Chapter 74 Tokyo Film Festival Nominations

In the next few days, Ni Xiaohong deliberately alienated Chen San. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Sitting in the office, Chen San was a little puzzled about this, as if he didn't say anything special to her that night!

"Jingle bell ......" Suddenly a phone call interrupted Chen San's thoughts.

Who is this? Only a few people know the number here, Chen San picked up the phone and asked, "Hey, who?"

"It's me, Toyota. There was a hearty voice on the other end of the phone.

Chen San knew who it was as soon as he heard it. "It turned out to be a brother. Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!"

"Happy Mid-Autumn Festival. Toyota replied.

Chen San asked with some curiosity about Toyota's call now: "First brother, is there something wrong?"

"Hehe, of course it's a good thing. Toyota laughed.

Chen San was puzzled, what other good things were there now. "Brother Yi, what's the good thing about me?"

Toyota said, "I'm not going around in circles. No, the 5th Tokyo Film Festival Awards are about to begin. Our "Crazy Boy" has a lot of names!"

"Really?" To be honest, Chen San was still very excited.

"Of course. ā€

"How many nominations are there?" Chen San asked impatiently.

Toyota laughed, "I knew you would ask that." Our film has five nominations. ā€

"Which five?" asked Chen San.

"I can't remember it for a while. An invitation will be sent in a few days, but it will be sent to me. If you're going to attend, come to me and get it. ā€

"Oh. ā€

Toyota asked, "By the way, how is Kuala Lumpur?"

Chen San said with a little emotion: "That's it." It's too so-so. ā€

"If the company really can't come back, if you don't get used to it, then you can still make a movie!" said Toyota.

"Thank you, brother. I will. ā€

"Okay, I'll hang up. ā€

"Okay. ā€

After hanging up the phone, Chen San couldn't help but feel a little excited.

After thinking about it for a while, Chen San decided to go back to Tokyo tomorrow. It's a bit boring to stay here. It's the same whether I'm there or not. If you arrive in Tokyo early, you can clean up your home in Tokyo. By the way, take a look at a few old friends. For example, the violin......... Little Gan............. And Toyota... And that's the little dish. "I wonder how she's doing?" Chen San muttered. But after saying that, there was another wry smile. The mistaken feelings of that day are always ghostly, and Chen San recalls them in his mind.

"Knock-" There was a knock on the door.

"Come in. Chen San didn't need to guess to know that it was Ni Xiaohong.

Sure enough, it was Ni Xiaohong who came in. But the hairstyle has changed a little. It's different from the morning. Forget it, it's natural for women to love beauty, **** which heart. Chen San saw that Ni Xiaohong had been standing without speaking, so he asked, "Is there something wrong?"

"Boss, there is a Mr. Zhang who calls himself Zhang Li who wants to see you. He said he was the planner of a show. Ni Xiaohong said awkwardly.

Chen Sanyi felt a little strange when he heard Ni Xiaohong's voice. For Zhang Li, Chen San can still think of it. "Call him in. ā€

"Good. After speaking, Ni Xiaohong walked out.

Chen San frowned, unable to figure out what was wrong. Sound? Yes, it's sound. Chen San finally remembered. Ni Xiaohong's voice just now was a little different from before. Forget it, let's talk about it later.

Pushing open the door, the planner walked in. Speaking of which, the last time I talked about inviting Chen San to dinner, I couldn't find Chen San after dinner. Later, it was gone, but a few days ago, through various relationships, I found out that the person I wanted to invite was actually under my nose. At that moment, Zhang Li, the planner, personally came to invite.

"Planning Zhang, long time no see!" Chen San stepped forward and said.

Zhang Li pretended to be angry and said, "How dare you!"

"It's the little brother who is wrong. Brother Zhang, sit. ā€

After the two sat down on the lounge sofa, Zhang Li looked at the large office. Praise: "Yes, it's a good place!"

"I don't dare to compare with you. As he spoke, Chen San made two cups of tea.

"It's different!" After speaking, seeing Chen San's skillful style of pouring tea, Zhang Li asked with a smile: "Brother Chen is also from this way?"

"I smiled, I just learned. There is a tea garden nearby, and it just so happens that there are employees who have research, so they have learned a few tricks. It can be said that I just have a style, and I have no connotation! So please forgive me for not soaking well!"

"How dare you!" Zhang Li said with a smile. "By the way, my boss has always wanted to treat you to a meal!"

Chen San hurriedly apologized: "I'm really sorry, I called from Hong Kong just now, urging me to go back." ā€

"What's the matter?" Zhang Li asked.

"No, my little brother's film was shortlisted for the 5th Tokyo Film Festival Award. ā€

Zhang Li couldn't help but smile bitterly: "It seems that it has failed again." ā€

Chen San spread his hands and said: "I can run the monk, can I still run the temple." ā€

"That's right, let's come to Japan for a long time!"

"It's been a long time coming, and this Kuala Lumpur is my second home. As he spoke, Chen San handed the brewed tea to Zhang Li. "When the time comes, I hope Brother Zhang will take care of it!"

"Wherever it is, it's a friend, and I'll do my best to help. ā€

The two exchanged politeness, and Zhang Li went back when he had something to do. But before leaving, I asked for Chen San's phone number.

After sending Zhang Li away, Chen San suddenly remembered Ni Xiaohong's strange appearance, so he came to Ni Xiaohong's side and asked with concern, "Do you have a cold?"

"No!" Ni Xiaoju said unconsciously taking a step back. Calm, calm, Ni Xiaoju, you must be calm.

"But your voice doesn't seem right?" said Ni Xiaohong, who looked a little strange, Chen San.

"Yes, maybe I was too full at noon. ā€

"If you are not feeling well, you can ask for leave, and I will approve it. I'm not an evil capitalist. Chen San said.

"Got it. Ni Xiaoju bowed her head and said.

Seeing that Ni Xiaohong was so persistent, Chen San couldn't say anything. I was ready to walk towards the stairs.

Seeing that Chen San was leaving, Ni Xiaoju's heart was very anxious. If Ni Xiaoju is usually a big person. But now to say it, it's a little shy. But if you don't say it, how can that be. Forget it, let's die once, "Boss, are you free the day after tomorrow?"

"The day after tomorrow?" Chen San turned around, "I'm going back to Hong Kong tomorrow." What, something?"

"No, just ask. Ni Xiaoju replied with some loss.

Chen San also saw Ni Xiaohong's loss, and comforted him at the moment: "What's the matter? But I asked you. By the way, and your sister. ā€

Hearing the last two words, a smile appeared on the corner of Ni Xiaoju's mouth, "What's the matter?

Chen San was choked and hurriedly explained: "You can eat food indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense!"

"You don't need to be so excited. Ni Xiaoju smiled.

Chen San patted his forehead with his left hand, pointed at Ni Xiaohong with his right hand and said, "I don't know how to say you, was I excited just now?"

"Then aren't you excited now?" Ni Xiaoju said like a victor.

"I was thundered by your words. Chen San said.

"What do you mean? Ni Xiaoju asked. (To be continued.) )