ushernet Chapter 155 Han River Pier
Chapter 155 Han River Pier
Chapter 155 Han River Pier
"What time does sunrise usually occur?" Qiu Huoming asked.
"Half past twelve..."
"Okay, then let's do it at 5:. I'll come to your cabin to help you. It's not safe for a young girl to go up there alone."
"Yeah." Li Shulan nodded. Her wish was fulfilled and her eyes were full of smiles.
Qian Feng was talking to Li Yi about the play their troupe was planning to rehearse. These days, domestic musicals are beginning to move closer to foreign operas, but they don't have a large audience and are not as attractive as simple dramas or plays.
Just like the Shanghai opera "Midnight Song" that Qiu Huoming had heard of in Shenhai before, it actually already had the form of an opera, but it never became popular.
On one hand it’s the audience’s fault, on the other hand it’s because of the lack of a good script, music and lyrics which prevents the audience from empathizing.
When Qian Feng saw Qiu Huoming and Li Shulan coming over to listen to him, he became excited and wanted to tell them everything he knew.
"Have you heard of Agatha? Our script is similar to her novels, with suspense and music. The actors don't dance much on stage, and most of the time, we use songs to explain the plot..."
Li Yi frowned, "I've read a few of Agatha's novels. I'm afraid people will have nightmares when they go back if they still read this kind of suspenseful script..."
Qiu Huoming nodded. The same was true of Shen Hai’s early treatment of "Midnight Song". Gu Xiaoran also reacted with fear.
The current market acceptance of suspense dramas is not high. It would be fine if it were made into a movie, but as a musical, it would not be as eye-catching as a simple "Romeo and Juliet".
"Only such a compact plot can keep everyone focused in just one and a half hours..." Qian Feng was still explaining his point of view.
Qiu Huoming glanced at him. It was a pity that he was born too early. In the 90s, people like him would be very popular.
Li Yi hesitated a little. He turned to look at Qiu Huoming and said, "Xiao Qiu, please tell me."
Qiu Huoming cleared his throat and said, "I watched a drama in Shenhai before. I personally feel that drama is similar to the musical you mentioned. First of all, it has to resonate with people... Apart from that, no matter how good the art is, if it is self-admiring, it will not last long..."
Li Yi slapped his thigh and said, "That's what I was just about to say. Resonance!"
Qian Feng touched the messy hair on the back of his head, thinking, "Are you getting off the boat at the Han River? I invite you to go and see it live. There will be rehearsals when the troupe is not performing."
Li Yi shook his head regretfully, "We have to leave Jinling... Brother, leave me your contact information and write to me later."
"Okay, wait a moment." Qian Feng took out a palm-sized notebook from the cloth bag. The cover of the notebook was still the portrait of the great man, with a line of words below: Serve the People.
After he quickly wrote a line of text, he tore off the page and handed it to Li Yi. Then he quickly wrote another one, tore it off and handed it to Qiu Huoming.
"What I just said is true. If the script is accepted, we will pay the screenwriter. If you have a good script, just give it to me. Although I am not very talented, my friends are amazing. They are from the first batch of college students in 77 and are very knowledgeable... It's a pity that you are not getting off the boat in the Han River, otherwise I would at least introduce you to them..."
Qiu Huoming was now somewhat interested. "I got off the boat at Hanjiang River. I'm from the class of 77. That's the third year in college, right?"
"Hey, he's my brother, actually!" Qian Feng laughed awkwardly, "I make a living with him... Xiaoqiu got off the boat, come with me to take a look..."
"Besides, I may not make it in time. Why doesn't your brother stay in the capital?" Qiu Huoming asked.
"My brother followed my sister-in-law and was assigned to Hanjiang..." Qian Feng explained.
"I see." Qiu Huoming thought to himself that this person would probably return to the capital in a few years. After all, as far as the cultural industry was concerned, the soil in the capital was more suitable.
"Please leave me your contact information..." Qian Feng suggested.
"Okay, I'll leave you one from our school." Li Yi picked up Qian Feng's notebook, opened a blank page, wrote on it, and handed it to Qiu Huoming.
Qiu Huoming also filled in the address of the new school.
Qian Feng looked at Li Shulan, but Qiu Huoming ignored him and handed the notebook back to him.
Li Shulan smiled secretly and tugged at Li Yi's collar. "Brother, we have to go upstairs. The lights are about to be turned off..."
Qiu Huoming glanced at his watch and said, "Five minutes left..."
"Hey, let's go, let's go. Tomorrow, brothers, let's have breakfast together." Li Yi moved his butt, slid under the bed, stood up, waved to Qiu Huoming and Qian Feng, and walked out with his sister.
He closed the cabin door, Qiu Huoming lay down on the bed, stretched, and was about to turn over and go to sleep.
I only heard Qian Feng asking from the next room: "Your guitar teacher is very good, and you have a good sense of music. If you are interested, you can come to our rehearsal room to play a piece..."
"If I have enough time, I'll go and take a look."
"Okay..." As soon as the words fell, the lights went out and the sounds of chatting around suddenly became much less.
Someone turned on the night light beside the bed, and more people were getting ready to sleep. For a moment, there was a constant rustling sound of turning over the blankets. Some people put on their shoes, opened the door and went out to relieve themselves...
Qiu Huoming took out his homemade earplugs, and after a moment, the world became quiet...
The next morning, when I opened my eyes, I found that Qian Feng was gone. This man was so elusive.
Qiu Huoming went out with his bag, a teacup and a towel. After washing up, he still had some time, so he simply exercised outside the cabin for a while. When the time was almost up, he put on his backpack and went upstairs to find Li Shulan.
In the cabin on the third floor, Li Shulan had already dressed up, and Professor Li was still lying on the bed. When he saw him come in, he just waved his hand and let his daughter follow Qiu Huoming out.
Li Shulan carried an easel on her back and a folding stool in her hand. She followed Qiu Huoming and muttered quietly, "It's darkest before dawn. You can't even see the stars..."
The lights on both sides of the ship were on and the ground was a little wet. As soon as I reached the fourth deck, I saw a familiar figure under the light, facing the east, with his knees bent, his hands on his dantian, and his eyes slightly closed. It seemed that Qian Feng was practicing standing exercises.
Li Shulan was startled by the sudden appearance of a figure. Qiu Huoming explained in a low voice: "He practices Qigong..."
"Then let's change place and go over there!" Li Shulan said, pointing to the other side.
"Okay, let's go."
At this moment, there was a slight glimmer of light in the sky, and a faint white ripple appeared on the dark water.
Qian Feng, who was not far away, stood with his eyes closed for a long time before finally opening them.
The lights on the ship were out.
Li Shulan had already set up the stage over there. She sat on a folding stool, supporting the drawing board with one hand and drawing with a piece of carbon stick in the other hand. Qiu Huoming was half leaning on the railing, with the morning glow behind her reflecting half of the sky. The shimmering water reflected the girl's profile particularly clearly.
He was stunned for a moment.
The little girl was painting while muttering, "It's a pity that it's too troublesome to bring watercolors. This sunrise... is so beautiful..."
Qiu Huoming looked cool and relaxed, but his neck was almost stiffened by the river wind. After a long while, he didn't hear Li Shulan call to stop, so he finally couldn't help but asked, "Are you done?"
"Oops, I just forgot to tell you, you can move now, do you want to see it?"
Li Shulan raised her head and looked at Qiu Huoming expectantly.
At this moment, the clouds in the sky have dispersed, the sun is shining directly on the earth, and the wind has even died down a bit.
Qiu Huoming turned his neck and walked over.
On the girl's drawing board, the effect of the carbon rod is like splashing ink. She stands sideways in front of the railing, with the sun rising behind her, the river in the distance undulating, and the misty horizon blending into the morning glow...
"What a great painting!" Qiu Huoming praised sincerely.
"Thank you." Li Shulan breathed a sigh of relief when she heard his praise and began to pack up her painting supplies.
"Brother Huo Ming, you have an art academy in Yangcheng, should I apply there in the future?"
Qiu Huoming was stunned, thought for a moment and replied: "Indeed, there is, but it is quite far from the provincial capital. Professor Li would probably be reluctant to let it go, right?"
"My dad doesn't care about me, so let's make it clear that I will also take the entrance exam for Yangcheng in the future."
Qiu Huoming touched his nose and said, "Personally, I think Sichuan Academy and Capital Academy of Fine Arts seem to be more suitable for you..."
"Oh, do you think so too?" Li Shulan sighed, "Our teacher said so too."
Qian Feng, who had been standing on the other side, hastily finished his work. He walked over quickly and glanced at the drawing board that had not yet been closed. Looking at Qiu Huoming's figure on the screen, he felt a little bitter in his heart, "This painter is much better than the artist in our group. He is amazing!"
"Thank you for the compliment. Let's go. My brother must be awake. Let's go eat. I'm hungry."
Before Qiu Huoming could say anything, Qian Feng at the side responded, "Okay, I'll get you a stool."
"No need, Brother Huoming, help me get it." Li Shulan took the things in her hand, folded the folding stool and handed it to Qiu Huoming, then stood up.
Qiu Huoming took her stool and picked up the backpack he had placed aside, and Qian Feng followed her.
It's a sunny day today.
At noon, the boat docked. Qiu Huoming helped Professor Li carry one of the wooden boxes to the first floor, and then handed it to him after he got ashore.
This time they brought two boxes with them, which were very heavy. It was said that Li Yi had brought a lot of books and put them in them.
Li Yi stood on the dock and said loudly: "Come to my school to play later... Remember to write to me."
Li Shulan's eyes had turned red and tears were falling down.
Professor Li held his forehead with his hand, not wanting to look at his daughter. He turned around and called a dock worker who was helping to carry things, asking him to send his two boxes out of the dock.
(Picture from the network)
Qiu Huoming walked back when he saw them going far away. Professor Li didn't like Qian Feng. He scolded him with a cold face during breakfast in the morning. After that, Qian Feng no longer came to join them.
After all, he was a young man with a bad temper. Qian Feng stood silently at the railing on the second floor, watching the girl he loved walk away. He sighed, turned around and went back to the cabin door.
Qiu Huoming went directly to the reading room. The cabin was too noisy, so it would be better to go to the reading room where it was quiet. He had only written a small part of "Fraud". Now that he was free, he could concentrate on thinking about the second half.
When he ran out of ink halfway through writing, he shamelessly went into the water police duty room next door. The officer on duty saw that he looked like a student and directly gave him a tube of ink. After thanking him, he returned to the reading room.
He didn't feel bored when he was writing. He went out early and came back late, and slept another night on the boat.
In a blink of an eye, it was the third day. Qiu Huoming had lunch at noon and did not go downstairs. He stayed in the cabin to pack his things. The manuscript of "Fraud" had been completed, and he would find a chance to send it out when he reached the Han River.
It was probably time to arrive at the destination, and everyone in the cabin was packing their luggage. The middle-aged woman on the upper bunk and several people from Shenhai opposite had already got off the boat at the previous stop and were replaced by several passengers from Anqi.
These people came to the Han River to do business, most of them were doing lotus root business.
Qiu Huoming didn't know much about this business, and he just listened to them talking about Han River in Anqi dialect and found it very interesting.
He didn't have much stuff, just a guitar and a backpack.
Qian Feng had even fewer things. The wooden box of his guitar had been soaked in water and could not be used, so he simply did not use the box. He also had a cross-body cloth bag that contained his daily necessities and important documents.
Qiu Huoming has been going out early and coming back late these days to avoid him.
The last time Qian Feng fished the clothes out of the river, he was too lazy to wash them and just piled them aside. When he took them out today, the smell was unbearable so he simply threw them away.
He has been wearing the same set of clothes these past few days. He has sweated a lot in the past two days and his clothes have become smelly.
At this moment, I can smell his scent across the bed.
Most men these days are not particular about details, but this smell was too strong. Qiu Huoming sat on the other end of the bed to keep a safe distance from him.
He even leaned over and asked him through the stand, "Xiao Qiu, when we get to the station this afternoon, I'll take you to my brother's rehearsal room to have a look?"
Qiu Huoming shook his head. "I still have to buy a train ticket. Time is a bit tight. I won't go."
"Go ahead. I warmly invite you. The troupe is rehearsing a new play. I heard that the adaptations are always not very good. You are good at writing, so you can help me take a look. If the adaptation is good, I will ask my brother to pay you for the scriptwriting fee."
"If I have time, I'll go take a look. Give me your address and I'll come to see you when I'm free."
"Okay, wait a minute, I'll write it to you."
Qian Feng took out his little notebook from his cloth bag, wrote down an address, and handed it to Qiu Huoming, "You must come..." He leaned in and added in a low voice, "There are many beautiful girls in the group."
Qiu Huoming smiled. Qian Feng was not hypocritical and was very straightforward.
"But I didn't come here to see them!" Qian Feng straightened up and explained, "I just simply appreciate their beauty..."
"..."
He must have been feeling depressed over the past few days. From then on, Qiu Huoming just listened to him talking non-stop. By the time the boat docked, Qiu Huoming already knew all the gossip in the group.
This is not bad, and it is all good material for writing. Qiu Huoming accepted it with a smile.
This station was the final stop of this trip. Before the boat even stopped, the cabin was already bustling with people walking out carrying large and small bags.
Qian Feng protected his guitar and carefully followed the crowd down the stairs.
Qiu Huoming went downstairs in advance. At this moment, Qiu Huoming had already reached the side of the ship on the first floor.
He was very agile and soon he stepped on the float to the shore and followed the crowd out of the dock. He could see the side of the customs building from the dock. He glanced at his watch and it was already 16:25 in the afternoon. He was in a hurry to get to the train station, so time was a bit tight.
There were two jeeps in the parking lot at the pier. Judging from the signs next to them, these were Han River taxis. It was the first time Qiu Huoming saw a jeep used as a taxi. Just as he was about to go over to take a look, the only two cars drove away.
He asked the staff and was told that it would take 40 minutes to walk to the station, and if he took the bus which left on the hour, he would not be able to make it.
While he was thinking, a 50-year-old man riding a tricycle stopped in front of him and said, "Young man, call me a tricycle..."
There is another chapter coming up, which will be released around 11 o'clock...