Chinese entertainment starts with Hong Shixian

Chapter 236 Sino-US Film Talent Exchange: Departure (10 Updates)
In the community, in the house.

Jing Tian was busy packing Qi Hui's suitcase, like a lively elf.

Change of clothes, underwear, and suits for formal occasions.

Commonly used medicines include Banlangen (Isatis root) and Ganmaoling (cold medicine).

And Qi Hui's spiritual sustenance, two packs of soft cigarettes.

There are also cell phones, computers, various documents, and chargers.

In no time, Qi Hui's suitcase and backpack were stuffed full.

Knowing that Qi Hui had returned from the army and had a habit of keeping things tidy, Jing Tian also arranged her clothes and other belongings neatly.

"Alright." She clapped her hands, put her hands on her hips, and felt a sense of accomplishment looking at her neatly packed, fully loaded suitcase.

"Tian Tian is so good." Qi Hui hugged Jing Tian from behind: "She is such a virtuous wife."

Jing Tian's ears turned red, and she was speechless, stammering and unsure of what to say.

"Bad guy, you're not allowed to do bad things in America!" Jing Tian reached out and stroked Qi Hui's hair behind her; it was coarse and a little prickly.

Jing Tian threatened fiercely, "American women are so open-minded, if you can't resist the temptation... hehehe, believe me or not, I'll beat you to death!"

Qi Hui chuckled as he listened, thinking to himself, "It seems like you're always the one getting punched."

"Ahem... Am I that kind of person?" Although he found it amusing, Qi Hui still asked seriously:

"In the United States, there is rampant drug abuse. Both men and women are addicts with a history of drug use, and who knows how many sexually transmitted diseases they carry."

"I'd be crazy to touch them!"

"Really? Is it really that outrageous?" Jing Tian was extremely shocked.

She had been to the United States, but this was the first time she had heard of such a thing.

Like most Chinese people, she was so well protected by her country and family that she never encountered any danger.

The only trouble he ever got was with Zhen Zidan, who later had his leg broken by Qi Hui.

Compared to her peers abroad who have experienced gunfights, robberies, and various American-style roadblocks, she seemed like a silly little deer.

“Of course!” Qi Hui said, “Besides, white women have a particularly strong body odor, and their breath is even stronger than my athlete’s foot. No one could bring themselves to eat them.”

"Hahaha... even worse than your athlete's foot." Jing Tian was amused by Qi Hui and laughed so hard she was shaking.

Time flew by as the two whispered sweet nothings to each other.

Before I knew it, the staff member who was supposed to pick me up called.

Qi Hui carried his luggage downstairs, while Jing Tian waved and watched him leave.

Although we've filmed separately before, this time is different. One of us is overseas, and the other is in China, separated by the Pacific Ocean, almost halfway around the world.

About half an hour later, Qi Hui arrived at the airport, asked in the group chat, and quickly found the main group.

They were all in the VIP lounge.
Guo Fan was given a gift by his wife, Wu Jing was given a gift by Xie Nan, and even Lu Chuan and Lu Taro were given a gift by Qin Lan.

Lu Yang was left all alone.

Seeing Qi Hui coming alone, his eyes lit up and he quickly ran over.

"Senior brother, are you alone too?" Lu Yang laughed and enthusiastically helped Qi Hui with his luggage.

"My partner had something to do, so they couldn't come," Qi Hui said with a smile.

"His girlfriend is a rich woman. She paid for the movie 'Love is Not Blind'," Xie Nan said, adding insult to injury for Lu Yang.

Lu Yang felt a sudden toothache and was so envious that he almost broke apart from his own body. He immediately let go of Qi Hui's luggage.

Sorry, I don't know you!
Hearing the voice, Qin Lan turned around and looked at Qi Hui. The more she looked at him, the more pleasing he seemed to her. He was tall, strong, and handsome.

She had met Qi Hui at the premiere of "The Warring States" and they had exchanged contact information.

When she called back, a woman answered, and Qin Lan never contacted Qi Hui again.

"What are you looking at?" Lu Taro was a little annoyed. He was over forty years old, dark-skinned and ugly, and his career was a mess.

Unfortunately, his girlfriend was incredibly beautiful and charming, and her career was steadily rising. This made him somewhat sensitive.

"It's nothing." Qin Lan was no ordinary person either, and she smiled without changing her expression: "I've met him a few times before, but he's a bit arrogant and doesn't pay attention to people."

Anyway, she was just saying this in private, and she wasn't afraid that Qi Hui would find out.

So what if she knows? Does Qi Hui want to prove to her that he's not arrogant?
Is there such a good thing?
"Oh..." Lu Chuan nodded in agreement. This Qi Hui was indeed a bit arrogant, which made people a little uncomfortable.

Especially at the US embassy, ​​he even dared to curse at US visa officers.

He even dragged several other brainless idiots into cursing him, truly lawless, arrogant, and disrespectful.

A frog in a well who doesn't know its own limitations!
It was almost time, and everyone had arrived. Led by Yan Tao, the group went to the VIP channel, went through security, and boarded the plane directly.

Xie Nan, Aunt Guo, and Qin Lan waved goodbye and watched Qi Hui and the others leave.

……

Cross the jet bridge and board the plane.

The first destination was Busan, South Korea, which wasn't far away, and the plane wasn't a wide-body transoceanic passenger plane.

It's a regular medium-sized passenger plane, without a luxurious business class, only a first class that's slightly better than economy class.

Actually, those luxurious business class cabins that are like private suites can also be called first class.

The seats that Qi Hui and his group were sitting in were more accurately described as premium economy class.

But as for the name, it doesn't matter what you call it. What sounds better than First Class or Business Class?

The flight from Beijing to Busan takes only a little over two hours, even shorter than the flight from Beijing to Shenzhen or Guangzhou.

Guo Fan and Lu Yang felt a bit curious. After touching the seats up and down, they turned their attention to the staff checking in their luggage outside the window.

Guo Fan was a migrant worker in Beijing and didn't have much money to begin with.

The time I earned the most was when I filmed "Love is Not Blind" with Qi Hui, and the red envelopes Qi Hui sent me afterward.

He didn't make much money from filming "The Adventures of Li Xianji." He poured all his investment into the movie, and his salary was just a share of the box office profits.

Then... there is no more!
He sent the producer to film festivals abroad to see if it could win an award; winning would be best.

Lu Yang is in a similar situation; he just graduated not long ago and hasn't earned much money yet.

He only made some money from "Painted Skin 2", but he planned to use that money for his next movie and couldn't spend it.

"So this is how checked baggage is handled on airplanes..." Guo Fan suddenly realized.

Lu Yang nodded in agreement.

Lu Chuan and Lu Taro looked at Guo Fan and Lu Yang, who seemed to have never seen the world, and curled their lips in disdain.

Qi Hui glanced at it and clearly saw his luggage among them.

The suitcase Jing Tian bought for him was quite large and had a metallic silver color, making it very eye-catching.

"Brother Jing, what are you doing?" Qi Hui tilted his head and found that Wu Jing was not participating in the discussion, but was reading a book.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a textbook for the directing department of Beijing Film Academy.

"Let's charge it." Wu Jing ignored Qi Hui. Since he couldn't do anything else on the plane anyway, reading a book would be a good idea.

"Hey, Lao Yan," Lu Chuan called out, "Do we have anything to do at the Busan International Film Festival?"

"There's no specific task involved; it's just about going to see movies and learning about popular themes in the cutting-edge Asian film market," Yan Tao said.
"Working behind closed doors is not advisable. We need to connect with the world in order to learn better from Hollywood."

"Similarly, we must stay true to ourselves and not forget our original aspirations. We cannot take Hollywood's methods as gospel just because we have learned them."

"We also need to think independently."

Hearing this series of words, Guo Fan and Liu Yang nodded repeatedly, feeling a surge of excitement, and made sure to remember everything.

Lu Chuan was surprised to receive this series of official replies, and he didn't even look at Yan Tao.

Qi Hui and Wu Jing were a bit puzzled. Was this considered a publicly funded trip?

(End of this chapter)