Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 182 Rogue?Blind flow?
Anyone who has been to Shanghai in February knows it!

The next day, He Ping woke up from the cold.

He hasn't experienced this feeling for a long time since his family built a new house.Through the Internet, netizens of later generations know how nourishing the winter of the Northeast is, wearing short sleeves at home and licking ice cream.

Although He Ping's house is not as warm as later generations, at least he will not be woken up by the cold. This kind of experience was only experienced by him when he traveled to live in those two earthen houses at the beginning.

"Alas! After working hard for several years, I returned to Jie F overnight." He Ping struggled to get out of the bed and put on slightly damp clothes.

Last night, I drank a lot of rice wine when I had dinner with Bi Likui and Li Zhun, and I went to bed after returning home without feeling cold.

The alcohol was gone in the morning, and I couldn't feel the temperature at all when I put on the clothes, and the quilt was all wet.

Is it necessary to rely on drinking to fight the cold for a while, He Ping thought with some despair in his heart.

Within 5 minutes of getting up, He Ping couldn't stay in the room anymore.No, I have to find a place to be warm.

He Ping took the first draft of the script that Li Zhun gave him last night and the temporary pass to the Shanghai Film Studio that Bi Likui gave him, and walked out of the guest house.

All he could think about was to find a warm place, but when he walked out of the gate of Shanghai Film Studio, he found that he had no clue about the strange city in front of him.

He Ping hesitated for a while at the gate of Shanghai Film Studio, and found that today's weather is not bad, with plenty of sun.So he walked to the gate and squatted on the curb by the wall to bask in the sun.

Not to mention, the outdoors are much stronger than the indoors. There is plenty of sunshine. Although the temperature is low, it is neither windy nor cold. The sun is warm on the body, just to remove the moisture from the body.

Since the release of "Love on Mount Lushan" last year, Zhang Yu has suddenly become the hottest female movie star in China, and her fame is close to that of the "Three Golden Flowers" of Beijing Film Studio, Liu Xiaoqing, Li Xiuming and Zhang Jinling.

She just finished filming "Friends" directed by Xie Tieli recently, in which she played the alert and pure-hearted Xiao Fengxian, the friend of General Cai E.

I went back to Shanghai Film Studio today because director Yang Yanjin wanted her to play the heroine of his next film. Now Zhang Yu has reached the position where he can’t act unless he is a heroine. The directors who are looking for him to cooperate are all authoritative in the industry. smug.

When she reached the factory gate, she saw a shabby-dressed, unkempt young man squatting on the curb at the factory gate, looking at her lewdly.

After the release of "Romance on Lushan Mountain", Zhang Yu has become a well-known female star. As long as she walks on the street, she will definitely cause a sensation among the crowd, so this kind of person will attract her special attention.

Zhang Yu quickly took two steps and walked into the guard room.

"Uncle Pan, why is there a gangster at our door?" Zhang Yu's voice was delicate, and he defined He Ping without authorization.

Uncle Pan in the guard room smiled and said, "Don't talk nonsense, that's Bi Likui's guest."

Zhang Yu didn't expect that the one who looked at her lewdly just now was actually invited by a colleague from the factory, why did she invite everyone.

"Guest? I look like a hooligan no matter what. If I'm not a hooligan, I'm also an idiot. When I walked in, I looked at me lewdly."

"He is a young man looking at you, a big movie star who is as beautiful as a fairy, can he not be lewd. Don't worry, if he is really a bad guy, can the uncle let him stay so peacefully at the gate of our factory?"

Uncle Pan's words made Zhang Yu feel better after being spoiled by He Ping.

"Look at what you said, as if I deliberately found fault with others."

"You are a fairy-like character, it is his blessing to find fault with him."

Zhang Yu was flattered by Uncle Pan and covered his mouth with a charming smile, his face flushed, and he had long since lost his mind to find out what was wrong with He Ping. After talking to Uncle Pan for a few more words, he entered the factory with brisk steps.

He Ping was squatting at the factory gate basking in the sun when he felt someone approaching him.

When he turned his head, it was the uncle of the security room, surnamed Pan, who had been specially greeted by Bi Likui yesterday when he led him in.

"What's the matter with you?"

"Where are you basking in the sun?" Uncle Pan asked with a smile.

"Well, what's the matter with you?"

He Ping spoke with a strong northeast accent, which amused Uncle Pan.

"It's nothing. Isn't that girl pretty?"

"You said the one that went in just now? It's very beautiful."

"Do you know him? A big movie star."

"Who?"

"Zhang Yu, isn't she pretty?"

"pretty."

"You're pretty, and you can't stare lewdly at him. If Lao Bi hadn't specially introduced me yesterday, I would have kicked you out."

He Ping heard what it was called, "Master, what do you say, why do I look at him lewdly when I am so good?"

"The lesbians reacted to me, saying that you squatted there and stared at them with your head raised."

The grievance in He Ping's heart, "Don't listen to that woman's nonsense, or you can't believe what this beautiful woman says. Didn't I just look up when I saw her just now, the sun was a bit harsh, so I squinted my eyes to look at people."

Uncle Pan was dubious, "Really?"

He looked He Ping up and down again, "No wonder other girls think you look like a hooligan. Look at your body. You are sloppy, and your eyes are still narrowed to see people. Don't say you are a hooligan."

He Ping lowered his head and looked at his body, "Didn't you drink too much last night? I woke up from the cold in the guest house in the morning. I couldn't stay in the room any longer. I didn't dare to wash my face before I came out. Let me say that you are in Shanghai. He also needs to install a heater, this winter is humid and cold, it’s really not a place for me to stay alone.”

After listening to He Ping's explanation, Uncle Pan dispelled the suspicion in his heart, he laughed, "It's unlucky to catch up with you, come to Shanghai at this time, if you don't freeze, who will you freeze?"

"It's hard to move me. There are people above me." He Ping opened his mouth and came.

"Hey, young man, you are really dirty, no wonder other girls call you a hooligan."

"Why are you talking like this? Isn't this me and my father making fun of you? By the way, you said that girl just now is Zhang Yu?" He Ping asked.

"Yeah, you didn't notice it after reading it for a long time?"

"Hey, I didn't see it clearly when I was facing the sun. It was pretty just looking at it. I didn't think it was so pretty when I watched "Love in Lushan".

He Ping has an age filter for the movie stars of this era. He always feels like watching an old movie, but when he sees a real person, he realizes that they are indeed very beautiful.

"Just take a look, you can't climb high." Uncle Pan kindly reminded.

Regarding Uncle Pan's words, He Ping didn't take it to heart. I've already traveled through time, so there's nothing I can do about it. When it comes to identity, who is special to me?

He smiled freely: "You are right."

(End of this chapter)