You Made Me a Superstar Chapter 578

  Chapter 578 The Spring Breeze That Night (Part 2)

  The lights are dim and soft.

  The dishes are home-cooked dishes, one meat, three vegetables and one soup, very simple.

  But when An Xiao took a bite, he felt that every dish was extraordinarily delicious. After savoring it carefully, he unexpectedly felt that the dish carried the taste of a few years ago, making it easy to recall the past.

  Simple rental room, old and somewhat broken dormitory balcony, two people sitting at a table.

"In the past, I fantasized many times that if I got rich, I would do what I should do, and I also thought about living the life of a rich man. Unfortunately, when I really don't lack money, I suddenly seem to lose that desire. I even lost the idea of ​​retaliatory consumption...Come on, An Xiao, have a drink."

   Zhou Yang ate the food and felt a little nostalgic. After feeling for a while, he picked up the red wine glass and touched An Xiao.

  An Xiao nodded with a smile, and said nothing. After touching Zhou Yang, she kept looking at Zhou Yang with admiration.

"An Xiao, I always remember the cultural war you told me a long time ago. You said that Lao Mei and R Ben imported their ideology into our country through movies and various forms. Our children have been surrounded by their works since they were young. Whether they like it or not, they passively accept what they pass on, and unconsciously have a sense of yearning and dependence on them, and they will worship them invisibly. A child who grows up in an atmosphere is so scary...I used to feel that these things were too far away from me, but now I gradually realize that with greater ability comes greater responsibility..." After taking a sip of wine, Zhou The foreign chatterbox opened, and looked at An Xiao with admiration and respect in his eyes.

  In a sense, An Xiao is like a lamp. This lamp allows Zhou Yang to find a way forward in the dark night. Under the gentle light, he can go farther and farther.

   "This is just a feeling at the beginning, but I never thought that you would go on this road... Thank you!"

  An Xiao's face became more and more gentle, her cheeks were flushed, looking at Zhou Yang, all kinds of emotions seemed to surge into her heart at this moment.

  In the past six months, she has been busy, but no matter how busy she is, she will call and send text messages to Zhou Yang.

  For half a year, she watched Zhou Yang advance step by step, full of thorns, cold eyes and ridicule, but she never flinched, let alone fell down.

  The movie "Spider-Man" in Laomei has changed the prejudice against Chinese people in Hollywood movies in the past, and unknowingly, let Laomei and movie fans from all over the world understand some Chinese culture.

  It was an ancient, elegant, and full of etiquette country.

  The people here are not all squinting eyes, not thieves, let alone humble braids who often eat cockroaches.

  Countless self-confidence is not only based on the economic take-off, but also based on their own cultural self-confidence.

  Although one "Spiderman" is far from enough, it is also a victory. A few days ago, An Xiao took the time to look at the reactions of countless filmmakers in the Chinese film circle.

  When seeing "King Kong" officially at the Japanese box office and being defeated by "Spider-Man", countless people felt excited, excited, cheered, and there was a sense of pride between the lines.

   "Thank you for what we said... What I really want to thank is, it should be me thanking you...An Xiao, I offer you a toast."

  The red wine was slightly smoky, maybe it was because Zhou Yang was not too strong for drinking, or because of other reasons, Zhou Yang's cheeks also began to turn slightly red, and his emotions were extremely complicated.

  People who have risen from the bottom will never forget the person who pulled them up.

Zhou Yang thought countless times that if he hadn't met those two liars, An Xiao, and Zhang Genshui, then probably the songs he cast everywhere would have sunk forever and been thrown away as garbage At the same time, I will become more inferior, and if I pay off my debts honestly, I may be able to live a little better.

  It is impossible to make movies in this life, and it is even more impossible to stand in this position step by step.

"it is good."

  Drink a glass of wine.

  The two chatted a lot.

  Talk about the past, when talking about Huaxing, talk about the future, talk about movies, and talk about the future arrangements of relevant departments.

  After the Olympic Games, An Xiao told Zhou Yang that China will usher in a new round of economic growth, and at the same time globalization will become closer.

  In the original world, Zhou Yang, who had gone through a similar process, was not surprised. On the contrary, he admired An Xiao's astonishingly keen observation ability.

   "Chips, An Xiao, I think chips should be taken seriously. Technology is the primary productive force. This is always true. The future will be stuck..."

   "I'm stuck, the company on Chip Taiwan Island should be world-class..."

   "But the people who really control the right to speak in the company on Taiwan Island are not us Chinese people..."

  An Xiao was a little drunk, and looked at Zhou Yang in a daze as he said many words that he had never heard before, but thought carefully about them.

  After listening to it, she was thoughtful, and she was also shocked by Zhou Yang's sharp vision, as if he had come from the future.

  Although those are all predictions, Huaxia's current relationship with Laomei is actually not bad. Although it has always been dominated by cultural stations, it seems unlikely that an economic war will break out in the future.

  Economic war is not good for both sides. The United States is a capitalist country, and it is impossible to be stupid for no reason...

  However, the world itself is changing rapidly, and no one knows whether the next competition will be a gentle breeze or a violent storm.

  When thinking of the future as terrifying as Zhou Yang described it, An Xiao felt terrified.

  "Electric cars and R books are now using hydrogen energy...and we are electricity, which is the future. Chips are not only used in mobile phones, but also in industry and cars..."

  Under the gentle light.

  An Xiao watched Zhou Yang silently and talked about many things.

  An Xiao looked at that figure and felt that that figure was full of charm, as if as long as this person was by his side, this era would be under his control.

   Time passed by a little bit...

   On the slightly smoked dining table, a strange smell gradually began to appear.

   "It's hot, I'm going to take a shower..."

"Oh."

"you…"

"What's wrong?"

   "Do you want to take a shower too?"

   "I...Okay, pack up first."

"Ok."

  Zhou Yang nodded, and cleaned up the things on the table one by one.

  After tidying up, Zhou Yang broke out in a stinky sweat, and naturally went up to take a shower.

  He was immersed in what he said just now, and he couldn't help feeling a sense of crisis in his heart, and felt that he had a lot to do.

   I don't know how long it took, but after putting on new clothes, he heard a knock on the door.

  The door opened.

  He saw An Xiao walk in and sat by the bed.

  She told Zhou Yang about the future and asked about her plans for the future.

  Zhou Yang sat next to An Xiao. At first, he had countless thoughts about the future in his mind, but after sitting down, he felt a burst of fragrance, and his heart began to tremble unconsciously.

  He subconsciously looked at An Xiao.

  I saw that An Xiao had faded away from her former indifference, and there were gentle ripples in her eyes like water.

   Zhou Yang's heart suddenly trembled, as if thinking of something.

   "An Xiao, tonight, if I don't, I don't have a high EQ, right, we..."

  Zhou Yang found that he began to speak gibberish. He was embarrassed and had inexplicable expectations. It seemed that many years ago, he saw some adult movies.

  An Xiao blushed when she heard Zhou Yang's disorganized words: "Don't think about it, it's just that after hearing what you said, I felt restless and wanted to talk to you again..."

"Oh…"

   "Then, I'll take off my coat before we talk, it's hot enough here..."

   "..." An Xiao didn't answer, but just looked out the window.

  Zhou Yang's head crashed, and then he became a little flustered, especially after seeing the snow-white skin in some places that shouldn't be seen, Zhou Yang's hands trembling when he took off his coat.

   "Well, are you hot?"

"hot."

   "Then I, do you want to help you..."

  An Xiao continued to be silent, and looked at the air conditioner again, but after seeing Zhou Yang approaching cautiously, she continued to look elsewhere as if she hadn't heard it.

  Afterwards, that figure approached more cautiously...

  An Xiao suddenly became a little nervous. She took a deep breath, and all kinds of thoughts appeared in her mind.

   Anxiety, anticipation, uneasiness, determination...

   "An Xiao, I... I... You are so white... I... Like snow..."

  Under the night.

  The lights are turned off quietly.

  The wind outside the window blows in bursts, as if the extremely cold winter is over and a wonderful spring breeze is ushering in.

   "An Xiao, I... can't see..."

   "Ah, I, An Xiao, your..."

"Shut up!"

  In life, there are probably many, many wonderful things.

   Zhou Yang has felt the gentle spring breeze, seen mountains and rivers.

  Like a traveler, I arrived at a mysterious place and experienced a joy I had never experienced before. When I left, I naturally lingered.

  The moonlight was gradually covered by clouds and mists, and she blushed with embarrassment.

   "I've thought about a lot of things before, but I've never thought about if there is a child, what should he or she be called... that's nice..."

"Shut up!"

  In the darkness, Zhou Yang heard the reprimand again.

   Zhou Yang felt a little resentful.

  People generally grow up through bumps and bumps.

  Zhou Yang slept for a long time again.

  After waking up this time, he lay on the bed in the villa, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

  He seems to have grown up, it seems that he is not the same now as before.

   But it seems...

   It's exactly the same as the same.

  He got out of bed, in good spirits, but with sore muscles.

   Looked at the sheets...

  He scratched his head and smirked for a moment.

  Then brought the sheets over and went to the bathroom to wash them carefully.

  The morning sun in the sky was exceptionally blood-red, welcoming bursts of new life.

  (end of this chapter)

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