Chapter 199

We agreed to liberate nature, how did it become truth or dare!

Zhu Lin felt that what she asked was very hooligan, isn't this liberating nature enough? How can such things be asked usually.

Wei Ming didn't argue with her about the concept, but answered readily: "Done it, we often do it."

Seeing him say it so casually, Zhu Lin was worried that he didn't understand what she meant.

"I'm not talking about hugging and kissing, I'm talking about at night, when sleeping, you understand."

"Oh, you mean have Melinda and I slept together," Wei Ming laughed, "Slept together, when I was on night shift, she was afraid I was lonely and often came down to sleep with me."

Zhu Lin still felt that Wei Ming didn't understand what she meant. Lying on a bed is not called "sleeping," little brother!

She suspected that Wei Ming was too simple, so she simply pointed it out: "The sleeping I'm talking about refers to sexual behavior, do you understand sexual behavior, that is..."

"I understand, it's making love," Wei Ming said innocently, "That's what I'm talking about, what's wrong."

What's wrong, you two did it without getting married?!

Zhu Lin was shocked and speechless for a while. She had read romance novels for so many days, and felt that falling in love in the novels was very simple, kissing was the limit, but the result was that you two had already done it, and often did it!

In front of this stinky kid Wei Ming, she suddenly felt that she was the child who didn't understand anything, and he was already experienced in battle.

Looking at her awkward expression, Wei Ming patted her hand: "Don't worry, we all took safety measures, the condom was imported..."

"Stop, stop, stop, don't tell me those details." Zhu Lin stopped him quickly. The old maid couldn't take it anymore.

Wei Ming said helplessly: "Since you don't want to hear about my private life, then how about talking about yours."

Zhu Lin thought he wanted to hear the story of her ex, thinking what is there to say, we are all rule-abiding people, at most holding hands before marriage.

The result was that Wei Ming asked: "Have you ever had sexual fantasies about men other than your partner?"

Zhu Lin, who was already blushing, couldn't sit still.

"Thirsty, I'll go drink some water."

Wei Ming: "Make a pot of tea, thank you."

Her not answering actually gave the answer.

Wei Ming lay on the blanket, although he was very curious if that person was himself, but he felt that Sister Lin was already on the verge of exploding, so he didn't continue to stimulate her.

After drinking tea, the two started the next session.

"Next, we are going to do oral organ coordination training. This is not only liberating nature, but also helpful for articulation. In the future, you will definitely have tongue twister exercises in class. It won't work if your tongue is not flexible."

It sounds a bit strange, but Wei Ming is all serious dry goods, not deliberately teasing her.

"Come, learn from me, first stick out your tongue."

Seeing Wei Ming stick out his tongue, Zhu Lin's first feeling was that his tongue coating is really healthy!

The second reaction was whether he was doing improper things again, but seeing his expression was very serious, she hesitated and followed him.

Fortunately, the two had some distance, so there was no need to worry about the tongues getting tangled together.

Wei Ming's tongue was very flexible, sometimes flipping and curling, sometimes flicking and making sounds, and even able to speak with a lotus flower, which made Zhu Lin look stupid.

"Are you sure this is the basic skill for being an actor?"

Wei Ming retracted it: "There are many ways in this, you just learn it."

Saying that, he got up and gave Zhu Lin a mirror, letting her practice from the basics. If you practice it, you will be good and I will be good.

After practicing for a while, Zhu Lin's mouth was dry and her cheeks were tired.

"Wei Laoshi~" she shook Wei Ming's arm and acted like a spoiled child, "I want to read a novel for a while, I'm about to finish that one."

"Then take a break." Wei Ming's heart is soft now.

"Is it time to prepare dinner?" Zhu Lin asked again. She would rather cook now than practice her tongue.

Wei Ming: "Then I'll go buy groceries, you can continue practicing while reading."

Once he left, Zhu Lin hugged "Mist in the Rain" and continued reading. She was still obedient. After resting enough, she started practicing with one heart and two uses, and the more she practiced, the more flexible she became.

However, while practicing, she happened to see the description of He Shuhuan and Yiping kissing, and it was described in great detail. This Teacher Qiong is so good.

But what does kissing feel like? Zhu Lin couldn't help closing her eyes, as if a 19-year-old big boy was standing in front of her.

She suddenly realized that the practice she did had other uses!

Before Wei Ming came back from buying groceries, Zhu Lin had already finished "Mist in the Rain." At this time, she picked up another book, "Bai Mawangzi" by Cen Kailun, but she didn't expect to have an unexpected harvest!

"I'm back."

"You're back, come and see." Zhu Lin called Wei Ming to appreciate a painting with great interest. It was drawn with a pencil.

Wei Ming glanced at it and exclaimed: "Sister Lin can also paint!"

Zhu Lin asked with a smile: "How is it?"

"Good! Although the brushwork is a bit immature, you can see at a glance that it is me, and it is drawn with great care. I will mount it for you later," Wei Ming said, holding the painting. "Did you draw it from a photo or from memory?"

Zhu Lin: "It wasn't drawn by me at all."

"Not drawn by you? Then..."

Zhu Lin: "It's that little pen pal sister of yours."

Wei Ming: "Mao Mao Amin? When did she draw it, why don't I know?"

Zhu Lin: "It's just tucked in the book 'Bai Mawangzi.' It seems that in her heart, you are her Bai Mawangzi."

Wei Ming laughed: "Sister Lin, you are quite imaginative."

"She must mean that. By the way, what does she look like? Hong Kong girls must be very stylish."

Wei Ming: "How would I know what she looks like? I don't care at all, okay."

Zhu Lin: "Oh? Didn't you exchange photos, then how does she know what you look like?"

"This, I did send her my photos, but it was one-sided, and there was a legitimate use for it."

"What legitimate use, if it's not convenient to say, then forget it."

"There's nothing I can't say, it's just that I joined an association in Hong Kong and needed to use photos."

"Association?" Zhu Lin worried, "You are also a famous writer in the country. Wouldn't it be bad to have a relationship with Hong Kong?"

"Hong Kong doesn't matter, and it's just a music association, nothing to do with politics, don't worry."

"Music association? You have also written songs for Hong Kong people?"

"Yes, for money," Wei Ming said, "Otherwise, where do you think I got so much money to buy a house? I spent a large amount of foreign exchange coupons at that time."

Zhu Lin looked at Wei Ming with admiration. This kid is indeed excessively excellent, and can even earn foreign exchange.

"Then sing me the new song you wrote."

"It's better not to. I don't sing well. You wait a while, the record will be mailed to me in a while," Wei Ming skipped this topic, "Okay, can we cook now? I'm hungry."

Zhu Lin finally took a look at the painting: "Okay, Bai Mawangzi."

When Zhou Huimin received the letter from the mainland, she was still a bit nervous, not knowing what evaluation Ah Ming would have for the painting of him.

Mom hadn't finished the stall and returned. Zhou Huimin returned to her room and opened the letter. She didn't expect a critical hit at the beginning. Ah Ming bought a house in Yanjing! I have to change the address for writing letters in the future!

He also thanked her for helping to sell songs. Zhou Huimin thought: So houses in Yanjing are so cheap, five songs can buy a house?

Then Mao Mao Amin read the whole text and didn't see Ah Ming mention the painting tucked in "Bai Mawangzi." He did praise her for drawing Guo Jing and Huang Rong.

Mao Mao Amin was a bit depressed. Did he not see it? Or was he embarrassed? She didn't mean anything else, just to tell him: I can also paint, giving him a bit of shock of being versatile. She even learned to play basketball recently.

"Mao Mao Amin, I'm back, this time there are no fish balls left." Mother Zhou returned and brought good news.

Then the mother and daughter started counting money. Today is another full harvest day.

During dinner, Mother Zhou asked a question: "Mao Mao Amin, how much does a thousand-foot luxury house cost in Hong Kong?"

A thousand-foot luxury house is about 90 square meters, which is very good in Hong Kong.

"Better locations might cost 800,000 or 900,000. Mom, don't think so far, we live here quite well, the rent is cheap, and we can help each other with Uncle Ghost."

Zhou Huimin thought her mother wanted to save money to buy a house. Although her mother earns quite a lot now, it is only a drop in the bucket for buying a house.

Unless you go to the mainland to buy a house, Mao Mao Amin suddenly thought of Ah Ming again.

But that is not realistic. I heard that life in the mainland is very hard. Ah Ming also wrote in the letter about food supply by coupons and other problems. They can't live that kind of life.

Mother Zhou: "I didn't say I want to buy a house. It was Ah Ghost who suddenly asked me about Hong Kong housing prices today. Listening to his meaning, it seems he wants to buy a house."

"Does Uncle Ghost have so much money? Did he win the Mark Six?"

Old Ghost: I don't have it, but my grandson said he would buy it for me!

Old Ghost also received Wei Ming's letter and knew that his grandson had bought a large house of 150 square meters in Yanjing.

Converted into Hong Kong units, that is almost a 1,600-foot luxury house.

So when selling pancakes today, he chatted with Mother Zhou and mentioned the housing prices in Hong Kong.

In fact, it doesn't matter where he lives. Living in a public housing estate with Mao Mao Amin and her mother can help each other. However, if his son and grandson's family come to Hong Kong, they really need a place to stay, so they can't make do.

So Old Ghost thought that when the time is ripe in a while, he would expand the business, open a store, and if you want to earn more money in Hong Kong, you still have to be a capitalist.

He hoped to invite Mother Zhou to cooperate, earn money together, but the next morning Mother Zhou did not set up the stall. Mother Zhou went to buy something, for her daughter.

After Zhou Huimin returned home from school that day, she pushed open the door and covered her mouth in surprise.

Because in the middle of the not-so-large living room at home, there was a piano, a piano!

Mother Zhou wiped her hands and smiled at her daughter: "Prepare to eat."

Zhou Huimin touched the piano. Although the style is relatively ordinary, it shouldn't be the expensive kind, but this is the king of musical instruments, the piano, which she has been thinking about!

She was still thinking that if Ah Ming could continue to write songs and she could earn a share, she would sooner or later be able to afford it herself. The result was that Ah Ming didn't write songs in these two communications. Sure enough, creation is not that simple.

But maternal love is so simple and pure.

Zhou Huimin hugged her mother and acted like a spoiled child to thank her.

Mother Zhou: "Do you want to try it?"

"Good!"

Zhou Huimin sat in front of the piano and played "There is Only Mom in the World" (Mao Mao Amin: I didn't mean Dad is not good.)

This is the piece Mao Mao Amin is most proficient in. Listening to it, Mother Zhou started to wipe her tears. Seeing her daughter so sensible, everything is worth it.

And in Yanjing, after work, Zhu Lin walked out of the unit and saw that the stinky kid riding a motorcycle was not opposite the unit. She was stunned for a moment before remembering that Wei Ming had something to do today, and the liberating nature teaching was suspended.

!

Don't suspend it, just terminate it completely, what is that!

Yesterday afternoon, the two's teaching went further. Wei Ming asked her to kneel in front of him and stick out her butt, pretending to be a kitten or puppy of his own. It was too much!

Although Wei Ming demonstrated it first to prove that he was not taking advantage, and imitated it quite like it, Zhu Lin still felt very ashamed, especially since she was wearing a skirt yesterday, which was very inconvenient.

Humph, I won't wear a skirt when I go to his house in the future, but I have to bring a pillow. I'm not used to the pillows in his house.

Although she only took a nap there at noon, the quality cannot be reduced.

So Zhu Lin rode her bicycle to the department store, preparing to buy some necessary daily necessities to use at Wei Ming's place.

She felt that she learned skills from Wei Laoshi for free, and ate other people's things, so she should do something for that home, so she bought some things that Wei Ming's family needed.

However, after buying things, Zhu Lin thought that bringing these things back to the dormitory might arouse the suspicion of her roommates.

After thinking about it, she decided to send the things to Wei Ming's house first. Anyway, she had a key.

Since she was going to his house, should she buy some groceries and cook him dinner?

Would it be a bit too much like a snail girl? Forget it!

She didn't care, but the guard, Old Sun, had to care. This is a strange face, so he can't be let in easily, even if she is good-looking.

But she said she was looking for Writer Wei and had been here before.

"Oh, you are the girl wearing a helmet, right?"

"Yes, it's me. Ma Xiaowei is like my younger brother. I'll send him something and cook a meal by the way." Zhu Lin felt that Wei Ming's teaching was useful. Lying was so smooth.

Younger brother or not, he couldn't fool me. Old Sun was as clear as a mirror in his heart, but he still let her in directly. Ma Xiaowei had never broken his supply of Da Qianmen, he is a particular person.

Zhu Lin entered Wei Ming's house and put her things in Wei Ming's sister's room first. She slept there yesterday noon.

Seeing that the house was a bit messy, she thought about cleaning it up first. This home is too lacking in a hostess, and she is just dealing with it temporarily.

However, when cleaning to the study, Zhu Lin found a stack of manuscripts on the table. Is this Ma Xiaowei's new work?

As a reader who has read all of Wei Ming's works, it is difficult to resist this temptation.

Should I take a peek?

Zhu Lin thought of Wei Ming's previous words: Sister, just treat this as your own home. Come if you want, stay if you want, do whatever you want.

So Zhu Lin picked up the manuscript and sat in Wei Ming's seat to read it.

This name is not like Wei Ming's previous novel names. It looks like it came from the same school as "Heroes Come from Youth Since Ancient Times." They are all seven characters, and the name is "A Terracotta Warrior."

There is also a summary in front: After Qin destroyed the six kingdoms, Emperor Qin Shi Huang's Langzhongling Meng Tianfang and the medicine-seeking girl Dong'er fell in love. Later, the secret leaked, Dong'er was blood-sacrificed to the kiln, and Meng Tianfang was sealed as a terracotta figure with mud and buried deep underground...

Just looking at this summary, I feel it is very interesting. The key is that this seems to be a romance novel!

Although Ma Xiaowei is not interested in those romance novels in Hong Kong, he didn't expect to be writing one secretly.

Zhu Lin quickly opened the first page, and Wei Ming's words pulled her into that ancient and strange era.

Watching and watching, Zhu Lin forgot the time, forgot to cook, and even forgot that she hadn't eaten.

As for Wei Ming not coming back so late, there is indeed something important.

At the Yanjing Hotel, Wei Ming and Wang Yang and other Beijing Er Yingchang representatives met Xia Meng and her party who had just arrived and stayed here.

Xia Meng didn't come alone, she also brought the director and his team.

"This is Director Xu Xiaoming." Xia Meng introduced.

Although the other party is very young, Wang Yang didn't look down on him. After all, no matter how young he is, can he be younger than Ma Xiaowei? This is an era where the Yangtze River waves push the waves, and the world belongs to young people.

Xu Xiaoming is only 27 years old this year, indeed very young. His parents were Cantonese opera actors, and he also experienced strict stage drama training from childhood, debuted in the film circle as a child star, and later started learning martial arts, was a martial arts master, was a martial arts instructor, collaborated with Cheng Long on "Four Emperors and One Queen," and now joined Rediffusion Television as a director.

As a director, his qualifications are relatively shallow. He has directed a TV series "Angry Sword Ming," a film "Buddha Palm Arhat Fist," and directed a unit of the Rediffusion drama "The Earth's Kindness" which has not yet been broadcast.

Among them, "Buddha Palm Arhat Fist" was co-directed by him and Yuan Heping, and starred by Xu Xiaoming and Yuan Heping's younger brother Yuan Xiangren. It was just released at the beginning of this month, and the box office was average, with more than one million Hong Kong dollars.

Xia Meng watched this movie and felt that the film was shot quite well in terms of action scenes, so she wanted to invite the film's director Yuan Heping to participate in this project.

In 1978, Yuan Heping became famous in Asia with "Drunken Master." He is a famous director and martial arts instructor in the Hong Kong film circle, and is familiar with various martial arts routines, with extremely strong adaptability.

If he can participate in this project, "Heroes Come from Youth Since Ancient Times" will be half successful.

However, Yuan Heping did not agree. The risk is too great. This is not only shooting on location in the mainland, but directly cooperating with mainlanders. The Freedom Union will not be able to hold him.

Although writing a confession letter is enough, he really doesn't want to write that thing, so he simply doesn't give them a chance to catch his pigtail.

However, Xia Meng, as a senior in the Hong Kong film scene, is also the dream lover of their youth. She found him. If he doesn't direct, he has to recommend a candidate.

So he recommended the young man Xu Xiaoming who co-directed "Buddha Palm Arhat Fist" with him. Xiaoming has always had a good impression of the mainland, and it should be fine to go to the mainland to work.

During the conversation, Wei Ming noticed a person behind Xu Xiaoming. This person looks like Yuan Baye, but he is not. He looks like he can take out a few martial arts secret books from his arms at any time.

After Wang Yang introduced Wei Ming, Wei Ming looked at Yuan Xiangren behind Xu Xiaoming.

"Who is this? Don't you introduce him?" Wei Ming said in Cantonese.

This made Xu Xiaoming feel very kind. He introduced: "Just call him A Xiang."

Yuan Xiangren is just curious about the mainland, so he carried his brother and came to Yanjing with Xiaoming, and by the way, helped Xiaoming as a martial arts instructor. Of course, he has to use a pseudonym. Anyway, a behind-the-scenes person, it is estimated that no one will hold him and not let go.

"Oh, hello A Xiang, you can call me A Ming or Xiao Ming."

Yuan Xiangren smiled and said to Xu Xiaoming: "This screenwriter has the same name as you."

Wei Ming: "Then let's call by position. I am Screenwriter Wei, you are Director Xu, and this is Instructor Xiang."

Afterwards, everyone had a meal at the Yanjing Hotel to welcome Xia Meng and her party. We won't talk about serious business tonight, it's just a process of getting to know each other, and we will talk at the Beijing Er Yingchang tomorrow.

During the conversation, Xu Xiaoming revealed that A Xiang's ancestral home is Yanjing, and he wants to find a chance to visit Yanjing City.

Wei Ming then remembered that Yuan Xiaotian is from Yanjing, and his specialty is also Northern martial arts. Later, he went to Hong Kong and also worked as a Cantonese opera martial arts instructor, and then entered the film circle, becoming the first generation of martial arts instructors.

It is estimated that Xu Xiaoming and the Yuan brothers met and formed a bond like this, and Yuan Xiangren took the risk to come to Yanjing because of this. Although he was born in Hong Kong, he often heard his old father chanting about Yanjing City, and he could even speak a few Beijing dialects.

In the exchange of Beijing dialects between Wei Ming and A Xiang, the atmosphere became more and more harmonious.

Today belongs to public-funded eating and drinking, and the specifications are high. Wei Ming ate beautifully, but didn't drink, he was driving.

When he returned to the community, he was stunned to find that the lights were on at home, it seemed to be the study position. What's the situation? Did I forget to turn it off before leaving in the morning? That's how much electricity!

He hurried up, opened the door, and then saw Zhu Lin in the study reading his manuscript with tears in her eyes.

"Ma Xiaowei, you're back!"

She was reading "A Terracotta Warrior," crying so hard, it should be a certain node where the heroine died tragically.

"Yes, Sister Lin, you're here, it's really a surprise." Wei Ming took off his shoes.

Zhu Lin then glanced at the watch, and then glanced at the sky outside. Oh my, is it so late! It's a bit bad!

"Ma Xiaowei, can I trouble you to send..." She wanted Wei Ming to send herself back, but when she got close to Wei Ming, she smelled a smell of alcohol, "You drank?"

No, but the people around him drank, and he spilled it on himself when he touched glasses with A Xiang with soda.

"Yes, I entertained guests from the Hong Kong film circle today, so I drank a little. I almost drove the car into a ditch when I came back." Wei Ming's acting class started. He even deliberately thought about shy things to make his face turn red.

Look, this is called the method school.

Zhu Lin didn't suspect it at all, and immediately withdrew the idea of letting Wei Ming send herself back, and decided to take care of Wei Ming first.

She helped Wei Ming and said: "You lie down first, I'll make you a hangover soup."

"Thank you, sister." Wei Ming accepted Zhu Lin's care with peace of mind.

Time quickly broke through ten o'clock and approached eleven o'clock.

At this time, letting Zhu Lin ride a bicycle back to the dormitory alone, she also muttered, there are too many unemployed youths on the street.

Looking at Wei Ming, she is a medical student and knows that men are not threatening when they are drunk.

How about staying for a night?

(End of chapter)