1979 Golden Age

Another day passed.

In the hotel, Fang Yurong was walking in the corridor in her high heels, clacking with a sound. She felt that things were out of her control and running wildly in an unpredictable direction.

She still didn't know, or didn't want to believe what Chen Qi was doing secretly, and she couldn't find him.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

"Come in!"

Fang Yurong knocked on Fu Jingong's door and saw him patting her waist. She couldn't help but smile and said, "You must be tired these days?"

"Who said it wasn't? Who would have thought that there would be so many activities at a film festival? I couldn't understand what foreigners were saying. I could only sit there stupidly for a long time."

Fu Jingong stood up and complained a little.

Fang Yurong suddenly envied him. This old director didn't know anything and didn't know what was going on, but he was very happy.

"Director Fu, I came to tell you that we will be going back tomorrow."

"Tomorrow? Aren't we going to attend the closing ceremony?"

"There is an unwritten rule in European film festivals. If the participating party does not receive an invitation letter for the closing ceremony, it means that there is no award, and you can prepare to return... Sorry, "The Return of the Swallow" should not have won any award."

"Oh, so that's it!"

Fu Jingong was a little disappointed when he heard it, and sighed: "I came with the mentality of Liu Changchun participating in the Olympics that year. Oh, forget it, coming here is also a glory for the country!"

"Yes, yes, we are successful when we are here."

As he was talking, Hader also came, shook hands with Fu Jingong, and apologized: "It's a pity that you returned empty-handed. Chinese films should be more open to the world. I sincerely hope that you can win the Golden Bear in Berlin."

Then, he hugged Fang Yurong again and said: "I can't see you off tomorrow. Your performance is great. Thank you. Thank you for everything. "

"Mr. Chairman, the film selection this year was too hasty. I will definitely bring better works next year."

The two spoke in German, not afraid of hurting Fu Jingong's feelings. Unexpectedly, Hader smiled and shook his head when he heard it: "No, no, the films you selected are already very good. Although "The Return of the Swallows" is mediocre, "Tai Chi" is the most popular film in the exhibition.

I heard that it also shined in the trading market and negotiated many contracts. "

"Oh, what are those...?"

Fang Yurong looked up in shock and almost shouted: "Mr. Chairman, what did you say? "Tai Chi" is negotiating a contract?"

"Don't you know? Film producers in dozens of countries are scrambling for its overseas copyright."

"I, I... Excuse me!"

Fang Yurong, who has always been elegant and decent and blended well with Western culture, lost her composure for the first time. The heels of her high heels were almost crushed. She rushed out of the door and went straight to Li Wenhua's room.

Li Wenhua and Li Lianjie were playing chess when a hysterical woman suddenly broke in.

"Do you know what you are doing!"

"How dare you discuss overseas copyright privately? Do you have the qualifications? China Film Group is the only organization responsible for overseas distribution! The only organization!!!"

She burst into tears after days of suppressed emotions, and began to search the house, lifting the curtains, rummaging through the closet, and yelling: "Where is Chen Qi! Let him come out, I know it must be his idea!"

"Xiao Fang..."

"Director Li, I don't want to talk to you now, where is Chen Qi? Chen Qi!"

Gong Xue heard the noise and came out to see, and wanted to persuade: "Sister Fang, you..."

As a result, Fang Yurong turned her head and suddenly glared at her. The three words "dog and bitch" in her throat almost came out, and she felt that she had lost her identity, so she cursed: "A wolf in cahoots!"

She glared at Li Wenhua and Li Lianjie again, and said again: "A wolf in cahoots!!"

"Hey, who are you scolding?"

Li Lianjie glared back.

"You! You are so young and don't learn well. You hang out with that kind of people. Are you worthy of the country's education?"

"What are you yelling about?"

At this moment, a voice interrupted. Fang Yurong turned around suddenly, as if she saw the murderer of her father, and rushed forward with a few big steps. Chen Qi quickly stepped back, complaining: "Sister Fang, you have eaten too much German food, what are you doing?"   "You, you... you can do it, you can do it!"

Fang Yurong was so angry that she couldn't speak, and could only shout: "I said you have been sneaking around these days! What right do you have to negotiate a contract privately? Who can you represent? You are the Chinese The film is from the Beijing Film Studio, you are not even from the Beijing Film Studio!"

"What a mess, when did I negotiate the contract?"

Chen Qi pushed her hand away, stepped inside, and said: "I am with Uncle Fu, learning from him how to negotiate the business of "Wrong Turn", I don't know what you are talking about."

"Don't pretend with me!"

"Sister Fang, I really don't know what you are talking about."

"You did it but you don't dare to admit it, show me the contract!"

"I didn't do it, what can I admit?"

Of course he wouldn't admit it to his face, he was thicker than his heels.

"..."

Fang Yurong got angry, but suddenly realized that it was useless. He looked around and saw that everyone was from the Beijing Film Studio. He calmed down, took a few deep breaths, and said, "Chen Qi, don't think that you can get away with it if you don't admit it.

This matter is serious!

You are disorganized and undisciplined, you ignored foreign affairs regulations, ignored the regulations of the Film Bureau, and contacted overseas film distributors privately... I won't argue with you now, you can wait to be punished when you return to China!"

Fang Yurong turned around and left.

"..."

The whole corridor was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Li Wenhua sighed secretly. He had expected this result. Li Lianjie was still a little confused and didn't understand the seriousness.

Only Gong Xue was close to him. He didn't care about any gossip and pulled him into the house: "Follow me!"

The two of them entered the room, and she closed the door. She was anxious and worried: "Sister Fang is so angry that she will definitely not be able to get better. Do you have any way to deal with it?"

"No!"

"How long have you been kidding me?"

"It's really not true. I violated the rules. There's nothing I can do if she comes back to China to report me."

"you!"

Gong Xue was anxious and angry, and stamped her feet: "You can't help it, how can you be so bold? If you are kicked out of Beijing Film Studio... Oh, you are not even from Beijing Film Studio!"

"Yeah, I'm just a big bowl of tea seller, I just earn some foreign exchange for the country!" Chen Qi said happily.

"dare you laugh!"

Gong Xue was angry at his virtue and hated herself for being incompetent. She looked at him for a long time and suddenly her eyes turned red: "I don't understand anything. Anyway, anyway... no matter what happens to you, I will be with you."

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay, it's not that bad!"

Chen Qi didn't play around when he saw this. He rubbed her hair and comforted her softly.

…………

The group left Berlin, and the event magazine sent them off with a piece of news: “The debut of Chinese films is complicated, and it may also illustrate some of the duality of what this country is experiencing, with one side being conservative and serious, and the other side craving for openness.

In any case, I hope to see more and more Chinese films appearing in Berlin and even on the world stage. "

Fang Yurong never talked to Chen Qi again.

As usual, they arrived in Hong Kong first, and it was already late February. The box office of "Tai Chi" finally distanced itself from "Modern Bodyguard" and reached 15 million!

It surpassed last year's champion "Junior Brother" and broke the record since the opening of Hong Kong films. The Hong Kong media was in a commotion again.

Fu Qi stayed in Hong Kong to deal with some matters and would go to the mainland in a few days, while Chen Qi and others took a flight back to Shanghai and then back to the capital from Shanghai. Their trip lasted for 22 days.

Neither long nor short, but it is the beginning.