"It's a long story. This is the credit of a young comrade. His name is Chen Qi, the screenwriter of "Lushan Love"."
"Well, "Lushan Love" was well shot!"
Mr. Liao, who is in charge of the affairs of the Overseas Chinese Affairs Office, said with a smile: "I read it myself and organized everyone to read it again. It describes the theme of overseas Chinese coming back to build the motherland. It is very good. You go on!"
Wang Yang was not greedy for credit and told the story in a matter-of-fact manner. Mr. Liao was very interested in listening and asked a few questions from time to time.
"It seems that your factory has produced an extraordinary young man! This is a good phenomenon. New era and new problems require the emergence of such young people... Then why are you looking for me today?"
"We want to introduce "Tai Chi" and invite the main creators to come to Hong Kong to participate in the premiere. We hope you will give us a few more places. We also want to organize some activities. The more people there are, the more lively it will be."
"When will it be released?"
"Probably around the Spring Festival."
"Good schedule! With the quality of this movie, maybe it can save you guys in one fell swoop and revive us..."
Mr. Liao walked around the room a few times and said decisively: "Since we are going to do it, let's make it more grand. Please submit the list of people, within ten people, and treat it as a cultural exchange event between the two places.
You have made me look forward to it, so I wish you success and immediate success."
"Thank you for your support!"
Wang Yang and Fu Qi were overjoyed. They just came to ask for a spot, and it was a lot less shabby when they left. Just as they were about to leave, Mr. Liao waved his hand again: "Wait, wait, wait, leave the tape, I will read it again when I have time."
After the two left, he returned to the office. He hesitated for a while without knowing what he was thinking, and suddenly ordered: "Go get a basin of water!"
The people below just thought he wanted to wash his face and poured hot water on purpose.
Mr. Liao tested the temperature of the water and found it was a bit hot. Then he mixed it with warm water and kicked everyone out. He was in the room, like countless little boys, and started to stir things up...
He is also a fan of martial arts. He learned martial arts from Ma Xiang, Sun Yat-sen's bodyguard, and has a special liking for martial arts movies. Unfortunately, domestic movies are not good, so he can only watch Hong Kong ones. His favorite is Bruce Lee's "Fist of Fury".
There are many senior leaders similar to him, all of whom have been on the battlefield and seen blood, and many of them are practitioners.
"Oh, this idea is very unique!"
Mr. Liao stirred for a while and was satisfied. He picked up the phone and called Zhao Yimin - an old revolutionary who knew martial arts and whose official position was sensitive, so he couldn't talk about it.
"Old Zhao, come and watch a movie at my place when you have time... It's wonderful, absolutely wonderful!"
"If Monk Xu hadn't been in Nanjing, I would have wanted to find him... Haha, okay, it's a deal!"
He knew that no one had watched "Tai Chi" so far, so he couldn't wait to invite his old friends to watch it together. He also wanted to send it to Haizi, but he felt it was inappropriate and would wait until Wang Yang and the others came out with results.
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China Film Group cannot participate in any activities of "Tai Chi" in Hong Kong. That is not within its scope of authority.
Fang Yurong would not meet up until they arrived in Berlin, but her attention was all on "The Return of the Swallows" and she might not care about "Tai Chi". This was exactly the effect Chen Qi wanted, otherwise how could she cut it first and then play it later?
The list of ten people going to Hong Kong has been confirmed: Li Wenhua, Chen Qi, Gong Xue, Li Lianjie, Wang Qun, Yu Hai, Yu Chenghui, Ge Chunyan, Ji Chunhua, and Xiong Xinxin.
This group of people came over from Zhejiang one after another and stayed in the guest house of Beiying Film Studio. Li Lianlian thought he understood what Chen Qi meant and actually joined Beiying Film Studio wholeheartedly. He behaved very actively and showed up to Li Wenhua from time to time.
Going abroad these days is extremely troublesome, requiring various reviews and procedures. Everyone spent the next month waiting, and this was only after Liao gave the green light.
Room 302.
The heater was working very well, so Chen Qi took off his shoes as usual, put his feet on them to bake, and flipped through a China Youth Daily in his hand.
There is a piece of news on it: "Shanghai TV took innovative measures to openly solicit opinions from the local people and held the "1981 Spring Festival TV On-Demand Gala"... People requested programs through phone calls, letters, etc., and the Shanghai TV station recorded a party, which was
Playing on New Year’s Eve…”
"If it weren't for me, my sister Xue should appear in this show and have a female duet with Zhang Yu."
"Isn't this the predecessor of the Spring Festival Gala?"
“Shanghai is indeed at the forefront of the times.”
Chen Qi muttered, CCTV held its first official Spring Festival Gala in 1983, and it had held it before, but it was all in the form of a tea party and was very crude.
He remembered that the hosts of the 1983 Spring Festival Gala were Ma Ji, Jiang Kun, Wang Jingyu, and Liu Xiaoqing. The first two were good at cross talk and had good eloquence and could liven up the atmosphere. Wang Jingyu was a drama actor, and Liu Xiaoqing was famous because of it.
"This is called an effective choice. What about filming "Bao Qingtian"? It is the last word to go to the Spring Festival Gala."
"Open two more dramas, one will be a hit and the other will win awards. It is best to go overseas to win awards. I have the golden hand to win people. By then, the actresses will not be able to throw themselves into my arms.
,Those lolita should also grow up..."
Chen Qi took one step, looked three times, and clearly planned what kind of trees to plant in the yard.
"Boom!"
At this moment, Ji Chunhua pushed the door open and came in, saying: "Brother Qi, Sister Xue is looking for you!"
"oh!"
He got up and went out, and went downstairs. Gong Xue was waiting downstairs wrapped in a big cotton-padded jacket, wearing a woolen hat, scarf, and gloves to cover herself up tightly. Although she could go to the room here during the day, she had never done so.
, are all called by others.
"What's the matter with you coming out when it's so cold?"
"..."
She looked embarrassed and gestured to the path where she usually met, and Chen Qi followed her inexplicably.
There is no one around.
Gong Xue bit her lip and said, "The costume was delivered. I tried it on and it looks pretty good... I want to show it to you."
"Um?"
Chen Qi didn't react, but she untied her big cotton-padded jacket, revealing a black high-collared dress. Her style was still conservative, with neither arms nor legs exposed. The overall appearance was dignified and elegant, but she also wore cotton-padded shoes on her feet, which was beautiful and a bit funny.
.
He couldn't help but feel happy.
"Isn't it good-looking?" she asked hurriedly.
"It looks good, but the shoes are wrong. It would look better with a pair of high heels!"
"I think so too, I should wear high heels."
"Okay, okay, buckle it up quickly, it's such a cold day..."
Chen Qi helped her arrange her clothes. Seeing her shivering, he couldn't help but sigh: "Are you stupid? You can watch it in Hong Kong anyway."
"That's different, okay, I'm going back!"
Gong Xue wrapped herself in the big cotton-padded jacket again, regained her previous appearance, waved her hands, and trotted upstairs.
"Oh, what a good big sister!"
Chen Qi sighed with emotion and went upstairs. He met a bunch of people shouting. Ji Chunhua was also inside and said, "Brother Qi, our clothes have arrived!"
"Oh, then you try it!"
"Aren't you going to try?"
"I, I prepared it myself!"
Alas!
Everyone turned around and despised him.
When going out for exchanges, this is called a foreign affairs activity. There is a dress code. Some are uniformly equipped, and some are equipped by themselves. Each of these people is more stupid than the other, and there is no decent clothes.
Fortunately, the Great Wall has made some money recently, so it can treat guests well and get it all covered with a wave of their hand.
Chen Qi didn't ask for it. He bought the clothes himself and was very excited. He could finally dress like a dog for once.
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Chapter completed!