Golden Boy

Yao Zhicheng is doing administrative work in a university. Although he is busy, his life is stable and regular. Therefore, many contacts and alumni associations between classmates are made by Lao Yao.

This day was Yao Zhicheng's wife's 30th birthday. Yao Zhicheng held a few banquets in a hotel near his home, and all the guests were close relatives and friends.The couple not only celebrated their birthdays, but also told everyone that they had been married for three years, and they were finally ready to have a baby.

Su Pei and He Yiming were at the same table, but someone recognized He Yiming during the dinner. Several men were more enthusiastic than women, chatting around He Yiming all the time, talking about the current investment and employment.

He Yiming knew that there would be no chance to chat with Su Pei alone tonight, so he greeted Yao Zhicheng and left early.

Before leaving, He Yiming asked Su Pei: "What arrangements do you have for the New Year's Day holiday?"

Su Pei said, "I'm not sure yet. Maybe I'll take Cookie out for a while."

He Yiming looked at him and said, "How about my place? I built a farm in the suburbs. The air is also good. Go and stay for a few nights."

Su Pei is actually not in the mood to go out for fun.

The crew of "Rongcheng Confidential" hasn't contacted him for the past few days, and he gradually began to worry about the final payment.I don't know what will happen until New Year's Day.

Now that He Yiming asked him, he could only vaguely say, "See what happened then. Maybe my mother still has something to do."

He Yiming nodded: "Then we'll talk about it then."

After the banquet, Su Pei and Yao Zhicheng went to the teahouse to chat and drink tea to relieve the alcohol.

Su Pei likes Yao Zhicheng very much.Yao Zhicheng was at the same level as him, and had been a roommate for a while.So he has known Yao Zhicheng longer than He Yiming.

He likes Yao Zhicheng differently from He Yiming.Having been friends with He Yiming for so many years, he always felt that He Yiming couldn't catch him.Yao Zhicheng is different, Yao Zhicheng will always be a reliable old Yao.

"You and Xiaoliu are so nice. We met after graduation, we got married after two years of dating, and we had children after three years of marriage. The time is neither too fast nor too slow. Everything is stable." Su Pei said with admiration.

Yao Zhicheng smiled and said, "If you were me, you wouldn't be able to live my life. I'm a happiness without freedom. Besides, my pressure is only starting now. God knows how much it costs to raise a child now!"

When the word money was mentioned, Su Pei's heart twitched.He couldn't help but tell Yao Zhicheng about his distress—his current financial situation is not optimistic, and he can't save money no matter what.

Yao Zhicheng asked him if he needed help with turnover.Su Pei said: "I don't need it for now. But if the crew doesn't settle the bill for me in two months, I might have to borrow some from you."

Yao Zhicheng said straightforwardly, "No problem." He and Su Pei have always been friends who help each other without saying anything.Because of this, he can say something to Su Pei directly: "You are making a lot of money as a screenwriter now, you really should change your spending habits, don't spend money extravagantly."

Su Pei gets a headache when he mentions this, he knows that he has this problem, spending money is not enough for his brain.But recently he has started to keep accounts, and he is also trying to save some unnecessary expenses.

"Some are really hard to save. The monthly mortgage has to be repaid, and there are small cookies. The private tuition and accommodation fees are taken care of by my mother, and I also need to subsidize them. Taking dance lessons and swimming lessons outside the school is a must. The most basic..."

Su Pei suddenly stopped, he felt as if he had said exactly the same thing to someone not long ago.A flash of light and a pair of hands holding him suddenly flashed in his vague memory.

Su Pei covered his face, he remembered, he said that to He Yiming on the night when He Yiming came to the set and was drunk.

"Su Pei?" Yao Zhicheng saw that his expression was not right.

Su Pei said: "It's nothing. The main reason is that this industry is like this, and there are too many variables. I can only hope that the next crew will not have so many moths."

Yao Zhicheng said, "Have you ever thought about asking He Yiming for help?"

Su Pei responded like a conditioned reflex: "No need!"

Yao Zhicheng didn't expect Su Pei's reaction to be so great.He, Su Pei, and He Yiming are friends since college.

In Yao Zhicheng's view, Su Pei is easy to accept everyone, he never presupposes that a person is a bad person, and he is so naive as to be undefended.

But He Yiming's vigilance is much heavier.Yao Zhicheng once wondered if He Yiming had a system to silently rate his friends. Once his score was too low, he would be eliminated from his circle of friends.

So if there must be a close relationship, he will be more open to Su Pei and care more about Su Pei.

He knew that it was not easy for Su Pei in the past few years, so he sincerely helped out with ideas and hoped that Su Pei could relax.

"Why? He Yiming's company is expanding rapidly now, so it must recruit people. If you go to his company, he will take care of you. You don't have to be so tired." Yao Zhicheng said.

Su Pei said in a low voice, "That's really impossible."

Yao Zhicheng asked: "Is it because you can't save face? At least two of the classmates I know went to He Yiming's place. Do you remember Zhang Lun? Those who didn't get along with He Yiming before went to his place now. It is said that the treatment It’s not bad. You only need to say a word to He Yiming, that’s the strongest referral.”

Su Pei laughed twice: "It's not a matter of face. I know He Yiming so well, why should I care about face..."

Yao Zhicheng said, "Yes, it's been so many years."

Su Pei said: "It's because of our old friends for so many years. I think it's better to keep work as work and friends as friends. It's better to be pure."

He said to Yao Zhicheng again: "If it really comes to the end of the mountain, I will go to He Yiming for help."

Hearing what he said, Yao Zhicheng felt relieved, and said, "It's best if you think so, don't push yourself too hard."

Su Pei smiled and nodded.

fraud.he said in his heart.It's not a matter of face, it's a matter of man's face.He just couldn't bear to beg He Yiming to give him a job, and he still had to be brave.

The more He Yiming is not optimistic about his screenwriting job, the more he cannot give up easily.

It's ridiculous to say that he always thinks that he can write a script with super high ratings, and then he can concentrate on writing novels after he has a good income.

In the eyes of others, this kind of success cannot be compared with He Yiming's career at all, but for him, if he can persevere until Little Cookie becomes an adult, it is a victory.

In the next two weeks, Su Pei has been revising and revising his new novel, starting to write the second half again, hoping to send it to the editor for review by the publishing house soon.But he was a little impatient because there was no news from the crew.

On the weekend before New Year's Day, Su Pei took the little cookie home, and then worked in the study, and didn't go to sleep until after twelve o'clock.

Early the next morning, Su Pei was woken up by a clanging sound.He lay in bed and listened for a while, and realized that the sound was coming from the kitchen.

He lifted the quilt and rushed to the kitchen: "Su Yao!"

Little Cookie rebelled in the kitchen.The coffee machine was on, a lot of coffee powder was sprinkled on the cooking table, the gas stove was also on, the blue flame was beating, and it was unknown what was cooking in the pot.

Su Pei turned off the fire with a stride.He rarely got angry with Cookie, and asked loudly, "What are you doing?"

Little Cookie had an aggrieved face: "I'm making you breakfast!"

Seeing that she wasn't burned, Su Pei felt relieved.He slowly tidied up the kitchen and said, "You should sleep in on the day off and make breakfast."

He didn't sleep well last night, and now he still has some headaches.

The pot boiled white water eggs, and the coffee was poorly brewed.Su Pei fished out the eggs and made coffee again.

Little Cookie sat at the dining table and said, "It's what the school asked us to do. Make breakfast with my parents on weekends, and then write a small diary."

Su Pei said, "Why are there so many incidents in your school?"

He poured milk on the cookies, peeled the eggs, and threw her a bag of bread.

He himself drinks only a cup of coffee in the morning, eats two slices of bread, and doesn't even want eggs.He thinks boiled eggs have a fishy smell.

Little Cookie said while drinking milk: "Our school has a lot of things to do. There are parent-child tasks almost every week..."

She recalled: "When you were away, you still gardened with your parents, took small travel videos with your parents, did small experiments with your parents, and wrote experimental reports. Grandma doesn't know how to do small experiments. Bought one."

Su Pei remembered that when he was working outside, the messages that Little Cookie sent him every day were "Daddy, good night, come back early."

Behind the information, Little Cookie's daily life, in fact, he can't participate in it.

"The school asks you to cook breakfast with your parents, not by yourself." Su Pei said.

Little Cookie whispered: "Grandma said that you came home early because you were too tired. I want you to sleep more and rest more when you come back."

Su Pei felt as if he had been hit in the chest, his throat suddenly became blocked and he was unable to speak.He took a sip of coffee before saying, "Rinse the cup after drinking the milk."

He got up and went back to his room, closed the door tightly, and then directly called a producer of "Rongcheng Confidential".

The call is connected.

The voice on the other side was fake enthusiasm: "Mr. Su? Hello, hello, I haven't contacted you for a while, what's the matter..."

Su Pei took a breath of anger, and he lowered his voice hoarsely: "Listen well, don't give me such a fucking hypocrisy, hypocrisy, and disgusting trick. You know that the crew shouldn't fire me, but you kicked me out just to calm things down. No problem, anyway, I don’t want to stay in that smoky crew, and I can’t stand it any longer. I’m leaving and I’m going to be quiet. My only request now is to settle the balance, to settle the final payment..."

"Ms. Su, I said, you don't have to worry, it's just that the crew is a little nervous now..."

Su Pei stopped him: "Don't talk. Don't say that funds are tight. My final payment is just a drop in the bucket for your investment, and it's not enough for my draft fee to put pressure on the crew."

He took a breath, and the other party was still explaining something.

Su Pei continued to speak, his voice was calmer, but deeper.

"I'm a past writer, and now I'm carrying a mortgage, credit card debt, and divorced. You can imagine my emotions..."

"Now, please follow my train of thought and imagine. A writer who once published a best-selling novel, because of the decline of physical publishing and life forced to become a screenwriter, disappeared in the eyes of the public. Readers have not seen his new book for many years, nor I heard about him. Suddenly one day, he committed suicide."

"Many people immediately remembered the author's name, remembered that they had bought his novel when they were in middle school and college, and remembered how much they liked this novel ten years ago. How they shared this novel with their classmates and friends, There are so many good memories in it..."

"So they all asked what a pity and heartache, why did he commit suicide? Why is it so painful to be a screenwriter?"

"At this time, the writer's family will publish his suicide note. In the suicide note, he tells his family how much he cherishes this work and hopes that this work will bring changes in his life, but in the end all he faces is despair. He will put this This suicide note is very touching—everyone who reads this suicide note will feel sorry, and then become even more angry at the crew who owed the payment...Can you imagine that scene?"

"If you think about it, I think it's interesting how much readers like writers who commit suicide. If you haven't heard it yet, I can tell you directly that if I don't see the final payment before January, I will be dead. It will also make your drama unsold."

Su Pei finished the long paragraph in one breath.

The producer of the crew was silent for a moment on the other end of the phone, and said, "Mr. Su, this is not enough, is it?"

Su Pei said, "As for."

He hung up the phone.

Su Pei stood on the spot holding the phone.

He felt that he never had suicidal thoughts, not even in the most difficult times.But he was chattering just now, and now he hung up the phone, he seemed too excited, his hands were still trembling, and his heart almost jumped out.

"father!"

He suddenly heard Little Cookie calling him outside the door.

The author has something to say: Teacher Su: I am too difficult.