“Thanks for your help!”

Gong Xue sat in her seat, holding a notebook, and worked hard to practice her English lines.

There are lots of notes on it. There are teachers who work as translators and producers at Beijing Film Studio and their English is very good. She went there specifically to ask for advice. She studied very late every day and didn’t dare to slack off when taking the train.

A conductor suddenly came over and whispered: "Hello, Comrade Gong Xue, can you sign your name for me?"

"Oh well!"

She raised her head, smiled, picked up the pen, and signed a notebook skillfully.

The conductor left happily.

Within a few minutes, another one came.

"Comrade Gong Xue, can you sign your autograph for me? I like your works so much. I have read "Mom Love Me Again" three times!"

"Thank you for your support!"

Eight people came in ten minutes, taking turns, all looking for celebrities and asking for their autographs.

Gong Xue was the first choice, followed by Li Lianlian, and then it was Li Xiuming and others' turn. Li Xiuming was naturally unhappy. Cheng Yin and Shui Hua were both great directors, and they had long been indifferent. Instead, they felt that young people today were biased and imitated Hong Kong and Taiwan to chase stars.

Very bad.

Ji Chunhua, however, was not impressed with himself and complained: "I performed so well, but the crowd was so ignorant that no one asked for an autograph."

"The masses are so knowledgeable. You are not the material at all. Look, my senior brother is already wanted!" Li Lianjie said with a smile.

"Nonsense, I played the role of Zhan Zhaobai? I am Nan Xia!"

Wang Qun was quite proud.

Huang Qiuyan smiled and said: "The two uncles Yu are meeting in Xi'an. I miss them because I haven't seen them for a long time."

"Are Xiong Xinxin and Sun Jiankui coming?"

"Come on!"

"Hey, it's great that Brother Chen has recruited them all into the company. We can all be together again."

As he was talking, a man suddenly rushed into the carriage, looked around, and said excitedly: "Is Comrade Gong Xue here? I heard that Comrade Gong Xue is here?"

As soon as he saw the real owner, he became even more excited. He rushed over with several strides. Without waiting for a move, he stood up several times. Ji Chunhua stretched out his arm to stop him and said in a rough voice: "Hey! What are you doing?"

"I, I..."

The other party was a little frightened and couldn't speak.

"Sit down, Xiaoji, and scare people!"

Gong Xue scolded and said with a smile: "Comrade, do you have anything to do with me?"

"Ah? I, I, oh, I want to get your autograph. I am your loyal fan! I attended two of your meetings in Beijing. I asked questions. Do you still remember me?"

"It's you, what a coincidence!"

Of course she didn't remember, so she picked up the pen and signed her name, and said with a smile: "Comrade, please don't tell people that we are here. It will be bad for everyone."

"No problem, I won't tell you!"

The other party got the autograph and talked to the goddess, beaming with joy.

"Xiaoji, your reaction is too exaggerated, as if I am following someone else, how embarrassing." Gong Xue reminded in a low voice.

"Sister, Brother Qi has repeatedly told us to protect you. It's not safe these days. If something happens to you, how can we explain to Brother Qi?" Ji Chunhua said.

"You didn't know it at Beijing Film Studio, but the security situation is so bad now that many lesbians don't dare to walk alone at night," Ge Chunyan said.

"Yes, I heard that you can't even open the windows. Someone is robbing the train!"

This noise attracted the attention of the entire carriage. Li Xiuming rolled his eyes again, muttering that he was sour, and his bad premonition became stronger and stronger.

After a while, Gong Xue suddenly stood up and came to the side of director Cheng Yin. Cheng Yin was reading a newspaper while wearing reading glasses. He asked strangely: "Xiao Gong, what's the matter?"

"Let me ask you, will Comrade Gu Yue and Comrade Sun Feihu come?"

"They should all come!"

"Oh, can you give me some recommendations then? I think your "Xi'an Incident" was very well shot and everyone acted well. I would like to ask your seniors for advice."

"Sure! But they started filming late and they didn't start filming earlier than you. You are the old comrade." Cheng Yin joked.

"How dare I? I still have to study."

Gong Xue came back after chatting for a few words, took out a small notebook, and wrote something.

This is what Chen Qi told her before she left, asking her to get to know colleagues from various places during the award ceremony and write down their contact information for future reference.

…………

The journey from Beijing to Xi'an is more than a thousand kilometers, and the train took a long time.

Finally arrived on May 20th.

The awards will be awarded on the 23rd, but everyone has to rehearse in advance, and arrange travel, visits, meetings with leaders and other activities. After the awards are awarded, there will be a symposium, which will take at least a week.

"Everyone will get off the car in a moment and gather quickly!"

"The organizing committee has a car to pick us up. It would be bad if we got separated!"

There were many nominations for the Beijing Film Studio this time. A deputy director personally led the team. Everyone left the station, got on a minibus, and drove to the guest house.

Most of them came to Xi'an for the first time and looked around curiously.

The spacious main road has some tall buildings, and there is a constant flow of people and bicycles. The blue and white tram pulls the wires and sparks, and there are quite a few small vendors. You can see jelly stalls everywhere, and the people hold Qin Opera classes on the streets.

Play and sing...

There is also one selling Bingfeng soda.

The status of Bingfeng Soda in Xi'an is equivalent to that of Arctic Ocean in Beijing, Bawang Temple in Shenyang, Shanhaiguan in Tianjin, Zhengguanghe in Shanghai, and Wuhan No. 2 Factory in Wuhan. Each place has its own brand.

"I bet Xi'an is quite prosperous, isn't it?"

"Isn't this nonsense!"

"Hey, is that the bell tower?"

"Really, by the way, will the organizing committee take us to the Terracotta Warriors and Horses? Are we going to go to the Big Wild Goose Pagoda?"

Everyone was talking excitedly. Gong Xue had already taken out his camera and took pictures as he walked. The vehicles moved forward and soon he saw the old city wall and city gate. There was also a banner on the city gate:

"Warmly welcome the second Golden Rooster Award and the fifth Hundred Flowers Award Award Ceremony to be held in our city!"

Not long after, we arrived at the guest house.

The group of people got out of the car and saw a few people coming down from upstairs. The first was Xiong Xinxin, followed by Sun Jiankui, and Yu Hai and Yu Chenghui walked at the end with a smile on their face.

Xiong Xinxin and Sun Jiankui even did some somersaults and made a greeting gesture.

"Oops! You guys came first!"

"Long time no see, I miss you so much!"

Everyone was happily reunited, and Yu Hai waved his hand: "Shaomei, I haven't seen you for a year!"

"father!"

Gong Xue shouted in response and was very happy.

The others went upstairs first.

This group of people were chatting downstairs, and they were so lively that they blocked the road unconsciously. There were other people coming in and out, and they were not very polite: "Hey, hey! What are you doing? This is the gate, a public place!"

"

"No quality! Stop participating in activities and go home!"

Just be polite. They are all martial arts practitioners and have bad tempers. I immediately shouted: "Hey! Who are you talking about?"

"What's wrong with you?"

Something was wrong. The two elders, Yu Hai and Yu Chenghui, were trying to smooth things over. Gong Xue unexpectedly shouted: "Xiaoji, come back! Xiong Xinxin, come back too!"

Ji Chunhua immediately returned.

Xiong Xinxin hesitated for a moment and then retreated.

"I'm sorry, it's our fault, you go first!"

Gong Xue apologized, and after the other party left, he lectured: "Don't cause trouble when you go out, be honest!"

Except for the two coaches Yu, she is the oldest and the most popular, and standing behind her is Chen Qi. Without Chen Qi, she has an inexplicable sense of responsibility to help manage these energetic boys.

"Go upstairs!"

Gong Xue took the first step, and everyone behind him followed suit.

The gay man couldn't say anything, but Huang Qiuyan winked at Ge Chunyan, meaning, wow! Sister Xue's anger is a bit scary.
Chapter completed!