Chapter 14 Chapter Eleven Recognizing Min'e Qianxuelang

Le Zhiyin came out of the elevator, put the flower basket on the table and looked at it carefully. Seeing it, she couldn't help laughing so much that she almost fell off the chair to the ground. The one in the basket was originally a big rooster made of red cockscomb, and there were more than a dozen eggs underneath, real eggs. While laughing loudly, Le Zhiyin dialed "Lonnie Electric". "Lonnie Sun! I'm convinced of you! Thank you for thinking it out!" Le Zhiyin recalled how Lonnie fried chicken in the campus cafeteria. Sun Langni also laughed loudly: "I have fried chicken for several years to earn school fees, how can I forget it! Do you like it?"

"I like it, I like it so much." Bosom friend said. "Then don't say I haven't sent you flowers, I just haven't asked you out." Lonny still had a good sense of humor. "Lonnie, do you know that the one with the comb is a rooster, not a hen?" Zhiyin looked at the dozens of eggs. "Oh, really?" Lonnie said. "Our electronics are gender-neutral, gender-neutral, neither male nor female." Zhiyin held the receiver in one hand and put his hands on his hips. "You say I'm neither male nor female?" Lonny said of course:

"Is it a woman? You know it yourself. Do I need to tell you? This time I didn't send the wrong wreath. I have already succeeded." "Wrong! Roosters don't lay eggs." "Yes, a rooster doesn't lay eggs, but his hen girlfriend ran away and he had to watch over the eggs for her." "No serious words!" said the bosom friend, "Next time you have to give me a hen." Ronny Sun laughed again. "I'm very stingy. Let me show you the flowers. I want to eat those dozen or so eggs. Will you invite me to eat?" "Well," Le Zhiyin said, "come to my house to eat after the recording. If you don't come to record, you won't have anything to eat."

"Threatening me again!" Lonnie enjoyed the girl's flirtatiousness. "By the time you come, the eggs have turned into rotten eggs. If you don't want to eat rotten eggs, you have to come to the video this Friday." Lonnie was still giggling. "Lonnie," the bosom friend coaxed him, "I got some delicious tea eggs, come here obediently, and I'll make them for you to eat." Suddenly Lonnie became unresponsive, and it took three seconds for his voice to be heard. "Why is there no sound just now? I thought it was disconnected." Zhiyin was surprised.

"I just turned off the button," said Lonnie in a low voice, "my secretary came in with the papers and heard you say tea eggs, you came here and stared at me in amazement, I have to send her out. " When Le Zhiyin thought about it, he felt ridiculous in his heart, a majestic electronics industry lion, let the secretary hear a woman tell him to be good, it is really a loss of dignity for the boss. "Lonnie, how can the secretary hear me?" Bosom friend has always been a button idiot. "I didn't pick up the receiver, but pressed the loudspeaker button, then your voice will be clearer," Lonnie said, "But your lady's voice is quite loud, so let the secretary listen to a few words."

Le Zhiyin had no idea what button he was pressing. "Anyway, how about going to the TV station at six o'clock on Friday afternoon?" My friend said, "The recording only takes you two hours." Lonnie flipped through the diary: "Not at six, I have to wait for a call from a client in Geneva. He promised to call me on Friday at twelve o'clock Swiss time." "From twelve o'clock noon to six o'clock in the afternoon?" Asked a bosom friend. "Miss," said Lonnie gruffly, "do you know about the jet lag? Geneva is six hours behind Hong Kong. Their twelve o'clock noon is our six o'clock in the afternoon."

Bosom friend is not at ease: "If you're not on time, how do we know what time to wait for you? Can't you just hang up on him?" Lonnie has years of experience in business. "The situation this time is that he begged me more than I begged him. I don't want to hang up the phone for him. I appointed twelve o'clock. He won't dare to hang up after twelve o'clock." Bosom friends have never been in business before, so they inevitably don't know what to say: "Oh, is that so? The one who hangs up first will suffer?" "I'll explain it to you slowly when I have time." Lonnie seemed to be confident: "They ask for a lower price, and I want them to pay what I want. If they can't make a decision by twelve o'clock on Friday, I will The batch will not be shipped to them."

"Have you not lost half a penny?" asked the bosom friend. "Half a penny can be reduced, but not more." Lonnie was full of confidence when he talked about his business: "If I hang up with them first, wouldn't it show them that I am willing to make a big compromise? I didn't do it for a few days Correspondence with them until I scare them into talking on my terms." The bosom friend thought, after ten years of absence, Lonnie is no longer Wuxia Amon, who is as proficient in doing business as waving five strings and watching Feihong. He's an electronics industry lion for good reason.

She was very relieved that her old classmate was so good. "Well," said Lonnie, "I'll come as soon as we've settled, um, at nine o'clock." "What if we can't agree?" Zhiyin was more nervous than him. "I can't come to accept your interview if we can't agree." Lonnie became serious. "Then I will annoy you!" Zhiyin also became serious. "If you annoy me, I can coax you back, such as sending a basket of hen celosia and twelve poached eggs." "Lonnie Sun, hens don't have combs!" Bosom friend is both angry and funny.

Sun Langni softened his voice: "You hen has it! Don't worry, if I don't show up at 9pm, you can throw me tea eggs and poached eggs!" "Well, no! You can't kill people by throwing tea eggs or poached eggs. I...I'll throw you with a weight-lifting dumbbell." She said as she looked around. There was indeed a five-pound iron dumbbell in her room, which was used to stabilize it. Sitting precariously on a lamp base. "You have that good vision?" Lonnie teased her. Bosom friend is not convinced: "I'll practice from now on, don't regret it if you break your brain, and don't blame me."

Lonny's voice softened: "I don't want to regret it, and I don't want to blame you. So, I have to go to the TV station at nine o'clock on Friday." Bosom friend was finally relieved. Strangely, after not seeing Lonnie for ten years, this phone call made her feel closer to him. All afternoon her heart was busy and sweet. Thinking about the lingering relationship with Li Qi for a moment. Reminisce about the conversation with Lonnie for a moment. Leaning against the glowing red cockscomb, she smiled sweetly with her white face. When the lips are smiling, the heart is smiling. She hasn't felt this way for a long time. She leaned on the bed, hugging the pillow that Li Qi had slept on. Very masculine breath. She prostrated herself on the mattress where Li Qi had slept, the wet traces of sweat had long since dried up, but the smell secreted from his pores was still there. She took out the scorched powder-blue dress, put it on, and looked in the mirror. Without further ado, she simply took off her blouse and put back on the coat she had worn the night she visited him. Scene after scene, sentence after sentence, replaying and replaying in my mind. Li Qi, love is as deep as the sea. However, Li Qi is now a vast ocean, and she doesn't know if she is the only boat on this ocean. She didn't forget that when she was studying in the United States, Li Qi once got together with her good friend Shui Wenjun, a middle school classmate. She had absolutely no doubt that he loved her. But she couldn't be sure he didn't have other women. As Li Qi said, he is a scavenger. And she will always pick the stars in the sky. Li Qi said that he would only be sad for her alone. Did he think she wouldn't be sad for him? She is jealous. Li Qi never doubted her loyalty to him. Her heart was in a mess, in the past it was Li Qi who waited for her regardless of the weather; now, it was she who waited for him bitterly, and he never said when he would come again. At this moment, Sun Langni became her life buoy. Running out of the living room, staring at the flowers Lonnie gave her, she sighed softly: "Lonnie, thank you." The phone rang loudly suddenly, and she jumped up in fright when she was in a trance. The producer's phone call, a round of urgent passwords: "Li Qi and Cheng Anbang hold a press conference at four o'clock tomorrow afternoon, you go, we will film some of your conversations with them." Bosom friend hardly moves. When did Cheng Anbang return to Hong Kong? Why are they still holding a press conference together? Producer says: "They will work together to make a movie. Would you like to invite Cheng Anbang to attend Zhiyin's Eleven?" "me……" For a moment, Bosom friend's soul was in a mess. One is the person in the dream of youth who has regained his old love. One was the father of her own child, to whom she had dedicated her virginity with both hands. Li Qi and Cheng Anbang knew each other. On that stormy night, Li Qi was painting a portrait of his rival.Anbang, Anbang, on the cape of wind and waves, in that small yellow tent, staring at the white-headed waves with thousands of snowflakes rolled up by the strong wind, waiting for her and thinking of her. When the two heroes met, she couldn't imagine what it would be like. "Bosom friend, bosom friend, are you okay!" The producer didn't hear her voice for a long time, so he shouted loudly. "Oh, it's okay, it's okay. Why...we don't know how Cheng Anbang returned to Hong Kong!" "Whatever, it's just a film company's propaganda trick, pretending to be mysterious." The director said: "Cheng Anbang has traveled all over the iron shoes and can't find it. It doesn't take much effort to get it! Destiny is like this, it's yours. What's yours, what's not yours isn't yours." Didn't Li Qi know that Cheng Anbang would collaborate with him in a movie? Impossible. Li Qi is already the number one student in Hong Kong, with his current status, it is absolutely impossible for him to be at the mercy of the film company. Without his consent, the film company couldn't hastily invite Cheng Anbang back from the United States. It is not surprising that Cheng Anbang is here. Although he has been the leading actor in one or two Hollywood movies, Chinese actors have few opportunities to develop in Caucasian society. He needs to come back, his foundation is not as solid as Li Qi's. Li Qi knew it. That explains why he came up that night. He wants to prove that Le Zhiyin is his woman before Cheng Anbang arrives. "Bosom friend, aren't you sick?" The producer was a little worried when she saw that she was silent for a long time again. The bosom friend thought: How long can I escape?Better to face reality. "Okay, I'll go." Putting down the receiver, Zhiyin lay down on the bed collapsed. It was still raining outside the window. The rain reminded her of Anbang, and she remembered the small herringbone yellow tent that Anbang built on that stormy night.There, she unbuttoned her clothes and handed herself over to Anbang. She remembered that the two of them sat with their knees hugged in the small tent, Anbang quietly listening to the wind and waves, the yellow light reflected on his face, which was surprisingly beautiful. Anbang, a combination of urchins and poetry. That night, when Anbang looked back, his gaze was gentle, even with kindness beyond this world. She remembered Anbang saying: "Don't dismantle this tent, just leave it on this sandy mud platform facing the sea, pass by in the future, you will remember today." He was so kind, he even protected her and Li Qi, dealt with her mother, and let them have a tryst. At that time, Anbang felt so much pain in his heart. He hid alone in his little yellow tent, facing the turbulent waves and swaying in the wind and rain, until she went to him, and the strong wind and rain blew the tent down on top of them both. "Just let me hug you and listen to the rain for a day, at least, this day belongs to our whole life." In the past ten years, every time there was a strong storm, she would think of An Bang, the man who quietly withdrew with a painful heart and handed her into his brother's hands. Li Qi knew that she loved Anbang. When he painted Anbang's portrait, tears welled down his cheeks. He was afraid of losing her. As a result, neither of the two men got her. She was pregnant with An Bang's child, married his brother, and became his sister-in-law. For ten years, Anbang never found her. Does he know how much she has missed him for the past ten years? The rain became heavier and heavier, and by the afternoon of the next day, the No. 3 typhoon signal had been hoisted. Le Zhiyin couldn't sleep at night, her face was pale. Facing the dressing table, she inadvertently put on makeup. She hadn't taken off the powder-blue dress, she tidied her hair a little, put on a silver raincoat with a waist, put on black glasses, and set off for the press conference. The appeal of Li Qi and Cheng Anbang was obviously very strong, and the reporters present were very enthusiastic. When Zhiyin arrived at the scene, there was no room left for Qianlin. Anyway, the photographers of "Xiangjiang TV" were crowded in front to record the video. She simply stood quietly and far behind, without taking off her black glasses and raincoat. The film company has already started to introduce Li Qi and Cheng Anbang's cooperation plan, but Le Zhiyin's ears are blank, unable to hear anything. Li Qi freely left and right for the reporters to take pictures.Cheng Anbang raised his eyes and saw the girl wearing sunglasses and a silver raincoat. She forgot for a moment that she was facing dozens of cameras, and left her seat. Cheekily walked towards Le Zhiyin. Anbang's appearance has not changed much, no matter what she is hiding behind, he still recognizes her. Le Zhiyin's eyes hidden behind the sunglasses were filled with tears.The last time Anbang saw her, no, the last time she caught a glimpse of him, he was walking away pretending to be a gorilla. The longing of ten years is now in front of her eyes. Zhiyin is leaning against the wall, not even daring to blink. She knows that when her eyelids are closed, tears will fall, and the dark glasses can no longer hide the rain pool in her eyes. It's miserable. As soon as Li Qi noticed this situation, he rushed to Le Zhiyin in a few strides, and the three of them stood there, relatively speechless.Anbang stood up straight, put away his humor, and stared at his bosom friend as if in a lifetime. When Anbang is not naughty, his face is always poetic. His closed lips are very serene, and the shape of his mouth is very delicate. All the words he hasn't said in ten years are conveyed to her heart through his eyes and the corners of his mouth. Li Qi's deep eyes stared intently at his bosom friend, he couldn't be jealous in public, but he would not let Cheng Anbang get close to his Xiao Sheng no matter what. After all, Li Qi is used to dealing with many reporters, so he introduced it generously: "Miss Le, this is Mr. Cheng Anbang. Anbang, this is Miss Le Zhiyin from Xiangjiang TV Station, a famous host." Le Zhiyin only stretched out his right hand to shake Cheng Anbang's hand, and Anbang squeezed her palm, with thousands of words, only relying on this pinch to press into her blood, Li Qi felt that something was wrong with her complexion, she was surprisingly pale, so he hurriedly helped her to sit down: "Miss Le doesn't seem very well today?" Le Zhiyin choked Huatang, and reluctantly nodded. As soon as he sat down, the hem of the raincoat parted slightly, and Li Qi vaguely saw the scorched pink-blue skirt. Although his precautions hadn't diminished, his jealousy had diminished a lot. The boss of the film company said politely: "It's windy and rainy today, but Ms. Le still welcomes me, thank you very much." "Where is it, where is it." Le Zhiyin forced himself to be calm, and said a few polite words. The photographers and sound engineers of "Xiangjiang TV" are all ready. "Miss Le, we're filming your conversation. Do you want to take off your sunglasses?" "Don't take it off, my eyes hurt today." Le Zhiyin asked herself if she didn't have the courage to show her naked eyes in front of others. "Miss Le, can you touch up some lipstick? It's too pale." said the photographer. Lezhiyinxiang robot put on a light lipstick as if he heard the order. "Add some rouge," said the photographer. "No rouge." Le Zhiyin replied weakly. "Are you really uncomfortable?" Li Qi asked with concern. "No, I'm fine. I didn't sleep well last night. I'm just a little tired." Le Zhiyin took out a powder box from her purse and printed it on her face a few times. "Let's go," she said to the cameraman and sound engineer. "Mr. Cheng Anbang, on behalf of the audience, I welcome you to Hong Kong." "Thank you." Cheng Anbang's answer was surprisingly short, not at all like the talkative urchin he used to be. Li Qi felt that his bosom friend was not in the mood, so he said by himself: "I am very happy to cooperate with Anbang. I have seen two of his movies, and they are indeed the light of the Chinese." "Thank you." Anbang only said three words. Confused, Zhiyin waved to the cameraman and sound engineer and said: "No... no more, I... I..." Li Qi cared for her tenderly: "Since Miss Le is not in good spirits, there is no need to take pictures, it's okay." The photographer reminded Le Zhiyin: "Ask Mr. Cheng Anbang if he has time to go on TV and be a guest at 11 o'clock." "Ah, yes." The bosom friend settled down: "Mr. Cheng Anbang, I host an interview program called Bosom Friends at 11 o'clock. It is broadcast at 11 o'clock every Monday night. Can you spare time to accept TV interviews?" "Of course." Cheng Anbang only answered two words again. Bosom friend has the feeling of internal damage. Anbang's unnatural reticence is obviously very painful. "Zhiyin, let's take a few teaser announcements with Mr. Cheng, it only takes ten seconds." The photographer didn't understand why Le Zhiyin seemed to have forgotten everything today. "Ten seconds? Let Mr. Cheng talk." Le Zhiyin said. Cheng Anbang knew how she felt and why she was reluctant to take off her sunglasses. Li Qi, inevitably knew it too. He knew that he was there, which made Zhiyin very embarrassed. "I'm leaving first, I'm going to start work, you guys talk slowly." Anbang glanced at him gratefully. "Mr. Cheng, you just need to say a few simple words." The photographer was very patient: "If you can't say it once, we will come again, don't worry." Anbang was always eloquent. Seeing his bosom friend like this, he could only hold back his melancholy, and said to the camera professionally: "I am Cheng Anbang, a naughty boy who can't study. How can I have the opportunity to film in Hollywood? I will be in Bosom friend will tell everyone at eleven o'clock." The sound engineer made a "done" gesture. The photographer also gave a thumbs up: "Mr. Cheng is awesome, the first time it works, the time is exactly ten seconds!" "Thank you!" Anbang said. "Miss Le, how can I contact you?" Anbang asked Le Zhiyin. She wrote him the address and phone number. Anbang held tightly the note she gave him: "treasure." Treasure, these were the last two words she said to him ten years ago, now in her ears, it seemed that Anbang would soon run out of her life again, she didn't know whether to be happy or sad. "Treasure." Anbang said it again, stared at her again, and left. People who dare not miss for ten years. The person who has been hiding in the bottom of my heart for ten years. A person who will not appear in a ten-year dream. Just now, she appeared in front of Le Zhiyin, as if the buried memory was revived, she knew that it was ten years without regrets. Cheng Anbang did not forget her, his eyes told her, and his gentle pinch of his palm told her. He replayed the parting scene ten years ago and told her. How did these ten years go by so quickly?How did you leave her so quickly in the past? Reminiscing about the old days is like punching her heart, why is it so painful?The pain made her fall on the chair and couldn't stand up. The photographer sees something wrong: "Miss Le, let's call it a day, you are really sick, go see a doctor." Le Zhiyin forgot what she said, and when she realized her existence again, she was driving home. She parked the car tiredly, her ears seemed to be unable to hear any sound, the whole world was so lonely and quiet, the only place she could escape was her home, the home where she was alone. See a doctor?Who will accompany her? Le Zhiyin, a successful and strong woman. She instinctively pressed the elevator, stepped out, and was about to open the door with the key, when there was already a person standing against the wall outside the door. "Anbang!" The bosom friend threw himself into his arms involuntarily, and as soon as Anbang touched that limp body, ten years seemed like a flash, there was no one else around, and everything was like yesterday. Anbang suppressed the excitement in his heart and put on a naughty smile: "Landlady, is Li Qi in there?" "Don't talk nonsense, you think he's in there?" Zhiyin teased Cheng Anbang.Both angry and funny. Anbang gestured with his empty hands as if holding two suitcases of luggage: "He didn't come, I'm going to move in!" Zhiyin inserted the key into the lock: "Come in, don't make trouble." Anbang looked at her back, feeling a sense of sadness in his heart. When she opened the door, he hurriedly wiped away the tears welling up in his eyes, and put on a smiling face before she turned his head. The bosom friend turned around: "I don't change my nature. Just now I pretended to be silent and dejected in the press conference. It made me...it made me think it was true." "Shihua!" Anbang called with a smile. As soon as she heard her real name, her bosom friend immediately returned to ten years ago. "Sheng Shihua, so what is true, what is false? Are you still you?" "What's the meaning?" Shihua pressed the sunglasses nervously, lest they fall off. "Let me see you." Anbang's delicate lips were still poetic. He gently took her hand away, gently took off her sunglasses, stared carefully at her tired eyes with slight red veins, and said nothing. Shihua uneasily avoided his gaze. "When I want to see you, you avoid it, and when you want me to see you later, you have to ask me." Anbang is always joking. "I'm not in the mood for joking." Sheng Shihua said as he took off his raincoat. "But I'm in a good mood. I have a chance to act in a movie with your old lover Li Qi." Anbang said with a smile. Shihua made him laugh and cry, in her fantasy, Anbang would hug her and not let go, to make up for the ten years of dreams and souls that could not meet each other. But he only cares about joking. "My dejection just now was just to make you confuse and run away from our number one student, Li Qi." Anbang is again playing the gorilla who is proudly scratching his ears and picking his cheeks. "Sit down! You're running around me like this, making me dizzy. I couldn't sleep well last night." Shihua sat down, and Anbang was still playing as an orangutan. "Stop being a gorilla, I'm not eighteen, don't treat me like a child." The reunion Shihua expected was not so casual. She was a little disappointed and even more lost. Anbang finally sat down, facing her. "Shihua, I just want to make you laugh, I don't want to make you sad." Shihua turned his head away. "Shihua, don't you miss me?" Anbang asked a little frivolously. Shihua felt sore, Anbang just joked. Anbang observed her for a while: "I know you want to ask me: Do you miss me? It's just that the little girl has become an old girl, so I'm sorry to ask." Shihua stood up: "What did you say?" "Shihua, let's face it, you are now twenty-eight, not eighteen," Anbang said. Shihua gritted his teeth: "Our boy is nine years old, have you seen him?" Anbang fell silent for a moment. "Have you seen it?" Shihua asked again. Anbang shook his head: "I haven't seen it, I haven't even seen the photo, An Xiong don't want to see me again, no wonder he, he is afraid that his son will know that he is not his father, but I am." Shihua is still angry: "Where is your mother? There are always pictures of grandchildren, right?" Anbang smiled wryly: "An Xiong has never been in touch with his mother, and he hasn't even sent a photo." Every time Shihua mentioned his son, it was like an olive stuck in his throat: "You're just running away." "Escape from you or Anxiong?" Anbang said. "Escape from everything." Shihua bitterly came to his mind: "You don't have feelings for a son who hasn't even glanced at him, you don't need to be responsible, and you don't need to pay attention to me." Anbang shook his head and sighed: "Shihua, you have gone downhill. When did you become a mother-in-law? Back then, who was going to marry An Xiong? That was your choice?" "If you don't see me for ten years because of this, I'll be happier." Anbang's face became bitter again: "Shihua, why don't you ask me why I haven't gotten married for ten years?" There was also a heavy bitterness on Shihua's face: "When Xiaoxiong was three years old, I divorced Anxiong. Where were you in those seven years?" Anbang stood up, facing the criss-crossing rainwater outside the window: "Why should I come to you? I'm a person who can't study and has nothing to do. I'm not Anxiong, I'm not a fencing champion, I'm not a doctor in space physics, I'm just a jobless vagrant, an overage vagrant." Sheng Shihua turned pages of past events in his mind: "Anbang, you have changed too. When did you think about these things before? Is love conditional?" Isn't Anbang turning pages of the past in his mind? "Shihua, don't annoy me by saying it again. A twenty-eight-year-old girl can fall in love with someone unconditionally. Do twenty-eight-year-old women know how to love unconditionally?" "Anbang, even if women in the world don't understand, I will understand." Shihua stood up and walked to his side to watch the rain together. "Every rainy day, I think of you, the wind and the rain belong to us. However, I'm afraid to miss you too much, I'm afraid only I miss you and you don't miss me." Anbang held her hand: "Shihua, I'm scared too, but I haven't stopped missing you. It's better to have someone I miss than nothing. The real loneliness is that there is no one to miss." Shihua held his hand for a long time, she felt his love. "Shihua, I'm not twenty-two years old anymore, I'm mature." Anbang looked at her: "If Li Qi hadn't become a big star and was still a poor painter, would you still love him? You Pity him at most. Pity is not love. When I have achieved nothing, I don’t want your pity. What choice do I have besides leaving in a sad state?” Through the glass, Shihua drew with his finger along with the tear-like rain: "Anbang, for so many years, I have carried a hope every night. I hope that you will enter my dream, let me meet, and let us have a few words. Unfortunately, you never entered my dream." Anbang held her by his side: "Sometimes, I have nightmares, dreaming that I ran into your and An Xiong's house, An Xiong scolded me: You want to destroy my home? You also scolded me: We are a family of three, we don't need you anymore, you are just a substitute Your brother's tool for raising children!" Anbang leaned his forehead against the glass window: "Woke up from a dream, I am ashamed, why should I break into your house? Maybe, I am just a fertility tool, sending you a bunch of sperm for my infertile brother." "Anbang," Shihua called out softly, "I gave it to you for the first time, and I asked for it myself. At that time, I didn't even know that Anxiong was infertile. Why did you make up excuses and never see me? " Anbang laughed heartily: "People with low self-esteem need excuses. So I say shame, shame that I thought that in my dream." "Anbang, you don't need to feel inferior." Shihua pressed his forehead against his. "The more people defecate, the more they have." Anbang's eyes were worried. For the first time, Se-hwa realizes how insecure he is. "Anbang, you have finally made two films in Hollywood, and you have been the leading actor in an American movie. This time, you have returned home." Anbang remembered the hesitant days of going around trying to find a job, auditioning everywhere, and being rejected everywhere. He didn't want to tell Shihua about the painful experiences that almost destroyed his self-esteem and self-confidence. He has made two films, one is the big brother in the underworld in Chinatown, and the other is the secret Chinese lover of an American female writer. His acting skills have been well received, but deep down in his heart, he has guilt. Those roles Although it does not insult China, it is definitely not the light of the Chinese as Li Qi said. "I admire Li Qi's measure." "Li Qi has always been a not stingy person." Sheng Shihua said, "In fact, he is aloof from the world, but fate has made him the number one student, and he has been famous for ten years." Ampang said: "I'll tell you a secret, but don't laugh at me. It's because I'm jealous that Li Qi became a star, so I will too. For you." Sehwa kisses his face: "Then you should look at Li Qi's example. His background is much more difficult than yours, but he has never felt inferior." Anbang put his arm around her arm: "My situation is: I can't make it, I can't make it. The Hong Kong film industry thinks that I am great because I have been the leading actor in two films in the United States. In fact, I am still a marginal person. You know, not every English film needs an actor. As for the Chinese male lead, I don't have many chances." "Anbang, go back to Hong Kong and develop." Shihua cheers him up. Anbang made a face at her: "This is also a secret, don't tell others. I can't announce that I plan to develop in Hong Kong. I have to pretend that many directors in the United States have taken a fancy to me. Those who pretend to be true have to return to the United States often." Shihua became serious: "I can help you with this in the interview program. We cooperate, and it's as real as it is fake." Anbang looked at her and smiled, it was the first time Shihua saw him laughing really happily, and even his own smile became brighter. Anbang knew that Shihua still loved him. "What kind of film are you cooperating with Li Qi this time?" She really didn't know which of the two was the official leading actor. Anbang thought for a while: "Brothers like dragons and tigers. Li Qi is taller than me. He plays the older brother and I play the younger brother. Brothers love each other. The script is not innovative." "Then you have to test your acting skills." Shihua said. Anbang said with a smile: "The script will be revised while filming. If I can't be seen after the revision, then you will know that my acting skills are worse than Li Qi." "It's quite the best, and the audience likes it the most!" Shi Hua said. Anbang shrugged: "The No. 1 niche student in Hong Kong is partnered with the No. 1 Chinese niche student in Hollywood. I don't think it's hard not to be the No. 1." Shi Hua looked at the face that he had not seen for ten years: "Anbang, no matter what role you play in Hollywood, it will not be humiliating. You are very good-looking. I have never seen such a good-looking Chinese actor in Hollywood movies." Anbang sighed softly: "Why do Chinese actors have to be cast? American male protagonists are not good-looking, and many of them are not. I don't want to be a so-called good-looking Chinese role model, I want to be a good actor who is ugly and admirable. " Shihua thinks his ambition is commendable. She always felt that Anbang had a very special temperament. When he was naughty, he should be an excellent comedian.When he puts on his poetic air, he should be a wonderful artist actor. Putting the two together, he can play anything. Li Qi is a typical handsome and stalwart Zhengyin niche, two very different people. "Brotherly love, you'd better be the heroine." Cheng Anbang said jokingly. Sheng Shihua shook his head and waved his hands: "Can't take it." Anbang laughed: "In real life, you are the heroine of the feud between Anxiong and my brother. Hahaha, in order to protect my brother's fragile heart, I even gave him my son and girlfriend. What did I get back? Yes hatred!" Anbang laughed until tears came out. "Ha, ha, Li Qi and I, the feud between fake brothers is not because of you? Sheng Shihua, you really have the luck to be the heroine!" Anbang laughed wildly, sat on a chair, put his head in his hands and leaned on the dining table. "Anbang, look up, Anbang!" Shihua pushed him, Anbang continued to laugh for a while, then raised his head, there was a little watermark on the table. Sheng Shihua held his head in his arms: "Anbang, you said you only want to make me laugh, what about yourself? Anbang, don't lie to me, don't lie to yourself, you are not happy!" Anbang rubbed his face against Shihua's chest for a while: "It's just sweat, only women have so many tears." Shihua said in a low voice, like singing a nursery rhyme: "I'm a woman, and I don't have so many tears, Anbang, men can cry." "I don't cry, it's Li Qi of yours who does. I drew a portrait of me ten years ago, and I was so jealous that I burst into tears." Anbang imitated Li Qi's portrait. "However, he is quite a good person. As you said, he is not stingy. Maybe he has well-developed limbs and a simple mind." Anbang's feelings for Li Qi are half-friend, half-enemy. "Li Qi still loves you very much, I can see that. To be so polite to me, well, half of it is for him, and half is for your sake. I understand." Anbang has been away from Hong Kong for ten years. Now that he is back, the prosperity of Hong Kong has been many times higher than it was ten years ago. He is really disappointed. "Well, Anbang, where do you live now?" Shihua asked. "The film company arranged for me a service apartment in the New World Hotel. It's quite spacious. There are people doing everything, such as changing sheets, washing and ironing, but I owe someone to cook." Anbang glanced at her. Shihua seemed to be troubled. Anbang smiled: "I can't do it as the second tenant, it doesn't matter, I don't want to meet Li Qi here either." Just as he finished speaking, the phone rang. Anbang hurried over to listen, pretending to be a female voice: "Hey, what can I do with Miss Sheng?" "Cheng Anbang, I'm Li Qi, don't play tricks on me, I know you're here." "Oh, Miss Sheng's home is called here? It seems to be your home. I am Aunt Cheng, Miss Sheng's new maid." Anbang still pretended to be a female voice, and made female gestures while speaking. Shihua was about to grab the phone, but Anbang immediately resumed his male voice: "Li Qi, where are you? I'm here too." "I'm just downstairs." Li Qi's voice was slightly displeased. "Then you come up here." Anbang put down the phone: "I really said Cao Cao, Cao Cao will be here. You can clean up the mess." Three people who were trapped in a triangle relationship ten years ago come together again. Li Qi came up to take a look, seeing that Sheng Shihua hadn't changed yet, and was still wearing that scorched blue skirt, he was half relieved. "Look, Miss Sheng is neatly dressed." Anbang said mischievously, "Who do you think my sister-in-law is?" Li Qi patted him on the back vigorously: "Go to the movies." "Looking at what?" Anbang asked. "The two episodes you starred in. Xiao Sheng will also go, maybe you need some parts of the show." "Everyone get in my car!" Li Qi said. Li Qi's is an ordinary Mercedes-Benz. "Where's the Ferrari?" Anbang asked. Shihua glared at him, Li Qi didn't even know that Wang Fasong's nickname was Ferrari, it was just because he was already driving a Ferrari when he was studying. "My legs are weak." Anbang was most afraid of going to see his own movie with his friends. "I've already seen it, I want Xiao Sheng to have a look." Li Qi said. When I arrived at the screening room, I sat for three hours. Anbang's two dramas are all over. Shihua was too shocked to speak. Anbang acted like whatever he acted, no wonder Li Chi was willing to cooperate with him. "You are an excellent opponent." Li Qi said. "There are three rules, actor Li, when I face the camera and your back is turned, you have to act as usual, so you have to give me some communication." Anbang said. "Understood." Li Qi replied: "I'm not a hillbilly." "I am, I am." "Come and see Mr. Cheng's masterpiece."