Chapter 967 A Cat

"Hi Elizabeth!"

"Hi Hall."

After getting off the double-decker bus, Elizabeth McCullough walked forward on her own, but she couldn't resist someone who took the initiative to greet her. Barely an acquaintance, a neighbor who lives in the same block, and was a classmate for several years when I was young.

He seemed to be waiting for someone, but decided not to wait, and walked towards the direction of the block with Elizabeth, Elizabeth was not aware of the difference, and subconsciously talked to the other person, "Have you seen any interesting books or movies recently? If there are good ones, remember to recommend them to me.”

Hall shrugged, "No! You know, my taste is a bit tricky. I'm waiting for the second part of "Jurassic Park", but I'm not optimistic about it."

Elizabeth turned her head to look at him, with the most beautiful smile on her face, and said thoughtfully, "You just like dinosaurs!"

Hall shrugged. "Yes. But who isn't?"

Elizabeth shook her head with a smile, and strode forward.

She thought it was just chatting by chance, but she didn't notice the admiration in Hall's eyes when he occasionally looked over - people are always like this. And unbelievably dull.

The two walked back to the block quickly all the way. Hall was a little anxious, as if he wanted to express something all the time, but he was a little shy, and his reserve made him unable to open his mouth about some things.

So, he had no choice but to find something to say.

"It is said that you are studying Chinese?"

"Yes! A professional Chinese training institution, summer school!"

"Wow, Chinese! What a strange language!"

Elizabeth looked back at him in surprise, smiled, and said indifferently, "It's a beautiful language!"

Hall shrugged and said nothing.

On Elizabeth's recommendation, he watched "Once Upon a Time: A Man Should Be Self-Reliant". To be honest, he really didn't think there was anything good about that movie except that the fights were really unique and attractive.

Soon after arriving at Hall's house, Elizabeth subconsciously waved at him, "Goodbye Hall!"

"Goodbye!" Hall responded, stopped, but quickly said, "Hey, Elizabeth!"

Elizabeth stopped and turned.

"Uh..." Hall hesitated for a moment, and said: "China Qianxin has released an album, although it is only sung in Chinese, but I know you like his songs, so I tried it for you, it's great!"

Elizabeth was stunned for a moment, as if she understood something, she suddenly laughed and nodded, "OK! Thank you! I like that album too!"

Hall seemed a little embarrassed, but he asked again: "I know Zhong Zhongqian's new movie will be released next week, I think if..."

"I'm afraid not!"

Before he finished speaking, Elizabeth shook her head with a smile, and said, "I want to accompany my parents to see it! So, I'm sorry, Hall! Uh... I think you can ask Anna to watch it together. As far as I know, she is You have a good impression! And I can guarantee that Zhongguo Qian's movie will be very good!"

Hall forced a smile when he heard the words, and watched Elizabeth walk away, he couldn't help asking loudly: "How do you know this movie will be good!"

Elizabeth laughed as she walked, without turning her head, she just said, "Just treat me as China Qian's friend, so I have personally experienced the filming of this movie!"

The joke was good, and Hall was amused.

Although everyone knows that Elizabeth has a father who is a film master, it is still too funny.

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Back home, she put down her backpack, said hello to her mother, walked into the kitchen, saw that the lunch had been prepared, and Elizabeth picked up a piece of peeled apple and threw it into her mouth, asking: "Do you need help?" ,Mother?"

Helena smiled, "No need."

After a pause, he said again, "Your father is sitting in the back."

The mother and daughter exchanged glances, Elizabeth nodded, walked out of the kitchen, and walked to the back.

Pushing open the door, James McCullough was sitting in the shadows at the back of the house, wearing a casual T-shirt and shorts, with his pipe dangling from his mouth.

In the smoke, he turned around, "Oh, baby."

Elizabeth walked over and sat down on a wicker chair next to her, and wanted to nest in it comfortably, but in the past two years, as her stature climbed up, it has become more and more difficult for her to nest in this chair. Old rattan chair.

"Hey, Dad. How was the morning chat?"

James took a puff of smoke, raised his arm, and shook it, "You know...ah, those people, huh! You know, baby!"

Elizabeth shrugged, "Can't Master?"

James laughed out loud when he heard the words, a wisp of smoke choked in his throat, making him cough violently, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, "Master?"

James shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, "Unless the master agrees to only take the director's salary without copyright, and the master's shooting must be restricted by the producer, otherwise, the master is not worth investing in!"

Elizabeth pouted.

James McCullough took another puff of cigarette, exhaled slowly through his nostrils, and then said, "Don't talk about that. Honey, how is your class in the morning?"

Elizabeth heard the words: "Wow, it's great! It's just that the progress is a bit slow. We only learned one poem in one morning. But you know, it's useless for me to give advice. The teacher said that most of the students need to be taken care of." However, today the teacher spot-checked the homework specially assigned to me last time, and praised me!"

James McCullough gave a "huh" and asked, "Sounds good. What poem did you learn?"

Elizabeth sat up straight when she heard the words, and said solemnly: "It is said to be an ancient poem from a thousand years ago. It was written by a great poet during the Tang Dynasty in China."

After finishing speaking, she recited fluently in Chinese, "The drums cut off the pedestrians, and the geese sounded by the autumn. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is the light of the hometown. All the younger brothers are scattered, and there is no home to ask death and life. Sending books is not long, the situation is No truce."

Then he explained in English: "The general meaning of this poem is that the border is still fighting. When the war broke out, the traffic was cut off. In the autumn of the frontier, a lone goose was flying south. From this moment, I entered the Bailu solar term in China. When I wake up every morning, I can see the dew on the flowers and plants, and the moon is very bright, but the author, the poet, feels that the moon here is not as bright as the moon in his hometown. His brother They are separated from each other, they have no home, even if they want to write letters to their relatives, they can’t send them at all, because the war is still going on, and the war will end without knowing when.”

After explaining, Elizabeth looked at him.

James McCullough was so dazed that he forgot to smoke his pipe.

After a long time, he said "Wow", took a few puffs of the pipe tightly, sprayed smoke from his mouth and nose, and said: "A great piece of work. A thousand years ago? If he was born Now, he will be an extremely outstanding director. His ability to capture and use images is no worse than Qian!"

Elizabeth shrugged her shoulders, "There are many fascinating things in China."

James McCullough let out a "huh-huh" sound, then was in a daze for a while, and then suddenly asked: "Baby, Elizabeth, how is your Chinese learning? It sounds very good?"

Elizabeth smiled proudly, "I can already read and write more than 500 Chinese characters! Normal oral communication is not a big problem. My training class teacher praised my Chinese as standard, unlike other British people with a London accent. .She is Chinese, she said my spoken language is like the accent of Shuntianfu, haha!"

James McCullough nodded, "Whoa, that's great!"

Elizabeth winked at her father.

James McCullough took another puff of cigarette, and suddenly asked: "So, Qian's charm...you know, it really fascinates you, right?"

Elizabeth looked at him, and after a while, she suddenly laughed, "Father, what are you thinking? And mother? What are you thinking? Do you think I will be one of the many lovers?"

James shrugged, "I don't know, but your mother seems to be worried about it."

Elizabeth rolled her eyes subconsciously, "Dad!"

She shook her head, "I'm not a mother, I'm not that obsessed with artists. I'm not a Chinese woman, I'm not that... submissive. I'm a wild leopard! Mother leopard! Qian can't tame me!"

James McCullough shrugged, with a pessimistic look on his face, "Maybe!"

When Elizabeth got up and went back to the room, James McCullough took a puff of cigarette, exhaled slowly, and said, "Female leopard, wild leopard...is also a cat family?"

"Oh... F! A cat, what a bad analogy!"

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After having lunch together, Elizabeth greeted her parents, picked up her backpack and went back to her room upstairs, but was stopped by James McCullough, "It is said that Qian's new movie is the one you participated in. , it’s coming out soon, right? I guess you’d be happy to invite Mom and Dad to go to the movies with you?”

"Oh, no, Dad, you know, I still owe a lot of debts! And my income from working part-time last summer is almost exhausted..."

But looking at her father's innocent eyes, Elizabeth shook her head helplessly and smiled wryly, "Okay, okay! I'll invite you to watch a movie! Anyway, that's what I said to the outside world!"

James McCullough was dissatisfied, "Hey, we are helping Kendo sell the box office!"

Elizabeth shook her head and went up the stairs while raising her middle finger with her back turned to the bottom.

James McCullough laughed.

Helena immediately showed dissatisfaction, "Hey, Elizabeth? This is not allowed!"

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Back in her room, she browsed the web for a while, and found that there was still no reply in her mailbox. She shrugged in disappointment, then turned on the CD player, put on the earphones, and took out her exercise book.

It has always been considered difficult for foreigners to learn Chinese, but Elizabeth has been studying for less than a year, and she has already mastered the reading, writing and use of five or six hundred Chinese characters relatively proficiently. The speed is definitely very fast.

As for the root cause, she felt that it had something to do with her insistence on writing one hundred Chinese characters every day.

The object of practice is a pen calligraphy copybook sent to her by Li Qian.

While practicing the writing and spelling of Chinese characters, while listening to Qian’s Chinese songs, I occasionally encountered a word in the song that was the same as a word I was practicing. It was a pleasant surprise!

And although it was very difficult at the beginning, it is not too difficult for Elizabeth, who is already familiar with it, to practice writing a hundred Chinese characters.

In less than half an hour, she could finish the homework.

Then, enjoy the music for another ten minutes, take off the headphones, think about it, and decide to go to the library.

But when she went down the stairs, she accidentally heard the conversation between her parents downstairs.

"No, you don't care, and I don't care. Elizabeth has grown up, and this is her freedom! Even if she gets hurt, it's part of growing up."

"But……"

Elizabeth simply stopped on it, leaning against the railing with her shoulders in her arms, listening to the conversation below.

When the following conversation finally came to an end, the two of them began to chat about meeting a producer of a film company with their agent in the morning, and Elizabeth deliberately stepped down the stairs.

"Hey, Mom and Dad. I think Dad might want to think about the damned Hollywood film businessmen!"

"Oh, forget it! I hate the word 'Hollywood'!"

Elizabeth laughed, walked to sit down opposite her parents, and said, "But Columbia Pictures already belongs to the Chinese, doesn't it? Your friend is their boss!"

James looked from Elizabeth to his wife.

Helena shrugged and said nothing.

James thought for a while, and suddenly said: "Elizabeth, you may not understand what Hollywood is! It is not a simple geographical concept, nor is it just a large territory in the movie world. It is based on Hollywood. Headed by the seven major film companies, surrounded by hundreds of various small and medium-sized film companies, brokerage companies, technology companies, etc., it is jointly formed by many forces."

After a pause, he said seriously: "Qian bought Columbia, I know, but just buying Columbia is useless. He has to turn this loss-making enterprise into profit first! And This is very difficult! Because, as I said, Hollywood is not an area where independent companies survive.”

"There is a huge net!"

Elizabeth shrugged, "But he is almost omnipotent, isn't he? Since he dares to pay so much money to buy this company, it must be able to save him, isn't it?"

James spread his hands, "I don't know. But I know, it's hard!"

Elizabeth stood up, ""The Matrix" is very exciting, it must be very exciting, believe me, it will be a film that Qian Qian will break the glasses of those arrogant "film businessmen" in Hollywood! If you don't believe me, go and see its trailer again Let's take a picture! He will definitely succeed!"

James McCullough shrugged helplessly.

However, Elizabeth had already got up and walked out, and Helena stopped her, "Elizabeth, where are you going?"

As Elizabeth walked, carrying her bag and packing the keys, she said, "Me? Maybe I'm going to buy a plane ticket to China? Ah, I forgot, I can't afford the plane ticket! Well then, I'll go to the library Check the information in the museum to see if there is any magic circle that I can go directly to!"

After finishing speaking, she waved her hand, "Bye!" She stepped out of the door.

Leaving the McCulloughs and his wife to look at each other, Helena looked helpless.

***

came back!

Recently, I have been thinking hard about the outline and forgetting myself. I woke up this morning and prepared to start coding, only to find that I have missed the hand-chopping festival, woohoo!

How many good things were bought less, and how much GDP was less contributed!

I feel sorry for Lao Ma and Xiao Liu.