Chapter 679 Detonation Zhuang Cheng came back from Taiwan and was always in a state of fear. He pulled over three of his female celebrities and stepped into the Yindu dormitory for the first time. He felt that it was no different from ordinary high-rise residences. There's just an extra reception room on the first floor, guarded by an old man. If someone comes in, just rely on this old man to resist? "Comrade Zhuang Cheng!" Shi Hui appeared, walked over in a few strides, held his hand, and said with a smile: "This is our first meeting, but I won't be polite! This time you have done a great job, leave the rest to us, you can live in peace here." "Hui, hello, Sister Hui!" Shi Hui was very short, and her hand was strong and warm. Zhuang Cheng held it and felt a little relieved, but still said: "I heard that they are ruthless, is there really no problem here? I think there is only one old man downstairs?" " "Haha! Even if you step over me, we won't let anything happen to you. Xiao Chen will be here in a moment." Not long after Shi Hui chatted with him, Chen Qi ran back from the set.

Due to the need for confidentiality, the two met only rarely and mostly contacted each other by phone. Zhuang Cheng was very happy, and just as he was about to say hello, Chen Qi strode closer like Shi Hui, holding his hand tightly with one hand and hugging his shoulder with the other: "Well done! Well done. Okay! Thank you for your hard work this time, just stay here and leave it to me later!" “…” Zhuang Cheng was a little stunned, an emotion he had never experienced before grew in his heart, and he suddenly laughed: "Okay, I'll stay here!" "Did you bring those two trophies?" "Bring it!" He quickly rummaged through his bag and took out two Golden Horse Awards trophies, one for Best Screenplay and the other for Best Picture. Chen Qi held it in his hand and said with a smile: "Beautiful! If I win the top three in Europe again, it will be the Screenwriting Grand Slam. Okay, I have to go back." He left in a hurry. Shi Hui arranged a suite for Zhuang Cheng and went to settle in without mentioning it. Ye Tong and Xia Wenxi were also here. They were not as angry as Li Lizhen. From the moment they saw the leftist dormitory, they understood the cause and effect. It was simply dumbfounded and unbelievable. They didn't want to wade into the muddy water, but they didn't dare to go out either. They could only hug each other and shiver, waiting for the night to come and the sun to rise. … "Didi!" Two small trucks drove through the only main road in Clear Water Bay, passed the Shaw Brothers Studio, and turned into the Leftist Studio next door. Several Shaw Brothers employees happened to see it and asked curiously: "What are they doing?" "It's the one that transports food. Their canteen has always used this kind of truck." "No. This is not the time for canteen shopping. Our two families usually buy together." "Hey, I feel like there are suddenly a few extra people who have temporarily added weight." "Whatever! They added more weight, but we didn't, so let's just let it go!" Several people seemed to have discovered the truth accidentally.

And the two small trucks drove into the Leftist Studio and began to unload the goods. It was really rice, noodles, vegetables, meat and other supplies, but there were also daily necessities such as bedding and pillows. There is also accommodation on the set, but the conditions are not as good as those in dormitories. Compared with the nervousness of young people in the dormitory, it is much calmer here. All exterior scenes were withdrawn, but work continued. There are still some old workers on the left who have experienced the struggle before, and they continue to do photography, editing, lighting, etc. They are doing whatever they need to do in the studio. On the contrary, Shi Nansheng was extremely excited and kept shouting: "This battle is much bigger than when Tsui Hark and I were fighting. We only had a few people protecting me at that time? I don't accept it! I want to do it again!" "Then you announce your surrender to the enemy, saying that you are all undercover in the bank, and you will live in Taiwan for a while and then defect to us, and we will protect you again?" Chen Qidao. "Wow! Then my three swords and six holes are hit (the Shanghai dialect for death), can I still come back?" "Just save it first and don't cause trouble. We haven't started yet!" Chen Qi held Shi Nansheng down and discussed with Fu Qi. Zhuang Cheng landed in the morning and it was already evening in the blink of an eye. "I don't write articles. Writing articles is too indirect. We will hold a press conference directly this time and send out a notice tomorrow morning. We will invite all media, including those from the right, if they dare to come." "On the set?" "I wanted to do it on the set, but I was afraid of causing trouble on the spot." "What are the reporters afraid of? They've all been blasted out. You prepare the article, and I'll do the rest." "Okay!" Fu Qi returned to his office, thinking about possible omissions. Xiao Chen had no fighting experience. And he thought about it and suddenly called Shi Hui and said, "Ask Zhuang Cheng to find a coin-operated phone, preferably in a lively and crowded place, and ask him to take the initiative to contact Tong Yuejuan..." "Well, I understand!" Shi Huidao. … In the evening, the small building of the Free Association. The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the badge on the wall, smearing a mottled shadow. This organization founded in 1956 has been in Hong Kong for 28 years - historically, it was not disbanded until the return of Hong Kong in 1997. The Golden Horse Awards happened the day before yesterday, and Hong Kong newspapers are still reporting on it, and the excitement has not subsided. Tong Yuejuan read several evening newspapers and nodded with satisfaction: ""Provincial and Hong Kong Flag Soldiers" won the best director award. It is a pity for Lee Xiuxian. I can make up for it next time. Cheng Long was half-hearted and let it go. Zhuang Cheng's statement was too good, and it was not in vain to give him six awards. Hey, is he back? " Read the error-free version at 69 Book Bar! 6=9+Book_Bar debuts this novel. "I heard from our brothers in Taiwan that we should be back today," the assistant said. "You should contact the newspaper and report it in depth. If they are sincere, we should not be stingy in praising them." After the assistant left, Tong Yuejuan thought about it and planned to call Zhuang Cheng and arrange a meal to congratulate her in person. But before he could do anything, the phone rang suddenly. It was very noisy inside, and Zhuang Cheng's voice came out: "President Tong!" "A Cheng!"

Tong Yuejuan's tone was brisk like a 70-year-old girl. She even changed her title and giggled: "Congratulations to you, Cheng, for making 6 out of 12. You stole the show. Your public relations efforts were not in vain." “Whatever I say, it’s all your advice!” "What are you doing over there? Why is it so noisy?" "I promised the employees of the company that if I come back with a grand prize, there will be a celebration banquet. It's really a sin. I came back today to say congratulations. I was so busy that I just called you now. Uh... why don't you appreciate it..." "I can't go to your celebration party. I'll hold a separate party for you. How about tomorrow?" "Okay, but I will be the host tomorrow and I have to thank you in person!" After hanging up the phone, Zhuang Cheng comforted Tong Yuejuan and let out a long breath. His mind was actually blank now, for fear of revealing his secret. And Tong Yuejuan curled her lips and hummed: "You are so proud of yourself after winning the award, and you dare to let me go to a banquet that is not worthy of being on the stage? You need to educate me tomorrow. Speaking of which, this kid is pretty good-looking." In her opinion, Zhuang Cheng acted like one of her own in Taiwan, and she wanted to get closer to him more and more. … On the second day. Tong Yuejuan was woken up early in the morning, but it was the right-wing newspaper company who came for her. They wanted to interview Zhuang Cheng but couldn't get in touch, and the left suddenly issued a notice to hold a press conference. "What kind of press conference does the left hold?" "I didn't go into details, I just said it was about future development plans. I plan to go see what Zhuang Cheng is doing later? Do you still want to interview?" "Xiaozhuang had a celebration party last night. He may have drank a little too much and still hasn't woken up. Please give him a few more blows." Tong Yuejuan said with a smile. "No! I called his company but no one answered." "Huh? I'll try." Tong Yuejuan was surprised. She first called Zhuang Cheng's home, but no one answered. Then she called Legendary Pictures, and sure enough, no one answered either. "Is it possible that everyone drank too much? Impossible!" But maybe I was in a meeting or something else delayed me. Tong Yuejuan waited for about half an hour and called her home and company, but still no one answered. "What's going on?" Tong Yuejuan had experience in fighting, and her actions were decisive. If Zhuang Cheng couldn't contact anyone in the company, something was wrong, so she immediately ordered: "Go to Legendary Pictures to see what's going on! Then send someone to Zhuang Cheng's house to stay guard." The men left. And she frowned and walked around the room a few times, suddenly feeling restless and having an extremely bad premonition. (No more...) (End of chapter)