Chapter 357: News from Zhu Lin

In the bedroom, Li Changhe changed into new clothes.

At the same time, I felt a little surprised. I didn't expect that the girl was quite talented.

Just now, in a hurry, I pulled her, and my hand was placed where it shouldn't be by mistake.

It's impossible to say that you don't feel anything at all. At least it feels soft and uneven.

What do you think?
Crooked!

Li Changhe shook his head and sighed.

Sure enough, after being out for a long time, Xiaoxue has become more pretty.

In the other room, Gong Xue's face was also red at this moment, and she was looking for clothes in the room.

“This is all an accident!”

"Brother-in-law didn't mean it"

By silently giving herself constant reminders in her heart, Gong Xue also calmed down her turbulent heart.

By the time Gong Xue changed her clothes and limped out, Li Changhe had already started cleaning in the kitchen.

After cleaning up the broken pieces of the bowl and the noodle soup spilled on the ground, Li Changhe picked up the apron next to him.

It was obviously Gong Xue's lunch, and it was broken.

It just so happened that he hadn’t eaten yet, so we just made some together.

His skills are average, but he can make noodles or something.

"Here, I made two more bowls, just make do with it."

After bringing out the noodles and placing them on the dining table, Li Changhe greeted Gong Xue and said.

Seeing Li Changhe sitting down and eating with a slurp, Gong Xue also walked over step by step.

"Thank you, brother-in-law."

"Why are you being so polite? By the way, can you tell me what's going on with this Hundred Flowers Award?"

Li Changhe continued to ask curiously at this time.

"I'm not sure about the details, but it seems that there are a lot of people who are against the Hundred Flowers Awards."

Gong Xue told Li Changhe some of the information she knew. After listening to it, Li Changhe sighed.

I originally thought that awards were something that people just shared among themselves, but now it seems that he was too narrow-minded.

But unfortunately, this may be the last "conscience" of the domestic entertainment industry.

Unfortunately, in just a few years, this "conscience" will be gone.

After all, when it comes to "worshiping foreign things and fawning on foreigners", the domestic literary and art circles should be the first group to deteriorate.

Firstly, because of what happened to them in previous years, most of them feel dissatisfied in their hearts.

Secondly, the cultural openness in the 1980s made people in the literary and art circles the first and most exposed group to Western culture.

However, this group of people are only exposed to the superficial culture of the West, and see the glorious, majestic, civilized and just image of it.

However, their life experience is not enough to support them to see through the essence of capitalism through appearances, so the final result is that a large number of intellectuals have become supporters of Western cultural ideas.

This residual poison was not eliminated until thirty or forty years later.

We need to think of a way to deal with this matter. We can't just let those people talk nonsense.

While the two were chatting, the door was opened again, and Zhu Lin walked in.

"Xiaoxue?"

"Xiaoxue?"

As soon as she entered the door, Zhu Lin started shouting at Gong Xue.

After just shouting a few times, I saw a familiar figure standing up in the living room.

"Hmm? When did you come back?"

Seeing Li Changhe, Zhu Lin asked in surprise.

"Just walked in a while ago"

"Looking at you, you don't seem to be welcoming me. Are you blaming me for disturbing your happy life?"

Li Changhe said with a smile.

"Nonsense!"

"By the way, here you go, your trophy."

Zhu Lin threw the big box in her hand to Li Changhe. Li Changhe opened it and saw a huge trophy inside the box.

It is not the shape of the Goddess of Flowers in later generations, but a thick base with a huge trophy-like shape on it. It feels like ceramic, and there is a row of small words on the base.

【The 3rd China Film Popular Film Hundred Flowers Award】

[Best Screenwriter Li Changhe]

“It looks really old-fashioned”

Li Changhe took a look at it and found that the trophy was indeed in the style of an official institution and looked very old-fashioned.

"Okay, don't be so ungrateful. Those people are worried sick because of your trophy."

"Because of you, the Hundred Flowers Awards will be restructured next year and many awards will be cut."

Zhu Lin said to Li Changhe speechlessly at this time.

Li Changhe was also a little surprised when he heard this: "What does this have to do with me?"

"It's because your movies won too many awards, and the jury felt that there were too many awards and it was inappropriate. So next year, it seems that only the Best Actor, Best Actress, Best Supporting Actor, Best Director, and Best Screenwriter awards will be left, and the others will be cut."

“It seems that the voting mode has also changed, but I don’t know the details.”

Zhu Lin just listened to a few words that Wang Yang said sporadically.

"Who cares? You can change it however you want next year. We'll just take it then."

"I think with the quality of The Horse Herder, we should at least win the Best Director and Best Actress awards."

Li Changhe said to Zhu Lin and Gong Xue with a smile.

Hearing this, Zhu Lin shook her head and said, "You, stop dreaming."

"How can this be called a dream?"

"I wrote the script myself, and I have confidence in it."

Li Changhe said confidently at this time.

The Shepherd won an award in the previous life. Although the director and female lead have changed in this life, Li Changhe has refined the script and invested more funds and equipment, so it may not be worse than the previous life.

"Brother-in-law, have you forgotten that we are co-producing this film?"

Gong Xue reminded Li Changhe softly at this time.

"I know, what's wrong with co-production?" Li Changhe didn't react yet.

"Co-productions can't be nominated, idiot. The Hundred Flowers Awards are only for domestic films. Our film The Horse Herder is a co-production and can't be nominated."

Zhu Lin said to Li Changhe somewhat helplessly.

“Is there still such a rule?”

After hearing this, Li Changhe was stunned.

I was originally thinking of using the Wrangler to win a prize for my wife, but now this has directly blocked my way.

"What do you think? Anyway, we have no hope of winning the prize."

"So, is this only true for the Hundred Flowers Awards, or for all others?"

Li Changhe remembered that there were several awards in later generations, such as Hundred Flowers, Golden Rooster, Huabiao, Magnolia, Golden Eagle and so on. Is there only Hundred Flowers these days?

"What else? There is no other award. There is only one Hundred Flowers Award in the film industry now!"

"But I heard from Director Wang Yang that they are going to set up another award next year, which will be set up by the Film Association and the Federation of Literary and Art Circles. The details have not been decided yet."

At this time, Zhu Lin gave Li Changhe some scientific knowledge.

"A new one will be established next year? Will it be the Golden Rooster?"

Li Changhe is not particularly familiar with these film awards. He can name them, but he doesn't know the details.

However, the Golden Rooster is still a very famous name, and the time is early enough. If a new award is really established next year, Li Changhe estimates that it will most likely be the Golden Rooster.

So, does the Golden Rooster Awards allow co-productions to be nominated?

"Hey, Xiaoxue, what's wrong with your foot?"

At this time, Zhu Lin saw the gauze wrapped around Gong Xue's ankle. It was mainly because Gong Xue changed her clothes and changed into a pair of slightly shorter pants, which exposed her ankle, making it convenient to change the bandage and also breathable.

"Don't mention it. I scared you."

"I came back just now and heard some noise in the kitchen. I thought it was you."

"As I walked over, she had just finished cooking the noodles and was walking out. When she saw me, she screamed and threw a bowl of hot noodles at me."

"Then she fell down. Luckily I pulled her up and she only got her ankle scratched by the debris."

Li Changhe said helplessly.

After hearing this, Zhu Lin was also speechless.

"The wound isn't deep. I applied some alcohol on her. She should have a good rest this afternoon. I think she'll be fine tomorrow."

This kind of wound may seem to bleed a lot at the time, but it is actually not a big problem.

"Well, then Xiaoxue should have a good rest this afternoon."

Zhu Lin also said.

Gong Xue nodded: "Okay, Sister Linlin."

After finishing her meal, Gong Xue tactfully returned to her room.

Li Changhe and Zhu Lin also returned to the bedroom.

Then as soon as she returned to the bedroom and closed the door, Zhu Lin flew into the air and was held in the arms of Li Changhe.

"woo"

Zhu Lin opened her eyes wide at first, but soon she became addicted and hugged Li Changhe's neck tightly.

It wasn't until her clothes started to fall off that she reacted.

"Changhe, is Xiaoxue at home?"

It's not like the two of them had never made love in broad daylight, but at that time they were the only two people at home.

"She's sleeping in the afternoon."

"Besides, our house is well soundproofed."

"It's not like she hasn't lived here before."

As Li Changhe spoke, he skinned his wife like a white jade beauty.

It's been more than a month, and he's really been feeling frustrated.

It would be wrong to wait at this time.

After hearing what Li Changhe said, Zhu Lin thought about it and realized that this was not the first time the other party had lived in their house.

What's more, after so long, she missed Li Changhe very much.

As a result, Zhu Lin responded more enthusiastically.

On the other side, in the room, Gong Xue was lying on the bed, hugging the quilt.

She would not leave this door this afternoon. After all, she knew very well that once Li Changhe came back, the two of them would be like dried firewood and dry wood, and would be unstoppable.

Oh, I should have gone back to the dormitory earlier.

It's a pity that I'm such a loser that my foot got injured at this moment and I can't go back even if I want to.

Gong Xue slapped herself angrily, and then seemed to hear sister Zhu Lin's shouting faintly in her ears again.

All are hallucinations.

I've never heard of it before.

Gong Xue pulled the quilt over her head and covered herself up.

More than an hour later, Zhu Lin lay powerless on Li Changhe's body, not wanting to move at all.

How come this guy has so much energy after being out for a month, like a buffalo?

"By the way, Changhe, some time ago, Editor-in-Chief Liu from the People's Daily came to see you."

"looking for me?"

At this time, Li Changhe was playing with the white jade ornament with one hand and asked in surprise.

"I don't know. It seems that Editor-in-Chief Zhang is looking for you."

"He knew you were not here, but he didn't say anything. He just told me to tell you to go find him when you come back."

After Zhu Lin finished speaking, she yawned again and slapped Li Changhe's annoying hand away.

"Don't move, I want to sleep for a while."

Afterwards, Zhu Lin quickly fell into a deep sleep.

After Zhu Lin fell asleep, Li Changhe got up and put on his clothes again.

After covering Zhu Lin with the quilt, he went out the door and came to his study.

At this time, feeling refreshed, Li Changhe planned to start writing the novel which he had not started for a long time.

(End of this chapter)