1990: Starting from Baojia Street

Before leaving for Chang'an, Zhou Yan thought about not telling everyone and leaving quietly, but in the end he told Zhou Qing and the others and went to his grandparents to say goodbye.

As a result, on the day Zhou Yan set out, all eight of his brothers and sisters came to see him off.

The eldest brother Zhou Yu stuffed a pastry box into Zhou Yan's hand, The journey is quite far, so we won't bring you too many things. This is your favorite big three-yuan saqima. Eat it slowly when you get to the place. Let's The taste of hometown accompanies you, especially late at night, and can soothe your homesick heart.

Dashanyuan is a restaurant, but its pastries are very famous, especially Saqima.

In fact, this pastry cannot represent the taste of hometown. Saqima is a Manchu delicacy, and Dashanyuan is a restaurant in Guangdong Province. It is just because they have eaten it since childhood that Zhou Yu said this.

But this thing, it was okay to eat when I was a kid, but it felt a little too sweet when I grew up.

Zhou Yan took the box and said with a smile, Thank you.

You're too naive. Zhou Yu put his arm around Zhou Yan's shoulders, Don't wait until the New Year to come back when you go out this time. Come back during the summer to visit. My grandparents are getting older, so come back more often to spend time with them.

Yes, third brother, you can give us tutoring lessons when you come back.

The seventh child, Zhou Jing, said from the side. She was a few months younger than Zhou Qing, and they were both in the first year of high school.

Lao Qi, just learn from your third uncle. Why, even the principal of Jinling Middle School can't teach you. Zhou Yu said with a smile.

Zhou Jing pouted, My dad scolds people too much, and I don't want to be scolded.

If dad finds out that you are saying bad things about him behind his back, you will be dead. Zhou Yun, the eighth child, said.

Zhou Jing stared at Zhou Yun fiercely and said, If he knows, it must be you, the spy, who turned the secret. I will beat you up as soon as possible.

Zhou Yun shrank his neck, it seemed that he was often beaten by his sister.

Zhou Yu hugged Zhou Yan's neck and walked a few steps forward, slightly away from the others, and then whispered, Third brother, when you get the chance, ask for an autographed photo of Gong Li for me.

Zhou Yan looked at Zhou Yu and said, Uh, okay.

By the way, don't tell your uncle about this.

Zhou Yan nodded, Understood.

Haha, that's interesting. Zhou Yu finally let go of his hand around Zhou Yan's shoulders and raised his voice and said, Third brother, I have to say goodbye after a long journey. We won't see you off for the rest of the way. I wish you the best. Bon Voyage.

Then he said to the others, Come and see your third brother off.

The six little ones said in unison, Goodbye, third brother.

…

Zhou Yan set off from Jinling on the afternoon of the seventh day of the lunar month and arrived at Chang'an Studio on the afternoon of the eighth day of the lunar month. Taking a long-distance train was really tiring. The journey took a long time and the carriage environment was poor. He couldn't sleep, even if he could. Dare not sleep.

There are a lot of pickpockets in the car these days, so you might lose something after squinting for a while.

When he arrived at Chang'an Studio, Zhou Yan was completely listless. He was carrying a bag and walking with a hunched waist, like a zombie.

The tragedy was that when they arrived at Liu Qing's dormitory, the door was still locked, and he didn't have the key, so he could only squat at the door of the dormitory and wait for someone to come back.

There was no one in the other dormitories nearby.

Liu Qing and the others were probably over there in the office building, but Zhou Yan was too tired. The dormitory was quite far away from the office building. He didn't want to look for it, so he waited at the door to see if anyone came back.

After squatting at the door for a long time, Zhou Yan was about to fall asleep when he suddenly heard someone calling his name.

Zhou Yan?

Zhou Yan raised his head.

Dong Wenmiao stood in front of him, bending down to look at him.

Zhou Yan first saw her long black hair hanging down, and then followed the hair to see her beautiful face.

It's really you, why are you here?

Zhou Yan struggled to stand up from the ground. After squatting for a while, his legs were still a little numb.

I still have some music work to do. I live in Liu Qing's dormitory. I just arrived today and they haven't come back yet.

Didn't you tell them in advance?

No.

Before leaving, Zhou Yan called Liu Qing once, but no one answered, so Zhou Yan didn't call again. He thought that the dormitory was usually occupied, so even if no one was there, he would just wait a while.

There is a meeting in the factory today, and they all went to the meeting. Dong Wenmiao said.

Oh, that's unfortunate. Zhou Yan rubbed his eyes and asked Dong Wenmiao, Teacher Dong, why are you here?

Compared to Zhou Yan, Dong Wenmiao's appearance here is even more surprising. She is responsible for the styling and costume design. Now that the movie has been filmed, she has nothing to do anymore.

Director Zhang is preparing to shoot a new movie, so I came over to take a look while school was not in session. I won't have time later, Dong Wenmiao said.

New movie? The first thing that came to Zhou Yan's mind was Qiu Ju's Lawsuit, and this was the only one that could match the time.

Yes, it is also adapted from a novel. Dong Wenmiao nodded.

What novel?

There is a novel that just came out called Chicken Feathers in a Land. Have you read it?

Zhou Yan nodded subconsciously. He had naturally seen Liu Zhenyun's Chicken Feathers, but the question is, why is this what Zhang Yimou wants to shoot?

Is the Director Zhang you are talking about Zhang Yimou?

Dong Wenmiao gave Zhou Yan a big roll of his eyes, What else?

She guessed that Zhou Yan must have been in a daze while waiting for others, and his mind was not clear yet.

Would you like to go to our dormitory for a while?

Zhou Yan was still thinking about Chicken Feathers. When he heard Dong Wenmiao's invitation, he subconsciously wanted to agree, but then he thought that these days, he, a grown man, went to the girls' dormitory, and the impact was not good.

Thank you for your kindness, but no need.

Dong Wenmiao probably knew what Zhou Yan was worried about, and thought that Zhou Yan was still a gentleman. After thinking about it, she said, I'll take you to my office to sit down.

You still have an office? Zhou Yan asked in surprise.

Hey, can't I have an office?

That's not what you meant. Do you come here often?

Dong Wenmiao shook his head, I don't come very often, but I have a lot of things here, including tools, clothes, etc., and I have to have a place to put them, so I was given an office in the factory.

Is it far? Zhou Yan asked again. If it was too far, he would rather stay at the door.

Wait for a while, if Liu Qing doesn't come back, he will go find him. It's really cold at the door.

It's not far, it's on the second floor.

Hearing not far away, Zhou Yan nodded, Then I'll trouble Teacher Dong.

…

Dong Wenmiao's office is the easternmost room on the second floor. The room is not big, with a table and a small filing cabinet. The rest of the room is filled with hangers full of clothes.

After entering the office, Dong Wenmiao pointed to the chair and said, Sit yourself.

Zhou Yan nodded, first put down his backpack and pastry box, and then sat on a chair. It was much warmer inside the room than in the hallway. The other people were almost numb when they squatted at the door for a while.

Dong Wenmiao ignored Zhou Yan after that. She took out the tools from the cabinet and started drawing on the table.

Zhou Yan had already experienced Dong Wenmiao's workaholic state, so he didn't find it strange.

Zhou Yan leaned on the desk and squinted for a while, but no matter what position he took, he felt uncomfortable. He urgently needed a bed now and slept with his head covered.

All he could think about was the bed and the pillow. From time to time, he ran to the window to see if Liu Qing and the others were back.

About an hour later, Dong Wenmiao stopped working, rubbed his shoulders, and sat down opposite Zhou Yan.

Seeing Zhou Yan's eyelids fighting, she said, If you want to sleep, lie down on the table and sleep. If you feel cold, find some cloth to cover it. Except for the clothes on the hangers, you can use any cloth here.

Zhou Yan shook his head and declined her kindness. Then he looked at the pastry box next to him and said to Dong Wenmiao, Would you like to try the pastries I brought from home?

No need... Dong Wenmiao also looked at the pastry box. Halfway through his refusal, he asked again, What kind of pastry is it?

The big three-yuan Saqima.

Then try some.

Zhou Yan smiled. It seemed that the variety suited Dong Wenmiao's taste. He opened the box, took out a piece of Saqima and gave it to Dong Wenmiao, and then took another piece for himself.

The box containing the saqi horses is very exquisite, and the saqi horses are also packed inside.

Zhou Yan originally thought that Saqima was too sweet, so he didn't eat it in the car. Now he felt a little dizzy and thought that he had eaten too little at noon and his blood sugar was low, so he ate one.

After eating, he felt more energetic and then picked up the second piece.

Dong Wenmiao's fighting ability is not weak either. She looked at him eating in small bites, but not at all slow. It didn't take long for Zhou Yan to eat, and she basically finished it.

One more. Zhou Yan stuffed another one to Dong Wenmiao. She didn't refuse and nodded and took it.

With the efforts of the two of them, it didn't take long for a box of Saqima to have half of it removed.

After Saqima disappeared, Zhou Yan found that there seemed to be a book about the same size as the box under the box, so he took it out strangely.

When I took it out, I found it was a copy of Yuhua magazine from March last year.

Seeing the magazine, Zhou Yan looked confused. Why did Zhou Yu put the magazine inside? Was it a gift for his horse, or was it given to him?

Dong Wenmiao also looked at the magazine and said with a smile, This is also your specialty in Jinling.

Um.

Zhou Yan nodded, then opened the magazine.

But as soon as the first page of the magazine was opened, Zhou Yan became excited and hurriedly closed the magazine.

But it's too late.

Dong Wenmiao, who was sitting opposite, had already seen the contents, and she quickly turned her head, her face flushed behind her ears.

Zhou Yan never imagined that there was a copy of Playboy hidden under the cover of Yuhua magazine!

There is a very explicit photo on the cover of the second layer, a female model with blond hair and red lips, wearing no hair and only using a straw hat to cover her important parts.

Twenty or thirty years later, such photos may not matter, but the impact at this time is too strong.

The atmosphere in the office suddenly became awkward.

After a while, Zhou Yan tried to explain, Ahem, this cake was given by a friend.

Dong Wenmiao didn't respond and stood up in a panic, I'm going back to the dormitory first. You don't have to close the door when you leave.

After that, she ran away.

Zhou Yan looked at Dong Wenmiao's hasty back and knew that he might have been labeled as a rogue or disciple in her heart.

When Dong Wenmiao's footsteps gradually faded away, Zhou Yan opened the magazine again and looked at it with an artistic eye. I have to say that it makes sense for this thing to sell well, and the photos are really beautiful.

Zhou Yan suddenly remembered what Zhou Yu said before leaving to comfort his homesick heart late at night. He didn't think much about it at the time, but now it seems that these words had a different meaning.

After this little episode, Zhou Yan didn't feel sleepy at all, so he ran to the window and waited for Liu Qing and the others to come back.