I'm really good at this.

"There's one more thing."

On the plane to Beijing, Sun Zheng turned to Zhang Hong and Lin Muqing, who were sitting together, and said, "The preparations for the 'Flying Apsaras' and 'Golden Eagle' competitions in the first half of this year have already begun. Xiao Hong, you're definitely going to be shortlisted. Get ready, and I'll let you know in advance."

Zhang Hong nodded, but wasn't very interested.

The Feitian Awards and the Golden Eagle Awards are considered the two most authoritative TV drama awards in China.

The difference is that the Golden Eagle Awards place more emphasis on audience votes, and the awards are for things like "Most Popular Film" and "Most Popular Actor (Actress)".

The Feitian Awards, on the other hand, are officially organized, and only works broadcast on national municipal or higher-level television stations are eligible to participate.

Zhang Hong's "Clouds Fall into the Mortal World" is a web series, so it can only be submitted to the Golden Eagle Awards.

Liu Yishou's "Blood-Red Youth" can be shown at both events, and Liu Yishou's intention is for Zhang Hong to be prepared to go to the Feitian Awards ceremony with him.

After all, the probability of Zhang Hong being nominated for the "Outstanding Actor Award" is practically one in a thousand.

The chances of winning an award are not small.

In Liu Yishou and Sun Zheng's view, if Zhang Hong could win the Feitian Award for Outstanding Actor and also win a few awards at the Golden Eagle Awards, it would be extremely beneficial to his future development.

And the person he's going to meet now is also quite special.

Although this film has a small budget, if Zhang Hong can make it well... it will be extremely beneficial to his future.

However, Zhang Hong had little interest in either of the awards.

He would be even more interested if Mobile Suit had the chance to win the Mozi Award in the future.

The "Mo Di Award" is similar to the Nebula Award and Hugo Award in other countries. It is mainly awarded to science fiction and fantasy works, and includes multiple sub-awards such as novels, comics, movies, and TV series.

Most importantly... the "Mo Di Award" comes with prize money! And it's millions!

This is what Zhang Hong values ​​most.

They traveled in silence, and soon the plane landed in Beijing.

Upon exiting the airport, Hongqi, who was already waiting there, picked up the four of them and headed directly to an old alleyway.

After being stuck in traffic for two hours, the car finally stopped outside a small alley.

Zhang Hong got out of the car and looked around the alley entrance.

It was a little old, but it was cleaned almost spotless.

A row of identical red flags were parked along the roadside outside the alley, and many people were standing outside the alley, as if they were guarding something.

Zhang Hong raised an eyebrow and gave Liu and Sun an inquiring look.

Sun Zheng reassured him, and then the two of them led the way, taking Zhang Hong into the alley.

The muscular men at the door merely glanced at him and did not stop him.

One young man even tried to get closer with excited eyes, but quieted down after being glared at by someone next to him.

Stepping into the alley, free from the gazes of those behind him, Zhang Hongcai breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Who are we going to see? They're not going to put me on 404 (a Chinese internet slang term for being blocked or ignored), are they?"

Compared to anything else, 404 is the ultimate fear he doesn't want to face.

"No, they're just a bunch of grandpas and grandmas. Just be respectful to them." Sun Zheng said as he walked.

Liu Yishou didn't bring up that, but instead asked another question: "By the way, have you prepared your script yet?"

"Everything is ready." Zhang Hong gestured to the designer bag Lin Muqing was carrying. "It was written a long time ago."

Captain Yan Shuangying of China!

This is the script that Zhang Hong prepared.

It's not just Yan Shuangying, but a modified version of Yan Shuangying combined with his previous life's Captain America.

In Zhang Hong's mind, the other party wanted to commemorate a soldier who sacrificed his life in the March War.

But naturally, it needs to be artistic in a high-end and sophisticated direction.

Because people tend to romanticize the deceased.

As time goes by, they will gradually become perfect in everyone's minds.

As the saying goes, "The living can never win against the dead."

Therefore, Zhang Hong believed that with Yan Shuangying's high-class demeanor combined with Captain America's saintly attributes, the combination would be liked by everyone.

Seeing Zhang Hong's confidence, Sun and Liu said no more.

Three minutes later, after a series of detours, the group stopped outside an old but clean courtyard house.

Liu Yishou stepped forward and knocked on the door.

Soon, the door opened.

Inside was an elderly woman with a full head of white hair.

She looked to be in her seventies or eighties, with an apron around her waist. When she saw people coming, she smiled and said, "Please come in, please come in. I'm cooking right now, so please stay and have dinner with us tonight."

Liu Yishou and the other man politely agreed, while Zhang Honglin and Mu Qing also nodded slightly and greeted her with "Hello, Grandma."

Then the four of them entered the courtyard.

The courtyard was now completely full.

About seven or eight sprightly elderly people were drinking tea and chatting, enjoying themselves immensely.

Upon seeing the visitor, someone laughed and said, "This child really came! Come over here and let grandpa take a look."

Zhang Hong steeled himself and walked over, quickly bowing and exclaiming in greeting.

The elderly people in this group all have sparse hair and uneven teeth; they are definitely over ninety years old by sight.

But everyone seemed to be in good spirits.

Zhang Hong just couldn't understand why they knew him.

The old man who had just called Zhang Hong saw him coming over, quickly pulled him down and made him squat down. Then he took out a super-large screen phone from his shirt pocket, squinted his eyes, opened the messaging app, and tapped on the "great-granddaughter" chat box.

Then he quickly turned on the selfie camera, took a picture with Zhang Hong, and sent it to his great-granddaughter. He then cheerfully sent a voice message: "My dear grandson, look who your great-grandfather is with now?"

The elegant grandmother walked over and said with a smile, "Child, don't be afraid. Brother Wang's great-granddaughter really likes you. He just wanted to take a picture with you. You'll have to sign a lot of autographs for everyone's grandchildren and great-grandchildren later."

Zhang Hong: "..."

Wow, I never expected that the first thing I'd encounter after arriving here would be being chased by celebrities.

He scratched his cheek, behaving like a junior: "Grandma, you didn't just invite me here for a meal, did you?"

The old lady smiled and gestured for Liu Yishou and the others to sit down before pulling Zhang Hong to sit down as well.

"Grandma's surname is Lu, and her name is Lu Yingzi. You can just call me Grandma Lu."

"Grandma Lu."

"Good boy." Lu Yingzi patted Zhang Hong's hand and said softly, "I believe Xiao Liu and the others have told you about Grandma's situation. These grandfathers were all comrades-in-arms of Brother Laisheng back then. Some things can only be remembered when everyone recalls them together."

She paused for a moment, then waved her hand, and the middle-aged woman who had been waiting on the side turned on the projector and screen that had been prepared in advance.

Once the TV station switched to CCTV-1, Lu Yingzi smiled and said, "The food is ready. I haven't cooked in over ten years, so I don't know if my skills have become rusty. Let's eat first, and then we can talk."

I just heard that your "Mobile Suit" movie is about to be released, let's go see it together.

"That's impressive!" The once-energetic "star-struck grandpa" put away his phone and said with a grin, "China Heavy Industries has been going badly lately. Even this old man sees them fail every thirty minutes of the news. And when the news ends, it's still bad news! It's promoting your robot drama, so I'd better see how you've done it!"

Zhang Hong smiled and said, "Whatever makes you happy."

The food was served quickly.

The group ate and chatted.

Across the country, there are many people like them waiting for the TV series to begin.

for example......

Wang Chen was holed up in an apartment with that cold-faced, gold-rimmed agent.

The bandit leaders, including Luo Yun, Bai Xueye, Wang Ye, and Li Shanqi, were watching TV together in a two-story building in Luocheng.

Zhang Hao and Liu Yan, a married couple, are at home in Beijing.

Zhu Tiezhu, the boss, lives in an office of less than 500 square meters.

Su Xiaoyue, a well-built high school student, and her short-haired, plate-bound best friend Gu Yan, live in an apartment in a Shanghai residential complex.

Of course, there are also three generations of a family sitting upright on a sofa in a high-end residential area in Shenzhen.

Soon, with the game over, "Mobile Suit Gundam" officially began!

P.S.: Daily request for votes 2/2!

This is the last chapter before it goes on sale.

The next update will be released tomorrow (the 22nd) at noon. I need to go prepare the chapters for release.

I'll post my blind date essay in a bit, and then a post-launch message tomorrow.

I'll leave the rest to you all~

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