Since 1983

That night, the Capital Airport.

The huge building is like a bright and beating heart, which is extremely vivid in the dark, and the ups and downs of the aircraft glide on the runway, swallowing the crowds coming and going.

In the exit hall, another group of passengers left and expressed surprise at the dozens of waiting media.

The reporters also stamped their feet, anxiously.

This day has not passed yet, and news of Nanning has spread to newspapers and industry organizations across the country, and even higher. Those who stayed in the capital had to work overtime overnight to **** this earth-shattering big news.

"Why haven't it arrived yet?"

"The plane is late."

"Can't wait any longer, I'll be excited anymore."

"Haha, me too, boss Xu is so awesome!"

"Is he not afraid of offending people?"

"It depends on who has the hardest backer! The main reason is that he chooses the right time, the reform is the general trend, and the reformers always have an advantage over the conservatives."

"And this year Golden Rooster really fucks."

"Yes, so **** that they have nothing to say."

At about ten o'clock, as a plane broke through the night and landed on the runway, the long-awaited media lined up.

After a while, passengers poured out.

One by one, he spotted the target from afar and shouted: "Mr. Xu! Mr. Xu!"

Wow!

The outside squeezed forward, and the inside figured out, the scene was a bit chaotic.

The security hurriedly guided Xu Fei. Several people circled Xu Fei. The reporters from the front, back, left and right hung around the circle to follow. Someone walked backwards and took pictures.

The passengers are surprised, who is this? Which big star?

"Mr Xu, tell me about your speech this afternoon?"

"Do you really want to set up another movie award?"

"You were not on the guest list before, and you suddenly participated temporarily. Is there any psychological change?"

"Do you think the golden rooster is hopeless?"

Xu Fei strode, and suddenly stopped when he heard this sentence, and said: "No one does not want Chinese movies to be good, and no one really cursed the closure of their own awards.

But the current situation is different. In the face of unanimous criticism and suggestions from the industry and media audiences, if Golden Rooster and Hundred Flowers still play the art of balance, they would not even have the courage to choose a best film...

I don't mind setting up a new award. "

"Mr. Xu!"

"Mr. Xu!"

"Do you think you are qualified to set up awards?"

"What kind of award do you want to hold?"

"what!"

The group of reporters suddenly messed up. Someone stumbled behind, and the rest continued to follow, hoping that he would jump out a few more words.

Xu Fei stopped answering, and was about to get in the car when he reached the side of the street. Suddenly seeing a car parked across the road, Li Mu poked out from the car window and waved.

"I'll go over."

He told Xiao Mo to get into the car by himself.

"Oh, why did the old leader pick me up in person?"

"The old leader wipes your ass!"

Li Mu said in a huff: "Do you know how much you stabbed? Within two hours after you started the press conference, someone reported it to the XX department, and even the upper side heard about it."

"So awesome?"

"Are you a group of people eating leisurely? Capital art circle!"

The capital art circle is not the Beijing circle, it refers to the group of scholars and experts within the system.

"The Golden Rooster and Hundred Flowers are co-organized by the Federation of Literary and Art Circles and the Film and Television Association. Now you are like a hornet's nest!"

"Aren't the Federation of Literary and Art Circles and Film Associations also under the control of the XX Department? You, a high-level cadre of the XX Department, came here to pick up the plane. I will listen to the instructions.

Humph!

Seeing that he was confident, Li Mu snorted again, "I ask you, what do you want to do?"

"Two."

Xu Fei stretched out **** and said: "I never discriminate against art films. I always think that art and commerce are the two legs of the film industry, and neither is indispensable.

But why do they discriminate against us?

The first drama of the five-year plan is about to be released. I don't want to be dragged down by those experts at this time!

I don't want my blockbuster to break the record, everyone applauded, but I did not get recognized by my own awards. This trend must be reversed. I demand a fair public opinion and competitive environment. "

"..."

Li Mu thought for a while and asked, "What about the second one?"

"If they can't, I will do it. I really want to get a movie award."

"Are you sure you can approve?"

"I can unite filmmakers from the three regions of the Taiwan Strait, unite influential media across the country, unite China's three largest portals, and target all Chinese-language works, and even all of Asia, Hollywood stars can come to participate... You said the top Do you approve?"

"..."

Li Mu was silent, more of a horror.

Unconsciously, this little comrade had grown into a towering tree.

He came to ask on behalf of Department XX, and quickly calculated the opponent's bargaining chips:

The first five-year plan, the first investment of 40 million! The second investment is 80 million! The third, fourth, and fifth can only be more, to create a real domestic blockbuster, so that the box office record is one step a year.

This is a project strongly supported by the above, it is impossible to fail.

Secondly, Xiao Xu's ability and connections, not to mention the appreciation of several big leaders, are unique to the professionalism of domestic, Hong Kong and Taiwan, and overseas films.

What filmmakers, media, websites, Hollywood... he can really do it, and it complies with the law on awards.

Do not approve the first batch?

He can unite with Hong Kong and Taiwan to invite Hollywood stars, or not? !

Thinking of this, Li Mu patted him on the shoulder and said, "I will report truthfully. You should go back and get a good night's sleep."

"never mind?"

"It's nothing at all, but I mainly understand your attitude. By the way, your phone is not turned on, please turn it on quickly."

Xu Fei got out of the car, took out the phone, and really forgot to open it.

As soon as Fang turned on, he listened to the sound of the text message, Beier, and before he could read it, the calls came from all parties.

He simply closed it again, went home and left.

…………

"Daughters-in-law, I'm back!"

Xu Fei arrived home almost 12 o'clock, and wanted to hug Xiaolong Xiaohu when he walked in, but he fell asleep.

No way, I had to hug their mother.

"Anything to eat?"

"There is pimple soup."

Zhang Li served a bowl of three fresh pimple soup, and Xu Fei snorted and ate with pickles: "Why didn't you sleep, wait for me?"

"Huh, Mr. Xu is so majestic! I heard about it all in Beijing, and reporters came to the company and almost knocked on our door."

Xiao Xu drooped his eyelids, looking very sleepy.

"You are making a lot of noise this time. We are going to take our children to live in the small building for a few days." Zhang Li also said.

"Also, save trouble."

"Will there be a major event?"

"What can I do as a law-abiding citizen? Either they change it, or I do it, or I do it myself, three results."

Li Mu's pick-up shows that there is no political risk and will control things within the film industry.

Then what is he afraid of?

After eating a bowl of pimple soup, he took a shower and looked at the crowded bedroom.

One big bed, one big crib.

Xu Fei touched Xiaolong Xiaohu's face, Xiaohu was asleep, and Xiaolong closed his eyes and pulled.

"I slept in that room today."

"Oh, this is a poor crowd." Xiao Xu Hyunran wept.

"Tossing for a day, I have to take a good rest."

Teacher Xu didn't bother to care about her, so he went to the second bedroom by himself and got a pia on the bed.

The arms and legs are straight, the back fits together, and the pillows are high enough to finally feel relaxed.

"Go to sleep, talk again when you wake up."

(Maybe...)