Returning to Taiwan in 2000 as a patriotic artist

"Are you going to the Tianmo Film and Television Base in Hebei?"

On the dining table in the villa.

Hearing Gu Bei say this, Yang Wanqing was filled with doubt.

"Yes, I have to shoot a music video."

"Sister Yang, could you please help me contact the person in charge of Eagle King in mainland China and help me prepare some filming props?"

"So rushed?" Yang Wanqing frowned. "Wasn't 'Fairy Tale' already recorded?"

"The public opinion is too intense right now. If you go to the mainland now, there will definitely be a lot of rumors flying around."

"I'm not releasing 'Fairy Tale' for now." Gu Bei put down his chopsticks, took out a tissue to wipe his mouth, and said, "I'm going to release a traditional Chinese song first, 'Yellow Race'."

He pulled two sheet music sheets from his pocket and handed them to Yang Wanqing and Zhou Huimin respectively:

"I think it's more appropriate to release this song now, but it might be a day or two later."

"Sister Yang, could you please help with public relations later?"

Both Yang Wanqing and Zhou Huimin are knowledgeable about music.

Both of them were shocked when they saw the lyrics:

From waves that have swept five thousand miles, or from city walls awaiting reconstruction.

All the yellow hues faded from history gather into the sunset, staining my body.

It comes from the sweat that flowed five thousand years ago, or from the legendary Tang Dynasty.

All the yellow coins that have been circulating in the world are waiting for me to give them their proper name.

The yellow race came to earth, standing tall with new pride...

The next morning at six o'clock, before dawn.

Xiaoyun had already parked the Mercedes-Benz van at the door and was waiting.

Gu Bei dragged his suitcase out of the villa, followed by Yang Wanqing who had come to see him off.

They had just opened the door of the Mercedes-Benz van when they heard hurried footsteps behind them.

"Wait me a moment!"

The two turned around and saw Vivian Chow dragging a white suitcase, jogging over in white flat shoes.

She wore a beige linen shirt and light blue jeans today, her long hair was tied in a ponytail, and she had applied a thin layer of sunscreen to her face.

She looks like a girl in her early twenties.

"Sister Zhou, are you going too?" Gu Bei asked, somewhat surprised.

More than anything, there was excitement, and a hint of longing.

The image of pinning her against the glass wall of the bathroom that day involuntarily came to mind.

"I already talked to Wanqing last night," Vivian Chow ran up to her, her chest rising and falling slightly. "I'll go to the mainland with you to relax."

She secretly nudged Gu Bei with her toe, a sly look flashing across her face.

"I'll be quite busy lately," Yang Wanqing said apologetically. "Minmin stays at home all the time, why don't you go out for a walk?"

"and......"

She paused, opened the car door, and got into the passenger seat. "I'm not entirely comfortable with you going to the mainland alone..."

Are they afraid I'll be snatched away by a beautiful woman from mainland China?

Gu Bei was speechless...

He thought to himself, "Sister Yang, I've already been completely taken advantage of by your best friend..."

"She really ate it..."

"You're practically sending a lamb to the slaughter!"

"Well, it's good to let Sister Zhou go out for a walk." He looked at Zhou Huimin.

The two men stared at each other, their eyes flashing with fire.

The Mercedes-Benz van drove to the studio, where the chubby director and his team—a six-person group including a photographer, lighting technician, and prop master—were gathered. They were all the same crew who had worked on the "Fairy Tale" music video.

The chubby director, Kwong Shing, knew he was in a rush this time, and was still reading the script for "Yellow Race" when he got into the taxi.

Along the way, Yang Wanqing briefly described the itinerary:

"My friend happens to have a test voyage to Kinmen today."

"You will disembark there, take a speedboat to Xiamen, and then fly to Tianmo Film and Television City in Hebei."

"Thank you, Sister Yang." Gu Bei got out of the car.

The two hugged each other, turned around, dragged their luggage, and waved goodbye.

At this point in time, in 2000.

There are no direct commercial flights from Taiwan to the mainland. If you want to go there, you either have to fly to Hong Kong and transfer, or take a boat to Kinmen.

Sister Yang arranged the entire trip perfectly.

As soon as they disembarked in Xiamen, someone waved to them.

"Comrade Gu Bei, I welcome you on behalf of the motherland."

The people on the shore, with their dark skin and naval uniforms, stood ramrod straight and saluted the entire group.

Gu Bei was a little confused, but he also saluted: "What's your name, comrade?"

"I am your cousin, Gu Dong."

Gu Dong hailed several taxis and invited everyone to get in, saying, "Your uncle really wants to see you."

"However..." he changed the subject, "you're under a lot of pressure right now, and you have a lot to do, which we all understand."

Several taxis sped towards the airport.

Gu Dong sat in the passenger seat.

Gu Bei could only see his resolute profile through the rearview mirror.

"Thank you, please say hello to your uncle for me." He lowered his head silently, feeling a little embarrassed.

My cousin is serving in the military in Xiamen.

It looks like my uncle's family has moved to Xiamen as well.

Grandpa, Dad, and Mom were also there.

But I feel really bad about passing by my own home without going in.

They... haven't seen each other for many years.

In my previous life, my grandfather passed away a few years later.

When Gu Bei was reborn, his parents were already old and gray...

I really want to see you again!

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit somber, Vivian Chow took the opportunity to change the subject.

"Cousin, this is Gu Bei's new song that he's preparing to release. Do you want to take a look?"

She handed a sheet of music to the passenger in the front seat.

"Oh, oh, let me see."

Gu Dong rarely watches television and didn't know that Vivian Chow was a retired superstar; he just felt that she looked somewhat familiar.

Although he doesn't understand sheet music, he recognizes the songs on it.

When he saw:

The yellow race came to earth, and stood tall with new pride.

As a person of Asian descent, walking down the street, the world knows I am different.

His eyes immediately turned red.

His surging emotions had just begun to rise when he immediately suppressed them.

"Gu Bei, I really like this song." Gu Dong handed the sheet music back to Zhou Huimin.

His gaze hardened. "Do whatever you want to do."

"We will be your strongest support!"

The brief reunion was followed by a swift farewell.

The plane takes off.

Gu Dong stood ramrod straight outside the airport and silently saluted the plane soaring into the blue sky!

……

As soon as Gu Bei and his group arrived at the Tianmo Film and Television Base, someone immediately came to greet them with photos.

He was a middle-aged man wearing a dark gray suit.

He was in his early forties, with a square face, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and his hair was neatly combed.

"Hello, Mr. Gu!" He extended both hands and warmly shook Gu Bei's hands. "My name is Fang Ge, and I am the Executive Director of Eagle King Entertainment's Mainland Branch."

"Mr. Yang spoke to me on the phone last night and asked me to fully cooperate."

"Mr. Fang, thank you for your trouble." Gu Bei nodded politely.

"No trouble at all, no trouble at all." Fang Ge's gaze shifted back, and the moment he saw Zhou Huimin, he was clearly stunned. "This is... the Queen of Pop?"

He was somewhat unsure.

Vivian Chow nodded slightly and smiled.

Suddenly, it was like a hundred flowers blooming, stunningly beautiful.

A storm raged in Fang Ge's heart.

Vivian Chow...the reigning queen of Hong Kong's "Jade Girl" image in the 1990s.

They actually came to the mainland with Gu Bei?

What exactly is the relationship between these two?

However, being a worldly man, he immediately concealed his unusual expression and said, "Hello, Miss Zhou, welcome to the mainland."

The group entered the film and television base.

Fang Ge walked next to Gu Bei and discussed the progress of their work with him.

"Mr. Gu, we have basically prepared all the filming props you requested."

"Swords, spears, halberds, battle flags, and war drums—just like the list you gave me, nothing is missing."

"The extras have also been contacted. There are fifty people, all of them professionals, and they will arrive tomorrow morning."

"No armor?" Gu Bei glanced at the list and immediately frowned.

Fang Ge looked somewhat troubled: "This... we went to several prop rental companies, but we couldn't rent any."

"Several period drama crews are filming recently, and all the armor has been rented out."