Because Zhang Yichao was clamoring to learn directing, there were loud quarrels in Zhang Chengbei's family for several days.

Zhang Chengbei was almost mad at his son, "Yesterday you said you wrote novels, today you said you wanted to be a director, what else do you want to do tomorrow?"

"It's fine that the novel you wrote is crap, but now you're clamoring to not take the college entrance examination this year and to apply to a film school next year. Is your head filled with seawater?"

After looking forward to his eldest son's college entrance examination, at the critical moment, this guy said he would not take the exam and would take the art entrance examination next year. What kind of film school would he apply to?

"Are you a good director?"

Zhang Yichao was very stubborn: "Why am I not?"

"I have found the direction of my life struggle now. I want to be a director, I want to make movies, and I want to be the greatest director in the country!"

Zhang Chengbei said coldly: "You want to be the biggest loser in the world."

"Why did your father give birth to such a loser like you?"

Zhang Chengbei now began to feel lucky that he had two more sons. If he had only such a loser, he would have been so angry that he would die.

...

The Zhang family father and son quarreled in the yard every day, attracting a group of people from the family compound to watch the fun.

"Old Zhang, what's the matter?"

"The child is making a fuss and not wanting to take the college entrance examination."

Xiao's sister-in-law suggested, "Not taking the college entrance examination? Then let the child follow in his father's footsteps and join the army!"

Zhang Chengbei: "That's a good idea. This poor child needs to be sent in for discipline."

Zhang Yichao: "I won't go! Can you still force me to go? Can you still carry me to go? If you send me to the army, I'll be a deserter."

Zhang Chengbei rolled his eyes: "You're really going to piss me off to death!"

Xiao's sister-in-law asked curiously, "Old Zhang, your child doesn't want to take the college entrance examination. What does he want to do?"

"He wants to apply to some film school." Zhang Chengbei sighed, "He wants to be a director and make movies."

"Yeah, make movies." Xiao's sister-in-law was stunned, because movies were both familiar and unfamiliar to them. Everyone has seen a movie, but...how to shoot a movie? How are movies made? These questions are too far away for them.

"Dad, why don't you let me be a director? Just let me try. I'm going to apply to the Capital Film School next year."

"Try? Can you pass if you try?" Zhang Chengbei was not optimistic: "Are you a good director?"

"What if I can't pass? Didn't you tell me before that if I can't pass the first year, there are still the second year, the third year...I can always pass it!"

"People who took the college entrance examination in 1977 will take the college entrance examination this year, and my academic performance is not bad."

"Dad, look at the photos I took. Look how good these photos are. I will definitely be good at making movies in the future!"

"Didn't I inherit your talent? ! ! Both my father and I are good at this."

Mrs. Xiao supported, "Yichao is right! Old Zhang, you are the best at taking photos in our school. Maybe Yichao can really become a great director in the future."

Zhang Chengbei covered his head and said, "Teacher Huang, you are a teacher, come and persuade your son."

Huang Xinying spread her hands, "Your son has made a decision, and three horses can't pull him back. He won't turn back until he hits the south wall. When he found out that he was not that kind of material, didn't he figure it out?"

"Before, he said he would write a martial arts novel. Look, he has only been writing for a short time and gave up immediately."

"Just wait, maybe before the college entrance examination, he will figure it out by himself. Don't argue with him."

"Your son is just like you, he gets interested in something after only three minutes. The more you argue with him, the more he takes it seriously."

Zhang Yichao said sternly, "Mom, you need to be more serious! I'm serious!"

As a child, he hated it most when his parents treated his decisions as a joke. This time, Zhang Yichao really wanted to be a director and make a great movie!

"When I become a director, you will be able to see your son's work in the cinema."

Zhang Chengbei: "That day will never come."

Huang Xinying shook her head: "You two should stop arguing, Lao Zhang, be quiet."

"Teacher Huang, your attitude is not right, you should discipline your son as you would discipline a student..."

...

The Zhang family next door quarreled with their son every day. As their next-door neighbors, Lu Yan and his wife had to watch a lot of excitement.

Tian Dourong and his sister were playing on the lawn in the yard, Qin Rou was sitting under the thatched shed drinking tea, Lu Yan said he wanted to play checkers with her, and the couple had just set up the chessboard when the neighbors started quarreling again.

The war also spread to his house.

Zhang Yichao tried hard to find allies on the battlefield: "Uncle Lu, Aunt Qin, do the graduation photos I took of you the other day look good?"

Qin Rou said, "They were pretty good."

Zhang Yichao seemed to have obtained a royal sword, and quickly said to Zhang Chengbei, "Look, Aunt Qin said I took good photos."

"Is taking photos the same as making movies?"

"Why are they different?" Zhang Yichao waved to the person next door and said, "Uncle Lu, your son and daughter are so good-looking. I'll be a director in the future, and Zhou Zhou and Rong Rong can act in my movies!"

"Doudou and Rongrong, come and see Brother Yichao. When he becomes a director, he will let you play fairies."

Rongrong said, "I want to play the Monkey King. I want to make a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace!"

Doudou said, "I want to be Nezha!"

Zhang Yichao will do anything to win over allies: "Brother will shoot whatever you want to play."

Zhang Chengbei's eyebrows jumped, "You are the director, one of them plays the Monkey King and the other plays Nezha, what do you want your dad to play?"

"I'll give you a decent one. You can play the Bull Demon King."

"Zhou Zhou and Dumpling will play Jinzha and Muzha."

Zhang Chengbei: "..."

Lu Yan couldn't help laughing while holding the checkers, "Yichao is a very capable child. He made your dad so angry that he can't speak."

Qin Rou held her face with her hands. It was very interesting to listen to their quarrels. It was the belated rebellious period of the kid next door.

"Am I speechless?" Zhang Chengbei jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and subconsciously said, "I really want to see this... Xiaolu, you have Jinzha, Muzha, Nezha and Sun Wukong in your house, you are born to be rebellious."

Although he knew his son was joking, Zhang Chengbei was quite happy to imagine this scene.

I want to see it.

Lu Yan: "..."

"You, Lu Yan, are just a disgusting character in the play, Li Tianwang, holding a pagoda." Zhang Chengbei crossed his arms and said disdainfully: "I hate you the most in movies."

"How can you be so proud of yourself, Bull Demon King?"

Zhang Yichao hurriedly said: "Listen, listen, you all think it's interesting, come and support me to be the director, and in the future... let Liu Yue, let Liu Yue write the script, you can be my actors, and I will make the movie!"

Teacher Huang waved the fan quietly: "Do you need your mother to fan your arrogance?"

...

The family next door has been quarreling, and Qin Rou couldn't help but said to Lu Yan after listening to it for several days, "Tell me, our children have grown up, will you also quarrel with them in our yard?"

"Comrade Lu Yan will probably be so mad at his son that he will jump up and down."

Lu Yan said calmly, "Don't worry, the old ones are still the wisest."

Qin Rou smiled, "This was not what my mother-in-law saw back then."

It is said that Lu Yan often made his father so mad that he would jump up and down, and if she is lucky, she will probably see the same history repeat itself in the future.

Qin Rou sighed: "The disciple surpasses the master."

"The eldest son won't do that, and the second son can't argue with his father."

Qin Rou: "Don't overestimate yourself."

Lu Yan looked at her with amusement: "What about you? When I quarrel with my son, you just say some frivolous words?"

"I have to learn from Teacher Huang. When the time comes, I will hold a palm-leaf fan in my hand and help you to cool down."

...

Huang Xinying and his wife, as well as other people in the family compound, mostly thought that Zhang Yichao was just fooling around, just like he wrote martial arts novels, it was just a three-minute fad, but this time, he seemed to be serious.

In July, Zhang Yichao did not go to take the college entrance examination.

Zhang Chengbei was so angry that he wanted to beat him with a stick, but Huang Xinying and Lu Yan and his wife persuaded him.

"Why don't we let the child try next year? He's still young and can try more times."

Qin Rou said to Huang Xinying, "My sister's Pearl Wedding Shop wants to shoot a promotional short film of about 10 to 20 minutes. Why don't we let your Yichao try?"

Qin Rou saw that Zhang Yichao was good at taking pictures and had really worked hard to read a lot of books on directing and photography. After all, he was a child she had watched grow up, so why not let him try? If he really didn't have the ability, it would be better for him to give it a try.

"Is this...will this work?" Zhang Chengbei and his wife were both wondering.

"Aunt Qin, don't worry, I promise to complete the task successfully for you!" Zhang Yichao smiled happily: "Among you people, Aunt Qin is the only one who has the insight to accurately identify me, a thousand-mile horse."

"For someone like my dad, even if you put a thousand-mile horse in front of him, he would still be blind and would never be able to find a thousand-mile horse in his entire life!"

Zhang Chengbei rolled his eyes and was so angry that he had a heart attack: "Why did I give birth to such an eldest son like you? Are you really my child?"

Huang Xinying: "I don't know whether your father can find a thousand-mile horse, but you two are just as blindly confident."

Zhang Yichao patted his biological father Zhang Chengbei on the shoulder: "Dad, Mom, just wait and see!"

"When I shoot the finished product, you will be scared to death."

Zhang Chengbei sighed: "I am so scared that my coffin lid will bounce up."

Huang Xinying: "Don't talk nonsense."

"When I become an internationally renowned director and shoot a masterpiece that shocks the world, you will know how serious your mistake is!"

Zhang Yichao: "Aunt Qin, tell me what kind of promotional film you want to shoot."

Qin Rou went to communicate with him.

Zhang Chengbei moved to the side of Lu Yan and nudged him with his elbow: "Brother Lu next door, you should pay attention. Your son may also make you angry in the future."

Zhang Chengbei continued: "Boys, there will always be such a process."

"When you are so angry with your son in the future, I will definitely not laugh at you." So you can't laugh at me now.

"I'll lend you my shoulder when the time comes, and I can also drink with you."

Lu Yan raised his eyebrows with amusement: "You want to see me get angry and jump up and down, I'm afraid there's no time for that, Lao Zhang, you can watch it in your dream when you're drunk."

"You have three sons, and I don't mind watching it three times."

Zhang Chengbei snorted coldly, thinking that it's too early to say it, who can tell what will happen in the future.

Besides, who does my third son owe to me? It's just that he accidentally got the blessing of your Lao Lu family.

Now I give this blessing back to you.

Qin Rou rented a set of equipment, and the young Zhang Yichao with glasses ran around with the machine. He was tanned during the summer vacation, as if he had come back from digging coal in a black coal mine. It really made a very eye-catching wedding dress promotional video for Qin Rou.

Nowadays, there is a small TV in the wedding shop, which plays the promotional video shot by Zhang Yichao from time to time.

All customers who come to the wedding shop praise the promotional video. Those who originally didn't want to take photos of pearl wedding dresses can't help but want to take one after seeing it .

"It's so beautiful!"

"It's pretty good. Who did you ask to shoot the promotional video for your shop... It's so good?"

...

The way of putting a TV at the door of the shop to play promotional videos has never been seen before. People from all over the street came to watch the excitement.

Hearing these compliments, Zhang Yichao quickly pulled his parents out to see the lively scene outside the shop.

"Dad, Mom, look, I did a good job, didn't I? I have talent, right?"

Zhang Chengbei said disdainfully, "You're just shooting a short film of about ten minutes, but a normal movie takes one or two hours."

"Little by little, I'll be able to make a good movie when my skills improve!"

"When you retire, you can bring my mom to play small cameos in my movies."

"How about I arrange for you to be a retired X gang leader? Gun battles biubiubiu... My mother is Huang Chengcheng, running on the waves, flowing on the waves, and surging rivers for thousands of miles..."

Zhang Chengbei: "Don't make your father angry to death."

Although they were shown off by the boy's pride, Zhang Chengbei and his wife calmed down and tacitly gave the boy a chance to try to enter a film university.

"If you don't pass the exam next year, you have to study hard for me."

"Go and take the exam to be a doctor, and become a military doctor in the future."

"Help, I don't want to study medicine."

"Then you can be like your mother and take the exam to be a teacher."

...

Although it is not obvious in front of his son, as a biological father, Comrade Zhang Chengbei is quite proud. He found that his son really has some talent for making movies, and as a father, he is honored.

——This must be a talent he inherited from his father!

The more Zhang Chengbei thought about it, the more beautiful it became. If he were not so old, he would have imagined himself to be a delayed film director.

"Old Lu, your little Qin has some discerning eyes. He can see that my son Zhang Yichao looks like me. Look how good I am in taking photos. Hey, my son may really become a great director in the future."

"When you are old and retired, I will let my son arrange a role of a fishing uncle for you in the movie. What do you think?"

Lu Yan smiled faintly: "I don't think it's a good idea."

"Old Zhang, people have to take one step at a time. You should wait for your son to be admitted to the Film University before you think about the future."

Zhang Chengbei: "..."

The primary school that Qin Rou and her sister planned to build in Dajiao Village was completed. Although there were not many materials such as formaldehyde at the moment, Qin Rou still planned to ventilate it for a few months and put it into use in the spring of 1983.

By then, the children will be able to wear brand new school uniforms and happily go to school. The new school is very beautiful, and there are many exercise facilities, such as parallel bars, basketball courts, and table tennis tables.

At the entrance of the school stands a half-human-high statue of a pearl oyster holding a pearl.

After it was built, the children in the village gathered outside the school to watch the beautiful scenery of the new campus, and they couldn't wait for the next semester to come so that they could go to the new school!

Qin Rou's pearl craft park was also built, just in time for this year's pearl harvest. Every pearl farm was full of pearls. Maybe it was because of the good weather last year, or maybe it was for some other reason. The pearl mother-of-pearl oyster had a low mortality rate, and the pearls produced were good and large. Every farm was filled with the joy of a good harvest.

After Qin Rou sold some of her pearls, there were still a large number of pearls left. This was not only the case at their Xunrou Pearl Farm, but also at other pearl farms.

"People who are exporting only want good pearls, but who are they going to sell all these ordinary pearls to?"

"Are they all going to be thrown away?"

"Although they are a little small and have some spots on the surface, look at the gloss. Aren't they beautiful in your hand? If you don't look carefully, you can't tell, right? Aren't these pearls beautiful?"

"These are all good pearls too."

...

The production of first-grade pearls is small and easy to sell, but a large number of ordinary pearls are left. They are not wanted for export, and now they are all piled up in the warehouse. Are they just going to watch them turn yellow in the warehouse?

Although the sale of high-quality pearls has saved the major aquaculture farms from losses and even made a small profit, the accumulation of ordinary pearls that cannot be sold has caused headaches for all the farm workers.

Compared with other aquaculture farms, Qin Rou's Xunrou Pearl Factory has accumulated more ordinary pearls.

Several farm managers are so anxious that their mouths are blistering and they have to drink fire-cooling tea every day. It's not a big deal that ordinary pearls cannot be sold, but as for the other inferior pearls, can the ground pearl powder be dumped into the sea?

What a waste!

"Director Qin, aren't you worried at all? I see your factory is almost full of pearls."

"Oh, by the way, you also built a pearl industrial park. You said you have the money in your pocket, but you don't say you want to use it for other things. What's the point of building this industrial park?"

"We are all cultivating pearls. How many people can visit your industrial park throughout the year?"

Lin Guisheng was also anxious. Although cultivating pearls made money, he didn't think it was a good way out. Every day, more and more people were cultivating pearls. In the future, more pearls would be produced every year. In addition, the cultivation technology of the experimental station has improved. After scientific management of cultivation, the cultivation time of pearls has been greatly shortened. In the future, no matter how many pearls there are, what should they do if there is no market?

Those who do pearl foreign trade also know that things are valuable because they are rare. These people don't purchase a large number of pearls. If there are more pearls, the price there will also come down.

The price sold this year is not as good as last year, which is a headache.

Lin Guisheng was preparing to sell the Guirou Pearl Farm and use the money to do business in Guangzhou. The clothing business in Guangzhou was doing well now, with countless orders from outside. Among the necessities of life, clothing was at the top of the list. There was a huge demand for clothing in the mainland market, so it was obvious that he could make more money by opening a clothing factory.

Lin Guisheng was already thinking about it, and then he received a call from Guangzhou:

"Brother Lin, there is a night market in Guangzhou! Do you know what a night market is?"

"Oh my, you really have to come to Guangzhou to see how prosperous the night market is. There are so many people selling clothes and shoes on the streets of the night market. It's so crowded that there's no room to stand. It's full of people all night..."

"The night market is so lively in the hot summer."

"It's easy to sell. The clothes in the night market are so easy to sell. Who doesn't like to buy clothes now? Everyone loves to buy clothes. You can make this much money by setting up a stall at the night market in a day. It's just a bit hard."

"There's a future for these clothes. We brothers are also planning to invest in clothes."

...

Lin Guisheng thought about it many times and finally decided to sell Guirou Pearl Farm, leave Qiongzhou Island and go to Guangzhou, which is the paradise for businessmen and make a lot of money by the Pearl River. It

was too backward to stay on this island and cultivate pearls. Guangzhou was so prosperous. Lin Guisheng's eyes turned red. He made up his mind and sold his Guirou Pearl Farm soon.

"There is not much future on this island. If you want to make a lot of money, you have to go to Guangzhou. Fortunately, I have saved a lot of money, so I can do business in Guangzhou."

He sold his Guirou Pearl Factory to the owner of Xiarou Pearl Factory. Lin Guisheng gave the dividends to his relatives who had invested in him before, and just said that he didn't want to do pearl farming anymore. "There are too many people opening pearl farms, and there are a lot of pearls that can't be sold."

"This way of making money is not very good. I only make this little money after working hard for a year. If I went to Guangzhou, I would have made a lot of money!"

"Life is much better now than in previous years. Everyone has to buy several new sets of clothes every year, but who would buy so many pearl necklaces?"

The pearl factory makes money, but it can't make a lot of money at present. Lin Guisheng thought that someone like him who is educated, knowledgeable and experienced must go to Guangzhou to make money.

In addition, he now has enough capital and doesn't want to run a factory in partnership with his group of relatives. The sooner he gets out of it, the better.

Lin Guisheng said goodbye to Cui Mingzhan before leaving.

"Cui Mingzhan, you are still trapped in love?" Lin Guisheng really didn't know what to say to this old man.

Why did he hang himself on a tree?

Cui Mingzhan sighed: "Menlan is worried about the pearls in the factory, and I am worried about her too."

"You should find another suitable partner as soon as possible. Women like this are always incapable of seeing the future. That woman surnamed Qin is lucky enough to make a lot of money, but she is so stupid that she doesn't do any other business but just runs a pearl factory."

"What's the use of this factory? Few people in our country have the habit of wearing pearls. Many people have never seen pearls, let alone want to buy them."

Cui Mingzhan said: "I think Director Qin is a far-sighted person. I've been to the pearl factory and it's very beautiful."

"What's the use of being beautiful? It's still on this remote island. It's too troublesome to get in and out. It takes three or four hours to take a boat from Coconut City to Xu County. It's even farther from Guangcheng."

"They are not those foreigners who have nothing to do every day. Who in our country has nothing to do and comes to the island for no reason?"

Cui Mingzhan said, "Coconut City is talking about tourism, and Guangcheng has opened several new travel agencies."

"How many people will come to travel? Come here to see the Pearl King? There's nothing good about those pearls..." Lin Guisheng had no interest in the pearl business at first. Later, because he was eager to make money, he thought about pearl farming. Now that he has earned a lot of capital, he is like a fish jumping out of water, going to swim in a wider sea.

Fish into the sea.

Cui Mingzhan said goodbye to him: "We'll meet again if we're destined to." "

We'll meet again if we're destined to." Lin Guisheng smiled: "When I come back in a few years, maybe you won't have changed much and will still be cultivating pearls on the island."

"I like the taste of opening pearls."

"Then enjoy it slowly."

Lin Guisheng left Qiongzhou Island.

Qin Rou's pearl craft garden is almost ready, and the processing plant attached to the breeding plant is also working overtime to make handicrafts such as pearl necklaces, pearl earrings, pearl bracelets, and pearl powder.

It is almost the golden season for tourism in Qiongzhou Island in the future. The weather in the north has turned cold, and the cold wind is howling. The cold wind makes people shiver, but the typhoons on Qiongzhou Island have stopped, and the climate and temperature are pleasant. It has entered a good time of the year.

Qin Rou went to the Coconut City Tourism Bureau in advance to get the contact addresses and information of many travel agencies. She also prepared various visual promotional materials for Qiongzhou Island pearls. She also made her own advertising leaflets and contacted major travel agencies one by one, hoping to open up Qiongzhou Island pearl scenic tourism routes.

When contacting the travel agencies, Qin Rou called Xie Ru'an, the calligraphy teacher of Zhou Zhou and Dumpling, over. Of course, there was no other reason for calling him over, but this guy is too talkative.