Chapter 179 Bai Yun refuses to talk about the entertainment industry
Zhang Qingruo thought for a moment and said, "Whatever you want."
Bai Yun, forced to do so, opened up about some entertainment news. It was largely similar to the gossip circulating online, but he spoke from his own mouth, with more details. He mentioned a famous producer who seemed impressive, but wasn't.
Bai Yun wrote a script and had his own ideas about the female lead, and the director agreed. The female lead had to be absolutely beautiful and appear innocent. However, the producer forced someone else into the role.
Bai Yun and the director disagreed, so the producer used his trump card: if they disagreed, he would not invest.
Qing Ruo asked, "Is the producer the investor?"
Bai Yun said: "Some are direct investors, and some are representatives of investors."
"Oh." Qing Ruo understood.
Bai Yun continued: He and the director had to compromise. Let the actress with a worldly look play the leading female role. That's not all. One time, the assistant director notified everyone that they had to arrive at the shooting site at 8 o'clock.
The leading actress hadn't arrived by nine o'clock. Someone was sent to urge her, but she said she was still putting on makeup. Even the director was helpless. Anyone in the entertainment industry knows that anyone who dares to confront a director is secretly involved with the producer.
At this point, Bai Yun sighed and said, "There's nothing much to say about this circle. I might as well listen to Teacher Wan's fortune-telling."
Qing Ruo smiled and said, "Then why don't you ask Teacher Wan to predict your fortune? He's very accurate."
Bai Yun casually said, "I'm planning to write 'The Taoist Priest Comes Out of the Mountain', so I'm going to use the word 'Tao' to predict whether this script will be a hit." After saying that, he looked at me.
I didn't ask him to write it. He blurted out, "It became an instant hit."
"real?"
I wrote the word "Dao" on a piece of paper and said, "Look, the character 'Shou' on the right has a dot, a stroke, and a horizontal stroke on top, which represents half of the RMB symbol. Below it is the character 'Zi', meaning half of the premiere belongs to me. Next to it is the character 'Zouzhi', which means the first hit will be a hit."
"Is that the analysis?" Bai Yun was a little unconvinced.
"Who's sitting across from you? What are they wearing? They're all in purple, and right in front of you is incredibly red. In our terminology, this is called a hidden harmony."
Baiyun looked over and saw that Qingruo was indeed wearing a camel-red top. He still shook his head: "Your explanation is far-fetched."
"Then ask Qing Ruo if she used to sit in my seat."
Qing Ruo nodded and said, "Yes, Teacher Wan and I switched places."
"Right, everything is connected. She happened to move to the opposite side just before you came in. I've been thinking that whoever comes in tonight will get rich. Sure enough, as soon as you came in, the one in red helped you move a chair and asked you to sit down."
Bai Yun smiled and said, "Thank you, Master. The future is still uncertain. I heard from Mr. Chen that you are also proficient in Feng Shui. Please help me analyze a strange thing."
I smiled and said.
Qing Ruo urged, "Hurry up and tell me."
Bai Yun lit another cigarette and narrated slowly:
My grandfather doesn't believe in feng shui, and neither does my father. But my family has never been very lucky. My aunt died before she got married, my uncle fell into a pond and died, and my father raised pigs, but we often suffered from swine fever, so our life was not going well.
So, someone tried to persuade my father that the house was in bad condition, but he refused to believe them. As a result, a few years later, my younger brother was born and died of jaundice.
My father, worried about me, his only child, reluctantly moved to a new location and built a tiled house with three exposed roofs and five concealed roofs. Strangely enough, our family fortunes improved from then on. The pigs thrived, the crops grew strong, and my mother later gave birth to a younger brother, who also looked good. I was admitted to university, and so was my younger brother.
After finishing his narration, Bai Yun said, "I do believe in Feng Shui."
After he said that, I understood that this kind of feng shui is a typical case of bad luck.
"The feng shui of a house requires an on-site inspection, but your situation is very unique. I know this without even looking."
"Ah? You know?"
Based on my years of experience, I can't tell him the answer directly. I have to build up the plot step by step, just like a crosstalk performance, with sufficient preparation and the punchline to make it ring true.
"The front of your house is very spacious and the view is particularly good."
"Yes, it's endless."
"Neighbors are safe and sound."
"Yes."
"Your family has a small surname, while Murakami has a big surname."
"Yes, that's right. People with these surnames account for 90 percent of the village population."
Qing Ruo was so engrossed in listening that she couldn't close her mouth. She interrupted and said, "You even know about the situation in their village?"
"Well, this isn't some kind of divine calculation, it's a kind of logical reasoning."
"Logical reasoning?" She was even more confused.
I said to Baiyun, "A family with a noble surname built an ancestral hall."
At this moment, Bai Yun couldn't help but admire him. He even calculated that there was an ancestral hall in the village. He hurriedly said, "God, there is indeed an ancestral hall. It has a history of more than a hundred years."
I said: "The answer is out. The house was built by your grandfather, who doesn't believe in feng shui, and he hired a few people to build it. Your front door faces the main door of the ancestral hall."
He stood up and bowed with both hands: "Gods, all gods."
Qing Ruo asked: "Really?"
Bai Yun said, "Because we were so far away from the ancestral hall, no one expected the continuous misfortunes that befell our family. My uncle invited an expert to take a look. After a few days of observation, he finally figured out the cause."
Qing Ruo took out a cigarette and handed it to me, lighting it for me: "Master, immortal, you have really opened my eyes."
Baiyun wanted to ask more about Feng Shui, but I waved him off. "You sound relaxed, but I'm quite exhausted. Another day, another day."
Baiyun touched his head sheepishly. Qingruo understood the meaning of my words and hurriedly said goodbye.
I walked her out the door and said, "Here's a piece of advice for you: don't wear red clothes in the future."
She asked, "What is this?"
"You have a hot temper."
She thanked him repeatedly.
Back in the room, Bai Yun was reluctant to leave. He said, "I slept late."
I smiled and said, "I want to ask you something. Qing Ruo is here, so it's not easy for me to ask. What if the male actor has physical impulses during a passionate scene?
"You mean the thing is sticking up?"
I burst out laughing.
Bai Yun said nonchalantly, "Put on a few more Band-Aids."
I laughed so hard that I broke out in laughter.
He said: "There's nothing ridiculous about this. It's an open secret in the industry."
I said, "When I come back, I'll tell you a secret about men that applies all over the world."
After hearing this, Baiyun refused to leave and insisted that I tell him. He said he would sit there until dawn if I didn't tell him.
"Why do I have to tell you?"
"I can also show off that I can predict one thing about a man."
I shook my head: "This can't be shown off publicly."
"Tell me, do you know why someone becomes a writer? It's because they are very curious."
I wrote on a piece of paper: "All men's testicles are always bigger on the left than on the right."
He asked in surprise, "Why?"
I said, "After humans started walking upright, they always took the left foot first. Therefore, the coefficient of friction on the left side is one step higher than that on the right side each time."
Baiyun laughed out loud.
I imitated his tone: "What's so funny about this? It's an open secret in the medical community."
When Bai Yun was leaving, I said, "You should wait until I come back to write your novel."
He stared at me. I thought, I have to think about my master, so I said, "I have a good story to tell you."
Bai Yun said, "I'm waiting, Master. Please don't stay in Xiamen for too long."
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