"The Yangtze River, the Great Wall, Huangshan Mountain, and the Yellow River are all very important to me———" Late at night, Huang Lu was still watching the videotape. He finished watching it at the company during the day, and somehow took it home to continue watching. This "mainland revolutionary propaganda film" did not have any of the things that one would imagine, such as red, teachers, or preaching. Instead, it was very relaxed and humorous. Although the stage was very simple, it unexpectedly presented a positive and uplifting spirit. Some programs made him laugh, and the operas in them were also nice. As for this song "My Chinese Heart", when he sang it live, he was dismissive and thought that Liu Dehua and Zhang Mingmin were very pretentious. The key point was that after the song was finished, the audience called the on-demand phones on the scene to vent their feelings. "It's so beautiful! So beautiful! So beautiful!" "All the employees of our second clothing factory like this song very much. We strongly request you to sing it again--Yes, I don't mind singing it twice. I haven't even memorized the lyrics!" "I think the idea of this song is very good. The Yangtze River, the Great Wall, Huangshan Mountain and the Yellow River are unique cultural symbols of the Chinese nation. There is no need to explain. They are the kind of tacit understanding. I think the lyricist is a Hong Kong compatriot. He can write such lyrics. He must be full of love for the motherland."
"Hello uncle--I, I am 6 years old this year. Can I click on the Chinese heart again?" The shot lasted more than one minute. Huang Lu watched it several times. There was also a thick newspaper full of praise and love for "My Chinese Heart", and various audience letters were published intact on it. Huang Lu wrote many pop songs that were very popular in Hong Kong. He himself did not expect that this empty patriotic song that took 30 minutes to write would cause such a sensation. The thoughts of intellectuals don’t change overnight, but he doesn’t resist this feeling and feels very useful. “Humph!” He looked at the invitation of “Life is Beautiful” again and said to himself: “There is a great man in the mainland. I wonder how many people have received this tape!” He guessed right. Chen Qi gave the Spring Festival Gala videotape to many people including Qiu Degen, Zou Wenhuai, and Huo Zhenting, and even gave a copy to Run Run Shaw and Fang Yihua. These people are either pro-mainland or tycoons, and watching the videotape is better than nothing. Self-employed people like Huang Lu, who have great influence, are the main audience of the videotape. The left’s schedule this year is: April “Life is Beautiful”, May “Tai Chi 3”, June “Kapok Robe”, July “Happy Ghost”, August “The Burning of the Old Summer Palace”, September “Behind the Curtain”, October “Shanghai Night”. Afternoon, Nanhua Theater. Media preview of “Life is Beautiful”. Reporters from more than 70 newspapers in Hong Kong came, including film critics who wrote columns and various film magazines. They all wanted to see the movie that won the Golden Bear Award. Chen Qi and Fu Qi were both there, entertaining various media. "Mr. Shu Qi!"
"Oh, Mr. Chen, I have worked so hard to invite you. Please do me the honor of attending the Academy Awards!" "My film is not nominated, what should I do?" "Then why don't you make some Hong Kong films? You are so talented, either mainland films or co-productions, which are not allowed by the Academy Awards rules!" "Then you change the rules, don't let me change my habits." Chen Qi shook hands with Shu Qi and joked a few words. This person was the editor-in-chief of "Film Biweekly". Last year, the first Academy Awards was held. Chen Qi led the crowd to attend and watched Hong Jinbao and others come out. He was not interested this year. "Hey, Brother Zhao!" Another person came in, and Fu Qi and Chen Qi were both happy. This was a reporter from a right-wing newspaper, that is, from Taiwan. This guy might be afraid of being teased by them, so he walked straight to the audience without saying hello. They came in one after another. Huang Lu finally arrived. Everyone was stunned when they saw him, and the right-wing reporters were even more shocked. What? Huang Lu was united? Huang Lu might be afraid of misunderstanding, so he took the initiative to say loudly: "I am here to watch the movie this time, and I don't care about anything else!" "Of course you are here to watch the movie. We can't wait to welcome you. Let me introduce myself. I am Chen Qi." Chen Qi smiled and stretched out his hand. Huang Lu shook it lightly and looked at him for a few times: "You are really a handsome man!" He didn't say much, and took his seat after speaking. Soon, the film began to be shown, and the scene was quiet. Huang Lu watched it very seriously. He felt that the first half of the film described the style of the Shanghai Concession very carefully, and the love between children was also quite interesting. When it came to the turning point of entering the concentration camp, he became more and more focused and stared at the big screen without blinking. Then he watched more and more strangely. The kind of thinking presented in it is not found in mainland films, even in Hong Kong and Taiwan films, or any Chinese films. It is a bold consciousness of "forcibly dragging Westerners into the water". Huang Lu glanced at Chen Qi in the row in front of him and became more and more interested. He didn't like to contact the leftists before. One of the main reasons was that he felt that the leftists were rigid in their thinking. They talked about revolution and sacrifice. Now he yearns for freedom and democracy. And what Chen Qi showed made him feel that he could talk about it, at least he wouldn't be "taught". At the same time. Shu Qi and other film critics were also jotting down some fragmentary inspirations in the dark. He was very excited. "Film Biweekly" was highly theoretical, and it was a good art film. "Wow!" After the screening, everyone applauded sincerely or politely, asked many questions, and walked out one after another. "Mr. Huang, please stay!" Fu Qi shouted first, and Huang Lu stopped and turned this way. Upon hearing this, the right-wing reporters also stopped and stared at him. "What's the matter?"
"We want to thank you for writing a good song, which has spread all over the motherland and the audience loves it." "I'm not doing this for you, I was just angry at my birthday!" Huang Lu was carefree and made no secret of her bad impression of Fu Qi. It was nothing more than the riot many years ago. It made people in Hong Kong panic, and he thought Fu Qi was too radical. "It's okay to hate Japanese people. Let's seek common ground while reserving differences!" Chen Qi took over the conversation and said with a smile: "Last year I invited you to sing and talk over wine and have a good time. This time I brought some bottles of good wine from the mainland. Are you interested in trying it?" "Uncle Need!" When a right-wing reporter came over and tried to stop him, Huang Lu glared: "Who do I drink with is none of your business? Shut up!" His main business now is to be a GG and write songs for TV series. He doesn't have to be a right-winger at all. Moreover, he doesn't like the mainland, but he doesn't like Taiwan either. He turned to Chen Qi and said: "It's better to choose a different day. How about tonight? I was just going to ask you what you think about this movie." "OK!" "Uncle Xun, think clearly!" The right-wing reporter was anxious. Fu Qi waved his hand, and Xiao Mo and Xiao Yang came over. The reporter had to leave and glared at Chen Qi hatefully. It's this guy who made life difficult for us after he came here! (With——· Two chapters owed)