B-level director

Chapter 27

Qi Geer opened his eyes.In front of me is Domi's painting, many slender people squatting in a huge sandpit.He stretched out his fingers and followed the drawing in the painting from a distance.

He just woke up from sleep, half of his body was still submerged in the black water of sleep, his mind was numb, and he followed the lines to draw over and over again.

Suddenly, he sat up!As if the fingers could touch the canvas, they dabbed in the air.Is it really?he thought in confusion.

His mind was slowly waking up, and his mood became irritable and impatient.He gradually lost interest in this matter, and he didn't want to know more and more about the truth inside.The pictures chilled him.

—Have you ever seen a dead man?When a person dies, he dies, so there is no such effort.

What Cheng Tianlu said.He thought of Domi's dead face in front of him. This was the first time he saw the disappearance of life in the true sense. He died cleanly, without even a word of sorrow.It also chilled him.

He thought for a while, and his mind gradually calmed down.The aroma of food came from the kitchen, and the pale winter sun shone on the floor, drawing geometric figures.

In this warm house, those paintings are just paintings after all, they will not come out to eat people.Brother Qi returned to reality.He looked into the kitchen and called out, "What's for dinner today?"

Tianlu brought out breakfast, "I got up early today. I didn't make your breakfast."

Brother Qi stretched his waist, and walked to the dining table bare-chested, "Then give me half of your share."

"Why are you so thick-skinned?" That's what he said in his mouth, after all, he gave all the egg bread to Brother Qi, and went into the kitchen to make another one.

Brother Qi has been boarding here for half a month.It's not what Cheng Tianlu imagined at all, Qi Ge'er has a restless schedule, he goes out late and returns late, when he goes to work, Qi Ge'er is mostly sleeping, and his good wishes for someone to buy breakfast are completely shattered.

Brother Qi's living habits are still bad.A well-cared-for northern man, his clothes are placed everywhere, the quilt is not neatly folded, soy sauce and cooking wine can't be distinguished clearly, he never remembers to turn off the lights when he goes out, and he looks for his phone five times a day.

All day long, he doesn't expect him to do housework, it would be nice if his own things are tidy.

He threw the T-shirt to Brother Qi and ordered: "Put it on, don't catch a cold."

Brother Qi sniffed, "It hasn't been washed yet."

Cheng Tianlu laughed and scolded: "I am your father and I will help you wash your clothes."

Brother Qi hugged him from behind, and said: "Father, I only have these few clothes, why don't you lend me the clothes."

Although Brother Qi didn't exercise often, his arms were still quite strong, and when he was naked behind him, he could feel the warm breath coming out of the blanket.

Cheng Tianlu shook off his clutches: "Don't cling to me." He didn't dare to get too close to Brother Qi.

However, Brother Qi tangles up shamelessly, and puts his hands into Cheng Tianlu's long sleeves, "You can give me this one, I don't mind."

Brother Qi's palm was very warm, brushing against his waist and abdomen, it was indescribably comfortable.Cheng Tianlu reluctantly grabbed his hand, straightened his face: "Don't take advantage of me!"

Once again, he fell into the myth of his relationship with Brother Qi.He has no further hopes for Brother Qi. The two of them get along very well like buddies. Before going out, he can be seen sleeping soundly on the sofa. Eggs and sticks made him buy a few bottles of beer when he went home. It was a normal and safe meeting, but there was also a little bit of excitement.

From his past relationship experience, he knew that the excitement would not last long. If there was no further interdependence and mutual need in the future, these small ripples would calm down and become one of the thousands of fragments in his life. That's all for now.He has seen too many turbulent lives, and he hopes that his life can be calmer and smaller, as small as 70 square meters can be completely covered.

He can't provoke Qi Ge'er, a B-grade life with strange feelings, thrills, and omissions everywhere.

Brother Qi didn't let him go, and even wanted to take off his clothes.Cheng Tianlu couldn't let him do whatever he wanted, and he couldn't bear the pleasure of being mopped up, so he settled for the next best thing. He turned around, put the T-shirt on Qi Ge'er roughly, stroked Qi Ge'er's messy hair, and patted His face: "Okay, son, let's go to school!"

Brother Qi just smiled: "Dad, won't you help me put on my pants?"

Cheng Tianlu kicked him back onto the sofa.

This morning, Tianlu waited for Brother Qi to finish washing up before going to work together.

Brother Qi lives a simple life and washes up quickly, but dressing and shoes are particularly greasy.He put his feet into his basketball shoes and tied them slowly.

Tianlu got impatient waiting, squatted down and said, "Why don't you wear monk shoes, you can walk with one set! Let me help you."

He was half kneeling, and while carefully stroking the shoelaces, he thought, what the hell is going on?Brother Qi put on shoes for him, and the benefactor dressed him, and now he also knelt down to serve him.What kind of lovable physique does Brother Qi have?

A thought vaguely climbed into my mind, but I couldn't grasp it.

When he stood up, he subconsciously glanced at Domi's painting.All things must have a hidden connection, but now he only sees a mess.

All the way back to the magazine office.As I walked down the corridor, the electric lights flickered a few times, then glowed feebly.The light was more dim than bright, better than nothing.

All day long, he thought that he should go to the maintenance department and tell them to solve the power supply problem quickly.

When he entered the editorial office, Xiao Dongli greeted him, "Master Lu, it's quite early today."

"It's not peaceful recently, how dare you go outside. What's the big deal today?"

"There are big things happening every day, and the big things have become small things." Xu Kuan, the chief writer, came over: "After Lin Yizhong was wanted, a series of people were found in the tens of billions of studios, and the country thoroughly investigated the big things in the circle. Dude, several blockbuster films have been called to stop, and everyone in the film and television industry is in danger. Today, a large group of directors and producers stood up and said that they support strict scrutiny of funds, but they should not overcorrect and suppress the development of film and television that is in good momentum."

"Excessive correction? Money matters can't be too strict." Cheng Tianlu commented.As he expected, this matter really involves a lot.Lin Yizhong's use of film and television production to launder money is naturally not his original idea. Many production companies' capital operations are not clear, and this time they were brought out in one pot.

Domi's death made this matter strange.

He recorded his last words and read them all day long.The artist explained very methodically how the money laundering and price gouging of his works had been done, and wished his wife and son a good life.No remorse, no regrets, eerily calm.After police investigation, he suffered from severe depression, committed suicide twice before, and separated from his wife.

He died by taking sodium cyanide—not the equally poisonous mercury fulminate, which relieved Cheng Tianlu a little.

Cheng Tianlu was worried that the stolen goods at home would lead to investigation, but it didn't.Maybe it was because the facts of the suicide were clear, or maybe the focus was on the more sensational tens of billions of studios, but more likely, the FBI could not get more support here. , used to track down Lin Yizhong's octopus-like money laundering channels, and he was already exhausted.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and experienced the mood of the villain at large.

"What happened to Ban Wu?" Cheng Tianlu asked with concern. "It's really late! I heard that I was interrogated for three days, and my bank accounts, investment accounts, studio finances, and money in and out of my wife and children were all thoroughly investigated."

"Ban Wu should be clean. He's a tough guy, and he won't make money by making movies."

"Regardless of whether he's new or not, the director won't even think about making a film in the future. The boss will take a detour when he sees him—the industry is superstitious, and this person recruits gangsters."

Cheng Tianlu was very emotional. He liked Ban Wu's talent and appreciated his pure enthusiasm for movies, which was exactly the same as Qi Ge'er.

Ban Wu fell miserably this time, and Brother Qi seemed unaffected, and was still busy day and night.That's right, no matter what the other investors are, Uncle Hai has a lot of money and loves him so much, so he will definitely help him at any time.

Cheng Tianlu felt relieved, but also a little sour.

The basketball crossed a magnificent semicircle, hit the backboard vigorously, and bounced out.

Brother Qi exhaled and wiped the sweat from his brow.

Uncle Hai caught the ball and challenged Brother Qi, "Come or not, I'll shoot if you don't!"

Brother Qi ran over, bent his waist and knees, and stared at Uncle Hai's dribble.Uncle Hai wanted to overtake from the side, but Brother Qi quickly intercepted it, turned his body half a circle, jumped against Uncle Hai, and threw the ball far away.This time, he didn't even touch the rebound and fell directly to the sidelines.

Brother Qi yelled as if venting: "Damn it! I can't score a single goal today."

"It's a step back."

Brother Qi picked up the ball and aimed at the basket with his different-colored pupils.After a while, he slapped the ball on the plastic floor and sat down.It's a step backward, not to mention shooting, sometimes the left and right hands fight with each button, and they don't listen to them.

Uncle Hai was covered in sweat, and sat down next to Brother Qi.

"Don't worry about the progress, it's time to sleep, it's time to rest."

"Aren't I resting right now, playing ball with you?"

Uncle Hai said, "I'm with you. It took me a hundred meetings to spare this little time."

"I've wronged you. If you want to be busy, leave me alone."

"I'm cheap." Uncle Hai laughed at himself.

As long as they are in town, they will play once a week.Sometimes a group of people, sometimes just the two of them, can't tell who is with whom, they just sweat together.Uncle Hai usually doesn't bother Brother Qi, and doesn't dare to get too close to him. He meets once a week, like flying a high-flying kite, and occasionally tugs on the string; feeling that the string is still in his hands, he feels at ease.

"Is your sister still living at home?"

"Don't mention it. I'm at home, and I don't dare to fart, for fear that she will come back and beat me up after failing the exam."

Uncle Hai laughed loudly, "It's so tragic."

"I moved to Tianlu, so as not to disturb her eyes."

Uncle Hai raised half of his body eagerly, "You live in his house?"

"He saw me pitiful and took me in temporarily."

"No, what are you pitiful for? I have hundreds of suites, you can live in whatever you want!"

"It's really domineering, big boss," Brother Qi said with a smile, "Your house is too big, I'm not used to living in it. His house is nice and clean, and he can cook well."

Uncle Hai felt that the string in his hand was tightening. Could it be that the kite was going to fly in a direction he couldn't see?He and Brother Qi didn't need to beat around the bush, they said directly: "He Le Qi, you don't like me, I can't force you. You said you want to live alone and turn around and live with someone else?"

Brother Qi stood up: "Hey, do you only have these things in your mind? I have three or four jobs in my hand, and I feel tired doing it myself. How can I have such thoughts."

Uncle Hai was still upset: "You are tired, why did you provoke him? How long have you known him?"

"It's not that you let me get close to him? He has a lot of connections, a lot of knowledge, integrity, and is useful to you."

"I..." Uncle Hai was at a loss for words.

Brother Qi stretched out his hand and pulled Uncle Hai up: "Don't take care of me, but take care of your family—one more game?"

Uncle Hai sneered.He couldn't say he was ruthless to Yangzi, but ever since he met Brother Qi, there was a huge hole in his heart that needed to be filled with stones one by one.Yangzi is a solid big rock, but after putting it in, there are still countless gaps, and the wind is everywhere.Yangzi is useless at all.

"How long are you going to live with him?"

Brother Qi couldn't answer.After being questioned by Uncle Hai, he was not at peace.Living at Chengtianlu's house, he didn't think too much about it at first, just pushing the boat along the way, but with so many buddies around him, why did he choose to stay at Chengtianlu who he had only known for a few months?

He tried his best to shake off the messy thoughts, closed his eyes, worked his waist and arms, and the ball flew high to the basket, hit the backboard hard, and bounced back.Brother Qi ran to catch the ball, turned around and threw it back casually.The ball went cleanly into the box.

Brother Qi laughed loudly, "Damn it, I got in!"

Looking at Brother Qi's smiling face, Uncle Hai's heart was filled with air, itchy and helpless.