Back to 80: My Literary Life

"Beautiful California Girl"?

I don't think I've ever heard of this name.

"Who is the director? What is the content? Is Sissi the first female lead?" Fang Minghua asked.

"The director's name is John Griffith. It's a school drama, and Sissi plays the second female lead." Liu Xiaoli told the truth: "You also know that American films rarely feature Chinese as heroines."

That's it.

The director is not famous either!

"Not the first female lead? Then you invited Sissi because of Sissi's reputation in the United States, right?" Fang Minghua asked while waving his fan.

"Well, I guess so, but they said it won't affect the start of Harry Potter filming." Liu Xiaoli replied.

In fact, there is another reason she has not mentioned yet:

The salary offered by the other party was very high, 4.5 million US dollars, which was higher than the salary of "Harry Potter"!

"I think let's forget it. Sissi has a certain celebrity status now. Don't randomly accept films from unknown directors! Have you told Mr. Song?" Fang Minghua asked.

Although Liu Xiaoli is Liu Yifei's agent, Liu Yifei signed a contract with Shengshi Film and Television, and she must obtain the approval of Shengshi Film and Television to accept the film.

"Not yet, I plan to discuss it with you first." Liu Xiaoli replied.

"Then there's no need to tell Mr. Song." Fang Minghua said lightly.

"Okay." Liu Xiaoli was a little disappointed, but she didn't dare to say anything in front of Fang Minghua and lowered her head slightly.

Seeing her like this, Fang Minghua thought for a while and added: "Don't be in a hurry to let Sissi earn money. Let her learn more and enrich her cultural knowledge when she has time. She still has a long way to go. Mr. Song and I are worried." Will she have no resources in the future?”

"Yeah, yeah, I listen to you." Liu Xiaoli said quickly.

"Okay, it's almost time. It's time for me to go back to bed. You should also go to bed early." Fang Minghua stood up after saying this.

"Good night, godfather." Liu Yifei said quickly.

"Good night."

After Fang Minghua left, Liu Xiaoli was not in a hurry to leave. Instead, she sat on the couch, looking at the dark night in the distance, thinking about something.

Liu Yifei stayed with her mother. After a while, she couldn't help but said: "Mom, it's time to go back to bed."

"Um"

Liu Xiaoli woke up from her dream and stood up

The two went downstairs. Liu Xiaoli glanced at the bright lights in Fang Minghua's bedroom, sighed slightly, and returned to her room.

Early the next morning, Fang Minghua was still running along the road of the manor. After returning, he took a shower and changed clothes, and then ate in the restaurant with Liu Xiaoli and her daughter.

Originally, according to Fang Minghua's plan, he was going to take a plane back to San Francisco immediately, but Liu Xiaoli invited him to sit in her new home.

"Minghua, I'll make Northeastern stew for you. I dare say that no one in Los Angeles can cook it as delicious as me."

Indeed.

Fang Minghua also asked the chef of the manor to cook it once, but he always felt that something was missing.

"Okay." Fang Minghua agreed: "I'll go back tonight."

The three of them packed their luggage, and the driver took them to the Bel Air community where Liu Xiaoli lived, and soon stopped in front of a villa.

When Liu Xiaoli bought this villa last time, Fang Minghua came to see it together. This time when he walked into the room, the style and layout inside had changed drastically.

The sofas, carpets, curtains, and decorative paintings on the walls have all been replaced with new ones, all in white, beige, and blue, giving people a fresh and fashionable feeling.

Liu Xiaoli's aesthetics has always been online.

Follow Liu Xiaoli to visit the second floor, which is basically full of bedrooms and study rooms.

"This room belongs to Sissi." Fang Minghua said, pointing to the pink room.

Next door to Liu Yifei is her study, which used to be Liu Xiaoli's bedroom. It is simple and elegant, mainly in cream color, and full of warmth.

There is another study room in the past, and it seems that Liu Xiaoli prepared it for herself.

There is also a bedroom at the far end. Different from the two women's living rooms just now, this bedroom is mainly dark blue and light gray, which is very suitable for men to live in.

"This is a guest room." Liu Xiaoli explained: "But I don't have any relatives in Los Angeles, and I won't let ordinary people live in it. I just keep it for you. If you are tired, you can rest here."

"I'm not tired yet." Fang Minghua smiled and went downstairs.

The three of them chatted for a while on the sofa in the living room, and Fang Minghua wanted to go out and walk around.

"Sissi, you take your godfather out for a walk, and I'll cook for you." After saying that, Liu Xiaoli walked into the kitchen.

"Okay mom, godfather, let's go out and play." Liu Yifei took Fang Minghua's hand.

The two of them left the villa and wandered around the community.

Fang Minghua found that the environment in the Seacliff neighborhood in San Francisco was similar to the one he was living in now. There were villas all around, the environment was clean and tidy, and there were lawns all around.

More importantly, there were no other people on the road and it seemed very quiet.

At this time, a cold drink shop appeared on the roadside. Liu Yifei stared at the ice cream advertisement posted on the door while walking.

"What, you want to eat?" Fang Minghua asked with a smile.

"Yeah." The little girl nodded quickly: "But my mother won't let me eat it, saying that eating it will make me fat."

Oh?

In Xijing, Song Tangtang also refused to buy food for her children, saying that this was unclean and that was not nutritious.

However, Fang Minghua didn't care so much. He took his children out on the street and bought everything for the children, especially his daughter. As a result, his wife knew that he had been criticized several times.

Now when Liu Yifei said this, she smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. What do you like to eat? My godfather will buy it for you."

"Thank you, godfather, I want to eat this! I want the strawberry flavor." Liu Yifei immediately pointed to one of the largest ice creams and said.

In less than two minutes, Liu Yifei was happily eating a big bucket of ice cream.

Seeing the little girl eating happily, Fang Minghua asked, "Is it delicious?"

"It's delicious, godfather, try it." The little girl immediately scooped a spoonful and handed it to Fang Minghua.

Huh?

This is more caring than my daughter.

I remember buying ice cream on Xijing Street, Fang Minghua deliberately teased his daughter to feed her father a bite, but the daughter said that he should buy it himself!

Tasted it.

It tasted good.

"Yeah, delicious." Fang Minghua nodded.

The little girl wanted to feed it, Fang Minghua smiled and declined.

Eating a bucket of ice cream with a little girl is nothing.

Finally, we came to a school.

Because it was not time for school to start yet, it was very quiet inside.

"I will go to school here when school starts, and my mother has already contacted it." Liu Yifei said.

Liu Yifei is now in the ninth grade in the United States, which is the third grade in China. Fang Minghua followed her in for a walk.

This is a private middle school with a very good environment and school buildings. The junior high school and high school are together. If nothing unexpected happens, Liu Yifei will finish her middle school here.

"Xixi, after you finish high school, are you going to go to college in the United States or return to China?" Fang Minghua asked.

"Well, I haven't thought about it yet. I asked my mother, and she said she would discuss it with you when the time comes." Liu Yifei said.

Fang Minghua nodded and said.

"No matter where you go, you must study hard now. Although you will be an actor in the future, cultural courses are also very important, understand?"

Unconsciously, he put on a stern face and acted as a parent.

In this situation, his daughter Ruirui curled her lips and looked indifferent, and Fang Minghua couldn't do anything about her.

However, Liu Yifei nodded obediently: "Yeah, my mother said so too. Otherwise, if you act in the future, others will scold you for being an embroidered pillow without knowledge and culture."

Ha.

Better than his own daughter.

Fang Minghua touched the little girl's head with satisfaction.

The two of them wandered around outside for more than an hour before returning to the villa. Liu Xiaoli had already changed into her home clothes and was busy in the kitchen.

Fang Minghua had nothing to do, so he sat in the living room reading a book, while Liu Yifei went to the next room to play the piano.

Fang Minghua listened carefully for a while, and it was the first movement of Beethoven's "Moonlight Sonata".

This is considered an intermediate level, and it is played quite well.

Of course, it is far inferior to her baby Ruirui.

At lunch, Liu Xiaoli really served a pot of Northeastern stew, and a plate of wild mushrooms and cabbage stir-fried with vegetables, which was simple but very delicious.

Liu Xiaoli said she wanted to open a bottle of red wine, but Fang Minghua refused.

I just drank wine last night, so I should avoid this stuff.

After dinner, Fang Minghua has the habit of taking a nap.

Liu Xiaoli invited him to lie down in the guest room on the second floor for a while, and Fang Minghua was not polite.

"If you want to take a shower, there is a bathroom in the bedroom, and it has everything." Liu Xiaoli said.

It's so hot now, so of course I'll go to the study room after taking a shower. Fang Minghua went in and saw that it was all men's products, from underwear to pajamas, all brand new.

After taking a shower, I changed my clothes and lay on the bed, feeling very comfortable.

Ha.

Do you really treat this place as your own home again?