Chapter 572 571 "His romance may only be in the words he wrote."
But soon, Song Tangtang's face returned to calmness, she looked at Tang Na and said: "Love has no borders, everyone has There is free choice and equal rights. As for whether you yearn for heaven or hell, Buddha said: Heaven and hell are just a thin line."
Donner was slightly surprised.
He did not expect that the beautiful and elegant oriental woman in front of him would react so quickly and cleverly avoid the trap twice in a row.
"OK, let's get back to business. Let's talk about your husband: Mr. Minghua." Tang Na immediately changed the subject: "Miss Song, the "Love Trilogy" written by Mr. Minghua is so beautiful and romantic. In daily life, is he a very romantic person? ”
After hearing this topic, Song Tangtang couldn't help but smile.
"No, he is not very good at expressing himself. Like ordinary Chinese, his romance may only be in the words he writes."
"Then nothing happened between you. Did you do anything romantic?" Donner asked.
"Yes. We had just met at that time. I was still a soldier in the Southern Xinjiang Art Troupe and was still on the front line. As a writer, he went to the front line to collect stories. We have experienced life and death together. One night under the moonlight, On the path outside the camp, he asked me to dance for him. I think it was the most romantic dance in my life."
Song Tangtang said with a happy smile on his face.
"Oh my god. Ms. Song, are you still a soldier and have participated in the war?" Tang Na looked shocked.
“Yes, I come from a military family. My grandfather, my father, and my brother are all soldiers. My grandfather participated in the Anti-Japanese War and the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea. My father participated in the Sino-Indian Border Self-Defense Counterattack. What about me? , went to southern Xinjiang.”
“Oh, we were enemies, now we are friends,” Donner joked.
Song Tangtang smiled: "Yes."
"Well, thank you for sharing the unique romantic story between you and your husband, but I heard that Mr. Minghua and us He has a close relationship with Miss Emily, the country's beauty writer. He wrote "The Lost Dreams on the Covered Bridge" and "The Last Love" were inspired by his time playing with Miss Emily. Have you heard of this? Rumor?”
"I heard it."
"How did you feel after listening to it?"
"It's nothing. I met Emily in the United States. She is a very passionate and beautiful woman. We It's a friend." Song Tangtang smiled.
Next, Song Tangtang talked about the simple and warm life of herself and her husband, and what her husband has done in China, including the ongoing call for submissions for the World Chinese Literature Award.
“He thinks this is a very meaningful thing, and I am also proud of my husband.”
Talking about the domestic creative environment, Song Tangtang said that it is very free now. As for what you asked about, there is a saying in China that "seeing is worse than hearing a hundred times." Welcome to China to see it.
An hour later, the program ended.
The two shook hands politely.
"Ms. Song, you are the most beautiful and smartest lady I have ever interviewed. We welcome the opportunity to cooperate next time."
"Thank you."
When Song Tangtang came out of the studio, Li Li hurriedly greeted him: "Cousin, you are really amazing. You can calmly answer Tang Na's tricky questions. If it were me, I wouldn't be able to."
"Okay, don't praise me. In fact, I was very nervous at the time." Song Tangtang said: "Let's go."
"Well, cousin, let's go drink coffee, I know you I like drinking coffee." Li Li added.
“Okay.”
The two of them left the building and found a nearby coffee shop called BirchCoffee. They sat at a table by the window and each ordered a latte. And buccaccino, drink slowly.
The coffee shop was quiet except for a saxophone song.
Song Tangtang heard it, it was "Going Home".
She glanced at Li Li, who was sitting opposite and drinking coffee intently, and asked softly: "Lili, how is your relationship with Chen Jian now?"
"What can be done? "It's the same as before." Li Li raised her head and looked at her cousin: "Let's go our separate ways and don't bother each other. At most, we can go to his parents' house together on weekends and just pretend."
" Pretty good?”
"Yes, I prepare lessons now, attend classes, read books and translate articles when I get home, and occasionally ask Demi to go shopping. It is no different from my life before getting married. This is good."
"But, I can't Are you going to live like this? You are lonely after all. "Yes, I like children, but I can't just find a man to have one, right? No one in America cares about you." "
"Hey" Song Tangtang sighed, not knowing what to say.
"Okay, cousin, don't worry about me." Li Li said with a smile: "I'm really doing well. Hello, how are the submissions for the Chinese Literature Award that my brother-in-law is doing now? ? Are there many submissions? ”
"Minghua called me two days ago and briefly explained the situation. There are about thirty novels and about two hundred novellas and short stories combined." Song Tangtang said.
“Well, last year for the Pulitzer Prize for Fiction in the United States, I heard that the jury received about 500 literary works. There are still a few works for the Chinese Award, but the call for submissions has not ended yet. There will definitely be more entries in the future. Besides, the results in the first year were quite good. I think the next one will be even better!”
“Ha, call your brother-in-law and tell him about this! ." Song Tangtang smiled.
"No need, I think my brother-in-law is more confident than me." Li Li pursed her lips and smiled, then asked: "How is Lele Ruirui going to kindergarten now? Is Ruirui very naughty?"< br>
"Yeah. Hey, I have a bad headache." Thinking of his precious daughter being naughty and mischievous in the kindergarten, Song Tangtang had a headache.
Originally, I wanted to train myself to be a lady, but it seemed that it was not that difficult.
"Hee hee. Cousin, this is up to you. You were like this when you were a child. I quite like it."
"Ruirui is still thinking about you and asked why my aunt didn't come back during the vacation. , don’t play with her. Lili, will you come back during the winter vacation?”
“I haven’t thought about it yet,” Lili said, picking up a small spoon and gently stirring the coffee.
Song Tangtang knew that it wasn't that Li Li didn't want to return to China, but that she was afraid of going back. Her parents, especially her mother, kept asking her about things with Chen Ji'an, and she really couldn't answer some of them.
"Li Li, you better come back. As for the second aunt, I will cover for you then." Song Tangtang said.
"Yeah, okay."
Li Li only stayed in New York for three days before flying back to San Francisco. She had to go back to school, and Song Tangtang was still busy with the crew.
Time passed by so lightly, and soon it was mid-November, and the filming of "Yenjing Man in New York" came to an end, and it is expected to be completed by the end of November.
At that time, only the editors, sound engineers and other production staff will return to Los Angeles with Wu Tianmin for post-production, while the rest of the crew will follow Song Tangtang back to China.
As for Fang Minghua, the call for manuscripts for the Chinese Literature Award has also entered an advanced stage, and the number of manuscripts sent has decreased significantly. Now the focus of the jury office is to contact the reading class members from various places to understand their respective review progress, and at the same time actively prepare for the upcoming conference. Initial evaluation meeting.
According to Fang Minghua's plan, the preliminary evaluation meeting of the works will be attended by all members of the reading class. It will be held in Xijing after New Year's Day and last for about 20 days.
Originally, Fang Minghua was planning to go to Yanjing to report the matter to Wang Meng and Feng Mu in person, but suddenly he received a notice from the Chinese Writers Association to go to Huacheng to hold a council meeting.
Just go, I just took this opportunity to report the progress of the work of the jury to Wang Meng and other senior officials of the Writers Association.
That is, why is the meeting held in Huacheng?
Death is far away.
Fang Minghua complained in his heart, but he still bought a train sleeper ticket and rushed to Huacheng with Hu Cai and others to stay at the Friendship Hotel.
The meeting of the board of directors is not interesting. Anyway, he just listens to the speech, discusses and raises hands. His mind is on this award evaluation.
I found a special time to report the progress to the bosses. Generally speaking, I am quite satisfied. The next step is to focus on how to ensure the principle of fairness and justice in the reading class, and initially select outstanding works for the judges. Lay the groundwork to promote this year’s winning entries.
After staying in Huacheng for three days, Fang Minghua was ready to return to Xijing.
The night before I left, I wanted to call my wife to see if she had returned to China.
General hotels cannot make international long distance calls, but although the Friendship Hotel is only a three-star hotel, the phone in the room of the foreign-related hotel has international long distance calls, so I called my wife around ten o'clock in the morning. , according to the time difference in New York, it is now ten o'clock in the evening the day before, so I should be in the hotel.
Fang Minghua just dialed the phone and announced his identity. He was about to ask Song Tangtang when he would return to China, but his wife's anxious voice came from the phone.
"Minghua, I called home several times, but you didn't answer. Aren't you in Xijing now?"
"Yes, I have a meeting in Huacheng, what's wrong?"< br>
"Are you in Huacheng? Great!" Go to Haikou quickly and persuade the Red Army, he is crazy! ”
Eudi God
Crazy?!
(End of this chapter)