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    "Don't make trouble!" Mr. Fan felt his nose was a little itchy, so he pulled it and turned over to sleep.  But two seconds later, the itching feeling really came back, and it got worse.  She suddenly became furious, closed her eyes and shouted: "Chu Aibing, get out of here!" "" The man seemed to be frightened and did not move for a moment.  Just when she was about to sleep peacefully, she suddenly heard a cautious voice calling: "BingbingBingbing" Huh?  She felt strange and couldn't help but open her eyes, only to see the face of a little girl appearing in front of her eyes. She looked about seventeen or eighteen years old.  She suddenly stirred up, lost all sleep, and asked: "Who are you?" "Are you confused? I am Li Xiaolin!" The girl had a strange face and reached out to touch her forehead.  Li Xiaolin Li Xiaolin Mr. Fan recited it several times, and the memories slowly emerged after many years.  This name is memorable, but it's too old. It seems to be a girl who was on the same crew when filming "Miss Tour Guide".  She looked at his face again, and the more she looked, the clearer it became that it was exactly what he looked like back then.  Turning around and looking around, I saw a guest house bedroom in the style of the 1990s, with two single beds, some old tables and chairs, and a large mirror with "Dongfanghong" printed on it.  ¡°¡­¡± She was silent, so silent that she felt trembling and uneasy.  After a while, she jumped out of bed and ran to the balcony to pull open the newly-pasted screen.  Boom!  Not counting the hustle and bustle of the streets, the pedestrians coming and going, the old and uneven buildings they all converged into a faceless city, overwhelmingly impacting my understanding.  "Bingbing, what's wrong with you?" Li Xiaolin was also stunned and asked again and again from behind.  "Today, what day is today?" "The 13th." "Is there a banquet tonight?" Mr. Fan's voice was dry and hoarse, and he clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug into his flesh.  "Yes, it started at six o'clock. You've been taking a nap for such a long time. I'm still afraid that something will happen to you!" Li Xiaolin became more and more strange.  "" This sentence seemed to have destroyed her entire spirit. Her body suddenly swayed and she almost fell down.  On June 13, 1996, in Beijing, my first TV series "Miss Tour Guide" was completed!  ¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­ Mr. Fan didn¡¯t go to the wedding banquet. Her excuse was very overbearing and she had dysmenorrhea.  That's right, dysmenorrhea is more expensive than stomachache, physical discomfort and other reasons that cost millions of dollars in fighting power.  At this moment, she had figured out the whole story: she took a shower, put on a facial mask, kicked the naughty child out, had a very exciting sex with her husband, and then slept comfortably in a villa in Canada.  Nap - This was supposed to be a honeymoon trip to celebrate the fifth wedding anniversary.  Unexpectedly, I was inexplicably back to 20 years ago, with a fat face that was round, fleshy and plateau red.  OMG!  This routine is going to heaven!  After Mr. Fan experienced a brief panic, his whole body was stimulated by a magical hormone, and he jumped up and down, feeling like he was about to blossom.  "I left a lot of regrets in my previous life, and I will never let them happen again in this life!" "I want all the enemies who have hurt me to come back!" "There are so many cute and beautiful girls waiting for me.  "Go and save!" "I have 20 years of historical foresight, and I will definitely be able to develop a greater career than in my previous life!" "Emma, ??it's so exciting" Mr. Fan jumped up and down again, sitting on the chair again.  Take out a notebook and start recording.  Last year I applied for Xie Jin Hengtong Star School, which is a one-year program, so I graduated this year.  The salary for "Miss Tour Guide" is 1,200 per episode, but he also has to pay the school a thousand yuan in management fees every month, so he only gets 14,000 yuan.  Right now, she probably has three choices: 1. Her mother asked her to go back to her hometown for a while, because she hadn¡¯t seen her for a long time.  2. Go back to Shanghai to finish school, and then get a diploma from an art school.  3. Either stay in the capital and develop and become a Beidiao.  She chose the third path in her last life, and she will not change it now. The key is how to use these 10,000 yuan to make greater profits.  Mr. Fan wrote "10,000 yuan" in his notebook, followed by braces and listed several possibilities.  First of all, the entertainment industry is definitely the one I know best, but it is impossible to play in the current environment.  The market is closed and policies are conservative, and the profits from making movies and TV series are far less than those of later generations.  And all the hills have not yet gained momentum. Huayi is still struggling to start a business, Feng Xiaogang is still kneeling and licking Wang Shuo, and Jia Yi is still struggling to start a business.Zhang Ke hasn't graduated from Nortel yet, and that goblin is still walking around the lowb nightclub in Beijing "Bang!" Mr. Fan lay down at 45 degrees, his face pillowed on his notebook and gibbering: "Ahhhh, I really want to copy it.  Script, I really want to be a producer, I really want to unspoken rules, rape her first and then kill her" After yelling for a while, she cheered up again and had a different idea in her head: The movie can't be played for the time being, firstly, it won't make money, and secondly,  I am too young, but copying songs can be considered.  Now is the golden age of the music scene. Copying a few ballads and buying them can help you accumulate a little bit of fame.  In any case, a 15-year-old songwriter is more harmonious than a 15-year-old playwright.  So, she seriously set her first small goal.  Next, she considered the feasibility of certain methods one by one.  Lottery?  Never buy it, just pass it.  Football lottery is okay. She probably remembers the teams and scores of each World Cup final, as well as a League A match next year: Guoan 9:1 Shenhua - this is a line in "Party A, Party B".     real estate?  Totally OK, but lack of funds, put it on hold for now.  The rest is bang!  Mr. Fan's eyes suddenly lit up and he wrote down two big characters: Stock.     joke!  As the president of a listed company, I have learned more or less financial knowledge.  In her memory, 1996 happened to be a representative year for the domestic stock market.  Since the beginning of the year, the Shanghai stock market has rushed from more than 500 points to 1,250 points, and the Shenzhen stock market has rushed from more than 900 points to 4,200 points.  Then at the end of October, the top management issued 12 gold medals in a row to warn of risks, but to no avail.  Until December 16, within 4 minutes of the opening of trading, almost all of the 499 stocks in the two cities fell to their limit except for 6 stocks that were suspended.  Not to mention, there is the "Qiong Minyuan" case that impressed her deeply.  This company misled investors with its false annual report, causing its stock price to skyrocket in a short period of time. The annual increase was 1,059%. A large number of investors were locked in at a high price. This is the most serious fraud case in the history of Chinese securities.  That¡¯s it!  It's June now, plenty of time.  Although the capital of 10,000 yuan is small, if it is done properly, it can definitely be done.  ¡°Tsk, tsk!¡± Mr. Fan received the encouragement, and he suddenly had an idea, and the preliminary plan was finalized in no time.  In the short term: writing songs, acting, stock trading, picking up girls. ? Short to medium term: start a company, get into real estate, and continue to pick up girls.  Long-term goal: to become a capital giant, build a large harem, and reach the pinnacle of life.  ??And it is divided into several small goals.  For example, first find a place to live in the capital and a trustworthy partner. After all, I am only 15 years old and can't even open an account.  After she finished writing, she put away the pen, scanned it again, and then scratched her hair: Hey, seems to have missed something?  ¡­¡­¡­¡­ Early morning, Beijing.  It was already a bit hot in early summer. Mr. Fan wore a long-sleeved singlet and walked in an alley while dragging his big suitcase.  After the closing banquet yesterday, the crew was officially disbanded.  In her previous life, she had a good relationship with the photographers in her group, and she even asked them to find a house, which was the railway workers' dormitory next to Chang'an Shopping Mall.  But now there is no need. The monthly rent of 700 yuan is a bit expensive, and she still has to keep the money for stock trading.  ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????No matter how heartless he is, he is hiding a sense of loneliness and fear.  Therefore, she urgently needs to find a familiar place to express her feelings, such as here.  The slight dew of the morning light is the beginning of a busy day.  She kept walking along the alley, hearing the noisy and peaceful bustle of the market.  When she reached the end of the alley, she stopped in front of a wooden door, took a few deep breaths, and then raised her hand.  "Dong dong dong!" "Dong dong dong!" After knocking a few times, footsteps sounded inside, and with a creak, the wooden door was opened.  A little old lady stuck her head out and asked curiously: "Who are you looking for?" "Uh, may I ask, do you have any room for rent at your home?" Mr. Fan asked in a low voice, looking ignorant and timid.  The old lady was startled and asked strangely: "Why do you come here to rent a house?" "Me, I can't afford to rent a building, so I just thought that a bungalow would be cheaper." She was afraid that the other party would not believe it, so she emphasized: "I  Asked from door to door, if not, forget it. "" Seeing her pitiful behavior, the old lady couldn't help but said, "Okay, come in first." "Hey!" Mr. Fan came in in a hurry.  , the two of them arrived at the main room, and they gave them a glass of water.  The old lady asked carefully, and she answered truthfully.  "My hometown is Yantai, and I was in Shanghai before.Go to art school.  I filmed a TV series a while ago, and now that it¡¯s finished, I want to stay in the capital to develop. After all, there are a lot of opportunities.  " "How old are you this year?  " "I'm 15.  " Ho! The old lady was startled and said hurriedly: "You kid has a big heart!  The same goes for your parents, so they just let you go out and make a career?  " "They refused to let me go home and kept telling me to go home. I didn't want to. I just wanted to be an actor!  " Mr. Fan pursed his lips, with a stubborn look on his face. "Oh, older people can't look down on this kind of child. The old lady suddenly softened her heart, but she was not a bad person. She asked her home phone number first, and chatted with Fan's mother for a few times.  Then I felt relieved. "In this case, you can stay with me first. There happens to be a vacant room at home.  Uh, two hundred a month, it doesn't matter if you pay it quarterly or monthly.  " "Thank you then, I'll pay you for one month first!  " Mr. Fan was about to pay when he suddenly heard the sound of the wooden door outside. A young old man wearing glasses came in. He must have just returned from a walk. " As soon as the old lady told the situation, the old man was kind-hearted and looked at the little girl An (you)  ) An (ui) stable (hua) stable (she), a perfect match. Mr. Fan didn¡¯t have an ID card, so he took the initiative and said: "Let me make a contract with you, so that it will be convenient to renew the lease in the future."  " "Oh, that's quite thoughtful.  " The old lady was a little surprised. Although this child was young, he was very reliable in his work. She took out a notebook, tore out a piece of it, and wrote on it: "Today I pay two hundred yuan a month's rent, to  " "Emma, ??Mr. Fan almost wrote it out, so he quickly crossed out the stroke and asked as if it was true: "Uncle, what is your name?"  " "Cheng Qianxiu.  "The old man said. "Oh, I will cause trouble to you two elders in the future.  " Mr. Fan lowered his head, finished writing in a decent manner, signed the signature, and recorded the date. After finishing these, she officially moved in. The house was very clean, with two rooms inside and outside, all white, tables, chairs, wardrobes and so on.  There are everything, but there are no quilts. The old lady said while helping: "I will get you two quilts later, you can make do with it first."  " "No, I'll just go out and buy it later."  " Mr. Fan hung up his clothes and said with a smile: "Anyway, I have to buy towels and toothbrushes. It's all in one trip.  " "Hey, I found that you speak Beijing dialect quite fluently. Who did you learn it from?  "The old lady said happily. "I learned from filming, I learned from filming.  " She wiped her sweat and quickly changed the subject, saying, "Madam, I see there is another room in the courtyard. Who lives in it?  " "Oh, that's my daughter, her name is Cheng Ying.  I just found a job, and I spent three days fishing and two days drying nets, but I didn¡¯t listen to anything I said.  This kid is very noisy and knows everyone. I don't think he is more sensible than you.  " "Don't say that, she is lively and cheerful, what a good character!  "The two of them chatted and laughed, coaxing the old lady to her feet, and her favorability level soared. Before going out, she specifically told her: "Hey Bingbing, let's have a meal together tonight, we are already familiar with each other.  Familiarity.  It's strange, you say. When I first saw you, I felt like I really liked you. It was fate.  " "Haha, me too!  ¡± ¡­¡­¡­ Cheng Ying always felt that she was quite familiar with her, but she didn¡¯t expect that there was someone even more familiar with her. After we had just chatted for a few words, the little fat man hung on her like a koala.  Jingyi was speechless. Afterwards, the friendship between the two improved by leaps and bounds, and they were able to go to the toilet together hand in hand. That was all. Just a few days ago, the little fat man suddenly took out 10,000 yuan and insisted on letting her.  Go and open an account and say you want to speculate in stocks. Are you a kid? But I swear that the inside information is reliable and I will pay for it.  Yes, I'll take it myself. Let's split the profit. Cheng Ying had no choice but to go to the securities business office to open an account. What's more, Mr. Fan just ignored it.  It made her so nervous. The young lady who never paid attention to the stock market wanted to check the stock price every day. It was a joke. Shenke started from 4 yuan in February this year and it has skyrocketed by April next year.  It¡¯s 98 yuan! Mr. Fan¡¯s capital is not enough, so he is thinking about making some extra money to continue buying. In the evening, Cheng Ying was waiting anxiously in the courtyard. When he was about to go in and arrest someone, Mr. Fan had already opened the door and came out.  The eldest lady¡¯s eyes lit up, oh, look at her outfit and the appropriate shades of makeup, she really erased some of her original childishness. ¡°How about it, do you look like an adult?  "Fan Xiao?He turned around in a circle, his fleshy body wrapped in a loose T-shirt.  "Not bad, I can cover it up!" Cheng Ying commented, and the two of them went out, met each other and went straight to the rich man.  These days, the concept of bars is not yet popular, and Houhai and Sanlitun are not yet large-scale.  The most popular pastime is the relatively hazy place called nightclub.  The Monopoly is one of the most famous nightclubs in the capital.  A 15-year-old girl suddenly wants to go to a nightclub, which will not arouse much suspicion. Who doesn¡¯t have a moment of rebellion in youth?  And Cheng Ying became more and more self-conscious as a nanny, which made the uninformed old couple lament that it was their daughter who brought up the child.  Not long after, the man in front of him stopped at the door of the rich man. The two girls walked in and randomly found a booth.  Mr. Fan had no interest in this kind of urban-rural decoration style, so he ordered a glass of juice and asked: "Do you have any programs here?" "We have singers singing every day." The waiter said.  "Then who are we today?" "Uh, Huang Bo, Man Jiang, Ye Beioh, and Zhou Xun." The waiter was very talkative and introduced: "She used to sing here, and then she started filming. Come here.  There are fewer of them. You are lucky today, she sings well.¡±  Wow, you can't escape from my grasp!  There are not many guests today, maybe twenty at a time.  The two girls were chatting and waiting, and Cheng Ying seemed to be there too, very skillfully.  About half an hour later, the night show started. The host said a few words, and then Huang Bo came on stage.  Mr. Fan was not used to looking at the handsome and handsome Bogot, and kept complaining in his heart.  Ya currently has two jobs, one as a resident singer and one as a dance teacher. She is obviously very bad at it, and the audience's response is mediocre.  After two songs, Huang Bo came off, followed by Man Jiang.  The same two songs, equally half-dead.  The third one is Ye Bei, who just signed with Wheatfield this year and will sing four songs in the short and tight collection, such as "The Age of Floating White Clothes" and "Dance in B Minor".  ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????¡­  She is relatively famous, and the audience is quite enthusiastic.  "Wow!" After the applause, the host came on stage and said with a smile: "Friends who often come to Big Rich must have heard of this name. As long as she comes on the stage, she will definitely collect the most flower baskets. Then we also know that she  She was spotted by the great director Chen Kaige and went to film a movie. While we wish her a bright future, we also hope to hear her singing again. Well, let me give her a round of applause, Zhou.  "Hush!" Then, Mr. Zhou appeared wearing heavy makeup and a poor-quality evening dress, and thrust his head towards the stage.  "Pfft!" Mr. Fan immediately sprayed, hahahaha, you have today too!  One word, soil!  Two words, Fengchen!  Three words, too pissy!  It is said that Mr. Zhou was approached by Chen Kaige in 1994 and made a movie called "Feng Yue".  Although she had a small role, producer Xu Feng liked her very much and gave her a job as an assistant.  So she stayed on the set for a year, usually waking everyone up, picking people up at the station, and watching Leslie Cheung and Gong Li act when they had nothing to do.  After that, she began to slowly take on roles and filmed two more movies, "The Little Wife" and "Daughter's Red".  Now, just like Ye Bei, singing is just for fun.  Mr. Zhou was extremely calm during the typhoon. She waited calmly for the prelude to pass and then sang her signature song "Intimate Lover".  "The wind is still blowing tonight, and I think of you so tenderly, and the days with you are exceptionally relaxing. It's not like I'm missing, I just miss you so much, how can I dream about you all the time" Her singing is really nice, and she has  There is a word called "cloud covering the moon", which describes this kind of hoarse yet charming voice.  The mood of the audience was also right. They listened quietly. The atmosphere was completely different from the previous ones.  "With you on the road of love, I am not lonely. You are so kind to me. This time is really different. Maybe I should keep you, just like you have been waiting for me" After singing the song, Mr. Zhou  End slowly.  The audience was about to cheer when suddenly they heard a beggar's voice, shouting loudly: "Zhou Xun, Zhou Xun, I love you!" "Huh?" Mr. Zhou glanced at the audience, and three black lines popped out of his head.  Thread, what the hell is that little fat guy who¡¯s bouncing around without any shame?
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