Since 1983

Outside the gate of Yi, Baoyu rode on a horse and chatted with Jia Lian for a few words, and suddenly a person turned out from the gate.

With a slender figure and a long, half-new robe, he put it in front of the horse and slapped him a thousand times, "Greetings, Uncle Bao!"

"You don't even recognize him? He is Yun'er, the son of Fifth Sister-in-Law on the back porch."

"Yes, yes. How could I have forgotten! How is your mother?"

"Okay, Uncle Cheng is thinking about it."

Jia Yun raised her face, cautious and ingratiating.

"Oh, I'm so handsome!"

In front of the TV, Xu Fei patted his thigh and sighed, his friends all rolled their eyes and moved the small bench.

"Why are you so thick-skinned?" Chen Xiaoxu said.

"I don't have a few minutes to play, why can't I boast myself?"

Xu Fei looked at the TV and sighed again: "Hey, so handsome!"

He said so, but in fact, he was very awkward watching his own play, especially the dubbing, and he might feel that the lines were not good enough.

So you just think, look at your own face, and speak in someone else's voice, and it's called a twist.

Jia Yun's scenes are few, and three episodes are shown in a concentrated manner. One is 11 episodes: first she shows up and recognizes Baoyu as her father, then borrows money from her uncle, and then meets Xiaohong.

"Good sister, please send a letter to Bao Erye, saying that the second master on the porch is here."

"What's on the corridor, let's just say Yun'er..."

Jia Yun lifted her robe and walked out of the room, staring at Xiao Hong like hooks, eager and bold.

"Puchi!"

Xiao Xu laughed, "Hey, when you rehearsed the play, did you just rehearse this part?"

"No."

Zhang Li pursed her lips, remembering the way she looked at her back then, it was so eager and bold.

"It's obviously under the big locust tree in the Old Summer Palace, and it's still sitting with its back on its back, as if you were facing each other."

"Say it again, say it again!"

Zhang Li reached out to tear her mouth, but Xu Fei hurriedly stopped her, "Don't make trouble, watch TV!"

"..."

Wu Xiaodong and Shen Lin moved the small bench silently.

Jia Yun's role was dismissed in half an episode, mainly about Baoyu being scalded by Jia Huan.

There is a classic passage:

Wang Xifeng teased Daiyu, "Since you have eaten our family's tea, why don't you become our family's wife?"

The girls laughed, Daiyu was shy, and Li Wan smoothed things over: "It's true that our second aunt is very humorous."

"What's witty? It's just a slapstick! Pooh!"

"What do you want to be a daughter-in-law for our family?"

Sister Feng was even more enthusiastic, and directly pulled Baoyu out of the bed, "Look, is it because the person's family status is not worthy, or is the foundation, the appearance is not worthy, or the furniture is not worthy? Tell me, tell me. !"

Daiyu showed the scene of the youngest daughter, covering her face with her hands, feeling ashamed and angry, getting up to run.

Baochai stopped her, "Xiao'er is in a hurry, go back and sit down, it's boring to go away."

Ouch!

Wu Xiaodong and Shen Lin enjoyed watching it, and Xu Fei also enjoyed it, even after watching it 800 times.

This is called a beautiful thing, everyone likes it, a kind of human instinct. If placed in 9102, the quasi-full-screen barrage:

"Sister Feng's CP dog!"

"Bao Dai's banner will never fall, TTL!"

"A Wei's Mass Burial Mound!"

"Chai Dai Dafa is good, and the Chai Dai party has a bird's nest on its head!"

"If you are looking for a spouse in the Red Chamber, Jun Xue will match Concubine Xiang."

"No one likes Jia Yun, I think brother Yun is very handsome!"

"Go upstairs!"

An episode of fifty minutes is far longer than the edited version of later generations, but the time is short, as if it will disappear in a while.

Soon, the symphony version of "The Song of Burying Flowers" sounded, and it sounded from all directions at the same time, as if this melody was the only one left in the night sky of the capital.

Wu Xiaodong and his wife consciously slipped away.

Xu Fei closed the door gently, serious, "I have something to say, "Hutong People" is estimated to start filming at the end of next month, the time is tight and the task is heavy, so you must be mentally prepared for this busyness."

He called the two of them into the bedroom, and took out a thick stack of drawings, some of which were drawn by himself, and some were drawn by them.

Another pile of photos.

"You don't have much contact with clothing, but you can help if you are interested. We can imitate it, or we can match and improve it ourselves, such as this one..."

He picked up a photo of a lady's suit, "I think the jacket is good, but I don't like the trousers, so what should I do? Be more thoughtful."

He picked up another sketch of a skirt and put it together, "Small suit jacket with a long skirt, doesn't it look good?"

"..."

The two girls were amazed, it looked strange at first glance, but it was tasteful after a closer look.

"But this is really difficult and needs to be accumulated slowly. Your task now is to help me design a set of bookmarks for Zhao Yanni, a diary, and a hair clip. How about it, are you confident?"

"You've said that, if we can't do it, wouldn't it be embarrassing?"

"We'll try our best."

"Oh, well, I'll draw up a contract later, let's talk about how to divide it."

"Do you still want to sign the contract?" Zhang Li was surprised.

"Brothers can still settle accounts, let alone us... Uh, it's getting late, let's go back to sleep."

whispering sound!

…………

"Bang bang bang bang!"

"call!"

The next morning, when Xu Fei was just pushing his bicycle out, his face was covered in sand.

"Bah! Bah! Damn it, what a freak!"

He spit out a few mouthfuls, got on the car, and was watching an old man come back from a walk. He was also in Baihua Hutong, but he had never met him before. I wanted to ride over, but the old man twisted his neck, "Are you going to work?"

"ah!"

He was a little dazed, followed by another big mom, "Hey, are you going to work?"

"It's early enough, have you eaten yet?"

"Go to work, hey, it's really windy today."

"You did a good job yesterday, haha, I almost didn't notice it!"

What are you laughing at?

An alley, he answered seven or eight times, and when he came out, he bumped into Aunt Liu of the neighborhood committee.

"Hey, Xiao Xu, I just bought pancakes, come and taste them."

"No, I'm at work..."

He kicked and then stopped, "Aunt Liu, did the neighborhood committee organize donations for the Daxinganling fire?"

"Organization, call for it in a few days, you are very active. Hey, you can also donate the Asian Games share."

"Uh, my unit is organized, let's go!"

Xu Fei wiped off his sweat, went out of Baihua Hutong, walked north along Xinjiekou Street, and then crossed the road west.

In the past two years, the number of bicycles in the capital has grown exponentially, and the number of private cars has also increased significantly. Before, they could not be seen all over the streets, but now they can occasionally drive a Crown, Santana or something.

Speaking of old Santana, it is a classic among classics.

Mr. Xu learned how to drive in his previous life, and he drove Lao Sang. It looked tattered and tattered, but it was easy to drive.

While waiting for the red light, there was a newsstand at the intersection. The stall owner held up two newspapers and sold them to passers-by: "The latest news about the Daxinganling fire! The latest news!"

"The Xinhua Bookstore "Dream of Red Mansions" is sold out, and new stock will be available in a few days. Don't wait in line these days!"

They are all office workers. There are newspapers in the workplace, but no one buys them, but they are interesting. A person wearing glasses asked: "Do you still know that it's sold out?"

"How fresh, how dare you sell newspapers without any knowledge these days! Rely on talent to get involved in society, understand?"

"Hahaha!"

Everyone was amused, seeing the green light on the opposite side, rushing towards it like the Seven Swords descending Tianshan Mountain.

The rest of the stall owners cursed and continued to shout: "Xinhua Bookstore's "Dream of Red Mansions" is sold out, it's sold out..."

After eight o'clock, Teacher Xu arrived at the TV station.

He didn't quit his job because he became an assistant director. He fetched water and made tea as usual, and then received a bunch of newspapers. Sit down and look through, looking for comments about yourself.

There really are.

"Jia Yunsheng has a long face and a tall figure. He is eighteen or nineteen years old, gentle and handsome. The actor's age and stature are very accurate, and his face shape is also right.

Some people say that a long face is a long face, which is wrong. Xiren also has a long face, but Xiren is beautiful. Can you imagine a woman with a long face who is actually very beautiful?

So I think it is a good-looking face shape. Chapter 17 of "Legends of Heroes and Heroes": I saw that it was also a straight face with a long face that was neither fat nor thin. You can refer to it. "

Hiss!

This expert is so terrifying!

Xu Fei was stunned for a moment, not knowing whether to say that the other party was rigorous, or that Ya Xian's egg hurts.

"Jia Yun has a good image, but her acting is inappropriate. She is careful to please Baoyu, but she is not humble and flattering enough. She is also a little flat with her uncle, as if she is too deep in the city. She is good for Xiaohong, and she has a masculine love."

"Jia Yun is too handsome, that's not right."

"I didn't understand the connotation of the characters at all, and it wasn't interesting enough."

The research on red studies in this era is quite different from the public understanding of later generations. Jia Baoyu, for example, was regarded as an anti-feudal fighter in the 1980s, opposed to arranged marriages, and pursued free love.

The same goes for Jia Yun, playing a flattering, clever, and loyal supporting role.

Xu Fei acted according to his own understanding, so he was naturally unpopular. But he is already very happy, "too handsome", oh, those four words hit my heart!

I didn't expect myself to be praised by others, "I have nothing but handsomeness".

"Yo, Yun'er!"

After sitting for a while, Da Gangzi appeared at the door in a cheap way, and when he came up, he gave him a bear hug.

"Get lost, you look like a fucking rabbit!"

Xu Fei kicked it away.

"Isn't it authentic? After all, you also showed your face in the Dream of the Red Chamber, Xiaoli is stingy."

"I have a total of ten minutes to play, what face am I showing?"

"Hey, it's not about the length of the play, it's not about the size of the roles."

Feng trousers came in with a big tea mug, "Teacher Xu is suave and suave, with extraordinary martial arts. Once you stop there, you will be a progressive young man in feudal society."

"Don't tell me, my daughter-in-law was very excited to watch yesterday!"

Chen Yanmin also flashed in, "When I open my eyes now, everyone I meet will tell me "Dream of Red Mansions", even the bean juice seller in front of our house will talk about it, and I don't know where to watch it on TV."

Immediately afterwards, Zheng Xiaolong slipped into the room, picked up a newspaper and started flipping through it.

"Hey, they're all here! Come over to discuss the script later, hurry up and don't take your time." You Xiaogang probed again.

As soon as he left, Li Mu showed up again, "There is a "Dream of Red Mansions" seminar at Nine O'Clock, and we all went to get some heads."

"Let's drive too?" Chen Yanmin was surprised.

"Social trends call for learning, understand? You guys don't need to go, everyone who is not from the crew of "Hutong People" will come!"

Li Mu flashed.

Xu Fei looked at a series of revolving lanterns, and suddenly felt interesting, "Hey, do you know there is a "Jingdu Bamboo Branch Ci"?"

"Did you get it?" Zheng Xiaolong raised his head and said.

"Yes, there are comments on "Dream of Red Mansions" by literati at that time."

Teacher Xu shook his head and said, "To be rich depends on opium smoke, so why not be a ghost and a god. It's useless to read all the poems and books without talking about the Dream of the Red Chamber."