1979: The child's mother is a celestial being.

Chapter 29 Finishing

The Tomb of Niu Er!

Perhaps he was worried that no one would hold a funeral for him after he died, or perhaps he felt that his life was coming to an end.

In the tenth year, before winter arrived, Niu Er carved a tombstone for himself.

In the original story, because Niu Er was illiterate, he asked a company commander of the Eighth Route Army for these four characters.

Niu Er, played by Chen Fusheng, is a scholar, so he carved the characters himself, stroke by stroke.

After Niu Er, whose hands and feet were no longer nimble, finished carving the four large characters on the hillside with trembling hands, he looked back and glanced at the old ox that had been his only companion for ten years, which was staring steadily at him.

Niu Er opened his chapped lips and smiled, then softly said:
"Don't be afraid, everything will pass!"

He had probably not spoken for a long time; his voice was very hoarse.

At the same time, it also sounds more like a soliloquy.

After saying that, Niu Er looked towards the horizon.

There, a beautiful sunset is about to fall.

This scene brought tears to the eyes of many crew members who were watching.

Director Han Sanping looked up from the monitor at the lonely figure sitting on the hill, and couldn't help but feel a little sad.

He rubbed his slightly sore nose, took a deep breath, and shouted loudly, "Crack!"

After hearing the click, Chen Fusheng slowly turned his head after a long while.

His makeup these past two days makes him look even more like a beggar than a beggar.

"Ugh!"

Chen Fusheng sighed heavily, unsure whether he was sighing for Niu Er or for the impending return to normal life.

"Did you pass?" he asked Han Sanping.

"pass."

Han Sanping nodded vigorously at him.

It suddenly dawned on me that I'm a director.

He then quickly announced, "Comrades, we've wrapped up filming! Our movie 'Cow'... has officially wrapped up filming today!"

With Han Sanping's shout, everyone's emotions were finally released at that moment.

Some were laughing.

Some were crying.

Some of them started laughing and then began to cry.

Chen Fusheng was also affected by everyone's actions, and had to roll up his sleeves and wipe the tears from his face with his bare arms.

Afterwards, he muttered under his breath:
"Damn it, there's sand in this wind!"

……

The next day.

Chen Fusheng didn't wake up until noon.

But after waking up, I stared blankly at the white ceiling for a while before my thoughts gradually returned to reality.

The reason for this phenomenon is that he has not yet completely detached himself from the emotions of the character Niu Er.

However, this is quite normal for actors.

Especially when playing a role that demands high acting skills, if you want to play it well, you must get into character and immerse yourself in the role, no matter what acting method you adopt. Once you do that, you will need time to detach yourself from the role and return to your original life after filming is over.

The only difference is that some actors can adjust quickly, while others may take a little longer.

This wasn't Chen Fusheng's first time acting, and he boasted that he was one of the faster actors at detaching himself from emotions.

Based on his experience from his previous life, he could be fully recovered in a day or two if things went smoothly, and at most a week or so if things went slowly, he could find himself again.

"How's it going, Brother Fusheng? Have you gotten out of character yet?"

Chen Fusheng had just finished washing up when Han Sanping came to his dormitory and asked him what was wrong.

"Not so fast." Chen Fusheng shook his head, feeling somewhat listless, but he knew this was a side effect.

"Are you alright?" Han Sanping asked with some concern. He knew that some actors would have mental problems if they got too immersed in their roles and couldn't get out of them for a long time.

"It's alright, I should be fine after a week of rest," Chen Fusheng forced a smile.

"It's good that you can be so optimistic."

Han Sanping continued, "It's the end of the month today. The factory is showing a movie this afternoon. Apparently, it's a foreign language film that just won Best Director at the Berlin International Film Festival. It's called... I forgot the name."

"Can foreign films be shown in the factory?" Chen Fusheng asked curiously before Han Sanping could finish speaking.

"It's fine for us to watch internally." At this point, Han Sanping said mysteriously, "Brother, let me tell you, foreigners are much more open-minded than us. Many of their movies are quite explicit..."

A flicker of interest finally appeared on Chen Fusheng's listless face. He gestured with his eyes: Tell me more!
Next, the two chatted furtively for over half an hour about this topic that all men were interested in.

The more they talked, the more excited they became.

Until Chen Fusheng's stomach began to rumble with hunger.

They ended the meeting with a sense of lingering enjoyment.

But without a doubt, this was an effective exchange about art.

……

The movie screening organized by Emei Film Studio this afternoon was scheduled to start at four o'clock, but as soon as Chen Fusheng came out of the canteen after lunch, he saw that many people had already brought stools to reserve seats in the square.

Chen Fusheng felt he wasn't particularly curious about the movie that was going to be shown, but he wanted to join in the fun.

In his memory, the last time he watched an open-air movie like this was when he was a child in his previous life, and the memory was somewhat hazy.

When they met again, he felt quite nostalgic.

Three hours later, Chen Fusheng reappeared in the square, which was now full of people.

There were a huge crowd, at least a thousand or two people.

Moreover, many of them bring their families with them.

Although he arrived late, the factory had reserved a seat for him, and he was even seated with the leaders.

Of course, Lao Han was also next to him.

As soon as he sat down, Han Sanping introduced him to Han Sanping:

“I’ve found out that it’s a Hungarian film called ‘Trust’.”

""trust"?"

Chen Fusheng was slightly taken aback. He seemed to have some impression of this movie, which was probably about an anti-fascist story.

However, he also had a question.

He looked at Han Sanping and asked, "Did the studio do Chinese dubbing for this movie?"

"No." Han Sanping shook his head.

"How will the audience understand it?"

“There are Chinese subtitles.” Seeing that Chen Fusheng still didn’t quite understand, Han Sanping added, “Actually, many viewers are just looking for something new and joining in the fun. Even if we showed our own movies, they might not understand them, believe it or not?”

These words made Chen Fusheng think deeply, and then he realized that he really couldn't find a reason to refute them.

He could only nod in agreement and say, "You're right."

"right?"

Han Sanping smiled, and seeing that the movie hadn't started yet, he added:

"How have you thought about what I told you last time?"

"What is it?" Chen Fusheng asked back. He wasn't pretending to be crazy; he genuinely didn't remember what question Han Sanping had asked.

"Didn't I tell you last time that I wanted you to come and develop your career at Emei Film Studio? You said you needed to think about it. Now that the movie is finished, you're not going to make excuses to back out again, are you?"

Oh, so that's what you were talking about!

Chen Fusheng said frankly, "Old Han, you know I've been focusing all my energy on acting lately, so I haven't had time to think about this."

"Alright, we've known each other for so long, do you think I don't know you? Even if I asked you to go back and be an ordinary university teacher, would you be content with that?"

Considering that Chen Fusheng was about to run away in a couple of days, but was still playing coy with him, Han Sanping could more or less guess what Chen Fusheng was thinking. He guessed that Chen Fusheng didn't think much of their Emei Film Studio, but he still wanted to try to help the studio, so he simply said it outright.

This really put Chen Fusheng in a difficult position.

As Han Sanping said, he really didn't want to go back to being his foreign language teaching assistant.

However, the film studio will be in decline in a few years. After much thought, Chen Fusheng still felt that joining was not worthwhile and that he should reconsider.

Just then, the movie started playing on the screen in front of us.

The film is titled "Trust," followed by a Chinese subtitle introduction.

This is the film that won the Silver Bear for Best Director at the 30th Berlin International Film Festival this year.

"It seems that Chinese films can't be submitted to these international film festivals now, right?" Chen Fusheng temporarily put aside his consideration of whether to join Emei Film Studio and turned his attention to films.

Unexpectedly, his unintentional remark took root and sprouted after reaching Han Sanping's ears.

Throughout the entire film, Han Sanping pondered one question: Why is it that even though China has reformed and opened up, Chinese films still can't reach international audiences?
"Hey, Lao Han, the movie's over, what are you still spacing out for?"

"I was thinking, our film 'Cow' isn't bad either, so maybe we could send it to some international film festivals to show our faces and win some awards..." Han Sanping got more and more excited as he spoke, and he grabbed Chen Fusheng's arm and said excitedly, "Fusheng, tell me, if we could bring back an award, wouldn't that be considered bringing glory to the country?"

Chen Fusheng felt that Han Sanping was being somewhat presumptuous. Putting aside the fact that those international film festivals are actually all about splitting the pie behind the scenes, even China itself doesn't support sending films to compete in international film festivals now.

Of course, Han Sanping was very enthusiastic, and Chen Fusheng didn't want to discourage him, so he gave him a word of encouragement!
As for inviting Chen Fusheng to join Emei Film Studio, Han Sanping also knew Chen Fusheng's attitude. Although he felt it was a bit of a pity, he also knew that it couldn't be forced.

(End of this chapter)