B-level director

Chapter 50 Tree pattern

Qi Geer returned to the room and lay on his back on the big bed, the ceiling was spinning, and the lights seemed to be alive, drifting around. "A room that moves, a mountain that disappears," Qi Geer laughed.

Cheng Tianlu helped him undress, seeing Brother Qi's blushing face, couldn't help pinching his brows: "Drink too much in other people's fields! How big-hearted you are."

Brother Qi still smiled, hugged his neck, raised his head, and kissed his cheek.Without Cheng Tianlu's hands, he took off his shirt in twos and out, and stretched out his hands to pick up Cheng Tianlu's pants.Cheng Tianlu pushed him away, "Stop making trouble, you are so drunk, go to sleep."

"Don't sleep," Qi Ge'er reached into Cheng Tianlu's clothes, stroking his waist.His hands were hot, and his eyes blinked, the playful eyes of a bad boy.Cheng Tianlu's face became serious: "You tease me first, don't cry if you don't wake up tomorrow."

Brother Qi is seldom drunk. Alcohol makes him dull, but his nerves are extremely excited.Desire is like a bottomless pit in the body, changing ways to desire more intense friction and bonding.Sweat and body fluids soaked the bed, and Qi Ge'er entangled him to death all day long, and he began to think that he must be the one who couldn't get up tomorrow morning.Brother Qi was enthusiastic and powerful, and every gratification pushed them to the top of the peak. In waves of pleasure, the sacred mountain emerged, with misty clouds, light and solemn.

The white mist gradually thickened, and the sacred mountain gradually disappeared, and finally there was only a vast expanse of whiteness left.Cheng Tianlu and Qi Ge'er fell back on the bed exhausted and hugged each other tightly.

When Cheng Tianlu opened his eyes, his mind was heavy.The first thing that came to my mind was that I played crazy last night and fell asleep almost in the middle of the night.When I got enough of my phone, I looked at the time, and it was almost 11 o'clock.

Brother Qi is not on the bed.

Cheng Tianlu sat up in a daze, and was about to call Brother Qi when there was a knock on the door.The man didn't ring the doorbell, but chose to knock on the door roughly. Cheng Tianlu was shocked, and hurriedly put on his trousers and clothes, and opened the door.

Uncle Hai stood in front of the door with a gloomy face.Cheng Tianlu asked doubtfully, "Morning, Uncle Hai, what's the matter?"

"It's getting late, editor-in-chief," Uncle Hai said coldly, "Everyone is lost, and you're still sleeping."

"Who lost it?!" Cheng Tianlu's whole body was cold, and his voice trembled.

"Follow me to the lobby."

In the lobby, Ban Wu and others sat on the fake leather sofa, bowed their heads and wrung their hands, and no one spoke; seeing Brother Qi sitting on the edge of the sofa all day long, he breathed a sigh of relief.Glancing around, he said softly, "Tong Yiru is gone."

The missing screenwriter has no clue yet, and there is another person whose whereabouts are unknown. A group of people are sitting around, not knowing where to start.The two cameras brought by Tong Yiru said that they had made an appointment to meet in the lobby at 07:30 this morning. One helped her make up, and the other went outside to scout the scene. Door.Guest room opened the room and it was empty.

Ban Wu stroked his gray hair: "I asked the hotel for surveillance video, but they made excuses to push it away. How come the hotel doesn't have surveillance? Should we call the police?"

Uncle Hai and Cheng Tianlu shook their heads.Uncle Hai: "As soon as I found out that it was missing, I informed Xiao Hu, and Xiao Hu promised to immediately mobilize people to find someone."

"Last night, their intention was very clear, and they don't want us to intervene." Cheng Tianlu raised his hand and looked at his watch, and said cautiously, "In this small town, interpersonal relationships are like a spider web, and if there is any change in the web, they should be clear about it. It has been more than three hours now, and Tong Yiru is a 'someone who can be found', and he has come back now," Geer Qi explained in plain language: "You mean, they kidnapped him? So I beg They're useless, and will prevent us from doing our own searches."

Everyone sighed and sighed, rubbing their hands together, helpless.Last night, the leader played tricks on Tong Yiru and made a lot of ugliness. Everyone can still vividly remember it, but it would be too rampant to kidnap a famous star casually, right?

Cheng Tianlu: "Brother Qi, don't help me draw conclusions. Tong Yiru was kidnapped, followed along voluntarily, or was taken away half-voluntarily due to the situation, it's hard to say."

"That's right," Ling Lingjiu echoed: "Don't worry too much if you ask me, Tong Daxingxing is not a vegetarian, and this kind of scene is definitely not the first time. What can we ordinary people do?

People will be back tomorrow. "

Xu Mengsi stood up: "I'm going back to my room." Someone started, and the rest left one after another.Ban Wu looked left and right, and said in an uneasy tone: "It's all gone, shouldn't we discuss a countermeasure?" No one paid attention to him, only two cameras were still taking pictures of the people around them with interest.

Uncle Hai leaned on the yellowed Roman pillar, and when Cheng Tianlu and Brother Qi passed by, he looked up at the two of them and said, "Editor-in-Chief, are you planning to let go of this matter?"

Cheng Tianlu smiled: "Uncle Hai, you are familiar with the leader, why don't you go find someone?"

Uncle Hai sneered slightly: "I saw the wrong person, so you are just like that." After speaking, Uncle Hai glanced at Brother Qi, raised his leg and left. "You're still taking pictures of Mao Qiu at this time?!" Uncle Hai scolded the cameraman as he walked, with a rare irritability in his tone.

Cheng Tianlu and Qi Geer walked into the scorching subtropical sun and climbed up the slope.If the sun is good in winter, it will be more than ten degrees outside, which is cool and comfortable.They stopped by a big tree.Cheng Tianlu felt that this tree looked familiar. When he came to the county for an interview ten years ago, he seemed to have stayed here.

This area has a wide field of vision. Looking to the south, the magnificent snow-capped mountains stand in the sky, and you can feel reverence when you look at it.

Cheng Tianlu stamped his feet distractedly, shaking off the mud from the soles of his shoes.He is not a big-hearted person, and he can't forgive Tong Yiru for threatening to use him and revenge him, and how can he, a powerless commoner, intervene in such a nasty matter?It's not worth working hard for Tong Yiru.Even so, thinking about Tong Yiru's situation, he couldn't feel at ease.

Brother Qi looked at the scenery from a distance, "Will that mountain really disappear?"

"How is that possible. The area is very humid and the fog is heavy, so even on a sunny day, the mountain will be covered by the fog and you can't see anything."

"What about that person, there should be residents there."

"Not just some, but quite a few. Do you know why there are rumors of villagers disappearing? In the past, GPS was not popular, and the fog was heavy there. When outsiders entered the mountain for the first time, they had to rely on a compass. But the compass failed as soon as it got inside."

"Ghost hitting the wall."

"Damn you!" Cheng Tianlu laughed and said, "There is a lot of magnetite underground, which interferes with the magnetic field, and the compass naturally crashes. The secretary was right yesterday. Everyone is making up stories. The stories are interesting. What's the meaning of the ore?"

"Aren't you making up stories too?"

"I make up a story?"

"How are you sure that Tong Yiru left with the leader? What if he was really abducted by aliens?"

"Determine it with your brain. Director, you should leave your horror plot to the movie."

"You hope that Tong Yiru will go away with the leader, so she will not be in danger. You don't want to worry about her, so you make up a story for her and assign yourself a role that can't do anything."

Cheng Tianlu opened his mouth, unable to refute.After a while, he said madly: "No, why did you all put the hero's drama on me! I am an ordinary person, I don't earn as much money as you, my wealth is not as much as Uncle Hai, and my reputation is not as good as Ben's." Wu, even Brother Nine has a higher education than me, why do you rely on me when it comes to saving lives?"

Brother Qi hugged his face and said with a smile: "Why are you in a hurry? Because everyone believes in you and thinks you have a way, everyone is willing to listen to you."

Cheng Tianlu took away Brother Qi's hand, and knocked on his forehead: "You don't listen to me the most, you have the face to say that!"

Brother Qi turned around and looked at the distant mountains, "We want to get Yiru back."

"It's so handsome! How can I find it?"

"If she was taken away by Xiao Hu's gang, we will go to his lair to find her. If it is not voluntary, she is willing to follow, so as not to cause trouble for us."

Cheng Tianlu knocked on the tree trunk next to him rhythmically, his mind spinning. "You also know that it will cause trouble. Ru is very smart. She must have weighed the pros and cons. If there is a better choice, she will not sleep with the pig head. We will pay a lot of money to get her out. It is best The result is that everyone leaves safely, and don't step into this area in the future, but the two missing screenwriters will not be found. The bad result... can't be imagined. Do you think it's worth it?"

"Worth it? You always think about things like this?"

"Or? How do you think about the problem?"

"I don't want her to suffer."

All day long, the hand that was beating on the tree trunk stopped.He remembered that he had indeed seen this tree ten years ago.The local people told him that this is silver-leaved laurel, a rare national third-level protected plant.At that time, the trees were not that tall, and he was still a front-line reporter who had just worked for two years. He was full of energy and could spend the night on the streets below zero. He walked [-] kilometers just to prove a clue. , the unbeatable Xiaoqiang.

He himself once questioned, what is the purpose of tossing?What's worth fighting so hard for him?Those leaders smiled and said to him: Tianlu, why do you have to make trouble with everyone, everyone is peaceful, nothing is wrong, isn't that good?

Once he climbed to this tree and touched the grain of the tree, he thought, the shape of the grain of the tree is the real appearance of the world, and the exact touch is true.Why fight?The struggle is because he believes that there is such a "true appearance", and he can't just watch it being worn away for the sake of beautiful and harmonious frills.It's not that he has trouble with everyone, what he has trouble with is nice stories and self-justification. Some people are suffering, while others hide their embarrassment by saying "everyone is peaceful".

The tree grows and shrinks itself.

Cheng Tianlu said, "Give me your hand."

Brother Qi stretched out his palm.Tianlu touched his palm prints, just like touching the tree prints of that big tree.Brother Qi felt itchy, and shrank his hands: "What are you doing, look at palmistry?"

"Well," Cheng Tianlu smiled, "I see that your fate is strange, and now I will hand over the male lead to you. I will be your follower."

"Have you figured it out? It's easy for a follower to get a lunch box."

"It's as if the hero won't die."

"At least it's the last one to die, let's go!"