"To Berlin?"

He Xin looked at Wang Xiaoshuai in surprise.

At this time, the director swept away the decadence of the previous days, and said with high spirits: "I have received an invitation from Berlin, and the shortlist of the main competition unit will be announced in a few days, and we will be in it!"

After "Seventeen-Year-Old Bicycle" was submitted for review, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there has been no news. It stands to reason that there are no revealing shots or obvious innuendos in this film, and the previous process is in accordance with the regulations. Not long ago, Wang Xiaoshuai specially asked someone to inquire, and the result was that someone said: This movie is made of some dilapidated buildings and messy and dirty alleys in the capital, which gives foreigners a bad impression of the capital and affects the Olympic bid.

Wang Xiaoshuai wanted to cry without tears at that time, and he had nowhere to reason.

"Who's going?" He Xin asked.

He was so excited, he went abroad, he had never done anything in his life, and he still went to Berlin, and he was in the same mood as when he first entered the cave room, looking forward to it and being nervous.

"There are a few people over there from Sister Jiao in Wanwan, let's go here, you, Li Bing, and me and Hua Tong. Wang Xiaoshuai said with a smile.

"What about Yuanyuan?"

"Uh...... She may not be available there. Hey, there's less than a month to go, so you'll have to hurry up and get ready. Wang Xiaoshuai said.

The attitude is a little reluctant.,Obviously, I didn't plan to take the other party to play.。

"Okay!" He Xin said busily, and could only secretly mourn for Da Meiyuan in his heart.

It is very troublesome to go abroad in the first few years, and turtles like He Xin, who have never been abroad, first get a passport at the place where their household registration is located, and then they have to go to the embassy for a visa. Fortunately, Wang Xiaoshuai has an invitation letter from the film festival, and the visa is not a problem.

Wang Xiaoshuai and Li Huatong are both masters who have been abroad, and they can go directly to the visa when the time comes, Li Bing is a local, and it is very convenient to apply for a passport, but He Xin can only go back to his hometown to do it.

Pinching his fingers, He Xin has not returned to his hometown for more than four years and nearly five years. Maybe it was the sad place of the original owner, and he didn't want to think about it, and he didn't have many pictures of his hometown in his mind.

After a day and a night on the train, when He Xin got off the train, he suddenly felt a mistake.

Although the winter in the capital is very cold, it is completely different from here, and the temperature in winter is almost minus 30 degrees. He only had a sweater and a down sweater on his body, and he didn't even have wool pants on his lower body, and it didn't take long for his legs to freeze and he was almost unconscious.

Fortunately, the town is not big, and the family area of the factory where his family is located is not far from the railway station, He Xin walked along a small street, the buildings on the side of the street have long been dilapidated, and the road is full of potholes pressed by large trucks, and there are not many people on the street, and it is deserted.

He Xin followed his memory and turned into a small road on the side of the street, with old public houses on both sides, and after walking for a while, an aunt came to him.

"Xiaoxin?" the aunt suddenly stood still and shouted hesitantly.

He Xin also looked at her, forty or fifty years old, with a bloated figure, a few gray hairs exposed outside the tightly wrapped scarf, and immediately remembered someone in his mind, and said, "Aunt Huang?"

"Oh, it's really you, Xiaoxin! You're back. The aunt shouted excitedly.

He Xin's memory gradually became clear, this Aunt Huang was a neighbor downstairs of the original owner's house, and the relationship between the two families was good.

"Yes, I'm back, Aunt Huang, are you okay?" He Xin said politely.

To be honest, he couldn't integrate it for a while.

"Good, good. ”

Aunt Huang nodded again and again, seeing that He Xin only carried a bag and no luggage, and said, "You came back to see it this time?"

"yes, look, by the way. ”

"Let's go, go home first, and I'll have dinner at your Aunt Huang's house today. ”

Aunt Huang enthusiastically took his arm and walked towards the unit building where the two families lived.

"Xiaoxin, you said that you kid, there has been no news for so many years, sometimes when I think about it, I am really worried that you have three long and two short outside. Aunt Huang said and wiped away her tears.

He Xin was infected by her emotions, patted her on the back gently, and comforted: "Aunt Huang, don't you think I'm very good!"

"Yes, yes, look at my broken mouth, you can see that you have a chance. Aunt Huang burst into tears and laughed, and asked again: "I heard that you have been to Shenghai all these years, have you found your father's relatives?"

The original owner's father's relatives in Shenghai, He Xin had no impression at all.

"I've been in the capital and haven't been to Shenghai. ”

"Oh, the capital, it's all big cities, it's good!"

While talking, I came to the door of the unit building, and Aunt Huang's family lived on the ground floor.

Aunt Huang insisted on pulling him into the house to sit, but He Xin excused himself and said, "I'll go home first." ”

Aunt Huang thought for a while and said, "Okay, I'll call your Uncle Huang back, and cut some meat by the way." After a while, Aunt Huang will make a few hard dishes, so that you two can drink two cups!"

Saying goodbye to Aunt Huang, he walked up to the second floor, there were four families in a corridor, and He Xin's house was at the easternmost end, just upstairs in Aunt Huang's house.

It's quiet in the corridor, and no one is probably home. There are some miscellaneous items piled up in front of his house, which are estimated to have been uninhabited for a long time, and the neighbors have used this place as a stacking point. The doorways and walls are plastered with all kinds of small advertisements.

He Xin kicked away some debris with his foot, felt out the keys, found one of them accurately, inserted it into the lock hole, felt a little astringent, twisted it twice with a little force, and heard a "pop" sound, and the lock opened.

He hesitated slightly, pushed open the door, and immediately smelled a musty smell in front of him.

Entering the door is the kitchen, next to which is a small bathroom, through the kitchen is a passageway, and a door on the left side of the corridor is open, and inside the door is a small room of less than six square meters, which can only accommodate a single bed and a small desk.

This was his former room, which had only one window leading to the large room to the south, and it was dimly lit. He Xin felt the switch at the door and turned it on twice, but the light was not on. came out and opened the switch to open the aisle, but there was no response.

He went out and walked to the meter box in the stairwell to take a look, but the white material under the meter was gone, no wonder there was no electricity.

When I got home again, I opened the big room of my parents in the south, opened the closed curtains, and the room was finally bright.

He Xin opened the window to ventilate and go to get rid of the musty smell in the house.

A few years ago, when the original owner left, the house was cleaned up, and a thick layer of dust had accumulated on the floor, table, and bed. He Xin wanted to fetch water to clean it, but he turned the faucet and found that there was no water. He didn't bother to check the water meter again, and the heating in the house had already stopped, and the window was open for a while, and he couldn't stand the cold, so he stopped cleaning.

I just found a towel and wiped the portrait of my parents hanging on the wall. Although I already have an impression in my mind, I still feel a kind of sadness when I see the photo in the frame.

There are nothing of value in the house, and the most valuable ones are probably the television with a cloth cover on the chest of drawers and a single-door refrigerator against the wall.

He Xin looked in the room, and what he felt was valuable was probably a photo album, which contained photos of him from childhood to adulthood, as well as a few photos with his parents.

He stuffed the photo album into his bag, thought about it, and took down the portrait of his parents hanging on the wall, the frame was too big, took out the photo inside, carefully rolled it up, and put it in the bag.

Maybe after this time, he will never come back.

It didn't take long for Aunt Huang to call him downstairs.

He Xin cleaned up his mood, picked up his backpack and went downstairs.

Uncle Huang came back on a tricycle, compared to Aunt Huang, who is obviously old, Uncle Huang still remembers the appearance.

After the factory went yellow, Uncle Huang set up a fruit stall on the street, and it seemed that it would not be a problem to make ends meet.

He Xin remembered that the old couple also had a son who was two years older than him, named Huang Damao, who often helped him bully other children when he was a child, but now he is nowhere to be seen.

"Uncle Huang, where is Brother Da Mao?"

"Don't mention that bastard. Uncle Huang slammed the wine glass on the table, seemed to be angry, and said: "The year before last, he said that he went to the provincial capital to work, but he never came back, if it weren't for your Aunt Huang who could occasionally make a phone call, I thought I would have died outside!"

"Phew, you old thing, you curse your son like this!" Aunt Huang brought the food to the table, scolded the old man, and said: "It's not easy for children to make a living outside, don't you believe you ask Xiaoxin?"

said, and vigorously put vegetables into He Xin's bowl, "Xiaoxin, come, eat more, I haven't seen you for so many years, this thin aunt is almost afraid to admit it, and when I dream of your parents again, my aunt doesn't know how to tell your parents......"

As she spoke, Aunt Huang began to wipe her tears with red eyes again.

He Xin also had a sour nose when she said it, and said with a forced smile: "Auntie, don't be sad, everything is fine now." ”

Seeing this, the old man glared at his wife, picked up his wine glass and touched it with He Xin, deliberately diverted the topic, and asked, "Xiaoxin, come back this time, do you want to wait until the end of the New Year before leaving?"

"No, I'm coming back this time to get a passport, and I'll leave when I'm done. He Xindao.

"Get a passport? Xiaoxin, are you going abroad?"

"Well, yes, I need to go abroad for work. He Xindao.

He didn't say that he was going to participate in the film festival when he made a movie, so as not to have to explain it a lot when he got it.

But Rao is like this, which still caused the old couple to exclaim, in their eyes, being able to go abroad is a sign of success.