Chapter 49: The end

Baby Bear came to Suzhou this time to shoot a low-cost literary film. When the script was shown to Ji Qinyang, he seemed very proud: "I have sharpened my sword in ten years."
Ji Qinyang looked real and fake, he turned a few pages, and finally rolled the script into a scroll and knocked it in his palm.
"Come to my house tonight to drink?" Ji Qinyang stood up. "After reading, I will discuss music style with you."
Baby bear compared with an ok gesture, and he added an additional sentence: "The actor is Zheng Ming."
Ji Qinyang spent the whole afternoon reading the script. Xie Meng didn't bother him. He squatted in the yard to peel broad beans. When he was about to finish peeling, he looked up and found Ji Qinyang leaning on the door to watch him.
"?" Xie Meng smiled: "Read it?"
Ji Qinyang said "um", he squatted down and took half of the beans peeled by Xie Meng: "It's a good story."
Xie Meng cleaned the bean husks. He held the bowl to wash his hands. When he returned, he looked at Ji Qinyang and asked, "What did you say?"
"Speaking of two teenagers." Ji Qinyang helped him roll up his sleeves. "I have been together since my school days, then went to work in big cities, encountered difficulties in frustration, supported each other, and finally returned to my hometown."
Xie Meng's expression of "...".
Ji Qinyang smiled and kissed his horn: "Great story, isn't it?"
Baby Bear really brought wine at night, and it was all white. Zheng Ming followed him. The film actor was also daring. He didn't pretend to do anything. It didn't seem to worry about paparazzi.
"Are you safe like this?" Ji Qinyang pretended to glance outside: "Don't bother me here."
The bear drank a drink, motioned Zheng Ming to sit down, and said to Xie Meng, "He is allergic to alcohol, just plain tea."
Xie Meng: "Just bought a box of milk yesterday, and drink that."
So they drank, they drank milk, and sat in the patio to chat and eat peanuts.
"Have you read the script?" Baby Bear asked Ji Qinyang.
Ji Qinyang threw a piece of peanut rice into his mouth: "Look at it. Speaking of this, do you have to give us copyright fees, which is obviously a real adaptation."
Baby Bear: "Oh, what a stingy thing to do, so the music lets you do it, I'm at Oscar, you're at Grammy, and voila, I've planned."
Ji Qinyang squinted at him.
Baby bear coughed: "I'm serious, you, follow the group, where we take pictures, you write with inspiration, how about?"
Ji Qinyang held the wine glass and thought for a while, he and Xie Meng looked at each other, the latter nodded at him with a smile.
"Let's do it." Ji Qinyang laughed lazily. "Nothing else is required, and the box lunch must be packed."
Because it is a low-cost literary film, after the filming of Bei Biao, the main scenes were in Suzhou, and the young part took more than half a year. Baby Bear specially waited to come to Suzhou to shoot in the summer. Actors of the period began to put on makeup.
Because of his short stature, Baby Bear squatted on a chair habitually while watching movies. He was barefoot and serious, Zheng Ming sat next to him and watched him over and over again to get the actor back.
"Cut" Baby Bear is not a very harsh director, but he is very persistent. A scene where the protagonist meets for the first time has been back and forth more than twenty times: "Come back."
The actors returned obediently, but Ji Qinyang admired him a little: "You can do it."
Baby Bear maintained a squatting posture and pointed to Zheng Ming: "His highest record was ng fifty times, and I asked him to come back again and again, the role model of the film emperor is here."
Ji Qinyang raised an eyebrow: "It turned out to be fake foxes and tigers?"
"Wrong!" Baby Bear solemnly said, "This is a chicken and a monkey!"
It's not hard to find out that Zheng Ming's temper and his acting appearance are totally two extremes after being together for a long time. To be honest, even tones, bad words, and sticky.
Baby bear is almost like a babysitter. He can often see the two wearing a mask together in the middle of the night and wandering around the studio.
Xie Meng went to work during the day, and came to the studio to accompany Ji Qinyang at night. The other party moved all kinds of musical instruments. Baby Bear even gave great support to have to listen to it every night before going to bed. Its name is hypnosis.
At first, Ji Qinyang's inspiration was not bad, and his creation was very smooth, but he encountered a bottleneck when the plot entered the protagonist's middle-aged Yi Jin returned to his hometown. In order to cooperate with him, Baby Bear deliberately slowed down the shooting speed, but Ji Qinyang always kept a few There is nothing in the sky.
Xie Meng didn't say much, just asked for leave to accompany him.
The summer in Suzhou is extremely difficult. The entire crew was filmed in the Yuetang Wetland Park in Xiangtang District. The actors were sweating under the scorching sun. Ji Qinyang asked the park administrator to rent a boat and take Xie Meng to the center of the lake.
The blue waves are rippling. The lake is boundless with blue lotus leaves. Looking out, all are emerald green and pleasing to the eye.
Xie Meng was lying on the deck. He picked up a lotus leaf and covered it on his head. Ji Qinyang sat opposite him with his legs crossed, playing with a bamboo flute.
He intermittently blew a few times, and when he looked up, he saw Xie Meng smiling at him in the lotus leaf slit.
"Why not." Xie Meng raised a lotus leaf to cover the sun.
Ji Qinyang: "I just learned it, I don't know how, I'm sorry to blow it in front of you."
Xie Meng laughed: "How long have we been together, what's the embarrassment?"
"A long time?" Ji Qinyangzhuang thought for a while, and thought, "How I feel like I just met you."
Xie Meng murmured, "I just met you."
"Same as now." Ji Qinyang stared at his eyebrows. "I remember seeing you for the first time. I said, my name is Ji Qinyang."
Xie Meng looked at him and said nothing.
Ji Qinyang: "You say your name is Xie Meng." He paused and read Xie Meng's name again: "Xie Meng."
Xie Meng covered lotus leaves on his face, then turned his head over and kissed Ji Qinyang's lips across the lotus leaves.
Throughout the afternoon, the melodious flute filled the lotus leaves. In the distance, the baby bear smiled when he heard the end. Zheng Ming put his hands on the boardwalk and shouted at the two of them: "It's over! Come back! La!"
Xie Mengcai returned a word for a while: "Okay!"
From the big and small summer shoots to the beginning of autumn, the baby bear's literary film was completely finished. He finally added a few scenes and was drunk at Ji Qinyang's house when he left.
Ji Qinyang also drank too much. From behind, he hugged Xie Meng and sat in a chair, listening to Baby Bear's grand words.
Mr. Xiong probably felt that he was not tall and had no aura. He had to step on the table. Zheng Ming opened his arms nervously from the side and was afraid that he might accidentally fall down.
"I'll tell you!" Baby Bear waved his arms and said, "This movie! Oscar! Delemy! Proper! Your music! Great!"
Ji Qinyang rested his chin in Xie Meng's shoulders, closed his eyes and said indistinctly: "You haven't become a big director yet ... you can't tell, it doesn't matter ... be happy."
Baby Bear seems to feel a little reasonable, smirking: "Well! Happy!"
Xie Meng was too tightly held by Ji Qinyang, and he motioned for Zheng Ming to pull the baby bear down.
The film emperor snorted in a very low voice: "Baby obediently ... let's talk down, come, beware, baby, I hug you?"
Xie Meng was helpless: "How do you coax a child?"
Zheng Ming honestly said: "He usually coaxed me like this."
Xie Meng: "..."
When Baby Bear was embraced by Zheng Ming, he was still talking to Ji Qinyang: "You are coming to Grammy in February next year, and Oscar in March ... what else?" He turned to Zheng Ming, Does not seem to get the desired answer: "No matter what, come anyway!"
"Don't go." Ji Qinyang waved impatiently: "February and Xie Meng went to Huangshan to play, who cares what prize."
Baby bear: "..."
In a large wave of New Year's films at the end of the year, Baby Bear's literary films have finally been released. These films have not been eye-catching, but because of the joining of the film actor Zheng Ming, the box office can still be said to be bursting, while the same bursting is There are almost zero negative reviews on the Internet.
The major film critics praised this low-cost literary film for a long time, calling it a gorgeous but fresh movement at the end of the year.
Bao Xiong and Zheng Ming were very sleepy on Weibo and did not reveal any signs of participation. Many of the industry leaders mentioned that the soundtrack inside was perfect, and some paparazzi exposed Zheng Ming and Bao Xiong going at night Photo of a mysterious visitor in the middle of the night.
For these, Ji Qinyang and Xie Meng were completely unaware.
The two went to worship Mo Suyuan and Ji Shanrong on New Year's Eve. The firecrackers sounded too loud at night and they didn't sleep well. They got up early in the morning and went to Qi Fei's home. Han Dong and Zhang Lianban had arrived. Zhuo Xiaoyuan. The night shift simply makes up for each other's home.
Gu Meiyan was busy packing her luggage, and Zhang Zhang held her camera: "Mom Qi, come and laugh."
Qi Fei was brushing his teeth and washing his face, and his mouth full of toothpaste Mo Zi anxiously said: "laugh you egg! Go and call the iron man, wait for the train and continue to sleep!"
Zhuo Xiaoyuan's face rose ugly, complaining while wearing his clothes: "The New Year's Eve doesn't stop at home ... you guys in the city will play too much, and they will travel in style to celebrate the New Year."
"I was planning to go to Japan." Han Dong ate Gu Meiyan's cake: "It turned out that Qi's mother's passport had expired and she temporarily changed her schedule."
Gu Meiyan sighed: "My cosmetics are out of play ... forget it, Huangshan can also take a hot spring now, so have fun."
Qi Fei wiped his mouth and saw Ji Qinyang and Xie Meng excitedly said, "Boss! You are red, do you know ?! I did n’t think of that name, what kind of treasure? It ’s quite capable to make movies!"
Xie Meng laughed: "We haven't had time to read the news recently. Maybe it's just a thunderstorm and a little rain. How can it be so easy?"
Ji Qinyang made no comment: "Go out to play, not to talk about work, are you okay, the car has been waiting for a long time underneath."
Seven people went to Huangshan on their own, and they didn't follow the group. All of them only had a single dog, Zhuo Xiaoyuan, and Tie Nan Yue: "I have evolved from Pikachu to Leiqiu."
Zhang Lianban pointed the camera lens at him: "We are so handsome, go to Huang Shanyan and meet, regardless of men and women!"
Zhuo Xiaoyuan squinted his eyes, and said unhappyly.
The driving master was very young. He introduced a lot of things to pay attention to when climbing the mountain. Gu Meiyan carefully took a note and wrote it down.
The driving time was only 5 hours. After arriving at the place, several people decided to make up for sleep first, and the next day, they replenished their spirits before playing. They couldn't help but took Han Dong out to take photos.
Xie Meng was lying on the bed in the hotel room, and Ji Qinyang hugged him across the quilt.
"Did the bear call you?" Xie Meng leaned out of the bed and asked.
Ji Qinyang: "Give it, just to celebrate the New Year, without mentioning the award or not, it is probably yellow."
Xie Meng was silent for a while, he touched Ji Qinyang's face: "It's all right, there will be opportunities in the future, let's take it slowly."
"Do you think I care?" Ji Qinyang raised an eyebrow with a smile. He lowered his head and kissed Xie Meng's lips. "It doesn't matter if there is nothing, I still have you."
The next day, several people went to climb Tiandu Peak. The weather was very cold in mid-February. From the bottom, there was snow on the mountainside. Several people quickly put on their jackets. Gu Meiyan also wore a top Qifei Big woolen cap, only two eyes were exposed all over the body.
"I knew I was carrying my bag and climbed!" Qi Fei climbed and shouted, "It's warmer to climb the mountain with loads!"
Han Dong turned back and stretched the bar: "Come on! Where did you climb? You really have to carry you to death when you have carried a catfish back!"
Ji Qinyang climbed to the first, Xie Meng followed him a little, several people reached the top of the mountain and formed a team. One person pulled one over the back of the carp. Zhuo Xiaoyuan grabbed Xie Meng's waist rope. He frowned and called Xie Meng: "Is your phone ringing?"
Xie Meng did not look back: "It seems to be, wait until the top of the mountain before picking up."
Zhuo Xiaoyuan: "But it keeps ringing!"
Ji Qinyang reached the top of the mountain first. He pulled Xie Meng, but the other's cell phone had not stopped. Xie Meng hurriedly took off his gloves to pick it up.
"Why did it take me so long to answer the phone?" Baby Bear's voice was so energetic that it was rare that he was very quiet there and felt an empty echo.
Xie Meng smiled indifferently: "We climbed Tiandu Peak in Huangshan, why did you call?"
Zhang Lang was holding a SLR to signal them to pose: "What phone call? Take a picture!"
Baby Bear smiled: "I'm on the podium of Grammy, who told you not to come."
Xie Meng: "..." He glanced at his phone and joked: "It's true."
"Really." Baby Bear was even happier. "I'm driving hands-free. Don't make a mistake."
Xie Meng only played with him and cooperated with: "Well, what award do you get?"
"Best Film and Television Media Composition Album Award," said Baby Bear. "Also, not me, but Ji Qinyang."
Xie Meng smiled and said generously: "Okay, you save it for us first, and we'll get it back."
Baby Bear promised: "Okay, don't forget to tell Ji Qinyang, wait to remember to repost on Weibo."
"..." Xie Meng hadn't responded to what Weibo forwarded, and Baby Bear hung up the phone. He stared at the phone dumbly until Ji Qinyang came over.
"Who called?" Ji Qinyang put his gloves back on. "So urgent?"
Xie Meng opened his mouth, and only spoke a while later: "Baby bear ... he said, you have Grammy, you want us to wait for Weibo?"
Ji Qinyang didn't believe too much: "Now? Just now?"
Xie Meng nodded, and the two looked silent for a while.
There was a scream from Gu Meiyan in the distance, and the beautiful woman waved her arm, jumping and laughing excitedly: "Yimei is big! Go to Weibo soon! You make a hot headline !!"
Ji Qinyang did not bring his mobile phone with him. He threw it into the hotel, and only used Xie Meng's Weibo to log in. He also posted the news before he set off and took a panoramic view of the mountains seen at the door of Zhang Hotel. : "Chinese New Year Trip, Huangshan."
The reposted comments below have already exceeded 10,000, all are similar: "One beauty is too great, Grammy won the prize and won't receive it, she is actually climbing ..."
"Master Yimei, you are my god, the world's most willful music producer!"
"Don't you look down on Grammy ... well, there are Oscars behind!"
"Big beauty is big! Grammy! Conquer the Oscar!"
"Big beauty is big! Grammy! Conquer the Oscars! Pay attention to keep the team!"
Weibo searches for the top three "Qin Yang", "Grammy's most self-willed music producer", "Grammy! Conquer Oscar!"
Baby Bear forwarded the video where he called Xie Meng's mobile phone when the award was presented. Zheng Ming forwarded it for the first time, and actually naughtily brushed all three topics.
Ji Qinyang stared at his brushed homepage with an expression of unbearable look.
Xie Mengfu'er "... this time playing Dafa."
Ji Qinyang exhaled, he put the phone away, and the first thing he did was to pick up Xie Meng and make three turns.
"..." Xie Meng couldn't help crying: "What are you doing?"
Ji Qinyang hugged him without letting go: "It's true that I didn't go."
Xie Meng: "..."
Ji Qinyang: "At such times, it doesn't make much sense to stand on the podium. Sharing with you is what I want to do most."
Xie Meng was speechless, and in the end he could only hold Ji Qinyang's face and kiss his forehead vigorously.
Grammy's topic was brushed for three days. During these three days, there was a lot of turbulence in the music scene. Some people picked out some of Ji Qinyang's early experiences in the North Drifting, and thought that he was the most brilliant relic in the domestic music scene. However, the matter was not over.
On the fifth day, a tens of thousands of fans of the band Weibo suddenly burst out of the songs that Ji Qinyang wrote for them, including Qian Mo turning his face and flying alone, and Sen Mao covering the latter, covering the truth of the original creator of the song .
One of the trumpet lists all the original manuscript scores written by Ji Qinyang, and commented painfully: "The om band with Ji Qinyang is the most prosperous, classic and insurmountable om, but someone ruined them. Letting real talents be covered in the dust is really the most heartbreaking event in the music world! "
Qian Mo's development did not go smoothly after leaving om. On the Internet, he was cursed into a film for a while, and the blood-stained blood of the river was spread. Some people found out the tunes produced by Qian Mo in recent years. Compared with om's early stage, it was found to be similar to plagiarism. Countless.
In the end, Sen Mao couldn't resist the pressure. He could only hide his money and made a public apology, claiming that he was willing to give huge compensation to Ji Qinyang's losses that year.
Baby Bear countered politely on Weibo: "Compensation? People got Grammy, a while ago and Oscar, now you can afford it? Don't give the company to Yimei Da Ren [add a cat head] 】 "
Zheng Ming retweeted Baby Bear's Weibo, followed by four words [Add a cat head]
Xie Meng couldn't help laughing when he saw it: "They really play."
Ji Qinyang didn't matter. He and Xie Meng had already returned to Suzhou. His Weibo account had passed five million fans in a few days.
Ji Qinyang reposted Moro's apology Weibo, and wrote only one sentence: "Walking on the ground, dust always gets on my shoes, I bend down and pat my legs, and continue to stride in the sun."
Xie Meng read the words written by Ji Qinyang twice, and he looked at the other person and laughed: "It's that simple? Is it too cheap for them?"
"They were cheap, insignificant people." Ji Qinyang took the guitar, moved the chair to the yard, and pushed Xie Meng out.
"What?" Xie Meng laughed. He sat down and watched Ji Qinyang stand opposite him.
The yard was pleasant and sunny, and Ji Qinyang smiled.
Xie Meng suddenly discovered that, when the ring did not know when, the gentle petals bloomed near the corner of the other's eyes.
He could not help but reach out and touch it.
With his eyes closed, Ji Qinyang whispered, "I will be forty years old in a few years."
"It doesn't matter." Xie Meng looked at him: "I am with you."
Ji Qinyang's eyes were reddish. He lowered his head like a concealment and cleared his throat seriously. "Now it is Mr. Xie's exclusive celebration party. I will always love you, Mr. Xie."
The familiar melody slowly flowed out from under the fingertips of Ji Qinyang. Xie Meng listened for a while, and smiled, singing with him.
"I don't know when to stop, the time is slow and slow, and gradually, time is no longer nostalgic."
"Your smile is like Sha Xue, Luo is in my heart, gradually, covering up in the years."
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