The dishes are home-cooked, one meat, three vegetables and one soup, very simple.
But when An Xiao took a bite, she felt that every dish was particularly delicious. After savoring it carefully, she unexpectedly felt that the dishes had the taste of a few years ago, making it easy for people to recall the past.
A simple rental house, an old and somewhat shabby dormitory balcony, with two people sitting at a table facing each other.
"In the past, I fantasized many times about what I should do if I became rich, and I also thought about living the life of a rich person. Unfortunately, when I was really not short of money, I suddenly seemed to have lost that desire.
I have even lost the idea of revenge consumption... Come, An Xiao, have a drink."
Zhou Yang felt a little nostalgic while eating the food. After sighing for a while, he picked up the red wine glass and touched it with An Xiao.
An Xiao smiled and nodded without saying anything. After touching Zhou Yang, he kept looking at Zhou Yang with admiration in his eyes.
"An Xiao, I always remember the culture war you told me a long time ago. You said that the United States and Japan imported their ideologies into our country through movies and various forms.
Our children have been surrounded by their works since they were young. Whether they are willing or not, they passively accept the things they pass on. Unknowingly, they develop a sense of yearning and dependence on them, and they will worship them invisibly. In this kind of
Children who grow up in this atmosphere are so terrible... I used to feel that these things were too far away from me, but now I gradually realize that with greater ability comes greater responsibility..." After taking a sip of wine,
, Zhou Yang opened his chat box and looked at An Xiao, his eyes full of admiration and respect.
In a sense, An Xiao is like a lamp. This lamp allowed Zhou Yang to find a way forward in the dark night. Under the gentle light, he was able to go further and further.
"This is just a feeling at the beginning, but I never thought that you would keep walking on this path...Thank you!"
An Xiao's face became gentler and gentler, her cheeks flushed. Looking at Zhou Yang, all kinds of emotions seemed to surge into her heart at this moment.
In the past six months, she has been busy, but no matter how busy she is, she will always make a phone call or send a text message to Zhou Yang.
For half a year, she watched Zhou Yang move forward step by step, full of thorns, cold looks and ridicule, but never flinched and never fell.
The movie "Spider-Man" changed the prejudice against Chinese people in previous Hollywood movies in Lao America, and unknowingly allowed Lao America and movie fans from all over the world to learn about some Chinese culture.
It was an ancient, elegant country full of etiquette.
The people here are not all narrow-eyed, thieves, or humble pigtails who often eat cockroaches.
Countless self-confidences are not only based on economic take-off, but also based on one's own cultural self-confidence.
Although one "Spider-Man" is far from enough, it is also a victory. A few days ago, An Xiao took the time to take a look at the reactions of countless filmmakers in the Chinese film industry.
When they saw that "King Kong" was officially defeated by "Spider-Man" at the Japanese box office, countless people felt excited, excited, cheered, and felt a sense of pride in every word.
"What kind of thank you can we say... What I really want to thank you for is that I should be the one thanking you... An Xiao, I'd like to toast you."
The red wine was slightly smoky. I don't know if Zhou Yang was not too strong in drinking, or for some other reason. Zhou Yang's cheeks started to turn slightly red, and his mood was extremely complicated.
Those who have risen from the bottom can never forget the person who pulled them up.
Zhou Yang had thought countless times that if he hadn't met those two liars, if he hadn't met An Xiao, if he hadn't met Zhang Genshui, then probably the songs he had thrown around would have sunk forever and been thrown away as rubbish.
In the bucket, at the same time, I will become more inferior to myself. If I pay off my debts honestly, I may be able to live a better life.
It is impossible to make movies in this life, let alone to reach the position where I am now step by step.
"good."
Drink glass after glass of wine.
The two talked about a lot of things.
We talked about the past, about China Star, about the future, about movies, and about the future arrangements of relevant departments.
After the Olympics, An Xiao told Zhou Yang that China would usher in a new round of economic development and that globalization would become closer.
In the original world, Zhou Yang, who had gone through a similar process, was not surprised. Instead, he admired An Xiao's astonishingly keen observation.
"Chip, An Xiao, I think we need to pay more attention to chips. Technology is the primary productive force. This is always true. It will be a bottleneck in the future..."
"It's stuck. The chip company on Taiwan Island should be world-class..."
"But the people who really have the say in that company in Taiwan are not us Chinese..."
"..."
An Xiao was a little drunk and looked at Zhou Yang in confusion as he said many words that he had never heard before but was horrifying to think about.
After listening to this, she was thoughtful, and her heart was shocked by Zhou Yang's keen vision, as if he had come from the future.
Although those are all predictions, China's current relationship with Laos and the United States is actually pretty good. Although it has always been dominated by the cultural station, the outbreak of economic war in the future seems to be unlikely in a certain sense.
Economic war is not good for both sides. The United States is a country of capital and cannot be stupid for no reason...
However, the world itself is subject to sudden changes, and no one knows whether the next competition will be a gentle breeze or a violent storm.
When she thought that the future was as terrifying as Zhou Yang's description, An Xiao's heart was filled with fear.
"Electric vehicles, R-Bench is currently developing hydrogen energy...and we are electricity, this is the future, chips are not only used in mobile phones, but also in industry and cars..."
Under the gentle light.
An Xiao looked at Zhou Yang silently and talked about many things.
An Xiao looked at that figure and felt that that figure was full of charm, as if as long as this person was around, this era would be controlled in his hands.
Time passes little by little...
On the slightly smoked dining table, a strange smell gradually began to appear.
"It's a little hot, I'm going to take a bath..."
"oh."
"you……"
"What's wrong?"
"Want to take a shower too?"
"I...Okay, let's pack things first."
"Um."
Zhou Yang nodded and finished clearing the things on the dining table one by one.
After cleaning up, Zhou Yang was sweating all over and naturally went up to take a shower.
He was immersed in what he just said, and couldn't help but feel a sense of crisis in his heart. He also felt that there were many, many things he had to do.
I don't know how long it took, but after putting on new clothes, he heard a knock on the door.
The door opened.
He saw An Xiao come in and sit by the bed.
She told Zhou Yang some future situations and asked about future plans.
Zhou Yang sat next to An Xiao. At first he had countless thoughts about the future in his mind, but after sitting down, he only felt a burst of fragrance coming over him, and his heart began to flutter unconsciously.
He looked at An Xiao subconsciously.
I saw that An Xiao had lost her former coldness, and her eyes had gentle ripples like water.
Zhou Yang's heart suddenly trembled, as if he thought of something.
"An Xiao, tonight, if I didn't have high emotional intelligence, wouldn't we..."
Zhou Yang found that he started to talk nonsense, feeling awkward and uneasy, but also filled with inexplicable expectations, as if he had seen some adult movies many years ago.
An Xiao's face turned red as she listened to Zhou Yang's disjointed words: "Don't think too much. I just felt uneasy after listening to what you said and wanted to talk to you again..."
"oh……"
"Then, I'll take off my coat before we talk. It's hot enough here..."
"..." An Xiao didn't answer, just looked out the window.
Zhou Yang's brain shut down, and then he became a little confused. Especially after seeing the snow-white skin in some places that he shouldn't look at, Zhou Yang's hands trembled when he took off his coat.
"Um, are you hot?"
"hot."
"Then, do you want me to help you..."
An Xiao continued to be silent, looking at the air conditioner again, but after seeing Zhou Yang approaching cautiously, he continued to look elsewhere as if he hadn't heard.
Then, the figure came closer more cautiously...
An Xiao suddenly became a little nervous. She took a deep breath and all kinds of thoughts appeared in her mind.
"An Xiao, I...I...you are so white...I...like snow..."
"..."
Under night.
The lights were turned off quietly.
The wind outside the window blew by, as if the extremely cold winter was over and ushered in the wonderful spring breeze.
"An Xiao, I... can't see something..."
"..."
"Ah, I, An Xiao, your..."
"Shut up!"
"..."
There are probably many, many wonderful things in life.
Zhou Yang felt the gentle spring breeze, saw the mountain peaks, and saw the rivers.
Like a traveler, you arrive at a mysterious place and experience happiness that you have never experienced before. When you leave, you will naturally not want to return.
The moonlight was gradually obscured by clouds and mist, and my face turned red with embarrassment.
"I have thought about a lot of things before, but I have never thought about what to call him or her if I have a child... It's great..."
"Shut up!"
In the darkness, Zhou Yang heard the scolding again.
Zhou Yang felt a little resentful.
……………………
People generally grow up through bumps and bumps.
Zhou Yang fell asleep for a long time again.
After waking up this time, he lay on the bed in the villa and stared blankly at the ceiling.
He seems to have grown up, and he seems to be different now than before.
But it seems...
Exactly the same again.
He walked out of bed. Although he was in great spirits, his body was suffering from muscle aches.
I looked at the sheets...
He scratched his head and giggled for a moment.
Then he took the sheets and went to the bathroom to wash them carefully.
The rising sun on the horizon was exceptionally red, ushering in waves of new life.