On a cold night, by the fire.
Chen Qi was wearing thick clothes, holding a hot water bottle wrapped in a towel with his left hand, and writing furiously with his right hand. If he were simpler and the house was smaller, he would really look like a public servant of the people...
After a while, he threw the pen away and said with a smile: "Very good, very good. We made a lot of money last year, and the end of the year is quite rich!"
"Is "The Black Cannon Incident" included?"
"No, we haven't made preparations yet! What I mean is that after excluding all existing expenses, there is still a lot of money left."
"Oh, that's awesome. I wish you keep up your efforts and collect three to five more buckets this year!"
Gong Xue was leaning on the bed, covering herself with a quilt while watching TV, and she bowed her hands to him. She had gone back to CCTV to rehearse, and she was still looking pretty every day. No one dared to fart now.
"I'd like to lend you some good words!"
Chen Qi also clasped his fists and asked: "Sister, do you have any movies you want to film now?"
"I don't know what to shoot. Directors in the factory don't look for me anymore, and directors outside don't look for me anymore. They all know that I'm yours, and you have to be responsible for me."
"Be responsible. When did I stop being responsible?"
Chen Qi thought to herself that according to the original trajectory, she would say goodbye to the film industry after "Colorful Morning Light" in 1984, and did not make a movie until 1993, during which she also had two TV series.
Now, she has won one Golden Rooster, two Hundred Flowers, and "Mom Love Me Again" has basically anchored the third Hundred Flowers. There is no point in being in China anymore, and ordinary directors really don't dare to find them.
Take the opportunity of "Life is Beautiful" to go out.
If you have to shoot it in the country, it must be carefully crafted and cannot be compromised.
Chen Qi expressed his thoughts. Gong Xue had no objection and the communication was pleasant. Finally, he said: "The Hong Kong delegation will arrive tomorrow. Will you go and pick them up?"
"Go, otherwise Nan Sheng will blame me..."
Gong Xue smiled and said: "Nansheng likes to find fault with me and always bullies me. I can't give her any excuse. Others are fine, at least Zhong Chuhong can't blame me."
"You're so skinny now, do you deserve a beating?"
"You can fight if you can?"
She lifted the quilt to provoke.
"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you. I'll continue working."
Chen Qi snorted, sat upright, and continued to write. While writing, he peeked at her and suddenly rushed over to her when she wasn't paying attention. He opened the quilt, slapped her buttocks a few times, and then came back quickly, as if nothing had happened.
"Oh, disgusting!"
"Turn down the TV!"
"Not small!"
"Interrupting my work!"
"Then you go to that room and write!"
Gong Xue tightly wrapped the quilt tightly and rolled herself into a pupa, fearing that he would attack again. Fortunately, Chen Qi did not move, and she lay on her side on the bed, turned down the sound, and secretly looked at his back.
I can't help but smile...
After the CCTV incident, she felt that the relationship between the two had become clearer, both internally and externally.
As I said just now, who doesn’t know about their relationship now?
…………
"Wow, this is the capital city?"
“The airport is also decent, not as poor as expected!”
"Please, the capital of a country has hundreds of years of history!"
"Three thousand years, okay, you're at level five!"
At the Capital Airport, a flight from Shanghai landed. As soon as the gate opened, a group of people came out shouting like tourists. Most of the men and women were young, beautiful, and fashionably dressed, attracting many eyes.
And they were equally shocked.
Because as soon as I came out, I saw a banner that read: "Warmly welcome people from Hong Kong's entertainment industry to come to Beijing for exchanges!"
Immediately afterwards, applause rang out in an instant, flowers almost hit their faces, and reporters clicked to take pictures... Fortunately, they were experienced, each holding a bouquet of flowers in their hands, holding their chests high and raising their heads, showing their best looks.
With such a posture, he struggled to pass the distance of more than ten meters.
Some reporters wanted to come forward for an interview, but were stopped by the accompanying staff from the Hong Kong and Macao Affairs Office: "Visits are prohibited now, we will make unified arrangements!"
"Let's all cooperate and let the Hong Kong compatriots get on the bus first, okay?"
Including Tsui Hark, Shi Nansheng, Xian Qiran, Lin Lingdong, Mou Dundi, Liu Dehua, Zhang Mingmin, Zhong Chuhong, Liu Xuehua, Qiu Shuzhen, Li Saifeng, Guan Lijie, Wu Zhenyu, a total of thirteen people!
Except for Tsui Hark and Liu Xuehua, everyone else came here for the first time.
When a group of people went to the roadside, they saw a guy wearing a cotton hat, stuffed hands, and a scarf covering his face, dressed like a bread man, standing in front of the door of a bus. Gong Xue was two meters away from him.
"Hahaha!"
Qiu Shuzhen recognized it first and laughed: "Master, why are you dressed like this?"
"Wow, what are you doing?"
"Mr. Chen???"
Liu Dehua and others were all shocked, this is the all-powerful Mr. Chen in Hong Kong?!
"Get in the car, it's freezing to death!"
Chen Qi was too lazy to exchange pleasantries and hurriedly greeted everyone to get in the car.
This is the Hino RC bus. From the 1980s to the 1990s, it has been a high-end vehicle for foreign affairs reception. At that time, it could be seen at major scenic spots and at the entrances of foreign-related hotels.
"Xiao Xue!"
"Kusuo!"
Shi Nansheng waved happily, pushed Tsui Hark aside, and asked Gong Xue to sit down. The two reminisced and whispered.
Others were only interested in Chen Qi's dress, and Zhong Chuhong was also laughing: "Hey, why are you dressed so tacky?"
"This is called keeping warm! Look at what you are wearing. Don't come to me if you cry from the cold!"
"I told them a long time ago that it's very cold in the north, but they don't believe it!" Liu Xuehua said.
"I wore thick clothes." Wu Zhenyu said.
"What you call thick can't withstand the cold in the north. It can really freeze people to death. I wonder how you can go out to play?" Liu Xuehua gloated.
"What an exaggeration. Don't I feel cold?" Li Saifeng said.
"It's useless to talk about this kind of thing. I'll take you to the Forbidden City tomorrow. Just bear the cold."
Chen Qi snorted. It was more than minus 20 degrees on a three-nine day. Of course he didn't feel cold if he didn't stay outside. Qiu Shuzhen was very curious about his hands, so she took them and put them on her little hands: "Wow, these gloves are so thick.
!”
"This isn't called a glove, it's called a hand mask!"
"Hands what?"
"Boring!"
"Boring?"
This word is so unfamiliar to people who speak Cantonese. Qiu Shuzhen wore it for a while and her hands became sweaty. She returned it to him and looked out of the window, yelling again because there were thick piles on both sides of the road.
Thick snow.
When passing through the fields, it was even more white, the trees were desolate, the sky and the earth were quiet, and three or five houses emitting smoke were dotted in the fields.
"Snow!"
"I saw snow!"
"I want to get out of the car and play! Stop the car and stop the car!"
"Shut up! I'll give you some time to play. Don't make a fuss. When you get to the hotel, you should calm down and be polite to others. Don't embarrass me!"
"Oh~ Got it!"
"..."
The staff from the Hong Kong and Macao Affairs Office who accompanied us all the way and treated these people as their ancestors looked at each other in shock. It was probably the first time they saw mainlanders who dared to treat Hong Kong stars as their grandchildren.
Soon, we arrived at the Overseas Chinese Hotel.
After everyone went to settle down, Chen Qi went to the Hong Kong and Macao Affairs Office and said, "Comrade, please help me tell the hotel. I want to borrow a banquet hall. There just happened to be people here, let's get together."
"How many people?"
"More than 20!"
"Okay, no problem."
Chen Qi went to Shi Nansheng again and said, "Let's all have dinner tonight. I'll call Liang Jiahui and Li Lianjie over, and we'll treat it like we're having an annual meeting."
"Your Dongfang Company still manages our annual meeting in Yindu?" Shi Nansheng picked the word.
"Why do you always argue with me? Okay, okay, let's have a good time together and get to know each other."
(Back pain is gone today...
Will make up for it tomorrow)
Chapter completed!