The winter jasmine in Lechunfang is in full bloom. Chen Qi came back and stood outside the wall to look at the flowers for a while. The two vans will take some time to pick up, one is parked at the Beijing Film Studio, and the other is parked here. Courtyard 6 is next to the street, so there is just a place to park. There is no such thing as issuing a ticket these days, just park anywhere. "Teacher Chen, there is your official letter!" As soon as he entered the door, Dai Hanhan, the general manager of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, handed him a file bag. Chen Qi opened it and saw that the time for the international friends to come to China was set. It will be in June. They will first stay in Beijing, and then go to the concentration camp sites in Shanghai and Weifang for some activities. Later, the Chinese Film and Cultural Exchange Delegation will also set off to visit the United States. Liu Zhigu, Li Wenhua, Yan Shunkai and others are there, and naturally Chen Qi and Gong Xue are also included. "That means a visit to the US in June or July!"
Chen Qi thought about it. He wanted to register for the Oscars next year. The deadlines for registration for different Oscar awards are different, usually from September to November. He also had to meet the requirements, such as showing it in the US market for 7 days first. No need for large-scale screening, a small range will do. I will go to Hong Kong next to discuss the copyright of "Life is Beautiful" and try to have a few previews when the delegation visits the US, which will be more meaningful. "Teacher Li?" "Teacher Li?" Chen Qi called a few times, and Li Jianqun came out of the room and asked, "What's the matter?" "Have you packed up? Someone will be here soon." "I have packed up a long time ago and vacated half of the room for her." Huh? Chen Qi felt that Li Jianqun was unreliable. He leaned on the door of the room and took a look. The two single beds were separated on the left and right. Close to the wall, her bed on the left was still messy drawings on the bed, and the items were also placed randomly, but they did not cross the line at all, as if there was a 38th parallel in the middle. "She is young, don't bully her, get along well with her." "You should tell her not to disturb me, I like to stay up late." "You stay up late, and ask others not to disturb you?" "I can share my radio with her, and we can listen to the radio together." Li Jianqun entered the room. Around noon, a tricycle stopped at the door, and several people helped to move things with large and small bags. This new colleague was none other than Li Lingyu. Chen Qi asked her out of the Yue Opera Troupe, and just after completing the formalities, she officially became a member of the East Factory. Hu Weili also completed the formalities, but he went directly to Hong Kong. Now there are three bases: the office of the Beijing Film Studio, Lechunfang, and the dormitory on Erlong Road. Zhang Yimou, Zhang Junzhao, He Qun, He Ping, Xiong Xinxin, and Sun Jiankui are all on Erlong Road. It is inconvenient for Li Lingyu to be a female comrade, so she simply joined Lechunfang. There are four editors in Lechunfang, two in a room, and Ji Chunhua and Li Jianqun are single rooms.
"Welcome, welcome!" "Warm welcome!" Four editors stood on the left and right, clapping and cheering, which made Li Lingyu embarrassed and she saluted quickly. Chen Qi introduced them all and pointed at Li Jianqun and said, "This is Teacher Li, your roommate. You will have to keep each other company until the building is built. Teacher Li studied art and has a weird temper. Please bear with me." "You are the only one who speaks ill of others openly!" Li Jianqun ignored him and pulled Li Lingyu and said with a smile, "I am not weird at all, I am just a little lazy. People who are not weird will not say they are not weird... Li Lingyu laughed and walked into the room to take a look. She twitched her mouth. Okay, it's better than the Yue Opera Troupe. The Yue Opera Troupe has eight people in one room. "Dong Dong Dong!" "Come in!" After tidying up, Li Lingyu knocked on the door of the main room in the front yard and entered the office. "Sit down! ” Chen Qi smiled and said, “You and I are destined to be together. When Tai Chi asked you to sing Beauty Chant, I thought we would work together one day. People here are very enthusiastic. You don’t need to be restrained. We will get to know each other quickly.” “Yes, I know!” Li Lingyu is 20 years old this year. According to her original trajectory, she would apply for the Oriental Song and Dance Troupe and become the first generation of the Queen of Sweet Songs. “I have discussed with Xinhua Bookstore. You have to cooperate with the promotion at that time———” Chen Qi told the story again, and took out an envelope, saying, “You recorded an album with 12 songs, and each song is 50 yuan. You go out for promotion, and you may be away for several months. This matter is the responsibility of Xinhua Bookstore. You are not their person, so it is inevitable that there will be things they cannot take care of. But don’t worry, I will send someone to accompany you at that time to protect your safety. And don’t be stingy with money. Don’t let people look down on you when you go out. I will give you a living allowance, and I will add one more to make it a whole, 1,000 yuan! " Li Lingyu looked at the bulging envelope and swallowed her saliva. She had heard that Chen Qi was generous to his subordinates, but she didn't expect him to be so generous. The 1,000 yuan was enough for her two years' salary. And she had inquired that the audio-visual company charged 10 yuan for each song, no matter who it was, Li Guyi also paid the same price. How much the tapes sold had nothing to do with the singers themselves. Chen Qi paid 50 yuan for each song, which was a sky-high price! After Li Lingyu left, he took out some cash and stuffed it into several envelopes. He made "Spring Festival Gala Golden Songs", which included more than 20 songs, involving more than a dozen people, including Li Guyi, Hu Songhua, and Dedema. I didn't inform them in advance, but I had to pay this money, 50 yuan for each song. CCTV must have opinions. Why do you send tapes by yourself? Chen Qi doesn't care about CCTV. He will make money first. Li Lingyu's album is uncertain, but the sales of "Spring Festival Gala Golden Songs" are millions, and the profit per box is two dollars and a half————.-Damn! Chen Qi slammed the table, who is still making a movie? !
"We don't listen to songs, we listen to Yue Opera!" "I've never heard you sing opera!" "Oh, it's really hard for me, I don't sing well——" In the evening, a bright moon was in the sky, and a big table was set up in the front yard. A dozen people were celebrating the newcomers. Li Lingyu's face was red, and she had to sing a cappella: "A Lin sister fell from the sky——" Dai Hanhan encouraged Ji Chunhua to dance with him, and Ji Chunhua really went up and pretended to be Jia Baoyu. "Good, good! One more!" Gong Xue clapped her hands and followed the noise. There was a first time and a second time. She was very happy to sit in the front yard openly. The night in March was still a little chilly, so we didn't have any big dishes, just cooked food, roasted sweet potatoes, corn, peanuts, etc., plus a bottle of Lotus White liquor, but the atmosphere was hot, and all we needed was a bonfire. Chen Qi liked this scene very much. Look at this small courtyard, there are Liang Xiaosheng who is engaged in literature, Li Jianqun who is engaged in art, Ji Chunhua who is engaged in martial arts, Li Lingyu who is engaged in singing and acting---it is really a gathering of heroes, full of talents! It was more than 8 o'clock. After the banquet, we rushed to the toilet again, and the chamber pot was ready. I guess we all have to get up tonight. The lights were on in the backyard. In the bedroom, Chen Qi was writing at his desk. Gong Xue put her feet in the hot water basin, hummed comfortably, and took the official letter to read it, a little expectantly: "What is America like? I haven't been to America yet." "I haven't been there either, how do I know?" "They say it's like heaven, with high wages, good benefits, rich life, and free and open thoughts—"" "Stop!" Chen Qi knew that this was the idea of of people in China, but he couldn't help interrupting: "There is no beautiful place, only relatively beautiful places. Anyway, you will know when you go there—----By the way, are you free on Sunday?" "Yes!" "I'll take you to my parents' house for dinner?" After Chen Qi finished speaking, he didn't hear a response. He turned his head and saw Gong Xue bending over, covering her face, and crying. (I have it today! I'll make it up later)