Chapter 130 Show Zhu Lin your skills!
Li Changhe and the others didn’t actually chat for too long because Gong Xue’s time was limited.

After all, she is an art soldier in the drama troupe. It is impossible for her to stay outside indefinitely. She has to return to the dormitory on time at night.

So the three of them finished their meal quickly and walked back to the door of the drama troupe.

"Sister Zhu Lin, brother-in-law, goodbye!"

Gong Xue waved at Zhu Lin, then walked briskly into the compound of the General Political Department Art Troupe.

Li Changhe and Zhu Lin continued walking along the road towards home.

"Well, Changhe, my vision is good."

"Gong Xue is definitely a good candidate to be an actor."

Zhu Lin said to Li Changhe with a little pride at this time.

Li Changhe chuckled and nodded: "Indeed, but the acting range is not very wide!"

"She has a small and delicate face, which suits her modern costumes, such as female students in the Republic of China, educated youth who went to the countryside and encountered a storm, etc."

"And based on my feeling when I talked to her just now, this girl is quite thoughtful and considerate, so her temperament has a kind of mournful feeling, which is more suitable for sad dramas and the role of a punching bag."

"This, can the roles be divided like this?"

Zhu Lin said in surprise when he heard Li Changhe's analysis.

"Of course, there are certain considerations as to what kind of person's characteristics are suitable for what kind of role."

"Take you for example. It's not suitable for you to play the role of a punching bag or a woman in distress, because you give people the impression of being bright and generous. Unless your acting skills are deep enough, it will look out of place."

"But if you were asked to play the role of a young lady from an aristocratic family, a princess or a queen, I think you would be more capable of doing it."

"Of course, this also has something to do with the stylist. When you make a movie in the future, you must choose a good artist and stylist!"

Li Changhe reminded Zhu Lin seriously.

A good stylist has a huge influence on an actor.

"Changhe, why do I feel like you know more about filming than I do?"

Zhu Lin asked Li Changhe curiously at this time.

Really, except for not seeing Li Changhe directing, he understands everything else about casting, acting, makeup and so on.

"What's the big deal? We often show movies in the dining hall of our school. There are both domestic and foreign movies. To be honest, we may watch no fewer movies than your film school."

"I've seen this stuff a lot, and it's actually just that. It's nothing more than those things in it, and we can discuss them all."

Li Changhe continued to blame Peking University.

But he didn't lie. Movies are indeed shown in the dining hall of Peking University, and many of them are foreign films. It is really a benefit for students.

"Hey, stop talking about it. The treatment you get at Peking University is really great."

After hearing what Li Changhe said, Zhu Lin did not doubt it.

Because what Li Changhe said was indeed true. In this era, the country has 88 key universities, whose resources far exceed those of ordinary schools.

Tsinghua and Peking University are the best among these 88 schools, with resources prioritized and concentrated, which is incomparable.

The General Political Department Art Troupe is very close to the school staff quarters of Li Changhe and his classmates, and there is also a small gate on this side of the staff quarters.

No wonder Zhu Lin had the idea of ​​teaching Gong Xue. It really only took a few minutes to walk from the staff quarters to the gate of the art troupe compound.

When the two returned home, they unexpectedly discovered that Li Lishan had returned.

"Dad, you're back!"

After entering the room, Li Changhe saw Li Lishan sitting on the sofa and immediately greeted him.

"Well, I just came back this afternoon and took a nap. I'll get up now and hold on a little longer. I'll sleep again tonight and do what's that called?"

"jet lag!"

Li Changhe said with a smile.

"Huh? How did you know?"

Li Lishan looked at Li Changhe in surprise.

Li Changhe sighed: "The Jingcheng Hotel is full of foreigners, so this is nothing strange."

"Changhe, what is jet lag?"

Zhu Lin had a question at this time, as she had never come into contact with people going abroad before.

After all, in the past few years, only a very small number of people could travel abroad, and not all countries require jet lag.

"To put it bluntly, it's night here, but it's morning in the United States."

"So if you take a flight from here in the morning and fly for more than ten hours to the United States, it should normally be evening, but it is also morning there."

"Then our bodies are used to our morning and evening rest time here, so there will be physiological reactions that are not adapted there, and we need to slowly adjust. This process is called jet lag."

"I'm still curious, Dad, how did you go to America?"

After Li Changhe finished explaining to Zhu Lin, he asked Li Lishan curiously.

Because China and the United States have not yet established diplomatic relations, let alone direct flights.

If you are flying, you can either leave from Tokyo, Japan or from Hong Kong Island.

"We were actually a secret inspection team this time. We left by plane from Tokyo, Japan, and announced to the public that we were going to Japan."

"When we got there, there were Americans who came to meet us and took us to visit many places."

"You don't know until you see it. Once you see it, you will be shocked. The gap between us and others is really too big."

Li Lishan couldn't help but sigh at this time.

Li Changhe understood Li Lishan's sigh. For Chinese people going abroad, the United States in this era is indeed a subversive experience.

"The tallest buildings in Beijing, such as the Beijing Hotel and CCTV headquarters building, are considered tall. They are all more than ten stories high."

"But in the United States, they have skyscrapers that are four or five hundred meters high. It's incomparable."

"Four or five hundred meters, that high?"

Zhu Lin was also quite shocked when he heard it.

The Capital Hotel is such a nice building, but its height is less than 100 meters. How tall can a building be if it is 400 or 500 meters?
"When your father told me just now, I was also surprised. It's much taller than the tall buildings in our capital."

"By the way, you two should try this. It's the soda your dad brought back from America. It's very sweet."

As Shen Yuxiu spoke, she placed two bottles of red and white cans of Coke in front of Li Changhe and Zhu Lin.

"Is this the American drink called Coke?"

Zhu Lin looked at the red can packaging and asked curiously.

Then, seeing Li Lishan and the others looking at her curiously, she immediately explained, "I saw it in a movie. We filmed a movie about the Korean War, and their soldiers seemed to drink this, but it was in a glass bottle."

"Coca-Cola, this comes in a can."

Li Changhe said with a smile at this time.

"You know him too?"

Shen Yuxiu looked at Li Changhe in surprise again.

Li Changhe smiled and said, "The representatives of Coca-Cola are now negotiating with the people of COFCO at the Jingcheng Hotel to sell this in our country."

"But I don't think it will be possible to reach an agreement in the short term."

The premise for their agreement was the conclusion of the Sino-US Communiqué on the Establishment of Diplomatic Relations. They couldn't even finish the talks on establishing diplomatic relations, let alone commercial negotiations.

Li Changhe estimated that his father and others’ trip to the United States this time must have been initiated by the Americans.

After all, during this period, the United States was under great pressure from the Soviet Union and was in a strategic defensive position.

Therefore, they urgently need to win over China to put pressure on the Soviet Union. After all, China's position directly threatens the Soviet Union's rear.

This was also the major premise for the friendly Sino-US relations throughout the 1980s. Li Changhe also knew that in a few years, the Americans would be eager to pull China into NATO and proposed a comprehensive replacement of domestic weapons and equipment, including a full upgrade of the military industry.

At the same time, most of the restrictive technologies in the West are released to China, and the pie drawn is big and round.

But don't think that this is out of kindness. In fact, this proposal was decisively rejected by the top management.

If that were to happen, the millions of Soviet troops stationed on the border would definitely march south immediately, the Sino-Soviet War would break out immediately, and the entire northern part of the country might be engulfed in war.

Therefore, this strategy of driving the wolf to devour the tiger was seen through by the top management at a glance and decisively rejected.

The people above are actually awake.

"Come, try it. It's good to drink this occasionally."

Li Changhe opened the can and handed one to Zhu Lin.

Zhu Lin took a sip, felt the sweet and sour taste of the bubbles, and nodded.

“It tastes weird, but it’s delicious.”

"Dad, you went there and just bought Coke?"

Li Changhe then asked curiously.

Li Lishan sighed, "I didn't buy any of this. They were given to me by people over there when I came back. We only have a 50-dollar limit each, so we can hardly buy anything."

"Finally, after everyone discussed it, no one bought it."

There was one more thing Li Lishan didn't say, which was that everyone was afraid that they might get slapped with a hat after buying something.

I simply didn't buy any of them. This Coke was given to me as a gift, and it was only distributed with the approval of the foreign affairs department.

It is said that the country's liaison department there has been drinking this stuff for a long time, and it was given by the Coca-Cola Company.

"Okay, I won't talk to you anymore. I need to go to sleep for a while to adjust to the time difference, and then I have to write the inspection report."

After chatting for a while, Li Lishan felt sleepy and immediately prepared to go to bed.

He is old, and it is quite troublesome for him to adjust to the jet lag.

After Li Lishan returned to his room, Li Changhe and Zhu Lin also took the Coke and went back to their own rooms.

"Changhe, do you think there are really buildings several hundred meters high in the United States?"

Zhu Lin asked Li Changhe softly.

Li Changhe smiled and said, "Yes, I saw in the movies that they were able to build buildings several hundred meters high 40 or 50 years ago."

Rockefeller's Empire State Building should have been built in the 1930s, which is 40 years ago. It is more than 400 meters high.

The United States today should be in the last glorious period of large-scale infrastructure construction. Much of their infrastructure was completed in the 1970s.

After the collapse of the Soviet Union, the world's economic markets were waiting for it to conquer the world, and all capital was pouring out to sea like crazy.

Then the domestic infrastructure fell into decline, and no one cared about it anymore, except for simple maintenance.

So in another forty years, when the new generation of Europeans and Americans come to China and see the beautiful urban infrastructure, they will have the same feelings as Li Lishan does now.

Things will change over time, and the boomerang will eventually hit you back.

"Why, you want to see it too?"

Li Changhe asked Zhu Lin softly.

Zhu Lin shook his head: "No, I just felt a little sad after listening to it. How could such a tall building not collapse?"

"This is the field of architecture. There must be a solution."

Li Changhe did not continue to answer. After all, he couldn't know everything.

He "knew" enough for today.

"Yeah, they're all from the United States, love them however you want."

After hearing what Li Changhe said, Zhu Lin was no longer curious.

This girl really has no interest in foreign countries.

Li Changhe remembered that even when this girl was at the peak of her popularity in her previous life, she had rarely traveled abroad and had always stayed in China.

It’s a good thing that the daughter-in-law is not fawning on foreigners!
"Shall I bring you some water to wash your feet?"

After drinking the Coke, Zhu Lin stood up and prepared to go to the bathroom to help Li Changhe get some water.

"Let me do it. You've been walking with Teacher Yang all day today. I'll go get you some water. You change your clothes first."

Li Changhe then went to the bathroom, adjusted the water temperature in the foot basin, and then brought it back to the house.

In the room, Zhu Lin had already changed into a vest and shorts, with her two white legs resting on the edge of the bed.

Li Changhe came over with water and took the initiative to soak his wife's two white and tender little feet in it.

Then he gently pressed it for her.

In his previous life, Li Changhe was a frequent customer of the foot massage parlor. After all, as a typist with a bad cervical spine, he would go to the foot massage parlor when he was too lazy to exercise.

Feeling Li Changhe's technique, Zhu Lin felt inexplicably comfortable.

"Changhe, where did you learn this?"

Zhu Lin asked softly.

"There is a classmate in our school whose family used to practice traditional Chinese medicine. It is said that this has been passed down in the family."

“Sometimes when we were tired from playing, he taught us to do this.”

"I'll give you a massage later."

Li Changhe also became interested at this time. After helping Zhu Lin wash, he quickly washed himself and then returned to the house.

"Come on, lie down!"

Li Changhe instructed Zhu Lin to lie down, and then began to perform his technique on Zhu Lin.

He has never practiced it specifically, but practice makes perfect and he has mastered the general techniques.

The joy of the boudoir.

Zhu Lin was enjoying it comfortably at first, but after a while, he found that Li Changhe's hands had changed places.

“Is this a massage?”

At this time, Zhu Lin questioned Li Changhe helplessly.

Li Changhe said with a chuckle.

"I call this meridian dredging, a unique secret method."

Then the show started
That night, Li Changhe used all his skills to clear up everything for his wife.

The effect is also excellent.

Early the next morning, Zhu Lin once again got on the bus to Zhuxinzhuang with a radiant look on his face.

On the other side, Li Changhe also rode his bicycle back to school.

After finishing class in the morning, I was just about to go to the cafeteria when I was called to Dong Wenjun’s office.

"Teacher Dong, are you looking for me?"

Li Changhe was a little puzzled. He probably hadn't done anything particularly out of the ordinary recently.

In the office, besides Dong Wenjun and Teacher Wang, there were two other people.

"Changhe, I'm not the one looking for you. These two comrades from the Beijing Film Studio are the ones looking for you."

Dong Wenjun pointed at the two middle-aged men sitting on the small sofa and said with a smile.

After hearing this, Li Changhe was a little surprised.

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