The literary era since 1979

The prototype of the story of "Red Dust" comes from the love experience of Eileen Chang and Hu Lancheng.

Literary girl Shen Shaohua was imprisoned in the attic by her authoritarian father because of her freedom to love. After a failed suicide attempt, she expressed her feelings in words all day long and actually wrote herself into a writer. One day, Zhang Nengcai, who worked for the Wang Puppet Government, came to visit her. The two met and fell in love. However, after the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, the Wang Puppet Government fell, and Zhang Nengcai avoided investigation. Shen Shaohua traveled thousands of miles to find Nengcai, but found that Nengcai was living with someone else. She was heartbroken.

In fact, it is equivalent to a biographical film of Eileen Chang, and Shen Shaohua, who is based on Eileen Chang, is naturally played by Lin Qingxia.

Fangyan closed the script again and asked, "Has the male lead been decided?"

"It hasn't been finalized yet. We just picked someone to audition."

Lin Qingxia opened her mouth.

Fang Yan realized that she seemed to have difficulty speaking, so he did not rush her and waited patiently.

Lin Qingxia said slowly: "It's Qin Han."

Fangyan raised his eyebrows, feeling very surprised.

Lin Qingxia immediately explained: "It was chosen by Sanmao."

Fang Yan asked, “What do you think?”

"Are you jealous?" Lin Qingxia smiled.

Fangyan joked: "I eat sweet and sour pork ribs, there is no ribs and no sugar."

"I was wondering why the vinegar smell is so strong. Are you just jealous?"

Lin Qingxia stared at him deeply, not angry but happy.

Fangyan opened his mouth and said, "Smell it, is it sour?"

Lin Qingxia smiled even brighter, "Pfft, I've never seen you jealous before."

“There’s definitely a vinegar taste.”

Fang Yan gently patted the back of her hand. He was not worried about the cliché plot between Lin Qingxia and Qin Han that their old love was rekindled. Instead, once the news of their co-starring spread, it would attract the paparazzi in Hong Kong, and what they were best at was stirring up trouble.

Lin Qingxia said: "I thought so too, so I recommended Ah Fa to Sanmao to give it a try."

Fang Yan watched her rest her head on his shoulder, her feet swaying on the coffee table, her toes painted with red nail polish sparkling in the light. He heard her say in his ear that he must not upset Sanmao by recommending Qin Han, because in fact Sanmao "meant well but ended up doing something bad."

"She doesn't know about us and thinks I'm still stuck in my past relationship."

Lin Qingxia said with a look of relief that her screen debut was a collaboration with Qin Han, and the emotional disputes between the two lasted from the 70s to the 80s. She wanted to put an end to this fruitless and exhausting relationship.

Fangyan immediately guessed what Lin Qingxia was thinking:
"So you want to send this message to the outside world by no longer cooperating with Qin Han."

"Well, I've already moved forward, so why should I look back?"

Lin Qingxia wanted to completely end the emotional story that had entangled her with the "two Qins" for more than ten years.

The two looked into each other's eyes. Fang Yan put his arm around Lin Qingxia's shoulders and then stroked her smooth back all the way down.

"Besides Chow Yun Fat, I think Leung Ka Fai is also good."

"Do you want to help Liang Jiahui?"

Lin Qingxia's mind was as clear as a mirror. After much negotiation and reconciliation, Taiwan finally lifted the ban on Liang Jiahui.

"This is just one reason. The most important thing is that he is very suitable for the role of Zhang Nengcai, both in terms of acting skills and image."

Fangyan shook the script in his hand.

Lin Qingxia snuggled in his arms, gently drawing circles on her chest with her fingertips, and asked:

"So what do you think of this script?"

“Very Sanmao style.”

Fangyan thought for a while before speaking.

"What style is that?" Lin Qingxia asked.

"Artistic style, petty bourgeois style."

Fang Yan said that "Red Dust" is still slightly lacking in plot narrative and dramatic conflict, and it always feels like something is missing.

Lin Qingxia joked: "What does it feel like? Like the third party 'stealing feelings' in In the Mood for Love?"

Fang Yan was stunned for a moment, then looked at her with a strange look.

"It's not like I haven't read the script of In the Mood for Love."

Lin Qingxia said that while reading the book, she would always put themselves into the emotional entanglement between Chow Mo-wan and Su Li-zhen.

"You are not Su Lizhen, and I am not Zhou Muyun. At least when I buy a ticket, I will buy yours as well."

Fangyan blinked.

"I'm talking about us when the window paper hasn't been broken yet."

Lin Qingxia rolled her eyes playfully and turned the conversation back to the script of Red Dust. "This is Sanmao's first time as a screenwriter, so it's inevitable that she follows her previous novel writing habits. See if there's anything wrong with that."

Fangyan didn't agree immediately. "Is it urgent? If not, I'll help you revise it after I come back from Japan."

Lin Qingxia was puzzled: "You are going to Japan?"

Fangyan told the truth, "I am going to promote a collaboration on an animated film. If it goes well, it may be the first successful Sino-foreign joint venture in the history of Chinese animated films." Of course, what is more important is that it can solve the urgent needs of the Shanghai Mei Factory and make it famous internationally.

Although Lin Qingxia didn't know much about animated films, she was very clear about the major issues, so she asked him to concentrate on animated films first.

"There's no rush for the script. The crew is still in the preparation stage."

"How about this? I'll give you a few suggestions and you can tell Sanmao to try to drive it away first."

"Ah! Just tell me, why are you suddenly hugging me?"

"This is not the place to discuss the script. Let's go somewhere else and talk quietly."

Along with the sound of heavy footsteps coming up the stairs, the breeze seemed to be fiddling with and teasingly blowing up a corner of the script.

"Red Dust", isn't "Red Dust" playing in the bedroom at this moment? After all, the passage to the depths of a woman's soul is...

………………

Four days later, the plane drew a white line in the air, then soared straight into the sky and penetrated through the endless sea of ​​clouds.

Then a red sun shone brightly. Fangyan sat in the window seat, folding his arms, looking absent-minded.

After a few hours, the plane landed steadily at the Tokyo airport.

Kadokawa Koyomi looked at his watch, then glanced at the secretary who was holding a sign that said "Welcome Fangyan to Japan", and a trace of anxiety appeared on his face, but when the familiar figure of Fangyan appeared from the exit, the eagerness in his heart disappeared in an instant.

"Mr. Fangyan!"

"Li Yanjun, long time no see!"

The two hugged each other tightly and laughed at the same time, which immediately attracted the attention and gazes of the people on the roadside.

"I've already made an appointment for you at Studio Ghibli."

Kadokawa stated bluntly that Miyazaki and Suzuki would always welcome Fangyan to the studio.

"Okay! Then let's set it for the day after tomorrow!"

Fangyan gave a playful smile and planned to visit Dengeki Bunko tomorrow.

"Don't worry about that. I've already reserved a seat in Ginza."

Kadokawa Lehiko made a "go" gesture, "Beat them right away!" (End of this chapter)