Yu Dong also received a call from Spielberg. On the phone, Spielberg congratulated Yu Dong on the success of his new book and invited him to have dinner with him.
"Find some time, YU, let's have dinner together, and I'll introduce you to a friend."
Spielberg, who is in his early fifties, is still full of energy. Through the phone, Yu Dong felt like he was chatting with a young man.
"Forget about eating, let's drink tea together when we have time."
"Okay, then I'll wait for your news."
Yu Dong nodded, "Who is the friend you are talking about?"
"Zemeckis, the director of "Back to the Future," have you heard of him?"
"Of course." Yu Dong laughed, "He also filmed "Forrest Gump", right?"
"It seems that "Forrest Gump" has become his trademark." Spielberg smiled, "Since you know him, you should also know that we have a good relationship. We have cooperated very early on.
He is a very talented person. He has read "The Old Book" and is very interested in it. He hopes to get to know you through me and talk about the possibility of adapting "The Old Book" into a movie."
"Are you a little anxious? This book just came out yesterday. Also, has Zemeckis ever made a movie like this?"
"No matter what, I still hope you can talk to him. Even if we can't cooperate this time, there may be other opportunities in the future."
"Of course we can meet and chat. Okay, I won't tell you anymore. I'm going to Los Angeles today."
"Are you coming to Los Angeles?"
"Yes, I'm going to Los Angeles, but I don't have time to see you right now."
"Oh fine."
…
Yu Hua and the others stayed in New York to prepare for their book signing, while Yu Dong rushed to Los Angeles with Cheng Yanqiu. He had made an appointment with Ackerman to visit him if he had the opportunity.
Ackerman's house is located in Hollywood Slope, a small single-family building.
Yu Dong held Cheng Yanqiu's hand and stood at the door. He raised his head and looked at the structure of the small building. It seemed to have three or four floors. The house looked old.
He raised his hand and rang the doorbell, and Ackerman's voice came from the small speaker beside the door: "Who?"
Before Yu Dong could answer, Ackerman's cheerful voice sounded from the loudspeaker again, "YU, you're here, welcome, welcome."
Yu Dong looked around, looking for a camera, and then saw the door open automatically.
Cheng Yanqiu looked at the slowly moving door and said with a smile: "He is indeed a science fiction fan."
"It's still number one."
Yu Dong pulled Cheng Yanqiu into the yard. Ackerman had already emerged from the house. He looked at Cheng Yanqiu and said with a smile: "This lady must be your wife."
"Hello, Mr. Ackerman." Cheng Yanqiu greeted with a smile.
"Hello, hello." Ackerman nodded, took Yu Dong's hand and pulled him into the house.
Once inside, Ackerman pointed to a black-and-white photo on the wooden wall and said, "Look, how is this little guy doing?"
Yu Dong smiled and said: "A very handsome young man."
Ackerman laughed: "This is me seventy-six years ago, when I was five years old, and now I am over eighty."
Before Dong could react, Ackerman pulled Yu Dong further into the room.
Turning from the stairwell and going upstairs, what greeted me was a large poster of "The Second World" with a picture of the collapse of the building.
"I'm not lying to you." Ackerman smiled, showing off a little bit in his expression.
Yu Dong stood in front of the poster and looked around.
There are many rooms in Ackerman's house. Yu Dong did not have a detailed list, but there should be more than a dozen.
Some rooms are filled with bookshelves, filled with books from floor to ceiling.
Some rooms contain science fiction props, robots, dinosaurs, and masks.
In the corridor, there are also various colorful paintings and science fiction film and television pictures hanging. Yang Xiao is right, Ackerman's house can definitely be regarded as a science fiction museum.
Yu Dong couldn't help but sigh: "I'm already dazzled."
The three of them continued walking forward and came to a room.
The room was full of things, and Ackerman introduced them to the two of them one by one: "This chair was collected by my father. President Lincoln once sat on it. Do you want to try it... This maple leaf, it
It's on the tomb of Mary Shelley... This is a still of me. I have acted in many movies... This letter was written by Welles himself..."
Ackerman seemed to be showing off his toys, moving enthusiastically from one collection to another and chatting away.
Later, he walked to a huge photo and suddenly fell silent.
He slowly bent down and kissed the red rose in the vase in front of the photo lovingly.
"This is my wife Wendy. She left me last year. She is a German and a translator. She has translated more than a hundred German science fiction works, including "Billy Rodin."
The couple looked at each other, and Yu Dong remembered that when he was in Yanjing before, Ackerman told him how his wife complained that he should not put the "Second World" poster in the room. He saw his face full of happiness at that time
Yu Dong had no idea that his wife had passed away.
Ackerman stood in front of his wife's photo. He was not too sad. Instead, he opened his arms, smiled and said to Yu Dong and others: "How about my family."
"Of course, this is the best place I have ever seen. No science fiction fan in the world can refuse it." Yu Dong said with a smile.
"So, my house is open to the public every Saturday. Yesterday, a few science fiction fans just came."
Yu Dong raised his eyebrows, not expecting Ackerman to actually open his home to the public as a museum.
Ackerman continued, "Originally, I thought more people would come yesterday, but later I found out that yesterday was the day your new book was released, and science fiction fans all went to the bookstore. I thought your new book was a science fiction novel.
novel, but what I didn’t expect was that they gave it to me.”
I don't know when, Ackerman had an extra book in his hand, which was Yu Dong's new work "Old Book".
Ackerman raised the "Old Book" in his hand, "I rarely read novels other than science fiction. You know, science fiction is enough to occupy my time, but this book was sent to me by a few science fiction fans. I
I decided to take a look and sit in this room in front of Wendy."
"Before I opened it, I didn't expect it to be such a beautiful novel. I seemed to see the past between me and Wendy. I met Wendy decades ago, just like Mr. Chang met his wife.
I don’t know who Cuicui is, but she must be a very cute girl, just like Wendy."
Yu Dong looked at Ackerman's affectionate look and couldn't help but sigh. It's no wonder Ackerman likes "Old Books". The previous relationship between Chang Huaiying and his wife was indeed very similar to the relationship between Ackerman and Wendy. They were even
Chapter completed!