Chapter 410： another life

The scenery of being the top of the mountain is good, but no one knows the loneliness on the top of the mountain. On this night in Mong Kok, Zhang Dongcheng couldn't help feeling a little bit depressed. The smiling faces of those ordinary people deeply touched him, and the pleasure brought by success and fame was repeated again and again. , Let yourself get used to it, or dull.

Just like the movie four or five years later, Mong Kok Night, in Mong Kok, which is probably the most "seven emotions" corner in the world, it sees through all the world, but presents the world to seduce the world. Here, the deeper the desire, the more detachment will follow. On this night, Zhang Dongcheng has a different life experience from everyone else.

Zhang Dongcheng was affected by this emotion that he didn't know where he came from, making him miss his home, that warm place, the smiling faces of his parents, his childhood playmates in the alley, the kind of memories that come back from the clouds. The feeling of being in the world surrounds him, making him go home without stopping.

When we arrived at the airport, Zhang Dongcheng called Chen Luyu to apologize, saying that he had to postpone the interview for about two to three weeks because of urgent matters at home, and that Luyu's appointment was a recorded program, so the impact was not considered. Big, he agreed to his request.

Go home, go home!

The eagerness to go home is so eager, and when he hears the language he can understand, it becomes more intense. When he gets on the plane to Shanghai and listens to the Chinese dialect that is full of planes, Zhang Dongcheng’s heart feels like returning to the city. In my ignorant childhood, I only know happiness, but not trouble.

took off, with an unusual mood.

Near nostalgia and anti-cowardice is used to describe Zhang Dongcheng's current mood, it is really very appropriate, it couldn't be more appropriate. Through the window of the plane, Zhang Dongcheng's mood was really ups and downs, and he couldn't stop watching the huge city below appear in front of his eyes, and the rapidly growing high-rise buildings.

It has been ten years since I left this city. The moment of leaving seems to be still in front of me, but time flies like water, and ten years pass in a blink of an eye.

At that time, Zhang Dongcheng was just a child who didn't understand anything, and he just bravely took that step for his own dream. Now ten years have passed in a blink of an eye, and the child who was so poor that he only had dreams has completely turned upside down and has become the master of the film industry. The world, a mature and decisive man.

"Sir, we are about to land, please fasten your seat belts." A stewardess with a professional smile walked up to Zhang Dongcheng and said to a middle-aged passenger in a suit and leather shoes who was a big fat man next to him.

"Ah, well, I really envy this friend's figure, he doesn't have to be strangled by the seat belt like me." The fat man joked to Zhang Dongcheng full of envy, and then tied himself tightly with the seat belt .

The stewardess smiled lightly, and her beautiful single phoenix eyes kept sweeping towards Zhang Dongcheng. Indeed, as the fat passenger said, Zhang Dongcheng has a great figure, plus he is proud of his life now, and there is a natural heroic look between his brows With a confidence so strong that it can infect people, women are unconsciously attracted to him, and this flight attendant is no exception.

Not only girls like the beautiful stewardess, but even men can't resist Zhang Dongcheng's appeal, and the fat passenger is the same, and even demeaned himself to chat with Zhang Dongcheng.

"Haha, I'm overwhelmed." Zhang Dongcheng smiled slightly and put on his sunglasses.

"Wait, I always feel like you are alone, but I don't remember who you look like." The fat man looked him up and down, but couldn't remember.

Although Zhang Dongcheng has won the name of Nuo Da in foreign countries, there are many domestic reports, but I don't know if it is the reason why he did not appear in China. Although the public knows his name, they always remember his appearance. Can't live.

This is like Jerry Yang, the founder of Yahoo. Everyone knows that he is a rich man in the United States, and he can also be ranked number one in the world, but if you don’t Baidu’s photos of Jerry Yang, no one knows what he looks like look.

Even if you have seen it, you may not remember it at all...

The situation of Zhang Dongcheng is the same as that of Yang Zhiyuan. Although he is famous, he seems to be too far away from the people of China. That's why he has a somewhat blurred image like the fat passenger, but he can't remember that he is the one who just made history. Super director!

"Haha, this means that I have a public face. Many people say they know me, but they find that I am either a delivery boy or an uncle who moves bricks at a construction site. Anyway, I belong to the working people!" Zhang Dongcheng smiled slightly , said humorously.

"Hehe, brother, you are really humorous. My surname is Tang, Tang Hongwei, and I am a small civil servant in Shanghai." The fat man Tang Hongwei and Zhang Dongcheng felt like old friends after seeing each other, and they started chatting, eloquently.

As soon as he got on the plane, the fat guy started to sleep, but when he was about to arrive, he regained his energy. Zhang Dongcheng also liked the feeling of chatting with others in another identity, so he raised his eyebrows slightly, and reported a A pseudonym, but I didn't know that this pseudonym made my trip back to China a lot more interesting.

Another life, slowly opening up.

"Oh, my name is Zhang Xiaobao. Brother, you really are a civil servant. You know so much." Zhang Dongcheng responded with a smile. It feels really good to be able to communicate with others in Chinese without reservation, especially when he is out of the spotlight. In this ordinary sunshine, everything is so casual.

The name Xiaobao is not a lie to Tang Hongwei, after all, Zhang Dongcheng's nickname is Xiaobao, and at the same time, he is also slightly proud of Wei Xiaobao, Lord Wei is also Xiaobao, and he is born to hug left and right. Now Of course, in this time and space, it is impossible to have seven wives like him, but Zhang Dongcheng's current happy life is not necessarily willing to be exchanged by Lord Wei.

"Xiaobao Xiaobao? Haha, brother, what are you doing? Are you doing business in Hong Kong?" Tang Hongwei looked at Zhang Dongcheng's heroic eyebrows, full of regret.

Hey, such a handsome chef is rare!

This can’t be blamed on Tang Hongwei’s random speculation. Many mainlanders who can establish a foothold in Hong Kong and get on the plane to return to China open restaurants in Hong Kong. After all, it is a gourmet paradise. rich thing.

So Tang Hongwei immediately regarded Zhang Dongcheng as a chef.

Zhang Dongcheng smiled slightly. He didn't expect Tang Hongwei to think so much all of a sudden, so he just said casually: "Oh, I don't live in Hong Kong. I first lived in England, and then I came to the United States, um, counting to It has been five years in the United States. This time I went to Hong Kong to play and then went home."

Hey, this is really a pity, Tang Hongwei sighed again, if he was seeking a living in the United States, he would be a chef 100%, he has never heard of Chinese people doing other jobs in the United States.

"Do Yankees like our Chinese food? Well, those guys may not be used to authentic Chinese food, oh yes, I read in the newspaper that the Chinese food Yankees eat is improved and more suitable for local tastes, yes How about this?" The plane was about to land in ten minutes, Tang Hongwei seized the time to chat with Zhang Dongcheng, and it was obvious that the fat man was really a chatterbox.

"Uh... yes, it's what you said, but I seldom go out to eat, and I only go out when I have no choice. I often eat fast food at work, and I don't have to be so particular about my skills." Zhang Dongcheng rubbed his nose, not knowing what to do. Tang Hongwei asked carefully what they were doing, could they be a foodie?

Tang Hongwei was surprised when he heard it. So Zhang Dongcheng is not a chef? Otherwise, why would you say that you often eat fast food, and even asked with interest: "Xiaobao, what do you do in the United States?"

"Oh... I'm on the crew of a Hollywood film company... doing odd jobs, and sometimes writing a script or something." Zhang Dongcheng was even more embarrassed. He wanted to enjoy the life of ordinary people, and he didn't need to think about words and deeds. To consider whether doing so will be captured and recorded by the paparazzi, and then posted all over the sky. So he deliberately concealed his true identity, only saying that he was a handyman in a film company's crew.

But this sentence provoked Tang Hongwei's words even more. He sat up straight under the restraint of the safety belt, and said excitedly: "Oh! Isn't it? I'm so lucky that I know A friend who works in Hollywood, USA? Not to mention, Hollywood blockbusters are good-looking, and the shootout scene is simply hot! What about First Blood, Terminator, Saving Private, and what about The Matrix are all good to watch. Movie!"

Huh, Tang Hongwei still has one of my movies on the list, Zhang Dongcheng let out a little breath and was overjoyed: "Haha, you are right, these are Hollywood super blockbusters, very good, I agree with your point of view .”

Zhang Dongcheng's words made Tang Hongwei even more interested: "You work on the crew, you must have met many big-name stars, right? And you also know a lot of interesting things during filming, come, come, tell me about it."

The mainland in 1999 was relatively closed. Hollywood was like an alien planet to ordinary Chinese people, and the increasingly open horizon made Chinese people full of curiosity about the outside world and the desire to explore to the end. Tang Hongwei may just be bored on the road, maybe He just wanted to hear a joke, but he looked at Zhang Dongcheng sincerely, making it difficult for him to refuse.

Okay, Zhang Dongcheng sighed, he really didn't expect that one day he would tell a funny story about his filmmaking to an uncle-like fat man, uh, shouldn't this be said in an interview with a major newspaper reporter?

When filming the mummy, Brandon, who was about to be hanged, was taken over, and he once again became the idiot actor that Zhang Dongcheng said. After a certain director rushed to give artificial respiration, he refused to admit that he did it, and asked The funny story of a black man coming to help him carry the pot made Tang Hongwei laugh out loud, and sat on his seat twisting and turning.

After the plane landed, Zhang Dongcheng and Tang Hongwei really became good friends. The two got off the plane together, and even took the same taxi. Therefore, the two were pleasantly surprised to find that the other party lived in the same place as their own. Not far, only a five minute walk.