these years

"Then let me talk about the script?" Du Yibing said.

Qiao Weidong clapped his hands.

Wang Lijun signaled him to speak.

"The story, it's from ancient times. One day, two monsters met for the first time. They were both beautiful and good-looking monsters. Gender? The gender hasn't been decided—"

Qiao Weidong was in a hurry: "How can we not make a decision?"

Du Yibing said, "Look, you're still in a hurry."

Qiao Weidong said: "Can I not be in a hurry? Gender directly determines whether I can act. If these are two female fairies, can I act?"

Du Yibing said: "Don't interrupt! Both of them have not decided their gender, so they started fighting, and the gender was determined by winning or losing. One of them, let's call him No. [-], No. [-] won, so he assumed a male form, and The other one, number two lost, he became neither male nor female, and followed number one, sometimes as a book boy, sometimes as a maid. Look at this plot, it’s so avant-garde, so philosophical, so gender-conscious—”

Qiao Weidong raised his hand: "I'll play number one!——Whoever plays number two, let's compete."

Wang Lijun laughed: "I'm not acting, Du Yibing is acting, I'm in charge of makeup!" After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hands to pinch Du Yibing's chubby face.

Du Yibing wanted to escape from the clutches of the clutches, and at the same time shouted: "Ah, this script is about the story of the two of them playing in the world and going through love-"

As soon as the script meeting ended, Du Yibing disappeared into the world immediately, and no one else saw him again.According to Qiao Weidong, it seems that he went to retreat for creation.Wang Lijun didn't bother to bother, he really didn't have any hope for the ghost story.After all, he studied as a student, Beijing opera is a traditional culture, and what he learned was "art comes from life".How can there be any ghosts in life?

And just after Du Yibing retreated for a few days, the summer vacation ended and school started.Wang Lijun changed into his school uniform, looked at his grimace in the mirror, and thought to himself, let's do it, I think there are really ghosts in this life.

As usual, he walks sideways, doesn't look up, doesn't look at people, and doesn't even look at people.Classes and classes, school and school, another day passes, life is so messy.

After school that day, Wang Lijun came out of the school gate, turned around and turned into an alley, and when he passed by the fifth house at the entrance of the alley, he buried his head deeper. The cousin of his fourth aunt lived here. She was very beautiful. I like her—but purely as a sibling.

Wang Lijun's head was almost stuck in his cavity, for fear of being seen by his cousin.He is very self-conscious, just looking at anyone with this face now, he can be caught and shot as a hooligan.

Thinking of this, his shoulder was suddenly slapped hard, Wang Lijun hurriedly buried his head, fearing that it would be another blind person who came to comfort him.

He lowered his head, turned around slowly, took a closer look from the corner of his eye, and found that it was Qiao Weidong, who was pushing his bicycle and smiling at him.

Wang Lijun made a "cut", turned his shoulders, and shook off the hand.

Qiao Weidong suppressed his smile and asked, "Brother Lijun, you are in a bad mood."

Wang Lijun just walked forward and didn't answer him.Qiao Weidong chased after him, step by step: "I guarantee that Bingzi is really asking about the folk prescription, he's only going to retreat for two days, and he will come out soon—"

Wang Lijun smiled bitterly, and stopped: "Dongdong, don't mention it, let's rest."

The two were speechless for a while, and walked forward in silence. When they were approaching the corner, Qiao Weidong suddenly said: "Brother, don't feel bad. Although there are always bad things, we must see good things."

Wang Lijun asked: "What is a good thing?"

Qiao Weidong said: "For example, I think your facial features are beautiful, you don't always see those, those bad things..."

Wang Lijun was about to cry: "I don't want to watch it, but other people only pay attention to bad things, not good things."

Qiao Weidong hurriedly spat: "Those people are scum, we are different from them."

Wang Lijun didn't feel comforted, but felt that Qiao Weidong's philosophy was about to catch up with Du Yibing's, maybe he could be an educator in the future.Seeing that he was about to reach the Wang family compound, he said, "Stop nagging, I'm here, go home quickly, ah."

Qiao Weidong responded, "Hey."

Wang Lijun walked to the door, pushed hard, but the door remained motionless, and leaned closer to the crack to listen, as if the master was lecturing again.He turned back to the corner and sighed: "Hold your back a little bit, the master closed the door and beat the dog, and you have to climb over the wall to get in again."

Qiao Weidong was standing under the wall. Hearing this, he quickly squatted down and asked, "May I help you?"

Wang Lijun said: "No need—kung fu is not learned for nothing." Before he finished speaking, he stepped on Qiao Weidong's knee, clapped his hands, and flew up the wall.He stepped onto the wall and sat firmly, and said to Qiao Weidong, "Hey, I have a schoolbag."

Qiao Weidong seemed sane after being photographed, and then he realized that he quickly handed over his schoolbag.

Wang Lijun took the schoolbag and was about to get off the wall, then turned to him and said, "Go home quickly, don't keep wandering around outside." After speaking, he turned and jumped.

Qiao Weidong watched him go, and said softly, "Hey."

In the third week after the start of school, 20 days before the drama festival, "Liaozhai: The Evil of the Sea" was officially disqualified from performing.

The director said, Du Yibing, look at the script you wrote, it's not healthy.

Du Yibing said, is the third class next door "Poison Killing" healthy?

The director said, don't just look at the name, how high the theme is!Advocating the protection of the environment is much higher than if you don't know, you just know how to make a love story, ah, it's not about men and women after all.Yes, the art trend has just passed, and now we are advocating the blossoming of literary and artistic works, but if I let you on stage and cause public opinion problems, who will be responsible for this?

Qiao Weidong is on the side, I lose!

The director said, what a fart you are.

When he came out of the office, Du Yibing was annoyed: ""Poisonous Killing" is obviously a horror movie under the guise of advocating environmental protection, can this be okay?"

Qiao Weidong comforted: "Then let's make a cover, so what, uh, like promoting family planning or something."

Du Yibing rolled his eyes.

Knowing the news, Wang Lijun hurried over to appease the two.

Qiao Weidong said: "I don't have anything to do—I haven't acted in anything anyway." After speaking, he sighed and squatted on the ground.Wang Lijun looked at him, and felt that he was curled up with a big tall man, and his sullen look was very distressing.

Du Yibing waved his hand: "Forget it, it's boring, it's really boring."

Wang Lijun said: "Bingzi, don't be discouraged, I'm waiting for you to become a big director in the future and make Peking Opera movies for our theater." Even he himself didn't believe this nonsense.

Obviously Du Yibing didn't believe it either: "Come on, he's a great director. My dad is the director of a film studio. He gets 250 yuan for an episode of a TV series. The problem is not only to get it, but also to send gifts to invite dinner. Qiqi Eighty-eight deductions, what is the remaining salary."

Qiao Weidong was still squatting, with his hands wrapped around his knees, and his mouth was turning over: "Isn't that enough for you to show off? My dad only earns a few dozen yuan for a month of hard work."

Wang Lijun leaned against the fountain: "My theater doesn't make much money in a month, and there are still so many mouths waiting to eat."

Du Yibing said: "You two are really worthless, you know, working in Guangdong for a few months is worth a few thousand yuan, and working in Hong Kong is worth tens of thousands of yuan!"

Frightened by this, Wang Lijun almost jumped into the fountain. He asked, "Are you planning to drop out of school and go to work?"

Du Yibing said, "Ang."

Wang Lijun said: "My feudal opera troupe now requires apprentices to learn culture. What's the matter with you dropping out of school?"

Qiao Weidong said: "This can't be done. My dad said that the new era is developing rapidly. No matter what, you have to have a high school diploma."

Du Yibing disdained: "Not only me, but also my little six sons. Isn't it just to make a fortune and make a lot of money by studying? If you can make a fortune by going other ways, why bother studying? Anyway, I have already decided, I want to go to Shenzhen to work hard."

Du Yibing left on his own, leaving Joe and Wang looking at each other, not knowing what to do.

That night, Father Wang and Father Qiao broke their promises one after another, uncharacteristically, and made demands on Qiao Weidong and Wang Lijun.

Father Wang said that it would be a waste of time to study for one more year, Juner, we have already agreed with the cross talk club next door, next month on the [-]th day of the zodiac, I will send you there to learn from a teacher, and your body will slowly grow. Can't be barren.

Qiao's father said that they had already found a job for Qiao Dongdong in a textile factory in the suburbs of Beijing. After working for one year, he would be able to leave production and study at a vocational college. It is true that it is better to save the country with a curve than to be admitted to any school.

Wang Lijun said, I will never learn cross talk even if I die.This is the truth.Although they are all low-level, those who should be disgusted have to be disgusted.

Qiao Weidong said, I want to study!This is a lie.He really can't understand the book, but he still wants to play in school for two years. He feels that he is still a child, and he is still far away from working to make money.

That night, Wang Lijun made a direct call to Du's house.

He asked: "Have you made arrangements with Xiaoliuzi over there? I can't stay in Beijing anymore, and my family forces me to learn cross talk. Is that something decent people do? If you don't want to do that, I plan to go with you." Guangdong is raising it and making some money by the way, and everything will be discussed after the body recovers."

Du Yibing repeatedly agreed, he wished to drag a few more people into the water.

Qiao Weidong directly crossed the yard and ran to Du Yibing's room to look for him: "Bing, tell me, is Guangdong fun?"

Du Yibing immediately boasted: "It's fun, why not? It's quite fun. If you play it well, you might be able to go directly to Hong Kong. That's awesome."

Qiao Weidong was deeply fooled, and readily decided to go with him.

Next, the three asked their families for money on the grounds that the drama creation urgently needed capital injection. Twenty days later, a group of people smuggled their luggage with a total of 20 yuan. They left home on the day of the "Hundred Flowers Cup" drama festival and met Luo Xiaoliuzi at the train station.To their surprise, Luo Xiaoliuzi also took his cousin Zhong Weihong with him.

Zhong Weihong is an apple-faced girl with two braids.Xiaoliuzi said that she used to work in a food factory and was always harassed by the director. When she got angry, she gathered some brothers in the yard to beat the director up.Now that the factory couldn't tolerate her, she simply resigned and quit, and she listened to the bragging of the little six, so she made up her mind to go to Guangdong with her cousin to make a lot of money.

The first time they saw Zhong Weihong, she smiled, to show her friendliness, she looked very sweet.

Du Yibing thought to himself, if I make a movie, let her play the heroine...

Wang Lijun thought, why is her skin so good, is she not using cream?

Little Six thought, I'm going to become a millionaire!

Only Qiao Weidong has no daydreams, he always thinks about few things.In fact, thinking very little is quite possibly his greatest strength.

When I got into the car, all the heroines, creams, and million-dollar households disappeared in smoke.It was a wild and chaotic scene. Some people were greeting each other, some were fetching hot water, and some were beating their children. Qiao Weidong put in all his troubles to pack his luggage, but the little boy was stared at countless times for grabbing the seat. Get under the seat, where he will sleep for days.

Qiao Weidong was very happy. He complied with the situation and soon found a place to lie down, under the seat opposite to Wang Lijun.

There was a whistle, the train started, white steam flew in from the window, people on and off the train waved to each other, and there were countless voices for a while.Qiao Weidong bent his arms and rested his head on it. He looked at Wang Lijun with a straightforward and lovely expression.

Amidst the noise, he tried to talk: "I'm so excited!"

Wang Lijun also bent his arm, pillowed it on his hand, and faced Qiao Weidong fixedly.Those eyes are round and round, black and white are very distinct, and the corners of the eyes do not need to be raised[1], they are naturally slanted and flying, showing the strong vitality of the owner.He was sixteen, so young, he expected everything and was afraid of nothing.

The train started to move, Wang Lijun fell asleep at some point, Qiao Weidong was still dreaming about the future, Little Six was arguing with someone, Du Yibing and Zhong Weihong were peeling apples.

They left Beijing on this day, and it took a long time for some to return, and for some never to return.

[1] Hanging eyebrows: the makeup method of Peking Opera actors.