Back to 80: My literary life.

Chapter 854 853 "You are so arrogant now."

"Speak of the devil and he will appear." Fang Minghua said to everyone with a smile; "Yi Mou is here."

As soon as Zhang Yimou entered the mahjong room, everyone started to greet him.

"Hey, long time no see, Yimou."

"Come on, come on, want to touch it?"

"You guys play, you guys play, I don't know how to play." Zhang Yimou responded with a smile.

Apart from being able to drink a little, it is said that Zhang Yimou also liked dancing when he was young. He didn't know how to fish, play mahjong, dig holes, or play chess.

It seems like this person was born to make movies, otherwise he would be in his seventies and still be making one movie after another and not retiring.

Fang Minghua knew that Zhang Yimou had something to ask him, and it was not good for him to just sit there and watch him play cards, so he shouted to the outsiders and the insiders: "Xiaohong, ask your sister Song to come and help me play a few rounds."

"Have it."

A few minutes later, Song Tangtang came down from upstairs and took Fang Minghua's place.

Fang Minghua took her thermos cup and took Zhang Yimou into the living room. The nanny poured a cup of tea for Zhang Yimou and left.

"Yi Mou, is there something wrong?" Fang Minghua asked.

"I'm sorry to trouble you to help me write the script." Zhang Yimou stated his intention straight away.

Fang Minghua was a little surprised. "Didn't I hear from my wife that Lu Wei was writing to you?"

"Yes, after writing two drafts, he felt dissatisfied. He said that he had no problem writing realistic themes, but he really couldn't write a fantasy movie like this."

Oh, that's it.

That seems to be the case.

Whether as a screenwriter or a director, Lu Wei focuses on realistic or historical themes.

"Then, okay." Fang Minghua agreed.

I might not necessarily agree to help someone if they asked for it, but the other person was Zhang Yimou after all, and they had been friends for more than ten years.

"However, I have to finish the novel I'm currently writing before I can start writing." Fang Minghua added at the end.

"Oh my god, I'm not in a hurry. I'll wait for you." Zhang Yimou said happily.

After chatting for a few more sentences, Zhang Yimou was about to say goodbye and leave.

"What's the hurry? Let's have dinner together tonight." Fang Minghua warmly invited him to stay.

"No, I'm here. You can't even play mahjong well. I'll ask Chen Ting to prepare some dishes and we can have a few drinks some other day." Zhang Yimou said with a smile.

Chen Ting is Zhang Yimou's girlfriend. They have been living together and have a child, but have never been married.

"Okay, I'll go try Chen Ting's cooking." Fang Minghua said with a smile.

Zhang Yimou got up and went to the mahjong room to say hello to everyone before leaving.

As soon as the guests left, Song Tangtang immediately gave up her seat to Fang Minghua.

She was not interested in this stuff, but sometimes there were not enough people to help, so she might as well go back to the study upstairs to read.

The four continued to play mahjong.

"Minghua, what does Yimou want you to do? Does he want you to write a script?" Lu Yao asked.

"Yes, he said he was not satisfied with the script written by Lu Wei, so he had to come to me." Fang Minghua told the truth.

"Then those who are capable will do more work."

We played mahjong until lunch in the afternoon, but dinner was simple, just a pot of stewed meat, a bowl of white rice for each person, and some pickled vegetables with red oil. Everyone enjoyed the meal happily.

I didn't drink any alcohol, and I continued fighting after eating, and it didn't end until ten o'clock in the evening.

After the guests left, Fang Minghua finished his shower and prepared to rest. The couple chatted in the bedroom. "Zhang Yimou asked you to help write the script today?" Song Tangtang asked.

"Yes, he said that Reed was not satisfied with what he wrote."

"Indeed, I've read it too. Lu Wei is not good at this kind of subject matter, so it won't be difficult for him."

"So just leave it to me?" Fang Minghua joked.

"Zhang Yimou believes you." Song Tangtang said angrily.

The novel "A Woman's Life" was completed in early November. The book has a total of 11 words and describes the life of Zhao Xiulan, the daughter of a Chinese worker, from the late 18th century to the 20s.

When he arrived in San Francisco with his parents as a child, his family was sent to Angel Island, but was later reluctantly allowed to stay.

The book is written in the first person, through Zhao Xiulan's mouth, narrating the turbulent century in the United States and the various discriminations and humiliations suffered by the Chinese.

After it was finished, the electronic version was given to Li Li in San Francisco. At this point, the "Hua Gong Trilogy" was completed.

As November approached, the weather in Xijing gradually became colder. In this kind of weather, Fang Minghua usually did not go out except for jogging in the morning and occasionally attending meetings of the Writers Association.

But you still have to fish, of course when the weather is good, but forget about it when it rains and is too cold. When you reach middle age, comfort is everything.

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Today is the weekend, so Fang Minghua refused Bai Miao's invitation to go fishing and rested at home with Song Tangtang.

My son is playing games in the room.

When he entered high school, his homework suddenly increased, but Fang Le still played games every weekend and recently became addicted to "StarCraft".

Fang Minghua didn't care. There was nothing he could do because his academic performance was there.

His test scores have always been in the top ten in the whole grade. He is particularly good at mathematics and physics, and gets full marks in almost every exam. If he can keep up this performance, according to the teaching level of the Affiliated High School of Northwestern Polytechnical University, he will have no problem getting into Yenching University or Tsinghua University.

Song Tangtang is knitting a sweater for Fang Minghua.

It is already 2001, and hand-knitted sweaters have long become a rare thing, but Song Tangtang has never thrown it away. She takes it out and knits a few stitches from time to time. However, she is too busy and it takes her several months to finish a sweater.

"Hey, Minghua, Zhang Yimou asked me yesterday, have you finished writing your script?" Song Tangtang looked at Fang Minghua who was flipping through the newspaper.

"Why didn't he ask me himself?"

"I'm sorry to bother you, you're so arrogant now." Song Tangtang said with a smile.

Big shelf?
Fang Minghua himself didn't feel anything at all.

But it is true that apart from Lu Yao and Jia Pingwa, who are old friends of twenty years, the rest rarely visit each other because there is nothing to do.

Time brings men not only charm but also majesty.

"Tell him, during this period of time." Fang Minghua replied with a smile.

In the evening, Fang Minghua started writing the script.

In fact, the script is ready-made.

The "Fengshen I: Chaoge Fengyun" directed by later director Wuershan is quite good.

It tells the story of how King Yin Shou of Shang colluded with the fox demon Daji, was tyrannical and unjust, and thus provoked heaven's punishment. The Kunlun Immortal Jiang Ziya brought the "Investiture of the Gods" down the mountain to find the common ruler of the world to save the people. Ji Fa, the son of the Marquis of Xibo, gradually discovered Yin Shou's true colors and rebelled against Chaoge.

The domestic box office reached 26 billion yuan, and it received multiple nominations and awards at the Golden Rooster and Hundred Flowers Awards, Venice Film Festival, and Asian Film Festival.

What makes this movie different is that the role of the List of Gods in the original novel is similar to the roster used by the Heavenly Court to select grassroots civil servants.

But in this movie, it becomes the sacred artifact left behind by Nuwa before she ascended to heaven, and it is a powerful weapon to save the people.

It is set up that only the common ruler of the world can open it. Who will become the common ruler of the world and who will win the Conferred God List immediately becomes extremely important and full of suspense.

The Investiture of the Gods was transformed from a list of names serving the upper class into a treasure that recast the order of heaven and earth and served the common people of the dawn. The purpose was immediately raised a lot.

Full of style.

(End of this chapter)