Chapter 1 Brother-in-law
2002.
Peking, HD area.
Hundreds of people from all over the world live in an ordinary alley.
At five o'clock in the morning, the lights in the east wing of the courtyard came on.
In the small room of more than ten square meters, Qin Chuan woke up, not by the incandescent lamp, but by Huang Bo on the lower bunk.
"Hey, wake up, get up!"
"It's so early, brother-in-law." Qin Chuan answered in confusion with his tired eyes half closed.
Huang Bo gritted his teeth: "How early is it? If it's later, Beijing Film Studio will be dead. Also, I have said several times that when I go out, I call me brother, not brother-in-law."
He never imagined that he would be pestered by his girlfriend's cousin just after he went to his girlfriend's house during the Chinese New Year.
First, he shouted excitedly when he heard his name, and then kept asking him if he had ever formed a band. He was now studying in a junior college class at Nortel.
After getting the affirmation, this kid insisted on following him to Peking to work hard.
He learned from his girlfriend that Qin Chuan's parents died in a car accident when he was young. He was raised by his grandparents. His grades in the college entrance examination last year were not satisfactory and he went crazy for half a year. He was a poor man.
After repeated pleas from his girlfriend, Huang Bo couldn't resist the pillow talk. He was unwilling to give up just after the New Year and reluctantly brought his cousin-in-law to Peking for development.
The reason why he was reluctant was because this kid had heard that being an actor would make a lot of money and the money would come quickly.
He has seen many such people.
When you see others making money, you think you can do it too. However, after three minutes of popularity, you can no longer do it in a few days.
"I know, brother-in-law." Qin Chuan stood up, yawned, wiped his eyes, and jumped out of bed.
Shivering, I laid the suitcase in the corner flat on the ground and took out the clothes I wanted to wear today.
Five hundred yuan, four pieces of clothes, three pairs of pants and two pairs of shoes, this is all his belongings.
"What is this?" Huang Bo squatted down and reached out to pick up a red mask with many black lines carved on it from Qin Chuan's suitcase.
Unlike ordinary masks, the mask only has eyes and a nose.
The mouth is closed, or there is no mouth at all.
There are copper rings on the left and right jaws, connected by a red hanging rope.
It looks a bit sinister.
Turning it over, the back of the mask is full of dense, incomprehensible words, full of mystery.
Qin Chuan ignored the need to put on his clothes and reached out to take out the mask: "This is a Nuo tool. It was passed down from home. My parents kept it for me."
Huang Bo originally wanted to say that this thing looked a bit old, and he might be able to exchange it for some money by taking it to Panjiayuan tomorrow.
I learned that it was a relic left by my parents, so I didn’t dare to talk about it anymore.
"Then you have to put it away and don't lose it."
After saying that, he took the basin and towel and went out to wash up in the yard.
When Huang Bo turned around and went out, Qin Chuan looked at the mask with a complicated look in his eyes.
A relic of his parents, this was just his way of saying it.
I bought the mask from a roadside stall one day after I finished my college entrance examination. The boss said it was called a Nuo tool, from the Western Zhou Dynasty. In ancient times, priests wore Nuo tools on their faces and performed Nuo dances on their feet to communicate with heaven and earth, play ghosts and gods, and ward off plague and evil spirits.
In the end, Qin Chuan bought it at last week's price.
When he got home that day, he put the mask on his face and played with it, and he went crazy.
Countless scenes seemed to be forced into my mind, which were the intermittent and broken memories of an ordinary young man from 2024.
It took half a year for the two memories to merge, and he couldn't figure out whether it was Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly or a butterfly dreaming of Zhuang Zhou.
Not long after, Huang Bo's appearance opened a new door to his ordinary life.
In the future world, this man is a billionaire actor and a veritable boss in the entertainment industry.
If you don't hold your thighs at this time, it is unforgivable to do so.
That's why he followed Huang Bo to Peking to develop. Strive to earn 2.08 million a day in the future.
"Why are you dawdling, kid? Hurry up!"
Huang Bo's impatient voice came from the door.
A few seconds later, the door opened and Qin Chuan came out with a new washbasin, towel, toothpaste and toothbrush in his hands.
Huang Bo, who was squatting next to the faucet with a mouthful of toothpaste foam, had to admit that Qin Chuan looked a bit like a dog.
Young people aged eighteen or nineteen are full of youthful vitality.
He is over 1.8 meters tall, with a slim build and a straight waist. His slightly long hair is parted in the Korean style with his hands.
The upper body is a denim jacket with white short sleeves, the lower body is jeans and white sneakers.
Not even a little bit more handsome than me.
"What are you doing standing around, come here." Huang Bo called Qin Chuan over and said quickly: "I will only take you to get familiar with it for a few days. I will go back to school to live in school when school starts."
"I advanced one month's rent, which is four hundred yuan. You don't have to pay me back. You can pay it yourself starting next month."
As he spoke, Huang Boxian glanced at Qin Chuan, wanting to see his brother-in-law's expression.
In this era of per capita income of 1,800 yuan, a monthly rent of 400 yuan can scare a bunch of migrant workers to death in minutes.
You know, in rural areas, farmers can't earn more than 400 yuan a month.
"Thank you, brother-in-law, I will pay you back." Qin Chuan calmly turned on the faucet and filled the mouthwash cup with cold water.
Huang Bo was slightly surprised. He didn't expect that his brother-in-law still had some backbone.
"You want to be an actor, right? Given your conditions, you have to start as an extra. Your job is at the Beijing Film Studio. I'll take you there later."
"The extra actor's salary is about twenty-five days a day. Acting as a corpse, wading in water, and getting beaten will pay more."
Qin Chuan brushed his teeth and said, "Guaranteed at 750 a month, it's not bad."
Leaving aside the four hundred yuan for rent, there is still three hundred and fifty yuan left, and one hundred and fifty yuan for food and drink, and two hundred yuan can be saved.
But he didn't plan to save money. Two hundred yuan a month was a trivial amount. Saving for ten years would only cost 24,000 yuan. By then, he wouldn't even be able to buy a toilet in Peiping.
Huang Bo sneered: "The guarantee is seven hundred and five hundred and fifty. You think so. If you can work as an extra for twenty days a month, it will be good."
As if he didn't want to break Qin Chuan's beautiful fantasies and ambitions, he changed his tone and encouraged: "But you have to be willing to endure hardship, work hard, and make progress. Not to mention getting rich or powerful, it is not difficult to gain a foothold."
"It would be nice to hang out for a few years, save some money, build a house in my hometown, and get a wife."
"Gululu, poof!" Qin Chuan spat out the mouthwash, and the toothbrush clinked in the cup. He turned to Huang Bo and said, "I want to marry someone from the city, with big breasts and a curvy butt, long legs and fair skin."
"Ambitious." Huang Bo praised, stood up and muttered: "What a beautiful idea, I haven't even married Bai Fumei."
It was still dark after the two of them washed up.
Walking out of the alley, I bought steamed buns and steamed buns for breakfast at a street breakfast shop. Ten minutes later, bus No. 107 arrived.
Huang Bo took the lead and threw in two one-dollar coins, and the two got on the bus.
Half an hour later, we arrived at our destination, the gate of Beijing Film Studio.
At this time, the sky was already getting bright, and there were gradually more people commuting to and from get off work on the road, and there were even more people at the entrance of the Beijing Film Studio.
There are groups in the east and groups in the west, young men in twos and threes chatting around the girls.
The older ones were squatting on the ground playing cards and playing Landlord to kill time.
It was the first time he came to such a place. Qin Chuan saw everything new. He came under a white magnolia tree and pointed to the figure of a person sleeping on the tree: "Here is another one."
Huang Bo glanced at it and said calmly: "I should have come here in the middle of the night. There was dew on the lawn in the morning, so I had to rest on the tree."
The man in the tree chuckled, he was very young: "I didn't come here in the middle of the night, I was here last night."
The two secretly said that they were awesome.
Here comes my brother
(End of this chapter)