Huayu 1999: Starting with nothing but getting something for nothing

Yang Che tossed his handbag onto the coffee table and then sprawled out on the sofa like a lord.

"Wait a minute, doesn't my period usually take three or four days to come?"

"Yang Che!"

Gao Yuanyuan, who was squatting on the ground, turned around with a displeased expression.

Yang Che blinked, looking puzzled.

Gao Yuanyuan's anger subsided slightly: "You came to my house to film a movie, couldn't you at least say hello?"

Yang Che was momentarily speechless: "I..."

Gao Yuanyuan looked aggrieved: "I feel like you don't respect me at all. I'm a part of this family too."

That's true. Ever since they started sleeping together, she'd buy things every few days, like a bottle of toilet cleaner. This was even more true after they officially moved in together; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say she changed the interior decor.

"Are you worried about others seeing our photos together? Uh..."

As soon as Yang Che finished speaking, he realized he had said the wrong thing.

Sure enough, Gao Yuanyuan's eyes widened: "What did you say? I bought the photo frame, I set up the photo and put it there. You think I'm afraid someone will see it? Don't you know why I'm sad?"

"I'm sorry, I...I didn't mean to."

Gao Yuanyuan channeled her inner artsy young woman, becoming sentimental, and said coldly, "You don't even want to explain to me anymore?"

Yang Che took a deep breath and then slowly said, "I'm afraid you'll use this as an excuse if I tell you. Since returning from Shanghai, I've been working from morning till night, and the film was just finished and ready to be submitted. My mind isn't quite clear yet, please forgive me."

"How could I have thought that...."

Upon hearing his words, Gao Yuanyuan instantly softened and sat down beside him, hugging him tightly.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have lost my temper."

Yang Che put his arm around her shoulder: "Are you unhappy because you had Li Xiangdong drive you on Friday and then had him pick you up again today?"

"No, okay, a little. But what makes me angry is what happened after I walked in the door. You know, I left all tidy and clean, and I thought I'd been robbed..."

"I already had them clean it."

Gao Yuanyuan retorted, "It's all just for show. When I cleaned it, there were still shards of glass on the side of the sofa."

"I was wrong, I sincerely apologize, I'll go to Anzhenli again... Ah! Gao Yuanyuan, that's too much, when did you learn to pinch people?"

"Serves you right for making me angry, serves you right for making me angry."

"No way, I was just teasing you. Look at you, you get so sentimental when you're home alone. Overthinking hurts your spleen, you need to vent."

"Why are you making so many excuses now? I was too lazy to explain earlier..."

"I'm too lazy to explain now."

After saying that, Yang Che took his arm around her.

"Hmm...um~"

After a while.

"Your hands aren't washed yet, don't touch them."

Yang Che used both hands to forcefully flip her over, who was already lying flat on the sofa, and raised his hand...

"Snapped!"

"I spoil you."

"Ouch, Yang Che, it hurts..."

"Smack."

"..."

Gao Yuanyuan's face turned bright red, and she felt dizzy.

Yang Che had also been absent for several days, and in no time at all, the two of them were completely honest with each other.

"Hmm~"

"Hiss... Phew, Yuanyuan, something's wrong with you."

"Huh? Ahhhh, don't say it, I want a kiss..."

This scene is aptly described in a poem.

On the sparse paulownia leaves, the moon shines white and the dew is just beginning to form.

The clear light drips down, filling the room; the shimmering, pure colors are cold and vibrant.

The wind shakes the jade pendants, a sign of sorrow; the branches sway, a sign of regret for the pearl-like branches.

The air is chilly, as if it were late autumn; the sounds are faint, as if it were the dead of night.

Its condensed flow seems to spread throughout the sky, nourishing all things and bringing a sense of cleanliness.

Do not tire of peeping, for gathering again after the sun has set is even more difficult. (1)

It is now the Cold Dew solar term. The first sign is the arrival of wild geese; the second sign is that sparrows enter the water and become clams; the third sign is that chrysanthemums bloom with yellow flowers.

The next day arrived in the blink of an eye.

The two woke up almost at the same time, but instead of getting out of bed, they clung to each other, their affection overflowing. They became inseparable.

Then Gao Yuanyuan became frustrated. Monday's class was quite important, and she couldn't ask someone to answer her questions. Of course, she was the school beauty; every teacher knew her.

But since it was already late, I decided to continue being affectionate with my boyfriend. I don't know why, but I felt particularly good this morning, even better than last night.

Then a phone call ruined my mood once again.

If it weren't for the Beijing Film Studio office's phone number, Yang Che definitely wouldn't have answered.

"Hello Yang Che, I am President Han's secretary, my name is Wu Hongliang."

Yang Che felt the name sounded familiar, but now was not the time to think about it.

"Hello, Secretary Wu, what can I do for you?"

"I'm so sorry, oh, you're still doing your morning exercise? Mr. Han asked me to ask if you have time to come to the factory's small screening room now?"

Yang Che, who was doing his morning exercise, was speechless: "What's wrong?"

"A Japanese man came to discuss the Japanese distribution of 'Postmen in the Mountains,' and President Han hopes you can be involved... Yu Dong is here too..."

"Okay, I'll get there as soon as possible. Wait, you didn't mention the domestic release situation, did you?"

"Oh, Director Huo said..."

"...See you in a bit."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Che gave Gao Yuanyuan a wry smile.

Gao Yuanyuan breathed a sigh of relief: "Then I'm going to school."

"OK."

So the two of them washed up.

Li Xiangdong, who was already waiting at the studio, first went to the Beijing Film Studio to see Yang Che off, and then to see Gao Yuanyuan off.

On the way, Gao Yuanyuan didn't say anything so as not to disturb him as he was deep in thought.

When he got off the bus, Yang Che didn't say anything, just smiled and waved to Gao Yuanyuan.

He was indeed putting a lot of effort into it, even though it had nothing to do with him directly.

It's not just about practicing for overseas distribution; it's also about proving his abilities. Being able to talk is one thing, but being able to do it is another.

At the entrance to the screening room, Yu Dong felt a pang of jealousy as he watched Yang Che walk toward him.

So what if you're talented? You're not only handsome, but you also have a great sense of style.

Indeed, Yang Che was wearing a brown leather jacket, blue jeans, and Doc Martens. This outfit, combined with his medium-length hair swept back, made him incredibly handsome. No wonder Gao Yuanyuan was so clingy.

"Old Yu, I see envy in your eyes."

"I'm not envious, I'm jealous. Uh... I don't have time for nonsense right now, let me tell you the gist of the situation."

"you say."

"Is that so..."

It was probably a while ago that Han Sanping contacted a Japanese theater chain. After hearing about the plot, the chain took it very seriously and entrusted a distributor who was quite knowledgeable about Chinese films and television dramas to handle the matter. This distributor was named Kazuo Fukasawa.

How well does this distributor know Chinese films and television dramas? He either spearheaded or participated in the production of the 86 version of "Journey to the West" and "Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio," the 94 version of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms," "Yearning," and "Fortress Besieged."

The reason Iwanami Cinema entrusted Fukasawa Kazuo with the project was not only because he understood the market, but also because he was going to China to participate in the Shanghai Film Festival.

Sure enough, after watching "Postmen in the Mountains" at the Shanghai Film Festival, Kazuo Fukasawa approached Jianqi Huo for a chat.

Huo Jianqi is an honest man. He was easily tricked into revealing his secrets after being praised with phrases like "the lowest budget, the best work".

They said the production cost was 210 million, but they only sold one copy...

Note 1: Tang Dynasty, Dai Cha's "Seeing Cold Dew on the Leaves of a Wutong Tree on a Moonlit Night"