Watching Chen Canaan politely scare away a pair of lovebirds with a knife, the surrounding pairs of couples who were also originally in love with each other suddenly changed from open capitalist couples to feudal conservatives, and honestly sat upright and began to seriously appreciate the chivalrous warriors on the big screen who were performing chivalrous acts to rid the world of violence and peace.
In the second half of the movie, with no more couples in the way, Qiao Wen and Chen Canaan had a very good viewing experience. Chen Canaan, in particular, doesn't have to be jealous of his eyes and think about what he wants, but is another frankly gorgeous Nan.
From the theater out, saw the roadside sugar cane sellers, two people buy a section, walking and chewing while blowing the cool night air chat.
Seeing that Chen Canaan had quite a bit of excitement on his face, Qiao Wen smiled and casually asked, "Think this movie is good?"
Chen Canaan nodded, "It's okay, but I don't think the martial arts will work, it looks too fake."
Qiaowen laughed, "Making a movie isn't like your real fights, how can it be for real."
Chen Canaan shook his head without much concern, "Anyway, if it were me, I would definitely make the martial arts fights look more realistic, that's what makes it exciting!"
Qiao Wen laughed, "Fine, when we have money to make movies too, you'll be in charge of the martial arts line."
Chen Canaan patted his chest and said, "It's not that I'm talking big, if I were a Dragon Tiger martial arts master, the martial arts scene would definitely be better than this movie today."
He was just saying it off the top of his head, like a child dreaming unrealistic dreams, but Qiaowen was hearing it in his heart.
In the next twenty to thirty years, the movie industry will become one of the most important industries in this city, and it can even go down in history, how many people have created myths in this industry, and become idols that people worship. One may be able to foresee the stock market and real estate in advance, make a large fortune, but neither of these two can become a real career, to put it bluntly, or knocking the bones and sucking the marrow of the capitalists that. But the movie is not the same, not to say that the benefit of the country and the people so big, at least it is a cultural symbol, do a good job can be respected in history.
Not to mention he was already interested in movies.
While he was musing, Chen Canaan beside him had already begun to gesture his movements, and said with some excitement, "Just now when the protagonist and the villain were dueling, and the villain sent out a sweeping hook, the male protagonist should have bent back and flipped over a heel towards the back, with his foot in the air just in time to kick the villain in the chin. This is both realistic and nice to look at, rather than somehow jumping up and stepping on the opponent's head." He withdrew his hand movements and added, "I heard that after the Beijing Opera didn't work these years, many martial arts students went to movie houses to work as dragon and tiger martial arts masters, they were all opera tricks, nice to look at, but still lacking something. I think it's better to have practiced martial arts."
Jovian laughed and said, "You're quite the professional!"
Chen Canaan was flattered by him and waved his hand in rare embarrassment, "I haven't really seen how people make movies, I'm just talking nonsense."
Jovian said, "That's a good point."
Chen Canaan smiled cheekily and reached out to wrap his hand around Qiao Wen's shoulders, "Don't praise me, you're not afraid of me floating up."
Jovian laughed back, "If you want to float, I can you tug on it too."
Chen Canaan simply hooked his neck, "You still want to yank me with this much strength?"
Qiao Wen is not willing to show weakness, backhandedly stuffed to his waist to tickle him. Chen Canaan is not afraid of pain or suffering, but afraid of itching, only to be tickled twice and then tightly tugged on his hand to beg for mercy.
At this moment the night is already deep, only a few pedestrians on the road. Two people are fooling around, on the face of two foreigners, arm in arm very close.
As he passed by the two men, one of the men's gaze landed on Chen Canaan's hand that was gripping Qiao Wen, and then smiled at him in a bemused manner, as if to say that we are of the same kind.
Chen Canaan immediately had a jolt of fear and violently let go of Qiao Wen's hand, spitting in a low voice, "These gweilo really don't have any sense of propriety at all, daring to engage in homosexuality right on the street, simply corrupting the morale." Then lustfully stood up his chest in general, "Xiao Qiao, don't worry, I won't learn from them to be so perverted."
Jovan: "????"
He looked over at him suspiciously, and the other man was exactly a righteous and frank looking man. He frowned slightly, remembering a little more of his earlier suspicions, but dismissed them after only a little thought, always thinking that he should have been overthinking things.
He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Men and women, men and men, women and women, as long as you love them and they don't interfere with other people's lives, they're all normal, and we can't call people perverts."
Chen Canaan was stunned and tried, "You don't think it's perverted for a man to love a man?"
"Of course not."
Chen Canaan was still unsure and asked again, "Then Fei, who plays with both women and men like that, is not a pervert?"
Jovian lost his smile, "He's forcing himself on people, that's a different story of course."
"That's true." Chen Canaan nodded thoughtfully, then grinned as if he was enlightened, "I see."
Jovian asked, "What do you know?"
Chen Canaan said, "It's not perverted for a man to love a man."
Jovian laughed softly, "That's right."
After a few days of watching small real estate advertisements at home, the New Year was ushered in, which also meant that Qiaowen had been in this world for the majority of the year, and it had to be said that the ability of people to adapt is infinite, and without realizing it, he had already become completely accustomed to this new identity, and although he couldn't say that he was like a fish out of water, he was also having a pretty good time.
This New Year for the Qiao family grandparents and grandchildren are special year, naturally to celebrate, New Year's Eve dinner Qiao Grandma prepared a table of colorful and fragrant dishes, Qiao Wen very facetious to eat a belly round, before putting down the chopsticks.
New Year's Day is simply a faith-like love for the people of the city, as if all the poverty and misery will become unimportant as long as they wait for the New Year's Day. The entire city fortress was bustling with activity on New Year's Eve, and the clamor of the neighbors spread into the tiny house, so that this small, cold home seemed to become lively.
Qiao Wen accompanied Granny to listen to the radio for a while, near twelve o'clock, Chen Canaan staggeringly knocked on the door of Qiao's house, the old custom is not to string doors on New Year's Eve, so he didn't come in, but only stood in the doorway and called out, "Xiao Qiao, quickly go with me to the rooftop to set off firecrackers and bamboo."
Granny smiled at her age and waved her hand, "Go on."
Jovian hurriedly threw on his coat and ran out the door like a small child on rare occasions.
In addition to Chen Canaan and Howie, there was also a group of cubs within the tenement building behind them. The cubs were energetic and swarmed upwards, their speed comparable to that of a chased rabbit.
Tang building a total of ten floors, Qiao Wen followed the run three floors on the panting can not keep up. Seeing this, Chen Canaan simply pulled him up and put him on his back, and he was able to walk as fast as he could, catching up with the little kids and arriving at the rooftop first.
He gasped and set Jovian down, told Howie to set up the fireworks and then instructed the cubs to stand far away and not to lean forward.
"Brother, when do you order?"
Chen Canaan raised his hand and looked at the wristwatch on it through the light of New Year's Eve, saying, "Listen to my command."
"Copy that."
"Five, four, three, two, one, ignition!"
Howie's hands were busy lighting matches to ignite the firecrackers and fireworks to welcome the new year. A few moments later, as the roof of a nearby building crackled with sound, the firecrackers exploded deafeningly, followed by fireworks tubes that roared up into the sky, exploding in a multitude of colors.
The cubs were excited and scared, holding their heads in place and jumping and screaming for joy.
Qiao Wen was also shaken by the sound of the firecracker fireworks, his heart trembled, and before he could raise his hand, his two ears were already covered with two touches of warmth - it was Chen Canaan who covered them for him.
He enjoyed this intimate kindness from the other man, looking up into the sky at a patchwork of sparkling fireworks, giving birth to a bit of pure joy that had long been lost to childlike innocence.
Amidst the fireworks, he exclaimed, "Happy New Year, Nan!"
Chen Canaan also smiled and exclaimed, "Xiao Qiao, Happy New Year!"
Amidst sparkling fireworks, they ushered in a new year for this era.
The first day of the New Year, naturally, to start a good start, although the New Year's Eve to make a late, but Qiao Wen still get up early, heard the sound of gongs and drums ringing downstairs, from the window to probe a look, but to see that it is someone in the lion dance, then put in the two lisas, go downstairs to see the fun.
Two big red lion dance is very standard, before and after the two with the tumbling and leaping, the posture of the light and agile, it seems to be a practitioner. Especially the front of the lion, not only dance great, but also quite a few points of the naughty and wacky naughty, every time you come to the door of a stall, first jumping and tumbling to show the ferocity of the lion, and then wagging his head and tail pampering, spit out a congratulations on wealth banner from his mouth, causing the owner of the store to laugh and rejoice will be a good luck bag stuffed in the mouth of the lion in it.
The lion, holding the bag of profit, rubbed his tail twice with another wag of his head before continuing on his way.
When it arrived in front of Qiao Wen, the lion became even more exaggerated, first circling around him twice, then rubbing its head against him. Qiao Wen laughed and stuffed the red packet into its mouth, and this guy immediately swallowed it and continued to rub against him, and even used the lion's mouth to kiss his face.
It's almost like a horny lion who values Jovian's beauty.
The surrounding people watched and laughed, the gong and cymbals were also more enthusiastic. Qiao Wen helplessly pushed the lion's head, I did not expect that the lion even hit the snake with the stick, along with his hand fell to the ground rolling to play.
Bumper sticker lions.
Qiao Wen looked at the lion on the ground, not to mention that the rascality is really a thing. Seeing that there are still people waiting to see, he bent down and stuffed another red packet in the lion's mouth, and whispered, "Brother Nan, it's almost time."
There was an "eek" from the lion's head, and its bloody mouth opened to reveal Chen Canaan's dark eyes, saying, "How did you know it was me?"
Jovian laughed, "Other lions aren't as roguish as you."
Behind him, Howie panted and complained, "Brother, you're wearing me out."
Chen Canaan smiled and got up, dancing the lion's head again to rub against Qiao Wen affectionately before continuing on.
It was at this moment that Qiao Wen suddenly noticed that several strange-looking men suddenly appeared in the bustling alley, all carrying duffel bags in their hands.
Chen Canaan's wagging lion happened to brush up against one of the men, and he rubbed his head against the man's hand. The man was very customary, and drew out a red envelope, stuffed it into the lion's mouth, and touched it affectionately.
The Walled City was a mixed bag of fish and dragons, with strangers coming in and out every day, and the appearance of a few fresh-faced men was not an unusual event, not to mention that it was the first day of the New Year, when it was time to visit friends and relatives.
However, Qiao Wen, after all, had once spent time in a military camp and had an instinctive familiarity with people who had held guns. Although these strangers were dressed in nothing special, the way they walked and their sharp, cold eyes made them very different from the people around them.
They're all men who've held guns.