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Chapter 161 Golden Pheasant Award

"It's cold, you go to the street to buy a down jacket."

"Why spend that money, can I freeze to death or what?"

"If you don't want to buy it, I'll buy it in the capital and send it back to you?"

"You little test bear, you have only been out for a long time, and you are getting more and more warped. You are so capable, why don't you buy me a plane and send it back!"

"..."

Ning Yuan was choked for a moment, unable to laugh or cry: "You said that you are now the father of a celebrity, so you should be more careful when you speak?"

Unexpectedly, Ning Daqiang said again: "Father of a celebrity... If I were the emperor's father, would you still have to prepare a dragon robe for me?"

"Where are you following?" Ning Yuan was speechless, and did not continue with him on this topic, but said:
"Just say you want to buy it or not?"

"Not buying!"

"If I don't buy it, I will buy it now and send it back."

"..."

Listening to the busy tone on the phone, Ning Yuan smiled and didn't call again. He knew that old man Ning would definitely buy it.

According to him, there is still a charge for the last ashtray in the capital, so why not grab it?

So, he will definitely buy it.

Today is December 12th, the solar term is heavy snow.

The weather is getting colder and colder. Even though it hasn't snowed yet in the capital, there is heating in the capital, and my hometown can only rely on adding clothes and warming the fire.

When I was in junior high school, I learned that the Huaihe River and Qinling Mountains divide the north-south dividing line. The geography teacher put his waist on the stage and said with a painful face:
"You said, huh? Just across the Huaihe River, people in the Zhuniu shop can wear a pair of long johns for heating. We can only bear it. The key point is that our place is not warmer than theirs in winter. There is even a Dabie Mountain in the south. The wind doesn't go away here, it's even colder..."

Ning Yuan and the others nodded in agreement while their faces were flushed from the cold.

At this time, there are still a few families who are willing to buy charcoal. Those who have the conditions can store some firewood to burn before the snow falls.

No matter how bad it is, you can only wrap clothes around your body.

However, roasting briquettes is a heating method, and rumors of poisoning can be heard every year in my hometown.

Fortunately, there is Ning Daqiang at home who goes up the mountain every winter to collect a large pile of firewood, and the yard is piled up like a hill.

Once, Ning Yuan went to a classmate's house, and his house was roasted coal balls. When Ning Yuan got up, his face leaned forward, and he accidentally inhaled the burning air. A fit of violent coughing.

This cough lasted for more than a month, from the twelfth lunar month to the first lunar month, it was a miserable year.

Although there is firewood at home, Ning Daqiang doesn't burn it at all when he is alone at home. He only burns a pot at night when the children come home from school, or during the winter vacation.

That's why Ning Yuan asked him to buy a down jacket, which really made him burn, but he still couldn't bear it.

Ning Daqiang was used to living a hard life in the past, and besides, he used to drag four children, even if there was relief and care, it would not work if he lived frugally.

This concept cannot be reversed in a day or two, just like Ning Yuan’s previous life, even if he could earn hundreds of yuan a day selling egg-filled pancakes, he was still very frugal for a long time, because he was afraid that these customers flocking to him would only be temporary .

In the future, there will be a handsome guy with roast chicken or a handsome guy in Malatang, and I guess there will be no one on my side.

It wasn't until he entered the industry later that Ningyuan's consumption concept slowly changed as his income got higher and higher.

Before putting it in his pocket, the phone rang again. Seeing Huo Jianqi's name displayed on it, Ning Yuan smiled and connected.

"Director Huo, do you have any good news to tell me?"

Huo Jianqi's hearty laughter came from the phone: "Can you pinch and count?"

After finishing speaking, he said: "There is indeed good news. Our movie just passed the review yesterday, and today I will sign up for this year's Golden Pheasant Awards."

The reason why Huo Jianqi made this call was because of a suggestion from Ning Yuan at the beginning, to run for the election first and then release it.

Ning Yuan's idea is that he doesn't expect to sell much money, at least he can no longer sell a single copy except for the CCTV movie channel like in his previous life.

Human psychology is sometimes very strange. When you see a person wearing a white vest and big pants and flip flops on the street, you subconsciously think it is a hanging silk.

But if you add some titles to him, such as a rich man, such as a powerful person, or a scholar and professor with a high-achieving student, even if he will not be respected, at least he will not be underestimated psychologically.

Just like the old saying, the shadow of a man's famous tree.

When Lian Erkang introduced himself, he also proudly said: "The current emperor's imperial bodyguard, the eldest son of Grand Scholar Fulun..."

Having a name is different.

Another example is Wang Baoqiang. If the film he made his debut did not win, it would be difficult for him to find the opportunities later.

Even if gold shines, it will be many years later.

"So fast!"

Hearing that the review had passed, Ning Yuan was surprised.

You must know that it has been less than two months since the film was finalized, and according to the speed of the censorship of those uncles, it would take a week or two.

But after thinking about it, the plot of this drama is simple. Huo Jianqi controlled it very precisely during filming, the material ratio was also low, and the post-editing was fast, and the original sound was basically used, which saved a lot of work.

Afterwards, Ning Yuan said with a smile: "Then I wish Director Huo further success and a higher level in the Golden Pheasant Awards."

Huo Jianqi's "Winner" also won the Golden Pheasant Award before, but it was the director's female work award, so Ning Yuan said "again".

And to go to the next level, there are only two awards for the director's female work, except for the best director award, which is the outstanding feature film award. Although this is an affirmation of the entire crew, as a director, he must be the number one contributor. .

"Haha, let me lend you a good word."

After Huo Jianqi laughed, he corrected again: "Also, don't act like an outsider, just wish me, you are also a part of it, and I have a hunch that both you and Teacher Teng will definitely get nominated, even There is also a high probability of winning.”

"If that's the case, it must be the leadership of Director Huo."

Although Huo Jianqi knew that Ning Yuan was talking about flattering people, he felt very comfortable after hearing it: "You kid, you will be flattering at a young age, so what will happen in the future?"

Huo Jianqi smiled and said, "Let's put it this way first. If there is a nomination at that time, I will call you again, but you can definitely read it from the newspaper."

Golden Pheasant and Lily, this is the most authoritative film award in China at this stage. Every time a nomination is announced, not only the major media will report it, but it will also be continuously scrolled on TV for several days.

"Okay, then you are busy, it is best that we are all in high school." Ning Yuan smiled.

"Hahahaha, that's a good feeling."

After Huo Jianqi joked with Ning Yuan, he hung up the phone.

Ning Yuan put away his mobile phone, got up from the backstage, drank two sips of water, and continued to perform on stage.

Today is also Ning Yuan's 160th performance in the drama "The Rhinoceros in Love".

Of course he wouldn't remember this, it was counted by colleagues in the crew.

According to Meng Hui's words: "I will try to give you three hundred performances before next summer vacation."

"You mean, after I finish the performance, I can become a fairy, right?"

"It's about the same. After three hundred performances, you will find that the acting skills of actors of the same age are rubbish in front of you."

"Your mouth is really bad."

"Tell the truth, besides, don't you admit it?"

"Okay, Ensheridip!"

"what?"

"It's okay, native dialect."

After the performance, Meng Hui came over to tell the whole crew a piece of good news:

"The Neon Country Drama Festival is officially scheduled for December 12st. Our crew has been invited, and an invitation letter has already been sent to the theater."

　Thank you for your support. By the way, those who play bibs and prestige can pay attention to Kunlun's account: Zongma Kunlun. Now the situation is changing. If there is any situation in the future, it is better to inform everyone as soon as possible.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)