The publicity meeting went very smoothly.

Nanyang City is a famous water town with a warm climate, small bridges and flowing water, and ancient charm accumulated by history. It is quiet and restrained.

The reason why Director Wang chose this place... is because this is his hometown.

Director Wang is already very old.

From Shao Si's perspective, the wrinkles that touched the corners of the old man's eyes became deeper and deeper.

"I actually wanted to do this movie lurking as my last gift." Director Wang stood up from his seat and faced the reporter with a calm tone. "This is my last movie and my last work. I hope you can like it."

This sentence ended, causing uproar in the media.

The main creators sitting on the stage stood up at this moment, looking at each other, not knowing what to say, obviously being shocked by Director Wang’s “retreat” remarks.

Shao Si stood beside him and said, "Director Wang..."

Director Wang smiled at him and handed the microphone to Shao Si: "Come on, it's up to you, I'll say a few simple words to everyone."

Shao Si held the microphone and it took him a long time to find his language.

After he dealt with the media, he sat down again. Yu Guang saw Director Wang pressing his lower lip with one hand and coughing gently.

He was no longer the young boy, with a backpack and a few pieces of dry food, and resolutely left Nanyang City and embarked on the road of making movies. He had been there for decades and never looked back.

The white hair had already quietly climbed up his temples.

"We were just a broken yard, the oldest projector, watching black and white silent movies." Shao Si always remembered that one day, Director Wang talked about his childhood. A few fingers trembled in the air, and his face was filled with a smile of nostalgia. "It's so beautiful, fresh stuff. I specially put my pockets in my house and forgot to eat the sweet potatoes I wanted to take from my pocket. Children of all sizes in the yard were playing, and I sat there, watching more seriously than anyone else. In fact, I could understand nostalgia. But even though it was good, everyone around me was laughing, I felt happy. The actress's skirt was circling inside."

...

The publicity meeting ended, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

Everyone left the seat one after another, and Shao Si chased out and called out Director Wang: "What you said just now is true? Are you planning to retire?"

Director Wang stopped, remained silent for a while before turning around, and said, "Yes."

"Why?"

"I'm old and can't do it anymore." Director Wang smiled and patted Shao Si's shoulder and said, "I want to rest now, settle down in my hometown, raise fish and cats, and go out for a walk if I have nothing to do... There is no reason, don't worry. Now the times are in the hands of you young people, come on."

Shao Si was silent for a long time, and finally he could only say: "Then, take good care of yourself. If you have anything to call me, you know the number, I basically won't turn off."

"Okay, okay." Wang Daolian said three 'ok'.

"But Director Wang, there is something I want to ask you." Shao Si hesitated for a while and made an excuse to whisper in his mind. Finally, he asked, "There is a senior named Ye Qing... You said you knew each other before. That's right. This time, I checked a lot of opera information about director Ou. I found that Mr. Ye was also a performer during his lifetime. He was somewhat similar to the character positioning of the script. I wanted to find some images for reference, but there was very little information about him on the Internet."

Yes, there is too little information, which is why Shao Si is suspicious of this Ye Qing.

His life seemed too clean, and even the forum had to be restored to see a small part of the content.

Like...

It was like someone deliberately erased him after his death.

"I don't want to deceive you." After saying this, Director Wang said again: "It's better you don't know about this."

Shao Si wanted to ask again, but Director Wang was determined to avoid talking, but before leaving, he said something else.

"I hope you remember that this circle is not messy now, it has always been so messy - but we must not compromise with it, no matter what happens."

After seeing off Director Wang, Li Guangzong sat in the passenger seat on the way back and reported: "We will go back to the hotel now. You have a good rest and warn you in advance, what snack street, we must not go. Don't sneak away with me on your back, thinking that the general public will not recognize you with sunglasses and towels? Even if you turn into ashes, they can recognize you... Fighting with them, you are really seeking death. Did you hear you?"

Shao Si hugged in the back seat, and said "um" coldly. What he said to Li Guangzong was basically the left ear and the right ear.

Half-closed his eyes, when Shao Si was almost asleep, his cell phone pressed under him vibrated twice, and a new text message was sent in.

Li Guangzong casually said, "What? It's buzzing."

Shao Si held his hand, raised his waist and abdomen slightly, took out his cell phone, and said, "It's nothing, it's a pyramid scheme."

Shao Si said while unlocking the screen and went in:

——Ye Qing was buried in Ling'an Cemetery, Nanyang City, located in 117, Area A. The specific address of the cemetery is No. 168, Minhe Road.

——Friendly reminder: When I invaded the cemetery monitoring system, I saw a familiar person [picture] in the monitoring.

The person in the picture was exactly what he asked a private detective to investigate last time...

Zhou Weiping.

Shao Si was a little awake, sat up, and his coat slipped off him: Is he still there?

——It should be still here now, but you will not be sure if you are still there when you rush over.

The car slowly parked at the hotel door.

Li Guangzong watched Shao Si fall into the room and fall asleep, and then he felt relieved to go back to his room to work with the computer.

Who knew that his father Shao had much more courage than he thought. Just a few minutes after he left, Shao Si sneaked away from the hotel.

"Go to Ling'an Cemetery." The big scarf around Shao Si's neck almost covered his entire face, with only a pair of clear eyes exposed outside, which made the driver's back chill, "Please hurry up, I have something urgent to do."

It's not too far from here. Nan Yang was originally a small place. When he got off the bus, Shao Si didn't even look at the price and directly paid a large denomination: "No need to look for it."

"No, it's thirty-two yuan in total. You should be honest, so I'll ask you for it."

Shao Si: "It's really not necessary."

The driver raised his face: "Do you look down on me?"

Finally, Shao Si got off the train with a stack of bad tickets.

Area A is located near the south of the cemetery, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and can be said to be the highest-priced area of ​​the entire cemetery.

It was a little dark because the weather turned cloudy in the afternoon - the storm a few days ago probably hadn't completely evacuated this small city, and the wind hit the leaves and rustled.

The fine rain fell and soon wet Shao Si's hair.

I just learned from the guard that 117 is very tilted, located on the top of the mountain, you can see it by walking up the stairs.

"How could ordinary people choose such a place?" Shao Si was a little tired after climbing halfway through, slowing down and breathing gently, and muttering to himself, "...and when will this rain stop?"

I hope Zhou Weiping is still there.

"…It rains every April 14th. Ah Qing, are you crying?"

As he approached the top of the mountain, Shao Si vaguely heard someone's voice.

He slowed down, and took every step forward before falling, fearing that he would disturb the sound.

The voice sounds a bit familiar, but due to the distance and the gentle voice of the pronunciation, Shao Si couldn't tell whether this was Zhou Weiping's voice for a while.

After a while, the man said with no brainstorm: "I love you."

Crazy.

Too familiar.

But it is definitely not Zhou Weiping.

Shao Si took another step up, and the scene in front of him spread out little by little, and he could finally see clearly...

...

However, Shao Si was silent for a while, and finally asked indifferently: "Why are you here?"

Gu Yanzhou obviously didn't expect to meet him here either.

"Speak quietly." Gu Yanzhou held an umbrella, and there was another person besides him. He looked at the woman with long hair and waist, and had a slender back. He never turned around to look at Shao Si.

She just looked at the opposite side intently, watching the movement in front of Ye Qing’s tomb opposite.

"Why did you come? Didn't you bring an umbrella?" When Shao Si walked in, Gu Yanzhou pulled him to his side and tilted the umbrella a little in his direction, so that he could not get too much rain as much as possible.

While saying thank you, Shao Si raised his hand and wiped the water droplets dripping on his eyelids. After raising his eyes, he saw clearly that the woman beside him... was Ye Xuan.

The umbrella is not big, and this hidden place is not empty enough for **, so it is still a bit difficult to squeeze out three people.

He couldn't squeeze to Ye Xuan's side, and men and women were not allowed to get along with each other, so Shao Si had only one choice - to continue staying in Gu Yanzhou's arms.

Gu Yanzhou raised his hand and patted his head, and helped him to smooth out his half-wet hair: "Why are you here?"

“…I said I was here for a walk, do you believe it?”

Gu Yanzhou: "This excuse is not very good."

Shao Si ignored him and stared at the opposite side without blinking: "But speaking, why is Director Ou here too?"

The person who sat in front of Ye Qing's tomb, held a jar of wine, drank a few sips on the ground, and kept talking to himself was Director Ou.

Gu Yanzhou was entrusted by the king's guidance and came to worship.

Although Director Wang was determined to retire and wanted to rest, it was because of some physical problems. Wang Dao had no intention of saying this, but Gu Yanzhou was still sensitive and had a few words before he came out.

"I can't resist you. Since you know everything, let's help me do something," said the director of the king on the phone. "I will go to the hospital after the publicity meeting. Yanzhou, you can go to see an old friend for me."

Gu Yanzhou is not sure who this old friend is.

But I met Ye Xuan on the way up the mountain.
Chapter completed!