apples more than anything

Chapter 50 Scripts and Storage

"Leiqiu, wake up!" Song Pingguo pulled open the heavy curtains in the bedroom, allowing the sunlight outside to shine directly on Leiqiu, "Shouldn't the hibernation end?"

Raichu turned over to avoid the glare of the sun: "The hibernation won't end until the stung, little apple."

"Then you can lie on the bed until the sting, I will not provide food during this period." Song Pingguo made a gesture to turn around and leave the room, "For humanitarian considerations, I can provide you with more water."

"From the moment you don't provide food, this has nothing to do with humanitarianism." Raichu pulled up the quilt, "You can't be so cruel to your girlfriend."

"If you don't get up for breakfast, I can be more cruel."

"Okay, I'll get up right away..." Lei Qiu moved to the edge of the chair and grabbed his clothes wrapped in the quilt, then threw himself back on the bed wrapped in the quilt, and began to put on his clothes slowly, "Oh, how come winter is over So fast."

"I used to think that you were a very hardworking person, but now it seems that I was really wrong."

When Leiqiu yawned and walked to the living room, Song Pingguo had already served all the breakfast on the table, including hot preserved egg and lean meat porridge, and freshly cooked fried dough sticks.

Lei Qiu sat down at the table as if he was relieved, grabbed the fritters with his right hand, put it in his mouth and took a bite, then reached under the glass of the table with his left hand, and opened the script on the shelf.

Compared with the scripts of other movies, the script of "The Basement" is not only not thin, but also much thicker. Gong Xiao was obviously not prepared to abide by the rules that should be followed when writing the script from the very beginning, except for the necessary lines and descriptions. In addition, the script is almost full of annotations. At this moment, the protagonist is thinking about what Leiqiu should pay attention to when he is acting, what she wants to express here—all these things are written in it, which greatly slows down Leiqiu's digestion. The speed of the script.

As soon as Lei Qiu read the three pages, he made a phone call to notify Gong Xiaoye: "I have agreed with you in advance that I will absolutely not act according to what you wrote, and there will definitely be a lot of parts that I can play freely." .”

"Whatever you want! I believe in your strength!" Gong Xiao also readily agreed to get off Leiqiu, and then hurriedly asked Leiqiu before he hung up the phone, "Leiqiu, I am serious about asking you a question, and you are also serious about it." answer me."

"Okay, you can ask." Lei Qiu was busy flipping through the script, and replied absently, "I'm listening."

Gong Xiao also took a deep breath: "...what do you think is the reason why I have not been able to catch up with Sang Zhi so far?"

"Maybe it's because Sangzhi is the kind of person who looks at himself in the mirror for too long, so he becomes very picky about his appearance?"

"Don't think that everyone in the world is not good-looking just because you are not good-looking, okay?"

"Boss Gong, I am taking care of your psychology. Generally speaking, being single because you are ugly is the most comfortable reason for being single. At least you can comfort yourself. It is an innate reason, not because you always think about it It’s a very unreliable feeling.”

"What did you say? Say it again."

"I said, Sangzhi didn't fall in love with you because of your innate reasons, not because you always think about it, and it makes people feel very unreliable."

"Raichu, what's wrong with you today?"

"Oh...Little Apple asked me to speak a little more tactfully, not to be so straightforward."

"Then I really appreciate your euphemism." Gong Xiao gritted his teeth and hung up the phone, "Concentrate on preparing, I'm going to prepare too."

Such a tactful way of speaking is really not suitable for Leiqiu, she quickly wanted to ask before Gong Xiao successfully hung up the phone: "Are you going to prepare the basement or go after mulberry branches?"

It's a pity that Gong Xiao also hung up the phone quickly enough.

However, Lei Qiu still had deep sympathy for Gong Xiaoye's bumpy love life. She shrugged, put down her phone, picked up the script and began to concentrate on studying.

On the other hand, Song Pingguo couldn't figure out why Sang Zhi refused to be with Gong Xiao, if she didn't like it, that's fine, but even a fool can see that these two people like each other?

"How do I know why?" Leiqiu shook his head helplessly, "I probably don't like them enough to want to fall in love? Oh, I've already said that I don't understand their homosexuality very well."

"I don't know how they can fall in love." Song Pingguo sat next to Leiqiu, and glanced at her script, "Like me, I don't know how to fall in love."

"Coincidentally, I don't know how to talk very much, except for the ones with scripts." Lei Qiu marked a line with a marker pen in his hand, "If the love in life also has a script, Gongtouer and Sangzhi will not talk about it." So entangled, as long as you can clearly know what will happen next, and clearly understand the future, there will not be so many strange looking forward and backward."

"Isn't what you're talking about nonsense?" Song Pingguo poked her cheek, and leaned on her shoulder to look at the script together, "It's not just love at all. If there is a script in life, almost all troubles will disappear. .”

"Because most of the fear of human beings comes from the fear of the unknown. I think the plot of "The Basement" just mixes all the unknowns together. I don't know if I can survive, I don't know why I will be imprisoned here, not knowing what will happen in the next second... When people feel helpless about their own destiny, it is easy to fall into this kind of despair."

This kind of despair seems to be a rare experience, but it is actually very resonant.

No one can know exactly where their life path leads, and no one knows what kind of people and things they will meet next. People are trapped on this planet for a lifetime, living with a fixed amount of food and water. Only when you go down can you have a chance to go to the outside world - just like the heroine locked in the basement, everyone is so small and powerless.

"Wow..." Song Pingguo exclaimed in surprise, "So the metaphor of this movie is so profound?"

"No, no, this is the interpretation I added to it. Mr. Gong really wants to write a strange story."

At this moment, Lei Qiu's cell phone rang, and Qiu Yichen and Lei Xiaotian didn't know what they sent her again, she hesitated a little, then turned to Song Pingguo, "Little Apple, go down and help me." Shall I take the courier?"

"Why are you so good at calling people now." After staying with Leiqiu in winter for a long time, Song Pingguo was also a little lazy, and reluctantly stood up from the sofa, and went downstairs to get the express delivery.

As Song Pingguo expected, Qiu Yichen and Lei Xiaotian worked tirelessly to sort out a box of apples and sent them over.

Generally speaking, everyone is happy to hear "things sent from their hometown". When Song Pingguo was in university, he ate many local products from his hometown brought by his classmates in the same dormitory.But it's one thing to eat local specialties once in a while, but another thing to eat apples every day!

Could it be that my fate has been doomed since I was named Song Pingguo?

Fortunately, the weight of the "one box" wasn't that surprising. Song Pingguo carried the box upstairs by herself, knocked on the door with her elbow, and yelled for Leiqiu to come and help him, but found that Leiqiu Yau was not seated at the living room table.

"Raichu?"

There was silence in the room, no answer.

There was only the last fried dough stick left on the plate where the fried dough sticks were placed, and the preserved egg and lean pork porridge in the bowl was scraped clean. It seemed that Leiqiu had already finished his meal and returned to his room—but her script was still spread out on the table , the marker pen was caught in the script, showing no sign of leaving.

Song Pingguo put a whole box of apples in the corner of the kitchen, panted heavily and pushed open the door: "Leiqiu! Where did you go!"

Song Pingguo went back to the living room. She glanced at the script on the table, and suddenly thought of a very absurd possibility——Could it be that Leiqiu found a small dark room to lock himself up?

Absurd is probably a wrong word, it is not absurd at all for a person like Leiqiu.

From when Song Pingguo went downstairs to when she signed for the large box of apples until she went upstairs, Leiqiu had no time to go out in just a few minutes—besides, unless she jumped out the window, she would definitely run into Song downstairs. Pingguo's.

In other words, she was still in the room at least, and there was basically only one place that could be used to hide.

Song Pingguo walked to the storage room and knocked on the door: "Leiqiu! I think you and Gong Xiao are the same, and you really want to come out."

"Oh, I'm just kidding you... Anyway, you will definitely guess that I'm here, it's so easy to guess." Leiqiu's snicker came through a door, "Since you have found me, you can Hurry up and open the door for me, this damn place hasn't been cleaned for a long time, it's full of dust..."

"Raichu."

"Ok?"

"I don't have the key."

"What did you say?"

"I said, I don't have a key..." Song Pingguo shook the doorknob and tried to open the door, but she obviously didn't have the strength to shake the lock that explained, "When I rented this house, the landlord gave me the key to the door There are still a few keys to the room, but she said that the key to the storage room is lost. If I want to use the storage room, I have to change the lock myself. I thought it was too troublesome at the time, so I never cared - you locked it from the inside , can't it be opened from the inside?"

There was a rattling sound from inside the door, as if Raichu was trying to turn the lock.

After Leiqiu's attempt ended in failure, she pretended to be calm and asked Song Pingguo: "...then what should I do?"

"Why don't you just stay inside and continue to hibernate, the light inside is suitable and quiet, how nice it is."