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Chapter 38 I only like to serve the people

"Boom, boom, boom!"
"Boom, boom, boom!"
Under the scorching sun, a row of green leather vehicles drove across the vast wilderness, speeding at a speed of one hundred kilometers per hour, well, galloping.
Chen Qi was already very satisfied. Although green locomotives have become quite common, steam locomotives have not yet retired from the stage. If you are unlucky, your turn will come, so just accept it and crawl at a speed of fifty kilometers per hour.
At this moment, it is the second day of his departure.
He stood at the junction of the two carriages, his body swaying with the sound of banging and banging, and breathing the relatively fresh air. When he was studying in his previous life, he often rode in green cars, so he was very used to it, but things in the world are unpredictable.
I would never have imagined that, for example, a child would suddenly have diarrhea...
Midsummer, green leather car, stinky sweat, smelly feet, shouting, excrement, capped!
The entire "Lushan Love" crew of one hundred and eighty people, including the photographers and artists, took a flight with their valuable equipment, and the rest had to take the train. A ticket costs more than sixty yuan, how can you afford it?
"Xiao Chen? You're hiding here!"
Tang Guoqiang came over, and he probably couldn't stand the smell. He first took out a pack of cigarettes and handed one over skillfully.
"No, no, no, I can't!"
"You're too old to smoke, so take one!"
"You really don't need it. It's not good for your health and it's addictive."
"What's the addiction? I've been smoking for more than ten years and I'm not addicted..."
Tang Guoqiang is a long-time smoker. He lit one and puffed away, saying: "Is it your first time to experience the life of a crew? It's like this, you just get used to it. Meetings are much better. Like the last time I went to Shanghai for a meeting, I sat
Going by plane."
"Have you ever flown on a plane?"
"Of course, we have everything on the plane. I was given five Chinese cigarettes and even Maotai!"
"A bottle for free?"
"One bottle, I'll finish it when I get to the hotel. You're still young and have many opportunities to fly."
"Yeah, I'm still young."
Chen Qi smiled.
It's early August now. He came here at the end of March, and before he knew it, it had been more than four months. He wrote a script, earned 800 yuan, and opened a tea stall. This is what he did.
The initial idea was just to make life better.
Flying on a plane, smoking Chinese, drinking Maotai, surrounded by beauties... Life is so vulgar, that's all. Of course, he managed to get through it, and naturally he has some other thoughts.
Tang Guoqiang smoked three cigarettes in one breath and carefully put the cigarette case away.
The two of them walked around the various criss-crossed knees, shoes, and heads, and returned to their seats. Wang Haowei, Gong Xue, and Zhang Jinling were all together, and they were also drowsy.
We couldn't get to Lushan until night, so Chen Qi couldn't bear it anymore and leaned back in his chair in a daze.
After a while, I opened my eyes, and Gong Xue across from me just woke up. When I met his eyes, I was a little embarrassed and dodged for a few times. Everyone was confused. They were the only ones awake and didn't know each other very well. They wanted to talk or not.
?
She is an I person, but Chen Qi is an E person. People can fall into the sea, but words cannot fall on the ground.
"Have you ever been to Lushan Mountain when you were in Jiangxi?" he asked.
"No, I'm in Yangqiao Commune in Fenyi County, which is far away from Mount Lu."
"I'm better than you. I jumped in line in the suburbs of Beijing. The policy at that time was like this. Those who got off later were all in the suburbs of Beijing, and those who got off first were all in the northeast, Inner Mongolia. That's what I'm complaining about. Liang Xiaosheng from the Department of Literature, you know, he
He is in the Heilongjiang Production and Construction Corps, specializing in carrying wood. With his small body, he can carry wood, oh..."
"Don't say that, I must have suffered a lot."
Gong Xue pursed her lips and smiled.
"It must be hard work. The Northeast is full of endless wilderness and primeval forests. I don't know what is hidden in them, including leopards, tigers, and tigers!"
"What is 罴?"
"Zi is a human bear. He is bigger than the average bear. He is covered in lumps of flesh and walks on two legs like a human. Isn't a wild boar more powerful? There is no comparison. A human bear can tear a wild boar in half if it catches it and swipes it!"
"ah?"
Gong Xue opened her eyes wide and said in surprise: "Really? So powerful?"
"Of course, the human bear is the king of the Northeast forest. Usually wherever it appears, there are some natural treasures or big rice dumplings."
"Big Zongzi?"
"It's a zombie!"
“Zombie??”
"It's a monster!"
"monster???"
Gong Xue blinked his eyes, eyes filled with brilliance. His worldview, which he had lived for more than 20 years, seemed to have not experienced ups and downs just this minute. He asked, "Are there really monsters in this world?"
"It's hard for me to say anything. If I talk too much, report me for feudal superstition and have me arrested and shot." Chen Qi said.
"Oh, don't speak in half words, and be kind!" Tang Guoqiang suddenly interjected from the side.
"It's boring to take the train, why don't you tell us a story?" Zhang Jinling said.
"Xiao Chen, is there any evidence for your statement?" Wang Haowei asked.
"No, when did you wake up?"
Chen Qi shook his head as if he had seen a ghost, "Of course I can trust you, but walls have ears, so we can talk in private if we have the chance. And I just revealed too much, and the secrets are unpredictable, so I won't tell you anymore!"
He is mysterious and difficult for everyone to deal with.
Wang Haowei was quite interested and said: "Xiao Chen, I found that you have a lot of knowledge and are involved in some weird things. On the contrary, you are not very interested in the current popular ideological craze, such as Liu Xinwu's "Class Teacher"
, "Scar" by Lu Xinhua, many people are writing similar novels now."
"Oh, I don't really like this kind of novel."
"Why?"
"I can't stop talking about this too much. Anyway, I prefer vulgarity, ah, I like popular stuff."
"Don't you think ordinary people are superficial?"
"What is superficiality? What is profundity? Who dictates superficiality? Who dictates profundity? I only remember one sentence: literary and artistic creation must serve the people!"
Chen Qi suddenly became serious and said: "If I have to create, I prefer to write things that the masses like to hear and see, and serve the people."
"Something that the masses like to hear and see..."
Wang Haowei nodded and said: "That's right. If you have inspiration, you can write. But I remind you that most journals now pursue serious literature, and what they want is ideological and literary. You can write
Ordinary ones may not even be submitted for submission.”
"I'm just writing randomly, you're too serious."
Chatting along the way makes the journey faster.
In the evening, the steward pushed the trolley over and piled Lao Gao's aluminum lunch box, which contained a meat and vegetable rice bowl. It cost 35 cents and no ticket was required.
That’s right, in this day and age, if you eat lunch on the train for less than 40 cents, you don’t need a ticket.
Those who are more generous can go to the dining car to order food. The food is freshly cooked and hired by a master chef. It is said that a master chef who worked in Cuihua Building in Beijing suddenly became interested and cooked several Western dishes in the dining car.
French style, French vegetable soup, fried cannoli, everyone was dumbfounded.
Chen Qi ordered a box lunch and ate it with everyone.
After eating and staying up for another three hours, it was completely dark, and finally I heard the flight attendant shout: "Shahe Street Station is here!"
Shahe Street Station was later known as Lushan Station.
The crew got out of the car in a mess. The wind blowing down the mountain was stuffy and cold. Chen Qi used the dim lights to look into the distance. The night was shrouded in mist and he couldn't see anything.
A car came to pick me up, and I got on the car in a chaotic manner, not like a film crew, but like I was fleeing, and finally arrived at Lushan at about 10 o'clock in the evening.
(No more...)
Chapter completed!
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