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Chapter 665 Mr. Xie’s movie dream

Xie Yufei is no longer the person who only received three yuan in royalties at the beginning of last year.

So far, he has received 18 yuan in royalties.

A huge sum of money.

In response, the captain's uncle expressed his blessing and advised him to eat something good.

"You earn 18 yuan a year, how can you still be happy?"

Li Dahe was deeply confused and just wanted to kick him awake: "Old Wang, you are so stupid. You are 92 this year. You can make 20 yuan a month cutting matchboxes."

"Uncle, you don't understand my feelings. I am accumulating now, you know, right? Just like a child picking wheat, bending down and burying his head, picking them one by one. Finally, there is enough for a pot of rice."

Li Dahe: "First of all, the wheat is picked one by one; secondly, you are twenty, you can already be a father, you are not a little kid; finally, a pot of rice is not enough for you."

Faced with the cruel reality of being torn apart by the captain's uncle, Mr. Xie didn't care. He didn't even calculate whether the 18 yuan would be enough for him to buy a year's worth of film.

For Xie Yufei, getting recognition is far more important than making money.

Obviously, the same is true for the Xie family.

Xie Zhe, who was always being teased for his young son's lack of ambition, finally felt so proud in the past two days that it didn't even matter that he interfered with the blind date with the girl from the Chen family.

He praised his second daughter profusely, especially her heroic decision to buy Xie Yufei a camera last year, and even reimbursed her for the cost of the camera.

The second sister of the Xie family shrugged helplessly - she didn't know who scolded her so much in the first place, saying that she would just spoil Xie Yufei and act nonsense.

Seeing that Xie Yufei finally had a serious career, the Xie family felt happy.

until--

"You want to make a movie? I want to borrow the equipment from the film studio and have it sent to you? I think you want to be beaten!"

Xie Zhe was so angry with his youngest son that his head was buzzing.

He just took the photos and he's going to make a movie?
Why doesn't he want to go to heaven?

Xie Yufei was helplessly yelled at by his own father. He tried his best to defend himself: "Dad, I'm serious. After Brother Cheng sent me to the forest farm, I read a lot and thought a lot. I really didn't lie to you... I didn't want to sell. I only need the equipment of the film studio... No, in your mind, I am so poor? Since you think I am so poor, can you give me ten more yuan a month... Dad? Dad? "

Xie Yufei sighed and put down the phone.

Li Dahe smoked a cigarette and looked at him: "Your father ignored you?"

"Alas..." Xie Yufei sighed, "Uncle, do you think my dad is too hasty? He didn't even listen to what I said."

"Your father's temper is good enough."

"Ok?"

"If it were me, I would have whipped you long ago."

"Look what you said, my dad is too far away from me. He didn't think he would be guilty of coming here to give me a beating. Otherwise, I would have been beaten long ago!"

"Listening to this, are you quite proud?"

"That wouldn't be the case."

Li Dahe was so angry that he choked on his cigarette, coughed for a long time and then pushed the phone to him: "Call your dad again."

Xie Yufei's eyes were filled with little stars: "Do you want me to explain it to my dad again?"

Li Dahe: "I want you to ask your father if you want me to whip you for him."

"..."

Xie Yufei felt that they didn't understand him.

So, he made a special call to Su Yuncheng's home, intending to get some comfort from Lin Nianhe.

Lin Nianhe asked him to find a place with the wind and squat down.

Mr. Xie held the phone and couldn't calm down for a long time...

Xiaohe had to be thinking about him. She was even afraid of him blowing and made him squat in the leeward place!
Of course Xie Yufei would not give up his movie dream. The next day he put on his backpack and went to find the director of the design factory with a camera and two treasured copies of Huaxia Newspaper.

"Uncle Ji, are you interested in making a movie about a textile factory? Just make a movie about how we work hard to achieve greater glory! How about you paying for it and me doing the work? I don't want any compensation. You can lend me the equipment after the filming. Just use it.”

Uncle Ji: "Not interested." "Then are you interested in sponsoring me to make a documentary about life in a forest farm?"

"No."

"If you think about it carefully, are you really not interested? What a great cause this is!"

Director Ji thought carefully——

"Not really."

Xie Yufei felt that the melon couldn't be shaken off, so he went to find Wang Xiao again.

There was no surprise. As soon as the money was mentioned, Uncle Wang ignored everyone.

Mr. Xie hit a wall and finally lost his temper.

"I'll take the photos myself!"

Then, he asked Lin Nianhe how much the camera cost.

Lin Nianhe didn't know about this issue yet, so he called Shen Yu to ask.

Hearing the money that counted in the tens of thousands, Mr. Xie fell into a long silence.

I don’t know if he negotiated with someone whether he could buy it for 18 yuan or not and whether the other party would agree.

He guessed not.

Lin Nianhe didn't mind watching the excitement, and said with a playful smile: The cultural troupe in the Black Province also has all the equipment needed for making movies, and you can borrow it shamelessly.

Xie Yufei thought about it, he still had to have this face.

He just fell in the face of someone's pillar, and now he turned around and borrowed it. What kind of words did he say?

Lin Nianhe didn't take this matter to heart. He just thought that Xie Yufei was having a fever. After hearing about it and teasing him, he forgot about Xie Yufei and his movie dream.

She took advantage of the last bit of family leave time to accompany Zheng Shan to several table tennis lessons.

Except for the New Year days, the little girl trains with the provincial team every day, two hours after school every day during school days, and four hours during holidays.

After not seeing each other for a few months, her hair has grown longer, she looks much stronger than before, she has more smiles on her face, and she is visibly cheerful.

"Sister Lin," Zheng Shan said, "I can already beat Brother Zhang!"

"So awesome!" Lin Nianhe's pupils tightened.

At first, Zhang Yongqing let Zheng Shan win a few small games by letting him go, but now he is no longer a match for this child.

Zheng Shan smiled innocently and said to Lin Nianhe: "The coach told me that if I practice hard, I can compete in the competition in a few years."

"Okay, come on," Lin Nianhe patted her on the head, "Try to win a national championship."

"I want to be the world champion!"

The little girl is quite ambitious, but she doesn't quite understand the table tennis situation.

The Chinese champion is much more valuable than the world champion.

Lin Nianhe didn't say anything. He thought for a moment and then said, "I think you can do it."

The brief pause made her words sound more convincing.

Zheng Shan smiled even happier.

Zheng Lirong was obviously much more relaxed.She doesn't care whether her daughter can be a champion, she just wants to see a smile on her face.

Lin Nianhe and Zheng Lirong determined the supply categories for the future, and then packed their bags and returned to the Shili Brigade.

When she returned, ten days had passed since Xie Yufei called her to ask about the camera.

She thought Xie Yufei should have calmed down. Unexpectedly, as soon as she entered the gate of the Educated Youth Point, she saw Xie Yufei solemnly handing a half-foot-thick stack of letters to Zhou Xu.

Lin Nianhe: "Do you support postal construction?"

(End of this chapter)