"Yan Shunkai's performance in "The True Story of Ah Q" was very good, Siqin Gaowa's "Camel Xiangzi" was also wonderful, and Comrade Zhu Shimao and Comrade Niu Ben in "The Wrangler", and "Red Orange Yellow Green Blue Blue Purple" Comrade Jiang Lili, I think there is great hope." "You talked a lot, but you didn't talk about yourself?"

"I really feel like I haven't made any breakthroughs. It's my first time playing a mother, so I haven't mastered many details yet."

In the courtyard of Beijing Film Studio, next to a peach tree with messy branches, Gong Xue and the editor of "Popular Cinema" were sitting on the edge of the flower pond chatting. The editor asked: "But the audience really liked your performance in "Mom Love Me Again" Is it possible for the characters in it to win hundreds of flowers three times?" "I don't dare to think about it. Of course I have aspirations in my heart, but I leave it to the audience to decide."

"This is your second time playing a mother in "Life Is Beautiful". I heard that Shanghai Film Studio has approached you about a film called "Under the Bridge", and you will also play the mother?"

"Well, I'm sorry too. It seems that my impression has been somewhat fixed. But the script of "Under the Bridge" is very good. The director is Mr. Bai Chen. I am from Shanghai. I am eager to cooperate with Shanghai Film Studio. But this time After that, I probably won’t be able to play the role of mother.” Gong Xue was wearing a thin turtleneck sweater, which made her face look smaller and her neck longer, and she talked skillfully and calmly.

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The editor listened and took notes, and then asked: ""Life is Beautiful" has received ten nominations for the Golden Rooster Award, which is unprecedented. How many awards do you think it will win in the end?" "Honestly, I most hope to win the Best Feature Film. Because this is really a very good work."

"It's a pity that the audience hasn't seen it yet."

"Yes, I am very anxious too. I look forward to it being released as soon as possible." "Okay, the last question..."

The editor suddenly started gossiping and said, "Are you planning to solve your life-long affairs this year?" "Who did you listen to?!" Gong Xue was startled.

"Who else should I listen to?"

The editor was also familiar with her and asked: "Is it true? You and Chen Qi? Wow, when did you do the work? Did you write the application... It should have been completed already!!!" "Don't talk nonsense, no. No!"

"When will it be done?" "What should I say..."

Gong Xue was embarrassed and muttered two words: "Soon."

"Hey, remember to invite me then! By the way, do you want me to write this down?" "No! We don't want to make it public."

"Okay, I'll take another photo for you!"

Gong Xue was sitting by the flower pond. The editor took a few photos of her and left with her bag on her back.

She went back to Tongzi Building, took a bag of things, ran to the main building again, and opened Wang Yang's office: "Old factory director, Chen Qi sent something from Hong Kong. I bought you a massager specially to massage the cervical spine and waist. Everything is fine." "I can climb five floors in one breath, do I need a massage?"

Wang Yang said he was disgusted, but he took it and played with it happily, saying: "How is everything going over there, Xiao Chen?" "Everything is fine...Old factory manager, I want to ask you for leave in advance. I want to go back to Shanghai at the end of the month."

"Okay, are you homesick again?"

"No, Xiao Chen and his parents are going to go on May Day. I want to go back first."

"Oh, hahaha... ok, ok, it's a great thing. Then I'll give you a week's leave. Don't rush back and forth. Stay at home for a few days." Wang Yang became even happier.

"Well, thank you!"

This year, there is a day off on May Day, which means Gong Xue has eight days off, which is plenty of time.

She returned to Tongzilou again, closed the door, and felt an uncontrollable excitement and shyness in her heart. She threw herself on the bed, grabbing the corner of the quilt and thinking wildly: "Then what should I call him in the future?" "Is it still called Chou?"

"Hey, then when others call us two, we can't call you my lover?" "My lover..."

When she thought about this, she felt shy again, then turned over, looked at the ceiling of the small room, and looked at the layout of the room, and suddenly she felt reluctant to leave it. She spent a lot of effort decorating this small room, even the floor was Wooden floors have been laid and we have only lived here for more than 2 years.

"From now on, I have to live in Lechunfang, oh no, I have to live in a building. I will leave this room to someone who is destined."

"Li Lingyu will come tomorrow!"

"Oh my god, there's Zhang Mingmin!"

""My Chinese Heart" is finally available on tape. I've been looking for it for two months!"

At the door of a Xinhua Bookstore in Beijing, a group of young people were chattering and excitedly looking at the big GG on the door. The main meaning is: "Spring Festival Gala Golden Melody" and "Oriental Rookie Li Lingyu" will be released tomorrow. Famous singers Li Lingyu and Zhang Mingmin will come to the bookstore to meet the audience. Friends meet...

It’s hard to talk about a book signing at this time, it’s just a meeting with audience friends. “Bang!”

Zhang Qiang happened to be buying books here and curled her lips, feeling that the group of people were noisy and unappreciative.

She participated in the Spring Festival Gala as a youth choir, which was just a make-up. It was inconspicuous among all the amazing programs. Apart from praise from relatives and friends, it didn't cause much waves. In fact, she doesn't like to sing "" "Let's Swing the Oars", she likes English songs, and even if they are bad, they will always be covers of English songs.

"Why isn't it me who is red? Li Lingyu, is that also called singing?"

Zhang Lei muttered and rode her car home. Her home was in the Xinying compound. Xinying specializes in making newsreels and documentaries. Her mother is the violinist of the Xinying orchestra. "Mom!"

"I'm back, wash your hands and eat!" "Mom, I want to sing!" "Then just sing!"

"I mean become a singer and release an album!"

The mother then raised her head and said, "You just entered high school, what kind of singer will you be?" "I don't care, I want to be a singer!"

"Don't think that something happened after the Spring Festival Gala. Let's talk about the choir. There are several children. Which one is clamoring to be a singer? Is Wang Fei clamoring?" "She is only 14 years old, what a piece of shit!"

"Then you are only 16 years old! And if you listen to the songs you sing, they are either in Europe, America or Hong Kong and Taiwan. Where are you popular?" "Mom~"

Zhang Lei hugged her mother's arm and started acting coquettishly: "If others don't like it, Brother Chen Qi will definitely like it. He understands me. He even knows "More Than 1 Can Say". Your new movie is also a movie. You go find someone." Let me tell you, if he sent an album to Li Lingyu, he would also send it to me.

I won’t delay going to school. How about I use the winter and summer vacations to record an album?”

"Okay, okay, I'll go ask someone!"

In the end, the mother couldn't resist her child, so she had no choice but to comply.

Since Li Lingyu moved into Lechunfang, she has always felt that she had nothing to eat and live in, and she was very embarrassed.

Now I finally have a job.

Zhang Mingmin came to the capital again, and Liu Dehua has no schedule for the time being.

Xinhua Bookstore ordered 100,000 boxes, and Li Lingyu ordered 50,000 boxes, priced at 7.5 yuan. "Spring Festival Gala Golden Songs" comes in two boxes, 50,000 copies, not only sold individually, but priced at 14 yuan, which is super expensive.
Chapter completed!