Chapter 605: Although I am not here
, I have gained a lot Shen Yumo's clothes were bought by Cheng Xuyuan specifically for Shen Yumo.
These clothes were bought unconsciously by Cheng Xuyuan when he was buying clothes for Fang Yuqing.
He felt that Shen Yumo would look just as good in these clothes.
So most of the clothes he bought were in duplicate, the only difference being the color.
However, when leaving with Xie Jin, Cheng Xuyuan did not tell Shen Yumo directly.
After all, Li Yufei was still there. If he said it, it might have the opposite effect.
After leaving the house with Xie Jin, Cheng Xuyuan no longer had the heart to think about these things.
Before he even got into the jeep that came to pick him up, Xie Jin patted Cheng Xuyuan on the shoulder and said, "Xuyuan, many people say that you are the most eye-catching person at this year's Oscars."
"Tsk tsk, the Best Picture and Best Foreign Language Film were both adapted from your novels."
“And you’re the screenwriter too.”
"Do you know that there are many directors who want to work with you?"
Hearing Xie Jin's compliment, Cheng Xuyuan smiled and said, "Director Xie, you want me to compliment you."
"Everyone knows that one of your films not only won the Golden Lion Award, but also won the Oscar for Best Foreign Language Film."
"I wonder how many directors are going to use you as a role model now?"
Although Cheng Xuyuan's words contained some flattery, they were also true.
After they finished speaking, they paused and both laughed.
Along the way, Cheng Xuyuan recounted the process of his award-winning experience, and Xie Jin asked questions from time to time while Cheng Xuyuan was describing the story.
The journey took more than 20 minutes, and they arrived quickly while the two of them were chatting.
The room for Cheng Xuyuan had already been arranged. Xie Jin helped Cheng Xuyuan arrange a large and bright room, and then without waiting for Cheng Xuyuan to pack up, he took Cheng Xuyuan to the small restaurant that had been prepared long ago.
"Director Xie, Writer Cheng, because it's a little late and the food preparations are a bit insufficient, so we only prepared six dishes." The person in charge of the guesthouse said apologetically.
It was not easy to prepare six dishes including fish and meat in such a hurry.
But the apology from the person in charge of the guesthouse was not just polite.
He really felt that it was a bit shabby to use such a small amount of dishes to entertain two directors and screenwriters who had won major awards abroad.
Xie Jin waved his hand and said, "Old Xu, this is good."
"It's really difficult for you to prepare so many dishes in such a hurry."
Cheng Xuyuan smiled at the familiar person in charge and said, "I'm sorry to bother you again this time."
"There are so many dishes, we can't finish them all!"
After a few polite words, the person in charge took his leave and left.
The only people drinking were Xie Jin and Cheng Xuyuan.
After the two of them clinked their glasses, Xie Jin said with a touch of emotion: "Xuyuan, I really didn't expect that The Truman Show would win the Best Foreign Language Film Award."
Cheng Xuyuan smiled and said, "I didn't expect that either."
"But this also shows that Director Xie, you are the one that everyone wants, so they have no choice but to give you this award."
Although Xie Jin felt that what Cheng Xuyuan said was a bit exaggerated, a smile appeared on his face.
After talking about the award, Xie Jin said to Cheng Xuyuan: "Xuyuan, Lao Chen's Farewell My Concubine has been filmed."
"I watched it a while ago, it's pretty good."
"I think that once this is broadcast, it will definitely cause quite a stir."
“This is a great show!”
Cheng Xuyuan naturally knew that Farewell My Concubine was a good play. He smiled and said, "Old Chen is really quick. When I left, he hadn't finished filming yet, but now it's already been edited."
"After I go back, I must take a good look at it."
Xie Jin poured a glass of wine for Cheng Xuyuan, and then said solemnly: "After I filmed The Truman Show, although I read several scripts, I couldn't find one that I wanted to film."
"Why don't you write another script and we can work together again."
Cheng Xuyuan understood what Xie Jin meant. He knew that he did not want to stand still, but wanted to make further progress.
Cheng Xuyuan admired the ideas of this old senior.
But he hasn't decided yet what kind of movie to make.
So he hesitated for a moment and said, "Before I came here this time, I discussed a cooperation with Director Bertocchi..."
While Cheng Xuyuan was talking, he told Xie Jin about his plan to push for the co-production of The Last Emperor.
After hearing the subject matter Cheng Xuyuan had chosen, Xie Jin patted his thigh and said, "Xuyuan, I can also shoot such a good subject matter!"
Cheng Xuyuan naturally understood what Xie Jin meant, but he had almost already discussed this matter with Bertoci, so he could only smile.
Lifting their glasses, Xie Jin clinked glasses with Cheng Xuyuan and said, "It's such a waste for a talent like yours to study history in school."
"You should come to Shanghai Film Studio. Whether it's a screenwriter or a director, I can help you with whatever you want."
"Isn't this better than studying history in school?"
Cheng Xuyuan smiled and said, "Director Xie, I appreciate your kindness, but there is a saying that goes, everyone has their own aspirations."
"I don't have any big ambitions. I just want to find a place to stay and be honest."
"This study of history is actually a perfect fit for me."
Looking at the serious Cheng Xuyuan, Xie Jin sighed and said, "Okay, I won't persuade you about this matter anymore."
"But since you have almost finished writing the script for The Last Emperor, I think you might as well write one for me now."
"I'll drink first as a token of my respect and thanks."
Before Cheng Xuyuan could stop him, Xie Jin had already drunk the wine in the glass.
In this situation, Cheng Xuyuan was speechless for a while.
"You, you..." Although Cheng Xuyuan did not agree, he knew he could not refuse.
When the two of them started out, they spoke clearly and logically, but as they drank more and more, their conversation became more and more casual.
In the end, Cheng Xuyuan returned to his residence drunk, while Xie Jin rested in another guest room.
Cheng Xuyuan woke up early in the morning and rubbed his head, feeling helpless.
He didn't want to drink too much, but he drank too much last night without realizing it.
He vaguely remembered that he seemed to have agreed to write another script for Xie Jin.
After a quick wash, Cheng Xuyuan prepared to wake up Xie Jin for breakfast.
But when he walked out of the room, he saw the person in charge of the guesthouse, Lao Xu, waiting for him at the door. He told him that Director Xie had something to do today and had already gone to work.
However, he asked the person in charge to tell Cheng Xuyuan that he would come over tonight and then have a drink with Cheng Xuyuan.
Cheng Xuyuan exchanged a few words with the person in charge, had some breakfast at the guesthouse, and then took a bus towards the Bund.
When he came to the villa again, Cheng Xuyuan found that the door was ajar.
Although separated by the door, Cheng Xuyuan could still hear Xiao Anan's giggle.
He pushed the door open gently and saw little An An staggering after a toy car, while Shen Yumo was standing behind him, afraid that he would fall.
Seeing this situation, Cheng Xuyuan was a little afraid to make a sound.
Because Shen Yumo's main attention was on Xiao Anan, she didn't notice Cheng Xuyuan coming in at all.
Just when Cheng Xuyuan was immersed in the laughter, he heard someone say, "Shen Yumo, there is a letter for you."
Hearing the voice, Shen Yumo looked up and saw Cheng Xuyuan standing at the door.
Why not farm? Shen Yumo's face turned red.
"When did you come here?" Shen Yumo asked softly.
Cheng Xuyuan came to Xiao An'an and said casually, "I just came here."
Although Shen Yumo wanted to say more, the person who was seeing her off had already entered the door. She immediately walked over quickly and took the thick stack of letters from the sender.
The person delivering the letter was a middle-aged man in his forties. When he saw Shen Yumo, he said very politely, "Mr. Shen, you have quite a lot of letters."
In fact, Shen Yumo had long been accustomed to the title of Writer Shen.
But at this moment, when someone called her Writer Shen, she blushed for some reason.
"Thank you, Uncle Feng." Shen Yumo said with a smile, "Would you like to have a glass of water at home?"
The middle-aged man smiled and said, "I drank it when I came here. Mr. Shen, you go ahead and do your work."
As he spoke, he looked at Cheng Xuyuan curiously, but in the end, he said nothing.
After the messenger left, Shen Yumo put down the stack of letters and said, "Most of these are letters asking for commissions, and there are also bills for royalties."
Cheng Xuyuan often received these, so he casually said: "If anyone wants to publish your work, as long as they pay you for it, you just agree to it."
"As for other commissions, just decline them politely."
The author Shen Yumo relies entirely on Cheng Xuyuan for support.
Although she can write, there is still some gap between her and Cheng Xuyuan, not to mention the fairy tale of Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf written by Cheng Xuyuan.
"An An, do you miss your daddy?" Cheng Xuyuan picked up little An An and asked softly.
Xiao An An said loudly: "I thought about it."
Hearing this answer, Cheng Xuyuan couldn't help laughing.
Shen Yumo looked at the smiling father and son and couldn't help but say, "You bought him too many toys."
"In the future, please buy less."
Cheng Xuyuan waved his hand and said, "It's not too much, just let it sit for fun."
Shen Yumo was speechless when he heard this answer.
She hesitated, then said softly: "Those clothes, I..."
Before she could finish, Cheng Xuyuan said, "Just wear them. I think those clothes will look very beautiful on you."
Shen Yumo was about to say something when he saw Li Yufei coming down from upstairs.
She was a little sleepy and asked Cheng Xuyuan: "Why are you here so early? Don't you know that you are disturbing people's sleep?"
Looking at Li Yufei who looked like she had just woken up, Cheng Xuyuan said casually, "Aren't you here for the conference? Why do I think you're here for vacation?"
"It's none of your business." Li Yufei came to An'an and said, "An'an, let me tell you, your mother is the one who really treats you well, that..."
Shen Yumo knew what Li Yufei was going to say, so he directly scolded his sister: "Yufei, what nonsense are you talking about."
After hearing her sister's scolding, Li Yufei did not say the following words.
Cheng Xuyuan had no intention of arguing with Li Yufei about this. While he was playing with Xiao An'an, he said to Shen Yumo, "How about we have a big meal today? I'll treat you."
Shen Yumo said: "Let's not eat out anymore. I bought a lot of food."
"Let's have a good meal here."
"By the way, what time is your flight tomorrow?"
After Cheng Xuyuan told the time, Shen Yumo didn't say anything, but quickly got busy.
On this day, Cheng Xuyuan stayed in the villa on the Bund, playing with his son. Amid little An An's happy laughter, he really hoped that time could go slower.
But time would not change because of his thoughts. Cheng Xuyuan still boarded the plane on time the next day and returned to Yanjing.
Before coming back, Cheng Xuyuan had already called Fang Yuqing, so this time when he left the airport, he saw Fang Yuqing.
Cheng Xuyuan had been gone for almost a month and a half. Yanjing, which was still a bit chilly when he left, now had a taste of summer.
Most people took off their sweaters and thick coats, and there were more people walking on the streets.
Fang Yuqing really wanted to throw herself into Cheng Xuyuan's arms, but maybe because there were too many people around her, she ended up just holding Cheng Xuyuan's arm.
But while pushing the luggage, she asked, "Why did you come back just now?"
Listening to Fang Yuqing's complaints, Cheng Xuyuan smiled and said, "It's because a number of things happened at the same time that I came back late."
At this point, Cheng Xuyuan smiled and asked, "How is your internship going?"
"Not bad." Fang Yuqing smiled and said, "Everyone is very nice to me."
"The work isn't too busy, I just help with some chores."
As a top student in the Chinese Department, Fang Yuqing finally decided to stay in school, working while pursuing graduate studies.
Cheng Xuyuan smiled and said, "It's good that you're not busy. If you're too busy, I'll help you."
Fang Yuqing blushed when he said that, but then she said, "Let's go, it's a little hot, let's go home first."
The car was parked outside the airport, and Fang Yuqing's driving skills had improved by leaps and bounds.
She was able to talk to Cheng Xuyuan while driving smoothly towards the Overseas Chinese Apartment.
From Fang Yuqing, Cheng Xuyuan learned a lot of news after he left.
For example, his Farewell My Concubine won the Outstanding Short Story Award this time, and Soldiers Assault won the Novella Award.
Not only that, The Wreath at the Foot of the Mountain, co-authored with Li Cunbao, also won the Outstanding Novella Award.
It can be said that Cheng Xuyuan reaped huge rewards this time.
Not only did both the novella and short story win awards, but there were two novellas at that.
After hearing Fang Yuqing's introduction, Cheng Xuyuan smiled and said, "Actually, my novella is Soldier Assault, and the other one was written by Lao Li."
"It's just that Lao Li is too modest."
Fang Yuqing smiled and said, "After the award ceremony this time, many people came to you?"
“Some people have found the school.”
"I heard that when you went to the Oscars to receive the award, many people went back disappointed."
At this point, Fang Yuqing glanced at Cheng Xuyuan and said, "Xuyuan, I have written down the people who are looking for you. If you can contact them by phone later, it would be best to contact them."
Looking at Fang Yuqing who looked so formal, Cheng Xuyuan smiled and said, "Thank you, Madam, for taking the trouble for me."
Cheng Xuyuan's words instantly made Fang Yuqing's eyes more watery.
She said softly, "I didn't tell anyone that you came back this time. You can stay at home for a few days and then go to class."
(End of this chapter)
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