Time slowly came to the end of April.
That evening, Zhang Qiurui received a letter.
The letter was mailed from Star City. When she saw the content of the letter, her face changed drastically and she stood up with a bang.
"Qiu Rui, what's wrong with you?" Hu Mei, who was standing by, saw Zhang Qiu Rui suddenly stand up with a serious expression, and she asked with concern.
Zhang Qiurui's hands trembled slightly, and she held the envelope tightly in her hand, as if the thin paper was carrying a thousand pounds of news.
"Something happened at home, and I urgently need to send a telegram back." Zhang Qiurui's voice trembled slightly, and his eyes were full of anxiety and uneasiness.
This letter was mailed to her by Zhang Mingqi, saying that when she visited Li Xin some time ago, Li Xin's condition had become increasingly serious, and the doctor at the hospital said that he might not have much time left.
Li Xin had a belief that always supported her. When she was unconscious, she often muttered the word "movie".
Zhang Qiurui knew that she had already written to Li Xin to tell her that she was going to make "The Fault in Our Stars" into a movie.
Li Xin has always wanted to see the story of herself and her fiancé adapted into a film in her lifetime. This is not only her personal wish, but also a testimony to their love.
Zhang Qiurui knows very well that this is not just a movie, it carries the unforgettable years she and her fiancé spent together.
“The office doors are locked and no telegrams can be sent.
But there's a telegraph machine in Tian Zhuangzhuang's dormitory. Let's go somewhere and make a call. Come on, I'll go with you." When Hu Mei heard that something had happened at Qiu Rui's home and that he seemed very anxious, she knew it must be a big deal, so she offered to accompany him.
"I'll go with you. But fill out the telegram form first, and then we'll go." Li Shaohong also sat up from the bed and added seriously.
In the telegraph of this era, four digits corresponded to one word, and a thick telegraph code book was used as a decoding tool.
After writing the words corresponding to the numbers, a special person would use a telegraph machine to type these numbers into electrical signals and send them to distant places.
The whole process is like Morse code.
However, these days, the price quote for power generation is very expensive, four cents per word. In the past, unless it was an urgent matter, people would communicate by letter. Only when it was a particularly urgent or important matter would they be willing to spend the money, and they would only get to the point, sending a telegram of a few words or a dozen words.
After Zhang Qiurui filled in the contents of the telegram and carefully checked the accuracy of each number and corresponding character, they ran to Tian Zhuangzhuang's dormitory.
After Zhang Yimou learned that something had happened in Zhang Qiurui's family, he quickly sent a telegram.
Because most of the telegrams sent by students were typed by Zhang Yimou, although only a few times a year.
Zhang Yimou typed and read out loud: "Hold on! The movie will be released at the end of May. If there's anything urgent, call me by phone."
"Are these just a few words?" Zhang Yimou asked Zhang Qiurui after typing all the words in the telegram.
"That's right. If there is a telegram from me here, please tell me in time." Zhang Qiurui nodded.
"Qiu Rui, isn't there something urgent happening at home? Why is this...?" Hu Mei heard the content of the telegram read out by Zhang Yimou, which seemed to have nothing to do with replying to a telegram because of an emergency at home.
"You don't understand, but you will understand later."
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However, just after Zhang Qiurui replied to Zhang Mingqi's telegram, in the teacher's office.
An international telegram came from the distant other side of the ocean, with the word "Invitation" printed on the cover, which was particularly eye-catching.
The telegram came from France and the recipient was Zhang Qiurui.
The next day, Situ Zhaodun came to the office. After seeing the telegram, a hint of surprise and curiosity flashed in his eyes.
He slowly approached, gently picked up the telegram, and carefully looked at the three words "Invitation" on the cover. He didn't know what he was thinking about, and his heart began to beat rapidly with excitement.
He opened the telegram and read it word by word.
After Situ Zhaodun finished reading, he was initially incredulous, but then he excitedly shouted, "Teacher Zheng, Teacher Zhao, what great joy! What great joy!"
"Teacher Situ, what good news is this? You look so happy." Zheng Guoran asked curiously when he saw Situ Zhaodun's excited look.
"Didn't classmate Zhang Qiurui shoot a movie before? After we watched the movie, Zhang Qiurui came to me and asked me to enter the movie in the 32nd Cannes Film Festival on behalf of our school.
"Yesterday, the Cannes Film Festival organizing committee sent a telegram announcing that 'The Fault in Our Stars' has been selected for the main competition, inviting the crew to attend the opening ceremony on May 10th." Situ Zhaodun excitedly told them the good news.
"What?"
"Isn't that possible?"
When Xie Fei and Zheng Guoran heard this, their first reaction was that it was impossible.
Because in previous years, there have been domestic films that have participated in the three major international film festivals, but without exception, they have never been shortlisted for the main competition unit, let alone won awards.
There was surprise and disbelief in the eyes of Zheng Guoran and Xie Fei.
"It's true. I have confirmed the content of the telegram repeatedly, and it is indeed "The Fault in Our Stars" that was selected." Situ Zhaodun nodded vigorously, holding the precious telegram tightly in his hand.
"This film not only represents Zhang Qiurui's personal talent, but also represents a breakthrough for our school and the entire national film industry." Zheng Guoran also became excited.
"This is incredible. How did Zhang Qiurui do it? I didn't expect that he could impress the judges in Cannes." Xie Fei said in disbelief.
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