1978: Female educated youth, don’t want an illiterate husband

The plane slowly came to a stop at Kai Tak Airport, its narrow jet bridge sending shivers down my spine!
As the cabin door opened, a wave of heat, even more stifling and humid than inside the cabin, mixed with the faint smell of aviation kerosene and the distant hustle and bustle of the city, rushed in!

Feng Jiayou unbuckled her seatbelt, her legs still a little weak, and she had to hold onto the back of the seat to stand up!
The harrowing landing she had just experienced instilled in her a sense of awe and a feeling of weakness in her legs as she prepared to set foot in this place.

Follow the flow of people down the gangway, cross the jet bridge, and step into the airport!

Kai Tak Airport is more crowded, busier, and more stylish than Beijing Capital International Airport!
Large English billboards, brightly colored duty-free shop windows, and fashionable travelers of all kinds hurrying by!

The buzzing of broadcasts and conversations in different languages, including Cantonese, English, and Japanese, assaulted her senses.

She subconsciously moved closer to Cheng Xuemin, her fingers gripping his sleeve tightly!
Cheng Xuemin squeezed her hand in return and said in a low voice, "Follow me, Mr. Fu should be waiting outside."

His voice was steady, carrying a reassuring certainty!

Gong Xue and Zhu Lin followed, and the group arrived at the arrival hall's arrival gate!

Before I had even fully stepped outside, a wave of noise several times louder than inside the airport rushed towards me!

It wasn't just the usual sounds of people greeting passengers at the airport; it was a mixture of excited shouts, the rapid clicking of camera shutters, the clamor of reporters asking loud questions, and a dull hum unique to a densely moving crowd.

Feng Jiayou looked up in surprise and saw that the area behind the isolation zone outside the arrival gate was packed with people!

Long lenses of cameras gleamed coldly, and countless microphones stretched out like a jungle, behind which were excited, eager, and curious faces!
The spotlights flashed intermittently, making it impossible for people to open their eyes!
Airport security guards and police officers maintaining order shouted loudly, struggling to hold back the ever-surging crowds, their foreheads covered in sweat!

At the very front of this bustling sea of ​​people, in a relatively quieter area, stood several groups of people who were clearly there to pick up passengers.

The couple at the head of the group were particularly eye-catching!
The man was in his forties, wearing a well-fitting light gray suit and gold-rimmed glasses. He had a lean face and a refined yet capable demeanor. He was Fu Qi, the head of Great Wall Film Company.

Beside him was a woman wearing a light purple cheongsam with a beige knitted cardigan over it. She was beautiful and had a gentle temperament. She was his wife, Shi Hui!

Behind the two were several well-dressed and capable-looking entourage members.

Fu Qi spotted Cheng Xuemin at the front of the group immediately, and a warm yet restrained smile appeared on his face as he waved from a distance.

But he didn't rush over; instead, he patiently waited for Cheng Xuemin and the others to pass through the final exit check!
Cheng Xuemin also saw Fu Qi and nodded with a smile.

He kept walking, leading his slightly bewildered team through the last checkpoint!
The moment they stepped out of the cordon, it was as if a switch had been flipped, and the media crowd waiting outside erupted in an even louder roar!
"Mr. Cheng! Mr. Cheng is here! Mr. Cheng is here!"

"Mr. Cheng, Mr. Cheng, look over here, look over here!"

"Director Cheng! 'Shaolin Temple' has grossed over 33 million at the box office. What are your thoughts?"

"Mr. Cheng, are you here in Hong Kong to prepare for your trip to Cannes?"

"Li Lianjie! Jueyuan! Little monk, look this way!"

The flashes of the cameras were like free fireworks, crackling and flashing wildly, illuminating the slightly dim arrival gate in the evening as bright as day!

Reporters, speaking heavily accented Mandarin or Cantonese, shouted questions at the top of their lungs, pushing microphones and recorders forward so hard they almost poked people in the face!

The security guards maintaining order had bulging veins on their arms, forming a human wall to barely hold back the surging onslaught.

Feng Jiayou had never seen such a scene before.
In mainland China, although Xue Min is famous, at most he is glanced at on the street or greeted respectfully by his colleagues at meetings. He has never been surrounded by so many cameras and microphones.
The bright flashes, the piercing noise, and the crowded throng made her heart pound like a drum. Instinctively, she shrank behind Cheng Xuemin, her hands gripping his arm tightly, her fingertips icy cold!
Cheng Xuemin sensed his wife's nervousness, so he tightened his arm slightly to protect her by his side!

He still wore a calm smile on his face, nodded slightly to the forest of cameras and microphones, but did not stop walking or answer any questions!
He simply protected his wife, Feng Jiayou, and resolutely walked towards the direction where Fu Qi and his wife were!

Huang Jianzhong and Feng Jiazhao, being experienced, automatically positioned themselves on either side.

Li Lianjie also tried his best to straighten his back and appear calm, but his slightly pursed lips still betrayed his nervousness!

Gong Xue and Zhu Lin lagged slightly behind, their heads down, and their hands shielding their eyes from the glaring flashlights!

The two security personnel arranged by Hai Zili were also doing their best to protect Cheng Xuemin and his group as they left the airport!

When Fu Qi and Shi Hui saw them coming, they quickly stepped forward to greet them!
Fu Qi was the first to extend his hand and shake hands firmly with Cheng Xuemin, his voice still clear and strong against the noisy background: "Teacher Cheng! You must be tired from your journey! Welcome back to Hong Kong!"

"Mr. Fu, it's too kind of you to come and pick me up in person!" Cheng Xuemin replied with a smile, increasing the pressure on his hand.

Immediately afterwards, Fu Qi's gaze naturally shifted to Feng Jiayou, who was being protected by Cheng Xuemin and whose face was somewhat pale. His face immediately broke into an even warmer and more enthusiastic smile, and he bowed slightly.

"This must be Mrs. Cheng! I've heard so much about you! You must have had a bumpy journey!"

His statement about being startled was clearly a double entendre!
It refers to both the long-haul flight and the terrifying landing just now, as well as the frenzied media frenzy at this moment.

Shi Hui immediately stepped forward and very naturally took Feng Jiayou's other free arm. With a gentle yet firm touch, she pulled her slightly out from behind Cheng Xuemin. Her face was adorned with a warm, welcoming smile that was unique to women, and her voice was soft as she greeted her, "Mrs. Cheng, hello! I am Shi Hui!"

"I've heard Xuemin mention you before, and it's great to finally meet you today! You must be exhausted from the journey. Let's leave here first; the car is outside. We can talk more when we get back!"

Her actions and words not only subtly diverted Feng Jiayou from the media's direct focus, but also gave her clear and warm guidance, instantly relieving Feng Jiayou's embarrassment and panic.

Looking at the well-dressed and gentle Mrs. Fu in front of her, and feeling the warmth and support from her arm, Feng Jiayou's panicked heart calmed down a little.

She quickly forced a smile and replied somewhat awkwardly, "Hello, Mrs. Fu, I'm sorry to have troubled you." "Oh, what trouble? We're overjoyed that you could come!" Shi Hui smiled, tightened her grip on Feng Jiayou's arm, and turned to Cheng Xuemin, saying, "Xuemin, it's too noisy here, let's go out first. The car is ready."

Cheng Xuemin nodded: "Okay, I'll follow Mrs. Fu's arrangements!"

Fu Qi's men immediately stepped forward to help take some of his personal belongings and, together with the security guards, painstakingly cleared a path through the crowded throng.

Cheng Xuemin and Fu Qi led the way, with Shi Hui protecting Feng Jiayou and following closely behind, and the others followed in turn!
The reporters weren't about to let it go easily; questions rained down on them like a machine gun, and the flashes of their cameras almost created a continuous white blur!
Reporters attempted to break through the security guards' blockade to get closer, but were firmly blocked by the security guards and Fu Qi's entourage.

"Cheng Sheng! Say a few words!"

When will "Shaolin Temple" finish its run? Will it be re-released?

"Who is that young, pretty girl that Mr. Cheng is protecting? Judging from their intimate manner, is she Mrs. Cheng?"

"Mrs. Cheng? Mr. Cheng is already married in mainland China? He's so young, why is he getting married so early?"

Feng Jiayou, held by Shi Hui, kept her head down, barely daring to look at the frantically flashing cameras and excited faces on both sides!

She felt a buzzing in her ears, her heart was pounding, and her legs were unsteady. She could only move her feet mechanically by relying on Shi Hui's support and Cheng Xuemin's back, which was close at hand.
She never imagined that her man would have such a terrifying reputation and influence in Hong Kong!
This is insane, this is crazy!

The distance of just a few dozen meters felt like a long trek!
After finally breaking through the media's blockade, they arrived at the parking area outside the airport, where several black luxury cars were already waiting.

Fu Qi personally opened the door of one of the cars and gestured for Cheng Xuemin and Feng Jiayou to enter.

Cheng Xuemin first helped Feng Jiayou into the spacious back seat before bending down to get in himself!

Shi Hui naturally sat in the passenger seat, while Fu Qi sat in the seat behind the passenger seat, facing Cheng Xuemin and Feng Jiayou!
Huang Jianzhong, Feng Jiazhao, Li Lianjie, Gong Xue, Zhu Lin and others were also quickly arranged to board the vehicles following behind.

The car door closed, instantly shutting out all the noise, flashes of light, and questions from outside.

The carriage quieted down, with only the faint hiss of the air conditioning and the smell of leather and a light fragrance.
Feng Jiayou leaned back in the soft leather seat and let out a long, complete sigh of relief.

I felt like I had just come back from the battlefield, completely exhausted, and my back was slightly damp with cold sweat!

"Were you startled, Mrs. Cheng?" Shi Hui turned around from the front row, handed over a bottle of chilled soda with the cap unscrewed, and said with an understanding and apologetic smile, "That's how reporters in Hong Kong are, they're willing to risk their lives to chase news!"

"Especially since Scholarism is currently enjoying immense popularity in Hong Kong, they are pouncing on us like sharks smelling blood. It was our oversight not to clear the area beforehand, and we sincerely apologize!"

Feng Jiayou took the soda; its icy temperature made her a little more awake. She shook her head, her voice still a little weak: "No...it's nothing! It's just...a little strange!"

She glanced at Cheng Xuemin, who looked perfectly normal beside her, and couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Xuemin, is this how you always are every time you come?"

Cheng Xuemin smiled and said calmly, "Pretty much! Last time we came to promote 'Shaolin Temple,' the scale was quite large. This time it might be even more extravagant!"

He looked at Fu Qi and asked, "Mr. Fu, it seems the aftereffects of 'Shaolin Temple' are still lingering!"

Fu Qi relaxed at this moment, took off his glasses, rubbed the bridge of his nose, and showed an expression that was a mixture of pride, emotion and helplessness: "It's more than just the aftereffects. Teacher Cheng, you don't know, 'Shaolin Temple' in Hong Kong can't be simply described as popular, it's a phenomenon! It's a miracle!"

"It's been almost a month since it was released, and its popularity hasn't waned at all! Major cinemas are still adding screenings, and tickets are in high demand! The box office just surpassed 33 million yesterday!"

"Thirty-three million! That's a huge leap forward from your own record of twenty-five million set by 'Tai Chi'!"

"Right now, everyone in Hong Kong's film industry is studying your 'Shaolin Temple,' trying to figure out what kind of magic you used! How could the reporters and movie fans not go crazy?"

He paused, his gaze sweeping over Feng Jiayou's still shaken face, his tone softening with admiration:

"Mrs. Cheng, don't be fooled by the chaos just now. It just shows that Mr. Cheng's influence in Hong Kong has reached a level that no one can match!"

"In the Hong Kong film industry, box office success and talent are paramount! With just two films, Mr. Cheng swept the Hong Kong box office charts, raising the record to a level that everyone looks up to. He is undoubtedly the Emperor of Films here!"

Fu Qi's words were like a breeze, dispelling the fear in Feng Jiayou's heart and replacing it with a slowly rising sense of unbelievable pride and awe!
She knew that Xuemin's movies sold well in Hong Kong, but the words "thirty-three million" and "movie emperor," as well as the real, almost crazy airport scene just now!

It was only then that she truly realized what an amazing myth her husband had created in this distant and unfamiliar capitalist city!
This is a recognition of a completely different scale and nature compared to the respect and importance received domestically!
She turned her head and stared blankly at Cheng Xuemin's calm profile!

This man is her husband and the father of her son.

In Beijing, he was a talented writer, screenwriter, and director, and a pioneer of reform and opening up and a pioneer in foreign exchange earnings, highly regarded by the ministry!
Here in Hong Kong, he is a box office legend pursued by thousands and the focus of media frenzy!
Two completely different identities and auras were miraculously blended in him, making her feel a strange and heart-pounding charm, as well as a faint sense of pressure and confusion belonging to her new identity as Mrs. Cheng!
The car smoothly drove out of the airport and merged into the dazzling evening traffic of Kowloon.

Outside the window, the neon lights are even more vivid and denser than when viewed from the air, with the glass curtain walls of the skyscrapers reflecting the last rays of the setting sun and the newly lit streetlights.

Amidst a sea of ​​signs and bustling crowds, the clanging trams slowly make their way through the crowds...

A vibrant and exciting world, completely different from the mainland, unfolds before Feng Jiayou's eyes!
Shi Hui carefully introduced the landmarks outside the window to her, her gentle tone subtly easing her initial nervousness and awkwardness.

Cheng Xuemin and Fu Qi were talking in hushed tones about the upcoming itinerary and preparations for their trip to Cannes.

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