From Xiangjiang Martial Arts in the 70s

Chapter 174 Arriving in Fujian
"Father, are you back?" Guan Zhiliu asked, leaning on his head.

Seeing Guan Shan's distraught look, squinting his eyes and walking for a while, he heard his daughter's voice. Guan Zhilong didn't often call him father at home, and even less so outside.

This call made Guan Shan even more energetic, and by the moonlight he glanced at the direction of the small table, where Guan Zhitong and Wu Changyun were sitting opposite each other.

There was nothing unusual about this scene. Guan Shan was just holding on to the ladder on the upper bunk and was about to walk up. As soon as he took a step forward, he vaguely saw Guan Zhizhen's leg resting on Wu Changyun's thigh, and he was still wearing pajamas.

What kind of system is this, what kind of system is this.

Guan Shan gritted his teeth and almost shouted to stop his daughter, but he held back.

As for the reason, it is very simple. On the one hand, he doesn't want to lose this person, and in his eyes, this is something that he feels ashamed of. If Guan Zhiliu's current behavior is called shameless, he is the biggest accomplice.

Guan Shan pretended not to see it, and climbed up the ladder to go up.

"Go to bed early, too."

"I know."

Guan Zhihuang squinted his eyes towards the upper bunk, and the corner of his mouth showed a hint of smug danger.

Guan Zhihuang thought about it, bit his lip and kicked Wu Changyun hard, then retreated back into the bed, turned his head as if nothing happened just now.

Wu Changyun is also a bit boring, but he is naturally a knowledgeable person.

It was also gradually getting deeper, and only the roar of the train could be heard, which was so loud that people couldn't sleep. The next day, the train had already arrived in Fujian Province.

I followed Guan Shan and his group to get off the train. The outside of the platform here was paved with stone piles. Walking out of the platform along this section of the road, the person who had made an appointment with Guan Shan was already waiting on the platform.

"Brother Guan, long time no see."

The person who came was Chen Huaiai, he was 60 years old this year, and he was an old acquaintance with Guan Shan.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Guan Shan noticed that beside Chen Huaiai was his son, who was also in his prime.

"This is your son? He has grown up so much."

"Hello, uncle."

The speaker's name is Chen Kaige, who happens to be 28 years old this year. Like his father, he has directed many good works and is well-known in the circle at a young age.

Seeing Chen Huaiai again this time, he seems to be in a good state of mind. Wu Changyun thought before that perhaps Guan Shan's old friend should be a great director, but he didn't expect such a connection.

"Who is this?" Chen Huaiai asked.

Guan Shan introduced Wu Changyun's resume to Chen Huaiai, and described him as a new director and producer from Hong Kong, and the president of the hottest film company in Hong Kong at present. These titles are linked together.

In the eyes of the older generation, the achievements of young people are not just about how many things they have done, because they often have their own goals in life. Just like Chen Huaiai, the first half of his life is art, and the second half is family.

At his age, he doesn't pay much attention to career matters.

On the contrary, he attaches great importance to the relationship between the family, which is the opposite of Guan Shan.

"Very good, you are truly a generation of young heroes, son, you need to communicate with them well, you should have a lot of topics to talk about."

"Yes, father."

Chen Kaige nodded, also full of curiosity about the young man in front of him.

Most of what he specializes in is the essence left by his parents or predecessors, which are scripts or creations with a strong style of opera. Chen Kaige has also learned a lot of Hong Kong movies. From his perspective, Hong Kong movies are very mature in commercial nature. .

However, being able to open a number one film company in Hong Kong has a considerable say in comparison.

"Chen Kaige, what's your name?"

"My name is Wu Changyun."

In fact, getting to know Chen Kaige in this way made Wu Changyun very different. After all, things happened so quickly, while Guan Zhiliu hid aside and hugged his arms. The temperature here is slightly colder than Hong Kong, after all, it is early in the morning.

During the conversation with Chen Kaige, the other party asked a lot of questions.

It is nothing more than the difference between the Hong Kong film market and the mainland, as well as some of their channels and rules for filming commercials, as well as the popularity of his works overseas.

It is not difficult to see from the conversation that Chen Kaige longs for his works to be recognized by others. In fact, everyone hopes that their works can be recognized by others.

But the most popular ones now are not Chen Kaige's kind of movies with deep meaning.

In fact, the situation in the Mainland and Hong Kong is similar, just like the early risers in Hong Kong. In the 70s, Xu Guanwen’s movies became popular among a generation because of the kind of humor that is close to the citizens, but there is a knife hidden in this humor, from time to time. It will make people sigh the helplessness of life.

"It turns out that you also have Xu Guanwen in Hong Kong, this is pretty much the same."

Chen Kaige said thoughtfully, maybe he can also summarize some ideas based on the development of Hong Kong movies.

After all, they have been learning and improving over the years, but the essence has always been precious, and it is what he and his fathers have insisted on.

Wu Changyun nodded, fully agreeing with his point of view.

In many cases, excessive entertainment in the market will bury good works, and everything is for profit.

A few people came to Chen's house. This is not a big house, but an ordinary family. It is just enough for four people to get together.

Compared with the Guan family's house, this place looks very simple.

Wu Changyun sat on a low bamboo stool, and the table in front of him was also made of bamboo, so low that it only reached Wu Changyun's knees. The door of the house was open, and breakfast was being prepared inside.

In fact, it can't be called breakfast. The breakfast here is extremely rich. Wu Changyun didn't have the habit of eating a lot in the morning, but in the Chen family, he had to eat meat in the morning and also in the middle of the night.

After a while, a table of sumptuous meals was prepared.

Wu Changyun was sitting next to Chen Kaige. The two had not known each other for long, but fortunately they both had straight tempers, so they became good friends.

In the Chen family, Guan Zhiliu seemed to have nowhere to go. Ever since she arrived at the Chen family, she felt uncomfortable everywhere.

Everything here is different from Hong Kong, including food, but fortunately, Chen's mother has good craftsmanship, and the food she makes is something she has never eaten in Hong Kong.

Later, Guan Shan called Wu Changyun into the house to chat with Mr. Chen, including Chen Kaige.

"Were you born in Hong Kong?" Chen Huaiai asked.

"That's it."

"What is considered?"

Chen Huaiai and the others looked at each other, but they didn't understand what this meant.

"As far back as I can remember, but I guess I'm from some northern city."

(End of this chapter)