1978 Synthetic Writers

Chapter 57: Mutual Affection and Synthesis

In the middle of the screen, the numbers 3, 2, and 1 appeared countdown.

This means the show is over and the projectionist will not change the next reel of film.

"Don't push, let Comrade Lenin go first!" Someone shouted out a joke from the film, causing a burst of laughter.

The stars are like diamonds, the moonlight is like silver, and the crew members have already gone back early.

Jiang Xian and Zhu Lin were dawdling in the back.

"This movie is really good, I never get tired of watching it. Lenin is really an admirable person, and his thoughts are far beyond ordinary people."

"Be careful, Comrade Zhu Lin, they are now..."

Zhu Lin pursed her lips and said, "But the actor who played Lenin was really good. I wonder what the real Lenin looked like."

"He was almost exactly the same. The actor who played Lenin was called Shi Chujin. He was the first famous special actor in the world. Later, he became ill due to overwork and died just after finishing the play Lenin in 1918."

China also has special-type actors now. Just last year, Gu Yue was chosen as a special-type actor. Gu Yue is also the most similar one among so many generations. Tang Guoqiang is still a pretty boy now, and he is filming "Little Flower" with Chen Chong. He started late in his career and is more similar.

Zhu Lin listened with great interest, "I have watched this movie so many times, and I don't even know the name of this old Russian actor. He can play a national leader like Lenin. He can be regarded as reaching the top of the mountain of movies."

"National leader? If you keep working hard, you will definitely be able to do it one day!" Jiang Xian encouraged.

"Me? I'm such a bad actor. I don't know anything. I'm just a little actor who can't even get in."

"If you don't understand, you can take your time. Since you have chosen this path, take it step by step and set a small goal for yourself first."

"Small goal?"

"For example, become the protagonist first."

".It's outrageous." Zhu Lin stuck out her pink tongue.

"What's so outrageous about that?"

"People like Chen Chong and Chen Hong are so young that they can play the leading roles. I am so old and I can only play supporting roles with great difficulty. My acting is not good, so how can I have the chance to play the leading role?"

"Becoming famous at a young age is not necessarily a good thing. I know someone named Ouyang Fenqiang, who was seconded to the Emei Film Studio as an actor at the age of 14. He was the youngest actor in the Emei Film Studio's actor troupe and is still sitting on the bench, doing odd jobs for the crew."

Ouyang Fenqiang played Jia Baoyu in the 83 version of "Dream of Red Mansions". In order to play this role, he even had plastic surgery and had silicone injected into his chin.

"There are too many uncertainties in the future. Besides, how can you be old? Let me see where you are old?"

Zhu Lin thought he was joking, but Jiang Xian really put his face close to her. Their eyes met, their breaths intertwined, and Zhu Lin could even feel the warmth coming from Jiang Xian's face.

She is a philanderer.

He hurriedly took a small step back, but he didn't expect Jiang Xian to move forward.

The moon was like silver light pouring down onto the river, the fragrance of lotus wafted through the air by the river, and the sounds of frogs croaking and cicadas chirping were like the beat of Zhu Lin's heartbeat, or like a battle song for Jiang Xian.

“Stop, stop.”

Zhu Lin was not a girl who could be easily manipulated. She pushed him away in panic and said, "Explain yourself first."

Jiang Xian looked into her eyes and said, "I just want to tell you that you are no worse than any of them. In my heart, you are the most beautiful."

Zhu Lin had never heard of this before, and her defenses, which had just been tense, immediately began to relax a little.

She was not the type to be embarrassed, so she simply raised her head and asked directly.

"Jiang Xian, do you have feelings for me?"

She also has some experience in playing the role in "Border Town" these days.

If two people love each other, they should not bury their feelings deep in their hearts.

Not daring to admit it openly will only leave you with regrets.

Being rash may make you regret it for a while.

Cowardice may make you regret for the rest of your life.

There was silence for a while.

"Comrade Zhu Lin, look at me, look into my eyes."

Jiang Xian's tone was as firm as Dzerzhinsky in "Lenin in 1918".

"I admire you and I like you."

"From the first time I saw you, or even from the time I never saw you before, I was deeply attracted to you."

"I want our revolutionary friendship to go further."

"I also want to sublimate our revolutionary feelings"

"Enough, enough." Zhu Lin's pupils kept flickering. Listening to such embarrassing words, her heart beat faster than it could, her face turned redder than it could be, and she was satisfied beyond her comprehension.

"So we are friends?" "Is it that simple?"

"You think it's too simple?"

"I mean there's no sense of ceremony at all."

"What kind of ceremony do you want?"

"You should hug at least one." Jiang Xian opened his arms.

Zhu Lin's face flushed and her heart began to beat fast. "Let someone see it!"

"Whatever you see, we are in a legal relationship, we are not being hooligans."

Zhu Lin pursed her thin lips.

"Hurry up."

Although Jiang Xian didn't like being urged to hurry up, he couldn't help his excitement at this moment. He hugged Zhu Lin tightly in his arms. He felt a sudden warmth and a rich fragrance lingered around his nose.

This is His Majesty the King
Zhu Lin tried to break free once or twice, and then gradually indulged in this warm embrace.

How can it be so unreal?

Talented writer, will you be my revolutionary partner from now on?

"Jiang Xian~Jiang Xian~"

"I really want people to see it~"

She raised her head and saw that Jiang Xian had his eyes closed, as if he was going to take further action. She quickly put her hand on his mouth, her eyes full of panic.

"what are you doing?"

Jiang Xian suddenly thought of Jiang Defu’s answer in “Parents’ Love”.

"Fuck gm."

"You're crazy, how dare you call this GM."

"Please give me a little more time." Zhu Lin gently pushed him away, too shy to look up. "There will be bread, there will be milk, there will be everything."

After saying that, he ran back to the building.

Jiang Xian was left standing there in a daze.

Unable to advance or retreat.

He conquered the queen with Dzerzhinsky's lines from the movie.

The Queen used Vasily's original words in the movie to make promises for him?

And in a corner that Jiang Xian didn't notice at all at the moment, a prompt popped up.

"Inspiration [Mutual Love] Progress +1, Current Progress (1/1)"

Zhu Lin returned to the room. Chen Hong, who shared the same room with her, asked her curiously where she had been. She answered absent-mindedly.

My body seemed to still be able to feel that embrace, and my head was filled with someone’s figure.

I don't know how long it took me to calm down. I stood up, carrying a washbasin and a bag of Vitality 28 laundry detergent to the bathroom.

In the basin was the man's white shirt.

She rubbed his clothes gently and carefully, and every movement made her feel happy.

Soon bubbles appeared, and as if possessed by a ghost, she suddenly picked up the clothes and put them to her nose and sniffed them.

Then he was shocked beyond words by his own bold action.

Zhu Lin, ah Zhu Lin!
How could you do such a thing?

the other side.

After washing up, Jiang Xian lay on the bed, quietly recalling everything that happened tonight, when suddenly a sound came into his mind.

"Unlocked the third synthesis path:"

“[Mutual Love] + [Rice Tofu] =”

"Furong Town"

Introduction: Won the first Mao Dun Literature Prize in 1982.

In 1986, director Xie Jin adapted the film into a movie of the same name, starring Jiang Wen and Liu Xiaoqing, which won the Best Feature Film at the th Hundred Flowers Awards and the Best Feature Film at the th Golden Rooster Awards.

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