Back to 80: My literary life.

Chapter 566 Song Tangtang is going to the United States

Fang Minghua did not call Song Tangtang in advance to pick her up at the airport. After arriving at Xijing Xiguan Airport, she took a taxi home directly.

As the gate of the small courtyard was opened, a black shadow rushed over from under the eaves. It turned out to be the German Shepherd Xiao Doumiao, wagging its tail at Fang Minghua.

Xiaodoumiao is over one year old now and has reached adulthood. He is more than half a meter tall and looks majestic, with black and yellow hair as thick as clouds.

But his family was still used to calling him Xiao Dou Miao. Fang Minghua smiled and touched the dog's head, and they walked towards the living room on the first floor together.

When he came to the living room, he saw Song Tangtang coming down the stairs in pajamas and took his suitcase.

"Minghua, you're back? It just so happens that I'm going to the United States tomorrow, and I was going to leave you a note."

"Look at you, you're leaving just as I get back." Fang Minghua said with a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.

"There's no other way. The crew has prepared everything. You can't wait for me alone, right?" Song Tangtang explained.

It turns out that the crew of "Yanjing People in New York" is ready and preparing to go to New York, USA for actual filming.

As the producer of this TV series, Song Tangtang is going to lead the team to the United States in person. She has been to the United States once and can speak English, so communication is convenient.

Moreover, she also wanted to visit her cousin Li Li.

Song Tangtang had told Fang Minghua all this, so Fang Minghua wasn't too surprised and just made a casual comment.

Fang Minghua first went to the bathroom to take a shower, then changed into a vest and shorts. Then the couple sat on the sofa in the living room and started chatting.

Fang Minghua talked about what happened during her trip to Hong Kong, including the time she helped Stephen Chow write the script for "A Chinese Odyssey".

"Wow, you actually wrote the script for Stephen Chow. Let me see it!" Song Tangtang suddenly became happy.

Fang Minghua had no choice but to take out his laptop and put it on the coffee table, then called up the script document. Song Tangtang looked at it very seriously.

He started to giggle, but then gradually stopped laughing, and instead his face was filled with sadness and a hint of confusion.

She looked up at Fang Minghua: "Are you sure you're writing a comedy?"

"Why not?" Fang Minghua asked with a smile.

"What kind of comedy is this? It's obviously a tragedy." Song Tangtang pouted: "It makes me, a middle-aged woman, tear up."

Oh my god.

When did you become a middle-aged woman? !

Ever since Song Tangtang celebrated her 30th birthday this year, she has often joked in front of Fang Minghua that she is old and no longer young.

In fact, Song Tangtang has been dancing since she was a child and has always maintained a good figure. She also pays attention to maintenance and exercise, and looks only about 25 or 26 years old.

A woman.
I always like to sigh in front of the mirror that youth is fleeting and beauty is aging, even a woman as cold and rational as Song Tangtang is like this.

Fang Minghua automatically ignored his wife's words and replied with a smile: "True comedy is often the comedy on the outside, and the tragedy is the core. Change the angle and examine this script from the identity of a film producer."

Fang Minghua reminded.

Song Tangtang calmed down immediately. She reread the script and thought for a while before answering, "This script is almost tailor-made for Stephen Chow. He will definitely act well. However, if this movie is really made, it is hard to say whether it will be popular with the audience and get good box office."

"Why?" Fang Minghua asked deliberately.

"First, this script, like the one you wrote called The Legend of Wukong, subverts Journey to the West. If it is filmed, it will definitely be criticized."

Fang Minghua nodded.

"anything else."

"Secondly, as far as the script is concerned, the structure of the script is too advanced, and the time and space clues are too confusing. In your writers' words, this is called stream of consciousness, but readers may not understand it."

"It's understandable that literary works have a certain reading threshold, but it's hard for ordinary audiences, even me, to accept them when they are made into movies. So if this movie is made, even if it's directed by Stephen Chow, it's doomed to fail."

Song Tangtang's tone was very affirmative. Fang Minghua smiled and suddenly asked, "If Stephen Chow wants to cooperate with your Shengshi Film and Television to shoot this movie, do you agree?"

Song Tangtang was shocked when she heard this: "Did you tell Zhou Xingchi about this?"

"How could that be? You're the general manager, and I'm not. How could I let your company go to hell with a failed movie?"

"That's great." Song Tangtang's tone became a little conflicted.

"If it's well made, it will definitely be a groundbreaking movie, but it may fail at the box office. If Shengshi Films has 50 or 60 million in funding now, I'll take it!"

Fang Minghua understood what his wife meant.

With this script and Stephen Chow as the lead actor, if there is also a good director, it will definitely make a very good movie, but the box office may not be good and it may even lose money.

But the company has tens of millions of dollars in capital, so it is not afraid of losses.
But now Shengshi Film and Television is not available.

When the company was founded, the starting capital was only about 2 million yuan, and it only filmed two TV series. Although it made a huge profit of nearly 20 million yuan, it is now investing a lot in the upcoming filming of "A Chinese Odyssey in New York" and "Raise the Red Lantern".

The budget of "Raise the Red Lantern" was 400 million RMB, and because "The Yenching Scholar" was filmed in the United States, the budget was as high as 150 million US dollars, which is equivalent to 800 million RMB!
One wrong move could lead to bankruptcy!

Song Tangtang hesitated for a while, then suddenly smiled: "Okay. Let's just assume, why should I worry about this? I'm going to the United States tomorrow, and I have something to tell you."

"What about the preparations for the literature award? Is there any problem?" Fang Minghua asked with concern.

"No, Brother Lu is in charge, what are you worried about? We are preparing to publish a call for papers in domestic and foreign newspapers." Song Tangtang replied, and then continued: "The girl who called you uncle is here again."

"Call me uncle? Are you talking about Wang Zi?"

"Yes, Wang Zi finished her teaching work in Gansu Province and was about to return to Shanghai. She passed by Xijing and looked for you again, but you went to Hong Kong. She heard that you were preparing for a literary award, so she volunteered to stay and help!"

"Ah? Brother Lu agreed?"

"Brother Lu is only in charge temporarily. How can he agree to such personnel matters? I agreed on your behalf!"

"you?"

"Yes, didn't you say that the judges' office was a little short of staff? Wang Zi is fond of literature, and the girl is sweet-talking and efficient, so I stayed for you."

Fang Minghua nodded.

Indeed.

Just, for me? Why does this sound so awkward?

Song Tangtang said, "Wang Zi is a friend after all, right? It's not good for a girl to rent a house outside, so I'll just let her live in the house that the magazine raised money for, and live with Li Hongying."

"Well, that's good. We can each other's company." Fang Minghua agreed.

"Hey, Minghua, I'm not hiding a mistress for you."

Fang Minghua glared at his wife and asked, "Am I that kind of person?"

Song Tangtang chuckled.

"I know, I was just kidding you. Well, I've said what I need to say. I have to go upstairs to pack my luggage. Oh, by the way! My two precious children are still at my parents' house. You have to visit them often!"

"Don't worry, I'll bring them back tomorrow!"

"No, you still have a lot of things to do at work. What if you get exhausted? You should just leave it at my parents' place and visit them often. I've asked someone to move Ruirui's piano over there."

What a good mother.

Fang Minghua sighed in his heart.

(End of this chapter)