My artist wants to quit the entertainment industry every day

Chapter 204 He Keeps Happiness to Himself, and All Sadness to Readers (Please Subscribe! Please Ask for a Monthly Pass!)

"How many people? What dishes did you order?"

After He Jiong finished answering the phone and came out, Huang Lei asked.

He Jiong suppressed a smile and said, "One said to have fish, one said to have meat, and the last said to have rice!"

Huang Lei was stunned for a moment. What kind of request is this? It's too weird, too simple, right?
One season has passed, and he has never heard of such a simple guest.

"Are you kidding, Jiongjiong?" Huang Lei asked.

Chi Yu and Zhang Zifeng also looked at He Jiong, and they also felt that this request was not normal.

It is equivalent to saying: "You can cook whatever ingredients you have at home, cook whatever you want, and we can eat whatever you want."

Please give me ten such guests!

"I'm really not joking, this is what they said, and I confirmed it twice!" He Jiong couldn't laugh or cry himself.

"Teacher He, who are they?" Chi Yu asked.

He Jiong shook his head: "I didn't hear it. But I don't feel like someone in the entertainment industry."

"Not from the entertainment circle? Impossible, who could it be?" Huang Lei frowned.

"Could it be those people involved in sports?" Chi Yu said.

He Jiong shook his head again, but he didn't directly deny it: "It's hard to say. I feel like I heard the voice of one of them somewhere, but I can't remember it at all."

The four of them looked at each other, and suddenly became inexplicably nervous.

Where did the program group invite?
They couldn't help being nervous.

If they are people in the entertainment industry, they are basically in the same industry. Even if they are completely newcomers, they can deal with it easily.

But if they are not from the entertainment industry, the program team will invite them. Generally speaking, they are probably relatively good people in a certain industry.

When you receive them, you will be cautious.

Since he couldn't figure it out, Huang Lei slapped his thigh: "Whoever he is. We have beautiful mountains and rivers, and a good place. When friends come, they have good wine. If the jackal comes, there are shotguns to greet it!"

After finishing speaking, I went back to the house to take a shower.

It was late at night, and soon everyone slept for the first time in the mushroom house in the second season.

……

At about ten o'clock the next day, the guests of the first period arrived.

When they saw who it was, everyone in Mushroom House was even more surprised.

It turned out to be three writers, Zhi'an, Yu Hua and Mo Yan!

Zhi'an may know relatively little. He is a scholar-type writer who graduated from the Department of Stomatology of Beijing Medical College (now the School of Dentistry of Peking University School of Medicine), and later worked as a freelance writer.

His works include "Farewell", "Seeing Paintings", "Zhou Zuoren Biography", "Examination of Divine Fist" and so on.

As for Yu Hua and Mo Yan, it is estimated that there are not many faces in Huaguo, but many people know their names.

In terms of literature, the two can be regarded as current domestic bigwigs.

In the field of film and television, one is widely loved by readers because of "Red Sorghum" and the other because of "To Live".

These three, Zhi'an's reputation is relatively small, and the other two have created a lot of hot spots in the past two years.

Mo Yan's three-in-a-row stalk has been played out of hand.

Especially Yu Hua, a writer who lives by "To Live", has no appendix, and is not very literate. Fuck, the writing is really good... It is said that he keeps the happiness for himself and the sadness for the readers.

"Teacher Zhi'an! Teacher Yu Hua! Teacher Mo Yan! How could it be you!"

He Jiong said in amazement: "What a surprise, we were thinking about who it would be last night, but we couldn't imagine that it would be the three of you!"

"Welcome! Welcome!" Huang Lei hurriedly stepped forward to say hello.

"Hello, three teachers!" Chi Yu took Zhang Zifeng with him, and the two of them were trembling.

Seeing these three, especially Yu Hua, inexplicably recalled the fear of being dominated by reading comprehension in high school, and the memory of his novels being recommended more than once by his classmates.

"It's really good, you chose this place, it's really good, the air is good, and the scenery is good." Zhi'an said with a smile.

"right."

After calling the three of them to sit in the gazebo, He Jiong asked, "Why do the three teachers have time to come to us? It's really a surprise!"

"We don't have any serious work, so we just came here." Zhi'an said bluntly.

"The program team told me that there is something to eat and play here, so I came here." Mo Yan said.

But Yu Hua said, "They told me that Mo Yan was coming too, so I was the same. He came, so I had to go too. Then he came."

The answer of the three people is a bit nonsensical.

"Teacher Mo Yan, when you came today, we felt that the entire dimension wall was broken." He Jiong mentioned a meme about Mo Yan.

Mo Yan also smiled: "Frankly speaking, your Dimensional Wall confuses me all of a sudden. What is a Dimensional Wall? I immediately went through it in my brain, and I also understood."

"This show of yours also broke my dimensional wall, thank you."

Everyone then laughed.

At this time, Huang Lei was talking to Zhang Zifeng who was pretending to be a little transparent, so she trembled: "Mr. Mo Yan, the pressure to talk to you is too great. After all, you are the master of the Nobel Prize!"

"Don't be pressured, you have to learn from those childhood friends in my hometown."

Mo Yan said with a pleasant face: "I remember that when I just won the award a few years ago, reporters often visited them in our village, and they frankly mentioned my baby name and said, what is he, he is not as good as me in his studies since childhood." Well, you can't beat me in a fight, and you can't work as well as me."

"I remember a very humorous childhood friend of mine said that if the Nobel Prize was a hoeing prize, he would definitely win it."

"So don't put any pressure on me. I'm just an ordinary person. I definitely don't know many things you know. Of course, I may have a little more experience than you in terms of dancing and writing, so let's learn from each other. .”

This literati speaks, indeed paragraph by paragraph, as if telling a story.

"It's really good here. It's just like what's written in the book poems, living in a poetic way."

Yu Hua looked at the scenery outside the courtyard and said, "The fields below, the pond in the distance, the surrounding villages and mountains are like a painting."

"Well, our country is really a different place, with different scenery. The small bridges and flowing water in the south are beautiful, and the lonely smoke in the desert in the north is equally spectacular." Zhi'an said.

"The things written by authors from different regions also have a strong topographical color." Huang Lei said.

"Is such that."

Yu Hua said: "You are like Mo Yan and Zhi'an. Mo Yan's Gaomi Township has a strong rural atmosphere, while Zhi'an is from the capital, and everything is like a Beijing roast duck, piece by piece. "

"Beijing roast duck, piece by piece?" Zhang Zifeng muttered after listening to his description.

Chi Yu explained to her in a low voice: "Isn't the Beijing roast duck sliced ​​into pieces? They seem to be very small, but when put together, you can tell that it is a whole roast duck, and it tastes delicious."

"Yes, that's what it means."

Yu Hua nodded when she heard Chi Yu's words, and then said, "Writing is actually more affected by the living environment when I was a child."

"It's just like human beings. For example, if Huang Lei likes to cook, he will gain weight easily..."

Huang Lei didn't expect that Keng came to him suddenly.

But his now increasingly strong body is indeed powerless to refute.

After chatting for a while, He Jiong began to arrange work.

"Three teachers, we are like this. The mushroom house has to be self-reliant, so if we want to eat dinner, we have to work." He Jiong said.

"What's the matter with work, we are all people who have done work." Zhi'an said.

Mo Yan thought for a while: "I haven't done farm work for many years. It's okay to experience it."

"Go ahead. What are you doing?" Yu Hua was more direct.

"In this way, the few of us will be divided into two groups."

He Jiong said: "All the way, go and mow some grass for Tianba and Diandian over there. You have seen Tianba and Diandian just now."

"Do you still want to feed the sheep? I thought I could roast a whole sheep." Yu Hua said.

"Teacher Yu Hua, you want to go with me!" Huang Lei also slapped his thigh, and then the two looked at each other with a smile and gave a high five.

"It's true that roasted whole lamb is delicious. I remember eating it a few times before. It tastes good and makes me nostalgic." Mo Yan said.

Zhi'an smiled, he said relatively little.

"Who are these people! He wants to eat our family as soon as he comes up!"

He Jiong was speechless, and then continued to arrange: "For the mowing wave, we will hand it over to the two children, Chi Yu and his sister. Then the three teachers will work with us in groups of two."

Huang Lei nodded: "Yes, we five older ones, let's do some easy work."

"Easy life is good! I like easy work. If you let me sit here drinking water and watch the sun blow the wind all day, that would be even better!" Yu Hua drank water.

"We are going to conduct a field survey of national conditions, so we need to visit local villagers." Huang Lei explained their task.

"Understood, it's the same as we used to collect folk songs." Yu Hua said.

Afterwards, the second elder of Mushroom House took the three writers to go shopping.

And Chi Yu and Zhang Zifeng, carrying baskets on their backs, were leisurely in the fields in the mountains. They said they were mowing grass, but in fact they were just playing, and then they cut some grass and picked some flowers back.

After all, it is to live a poetic dwelling, not an exhausting life.

Time flows slowly in this relaxed and casual atmosphere.

……

When a writer came to the Mushroom House, the topic turned to literature in large numbers. This was not an easy task for the other three members of the Mushroom House.

Fortunately, there is some time to spare, and I can always catch their words.

Most of the time, just work, then eat, add a little entertainment, and finally rest.

"Your show is too cool, isn't it?"

In the morning, Yu Hua was sitting in the gazebo drinking tea. Seeing Chi Yu coming back from jogging, Yu Hua smiled and said, "If I saw you guys so comfortable back then, I would probably have thought of becoming an artist too."

"Mr. Yu Hua, do you really start writing because you don't like pulling out teeth and feel comfortable with those people in the cultural center?" Chi Yu has never believed this argument.

Because it's too condescending.

If it is true, it can only show that it seems that it is easier for those who study medicine to start the road of writing.

For example, Brother Xun, Yu Hua, Zhian, and Feng Tang all studied medicine at the beginning and became writers later.

"it is true."

Yu Hua nodded with a smile: "I was really tired of pulling out teeth when I came here. You know, it wasn't like now. People who usually come to pull out teeth have reached the point where they have to be pulled out. I might I have said more than once that the mouth is the most unsightly place in the world I have ever seen."

He said that at that time, he had already had 1 teeth extracted in his five-year career as a dentist!
It has been pulled out a little numb.

"When I was working at that time, I often saw a person on the street outside the window looking very leisurely, as if nothing happened, and I was very envious of this kind of life."

"I once asked him what he did, and he replied that he worked in a cultural center."

Yu Hua said: "As soon as I heard it, my heart was moved, and I asked, how can I work in the cultural center. He told me that it would be fine if I could draw, play musical instruments, or write!"

At that time, the cultural center was indeed like this.

Especially in the 80s, terms such as cultural person and intellectual are still a kind of commendatory terms in the general sense in society.

"So you started writing novels?"

Chi Yu said: "Are you still struggling for a long time like Brother Xun?"

"Haha, I remembered, the Brother Xun you played is really good. When I close my eyes now, when I think of the three words, Brother Xun, what comes to mind is your appearance."

Yu Hua said with a smile, "There's also the part about writing "Diary of a Madman" on TV. As a novel writer, I cried watching it. It's so dreamy and beautiful!"

Chi Yu smiled: "It's all done by the director and screenwriter."

Yu Hua didn't talk about it again, he said about turning around: "At that time when I went home, I felt that painting and musical instruments must not be the talent for me. I thought about it before and after, or I would just write!"

This thought is really random enough.

The simplest method of elimination.

Then he said that after you decide to write, you should practice writing hard. First, find a "People's Literature" to see when to use colons, when to use commas, and when to use periods, and then start writing.

It was smooth at first.

He started to submit manuscripts to the top literary magazines such as "Harvest" and "People's Literature".

It is estimated to be an exaggeration.

Finally, it succeeded, and later, there was "Alive"!
Even Mo Yan commented on his former roommate in this way: "Yu Hua is the writer who writes the least and makes the most money. He is a genius!"

Of course, Yu Hua also commented on Mo Yan's "Life and Death Fatigue" in reverse: "Fuck! The writing is really good! Crap!"

……

"Fuck! Chi Yu is so handsome! Crap!"

When the first version of the trailer of "Slaying the Wolf 2" came out.

People watched the trailer, only a few shots appeared, but the handsome Chi Yu not only left behind Yu Hua's barrage.

"Why no play? No, this is another scam movie, right?"

In the trailer, there is no play scene for Chi Yu, so some people began to mutter in their hearts, could it be a trick to sell dog meat?

After all, there are too many such things.

There are movies, novels, and more.

But more, looking forward to the next trailer.

In fact, although this may not be Chi Yu's first fighting drama (if it is a trick), it must be Chi Yu's first modern drama.

The three-piece suit in the trailer alone is enough to make fans excited.

It has to be said that the announcement and distribution party has a firm grasp of the audience's mind, and also a firm control of the traffic password.

And a week later, when the second trailer came out, the audience had a collective orgasm.

Of course, these are things to follow.

Now everyone is just watching the trailer in the mushroom house when they are not recording the show.

Although the three writers are old, they are still full of energy. They sit in the pavilion, blowing the mountain breeze, drinking a little wine, free and easy.

"Is playing and filming fun?" Yu Hua asked.

Chi Yu grinned: "If you're talking about the punch-to-the-flesh fighting style in the movie Slaying the Wolf just now, it's really cool. If it's that kind of slow motion, I don't think it's interesting."

"Punch to the flesh?" Mo Yan looked over.

Just as Chi Yu was about to say something, He Jiong said, "The three of you may not know, but I heard from Wu Jing that he himself broke several bones while filming this movie, and Chi Yu also cracked two ribs."

"hiss!"

Zhi'an gasped: "The ribs are cracked, doesn't it hurt?"

Chi Yu nodded, then shook his head again: "During the beating, to be honest, I didn't feel any pain, but after the filming was over and when I was applying safflower oil, I realized that my ribs hurt, and I didn't know until I took the film that two ribs were cracked. "

"It's also desperate enough." Yu Hua said.

Huang Lei said with emotion: "There are fewer and fewer actors working hard now. Otherwise, when you watch TV, the scenes are getting more and more gorgeous?"

"Of the old Hong Kong movies, I like watching Cheng Long the most."

Yu Hua said: "Especially those behind-the-scenes Easter eggs are very interesting to watch. You can see his various desperate ways, and the one who jumped from a tall building, just looking at it is scary."

"Movies, everyone wants to see something that exceeds the limits of human beings."

Chi Yu smiled: "If it's always those parents who are short-tempered, I guess everyone won't want to go to the cinema. It's similar to your writing novels, and it's always higher than life itself."

"It makes sense, have a drink!"

Yu Hua said: "I found it very interesting to talk to you. You remind me of the singer Li Jian, and his words are also very interesting."

Li Jian, that's the Li Jian who you think of the situation in Xulia.

According to rumors in the world, Li Jian and Yu Hua are good friends who go both ways.

Every time Yu Hua told Li Jian what book he was reading recently, Li Jian would start reading it immediately, and then the next time the two met, he would be able to chat.

And when Li Jian released a new song, Yu Hua was also his most loyal fan friend.

"Li Jian is very interesting. He participated in "I am the King of Singer" on Mango Channel before. Although he did not get the title of singer, he won the title of Duan Zi Wang." He Jiong said.

"Haha, I remember there is also a male god in long johns." Yu Hua reminded.

"Yes, yes, there is also the male god in long johns."

"Hahahaha!"

Everyone was chatting in the pavilion in the mountain wind. At this time, the phone rang in the house.

"Teacher He, I'll pick it up." Chi Yu stood up on his own initiative.

"Brother, I'll go with you." Zhang Zifeng was about to sit still.

She is like the kind of child who, when a group of guests came to the house when she was a child, and the adults were often able to chat late at night, she sat next to everyone, unable to say a word, and finally fell asleep.

"This pair of brothers and sisters really look like that." Zhi'an said.

"It's okay to be late, this kid is too calm."

Yu Hua said, "I've seen some people who are about his age, and even older ones, in their [-]s and [-]s, and they still talk about the boys until they die as teenagers, but they act at the kindergarten level."

"What is a boy?"

"I think that Chi Yu's behavior is truly juvenile."

Chi Yu didn't hear Yu Hua's praise.

At this moment, he was temporarily absent-minded because of the voice coming from the microphone.

　The book friend asked, is the popularity not in a hurry?Really urgent. . .During this period, the amount of updates has decreased and the popularity has decreased.In addition, the results of the book were not very good at the beginning.At present, 500 are ordered, which is barely justified. .Then, it was the first time I wrote such a long one. . . . . .In short, I am trying to write, to write a complete novel with hundreds of characters.Then, thanks to those who support friends! ! !Thanks to Brother Cai for the monthly pass of 118119! ! !
　　
　
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