Chapter 71 Yan Huai
It has been almost a year since Jun Qiulan came to this world.
The people I make friends with are of all kinds.
But this is the first time I have seen someone as particular as Mr. Yan.
I think the Yan family is rich and prosperous, with many people, and should be no different from those big families in ancient times, so they are particularly particular about it.
The grandfather and grandson had a very pleasant conversation.
Instead, Yan Jing, his own grandson, looked like a tool, sometimes making tea for them, sometimes getting books for them, and sometimes acting as a chess boy for them.
Fortunately, Mrs. Yan came back. The old lady’s surname was Fu.
She is indeed a fashionable old lady.
Old Mrs. Fu was cheerful, a little plump, with fair skin. The pearl necklace on her neck made her look even more radiant. Her facial features also showed her youthful elegance.
Now she is also an old lady with kind eyes and a benevolent demeanor, like a bodhisattva.
After meeting Jun Qiulan, he first praised his appearance and temperament, and then affirmed his dress aesthetic.
Then he held Yan Jing's hand with one hand and Jun Qiulan's hand with the other.
"This is the first time our Weixi has brought her boyfriend home. What a handsome boy he is."
In one sentence, everyone in the room was shocked.
Jun Qiulan quickly explained, "No, no, no, you misunderstood. Yan Jing and I are just friends."
Yan Jing felt a little uncomfortable. "Grandma, Jibai was the young Taoist priest in the Taoist temple where Grandpa used to live. Now he has come down the mountain to become an actor."
Mrs. Fu still smiled. "Oh, that was a misunderstanding, Grandma."
She turned around and said to Yan Jing, "You should hurry up too. Ji Bai is such a good child. If you miss this opportunity, you will never get it again."
Yan Jing: “…”
Jun Qiulan: “…” No, is the acceptance of homosexuality really so high in this era?
Everyone else was in a trance.
He subconsciously asked for help from Mr. Yan, who was the best to him.
As a result, Yan Huai seemed to be lost in thought, as if he was daydreaming, and he might not have heard clearly what they said.
In the end, Yan Jing ended the topic, "He's still young, just turned twenty."
"Oh, that's very young, still growing."
Jun Qiulan smiled rather embarrassedly, but she felt that Yan Jing's words were strange.
It was getting late, the food was served, and Yan Jing's cousin Yan Cheng and Tang Qing also came back.
Only then did Jun Qiulan realize that Yan Jing actually didn't look like anyone in the Yan family. If she had to say, Yan Jing might be more like his grandmother, or even more like his mother?
I didn't see anyone, so I guess they weren't here. Jun Qiulan had a hearty meal with everyone's warm hospitality.
After the meal, the two old men urged Yan Jing to take Jun Qiulan out for a walk to help digest the food.
In late spring and early summer, the night breeze is cool.
The two walked by the lake in silence for a long time.
"Don't mind what my grandma said, she didn't mean anything else." Yan Jing started the conversation again.
Jun Qiulan nodded, "It doesn't matter."
This topic was indeed a bit awkward, so he quickly changed the subject.
"You said before that you have a garden and a lot of cats? Are they here too?"
Yan Jing shook his head. "Over in Jiangnan, the climate there is a little better. I don't live in Shanghai most of the time. Recently, there are many actors arranging auditions, so Shanghai is more convenient."
Jun Qiulan said, "I asked you to take me to see it."
"There will be a chance later." Yan Jing said, taking out his cell phone.
"Now I can only show you the surveillance footage."
"OK."
There are surveillance cameras installed in all directions in the garden, so you can see the cat no matter which screen you open.
There are all kinds of cats, some taking a nap, some hanging on trees, some chasing butterflies, some fighting...
Jun Qiulan laughed and said, "This is the picture of a hundred cats playing, right?"
"Now do you know why I love that picture so much?"
Jun Qiulan's eyes were full of smiles, "How much do you like cats?"
Yan Jing also smiled. "I've loved soft little animals since I was a kid. I didn't think of building a cat park at first. They're all cats I rescued or found myself. At first, I could find homes for them, but then I found so many cats that it wasn't appropriate to just adopt them out. So I just raised them all myself."
Maybe he really has a good relationship with cats?
When you walk on the street, you will encounter cats trying to scam you.
The people we initially looked for to adopt the child were all relatives, friends, or classmates, who were trustworthy.
If he wants to adopt the cat later, he can only look among his fans. However, due to the Internet and his personal identity, it is too troublesome to screen people who really like cats.
It’s better to raise it yourself.
Every time he goes back, dozens of cats run towards him and hang on him, meowing. This scene is so healing.
People who are engaged in art may have some quirks of their own.
Jun Qiulan looked at the cat in Yan Jing's phone and said, "No wonder you gave Jun Bai to me to raise."
"It's just a coincidence."
At that time, he was in a hurry to go abroad, and when he went to Fengcheng, he only brought Tang Te with him. He had to take Tang Te with him when he went abroad.
If he hadn't met Jun Qiulan, he would have planned to ask someone to come and pick up Xiaojubai and take him back to the cat park. However, Xiaojubai was a little sick at the time, and he was a little worried that it couldn't withstand the bumpy ride of thousands of kilometers.
Taking all factors into consideration, it would be more appropriate to let Jun Qiulan raise it.
Looking back now, the decision made at that time was not wrong. Jun Qiulan took good care of Xiaojubai. Even the cats in his cat park might not be as healthy and strong as Jun Baisong.
The two chatted for a while and talked about the audition. Seeing that it was getting late, they went home and said goodbye to the two old people. Then Yan Jing sent Jun Qiulan back to the hotel.
"There's no need to be so troublesome."
In the hotel garage, Jun Qiulan smiled and said, "Although it's a big city, I can still find my way by taxi."
Yan Jing smiled softly, "It's not a big deal. Go back and have some rest. Remember to come for the audition tomorrow."
Jun Qiulan agreed, got out of the car and returned to the room.
He lay in bed for a long time before he calmed down. After processing other information, he returned to ancient times.
Jun Yu and Song Xirong are still waiting.
I know my son is going to visit someone today and might come back late, but the matter with General Huo is indeed urgent.
If it is delayed for too long, complications may arise.
The couple quickly told Jun Qiulan what happened today.
Jun Qiulan had probably anticipated this, "It's coming earlier than I thought."
He sighed, "I'll probably be here for two or three days. I'll go talk to General Huo then."
You can hide it from ordinary people, but not from those in power.
Fortunately, Huo Yan could profit from him and did not harm him.
He learned a saying in modern times: there are no eternal enemies, no eternal friends, only eternal interests.
This is a harsh statement, but to some extent, it is very true.
"Dad and Mom, don't worry." Jun Qiulan had something in mind.
"As long as you have a plan for success, that's enough." Jun Yu knew that his son had his own ideas.
Everything they are doing now seems to be no longer simply for the purpose of opening a passage through time.
He patted his son's shoulder and said, "Just don't put yourself in danger."
Jun Qiulan couldn't help laughing and touched Jun Baisong in his father's arms, "My son knows that no matter what, family is more important."
As for Yan Jing, after returning home, he saw his grandfather looking at the gift box that Jun Qiulan had sent him today with a serious expression.
"Grandpa, what's wrong?"
Yan Huai's eyes were a little complicated. "Have you ever met the old man who taught Jun Qiulan calligraphy and painting? Have you ever found any information about him?"
Yan Jing was stunned for a moment, "No, Jun Qiulan said that Mr. Yangeng had some problems at home and it is not convenient for him to see guests for the time being."
Out of trust in their friend, and simply admiring Mr. Yan Geng's calligraphy and paintings, they had never thought of investigating such a reclusive calligrapher.
Yan Huai's heart skipped a beat. "Then do you know the name of this Mr. Yangeng?"
Yan Jing shook his head. "I haven't heard Jun Qiulan mention it. Grandpa, what happened?"
Yan Huai was also silent. He stared at the gift box in his hand. There was a very inconspicuous book page engraved inside.
Most people probably wouldn't recognize that this is the look of turning pages in a book as a child.
But he knew.
This is a design he made in the past.
But why is it here?
His first choice was Jun Qiulan, but it didn't look like that, so the only option was the missing Mr. Yan Geng.
If Mr. Yan Geng's painting skills and calligraphy had entered the market earlier, he would probably have become one of the world's top calligraphers and painters.
But no, he would rather write inscriptions and draw pictures on Jun Qiulan's folding fans, which only cost thirty or fifty yuan each.
It's really unbelievable.
But think about it, what if Mr. Yan Geng was not originally from this world?
Coming to this strange world, of course it is better to keep a low profile.
Furthermore, during the Chinese New Year, Jun Qiulan gave him a picture of a winter snowy scene in an ancient village. The costumes on the picture were very similar to those in his hometown.
Yan Huai sighed. Half of his life had passed, but he could still see things about his hometown. He felt restless and confused.
He shook his head. "Nothing. If you have time, please help me check on Mr. Yan Geng."
He paused, then added, "Just look up his works. Don't do anything offensive."
He couldn't be completely sure now, it was just his guess, and he wanted to see if he could find any clues from other works.
If he has such an opportunity, others may have it too.
It's just that the situations of both parties may be different. When he got this opportunity, he was only fifteen years old. He fantasized all day long that he was the chosen son of God. He also made a lot of money with his family. Officials in the court also rose to prominence because of his guidance.
The Yan family is united. Back then, the Yan family was in its heyday.
But later, he took a wrong path and almost ruined the entire family.
He was being secretly hunted by the emperor at the time. When the news reached his ears, his entire family fled overnight. His parents died at the hands of the killer in order to protect him.
When his parents were dying, they only left him one sentence, asking him not to go back.
Only if he never goes back and disappears from that world can he protect the remaining relatives.
Otherwise, once he appears, no matter who is sitting in the position above, he will not let go of the surviving relatives of their family.
After being away from home for fifty years, his hair has already turned gray. He doesn't know what is going on in his hometown, or whether there has been a change of dynasty.
I don’t even know whether the Yan family still exists.
He sighed and thought of Mr. Yan Geng. Judging from his works, he should be of a certain age and experience, and would act more cautiously.
No matter what, he hopes he can be safe and not go down the same old path.
For some reason, he had no hostility towards Mr. Yan Geng. Perhaps through his calligraphy and paintings, one could understand that he was a gentle scholar.
Of course, he hoped that he was wrong. This logo and the previous painting might not be coincidences?
If not, if it's just a coincidence, it would be so rude to check on others rashly.
He then added: "Don't do anything illegal. It's illegal to privately investigate other people's privacy."
He is a law-abiding old man. Having lived in this world for so many years, he has long been accustomed to the rule of law here.
Yan Jing was at a loss for words and didn't know what was wrong with his grandfather.
"Okay, I'll do it. Grandpa, go to bed early."
Yan Huai nodded and said, "Remember, be careful when you go to check, don't disturb Mr. Yangeng."
And he also likes this kid Jun Qiulan.
Judging from Jun Qiulan's calligraphy and painting, he must have learned from Mr. Yangeng for quite a long time.
"I know, I know. Are you still worried about me doing things?"
That night, Yan Huai was destined to toss and turn, unable to fall asleep.
After being despised by his wife, he could only go to the next room to rest, wondering whether he should go talk to Qingheng again. What if Qingheng knew some information?
But the old man was a bit weird, so I guess I couldn't get much useful information from him.
Jun Qiulan didn't know yet that the time-traveling senior he had always wanted to meet was Yan Jing's grandfather.
In fact, Yan Huai's guess was roughly correct. The situations of the two people when they traveled through time were different.
After he came into this world, he chose a career as an actor, which allowed him to be exposed to the public, and thus escaped suspicion.
Or maybe he's acting too modern now?
The next morning.
Audition hotel.
After Jun Qiulan arrived, she found that there were quite a lot of people auditioning.
I also recognized him from his clothes.
They all bring assistants with them, and wear sunglasses and masks, which is very obvious.
In other words, Jun Qiulan was alone, wearing a mask bought from a pharmacy, and that was all that happened.
Thinking that there were many people around, Jun Qiulan did not send a message to Yan Jing after arriving at the place. He just waited and did things according to the rules.
Given his friendship with Yan Jing, if he had gone for the audition first and succeeded, who knows how people would spread the news.
I just watched a performance before, but it became a hot topic.
After all, director Yan Jing is more awesome.
He didn't send a message to Yan Jing. He sat and waited for a while and then received a call from Yan Jing.
"Hasn't it arrived yet?"
"We're here. I see there are a lot of people here. You go ahead and do your work. It's okay for me to wait for a while."
Yan Jing couldn't help laughing, "You are the only one who needs to audition for this role."
After thinking for a moment, he said, "Come directly to Conference Room 3. You can audition alone. After that, you can help me check out other actors."
Jun Qiulan walked along, laughing and joking, "From what Director Yan said, I think my audition is a sure thing? Then why am I auditioning? You might as well just choose me."
Yan Jing also laughed, "That won't do. We have to ensure fairness, justice and openness."
“Where are you going to go public?”
As he finished speaking, he had already opened the side door. Only Yan Jing and a camera were in the room.
"Director Yan."
"Jun Da flow?"
The two smiled at each other.
There were other people waiting for auditions, so the two of them didn't waste any time.
"Take a look at your lines. Imagine for yourself what kind of scene this is, what kind of expression and tone you need."
Jun Qiulan raised his eyebrows slightly. Although he didn't have much experience in auditioning, he had only played two or three roles that could be considered as characters.
But this is the first time that I don’t even have a script, only a few lines of my own.
"I'll give you half an hour to prepare. Is that enough?"
Jun Qiulan nodded, "It should be possible. I'll think about it."
Yan Jing agreed, and then said, "I'll go next door for a while so as not to disturb your thoughts. It's also for the sake of fairness, so that you don't ask me questions later, and I won't know whether to answer them or not."
Everyone’s audition only has their own lines.
Constructing a play based on a few lines of dialogue is a test of the actor's ability and imagination.
Of course, as long as the performance is good, Yan Jing will consider it even if it does not conform to the setting of the real script.
After all, those who can come here for an audition already have an image that is more suitable for the role.
Except for the special role of Jun Qiulan, many actors auditioned for other roles, and it depends on who can add luster to the role.
Yan Jing went to the next room, and Jun Qiulan was the only one left in the room.
So quiet.
He looked at a few lines in the script and fell into deep thought.
What kind of role is this?
It is known that there is a dancing scene, which should be a very big scene.
It was previously speculated that his identity might be a dancer, or perhaps he had a mission like a spy.
He even thought that he might be a male favorite of a powerful family.
But the lines spoken today should be spoken by people in high positions of power and of noble status.
This confused him. How could the two roles of high position and power and dancer be related?
It can't be that some powerful young man has a hobby of being a dancer in private, right?
If this is true, then to some extent, it can be considered a great drama.
Jun Qiulan smiled, opened his thin lips, and recited his lines.
"You are but ants. It is your great honor to meet me today."
What a crazy person.
Is this dancer/male favorite so arrogant?
"Kill me? Who gave you the courage?"
"When I write history books, you won't even be worthy of being the dust under my feet."
"Without the blood and sweat of my ancestors, how could you rats be barking here?"
…
The more you read, the more you can appreciate the feeling.
Like this character did something extraordinary and is now feared by the higher-ups?
However, he still couldn't quite decode what kind of person this character was.
According to the lines, this person is arrogant...
He secretly speculated that maybe it was because he danced well, and because of his ancestors' outstanding political or military achievements, he was appreciated by the people above him, and finally he was in a high position, which made many court officials dissatisfied. Now they were going to arrest him and put him in prison?
Why does this feel like the role of a concubine who brings disaster to the country?
A man? A concubine?
Jun Qiulan let out a breath slowly. He had no other guesses at the moment.
Maybe he hasn't watched enough movies and TV shows, or maybe his imagination is not strong enough.
Let’s just follow this plot and character setting.
Once he figured it out, Jun Qiulan had a plan in mind.
acting.
Not only the facial expressions and emotions need to be right, but also the standing, sitting and lying down need to be proper.
He rehearsed it over and over again.
Half an hour passed in a flash. When Yan Jing came in from the opposite door, Jun Qiulan was still in the play, and the defiant look on his face had not yet disappeared.
Yan Jing raised his eyebrows slightly. It seemed that he had some guesses?
Regardless of whether the guess is right or not, the pride of this character was shown by him.
Jun Qiulan turned around and saw Yan Jing. Without asking any questions, he started acting right away.
"You are but ants. It is your great honor to meet me today..."
Yan Jing also reacted and started to act with him, taking over a line.
"If you surrender today, you might still have a chance of survival. If you resist stubbornly, don't blame us for being ruthless."
There was contempt and disdain in Jun Qiulan's eyes.
…
The scene only has a few lines, and the normal dialogue, including other aspects, only takes two or three minutes in total.
It was not until Jun Qiulan finished her last line that Yan Jing realized that he had become a tool again.
He clapped his hands.
"very nice."
The admiration in his eyes was almost flowing out.
"It seems that you have already made some guesses and assumptions about this role."
Jun Qiulan took a moment to calm down before coming out of the play.
"Am I right?"
Yan Jing thought for a moment, "It's probably still a little short, but your performance is good enough to pass my audition."
A smile appeared on Jun Qiulan's face. "So, do I pass the test?"
Yan Jing nodded and handed him a gentleman's sword from the corner.
"Come on, let's go through the process. Now it's your turn for the fighting scene."
Jun Qiulan smiled and said, "You're welcome."
He maintained the character he had imagined, drew his sword with a sharp look, and staged a one-man show of swordsmanship in this moderately large conference room.
Thinking that this character was also good at dancing, he even added some dance moves he had learned a few days ago into his swordplay, but they were not as flexible.
One thing he never understood was that this was a male character, but the dance he performed was as gentle and charming as that of a woman.
We can only guess that the formal dance scenes would not be so seductive.
What kind of character is this?
Jun Qiulan didn't know what was going on in his mind. He swung his sword and pressed it against Yan Jing's chest.
Made up a line.
"This is where I stand, and it will be a chasm you will never be able to overcome in your lifetime!"
Yan Jing had to admit that his heartbeat was a little irregular at the moment.
It seems like Jun Qiulan was supposed to be such a noble and noble gentleman, untainted by the dust of the world.
Only at this moment did the character in his lens become concrete and appear before him.
He exhaled slowly, trying his best to ignore the throbbing in his heart. Well, he was moved by the character, and by the soul that Jun Qiulan had given to this character.
He clamped the blade between his fingertips and said, "Mr. Jun, you have really opened my eyes today. Okay, someone will come to you to draft a contract later."
He thought that he should increase Jun Qiulan's pay.
The tea set I gave to grandpa yesterday was worth a lot of money just in the packaging box.
He also had a rough guess as to how much money Jun Qiulan had.
It’s not a good idea to directly transfer money to Jun Qiulan, as that would ruin the relationship. It would be more normal to increase the pay.
After thinking for a while, he said, "Sit down and rest for a while. I want to ask you something."
Jun Qiulan was very happy when she heard that she passed the audition.
He didn't even ask about the pay.
I just feel that since I can join Yan Jing's crew, I should be able to gain a lot, learn and grow.
"Is there anything you can ask me?"
Yan Jing: "It's Mr. Yan Geng who taught you calligraphy and painting. Can you please ask him to come forward and write a few calligraphy and paintings for my movie to use for the scene setting? The price is negotiable."
Jun Qiulan was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect it to be this.
"It's probably not possible for the time being. He doesn't see outsiders now."
If he can bring his family through time in the future, he can help with this.
He thought for a moment and said, "If you're willing, you can tell me the specific content and style you want to write. I'll pass it on to him and see if he's willing."
He felt that his father would most likely agree.
He can make money and also make use of his own strengths.
Every time he asked his father for calligraphy and paintings, his father's eyes were gentle and happy.
Yan Jing didn't dare to say more.
His grandfather asked him to investigate Mr. Yangeng, but he couldn't use illegal or non-compliant methods, so he could only start with Jun Qiulan, Mr. Yangeng's apprentice.
He pondered for a while and said, "Why don't you go back and ask first? What if Mr. Yan Geng is willing? It would be more appropriate to invite him to come over and paint and write the inscription in person. If that doesn't work, then we can use the method you mentioned."
Jun Qiulan felt quite helpless. Was it a question of willingness or not?
It’s his father who can’t come over now.
Wait, maybe not.
It has been several months since I last traveled with Rabbit.
During this period, he brought back sweet potatoes and provided a method for drilling wells. Wan'er also made contributions in medical care.
I wonder how much the weight of living things can increase?
What if that's enough?
But he still didn't respond, and only said: "I can only go and ask for you."
Yan Jing nodded, "Okay, please."
It was said quite formally, which made Jun Qiulan feel quite embarrassed.
He joked, "Why don't you consider my calligraphy and paintings? They're actually quite good, and they should be presentable enough for a movie. How much did you originally plan to pay my master? I've inherited his true teachings, so you can just give me half, and you'll save money."
Yan Jing was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
In fact, this was his original plan. Jun Qiulan's calligraphy and painting were more than enough to be used in the movie. This was the task assigned to him by his grandfather, so he could only think of a solution from this direction.
"We'll talk about this later. I'm very picky. With Mr. Yan Geng's calligraphy and paintings as precious as mine, it's not easy for other calligraphy and paintings to catch my eye."
Jun Qiulan also felt proud. "Then I can only ask for you. I can't guarantee whether it will work or not."
Even if his father could come, he still had to find a way to get him a legal identity. After investigating this matter over and over again, he found it a bit troublesome.
Yan Jing understood and said with a smile, "Let's go next door and help me interview the actors."
Jun Qiulan also laughed, "Aren't you afraid that I'll peek into the script from other characters' lines?"
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