advantage, Wang Zuxian regained her straightforward temperament and shook her hands in annoyance, and the loose ponytail on the back of her head also swung.

The tips of the hair drew a graceful arc in the air, brushing against the side of Chen Li'an's face, and a fragrance suddenly filled the tip of Chen Li'an's nose.

Chen Li'an touched his itchy nose, turned his head and glanced at Wang Zuxian's hair scattered on his face, and subconsciously wanted to reach out.

"What are you doing!?" Zhang Guorong rushed over and grabbed Chen Li'an's finger and asked.

Chen Li'an looked like a little gangster who had been caught. He said with a slight embarrassment: "She just had bugs in her hair."

"I'm warning you, don't take advantage of Zu Xian!" Leslie Cheung looked at Chen Li'an seriously, like an old hen protecting its chickens.

Wang Zuxian turned her head and looked at Chen Li'an's hand held by Zhang Guorong. After thinking for a moment, she understood what had just happened. She felt a little strange in her heart. It couldn't be said to be annoying, but she wasn't shy either.

After all, Chen Li'an left a very good impression on her, mainly because his face was really lethal.

Chen Li'an withdrew his hand, met the gazes of Leslie Cheung and Wang Zuxian, shrugged his shoulders and said, "It's just a subconscious reaction, there is no other meaning."

Zhang Guorong snorted and pulled Chen Li'an to take him away from Wang Zuxian. Wang Zuxian had enough troubles now, and he didn't want Chen Li'an to get involved now.

Chen Li'an stood up speechlessly and complained softly next to Zhang Guorong: "Why are you guarding me as much as you are guarding against thieves? You know me, I never take the initiative."

"Haha. Do you believe it yourself?" Zhang Guorong sneered and dragged Chen Li'an away.

When passing by the sofa, Chen Li'an looked at the bag containing the photo frame and remembered that today's group photo had been developed.

"Wait a minute, where do you want to take me?" Chen Li'an broke away from Zhang Guorong's hand, then picked up the bag and said, "The photos I took this morning have been developed. Let me show you."

When it came to this, Zhang Guorong became interested. He put what had just happened behind him and said with interest: "Take it out and let me take a look. My photos must be better than yours."

Chen Li'an rolled his eyes at Zhang Guorong, took out the photo from the bag and handed it to him and said, "Don't be so confident. The gap between you and me is ten blocks away."

After hearing what Chen Li'an said, Wang Zuxian immediately became interested. She didn't know why he was so confident, so she quickly ran over to see how he took the picture of her.

Zhang Guorong took the photo and after taking a look at it, his first reaction was to put the photo he took in his pocket. It is really incomparable!

The picture he took of Wang Zuxian showed a forced smile as she was forced to go to work. The picture Chen Li'an took of Wang Zuxian had a faint glimmer of water in her eyes, as if it would slip away in the next second. There was a hint of sadness in her delicate facial features, but there was a hint of stability in the depths of her misty eyes. .

There is a beautiful woman who lives in a deep valley.

This is the word that comes to Zhang Guorong's mind. I really feel that the gap between myself and Chen Li'an in photography is too big. Fortunately, I am not bad in other aspects, otherwise my self-confidence will be really shaken.

Wang Zuxian trotted over and got next to Leslie Cheung. She was startled when she saw herself in the photo. She couldn't believe that the person in the photo was herself.

In the past few months, every time she looked in the mirror, she saw a face full of misery and trouble. Even when reporters secretly photographed herself, they used all kinds of derogatory words, and her appearance was mixed with praise and praise.

The world is very different, just like people who live in pigeon cages and people who live in villas.

Human aesthetics vary greatly, just like Chen Li'an sees Wang Zuxian as beautiful, but the melon-eating audience who are watching the joke see Wang Zuxian as a resentful woman.

Wang Zuxian raised her head and looked at Chen Li'an's side face shining in the sun, feeling moved in her heart. She had never realized that she had such a beautiful side in such a state.

It turns out that there are still people who can appreciate their own beauty without looking at it strangely.