Chapter 45 Storyteller


    "Telling stories? He also tells you stories?"


    "Yes! Xiao Chen will tell us if nothing happens. Everyone is so cute."


    "What are you talking about?"


    "There are so many, Sun Wukong, Wu Song, Lin Daiyu, Mu Guiying... Anyway, you will know it when you meet him. Hey, do you want to stay?" the waiter asked.


    "Uh, yes, are there any vacancies?"


    "It''s a coincidence that you came here. There is another room. Let me take a look at the letter of introduction."


    He Chengwei handed over the letter of introduction and work permit and applied for accommodation.


    This is also one of the reasons why the tourism industry cannot develop at the moment. It is not easy for ordinary people to travel. They need a letter of introduction to take trains, stay in hotels, and have national food stamps. The farthest place many people have ever been is a county town. If a trip to the provincial capital can blow three moons, a trip to the capital city will be even more incredible...


    He Chengwei arrived in the room, rested for a while, and was looking forward to the next meeting.


    …


    There is a poem that says: Born in a fairy cave, the infinite scenery is on the dangerous peak.


    Immortal Cave is a natural sandstone cave in Lushan Mountain. It is said that Lu Dongbin practiced Taoism and became an immortal here. In later generations, this place was filled with wooden plaques praying for wealth, marriage, peace, and a gold medal. Chen Qi also hung one in his previous life.


    Next to the Immortal Cave, there is also a Laojun Hall, which is dedicated to the Supreme Laojun.


    Two-thirds of "Lushan Love" are on location. The camera follows the footsteps of the male and female protagonists and introduces the beautiful scenery of Mount Lushan. But if there were only the two of them, the picture would be too monotonous. Wang Haowei added some tourists and mountain people, although there are no tourists now.


    These passers-by were all guest stars from the crew, and Chen Qi also made several guest appearances. It doesn''t matter if it''s a bit of fun, but if he is asked to act, he is unwilling and has no intention of doing so.


    Today he was also a passerby, playing chess with another crew member in front of Laojun Palace, and the heroine ran over, such a scene.


    "Let''s walk through it first!"


    "3, 2, 1, start!"


    I saw Chen Qi sitting in front of the stone table with his legs crossed, playing chess leisurely like a veteran cadre with a pension of 20,000 yuan.


    Gong Xue came from the left and wanted to enter the Laojun Palace. She pushed the door and found it was locked. She was about to turn around and ask, when she suddenly heard the grandson say:


    "You jump~"


    "Asakura jumped, Tang Ta also jumped, but you jumped~"


    "Ouch!"


    She immediately burst into laughter.


    Wang Haowei scolded him directly: "Xiao Chen, what kind of monster are you doing?"


    "I saw he wanted to vault, and I won as soon as he vaulted. I couldn''t help myself. I''m sorry, director!"


    "You want to act yourself. When you act, be serious. Why do you add words to yourself? Do you understand this is stealing the scene? Who is the supporting role and who is the protagonist? You have to stand out!"


    "Okay, I guarantee her front will be shown to the audience!"


    "Do it again!"


    Wang Haowei rolled her eyes. She had figured out this kid''s temperament. He was full of nonsense, very fond of joking, and very funny, but he had a good sense of proportion and would not make people angry. At the same time, he was very talented.


    Like the few lines just now, they were lines from "The Hunt", they were vivid and vivid, but it was a pity that they didn''t fit in well here, otherwise she would have really wanted to use them.


    "3, 2, 1, start!"


    Gong Xue ran again and pushed the door. This time she was not disturbed. She turned around and asked, "What''s going on?"


    "Not open!" Chen Qi didn''t even raise his head.


    "Why?"


    "Four Olds!"


    "Okay, that''s enough! Xiao Chen, come here!"


    Wang Haowei called Chen Qi and said: "In the next scene, she holds the door open and looks in, sees the statue of Lao Jun, and then bows to her. I think it''s a bit monotonous, can you add some flowers?"


    "Do we allow Christian things?"


    “It’s allowed this year.”


    "Then let her make a gesture..."


    Chen Qi pointed his head, chest, left shoulder, and right shoulder with his fingers, made a common Christian prayer gesture, and said: "Halfway through the gesture, stop. When I realized that this was worshiping the Eastern gods, I changed it to clasping my hands." "


    "Taoism doesn''t mean putting hands together, right?"


    "She is a foreigner and she doesn''t understand!"


    "That''s right!"


    Wang Haowei was very satisfied. This boy had a wide range of knowledge, was quick at getting work done, answered any questions he asked, and was very easy to use.


    After a period of running-in, the efficiency has improved a lot. Instead of consuming one lens a day, I can shoot three lenses a day. Soon it was time to eat, and the stage manager came over with a cart and placed several large buckets.


    No matter who it is, they just queue up to eat with their aluminum lunch boxes. After eating, they take them back and wash them before using them tomorrow.


    "Is it carrot and cabbage again?"


    "There are a lot of wild vegetables in the mountains. Stir-fry some veal, blanch it in water, mix it with some vinegar, MSG, minced garlic, and sesame oil. Let it cool and then heat it up. Oh, how fragrant it is!"


    "Do you think I look like veal? I''m cool and hot at the same time. What a joke on capitalism!"


    The stage manager scooped up a big spoonful of vegetables and asked eagerly: "Screenwriter Chen, are you still telling stories today?" "Tell me!"


    "Then wait for me for a while, come on, come on, and I''ll give you another spoonful of soup."


    Rice with radish and cabbage soup has no meat, and the taste is at least stronger.


    Chen Qi took his lunch box and found a stone to sit down on. Everyone consciously formed a circle around him, and they were all in high spirits. After the stage manager finished cooking, he also hurried over to grab the seat. Good guy, just like Zixiao Palace.


    You need to put a few futons in front of this, and you can become a saint even if you sit on them...


    He took a big mouthful of soup and rice first, and said unhurriedly: "The book will continue from the previous article!"


    "Zhu Yuanzhang conquered the land south of the Yangtze River, and Shen Wansan took the initiative to show his kindness. He first helped to build Nanjing City, and one person paid one-third of the funds. Zhu Yuanzhang wanted to reward the three armies, and Shen Wansan took the initiative to reward him with silver on his behalf.


    Zhu Yuanzhang asked him, I have millions of soldiers, can you reward them all? Shen Wansan said that it would be no problem to give each person one tael. "


    "Then he is too rich. Can a businessman give out one million taels of silver?" During the break, Wang Haowei was not as strict as before and also liked to listen to stories.


    "More than a million taels? Shen Wansan is one of the richest people in the world. No one knows how much money he has?"


    "Then how does he make money?"


    Gong Xue held the lunch box in her left hand and a spoon in her right hand, eating in small bites.


    "It''s a long story. Shen Wansan''s hometown is in Shenjia Village. There are nine hectares of farmland and more than 10 long-term and short-term workers. There was a severe drought one year, and the grass and trees were all dying, but there was one long-term worker who could carry back a piece of land every day. Bundle young grass.


    Shen Wansan followed him secretly and saw him arriving on a mountain ridge with a round green grassland. And the grass is strange. It grows again and again after being cut, as if it is inexhaustible.


    Shen Wansan found a Taoist to take a look, and the Taoist said that this mountain was originally called Phoenix Mountain, and the phoenix never falls in a land without treasures..."


    Speaking of this, Chen Qi took another big mouthful, followed by another big mouthful.


    "That''s what you said!"


    "No more talking, the following is the feudal superstition plot!"


    "whispering sound!!"


    Everyone despised him in unison. In Deyun Club, he could be booed to death.


    Unconsciously, the crew has been here for more than 20 days, and almost everyone likes this guy very much. He is generous, enthusiastic, good at being a good person, humorous, and tells them stories.


    You know, the masses watched eight model plays and three major battles (tunnel warfare, mine warfare, and southern and northern wars) for ten years.


    No matter how good the quality is, it’s boring.


    Now that the environment is relaxed, people are hungry and thirsty. Not to mention Shen Wansan, they are willing to listen even if the cat catches the mouse. It''s just that this guy is very annoying. Whenever he reaches the climax, he will stop telling it on the excuse of feudal superstition, and then tell a new story, and so on...


    In fact, it''s not that Chen Qi didn''t want to talk about it. In this era, someone would really report it.


    …


    As usual, work ends at around five o''clock.


    A group of people returned to Guling. As soon as Chen Qi entered the restaurant, the waiter came up to him and said, "You are back, someone is looking for you!"


    "Who?"


    "He''s the editor of "Story Club"!"


    "I even came here in person..."


    Chen Qi hurried upstairs and knocked on the door. He Chengwei had been waiting for a long time. When he saw a young man, he asked: "Hello, comrade, are you okay?"


    "Are you the editor of "Story Club"? I submitted articles to you."


    “Are you Archie???”


    "Yes, my name is Chen Qi."


    He Chengwei felt like he had seen a ghost. He was too young at this age. He was still unsure and asked: "Are you still the screenwriter?"


    "Well, we are filming right now."


    "You are so young and promising, please come in, please come in!"


    He Chengwei let him into the room, poured water, looked at it again, and said with a smile: "Let my colleagues know, they must be more surprised than me. We have all seen your "Kapok Kasaya", and the editor-in-chief specially sent me to visit , make friends with you.”


    "It''s so hard to come all the way. Are you satisfied with the manuscript?"


    "Great! We have decided to publish it in the next issue of the magazine, which is coming soon. It will be released early next month. How is your lower half?"


    "It will be finished in a few days, about 30,000 words."


    "Can you tell me first?"


    Chen Qi happily agreed and asked him to have dinner together first, and then come back after the meal to talk in detail.


    He talked about the second half of "Kapok Kasaya", which was nothing more than Ding Mo being rescued by Lin Ying, getting along day and night, the relationship deepened, and he learned peerless martial arts by chance, returned to Shaolin to seek revenge, and killed the big villain.


    However, the Shaolin Temple suffered heavy casualties and was in a precarious situation. Only Ding Mo could shoulder the important task and decided to officially become a monk.


    "During the abbot''s succession ceremony, Ding Mo wore a kapok cassock and kowtowed in front of the Buddha. Lin Ying stood outside and looked at him. They were only separated by a door, but it seemed that a lifetime had passed... As the saying goes, peace in the world can be achieved by living up to the Tathagata. I can’t live up to you, alas…”


    After Chen Qi finished telling the story, he pretended to sigh and looked up without hearing any movement on the other side.


    Alas!


    He Chengwei cried.


    (End of chapter)