Since 1983

"I am now presenting the most important Golden Bear Award for feature films at this year's film festival, and the winner is..."

The chairman of the jury, Guglielmo, paused for a moment before uttering a name: "Red Sorghum from China!"

boom!

The audience applauded like thunder, and there was great inconceivability in it.

Zhang Guoshi adjusted his suit and stepped onto the podium.

The suit was newly made before going abroad, cheap and very hard. He has always refused to wear this suit, including today, if the leader of the accompanying film studio said that it would damage the national dignity, he would still not wear it.

Zhang Guoshi took the trophy and held it high above his head. The mouth is big, the eyes are narrowed into a line, and the short thick eyebrows are desperately squeezed to the center of the eyebrows, making the grooves at the corners of the mouth more distinct.

Like the production captain in the village.

Hundreds of machines aimed at him, flashing lights intertwined into colorful fireworks, falling one after another—Jiang Wengong Li didn't come, and didn't apply for a visa.

This is a classic moment in the history of Chinese film. Before that, Chinese people have never appeared on the top three podiums, and the national flag has never been raised in front of the movie palace.

In later generations, if you win a prize one second, you will know it the next second. Not now, the information is extremely backward, only a few days after Zhang Guoshi returned with honor, the domestic media reported it one after another.

Ordinary people don't understand, but feel very proud, like when Li Na won the Grand Slam.

Zhang Guoshi has become a top domestic director, and the fifth generation has also become widely known.

There is no way to verify the reason for this name, but many people say that the definition of the fifth generation was first established, and then the first four generations were introduced.

Pure nonsense, there is no one, two, three, four, where does five come from?

When Xu Fei saw the newspaper, he had already returned after the Chinese New Year, and the sky was overwhelming and the heat wave was rolling.

He only felt that the current era was becoming more and more familiar, and that it was getting closer to future generations.

Of course, he just listened to it, and his focus was not on "Red Sorghum", but on a document just issued by the central government: "Implementation Plan for Implementing Housing System Reform in Cities and Towns across the Country in Phases and Batches".

...

The housing reform in 1988 had a huge impact.

The core is the commercialization of housing, increasing rents while increasing wages, and encouraging employees to real estate.

Here are the details:

In the era of welfare housing distribution, the state determines the area, standard, and rent (collected to maintain the house), and cannot be resold or restricted for subletting.

However, the situation of different units is different. Some units do not charge at all, and some charge a little symbolically, which is very meager.

Now the country wants housing reform, but there is not enough money to build commercial housing, so what should we do? It is very difficult for ordinary people to accept the concept of buying a house at once, so the first step is to increase the rent subsidy.

Raise the rent appropriately, and at the same time give you salary increases and subsidies, just to encourage you to buy this house.

In this way, the government can raise money to establish a housing fund, then build commercial housing, then sell it to make money, and build it again, and so on.

The original intention was good, but in actual operation, many units sold public housing at the price of cabbage to profit from it, and the central government quickly issued a document to stop it.

Anyway, this means that China's real estate market has started!

It means that Xu Fei can finally buy a house, can use flush toilets, can have heating, and can not be afraid of being flooded by heavy rain...

Of course not now, there are still a lot of crap now, the construction quality is not good, the apartment size is small, and there is no attention to lighting, transportation and supporting facilities. If you really want to buy it, you have to wait for two years.

Well, the key is that the house is small.

…………

In the morning, the train station.

As soon as the station opened, the crowd rushed out. Among them was a man and a woman. The woman was small and handsome;

Carrying big bags and small bags in their hands, wrapped in thick clothes, trekking long distances, extremely embarrassed - it was Deng Jie and Zhang Guoli.

"Let's wait, don't go astray."

"Can you come so early, it's still so cold."

The two found a flower bed and sat down. Zhang Guoli took off his scarf and took a breath of the air in the capital, which was crisp and biting. He is well-known in Sichuan, so he left everything and came to Beijing this time, so there is no way out.

"Teacher Xu keeps his word, let alone his friends."

Deng Jie thumped her old waist, her face was ashamed, she didn't have the slightest demeanor of Wang Xifeng.

"Old Deng!"

"Teacher Xu!"

After waiting for a long time, the two sides met. Zhang Guoli was ten years older, but he was very humble. He shook both hands, "Hello, hello, I've heard of you for a long time!"

"I've never appeared on camera, why have I been looking up to you for a long time?"

"Hey, Deng Jie talks about you every day."

"Don't mind, something will happen if you talk about it every day, let me carry one."

Xu Fei picked up a big bag, took them to the bus, turned to the third ring road and got off the bus.

"There's a housing reform, and it's difficult to rent a house. It's hard to find this one. You guys deal with it for a while, and when my yard is free, I'll move there."

There is no space in the courtyard, and there are two large courtyards, one is a studio and the other is so simple that they don't even have beds.

This is also a miscellaneous courtyard, with two wing rooms, and the conditions are similar to ordinary ones.

"I have negotiated everything. The rent is paid in January, and they will cover the water and electricity. I have paid for it in the first month, otherwise I will not be able to grab it. There are too many renters now."

"Oh, I have to give you the money!"

Zhang Guoli hurriedly took out his wallet, but was stopped by Xu Fei, "Okay, just treat me to a meal."

"That, that's too embarrassing!"

"Deng Jie and I have a revolutionary friendship, so don't be strangers, we are friends."

Tsk!

Zhang Guoli has a good impression of him, he is young, successful in his career, and it is rare that he is affectionate.

The two hurriedly cleaned up, made the bed and set the table, and soon they looked like they were living. Zhang Guoli was working, and suddenly slapped his head, "I have to make a call, I'll be back in a while!"

Not long after, Zhang Guoli returned to the room with a face full of apology, "Mijia Mountain will come soon, you said this is a big deal."

"Why is he in a hurry, can't wait two days?" Deng Jie was dissatisfied.

"It's very important to say, and I can't refuse, er, Teacher Xu..."

"It's okay, more people have more chopsticks, eat together!"

"Oh, that's good, that's good."

Zhang Guoli has filmed Emei Factory's films, and he has known Mijiashan for a long time. When "Stubborn Lord" was first launched, the two had made an appointment to cooperate, and now that he was in the capital, it was natural for him to meet.

Deng Jie is a good hand in life and career, and the hut is well organized.

Not long after, Mijiashan arrived, thin, wearing glasses, bearded, and with sharp eyes. He was surprised to meet Xu Fei, but he was polite and found a restaurant together.

The cheerful person immediately took out a script, "Look at it first."

Zhang Guoli took it over and found that the manuscript paper was stuck with a paragraph of a novel from a magazine, and then handwritten it, it was still the handwriting of two people.

"Isn't this too hasty?"

"I'm busy now, so it would be nice to cut it out for me, just look at the plot."

"Well, the story is really good..."

Zhang Guoli made a rough look and decided that he must act.

"Can you show me?" Xu Fei interrupted.

"Uh, yes." Mijiashan shyly refused.

He took it bluntly. It was different from the original movie, but it was almost the same.

"Stubborn Lord" is definitely a clear stream in the film industry in the 1980s. The characters in today's works, regardless of good or evil, are all covered with skins.

This layer of skin, or politics, or morality, or something else, looks tired.

"Stubborn Lord" is different, it talks about people in a state of nature, people who live freely. And there is depth, the costume performance inside is amazing.

Feng Trousers admired him so much, "Party A and Party B" and "Private Order" were actually nothing more than speculation about "Stubborn Lord".

Xu Fei pondered for a while, the box office has nothing to do with him these days, but the influence is still there. After the release, it aroused considerable topicality, which can be mixed.

"May I ask, are the funds in place?"

Um?

Mijiashan was taken aback.

"Nothing else, I'm in the costume business and would like to exclusively sponsor the costumes for this movie. That is, we design and supply them."

"..."

Zhang Guoli and Deng Jie are also confused, you are more sloppy than this script.

"Well, if you want to sponsor, we naturally welcome it. I wonder if there are any conditions?" Mijiashan responded.

"Give me a line of thanks at the end of the film, and leave a place for the costume design."

And there's such a good thing, you can run into a rich man even after a meal?

Just as Lao Mi wanted to talk about it in detail, he heard the other party ask: "Have you found an actor?"

"not yet."

"I have two that are quite suitable, why don't you meet them?"

Expose it! Expose it!

Mijiashan thought that he was going to stuff Xiaomi in it, but things at the dinner table can't be done in a rigid manner. If you see it, if the role is not big, you can give it.

So Xu Fei called someone.

After a while, two underdeveloped young people from big cities swayed in, hey, they were so disorganized.

"Hello, my name is Ge You."

"Hi, my name is Liang Tian."

In reality, Ge You's friend came to audition and brought a photo for a group photo. As a result, the friend was not selected, but Ge You in the photo was selected.

Liang Tian was recommended by his girlfriend Sun Fengying to join the group

As a result, it just started up now, and everything went together with a crash...

Mijiashan was very satisfied with the image of the two, and had an in-depth chat, and heard that Ge You had acted a "Hutong Family", which unexpectedly had the same effect.

"Hearing this makes my heart itch. What is Bai Fendou doing? Can you come for a moment?"

"Can."

After being tempered by "Hutong Family", Ge You is much better than the same period, and he is easy to come by.

He took a sip of water, gulped it down, his Adam's apple visibly moved, then looked at Mijia Mountain, blinking, "Do you believe in love?"

"Brother, can you change the sentence? She is not an ignorant girl." Liang Tian also made a guest appearance in the Daju Hutong cross talk team, so he is familiar with it.

"oh……"

He lowered his head for a moment, then raised his head, "Do you believe in fate?"

Hiss!

Mijiashan was covered in cold sweat and was a little scared. It was tailor-made!