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Chapter 877: Filming suspended, a different Spring Festival
On New Year's Eve, the little boy looked very cute in a festive red coat that looked like a big cotton-padded jacket, and with his hair braided in two pigtails by Liu Yifei.

"Do you want to call your classmates to wish them a happy new year?" Liu Yifei asked with a smile as she straightened the little boy's clothes.

"Maybe you won't meet so soon after the Spring Festival!"

"Ah, why?" the little bun asked in confusion.

"Because you have to protect yourself and not cause trouble!"

"Then I'm going to call many, many classmates." The little bun immediately stretched out his two hands and started counting by counting.

"Then do it sooner rather than later, because maybe no one will pay attention to you anymore." Liu Yifei smiled and helped Xiao Baozi contact some of his good classmates.

I have to say that Xiao Baozi’s social skills have come into play and he has many friends now.

Even Liu Yifei was tired of pressing the buttons. Listening to the little kid chatting with the kid on the other side of the phone, she couldn't help but look at Li Mu with a wry smile.

Li Mu shrugged, indicating that he could do nothing to help.

This year is a special year. The Spring Festival Gala has a special program list. Liu Yifei even cried after watching it. Liu Xiaoli couldn't help but wipe away Liu Yifei's tears.

After all, that's her hometown.

"Let's donate more later to bless your hometown." At night, in the bedroom, Li Mu hugged Liu Yifei and whispered.

"Yeah!" Liu Yifei nodded slightly.

During the Spring Festival, no one expected that yq would reach its peak directly, but most people were somewhat prepared.

People stayed at home, logistics were interrupted. Firewood, rice, oil, salt and vegetables were greatly affected.
Li Mu also received a call from the General Administration on the third day of the Lunar New Year. To sum it up, it can be summed up in three words: stop.

Li Mu immediately held an online meeting, with all members of the production and director teams participating.

"All plans are interrupted and the coordination work must be stopped. The specific restart time is to be determined."

Li Mu spoke calmly. Huang Jianxin also knew the news and said a few words.

"But we already have more than 2,000 staff members in Dandong.

A producer couldn't help but say, seeming a little confused.

"Safety first, everyone come back, the crew will cover the expenses!"

"Director Li, Director Huang, we are fine, after all, we are Chinese, but there are still a large number of foreign actors. According to the current notice, they cannot leave, and they will also face the problem of visa expiration."

Another producer who stayed in Dandong explained the current situation, which was indeed very bad.

"I will coordinate with the relevant departments on this issue. Please wait for my news." Huang Jianxin responded that this issue had to be discussed by him as the chief producer.

For now, it is also a big job.

“The Imperial Capital Film Bureau and the Central Propaganda Film Bureau have decided that we should use this time to polish the script and improve the completion of the film.

Therefore, the script will be further refined, and the director and screenwriter team will complete this work."

Li Mu also took this opportunity to arrange the work of revising the script. It just so happened that everyone had time at this time.

The 13-word script was not refined enough before due to time constraints, but this time there is enough time.

At this time, Li Mu had two tasks in front of him. One was to participate in the refinement of "Changjin Lake", and the other was to write the first draft of the script of "30,000 Miles from Chang'an".

Fortunately, we couldn’t go out during this Spring Festival and everyone stayed at home.

Just with the little bun around, there is indeed more joy.

On the fifth night of the New Year, after dinner, Li's mother was about to clean up when Liu Yifei stood up and prepared to help. Li Mu took a look at the remaining potatoes and a piece of ginger that looked like potatoes, and immediately had an idea.

"Wait a minute!" Li Mu paused, "Mom, you take a rest today, leave it to us."

"???" Li's mother was stunned for a moment, then she became a little suspicious, "You guys are not going to let the little one wash it?"

Mother Li felt that based on her understanding of the two people, this matter seemed to be nine out of ten.

"I am such a person, but my girl, do you want to help grandma wash the dishes? Actually, there are not many, just a few."

The little bun blinked and immediately shouted, "Good duck!"

Mother Li couldn't stop smiling.

Liu Yifei was stunned for a moment, not knowing what Li Mu wanted to do, and then sat down.

"Let's be fair. Here, there are two potatoes." Li Mu picked up two potatoes and put them on an empty plate, along with a piece of ginger. "Look, it looks so much like a potato!"

"Dad, it's ginger, it looks like ginger!"

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Li Mu used chopsticks to quickly turn the three pieces of things. After a while, he couldn't tell which one was potato and which one was ginger.

"The three of us, each chooses a piece to eat. Whoever gets the prize will wash the dishes. How about that, isn't it fair?" Li Mu said with a smile.

"Good duck, good duck, choose the nest first!"

The little boy was very excited. This game looked very fun. "Dad, can we use the red system next time?"

"Uh!" Li Mu's forehead twitched. He couldn't think of anything that looked like a tomato.

"Then baby, you choose first, and mom and dad will choose later." Liu Yifei propped up her head with interest and directed. "I'll choose this one!" After thinking for a long time, the little bun finally chose the one closest to him.

"Okay, in that case, I'll choose this one." Liu Yifei also referred to Xiao Baozi's selection method and chose the one closer to her.

Naturally, the remaining one belongs to Li Mu.

Li's mother and a few others also came over to watch. Washing dishes was not a big deal, the most important thing was to see who got to eat.

"Mom and Dad, you seven, I'm afraid of Jiang Jiang."

After Xiao Baozi made her choice, she blinked her eyes and didn’t want to try it because she didn’t like the spicy ginger at all.

"Don't worry, grandma will help you wash if you lose." Li's mother immediately stepped forward.

"Mom, what are you doing? If you lose, you have to wash it yourself. You can't help me!" Li Mu said helplessly. Otherwise, what was the point of playing this game.

"Grandma, I'll be here when I get there."

"Good, good, good!" Li's mother smiled as brightly as a flower and said several good words.

"Let me eat first." After Liu Yifei picked it up and put it in her mouth, her eyes lit up, and then she looked at Li Mu, "This is a potato, hehe, it's your turn."

"Oh, I'm lucky." Li Mu said casually, and then picked up his own piece. However, after getting closer, Li Mu felt there was something different. Although they looked very similar from a distance, potatoes are potatoes after all, and there are some differences when you get closer.

However, Li Mu still put it into his mouth, and then a faint "crush, crush, crush" sound was heard.

Liu Yifei was sitting next to Li Mu. She heard the sound and knew immediately that it was definitely not potatoes.

But Li's mother was with the little boy and didn't hear it.

"Dad, it's a potato duck whether you tie it or not."

When the little boy saw that Li Mu didn't say anything, he thought he was also a potato, and then he felt that he had lost.

After Li Mu took a bite, he felt it was a bit spicy and didn't say anything for a while.

"Okay, let's go wash the dishes." The little bun prepared to work very consciously.

But Liu Yifei stood up at this time, "Baby, don't go, Daddy ate the ginger."

"Oh, as a father, you actually want to lie to the little bun." Li's mother was immediately unhappy, thinking that Li Mu was coaxing the little bun into washing the dishes.

"Water!" Li Mu yelled a word and immediately coughed because he was choked.

Seeing this, Liu Yifei quickly picked up the kettle next to her and poured some water over.

After drinking the water, Li Mu felt much better. "Mom, where did you get this ginger? It's so spicy."

"Fresh ginger, what's the problem?"

"Too aggressive!" Li Mu almost burst into tears, "Okay, I'll wash it, who is tricking the little bun?"

"Dad, let me help you!"

Seeing that Li Mu was cleaning up, the little bun also helped very actively.

Liu Yifei also stood up with a smile, hung the apron for Li Mu, and then helped Xiao Baozi.

Li Mu was responsible for washing them clean, and the other two were responsible for arranging them neatly. However, since little Baozi was not tall enough, Liu Yifei had to hold him up so that she could touch him.

The three of them were busy in the kitchen for a long time, talking and laughing.

Although we were unable to visit relatives and friends during this Spring Festival and had to stay at home, online entertainment gave rise to the phenomenon.

For example, Liu Yifei started playing online mahjong with Tiantian and Shu Chang. They were having a lot of fun because no one had anything to do, so they had free time.

Li Mu first thought about "30,000 Miles from Chang'an" and wanted to finish the first draft as soon as possible so that he could give it to the screenwriter team for polishing later.

Although outdoor-produced films may stagnate for a long time, animated films can still be made as long as production continues.

The film and television industry is also praying and hoping for a quick recovery.

According to the experience of 2002, it is highly likely that it will not last particularly long. Many film and television companies are still full of confidence for the time being. After all, with regard to the current increase in domestic film and television, although the development will be temporarily hindered, as long as it can recover, everything will come back.

Li Bai, a banished immortal whose talent rivaled that of the sun and the moon; Gao Shi, the only famous poet of the Tang Dynasty who was promoted to the rank of marquis.
Li Mu started from the two people's own settings, drew materials from history, and added Gao Shi's own historical gaps to make secondary creations.

"I know, this is the bright moonlight in front of the bed." These days, the little boy would lie on the table and watch Li Mu write scripts from time to time. He didn't recognize many poems, but the only one he recognized was Li Mu's "Quiet Night Thoughts".

"Then you are really awesome!"

Li Mu smiled and rubbed the little bun's head.

"Yes, I'm awesome!" The little bun's tail immediately stood up after being praised by Li Mu, "I can do it all."

"Oh, let's hear it."

Liu Yifei asked with interest.

"The moon shines brightly before my bed, I wonder if it is the incense on the ground"

The little boy finished reciting the poem, but his pronunciation was still not standard. Liu Yifei immediately caught him and trained him word by word to correct some of the non-standard pronunciation. After all, he would be four years old in less than two months, and he couldn't always be like this.

At this time, because theaters were closed, the film and television industry seemed to have entered an unprecedented depression, and the filming of various movies and TV series was suspended.

All eyes and attention are on this major event.
(End of this chapter)