Chapter 15 Sunset City Wall

Huai Yan put the top hat on his head and walked out to see that Liang Wenmo was getting out of the car, he took a few steps and hugged him, "Huai Yan!"

His hair oil was replaced with lavender scent, and his body was replaced with ebony scent, which was too strong. Huai Yan called Mr. Liang, and he couldn't help sneezing twice.

"Hey, it's freezing? It's too cloudy and humid here, get in the car!" Liang Wenmo pulled him to the front of the car, Huai Yan reluctantly said goodbye to the four of them, and left the alley in the car.

"I haven't seen you for a long time." Liang Wenmo held Huai Yan's hand and said angrily, "It's all a bird order set up by Lu Jingyun of the Chen An army. I will settle the account with him sooner or later!"

"It doesn't matter, it's fortunately finished." Huai Yan saw him getting angry, and quickly changed the subject, "Mr. Liang, after the New Year, the film should be available, right?"

"Xu Zhengyang called this morning. It is expected to premiere on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. The people in the main factory are working overtime and staying up late."

"So soon?"

"To build momentum for the Laurel Award." Liang Wenmo smiled and said, "The jury experts say it's not about the box office, but in fact, we still need to listen to word of mouth. Huai Yan, I really did not misunderstand you, several producers said you This time I performed very well. I also watched the previous clips myself... It's really more exciting than "Wind Shadow"! Just wait and win the Laurel Award. The films you participated in are not limited to Yanyun City. ."

Liang Wenmo was very excited. He talked about the script he had negotiated with the American production company. It would be a movie based on a science fiction novel. Huai Yanyuan also liked this theme very much, but after listening to Liang Wenmo's description of the plot , I still feel that I have not jumped out of the stereotype of Western personal heroism, and when I hear that the Chinese characters in it are also used as a background, I am still somewhat disappointed.

"The manuscripts I have were completed years ago, let's take this opportunity to take a good rest." Liang Wenmo looked at his watch, instructed the driver to drive the car to the train station, and then turned to explain to Huai Yan, "My brother It's also a holiday, he's on the train to Yanyun today, we haven't seen each other for several years, let's have a meal together."

"Mr. Liang, since that's the case, I'm afraid it's not good for me to disturb your reunion." Huai Yan hurriedly said, "I'll find you again in a few days."

"Don't call Mr. Liang anymore, just call him Wenmo!" Liang Wenmo smiled and said to Huai Yan, "It's actually just the right time for you to be here. He called and asked about "Feng Ying" a few days ago. Did I choose the role of Zhou Shaochen, he did a good job, he said he wanted to meet you when he came to Yanyun."

"Ah?" Huai Yan was surprised, he didn't expect that Liang Wenmo's brother also knew him.

"I also find it novel. He has no interest in art, and I thought he wouldn't even watch movies adapted from my novels!" Liang Wenmo took off the ivory ring on his middle finger and put it on his Huaiyan finger, comparing the size." Your hands are so beautiful, you should wear some accessories - my brother is ten years older than me, and he went to North Liaoning to become a political party... He is much younger, and the distance is far away, and there are fewer contacts. This time, it may be different. If you have to deal with the matter, you can have a meal with him and spend the New Year together with me."

"That's fine." Huai Yan took off the ring, "Wen Mo, I'm not used to wearing this."

"Either way, 'The hibiscus comes out of the clear water, and the natural ornaments go'." Liang Wenmo no longer insisted, and exhorted: "My brother has been an official for a long time, he is big, and our family has many rules, so don't worry about it. After dinner, we will go to the hotel to rest."

Huai Yan nodded in response. When they arrived at the train station, the bell tower sounded the sound of carols of joy at exactly eleven o'clock. A large number of passengers came out of the platform one after another. The driver, Liang Wenmo and Huai Yan waited directly from the exit of the VIP carriage next to them. After a while, saw a pair of handsome men and women.

The man is tall and handsome, wearing an expensive British imitation wool suit, carrying a cane and a briefcase. He is very similar to Liang Wenmo's upright facial features, but he does not wear glasses and his eyebrows are narrower, so he is less gentle and more. Reject contempt from people thousands of miles away. The woman beside her had exquisite makeup and was wearing a mink coat. She didn't have her husband's arm on her arm, but only held a small pearl bag by herself.

"Hello brother, hello sister-in-law, long time no see." Liang Wenmo walked up to him and bowed deeply, with a solemn gesture like the doorman of a five-star restaurant.

Huai Yan followed him and bowed down, desperately trying to hold back his laughter. It was the first time he saw Liang Wenmo like this.

"I've been gone for three or four years. You've grown taller." Liang Wenzhe patted him on the shoulder as if he was treating a child of a few years old. He turned his head and saw Huai Yan standing aside, a smile appeared on his face, and then he didn't hide it. Looking up and down the ground, "This is... the one who played "Feng Ying"?"

"Yes, this is Mr. Jiang Huaiyan, the second male lead of "Feng Ying"." Liang Wenmo hurriedly introduced him.

"Director Liang, Madam Liang, it's a pleasure to meet you." Huai Yan tried his best to ignore his impolite gaze and nodded again.

"It's really a young talent." Liang Wenzhe stretched out his hand, and Huai Yan hurriedly shook him. Liang Wenzhe's hand was very strong, and when Huai Yan wanted to let go and withdraw, he twisted his little finger lightly.

Huai Yan was a little surprised, but Liang Wenzhe had already handed over the briefcase to the driver, and then strode forward to the car. Mrs. Liang also gave him a faint smile and followed slowly.

"I've grown taller... I'm already twenty-five, so what kind of growth do I have?" Liang Wenmo whispered to Huai Yan, "My brother probably doesn't even remember how old I am, after dinner in the evening, let's go to the sea of ​​love. stay in the hotel and leave the villa for them.”

Huai Yan nodded absent-mindedly, he was still thinking about Liang Wenzhe's actions just now, and he couldn't tell the awkwardness in his heart, but when he saw Liang Wenzhe meditating in the car, he would habitually rub his own fingertips, feeling that he should It's because I think too much, maybe they didn't do it on purpose, besides, what kind of person is the director of the Liaobei Commerce Bureau, I can't make fun of such an actor as myself.

They went to the Michelin Hotel for a buffet lunch. During the meal, the two brothers chatted about family affairs: I received a postcard from my mother last month, she had a good time in Santorini, my father wanted domestic tea, and sent some In the past... Liang Wenzhe's mind was on both sides of politics and business, and he kept talking about his work in northern Liaoning, while Liang Wenmo was immersed in books and shadows all day, and he had no common language, only humming and agreeing, but Huai Yan secretly took Liang Wenzhe's things carefully. After listening to it, I found that this person's brain is very fast, his thoughts are clear and thorough, his eyes are vicious, and his work ability is very strong. No wonder he can sit in this position. Huai Yan looked at his eloquently elite appearance, and became even more suspicious and ashamed when he was at the station. Maybe it was because of what happened last time, and he still had lingering fears.

After dinner, Liang Wenzhe and his wife went back to the villa to rest. The two juniors stayed fine. Huai Yan took Liang Wenmo to buy cakes and went to church. They played with the children for an afternoon. The distance between text and ink has narrowed a lot.

"Huai Yan, you should learn the piano when you have time." Liang Wenmo pointed to the grand piano in front of the church and said, "I love listening to William Kempff's music."

Huai Yan's heart trembled. When it came to the piano, he thought of Lu Jingyun, and his mind immediately became confused: It's the Chinese New Year, will Chief Lu spend it with his family? Or make dumplings with Xiao Zhang and the others in the military camp? Or socializing with officers in the banquet hall? Alas, he said that day that his heart was dead, did he turn a deaf ear to the sound of firecrackers this New Year? If that's the case, it's not easy for Chief Lu...

At this time, they had already walked out of the church, Huai Yan stared at the frozen sea of ​​affection, and he suddenly had the urge to go back to the Xishan military camp to find him.

"Perfect!" Liang Wenmo clapped and applauded leaning on the white marble pillar by the water, "Such a calm appearance makes the tall withered forest shine." He immediately regretted: "If the scene just now brought the It’s good for the camera to record it, and it’s good for you to have a column of photo albums on “Shadow Friends”.”

"Don't praise me any more." Huai Yan realized that he was looking at him when he came back to his senses, and said with a smile, "When Wen Mo said this, I feel like a vase."

"That's not what it means. Bet!" Liang Wenmo patted his mouth, "I just can't help it." He took Huai Yan's hand again, and said seriously: "Huai Yan, you won't be angry, right? Not only Appearance, your talent and character are also unique in my heart."

"I'm so angry." Huai Yan couldn't help laughing, but he felt warm in his heart. He cherished meeting a friend like Liang Wenmo, not because of his family background and reputation, but because of his romantic talent. His literary charm and unrestrained spirit, and he also treats him sincerely.

Seeing the city wall at sunset, the two chatted and went to the restaurant for the New Year's Eve. The high-end restaurant was on the west bank of the Qinghai Sea. Huai Yan saw that the ice on the lake was so frozen, and suggested renting a wooden ice car to slide over it. Liang Wenmo didn't play. After all these, at first some were afraid, but later they skated faster than anyone else. They laughed and played, and they were all sweaty. When they arrived at the hotel, their faces were still red.

Both brothers love to hold Huai Yan's hands. . .