Huayu: Reborn in 97, transferring to the Central Academy of Drama's star-studded class

If you ask a man what he hates, shopping will definitely be one of the answers. If you ask him what he hates most, it will be shopping with women.

The day before Lunar New Year's Eve was Valentine's Day, and Zhang Ziyi directly pulled Jiang Lai out of the picture. Her film salary had arrived, and today was just a day for spending money.

Jiang Lai had just met Zhou Xun a few days ago and was still a little guilty, but he quickly lost that feeling.

He was covered in all sorts of clothes, bags, and cosmetics; if he hadn't driven there, these things would have drowned him.

After shopping, the two went to a mobile phone store.

Before 1998, Motorola dominated the domestic telecommunications market with its "Big Brother" mobile phones. The only thing that could rival it was the pager.

But after that, various new types of mobile phones emerged, and the old-fashioned brick phones and pagers gradually faded from the scene, with mobile phones becoming mainly small and exquisite.

Guided by the sales assistant, Zhang Ziyi looked and looked at the various mobile phones, becoming dazzled by the choices. Jiang Lai sat next to him, yawning boredly.

"Come and take a look at this, come here quickly!" Zhang Ziyi waved excitedly.

Jiang Lai reluctantly got up and walked over.

"How about this one?" Zhang Ziyi asked, pointing to a mobile phone.

"Sure, you can buy whichever one you like."

Zhang Ziyi stopped hesitating and said to the clerk, "Could you please get me two?" Then she turned to Jiang Lai, "You pick a color."

"I guess I won't use it." For Jiang Lai, who has used smartphones before, it makes no difference whether he uses this old-fashioned phone or not.

Zhang Ziyi's face darkened instantly as he looked at Jiang Lai, who could only surrender, "Fine, fine, then I'll go with blue."

"Then I'll go with red." Zhang Ziyi immediately perked up again.

Zhang Ziyi chose this phone for two reasons: first, it looks good and stands out among a sea of ​​black and gray phones; second, it's obvious that the two of them are a couple as soon as they take it out.

Jiang Lai had no idea what the girl was thinking.

After leaving the store, Zhang Ziyi was still examining the new phone. Jiang Lai thought to himself, these two things together cost almost 7,000 yuan, and all they could do was make calls, send text messages, and maybe play a Snake game. He felt it wasn't worth it.

"Should we consider investing in Steve Jobs so he can build a smartphone sooner?" Jiang Lai pondered, rubbing his chin.

"Let's go, next we'll go to Wangfujing!" Zhang Ziyi put away her phone and waved her hand.

"What are you going there for?"

You'll find out when you get there.

Zhang Ziyi smiled and took Jiang Lai's arm.

Driving to Wangfujing, Zhang Ziyi pulled Jiang Lai to the Swiss watch store.

Jiang Lai frowned. "You want to buy a watch?"

Zhang Ziyi ignored him and went straight in to start picking out watches. In the end, he took a liking to a blue Rolex, which cost 100,000.

Jiang Lai didn't say anything, picked up his card to pay, but Zhang Ziyi stopped him, shook his head, took out his own card to pay, and then put the watch on Jiang Lai's wrist.

"I've noticed you've never worn a watch before. My dad says a man has to wear a watch to look mature. I hope the first watch you wear is one I bought and that I put it on your wrist myself."

Zhang Ziyi looked at Jiang Lai with eyes full of tenderness.

With the purchase of this watch, Zhang Ziyi's film salary was basically gone. Jiang Lai was at a loss for words. He had thought Zhang Ziyi was buying it for him, but it turned out to be for him. This was probably the first time a girl had spent a lot of money on him, not counting the phone.

"This watch isn't very good. I'll buy you a better one when I make more money in the future."

The two gazed deeply into each other's eyes, while the teller next to them rolled her eyes.

I hate it when couples show off their affection.

Valentine's Day passed just like that, nothing romantic happened, and the two of them didn't exchange flowers.

The next day was Chinese New Year, and this year the Jiang family had four grown men again. Chef Lao Xu once again prepared a bizarre New Year's Eve dinner, because his own father loved to eat it.

Jiang Lai asked curiously, "Why hasn't my mother come back again this year?"

Jiang's father's eyes immediately turned resentful, "It's all because of you."

"What's wrong with me?"

"Your mother led a group to the countryside for an inspection, all because of that proposal you mentioned."

Jiang Lai immediately pretended to be cowardly, interrupting the old couple's intimate moment; he truly deserved to die.

As the Spring Festival Gala arrived as scheduled, Jiang Lai was surprised to find that Uncle Panshan's collaboration with Gao Xiumin and Fan Wei, "New Year's Greetings," was performed on this year's stage.

In short, it's just that "Yesterday, Today and Tomorrow" and "New Year's Greetings" have swapped years.

Thank goodness, it would have been such a shame if this skit had disappeared from history.

This year also marks the last time Zhao Lirong appeared on the Spring Festival Gala stage. Her line, "Nod for yes, shake for no, come is come, go is go," is a memory for a generation.

But what impressed Jiang the most was Huang Hong's skit "Cheering Up," with the line, "We workers should think about the country; if I don't lose my job, who will?" This line has been interpreted differently in different eras, but no matter what, the various programs of this era are always more outspoken and more entertaining than those of the future.

For the Chinese people at this time, 1998 would only be over after the New Year, and the last year of the 19th century would begin.

After the New Year, Jiang Lai, like last year, stayed in his room to keep quiet, but not long after, he received a phone call.

It was Feng Xiaogang who said he wanted to have a meal to celebrate. Jiang Lai assumed it was to celebrate the continued box office success of "Be There or Be Square," so he didn't ask any further questions.

At the entrance of a restaurant, Jiang Lai arrived as promised, and Feng Xiaogang, who was waiting at the door, jogged over.

"Jiang'er, we've been waiting for you!" Director Feng patted Jiang Lai's hand.

Jiang looked at his watch and said in surprise, "I don't think I'm late."

Director Feng smiled but didn't say anything. The timing of the notification was all calculated, and he even stood guard at the door for it.

Pulling Jiang Lai into the restaurant's private room, Jiang Lai was taken aback when the door was opened; there were quite a few people there.

I recognize Jiang Wen and Ge You, and the others look familiar, but I can't quite place them.

"Our young CEO Jiang is here!" Director Feng shouted at the top of his lungs.

The group of people who were chatting turned around and nodded with smiles, and Jiang Lai also nodded politely in return.

Director Feng led Jiang to a seat, but the seat next to them was empty, and the empty seat was the main seat.

Jiang Lai blinked. His seat was the first one to the left of the main seat. He wondered what kind of situation this was.

"Most of the people have arrived. Some of you know each other, and some you don't. Let me introduce you all."

Director Feng grinned widely, pointing at Jiang Lai and saying, "This is Jiang Lai, our little CEO Jiang. Everyone here must have heard of him."

He then took two steps to the side and pointed to two middle-aged men, saying, "You must know these two, Wang Zhongjun and Wang Zhonglei, the two big bosses."

These words were mainly directed at Jiang. Jiang was taken aback. So these were the two people. No wonder they looked familiar.

"These three are all our big spenders. Anyone who needs to invest in making a movie would be eager to curry favor with them," Director Feng joked with a grin.

Wang Zhongjun, the older brother, waved his hand, ignoring the others, and stood up with a smile, extending his hand. "Xiao Jiang, I saw you a few years ago when I visited your father. In the blink of an eye, you've grown into a handsome young man. Like father, like son!"

Jiang Lai had no recollection of what the other party was talking about, but he still stood up and shook hands, saying, "Not at all, I'm far inferior to you two."

The two men tacitly sat down again across the main seat in the middle, exchanging casual pleasantries, with the younger brother, Wang Zhonglei, occasionally chiming in with a few words.

Director Feng continued his introductions: "This is Ye Jing, and this is Wang Shuo."

Wang Shuo smiled but didn't say anything, while Ye Jing remained expressionless, seemingly very dissatisfied with the seating arrangement.

Next up were Zheng Xiaolong, Ye Daying, Zhao Baogang, Hai Yan, and even Xu Jinglei. I really didn't recognize Jiang Lai; she didn't look as good when she was younger as she did now.

After the introductions, Jiang Lai felt something was off. Wasn't this the first generation of the Beijing elite circle?

Oh no, the villain is me?