Clouds and water do not know the wind and moon [entertainment circle]

The weather forecast said it would rain today, so Tang Zhizhi brought an umbrella when he went out.Human beings are insecure animals, afraid of being attacked by wild beasts at night, so they learned to make fire by drilling wood, afraid of being unfamiliar with each other, so they produced language, and feared that their memories would be forgotten, so they had recorded words.But until now, we still haven't got a sense of security.If you have money, you will worry about property being stolen, if you have knowledge, you will worry about being unappreciated, and if you have a lover, you will worry about the other party's infidelity, not to mention the threat of disease and death.

Tang Bubu felt that this would probably never change, but fortunately, even if uneasy, human beings can survive.Because we all adapt, just like the handle of a metal umbrella is cold in the hand, but after holding it for a long time, the cells in the palm lose the ability to sense the cold.

Tang didn't know that he waited for a while on the side of the road holding an umbrella, and then the No. 16 bus came, and he got on the bus leisurely.

"Ah, it's raining."

"Haha."

"why are you laughing?"

"I read it in a book before, saying that if the water vapor in the sky does not have dust as a nucleus in the middle, it will not condense into raindrops."

"Oh. So what?"

"Tsk, don't you understand? That is to say, the rain is covered with dust, and the dust comes from all over the world. There was a meteor shower a while ago. If you think about it, the rain outside us may be covered with the ashes of the meteor. That is Ashes from the universe, that is to say, there may be life in the rain from outer space."

Two junior high school girls looked out the window excitedly: "It feels like the universe outside." Their bright eyes blinked.

Tang Wuzhi also tilted his head and saw the pattering rainwater hit the glass window and slide down, turning into transparent ribbons.The red, indigo, grass green, and pink billboards on the roadside shrank into small dots, moving along the rain marks on the car windows, like colorful fishes.

The rain quickly became heavier, from the size of pine needles to the size of pea grains.And in the rain there is life from the universe.Tang didn't know that if it rained forever in the world, people might become amphibians.

After getting out of the car, it was instantly icy cold. Tang Wuzhi opened the umbrella. When the umbrella was stretched open, it looked like a jellyfish. The fabric was wet by the rain, and the silver light flickered.Tang Buzhi stepped on his black boots and stepped on the water to the Hengdian location.

Surrounded by pavilions, pavilions, pavilions and water pavilions, it seems to have traveled back to ancient times.The producer was standing in a makeshift canopy, talking on his mobile phone.Sitting on the metal chair beside him were three middle-aged men, and the standing boards with black characters on a red background in front of them showed their identities: director, producer, and assistant director.

Tang Zhizhi walked towards them, and suddenly felt a gaze fall on him.He tilted his head and saw a figure in the distance.Due to the occlusion of the rain curtain, the man's face could not be seen clearly, but judging from his height and attire, the man should be a man.The man was dressed in black, standing under the eaves with copper bells, watching Tang Zhibu from a distance.

Everyone has a sixth sense. The so-called sixth sense refers to extrasensory perception (also known as intuition) in addition to sight, hearing, smell, taste, and touch.Tang didn't know that his sixth sense was very dull, so he didn't know that the person was actually Song Yunshui.He just felt that those gazes were calm and familiar, and he was subtly affected, and his nerves, which were tense just now, relaxed, as if he had been gently comforted by something.

There were only three people auditioning, so it was Don's turn soon.

Fortunately, the one who asked to perform was a smile that endured pain after being seriously injured.Afterwards, Tang didn't know how to recall this performance, and he couldn't help laughing, thinking that it was a miracle that human beings broke through the shackles and surpassed themselves.When he first came on stage, he was actually a little overwhelmed (after all, this was his first audition), and felt that his facial muscles and limbs were extremely stiff, as if there were two transparent walls sandwiching him in the middle, and they kept approaching.If he hadn't had a sudden epiphany, remembering the feeling of being beaten by expired Coke yesterday—really, if it wasn't like this, how could he finish the performance smoothly, and even get the director's praise?In short, he performed very well, and when he left, he felt a little flustered, feeling that the soles of his feet were not on the road but on clouds.

As soon as he walked out of Hengdian, a black car pulled up beside him.

"Don't know." A deep voice sounded.

Tang didn't know that he stood still, turned around, and saw the window of the car lowered like a curtain, and the person in the car showed his face, as if embedded in a picture frame, a handsome man's face.

"Song Yunshui, why are you here?"

"I'll wait for you here." Song Yunshui said, "Have you had dinner yet?"

"Not yet." Tang didn't know that he was a little surprised, and his heart couldn't help beating a little bit.

"If you're free, can we have a meal together?" The thin sunlight shone on his face on a rainy day, making the deep marks on his double eyelids look deeper.

According to the previous schedule, Tang didn't know that he would go to the performance association next time to see if he could get a job, but now there was no need for it. He put away his umbrella while saying "Okay" and bent down to get into the car.Song Yunshui said to go to a restaurant that only accepts private reservations, about 10 minutes by car.Tang Buzhi nodded and said yes, thinking that no one would be secretly photographed or discovered there.

The car drove smoothly on the street. Song Yunshui asked Tang Zhizhi if he would not mind him playing music. Tang Zhizhi said he did not mind. Song Yunshui turned on the CD player, and a song "Perspective" by YMO band came out quietly.

At [-]:[-] in the afternoon, the rain was still pouring down from the sky like a net. Tang Wuzhi turned his head to look out of the window. The employees in the store all looked lazy, some were chatting on the window, and some were walking around. I went to the ground to look at the goods, and some stood behind the counter and rubbed their hands—especially many, because the snow was melted by the rain, and melting is a heat-absorbing process, so the weather was a little colder than before point.

But the car was very warm, and the air from the air conditioner was slightly warm.

Tang Zhizhi turned his head and said, "The rain seems to be heavier than before, and I don't know when it will stop." He found that the window on Song Yunshui's side was open with a gap as thick as a finger, and fine powder-like raindrops jumped in through the gap. Perched on his raised collar.

"Indeed, it's either raining or snowing recently. I really miss the sunny days." Song Yunshui said in a light tone.

Chatting, time does not feel so fast.The car turned a corner, and then drove a few meters forward to reach the destination, which was a Chinese restaurant with low-key decoration but very tasteful.

The two went up the stairs and entered a box on the second floor.It's clean and tidy inside, and the meals are all served minutes before.

The two sat opposite each other across the white dining table, and Song Yunshui told Tang not to "you're welcome, let's eat", but he himself ate very little, even though there was wine on the table, he didn't take a sip.

It's been a long time since Tang Zhizhi ate at a high-end restaurant last time. Although Tang Zhizhi likes to drink, it's not because he thinks the wine is delicious. It's just a habit he developed in the past when socializing. After all, it's easier to win business if he can drink a lot.Because of irregular diet, Tang Zhizhi's stomach has always been bad, but now he also has an appetite.Everything at this restaurant is delicious - except for the cream crab, which is steamed to a golden brown.

Tang didn't know how to feel that his whole tongue was numb with the salty crab, and the desire to kill the chef surged in his heart.But Song Yunshui picked up this dish several times, and Tang Wuzhi couldn't help but said, "Do you like crab meat very much?"

When asked about this, Song Yunshui stared at the food in front of him and thought for a while, then shook his head slightly, "No, it tastes similar to other dishes."

"Don't you think this dish is too salty?" Tang Bubu felt that Song Yunshui's taste should be very light.

Song Yunshui only replied "Is that so?" and there was no further text.

Tang didn't know that Song Yunshui didn't seem to want to discuss this matter anymore, so he didn't ask any more.But it always feels a bit weird, can Song Yunshui not taste the salty taste, or is it because his taste is very strong?

Song Yunshui's performance reminded Tang Zhizhi of his younger brother.That guy also likes food that is heavy in salt and oil.

Tang didn't know that after he went bankrupt, he lived in his younger brother's house for a while, and every time he ate, his younger brother would complain to his girlfriend: "Put more salt, it's not that I don't have money to buy seasonings."In the end, I was scolded by my girlfriend: don't babble, don't do it yourself if you are not satisfied.He fell silent, and then while his girlfriend was washing the dishes, he delivered his macho speech in front of Tang Wuzhi: Damn, if I don't fix this woman up, I won't be named Tang.Every time at this time, Tang Zhi couldn't help but roll his eyes in his heart, thinking that if you were really willing to beat her, I would call you brother.Until his death, the younger brother never hit his girlfriend.Yet going first alone hurt her more than anything.Three months ago Tang didn't know to visit his brother's girlfriend, but the girlfriend refused to open the door, she said I don't want to see the murderer who killed my boyfriend.

……

There was silence at the table.Song Yunshui scooped some bone broth into a bowl with a spoon, took a sip, but didn't taste anything.Couldn't taste anything.

He turned his head and glanced out of the window. The gray roof was like a fingernail, and the lavender sky passed through the slender wires. The rain was still falling, but the walls and windows blocked the sound of the rain. The restaurant was so quiet that we could hear each other's breathing. .

......

... It was raining heavily.

……

Thinking about his younger brother, Tang Bubu felt depressed and accidentally knocked over the cup in his hand.Fortunately, it was empty inside, otherwise the tablecloth would be stained dark red with wine, and the waiter would be startled when clearing the table, wondering if a murder had taken place here.Tang Zhizhi put the cup upside down on the table, and suddenly heard Song Yunshui ask: "Tang Zhizhi, have you issued a post-dated ticket before?"

A promissory note is a kind of note signed by the debtor to the creditor. It is equivalent to an IOU. When it expires, you need to go to the bank to pay off the above money, otherwise you will bear legal responsibility.

"It was opened when the company first went bankrupt, but those have been paid off."

"Then how much is still owed now, is there any record?"

Tang Buzhi nodded, "I wrote them down in a notebook." Including who he owed, how much he had paid, and how much he had yet to pay.

Song Yunshui planned to help him pay off the debt this week, and the notebook was at Tang's home, so they went to Tang's home after dinner.

[The author has something to say: continue to seek collection]