Back to 80: My Literary Life

"What's wrong with him?" Fang Minghua was a little confused.

"You called in Los Angeles to tell me that Wang Shuo asked Feng Xiaogang to film the script he wrote. I specially asked people from the Beijing office to investigate Feng Xiaogang's abilities. The investigation was shocking!"

"The film "I Am Your Dad" co-directed by him and Wang Shuo was blocked, and the film "Living an Embarrassing Life" directed by him was stopped ten days after it was launched. The two feature-length TV series "Love" and "Backside of the Moon" has not been allowed to be broadcast in the Yanjing area. It seems that Feng Xiaogang has been "relegated to another volume"!

After hearing Song Tangtang's words, Fang Minghua was also surprised. He didn't expect Feng Xiaogang to be in such a mess?

No wonder I couldn't help but sympathize with him when I saw him acting so humble in Yanjing.

"But Feng Xiaogang still has two skills in making movies." Fang Minghua said, "If you look at the script tomorrow, I think it can still be invested in filming."

"Since you agree, it means there is no problem. I will tell Liu Xiaoguang after work tomorrow and ask him to ask Feng Xiaogang to come to Xijing to discuss investing in and starting filming." Song Tangtang replied, suddenly thinking of something else.

"Minghua, hurry up and buy you a mobile phone."

"What's wrong?"

If you look at your colleagues and friends, they either have mobile phones or pagers, but you have nothing. Don't you think your big brother is too bulky? Now the new mobile phone has been launched last year. All the senior executives of our company have replaced it with Nokia 8110. It is small and exquisite and has a sliding cover. It is very fashionable! I can't find you in the province! "

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His wife forced her to buy a mobile phone, but Fang Minghua could only agree.

"Then let me buy you a car? You've been driving your Mazda for ten years and it's time to replace it." Fang Minghua looked attentive.

After hearing this, Song Tangtang glanced at him:

"Did you buy Lili a Mercedes-Benz in San Francisco and buy it for me as soon as you come back, treating everyone equally?"

"Mercedes-Benz is not bold enough, just lengthen the Lincoln!" Fang Minghua said.

"Extended Lincoln? Is our Nanfang Lane the only one that can be turned in?" Song Tangtang snorted: "Now there are more and more people and traffic near Chaoyangmen. It is sometimes a bit difficult to drive a Mazda in."

"Yes, the traffic here is indeed getting more and more congested. No, let's find another place to live." Fang Minghua said.

"Okay, don't worry about it. Is there any place in the city that's not blocked right now?"

This is true.

Wait for Qujiang to develop in a few years and buy a villa there.

Fang Minghua thought to himself.

Two days later, Song Tangtang took Fang Minghua to the post and telecommunications office and bought a Nokia 8110. Fang Minghua also went to a car dealer in the southern suburbs to pick up a new car for his wife. Of course, he wouldn't buy a stretched Lincoln, but a BMW 7 that was recently launched. System - 740i.

The total cost is over one million.

As for Feng Xiaogang, he left the matter to Song Tangtang, and Fang Minghua no longer worried about it. He believed in his wife's ability.

A week later, Feng Xiaogang came to Xijing. At Shengshi Film and Television, the two parties signed an investment and filming contract after discussion. Shengshi Film and Television will invest 6 million yuan.

Feng Xiaogang issued a military order on the spot: all filming and production will be completed before the end of the year, and we will strive to release it after New Year's Day!

Afterwards, Feng Xiaogang went to the South Square of Chaoyangmen to visit Fang Minghua. Unfortunately, Fang Minghua was not at home that day and drove to the Weishui River to fish alone.

Today was not the weekend, and Bai Miao and the others were quite busy, so Fang Minghua simply drove to a place called Dacaowanzi by the Weishui River and sat on a pony and stayed there for a long time.

It’s great to just leave your phone at home and no one will bother you.

The weather is sunny and windy, but even if you can't catch a fish, it's good to sit here and enjoy the spring scenery.

Just when Fang Minghua was sitting by the river in Xijing and quietly enjoying the beautiful spring scenery, at the Yan Film Academy in Yanjing, a boy was sitting on the railing by the roadside.

He is Jia Zhangke, a boy from Fenyang, a small county in Shanxi Province. After graduating from high school, he took the exam for three years and finally got admitted to the Department of Literature of Yanzhou University of Science and Technology, fulfilling his dream of "saving the country through curves".

After four years of study, I am now facing graduation.

At this time, he looked a little confused. Instead of admiring the beautiful seniors passing by, he stared blankly at the lawn.

It's just that there was a sandstorm in Yanjing two days ago, and the lawn was covered with gray.

"Zhang Ke, what are you looking at here?"

Someone was calling him.

Without looking up, Jia Zhangke knew it was his classmate and friend Wang Hongwei who was studying in the Department of Literature of Yandian University when listening to the Mandarin with a strong Henan accent.

Thin, wearing glasses, hair a little long.

Wang Hongwei blew the dust on the railing and sat down next to him.

"What are you looking at? Beauty?"

"No, lawn." Jia Zhangke raised his head slightly.

"What does it look like? It's all gray."

"Does it look like our Fenyang? Everything is gray." Jia Zhangke murmured.

"Hey, Zhang Ke, have you missed your script again?" Wang Hongwei immediately understood what his friend was thinking.

Although he studied literature in college, Jia Zhangke’s favorite thing is movies.

"Yes, once the script is written, we don't have money to shoot it, so we have to find someone to invest."

"Who are you looking for?"

"How about Shengshi Film and Television in Xijing?" Jia Zhangke turned his head and looked at his friend.

"Shengshi Film and Television? That is one of the richest film companies in the country. The problem is that they are trying to ignore you? You are not a famous director. No, you are not even a director. You studied literature!"

There was a hint of ridicule in Wang Hongwei's tone.

Jia Zhangke did not get angry. Instead, he looked at the gray grass again and said slowly: "In 1991, I failed the college entrance examination for the first time. I felt very depressed and stayed at home all day without going out. I read books and magazines when I had nothing to do."

Wang Hongwei felt a little puzzled. Why did this guy suddenly talk about the past?

But he did not interrupt him but listened patiently.

"One day, I saw a novel called "Hello! Mr. Tree" published in Yanhe Magazine." Jia Zhangke continued.

"Isn't it written by the famous writer Minghua?" Wang Hongwei interrupted.

"Yes, I felt like it was about our Fenyang, and Mr. Shu was the guy in the yard, wasn't he? So I suddenly had an impulse to bring this novel to the big screen and film it in the future!"

"Did you start wanting to make a movie from that time?"

"Yes, but I couldn't even get into the literature department of Yandian University, which was the easiest to get into, so I was a little discouraged, so I wrote a letter to Minghua, telling him about my frustration and distress."

"Fuck! You actually wrote to Minghua? Did he reply to you?" Wang Hongwei screamed.

"He replied!" Jia Zhangke's tone became excited: "He encouraged me in his reply, told me to work hard, and I would definitely be admitted to Yandian University, and said that if I wanted to make this movie "Hell! Mr. Shu" in the future, he would leave it to me!"

"Oh, did Minghua really say that?" Wang Hongwei was shocked.

"Why would I lie to you? "Hell! Mr. Tree" is so well written. I don't think I have the ability now, but I can make this script of mine!"

"Then why are you still standing there? Hurry up and write a letter to Minghua! It has long been rumored that the shadow behind Shengshi Film and Television is Minghua! It's okay if he approves!"

"Okay, I'll go back and write it now!" Jia Zhangke stood up, patted the dust off his butt, and walked towards the dormitory.

"Hey, it's agreed that I'm the protagonist, the male lead, right?" Wang Hongwei shouted at Jia Zhangke's back.