Back to 80: My literary life.

Chapter 487 Great Changes at Xiying Studio (First Update)
In the afternoon, Fang Minghua took a nap as usual. After getting up, he washed his face and prepared to go to the study to write. The phone rang. Fang Minghua went to answer it. A man with a thick Guanzhong accent came from the other end of the phone.

"Minghua, this is Yimou. Have you received the letter from the Golden Rooster Awards Jury?"

"I got it this morning. How come you got it too?"

"Yes, in addition to winning the Best Screenplay Award, Qiu Ju also won six awards including Best Story, Best Director, Best Actress, Best Costumes, and Best Recording."

"Congratulations, Yimou, you have another great harvest." Fang Minghua said with a smile.

"Isn't it because you wrote a good script? Minghua, are you free tonight? I want to celebrate and call all the main creative staff of the crew."

"Okay, what time? Where?"

"It will be placed at Xijing Restaurant at 6pm."

"Okay, I'll be there on time."

At 5:30 in the afternoon, Fang Minghua changed his clothes and went out to take a taxi. He knew that he would have to drink on this trip, so it would be better not to drive.

Arriving at a private room on the second floor of Xijing Restaurant, Fang Minghua went in and saw that there were already several people sitting there.

Gu Changwei, Zhou Xiaowen, He Ping, Lu Wei. Fang Minghua knew these people. They were all Wu Tianming's disciples and the backbone of the Xi'an Film Studio.
Of course, there were two or three people I didn’t know. One of them was a young girl with bright eyes, white teeth and a beautiful face.

Never seen it in real life, but often seen in movies and calendars.

Gong Li.

As the actress who played the leading role in "Qiu Ju Goes to Court" and won the Golden Rooster Award for Best Actress, it is natural for her to attend this party.

Gong Huang was really beautiful when she was young, with a face full of collagen.

Fang Minghua sighed in his heart.

Gong Li was very respectful when she met Fang Minghua. She did not call him by his pen name Minghua or Chairman Fang, but called him Teacher Fang all the time, which sounded very cordial.

Gong Li naturally does not live in Xijing. She said that she came to Xijing this time to shoot an advertisement for the Yellow River Color TV Factory.

Sitting next to her was Zhang Yimou.

At this time, Zhang Yimou was smiling and in high spirits.

"Minghua, come here, sit down. Let me introduce you. I won't talk about Chang Wei and the others, but you know them. This is Hu Xiaofeng, my producer."

"Hello, Chairman Fang."

"Hello, Director Hu."

Both sides smiled and shook hands.

Hu Xiaofeng is also a celebrity in the film and television industry, especially as Feng Xiaogang's "exclusive" producer. He is the producer of Feng Xiaogang's films such as "1942" and "Aftershock".

However, Feng Xiaogang was still unknown at that time, but Hu Xiaofeng had already made his mark in the film and television industry.

"This is recording engineer Li Lanhua, who won the Best Recording Award."

"This is fashion designer Tong Huamiao, who won the Best Costume Award."

Zhang Yimou introduced them one by one, and Fang Minghua shook hands with them one by one.

After the introduction, Fang Minghua sat down next to Zhang Yimou and suddenly realized that someone was missing. He hurriedly asked, "Yimou, where is your Director Wu? Did he not come today because of something?"

After hearing Fang Minghua's words, the lively atmosphere of talking and laughing suddenly became quiet. After a while, Zhang Yimou said, "Director Wu, you are in the United States and can't come back. You are no longer our director."

"What's going on?" Fang Minghua was shocked.

Only then did Zhang Yimou explain the details.

Just this summer, in order to commend Xi'an Film Studio, the higher-level leaders agreed to Xi'an Film Studio's proposal to arrange for the main creative staff to go abroad for inspection and study. Wu Tianming took the lead in going abroad for a one-month inspection.

"Originally everything was going well, but when Director Wu was interviewed by a reporter during his inspection, I don't know if the reporter set him up and he said things he shouldn't have said, but his superiors were furious and removed him from his position as director, and temporarily did not allow him to return to China." So that's it!

Fang Minghua sighed deeply.

Before he came to this era, he saw on the Internet that Wu Tianming stayed in the United States for several years before returning to China, but he didn't know the specific reason.

such a pity.

Fang Minghua felt sorry not only for Wu Tianmin, but also for Xi'an Film Studio.

The Xi'an Film Studio, known as the "Oriental Hollywood" and "professional chicken farmer", has completed its most glorious period and is beginning to decline.

Although Zhang Yimou, Gu Changwei, Zhou Xiaofeng and others present here are still active in the film industry and have created brilliant careers one after another, this has gradually become irrelevant to the Xi'an Film Studio. These fifth-generation filmmakers have left the Xi'an Film Studio for various reasons, and many have started a career of "drifting north".

When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter.

A proud area of ​​Qin Province is about to decline.

But now, the men present here are still chatting and laughing. After all, they have each made a name for themselves in the film and television industry. Perhaps they no longer need the fat factory director who once protected them from the wind and rain?
Thinking of this, Fang Minghua couldn't help but sigh again.

Throughout the banquet, Fang Minghua seemed a little uninterested. After drinking, she politely declined Zhang Yimou's invitation to dance in the ballroom, left the restaurant, took a taxi and went straight home.

The lights in the living room were on. It turned out that Song Tangtang had returned and was studying English. Seeing Fang Minghua reeking of alcohol when he returned, he asked, "Is there another dinner party today?"

"Well, didn't Qiu Ju win an award? Zhang Yimou invited a few friends to dinner to celebrate."

"I saw the news in the newspaper. He won several awards. Zhang Yimou is really amazing. He wins awards for everything he shoots." Song Tangtang praised him and looked at Fang Minghua, "Why didn't you go dancing after drinking?"

"What activities?" Fang Minghua sat down on the sofa and unbuttoned his T-shirt collar: "Wu Tianmin is stranded in the United States and can't come back."

"Ah, what's going on?"

Fang Minghua recounted what had happened.

After hearing this, Song Tangtang sighed deeply and didn't know what to say.

She knew that her husband had a good relationship with Wu Tianmin, so she comforted him softly: "I think it's only temporary. Director Wu will be back soon."

"Very soon?" Fang Minghua smiled bitterly.

I think it was back in the mid-1990s?
Moreover, when he came back, the Xi'an Film Studio was no longer the same Xi'an Film Studio, and Chinese films were no longer what they were when he was there.

But this is history and no one can change it.

Fang Minghua naturally couldn't let his wife's mood be affected by his own discomfort. He no longer wanted to talk about this topic and instead asked, "How is the visa application going?"

"It's already been done. There are so many people going abroad this year." Song Tangtang said, "The day before yesterday, I went to the embassy to pick up the visa documents, and I ran into a poet you know."

"Who?"

"North Island."

"Bei Dao has also gone abroad," Fang Minghua sighed again.

"Well, those who go abroad will eventually come back. You don't have to sigh. This is their home and the root of their literature. It is a terrible thing for a poet to give up direct closeness to his mother tongue," Song Tangtang advised.

"Tangtang, your insights are very profound!" Fang Minghua couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

indeed so.

While in exile in a foreign country, Bei Dao often felt the suspension of his mother tongue.

He once wrote in his book “Hometown Accent”: “When I spoke Chinese in front of the mirror, I felt that my motherland was a hometown accent, and therefore, I was terrified by the alienation brought by being so far away from my motherland.”

"Okay, Minghua, let's not talk about this anymore. I have already got my visa, and in two days I will take the children abroad to meet Lili with my second aunt. What do you want to say to her?" Song Tangtang said.

(End of this chapter)