Huayu: Enjoy Yourself

Chapter 356 The Yellowed Script...

"Brother An, I'm a girl, can you be a little gentler?"

Fan Xuexue spoke softly and gently, her eyes seemingly filled with autumn water.

"Be gentle? Do you think this is a dating story? Get back to work and move it!" Chen An said firmly and impartially.

The company is moving to a newly renovated office.

As guardians of the streetlights, we can't let these people be idle.

The red envelopes have been sent; it's time for me to get some work done.

Filming for "You Are the Apple of My Eye" has been completed, and Fan Xuexue and Huang Xiaoming have also finished filming.

Chen An immediately pulled him over.

For example, his trophies.

They were separated with foam and put into individual cardboard boxes. Just then, two people came back to the company and brought them all over.

Huang Xiaoming, holding the cardboard box, saw Fan Xuexue's attempt to act cute fail and secretly chuckled.

Fan Xuexue gritted her teeth. The other party wasn't taking the bait at all. Her usually invincible methods had backfired, so how was she supposed to get in?

step!

Chen An didn't care about any of that and started making phone calls, telling everyone to come out and get to work!

The company employees also started getting busy. They had been working here for several years and had a lot of belongings, so they had to slowly pack up and move to the new company.

Li Xiaoping also came out of the office carrying a bunch of things.

"Director Chen, why didn't you make some arrangements in advance? This massive relocation is unbearable; we can't even move all our stuff!"

She has a lot of things too, and she needs to sort them out gradually.

Chen An scratched his head. "I can't help it. I've been abroad the whole time and haven't had a chance to process what's happening. But I've only been busy for a few days."

I've been traveling a lot, either keeping up with Weibo or not, so I hadn't noticed before.

Huang Xiaoming peeked into the box and saw two identical little golden statuettes. Curious, he asked, "Senior, why are all your Oscar trophies the same? Which one is Best Picture and which one is Best Director?"

"I can't tell either; you have to look at what's written on the bottom of the cup."

Chen An didn't even turn his head, continuing to stuff trophies into Fan Xuexue's cardboard box.

Upon hearing this, Huang Xiaoming curiously put down the box, took out the two trophies, and looked underneath them. Hmm... both were scripts.

All Oscar trophies look the same; you can only tell what award it is by looking at what's written on the bottom of the trophy.

He has several Oscar trophies, all of which look the same.

All the trophies filled three boxes and still weren't full. The five Oscar trophies alone were enough to fill one box, plus the Golden Globes, the three major awards, and domestic awards.

And some awards that Chen An didn't attend but still received.

It can't fit! It's simply impossible to fit!

Seeing Chen An troubled by having too many awards, the others felt a sense of desolation!

The trophies filled four boxes, and the certificates were finally packed into one box.

The awards alone filled five boxes.

"Don't say I'm clueless about romance; I'm a chivalrous person too. You only have two suitcases, Xiaoming has three. Good luck!"

Chen An handed the boxes to the two of them and said encouragingly.

Fan Xuexue no longer acted like a delicate girl; she practically rolled her eyes to the sky.

Small items were given to the two of them, while larger items were handed over to the moving company.

Chen An tidied up again and took out some old manuscripts and scripts from the drawer. They were quite valuable for collection, but some of the ones at the bottom were already covered in dust.

He picked it up, patted it, and blew on it to cool it down. He smiled slightly and said, "That's about it. Looks like not coming to the company often has its advantages; there's not much here."

"However..." Chen An wiped some dusty scripts clean and smiled, "These things should be properly preserved; they can't be allowed to collect so much dust anymore."

Pulling out the script at the very bottom, it was a yellowed copy with "Run Lola Run" written in large characters on the cover.

It's quite memorable.

Chen An took it out and flipped through it. The writing was still clearly visible, but the paper had yellowed and had a sense of age.

Ten years have passed in the blink of an eye!

I wrote it by candlelight in my dorm room back then; that was the beginning of everything.

Compared to his short films, Chen An's first feature film, "Run Lola Run," had the greatest impact on him!

"Brother Zhao, we've known each other for ten years now."

Holding the last box, Chen An sat in the passenger seat of the car.

Huang Xiaoming and Fan Xuexue sat in the back seat, with the suitcase placed at their feet.

Zhao Xiong, who was smoking with the window open, snapped out of his reverie, turned around, and said, "Yes, it's been ten years."

"Back then, Boss Lin even told me to keep an eye on you, and if you didn't behave, he'd just slap you, hahaha."

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The man from Northwest China couldn't help but recall the time when Chen An was waiting at the school gate, keeping an eye on things while filming.

Time flies. I'm almost forty, and my son is all grown up now. That little rascal has become a world-renowned director!

And he's the big boss!

Chen An grinned. When he first met Zhao Xiong, he was a tall, imposing man who stood there like an iron wall, exuding a strong sense of oppression.

He's actually a reserved but passionate guy from Northwest China, and the two of them have known each other for ten years without even realizing it.

Fan Xuexue noticed that Chen An had brought up another box and curiously examined it.

Then I listened to the two people in front of me talking about things from the past.

Ten years ago.

Back then, I was a chubby little girl learning to dance.

Huang Xiaoming looked at what Chen An was holding and asked curiously, "Senior brother, is this all there is? What is it?"

Chen An did not answer his question but instead told Zhao Xiong to drive first.

The car slowly started and drove towards the new company.

After fastening his seatbelt, Chen An looked down at the cardboard box in his hand and asked the two men, "Which of my works do you like the most?"

Upon hearing this question, the two people behind him were momentarily stunned, but they quickly began to ponder it.

Which work do you like the most?

Huang Xiaoming's thoughts drifted. His career was booming and things were going very well, but ultimately, everyone has regrets.

He and Chen Kun are very good friends, but he is also a human being, and he often thinks about things.

What if I had been chosen instead?

"As for me... maybe 'My Sassy Girl'?" Huang Xiaoming suddenly drifted off into thought and said casually, "Sometimes I'm actually quite envious of Kun'er, but I still wish him well; he deserves it for his hard work."

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As a good friend, he knew a lot about Chen Kun's family situation, which was quite bad, even poor.

Chen An nodded, smiled slightly, and began searching.

I did consider choosing Huang Xiaoming at first, but when this guy smiled, I immediately rejected the idea. He's so sunny!

As Chen Kun said, his eyes were very clear at the time, as if they were hiding light, which was inappropriate.

Fan Xuexue thought for a long time and asked doubtfully, "My favorite... should be 'Little Forest,' because it's the most beautiful."

She recalled her first time watching the movie and was so amazed by Yu Jinghong's stunningly beautiful clothes that she felt ashamed of herself!

The feeling of roaming freely in the fields captivated her; she simply felt it was so beautiful!

She will always remember how she felt at that moment, because even when she went to see Yu Jinghong herself later, she never felt that way again.

"Little Forest?" Chen An smiled and nodded as he searched.

He had heard many people say they liked this movie, but it was actually just a practice piece for him.

But I understand why they like it; it has a gentle tranquility and a healing quality.

After searching for a while, Chen An finally pulled out two yellowed scripts.

"Let me show you, this is the script I wrote by hand back then, several years ago, now it's the 21st century." Chen An handed the two scripts to them.

The two took the script and then realized that this was what was stuffed in the other person's box.

Huang Xiaoming gently picked up the script and carefully opened it; this was the script he had wanted most back then.

Fan Xuexue held the script of "Little Forest," which was already quite yellowed, and there was some dust on it.

"Brother An, it's already like this, aren't you going to try to preserve it properly?"

"I didn't notice it before, I'm only taking it out now, but I'll have to keep it safe from now on."

Chen An leaned back in his chair and smiled faintly.

Seeing these scripts again suddenly has a unique flavor.