Entertainment: I really want to make progress

"Buy a mobility scooter first."

Zhou Yutang is very pragmatic.

The pilot of the TV series was a hit, and the publishing house immediately began arranging for the publication of physical books. There was a new book signing event in Beijing a few years ago.

Zhou Yutang recorded another advance payment of royalties, amounting to about two hundred thousand.

Coupled with the income from new book sales and future TV series, there is no shortage of money for the time being.

Thinking of driving Mr. Zhang's Mazda into traffic jams every day, Zhou Yutang decided to buy a car for a change.

All right.

In fact, it’s not appropriate to drive someone else’s car all the time.

Although Zhang Ruojun didn't mind, Zhou Yutang didn't like the feeling of borrowing other people's things.

The goal was very clear. I made a phone call before setting off. The store was still holding activities.

Then there was no need to hesitate. I went to the store with Zhang Ruojun that afternoon and drove the Passat back directly for 16.80 thousand.

After buying the car, I went to his house with Zhang Ruojun.

Zhou Yutang finally met the famous director, producer and businessman Zhang Zhenba.

And Zhang Ruojun’s stepmother.

That was the first generation of Da Sa Mi in Beijing.

Father Zhang has short hair, a tough demeanor, and his eyebrows are very similar to Zhang Ruojun. He is quite like the feudal patriarchal style of ancient times.

"Yu Tang, come on, come on."

When I saw Zhou Yutang, I immediately opened my arms and greeted him warmly with a smile.

"Hello Uncle Zhang, hello Aunt Liu."

Zhou Yutang also responded politely.

I conveniently put away the tea, Moutai and other gifts I bought in advance.

"You kid, you just have a simple meal, why do you bring so many things here?"

Aunt Liu Bei's eyes are crooked when she smiles, and she has the charm of a mature woman.

"That's right. I just came in a hurry and bought some casually."

Zhou Yutang also said politely.

Although he and Zhang Ruojun are worthy of each other, when they meet Zhang Zhen's father, everyone has their own opinions, and he still needs to be polite on his part.

"Xiaotang!"

Father Zhang put his arms around Zhou Yutang's shoulders and patted him hard: "I always hear Guoli mention you, you are young and promising! Don't be formal, don't be polite, just treat yourself like your own son when you come here."

"Thank you Uncle Zhang."

After the polite greetings, Father Zhang praised Zhou Yutang again, and Aunt Liu Bei was also laughing and talking to Yan Yan while looking at the young man.

The more you look at it, the better it becomes.

Many little girls only recognize handsome boys.

But mature women are different. They pay attention to more things besides appearance.

Although Zhou Yutang is impeccably handsome, but more importantly, he possesses other qualities that make even this first-generation Sami stand out.

The circle has been peaceful for too long.

The last person who became popular was Xu Cainü.

Zhou Yutang followed the same path as Xu Cainv, and he was also famous for his talent.

However, in Aunt Liu Bei's opinion, compared to Xu Cainu, who is favored by Beijing circles and whose background is somewhat unworthy of the reputation, the polite and handsome boy in front of her is much better.

I wrote my own book and adapted it into a script, and then invested my own money in finding people to organize it, and the show was about to become a hit.

Along the way, I have no background and rely entirely on myself. This is really awesome.

Zhou Yutang also noticed Aunt Liu Bei’s friendly gaze.

He smiled and nodded in response.

Of course, what caught his attention more was Zhang's father.

Father Zhang's attitude towards himself was far more enthusiastic than towards his biological son. He frequently encouraged him to drink during the dinner and said that he would cooperate in the future.

What else can Zhou Yutang say about this, except that he will definitely have the opportunity in the future.

On the contrary, Aunt Liu Bei has a high emotional intelligence and is very concerned about Zhang Ruojun's feelings.

Seeing that Zhang's father was neglecting him, he kept picking up food for him and asked him about things at school with concern.

There is nothing wrong with this stepmother.

The atmosphere of this family dinner was a bit stiff, and Zhang Ruojun was very silent, not taking the initiative to say a word to his father during the dinner.

After it was over, the two went back to school together.

After Zhou Yutang drank, he took the passenger seat and let Zhang Ruojun drive.

Zhang Ruojun, who saw the bright sunshine for the first time, was looking out the window with his face slightly tilted.

Zhou Yutang glanced out of the corner of his eye and could see the slightly lonely expression of the thin dog reflected on the car window.

"Yu Tang, you should know now why I bother him so much, right?"

"well."

Zhou Yutang sighed and patted Zhang Ruojun on the shoulder.

Zhang Ruojun's parents divorced when he was very young, and he was raised by his grandparents.

Dad Zhang is very busy, often filming on the set, and he may not be able to go home even once in several months.

When he came back, he acted like a grown-up, and he always had an almost harsh attitude toward Zhang Ruojun.

Under such circumstances, it is really not easy for a small dog to grow wildly into the sunny and cheerful boy he is today.

Putting himself in his shoes, Zhou Yutang suddenly understood.

Just because he grew up in such a family atmosphere, it is no wonder that Zhang Ruojun is so keen to prove his abilities in order to escape his father's wings.

This is a family matter. Even if Zhou Yutang has a good relationship with Zhang Ruojun, it's hard to say anything.

But no matter what, his friendship with Zhang Ruojun will not change, they will always be brothers.

After all, Zhang Ruojun helped Zhou Yutang to some extent in his first step into this circle.

Zhang Ruojun clenched the steering wheel with both hands and turned his head with red eyes to prevent Zhou Yutang from seeing.

Zhou Yutang put on a car CD.

It's "Sailor" by Zheng Zhihua.

"He said that in the wind and rain, this little pain is nothing.

Wipe away your tears and don’t be afraid, at least we still have dreams. "

Some words don't need to be said.

Zhou Yutang called Zhu Yilong on the way: "Brother Long, are you finished over there?"

"Well, the activity is over and I just went back to school. Will you guys go back tonight?"

"Come out and drink."

"oh."

Brother Long seemed to feel something when he heard the voice, so he had a tacit understanding and didn't ask any more questions. He just said that a new open-air barbecue stall had recently opened near the school.

The boss is from Brother Long's hometown. He just started the late-night snack business, and now he is doing opening activities to attract customers. He wants to take care of the business of his fellow villagers.

Zhou Yutang had no objection.

At times like this, what matters is not what you eat, but what you drink and who you drink with.

Got to the place.

There is a big tricycle parked on the empty roadside, and there is an eye-catching sign called Sichuan Flavor Wharf.

Turn on the gas tank and turn on the fire.

The cooking boss looks a bit like the king of Northeast China. He is wearing blue overalls, with his sleeves rolled up and a towel around his neck. He is stirring the spoon over the fire with a skillful technique.

There is a grill on the side.

Smoke from fireworks floated in the air.

There are more than a dozen tables in the erected shed. The business seems to be picking up. Apart from Zhou Yutang and others, there are still a few tables of customers.

The boss is in charge of cooking, while the landlady with a Sichuan accent walks around diligently, serving food to the guests with a smile on her face, and picking up the trash along the way.

Brother Long went up to communicate in his native dialect and chose a seat to sit down.

I ordered a box of beer first, then a Sichuan-style chicken hot pot, and then a vegetarian stir-fried duba, sixtieth skewers, and green onion mashed potatoes.

Secret beef skewers, mutton skewers and barbecue tendons are also arranged.

Almost there.

Not looking for a wine opener, Zhou Yutang knocked the beer bottle on the corner of the table, and the lid of Yong Chu Tian Ya flew out with white foam rising.

Before they even had time to pour the wine, senior Yang Mi sent a message, saying that she was bored without an announcement, and asked Zhou Yutang if she wanted to play games together.

"Don't play, there's something wrong."

Zhou Yutang simply replied and turned off his phone.

Seeing Zhang Ruojun's gloomy expression and not saying a word, Zhu Yilong probably knew what was going on.

In the afternoon, Zhou Yutang sent a message saying that he would go to Zhang Ruojun's house for dinner in the evening and it would be like this when he came back.

The three of them had a drink together first, and the cold feeling made people feel a little heady.

The thin dog hasn’t spoken yet, come again!

It was better now. After three drinks in a row, Zhang Ruojun blushed a little and finally spoke.

"No, I have to slow down..."

He waved his hands to show that he couldn't do it anymore and ate a few roast beef skewers.

Just open the chat box.

Normal communication patterns were restored.

Zhou Yutang took a sip of wine and asked, "Ruojun, do you have any dreams?"

"Dream? Don't laugh at me if you tell me."

Zhang Ruojun, who still had cumin seeds on his lips, grinned and said, "Actually, I haven't had any dreams since I was a kid, so I just messed around."

"I was a jerk when I was in elementary school, I was a jerk in middle school, and I became even more of a jerk when I was in high school. It was common to climb over the wall to go online. Have you ever skipped class to perm your hair?"

"Oh, by the way, I used to have lip studs on my mouth, but then I had them removed because I was going to film school. Anyway, I just want to be rebellious. Now when I think about myself at that time, it's really ridiculous."

"You have so much experience."

Brother Long suppressed this sentence.

"Rich?"

Zhang Ruojun picked up a glass and drank it himself: "I just wanted to use this method to attract his attention and make him look at me more."

Brother Long said nothing, and Zhou Yutang also fell silent.

Don't advise others to be kind without doing their business.

After all, they have never had such a rough experience as Zhang Ruojun, and they are not qualified to say nonsense like telling him to look away.

But as Xigou's adoptive father, Zhou Yutang feels the same way.

"Brother Long, what about you?"

"me?"

Brother Long put down his chopsticks and laughed: "My experience is actually very ordinary. My father is a Sanda champion. Since I was a child, he felt that I was not masculine enough, so he threw me into the Sanda team."

He stretched out his hand and gestured at the height of the table, "A little carrot head of about this size was training and sparring with eight or nine-year-old children. His body was covered in bruises every day. My mother was almost heartbroken at that time."

"No wonder, at that time, we were fighting with those grandsons from the School of Foreign Languages. Brother Long, you brought down several of them."

Zhang Ruojun nodded: "Where are you, Yu Tang?"

"I?"

Zhou Yutang chuckled and said, "I'm different. Girls fought for me when I was in school. The school called parents. My mother almost fainted."

"Haha! You are so naughty!"

Neither Zhang Ruojun nor Zhu Yilong could hold back their laughter.

The three of them had another drink.

Speaking of the military training at the beginning of the school year, three people in the dormitory fought against more than a dozen people without fear. This incident laid the foundation of the relationship between the three of them.

In fact, Zhu Yilong was not very good at drinking, but he still drank a lot of wine, had a skewer of beef, and chuckled:

"Actually, my fighting skills are all about skills, while Yu Tang's is all about physical talent. With such physical conditions, if he gets professional training, he will be very powerful."

"Brother Long, you are awesome, but Yu Tang is a pervert. How about we stop being a star and change careers to become the King of Special Forces?"

Zhang Ruojun drank too much and started talking nonsense.

"No problem, I might play a special forces king if I have the chance in the future."

Zhou Yutang smiled leisurely.

Continue to listen to Zhu Yilong talk about his dream: "Later I went to high school, but my grades were not ideal. I got extra points for basketball in the college entrance examination, and then I was admitted to the film school."

"I feel that my life should not just be like this, so I decided to set a goal for myself. It doesn't mean that I have to achieve it, but at least I have a direction to work towards."

"If I have the chance, I would like to bring a trophy back to the film school's history museum."

There was light in Brother Long's eyes.

The School History Museum of the Film School is a showcase of honors and a shrine that countless students of the younger generation admire in their hearts.

When every film school student stands here, he has imagined in his mind that one day he can bring back a golden trophy for his alma mater, making the entire alma mater proud of him.

"This is good! I think so too!"

Zhang Ruojun slapped his thigh and shouted excitedly.

"Okay, let's take the Best Actor, one for each of us!"

Zhou Yutang was also very excited. He slapped the table and opened his mouth.

"..."

Zhang Ruojun and Zhu Yilong wiped their sweat.

Brother Tang, that's about it. You're the best at bragging.

Three movie stars in one dormitory?

You’ve ordered several dishes, but you’re not drunk yet?

Say nothing more.

Fill it up and do it.

Zhu Yilong got drunk while drinking, and now his face was red, but he was sober, and his eyes became clearer and brighter.

Zhang Ruojun only had three bottles of beer, and now he had already consumed more than three bottles. His consciousness was more or less blurred, and he kept mumbling:

"The biggest reward for me in going to college is getting to know you two buddies. How about we come to a Taoyuan wedding? Get a chicken and drink blood wine."

"."

Zhou Yutang and Zhu Yilong couldn't stand it anymore.

This guy is not afraid of social death, so he quickly poured wine for Mr. Zhang.

After drinking the wine, he actually calmed down and started to giggle: "I've really been in trouble lately."

"???"

Zhou Yutang and Zhu Yilong looked at each other, each looking confused.

"Some people in school are gossiping behind their backs, and I know that."

"What kind of gossip are you talking about again?"

"It's like I went to a school through the back door and relied on my connections to play the second male lead. The ratings were high. Those people were more sour than eating lemons, haha."

"You rely on your own strength."

Zhou Yutang patted Mr. Zhang on the shoulder and said seriously: "Don't care what others say, I can't do this without you."

"Take a long-term view. In a few years, you will see what these are."

Innate relationship is actually a kind of strength.

Many people may not realize it in college, but after a few years of being severely beaten by society, reality will teach them how to behave.

The happiest time to drink is when you're halfway through drinking. You're not drunk yet, the fun is with the wine and the brothers are with you.

"I know."

Zhang Ruojun put his hand on Zhou Yutang's shoulder, his drunken eyes were half hazy and half blurred, and suddenly he shouted in a high-pitched voice: "Labour and management just want them to know! What's wrong with labor and management relying on relationships? What's wrong with just hugging each other's thighs!?"

"Zhou Yutang is my brother when riding a horse. What's wrong with me hugging my brother's lap?"

"."

Zhou Yutang's face darkened.

This guy was really drunk. He sat crookedly and fell to the ground. Then he came over and hugged Zhou Yutang's thigh and refused to let go.

I'm most afraid of the sudden silence in the air.

Time seems to have been pressed on the stop button.

The buddies at the tables next to me all had their chopsticks suspended in the air, their eyes fixed on this place with confusion mixed with shock.

Zhou Yutang quickly pulled Zhang Ruojun up, telling him that if he continued talking, he would die here collectively.

Zhang Ruojun also refused to accept everyone who came tonight. In the end, he simply held the bottle and put it in his mouth to show off his boldness, which was better than Qiao Feng of Juxian Village.

The good news is that Mr. Zhang behaves well after drinking. The bad news is that he is really drunk.

According to his usual drinking capacity.

Three bottles of beer were enough to almost reach the kill line. I drank at least five bottles of Bravely to the End of the World today, and I felt completely offline.

Fine.

Zhou Yutang paid the money, looked at Zhu Yilong, and the two of them dragged him back to school, one on the left and the other on the right.

Although Zhang Ruojun's drinking capacity was poor, Zhang Ruojun's wine was really good. He didn't make a fuss even when he was drunk. He just giggled obediently, like a quiet child, and shouted that after finishing this glass, he wanted two more.

Zhou Yutang shook his head. Even if he was drunk, at least he could let his adopted son vent his emotions without having to hold them in his heart.

Arrived at the dormitory.

He helped him to bed with difficulty.

Brother Long fetched a basin of water, wiped his face with a wet towel, and covered him with a quilt. He also put a bottle of water beside him to prevent him from getting thirsty in the middle of the night.

I could vaguely hear the dog burying his face in the quilt and choking secretly.

Zhou Yutang took a look and pulled Brother Long out.

Click.

The lighter's grinding wheel made a slight scraping sound, and the flame jumped.

The two of them held onto the balcony and each lit a cigarette. The cigarette butts were as bright as stars in the distant night sky.

The thin dog in the house hid itself under the quilt and howled like a bereaved dog:

"Mom, I miss you."

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