A snap~ sound,

Secretary Ma slapped the desk.

A few drops of water in the porcelain cup sloshed out.

"Comrade Liu Xiaoqing," Secretary Ma asked sternly: "You are now a key training target in the factory, and the factory's expectations for you are still very high."

Liu Xiaoqing bit her lip, she understood very well.

At the beginning, the secretary never agreed to her application to shoot commercials, but later the factory director gave the go-ahead.

Seeing that Liu Xiaoqing didn't say anything, Secretary Ma continued to criticize: "Originally, the factory was still considering keeping you, but if you behave like this, who would dare to keep you?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Xiaoqing immediately panicked.

Today, her relationship is still with the Chengdu War Zone Repertory Troupe, and being transferred to the Bayi Film Studio is the goal she has been working hard for the past two years.

After walking out of the secretary's office, Liu Xiaoqing walked listlessly toward the dormitory.

"what happened?"

Chen Peisi, who was also in the Bayi Factory, saw a frustrated Liu Xiaoqing from a distance: "Are you being criticized again?"

"Go," Liu Xiaoqing rolled her eyes at the other party, and then became lyrical: "Xiao Chen, it would have been better if I hadn't accepted the Happy Coke advertisement."

Chen Peisi, who was pushing her bicycle, stopped and said, "Are you looking for this again?"

‘No!”

"I'm surprised," Chen Peisi said puzzledly: "You are not from our factory, what do you have to worry about? If it doesn't work, just go back."

"I don't want to go back," Liu Xiaoqing shook his head decisively: "Now that we have come out, I have never thought about going back again."

"The more you act like this, the easier it will be for them to take advantage of you," Chen Peisi reminded:

"Look at Pan Hong. Not only did she take promotional photos, but she also filmed a TV commercial for Happy Coke. Nothing happened."

"Keep your voice down," Liu Xiaoqing looked around and asked, "Do you still want me to stay?"

"It's not easy," Chen Peisi sighed.

I think back then, if my father hadn't lowered his face and begged Tian Hua, would he have been able to chat with Liu Xiaoqing here?

Liu Xiaoqing knew what he was thinking, so he also sighed: "Oh, I don't know who can help me?"

"Don't think so much," Chen Peisi could only advise: "If it doesn't work here, you still have Yan Film Factory."

"If you don't want me on August 1st," Liu Xiaoqing said with a wry smile, "Yan Film Studio won't even have hope."

Seeing Liu Xiaoqing's lonely expression, Chen Peisi quickly changed the subject: "Let's go, I'll treat you to a movie."

"Watching a movie?" Liu Xiaoqing asked puzzledly: "Watching what movie?"

"Little flower," Chen Peisi said with a smile, "I heard that this movie is really good."

"Fuck you," Liu Xiaoqing's mood immediately improved as soon as he mentioned this:

"By the way, let's go see "Painted Skin". I haven't seen this movie since it came out."

"I haven't seen it either, get on the bike, Xiaohua," Chen Peisi immediately got on the bike: "Go to hell."

"Hahahaha," Liu Xiaoqing jumped into the back seat: "Let's go together."

Night in Pujiang City is also the busiest time for movie theaters.

Jiang Shan, who had just stepped out of the cinema, was leading two high school girls back.

"We agreed to watch "Little Flower", but we still want to watch "Painted Skin"," Jiang Shan scolded as he walked:

"Look what time it is. Do you want to go to school tomorrow?"

"Last time we both watched with our eyes closed," Jiang Chuan muttered, "We didn't even see what the ghost looked like."

"It's better not to see each other," Ying Ruhua regretted. Everyone looked like a ghost to her now: "I should have known that I would go back after watching "Little Flower"."

"When Xiaohua died, you cried so sadly," Jiang Chuan reminded: "I mainly want you to watch other movies to change your mood."

"Watching ghost movies to change your mood?" Jiang Shan clicked his tongue and shook his head: "Thank you for thinking about it."

"That's right," Ying Ruhua followed: "Thank you for thinking it through."

"Hey," Jiang Chuan pointed at Ruhua and said, "Where are you from? Why are you wearing the same pants as my little brother?"

"Don't talk nonsense," Jiang Shan rolled his eyes at the younger sister: "If others hear me, they will think I am playing a rogue."

"Pfft~"

Jiang Chuan didn't say anything else, and pulled Ying Ruhua, who was blushing.

Gradually, there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the road.

The pace of the two high school girls immediately accelerated a lot.

Suddenly, with a "meow" sound, two tabby cats jumped out from the roadside one after the other.

"Ah~"

"Yeah~"

Just as Jiang Shan saw clearly what was going on, two more screams came from beside him.

"What's wrong?" he asked quickly: "Did you see a ghost?"

"elder brother,"

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Chuan rushed over: "There...over there, there is...lying...a...person."

Jiang Shan hugged his little sister and patted her, looked at Ruhua and comforted her: "Don't be afraid, I'll go over and take a look and come back."

The two girls held each other's arms and stood on the side of the road, nervously watching Jiang Shan walking towards the corner of the street.

Soon, Jiang Shan came back, slapping his nose as he walked.

"Don't scare yourself, you're just a drunkard who drank too much. Go home with me quickly."

After saying that, he took the two girls one by one and walked home.

The more Jiangchuan thought about it, the more he regretted it: "I will never watch ghost movies again."

"I haven't watched it either," Ying Ruhua recalled to Liu Xiaoqing and Chen Chong: ""Little Flower" is still good."

Jiang Shan couldn't help but laugh. Ever since "Painted Skin" was released, there have been reports everywhere that someone was scared to death in the cinema.

But in fact, none of the rumors are true.

I thought I would wait for the news that this movie would be removed from the shelves and banned, but it has been almost three months now and I have not received such news.

These past few days are the most exciting days for some old employees of the American Film Factory.

Seeing the news reports of "Nine-Colored Deer" published continuously in "Oriental Metropolis Daily", many people are reminded of those drawings from that year.

At the same time, comrades from the Municipal Culture Bureau also noticed these reports.

"I didn't expect that our Meiying Studio in Pujiang would have such a movie?" Deputy Director Li looked at the newspaper and said with a smile.

"Dunhuang murals? Two directors," another comrade seemed to have remembered something: "Dunhuang seems to be the first batch of tourist cities opened to the outside world this year, right?"

Deputy Director Li nodded: "It is indeed the first batch, but it is said that only more than 200 foreign guests were invited, most of them Japanese."

After putting down the newspaper, Director Cheng shook his head: "It's not easy to earn foreign exchange through tourism."

"Should we report this matter to the superiors?" Deputy Director Li reminded:

"I heard that the TV station is planning to shoot a documentary about Dunhuang, just to help Dunhuang tourism. Should we do something?"

"Oh?" Director Cheng touched his chin and thought for a while:

"Dunhuang? Meiying Factory? Lao Li, why don't you call Meiying Factory and ask about their production of "Nine-Colored Deer"..."

Deputy Director Li had this intention: "Okay, I'll make arrangements right away."

As time went by, newspapers and periodicals in other provinces and cities also noticed these reports in "Oriental Metropolis Daily".

More and more newspapers are calling to request reprints.

Not only for the article on "Nine-Colored Deer" by Meiying Studio, but also for the behind-the-scenes footage of the movie "Little Flower".

[In order to shoot this movie, Comrade Liu Xiaoqing’s mother specially made a pair of knee pads for her daughter.

But in order to make the film more realistic, Liu Xiaoqing insisted on climbing the stone steps on his knees.

So much so that her knees were scratched by the stone steps, and drops of blood were left on the stone steps she climbed...]

For a time, this article "The Little Movie Flower You Don't Know" could be seen in newspapers in many cities across the country.

The crowd had already burst into tears for the "little flower" who was sacrificed in the film.

After reading this news report, I was even more moved.

Those people who had not seen the movie also rushed to the cinema after seeing this report.

The movie "Little Flower", which was not originally a hit, suddenly became sold out.

The number of calls to Yan Film Studio to order copies of the movie "Little Flower" also increased rapidly.
To be continued...