EBE Chapter 322 Director Xie's Call
Chapter 322 Director Xie's Call
Chapter 322 Director Xie's Call
Zhuang Chaoying immediately stood up, walked quickly to the first floor, came to Ah Ling's side, and gestured to the phone with her eyes.
Huang Ling leaned slightly to his side and whispered in his ear, "It's a call from Director Xie of the Shanghai Film Studio."
Zhuang Chaoying nodded knowingly, took the phone, and said warmly, "Hello, Director Xie."
Director Xie sat steadily in the chair on the other end of the phone and spoke with a strong voice.
"Xiao Zhuang, I have some good news! The movie 'Youth in the Great Northern Wilderness' has been scheduled for release. The premiere will be held at the Shanghai International Cinema at 10:00 AM on Sunday, just one week from now. On behalf of the entire crew, I sincerely invite screenwriter Zhuang to bring your loved one to the premiere. The invitation has already been sent by registered mail and you should receive it in the next few days."
Zhuang Chaoying quickly replied, "Great! It's wonderful that the film has been successfully completed! I will definitely bring my husband to the ceremony on time."
After exchanging pleasantries and discussing recent events for a few more minutes, Zhuang Chaoying hung up the phone.
Huang Ling stayed close to him the whole time, and when Chao Ying hung up the phone, she couldn't wait to ask.
"Chao Ying, 'Youth in the Great Northern Wilderness' is going to be released, and we can bring our families along!!" His tone was full of barely concealed excitement.
Zhuang Chaoying smiled and nodded in confirmation. "Director Xie specifically reminded me to bring my partner along."
Huang Ling's eyes lit up with excitement, her mouth slightly open, her hands gripping his tightly, her voice trembling with emotion. "Will I be able to see Xiao Qing?"
Zhuang Chaoying patiently explained, "There's a high probability we'll see him. After all, it's the premiere, and the actors and director will likely be there. There might even be reporters taking pictures."
Huang Ling was so excited that she hugged him tightly and swayed back and forth a few times.
"Now I can finally see the real person! No, Chaoying, I have to make a new dress, using the fabric that Lin brought back from Guangzhou, ahhhhh."
"If Song Ying knew she could go see Xiao Qing, she would be incredibly excited. Chao Ying, we must bring our camera. I want to take lots of pictures, and yes, we absolutely must take a group photo and get an autograph."
Zhuang Chaoying looked at her excited expression. "Ah Ling, this is a week from now, don't rush, there's still plenty of time."
Huang Ling nodded vigorously, then looked Zhuang Chaoying up and down. "Next week, you'll wear the new shirt I bought you, and the little leather shoes. You should dress smartly too." After saying that, she hurried back to her room on the second floor like a gust of wind.
Zhuang Chaoying's "The Bright Lights and the Green Wine" has been in the works for over a year, and now it only needs one final revision. Since I'm going to the Writers' Association this time, I'll take it with me and let Mr. Ba from the Harvest magazine take a look.
He followed Ah Ling back to the room and sat down at his desk. He watched as Ah Ling hurriedly emptied everything out of the wardrobe, finally pulling out a piece of floral fabric from the deepest part of the closet. "Finally found it."
As she spoke, Huang Ling took the fabric and walked to his side.
Huang Ling looked at him expectantly. "Chao Ying, look at the pattern on this fabric. Would it look good as a dress?"
Zhuang Chaoying rested her elbows on the backrest, slowly looking at the fabric in A-Ling's hand. She then looked up at her, deliberately keeping her in suspense and not answering immediately.
Huang Ling stamped her feet anxiously and urged, "Hurry up and tell me, you're going to drive me crazy!"
Zhuang Chaoying couldn't help but smile, reaching up to touch the stubble on her chin, and said earnestly, "Ah Ling, you have such a natural elegance, you'd definitely look good in this pattern."
Hearing his sincere and earnest words, Huang Ling nodded in satisfaction. "I think it's a good idea, so let's make a dress out of this fabric."
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Before she knew it, it was the day before the movie premiere. These past few days, Huang Ling had been counting down the days on the calendar, even getting distracted at work, her mind filled with images of seeing Xiao Qing, what she should say, whether she should take the initiative to shake hands, and so on.
It was Saturday evening after get off work. Huang Ling and Song Ying rode their bicycles as usual.
Song Ying was panting heavily behind, pedaling hard. "Sister Ling, wait for me! Why are you riding so fast?"
Huang Ling glanced back at her, but didn't slow down; in fact, she was so excited she almost stood up to ride.
"Song Ying, have you forgotten what I told you? We're going to Shanghai! We're leaving tomorrow, and I need to go back and pack my bags."
Song Ying suddenly remembered that Sister Ling was going to a movie premiere with Teacher Zhuang, and there was a chance she might even see Xiao Qing, whom she had been longing to see.
She quickly sped up, keeping close behind Huang Ling as they hurried home.
Back home, Huang Ling didn't even have time to rest. She first cooked a bowl of cold noodles and then made a tomato and egg sauce.
Then she ran upstairs, opened the wardrobe, took out the dress she had made herself, folded it neatly, and put it in her suitcase.
Then she took out her toiletries and carefully checked her ID card, work permit, and marriage certificate, making sure she didn't miss any of them.
Oh, and there was also the registered letter the postman delivered a couple of days ago, which contained an invitation.
Zhuang Chaoying returned home an hour earlier than usual today. In order to get home sooner to help A-Ling prepare, he specially asked the organization for leave and ended his ideological study early.
He parked his motorcycle steadily, walked into the house, and immediately saw noodles and braised meat covered with a lid on the table.
He called out as he hurried toward the room. "Ah Ling!"
Pushing open the door, I saw Ah Ling busy at work, with several pieces of clothing spread out on the bed.
"Chaoying, you're back! Quickly check if there's anything I forgot," Huang Ling said without looking up.
Zhuang Chaoying and she put everything into the bag, zipped it up, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
At the same time, Xiaoting, carrying her schoolbag, and Pengfei, pushing their bicycles, walked into the yard.
The summer heat had not yet dissipated, and the hair on both of their foreheads was soaked with sweat, making Xiaoting's bangs look like clumps.
They parked their bicycles, pushed open the screen door, and went inside.
"Mom, Mom, Dad, have you two left?"
"Uncle, Aunt?" Pengfei called out as well.
Zhuang Chaoying came down from the second floor carrying her luggage. "No, we're just waiting for you to come back for dinner."
Xiaoting pouted slightly as she watched her parents come downstairs. "Mom and Dad, I thought you two had left. Why were you in such a hurry?"
Huang Ling wore a gold necklace and a polka-dot short-sleeved shirt, looking exquisite and energetic, and smiled as she looked at the two of them.
"I cooked noodles and have been waiting for you two to come back. Come and eat!"
The family sat together and finished their dinner.
Zhuang Chaoying and Huang Ling stood in the alley.
Huang Ling held Song Ying's hand.
"Song Ying, please keep an eye on these two children. Chao Ying and I will be back tomorrow. Don't worry, I'll definitely take lots of pictures of Xiao Qing."
Song Ying took Xiaoting's arm and patted her chest to assure her, "Sister Ling, you really understand me. You must take a lot of pictures. Sister Ling, Teacher Zhuang, don't worry, I'll take care of things at home. Xiaoting and Pengfei are both sensible, there won't be any problems."
Xiaoting glanced at her parents standing in the alley and muttered to herself. They called it a business trip, but it was really just a way for them to use work as an excuse to go out and have fun, leaving her and Pengfei at home without even offering to take them along. She and Pengfei were off work tomorrow too! Her parents were really disloyal.
But she also knew that her parents rarely had such an opportunity, so she could only keep her feelings to herself.
"Uncle, Aunt, please don't worry, I will take care of Xiaoting."
Zhuang Chaoying and Huang Ling gave a few more instructions before turning to leave.
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