Middle age: leisurely life in the entertainment industry

"Golden Horse Award?"

"Yes, if this kind of literary film can win an award at the Golden Horse Awards, it will be more effective than if you go to ten cities for a road show."

"Husband, do you think this film might win the Golden Horse Award?" Meili was surprised and happy.

"Why not? Don't underestimate yourself, have confidence!" Yu Dongqing laughed after hearing this: "I just don't know if the deadline for Golden Horse Awards registration has come?"

"I'll call and ask right away." Lao Xu next to him immediately took out his mobile phone.

If you can really participate in the Golden Horse Awards, even if you don't win but are just shortlisted, it will be a great honor.

Including him as the producer.

Lao Xu took his mobile phone and made a call, and finally said to Yu Dongqing: "I asked, it's not too late to sign up now."

"Old Xu, then hurry up and submit the film for review!" Meiliang became excited.

"But it will take a while for the film to be submitted for review. You know those gentlemen." Old Xu looked a little embarrassed.

"Look to Li Wan and let him find a way." Yu Dongqing interjected.

"Okay." Lao Xu immediately called his boss to explain the situation in detail.

At this time, Li Wan was still on the high-speed train from Shanghai to Nanjing.

no way.

The filming of "The Wandering Earth 2" in Shanghai is in full swing, and the filming of "I'm Not the God of Medicine" in Nanjing is also busy.

As a producer, he travels back and forth between the two cities. Fortunately, the distance is not far.

After receiving a call from Lao Xu and listening to his detailed report, Li Wan laughed:

"Hollywood and Mingliang are such an interesting couple. My husband won the Golden Horse Award, and my wife wants to win it too? Okay, hurry up and apply, and leave the rest to me. I'll make sure the film enters the competition on time!"

Sure enough, just four days later, Meiliang received approval from the relevant departments - agreeing to film "Roadside Picnic" in Baodao.

I hurriedly hurriedly and finally sent the relevant information to the Golden Horse Awards Organizing Committee on the last day of the registration deadline.

"Okay, wife, thank you for your hard work. Now you can rest at home and wait for the good news." Yu Dongqing said with a smile.

But Meili suddenly became worried about gains and losses, and watched the news about the Golden Horse Awards online every day.

"Husband, do you think you can win the prize?" Tonight, Meimei checked her phone for a while and asked suddenly.

Yu Dongqing was sitting on the sofa drinking tea. Hearing what Meimei said, she asked, "What news have you seen again?"

"It is said online that there are many entries for this year's Golden Horse Awards and the competition is fierce."

"Daughter-in-law, can you have some confidence in yourself?" Yu Dongqing said with a smile.

"Actually, as long as I can be shortlisted for Best Director, I will be satisfied." Mei Liang finally said.

But the news came quickly. In early December, Yu Dongqing was slowly drinking tea in his tea room at noon when he heard a bright voice coming from outside.

"My husband's "Roadside Picnic" has been shortlisted for the Golden Horse Award for Best Director!" Before he finished speaking, people ran in with excitement on their faces.

"Congratulations, congratulations." Yu Dongqing joked, "I remember you once won the Golden Horse Award for Best Actress. I have never seen you so excited."

"That's different." Meimei said seriously. "Being an actor in "The Swordsman" was just a sideshow for me. Being a director and filming is what I love most."

Ah?

"Okay, my great director Ming, you will direct and film movies well from now on."

"What about you? Husband?"

"As for me, I will be a screenwriter and write a script for you!"

"Honey, you are so kind!" Meiliang threw herself at Yu Dongqing and kissed him.

Why.

As an old married couple, this is still the case.

"Husband, the Golden Horse Awards ceremony will be held on the 16th. Do you think I can go?" Meiliang asked.

"Go, of course you go! Maybe you can come back with a trophy."

"Then I'll go? Lele will be taken care of by you."

"go Go."

Yu Dongqing had already seen from his wife's eyes that her heart had probably flown to the Golden Horse Awards evening party.

"Husband, if I go to Taipei, can I stay a few more days? I want to communicate more with my colleagues in Taipei."

"No problem, let's take a look around. The scenery on Treasure Island is pretty good. Last time Li Yunjie and I went to Taipei, it was quite fun."

"Then I'd better let Lele go back to live with my mother. I'm worried that you won't be able to take care of her."

Why.

It's just a little kid who's still in kindergarten. What can't he take care of if he stays at home at night? Not to mention there is a nanny.

Forget it, just listen to your wife.

"Lele comes over, let Xiaxia go over too, I'll look after the house alone."

hey-hey

You can eat Lao Ma’s miscellaneous sauce noodles again.

It’s been a long time since I’ve eaten, so I’m thinking about it.

On December 13, Meimei took a plane to Taipei with her suitcase. Yu Dongqing was naturally worried about her daughter-in-law going to Taipei alone. She had already arranged for Yang Liu to find a careful girl in the studio to be Meimei's assistant.

When Mingliang went to Taipei, the nanny temporarily went to her father-in-law's house in Houhai, and Yu Dongqing was alone again. That night, he did not cook but went to Lao Ma's noodle shop.

There was snow falling outside, and there were not many pedestrians at Yu Dongqing Hutong. Yu Dongqing suddenly remembered the pancake stall that had been set up at the entrance of the noodle shop.

But now it's deserted.

Maybe it’s not the opening time yet?

Yu Dongqing thought about pushing open the thick door curtain of the noodle shop.

It's warm as spring inside.

"Hey, Master Yu, you are here." When Lao Ma saw Yu Dongqing coming in, he immediately greeted with a smile: "What? My wife is on a business trip?"

Lao Ma also knew that if his wife was at home, Yu Dongqing would not come to his noodle shop to eat.

"Going to a movie award ceremony." Yu Dongqing was vague and didn't say anything specific.

However, this still got Lao Ma's admiration: "You two are such a match made in heaven. What can you do if you can both film and eat? Lao San?"

"The third chapter."

"okay."

It's dinner time now, and there are more people eating in the noodle shop, so the speed up there is slower.

But Yu Dongqing was not in a hurry, there was nothing to do when he got home anyway.

After waiting for half an hour, Boss Ma served the noodles with an apology on his face:

"Master Yu, I'm sorry, my guy has something to do at home today, so I'll cook the noodles slowly."

"It's okay." Yu Dongqing smiled and picked up the chopsticks.

The store was busy, so the boss naturally wouldn't come over to chat. Yu Dongqing finished the noodles slowly, picked up his phone and went to the other side, scanned the QR code posted on it to pay, and suddenly thought of Lao Ma who was busy.

"Boss Ma, is that pancake stand still there?"

"Yes, but I came out late today. I will probably arrive around ten o'clock."

"so late?"

"I'm worried about the urban management."

Yu Dongqing said oh without saying anything.

"What's wrong, want to eat?"

"I think it tastes pretty good and I want to make breakfast tomorrow morning, but it's a pity that she won't set up a stall in the morning."

"Then come back later and I'll ask her to leave a copy for you."

"okay."

Yu Dongqing said and walked out the door.

I haven’t eaten it for a long time, just to try it fresh.

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