Rebirth of Siheyuan starts in the 1980s

Chapter 413 Do you look down on me? Or can’t you trust me?

To be honest, Cao Zhiqiang was a little disappointed after actually meeting his childhood idol, Yu Feihong, who plays "The Fairy".

It’s not that this Yu Feihong is not beautiful, and lacks that kind of temperament and charm,

In fact, strictly speaking, although Yu Feihong is only twelve years old now, she is already quite good-looking.

Big eyes, fair skin, two black braids, paired with a light yellow dress and pink plastic sandals, at least in this era, it is really eye-catching.

To use a fashionable saying, Yu Feihong's dress at this time is very fashionable, and she looks like a lady at first glance.

In fact, that's right. Yu Feihong's parents are both intellectuals, and they are not particularly poor in money. They also danced since childhood, which is really different from ordinary children.

As the so-called moving Qi nourishes the body, the superior family conditions and natural appearance make the twelve-year-old Yu Feihong look particularly youthful.

However, perhaps due to his fixed mindset, Cao Zhiqiang's impression of Yu Feihong still remains at the mature and charming Fairy Jinghong, or the mature and self-reliant Yao Lan in "Little Husband".

To put it bluntly, Yu Feihong's definition of Cao Zhiqiang is an independent and self-reliant high-quality mature woman, not this little girl who is spooky, lively and full of energy.

Furthermore, Yu Feihong was only twelve years old at this time, and her face and figure were not open, which meant that her big eyes and white skin were a plus. If we really talk about her appearance, she was honestly not as beautiful as Cao Zhiqiang's god-sister Qiao Simei at this time.

In short, Yu Feihong at this time can be regarded as a fashionable and beautiful little girl, but when it comes to stunning, she is not really amazing.

It seemed that Cao Zhiqiang had been staring at Yu Feihong for a long time, and since he was a stranger, Yu Feihong, who was wearing a dress, was a little scared and subconsciously hid behind her father.

As for her father, he also moved a step slightly and asked Cao Zhiqiang with a smile: "What do you call this comrade?"

Cao Zhiqiang was startled by the sudden appearance of an adult in front of his eyes. He looked up at Yu Feihong's father, who had a faint smile on his face but slightly wary eyes. After blinking, he immediately came back to his senses.

"Oops, misunderstanding!" Cao Zhiqiang scratched his head and smiled deliberately, then took out a business card, "I'm sorry, I was distracted just now and scared the child, right? Blame me. Blame me."

Yu Feihong's father smiled slightly, took the business card and looked at it, then he was slightly surprised: "The president of Peking Hongguang Publishing House, the general manager of Huaxia Audio and Video Company, and the director of Hongguang Film Factory, Cao Zhiqiang?"

"Yes, I am exactly that." Cao Zhiqiang smiled and nodded.

Immediately afterwards, without waiting for Yu Feihong's father to ask questions, Cao Zhiqiang smiled and explained: "The movie Guting Love was fully produced by our Hongguang Film Studio.

In fact, I am not only the director of the film studio, but also the screenwriter, director and leading actor of this movie.

And your daughter will play one of the male protagonist's sisters this time, and she will play my sister in the play.

Then, I had been discussing acting skills with the director and the heroine for a whole day, and my mind was a little dizzy, so when I saw your daughter, I suddenly lost my mind and thought about the plot again, so I was a little rude.

Ah, right!"

Speaking of this, Cao Zhiqiang took out a piece of fruit candy from his pocket, squatted down with a smile, and spread his hands towards Yu Feihong: "Little sister, it was my brother who was wrong just now. He was distracted and kept staring at you. Isn't it scary?

?I’ll give you a candy as an apology, okay?”

Yu Feihong looked at his father, then at Cao Zhiqiang, and finally at the fruit candy in his hand.

Just when Cao Zhiqiang thought that the other party would not want it, and was about to stand up again and give the candy to Yu Feihong's father, Yu Feihong suddenly smiled, decisively walked out from behind his father, and grabbed the fruit candy in Cao Zhiqiang's hand: "Hmph

, I forgive you."

At this time, Yu Feihong suddenly slapped his head: "Wait a minute, Beiping Hongguang Publishing House, the name looks so familiar... Ah, I remember it, is it the same publishing house that published "Jiang Hu Xing"?"

Cao Zhiqiang was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile: "Yes, we published it."

Upon hearing this, Yu Feihong suddenly became excited: "In that case, do you know the poet Qiangzi?"

Cao Zhiqiang looked at Yu Feihong, then nodded with a smile: "Of course I know him."

Yu Feihong immediately widened his eyes and took a step forward: "Well, can you ask me and the poet Qiangzi for an autograph? I like to listen to his poetry very much and am a fan of his poetry!"

"Feihong!" Yu Feihong's father quickly scolded him gently, "How do you talk? How can you ask for something from someone as soon as you come here? How did I teach you before?"

Cao Zhiqiang immediately laughed: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. It's rare for a child to have a sincere heart."

After a pause, Cao Zhiqiang bent down and looked at Yu Feihong with a smile: "Little sister, are you really a fan of Qiangzi's poetry?"

"Of course!" Yu Feihong nodded, "I am really a fan of his poetry!"

"So, have you read his poems?" Cao Zhiqiang continued to ask with a smile.

"Of course!" Yu Feihong nodded, "Even though I'm still young, I can understand a little bit.

However, I don’t really like Qiangzi’s first famous song “Seeing and Not Seeing”, I prefer his later song “Journey to Jianghu”, if you don’t believe me, I will recite it to you!”

Speaking of this, Yu Feihong put her hands on her back, straightened her waist, and started to recite directly:

"The world is dominated by my generation,

Once you enter the world, time rushes by.

Huangtu Hegemony is talking and laughing,

It's too much to be drunk in life.

Carrying a sword and riding astride, wielding the ghost rain,

The bones are as white as a mountain bird flying in fright.

Earthly things are like tides and people are like water,

I just sigh that a few people in the world have returned."

Hearing this, Cao Zhiqiang was surprised: "Hey, you really memorized it, every word is correct! It seems that you really like this poem."

"Of course." Yu Feihong nodded, and then smiled slyly, "So, since you are the president of that publishing house, you must be a high official. Can you help me get the autograph of the poet Qiangzi?"

Cao Zhiqiang laughed loudly behind his hands: "Okay, do you have a pen and paper? I'll give it to you right now."

"Give it to me now?" Yu Feihong looked at Cao Zhiqiang in surprise, "How can you give it to me?

Do you carry the autograph of the poet Qiangzi with you?

You don’t think I’m a kid and it’s easy to be deceived, so you’re trying to evade me in this way, right?”

Cao Zhiqiang smiled: "Don't you want the signature of the poet Qiangzi? Then let me tell you, he is right in front of you."

"He is right in front of me?" Yu Feihong looked at Cao Zhiqiang suspiciously, and then at Li Youfu next to Cao Zhiqiang.

Finally, Yu Feihong felt that Li Youfu didn't look like a poet, so he looked at Cao Zhiqiang again: "You won't say that you are the poet Qiangzi, right?"

"If it's fake, it's guaranteed!" Cao Zhiqiang smiled slightly, "So, don't you want the signature of the poet Qiangzi? Then I will sign it for you personally now, and it will be the autograph you want."

Yu Feihong blinked: "You really didn't lie to me?"

Cao Zhiqiang shook his head and said to Li Youfu next to him: "Old Li, she doesn't believe me, can you explain her?"

Li Youfu then laughed and stepped forward: "Little sister, what our president Cao said is true. He is really a poet and strong son. I can guarantee that."

Yu Feihong nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, then give me a signature quickly, but I don't have paper and pen with me now."

Speaking of this, Yu Feihong looked at his father: "Dad, can you lend me a small notebook and give me a pen?"

Yu Feihong's father smiled bitterly, and then touched Yu Feihong's head lovingly. As a result, Yu Feihong immediately ran away, preventing her father from touching her head.

Father Yu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and shook his head, then took out a notebook and a pen from his backpack.

"I'm sorry." When he handed the notebook and pen to Cao Zhiqiang, Yu Feihong's father was still apologizing, "I've caused you trouble."

"It's okay." Cao Zhiqiang smiled slightly.

Look, Cao Zhiqiang signed the book with a pen and returned it to Yu Feihong's father.

"Give it to me!" Yu Feihong said quickly, "Mine, daddy, give it to me quickly!"

Father Yu smiled bitterly again and handed the book signed by Cao Zhiqiang to Yu Feihong.

Yu Feihong opened it, looked at it, laughed, then raised her head and flattened her mouth, and said to Cao Zhiqiang: "Your handwriting isn't very good either."

"Feihong!" Yu Feihong's father frowned and scolded her again. After all, what she just said was really rude.

"It's okay, it's okay." Cao Zhiqiang waved to Yu Feihong's father.

Immediately afterwards, Cao Zhiqiang bent down again and said to Yu Feihong: "Yes, my handwriting is not very good, which made you laugh."

Upon hearing Cao Zhiqiang's voluntary admission, Yu Feihong pursed her lips and stopped talking. She seemed to feel that she had gone too far.

Seeing that the ghostly Yu Feihong stopped talking and Cao Zhiqiang straightened up again, Li Youfu smiled and said: "Everyone, it's getting late and the train station is crowded. Let's go back to the guest house first.

If you have anything to do, go back to the guest house and stay there, then sit down and talk slowly."

"Yes, yes." Cao Zhiqiang chuckled, "Look, I was here to pick someone up, why did I forget this?"

But soon, Cao Zhiqiang added: "But the guest house at Yuhong Machinery Factory has a limited environment, the facilities are too old, and the supporting facilities are not complete.

Otherwise, Mr. Yu, how about you and your daughter stay at my place and I can arrange a new place for you two?"

Yu Feihong's father smiled and said: "That's very polite, we can do it."

Cao Zhiqiang smiled slightly, looked at Li Youfu next to him, and then nodded.

Li Youfu immediately understood that Cao Zhiqiang wanted to take the father and daughter to stay at the Jinling Hotel.

Although Li Youfu didn't quite understand why Cao Zhiqiang was so enthusiastic about a young actor and his parents, since it was the boss who spoke, he naturally agreed to everything.

Soon, the group came to a 212 jeep, and then Li Youfu got into the driver's seat, and Cao Zhiqiang got into the passenger seat.

As for Yu Feihong and her father, they were both sitting in the back row.

This car belongs to Yuhong Machinery Factory. Li Youfu was able to lend this car and drive it himself. It seems that he has been dealing with Yuhong Machinery Factory a lot during this time, and his relationship must be quite deep.

Otherwise, Yuhong Machinery Factory would not let an outsider, Li Youfu, drive.

Of course, Cao Zhiqiang doesn't ask or want to care about how Li Youfu communicated with Yuhong Machinery Factory, as long as it works.

Originally, Yu Feihong and her father were quite quiet on the road, but when the car stopped at the gate of Jinling Hotel and Cao Zhiqiang got out of the car first, Yu Feihong and her father were stunned.

"This, this..." Looking up at the nearly towering Jinling Hotel, which is currently the tallest building in the country, Yu Feihong's father looked confused, "President Cao, you are not going to let us stay here, are you?"

"That's right." Cao Zhiqiang said with a smile, "Come on, it's getting late. Come in with me quickly and have a rest early."

Yu Feihong's father quickly waved his hand: "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, it's too expensive!"

After a pause, Yu Feihong's father said sternly: "President Cao, I have also heard of this Jinling Hotel. I heard that it is the tallest building in the country, and the housing prices are extremely expensive.

We, we definitely can’t afford to live in this kind of place!”

Cao Zhiqiang was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "That's it, don't worry, you don't have to pay for it, I will pay for it myself."

"That can't be helped." Yu Feihong's father shook his head and waved his hands again.

"President Cao, I just brought my daughter here for filming this time. I agreed before that my daughter will come here to film for a few days, which can be as short as three days or as long as a week."

"That's right." Cao Zhiqiang said, "Your daughter only plays a supporting role, and the actual filming time is not long. What does it matter if she lives here? It's only two or three days."

Indeed, Yu Feihong came here this time and was scheduled to play the male lead's eldest sister, so she didn't have many roles.

When making a movie, you don’t have to start from scratch. If you know the plot of the whole scene very clearly, you can shoot scenes with some supporting characters first.

For example, the male protagonist's sister mainly appears at the beginning and end of the film. Although she also appears in the middle, she basically interacts with the male protagonist.

Therefore, if we shoot the scene involving Yu Feihong first, we can finish filming her part in two or three days, and then let Yu Feihong and her father go home early.

Yu Feihong's father sighed: "No reward for no merit. Although this filming may only last for two or three days, I have heard a little bit about the consumption here. This is completely beyond the treatment of ordinary supporting actors, right?"

After all, we agreed before that we would stay in a guest house, but now it’s like this, I’m not living in a safe place.”

Upon hearing this, Cao Zhiqiang immediately knew that the other party was acting out of pride.

Also, during this period, the Jinling Hotel was a real gold-selling den. A standard room cost 650 yuan a day, which was simply unaffordable for ordinary people.

And Yu Feihong's father is also very clear about the positioning of himself and his daughter, so he doesn't want to live here.

"Mr. Yu, what you said is wrong." Cao Zhiqiang said.

"Wrong, what's wrong?" Yu Feihong's father asked.

Cao Zhiqiang said seriously: "Actually, this is the case. I have reserved four rooms here for a long time. They are for me to live alone, the assistant director to live in a separate room, the heroine to live in a separate room, and the two rooms I brought with me.

My sister lives alone in a room.

Even though the room rate is expensive, that's for the public.

But in fact, the manager of this hotel has a cooperative relationship with us. If we book a room for a long time, the price will not be expensive.

I didn't think much about it at first, but seeing that your daughter is so young, it would be too dangerous if she was crowded into a dirty guest house.

Your daughter is so beautiful, what would you do if she met someone dishonest?

It just so happened that I had already booked four rooms here, but there were very few people staying there, so I couldn't stay satisfied at all.

You can live in a room with our assistant director Xu, and your daughter can live with the heroine.

In fact, if you don't live there, you won't be able to save money on the room fee, and it's not calculated on a per-capita basis.

Moreover, both the male and female protagonists and the director live here, which makes it convenient for filming.

Besides, it’s too disrespectful for you to leave after you’ve already come.

Even if you don't give me face, you still have to consider your daughter, right?

There are public toilets in the guest house, and there are people from all walks of life.

Do you really feel safe staying in a guest house with your daughter?"

Yu Feihong took her father's hand at this time: "Dad, I think they are right. You have come and you are leaving. This is not giving face."

"That's right!" Cao Zhiqiang deliberately lowered his face, "Mr. Yu, why are you not as sensible as a child? I brought you here with good intentions, but you insist on leaving. What does this mean? Do you look down on me? Or can't you trust me?"

"No, no." Yu Feihong's father waved his hands with a grimace, "I just...well, forget it, in that case, let's stay here."

"Hey!" Cao Zhiqiang smiled and patted Yu Feihong's father on the shoulder, "That's right, like a father!"

Speaking of this, Cao Zhiqiang patted Yu Feihong's father on the back:

"Let's go in quickly so that we can arrange a room for you and have a rest early.

I have a lot of things to do, but I don’t have time to talk to you anymore.”

I'm so sick just hiding at home. Today I have a fever of 39 degrees Celsius. I feel dizzy and aching all over my body. I took ibuprofen and insisted on writing. It's really hard to let go this time!

(End of chapter)