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Chapter 517 Old Girl (Two in One, Happy New Year~)

In the eyes of Yang Yi, his hometown Hecheng may still look like the cold, dark, dilapidated and depressed look he had when he was young, but in the eyes of Xiao Yuni, it is another colorful and interesting existence!

Here, she can not only see all kinds of magical animals that her father told about, but she will also meet a group of peers with interesting accents, and they will enthusiastically call her "old girl"!

"Old girl, those buns are so dry and not delicious. I'll get you some popsicles!"

"Oh my God, have you already gone to kindergarten? Did the teacher teach you to count?"

"Old girl, don't be afraid. If anyone bullies you, I will kill him for you!"

Little Yumi could understand some of what they said, but not some. However, it seemed that there would be no obstacles. She didn't even know how she ended up playing with these children who had just met for more than a day!

We also had a lot of fun, running around the village together, chasing chickens and dogs, or using the big haystack as a slide, climbing up and rolling down one by one.

"Cluck, cluck!" Little Taro's crisp laughter resounded throughout this remote village.

"Look at your daughter, you've only been back in the village for two days and she's already like this! If you stay here for another month or two, won't she turn into a Northeastern girl?"

Although Li Aiyi followed her uneasily, she had nothing to do with this crazy girl. She could only use her mobile phone to take a photo of the little guy with messy pigtails and two straws stuck in it, and sent it to Li Mengfei. .

This is not to say that there is any discrimination against the Northeast or rural areas. Li Aiyi was always smiling when she sent WeChat messages. She turned around and chatted cheerfully with the eldest sister in the village about her previous travel experience.

Before Yang Yi returned to Hecheng, Jin Longbo had actually brought his key crew to Hecheng to organize location scouting.

Because they had to film "The Long Season" and "Daytime Fireworks" back-to-back, the locations they scouted were not limited to Tsuru Castle. The crew took the storyboards drawn by Yang Yi and searched for suitable filming locations all over the Northeast.

Even when Yang Yi accompanied his wife and children to watch red-crowned cranes in his hometown, Jin Longbo and the others were conducting a grand inspection in Bingcheng, hundreds of kilometers away, attracting a lot of reporters' attention.

However, no matter how much firepower the large force attracts, and no matter how low-key Yang Yi and Li Mengfei are, they cannot completely avoid the media's attention, especially in the passionate land of Northeast China.

Yang Yi and the others had only returned to the village for two days when small internet celebrities from surrounding villages and towns heard the news and came to shoot videos and live broadcasts. Although Yang Yi's bodyguards blocked the way, the villagers took the initiative to defend them and they were unable to enter the village. It disturbed the life of Yang Yi and his family, but various blurry images of Yang Yi and Li Mengfei appearing in the village still spread on the Internet.

Of course, reporters from the regular army could not show weakness. Some of them drove their interview vehicles directly to the entrance of the village and waited for Yang Yi to come out. Others used their magical powers to contact the leaders of the township and wanted to interview him at their doorsteps as condolences.

No, as soon as Yang Yi and Li Mengfei's car returned to the village, the village chief came to visit with several township cadres wearing black jackets helplessly.

"Yang Yi, this is the mayor of Fushan Township, Comrade Zhang Fansheng, and this is a reporter from Xie University from our city."

The village chief, Yang Zhiguo, is actually the cousin of Yang Yi's father, Yang Zhiyun, and is related to the clan, but this time he couldn't help Yang Yi get rid of these people.

If there were little internet celebrities from other villages, it wouldn't matter, even if they were big reporters from out of town, the old man could drive them away with a straight face. But this time it was Xie Guanghui, a reporter from Hecheng Daily in the city, and he also got in the car of the mayor of Fushan Township, which governs their village. Yang Zhiguo couldn't resist such a big deal, so he could only send Yang Yi a WeChat message. , brought them to Yang Yi.

"Uncle Guo, shall we go sit in the village office?"

After all, he was a reporter from the official media in his hometown. Yang Yi did not let them be disappointed. He whispered to Li Mengfei and asked her, who didn't like this kind of scene, to go back to accompany her daughter first. He followed the village chief Yang Zhiguo and brought the people with him. Returned to the village committee office.

Before leaving, Xie Guanghui glanced curiously at the Yang family's "courtyard" when the car drove in.

It doesn't seem to be particularly luxurious, just an ordinary rural house, cleaned up a little, and built into a small three-story foreign-style building with a relatively large area, that's all.

Compared with the Internet celebrity nouveau riche he had seen who didn't know whether they made money or not, but who just loved to compare and made their houses and cars splendid, Yang Yi's house could even be called simple and unpretentious.

Even if it covers a larger area, it's normal. Rural areas are vast and sparsely populated. Who doesn't have a few homesteads of one or two acres? Moreover, Yang Yi and his family no longer have a pen for pigs, cattle or sheep in their yard, so it is logical to build a more spacious house.

Xie Guanghui was a little confused. Since there was nothing special, why was Yang Yi hiding it?

Yang Yi didn't know what was going on in his head. If he knew, he would laugh it off.

In fact, just like he and Li Mengfei never let reporters into their manor in Beijing for interviews, they paid great attention to the privacy of their lives and deliberately left a clear boundary between work and life.

It's okay to accept interviews from hometown reporters, but don't bring your family members into the public eye without any bottom line.

When he arrived at the village committee, the township head Zhang Fanrong first made a speech, welcoming reporter Xie Da to Fushan Township, welcoming Yang Yi back to his hometown, and also welcoming him to return to his hometown often to help promote his hometown. Then he laughed with Yang Zhiguo, who had just made tea. Said: "Lao Yang, let's leave our time to Reporter Xie and Yang Yi, right? You can take me to that film and television cultural center to have a look. I didn't look carefully just now."

"Ah? Okay, okay, okay." Yang Zhiguo was stunned, quickly stood up, and took Zhang Fansheng out.

Only Yang Yi and Xie Guanghui, a reporter from Hecheng Daily, were left in the conference room.

"Director Yang, I saw the film and television cultural center that Township Chief Zhang mentioned just now. Village Chief Yang said that you personally donated it to the village?" Xie Guanghui quickly entered the state. He opened his black briefcase and took out A shorthand notebook, and Yang Yi asked with a smile.

"Yes, but calling it a film and television cultural center is not accurate enough. My idea is to build a cultural center like a library. In addition to building such a place, I also selected some genuine CDs of famous novels and classic film and television dramas that can inspire people's minds. Donate to the museum. In addition to being open to the public normally, the cultural center also holds various activities every weekend. For example, we will invite teachers from the city to organize reading activities, and we will also publicly screen recent films and TV shows that have received high praise for the villagers. Works, these are also officially authorized through the Yuesi platform." Yang Yi briefly introduced the public welfare activities he has done in the village.

Of course, he did not need to do these things himself. He proposed the idea, provided the funds, and arranged for an assistant to follow it. Naturally, a dedicated design team would help him make it.

"Director Yang has made great contributions to his hometown. Why haven't we been invited to report before? And I see the reaction of Township Head Zhang today. This is the first time he knows that your village has built such an interesting cultural center!" Xie Guanghui He was a little confused. In his impression, he had indeed never seen any reports about this cultural center, neither in the city nor in the county.

There is no reason. Nowadays, don’t celebrities have to make a lot of noise and make everyone aware of their charity work?

Even if Yang Yi wants to keep a low profile, the township and county cannot keep a low profile. Local officials also want political achievements!

But this cultural center may have been completed and used for half a year. If Xie Guanghui hadn't come to interview Yang Yi, he might not have known that he secretly carried out such a big project in his hometown.

"Maybe it's because I don't have much energy to focus on my hometown. Uncles and uncles in the village help with many things. In terms of contribution, their contribution is the biggest." Yang Yi smiled lightly.

<divclass="contentadv"> He doesn't want to put himself in the position of the savior. He can't do it himself, and he doesn't want others to have such misunderstandings.

Xie Guanghui didn't want to let him go, because even if Yang Yi didn't want to, the officials in Hecheng would still think of his glorious achievements when they saw his name!

"Director Yang returned to his hometown to film a suspense drama this time. As far as I know, the city leaders are very concerned about it. When Mr. Le and Director Jin came last month, I also went to interview them. The city leaders said that they must fully cooperate and give Your crew created the best shooting environment. In addition, I also hope that Director Yang can create a new picture for us in Hecheng just like "The Hidden Corner" did for Zhanjiang and "Go Where the Wind Is" for Dali. Business card!" Xie Guanghui got to the point.

"I definitely hope to incorporate more of Hecheng's customs and customs during the filming process and contribute to the tourism promotion of my hometown. However, the location selection of the drama "The Long Season" needs to serve the plot. , not all the scenes will be placed in our Crane City."

"Director Yang, can you introduce the play "The Long Season"? I heard you said before that this is a work about the great industrial revolution in Northeast China?"

"Yes, this drama is about the people and things in our Northeastern land against the background of a large-scale industrial revolution. The vicissitudes of the world are ever-changing, but what remains unchanged should be the innocence of the people who protect this land. Heart." Yang Yi did not reveal too much about the plot.

"I was a little touched when I heard Director Yang's words. Now more and more people are leaving Northeast China and will not come back. There are very few people who can stick to it and still work hard for its development. Do you understand? Now, in Director Yang's eyes, what kind of city is our Hecheng?" Xie Guanghui curiously asked a rather special question.

In fact, the former Yang Yi felt to Xie Guanghui that he had left the Northeast and was developing well outside, and it was unlikely that he would come back and join this land in depression and defeat.

In addition, Yang Yi's family situation is no longer a secret. If Xie Guanghui puts himself in his shoes, he will feel that Hecheng is Yang Yi's sad place. It is too late to escape. How can he still love this hometown?

But when I met Yang Yi today and saw that he looked as simple as an ordinary Northeastern boy, Xie Guanghui felt that his judgment was wrong. Yang Yi might not hate his hometown that much.

Didn’t he come back to take pictures of his hometown in his memories?

"What does Crane City look like? Did Reporter Xie see the tree outside the window?" Yang Yi pointed to the glass window of the village committee meeting room and asked him.

"This tree, is it a ginkgo tree?" Xie Guanghui quickly identified the tree from its fan-shaped leaves and bright yellow color. "Director Yang means that our Crane City is also like this ginkgo tree, even though it has leaves at the beginning. Withered, but the main trunk is still strong and tenacious, and we will definitely usher in a new round of spring flowers in the future?"

Yang Yi was stunned for a moment, he actually didn't mean that.

What he wants to say is that his hometown is in his memory, just like the scenery of this ginkgo tree, shining golden under the warm autumn sunshine!

Although he has seen the scenery of many places, such as Dali and Zhanjiang, where the four seasons are not so distinct and the trees are always green and full of vitality, they can never replace the status of his hometown in his heart - although it is not that perfect, but Always warm and golden!

However, what the reporter said seemed to be more logical, so Yang Yi followed suit and said with a smile: "Reporter Xie is right. After we get through the long night, spring will definitely come into bloom."

After the interview, Yang Yi declined the invitation from the township head Zhang Fansheng to have a "casual meal" with him in the village and walked home alone.

"Dad! Dad is back!"

Before he even reached the gate of his courtyard, the excited shouts of little taro mud came from upstairs.

Yang Yi looked up and saw his daughter's little figure still standing in front of the window, but her little face did not face him. Instead, she actively conveyed information to her mother: "Mom, I saw daddy!"

The little girl quickly went downstairs with her mother and rushed towards her father who was standing in the living room as fast as she could.

"Dad, where did you go just now? Mom is back."

Little Taro Ni was held in his arms by his father and asked in a sweet voice.

"Dad is visiting an uncle."

Yang Yi replied with a smile.

"Why look at an uncle?"

"Because that uncle came to see dad!"

"Why did uncle come to see dad?"

The endless "why" started again, but today, little taro paste not only wanted to ask "why", she also had something new to share with her father.

So, she quickly changed the topic herself.

"Dad, I learned to count today, today!"

As she spoke, she stretched out her little hand to hold her father's big face, then retracted her little hand playfully, smiling "hehe".

"Learned to count? Didn't you learn it a long time ago? From one to ten, your parents taught you!" Yang Yixiao asked.

"I can also count to one, Dad, can I count for you?" Xiao Yumi looked at her father expectantly.

"Okay!"

"Ten, nine, eight"