Chapter 348: Thank you Korea

"Chen Nuo-xi, hello."

"President Lee, hello."

"Watched *Mother*, it's really a good movie."

"Thank you for the compliment."

"I hope you will come to our country to film more movies in the future."

"I will."

"Choi Cui Xueli is a citizen of the Republic of Korea."

"... So what?"

"We will not harm our own citizens."

"Then did she harm herself in the first place?"

"But it won't happen in the future, I promise."

Chen Nuo took a deep look at this big leader of the Stick Country in front of him. If history hadn't changed, this person would be imprisoned in 3 years. Most of the guarantees he made now were equivalent to a loud fart.

However.

As the incumbent president, representing the Republic of Korea, making a promise specific to a certain person, it could never be simply viewed as "people go, tea cools."

Chen Nuo said: "Actually, my parents and I have always told her that when she turns 18, she can choose freely."

"Thank you."

"This is not because of you. It's because my mother likes her very much. So, we will respect her choice."

"... Thank you. Please look here."

Countless flashlights lit up, freezing this rare scene.

An actor receiving an audience from a head of state is a rare and strange thing in most cases.

Even in the tiny land of the Republic of Korea.

Or, looking at it from the other side, especially the Republic of Korea.

Because as everyone knows, the Republic of Korea has three treasures: referees, plastic surgeons, and Dad Country military bases.

This is the foundation of the Stick Country's founding, and none can be missing.

Without a referee, you will lose to death; without plastic surgery, you will be ugly to death; without Dad Country, you will be beaten to death.

That's about it.

So, delaying the *Mother* cast meeting, which was originally held after the Oscars in February, to June, so that he could shake hands and take photos with a Chinese actor at the Blue House.

And on the homepage of the Blue House the next day, placing the photo in the relatively conspicuous third position, which was after the group photo and the newly promoted Cannes Best Actress Jeon Do-yeon who brought back Korea's first Cannes trophy,

makes people have to suspect whether there is a certain political implication in it.

Especially as a foreign head of state who entered the embassy to mourn after the major event in 2008 and entered the disaster area to express condolences on May 30, President Lee has always been suspected by inside and outside Korea of being pro-China.

Don't you want one of the foundations of the country, the military base?

For a time, opinions were divided.

But the Blue House hadn't spoken yet,

China's *Global Times* made a rebuttal to this speculation by editor-in-chief Hu Xijin.

In the third edition of the *Times* published on June 5, 2010, Editor-in-Chief Hu wrote the article himself, calling "Chen Nuo walking into the Blue House" a "reciprocal exchange" between the two peoples, believing that "if one has to force a connection, it is purely the ulterior motives of individuals, sowing discord."

Besides this. In the article, Editor-in-Chief Hu also wrote earnestly:

"As neighbors separated by a strip of water, the friendship between China and Korea is long-standing, and the exchanges between the people are like great rivers, which cannot and cannot be cut off.

You know, on April 17, 2010, the famous Korean idol singing group Girls' Generation successfully held a concert in Shanghai Grand Stage, thus starting an Asian tour.

Then, Chinese actors receiving relatively respectful treatment when going to Korea is exactly reciprocity.

In this regard, we should be very gratified to see that this exchange is not one-sided.

Instead of imposing some political meaning on it, making the parties involved unbearable..."

When this article was simultaneously forwarded to the *Global Times* account on Sina Weibo, the comment section was very lively for a while.

"I guess Old Hu's daughter has taken a fancy to Brother Nuo; it's rare that Old Hu is actually pouring cold water on everyone."

"Old Hu is right. Seeing those blood-injected comments on the Tiexue Forum makes me want to laugh. Chen Nuo can enter the Blue House, isn't it because the Sticks are looking at the face of the American Dad? What are you thinking?"

"Obama recently mentioned MAGA once; as a son, of course, he has to give face. It really doesn't have much to do with China-Korea friendly relations."

"I just want to know who the Sticks called to warm Brother Nuo's bed this time."

"The US military is at the door; does he dare to be pro-China? He wouldn't even know how he died; saying this is brainless."

"Old Hu is right, fortunately we have Chen Nuo. Otherwise, the Korean Wave would strike, and we could only stare."

"One thing to say, it's time for the Nuomi to be proud."

Indeed, the "Nuomi" fans on Chen Nuo's Weibo were overjoyed, and the comment section was very lively.

In just one day, he received 300,000 comments, more than 400,000 reposts, and 1.1 million likes on his newly posted nine-grid Weibo.

Although it couldn't compare to the terrifying speed of his Weibo post singing at the Spring Festival Gala breaking one million in three hours, this data was enough to make the people at Tencent Weibo restless.

Industry insiders like Zang Tao held an emergency meeting again, racking their brains on how to deal with the traffic hegemony of Sina Weibo.

But what can be done? This is not hype; it is real news.

Not only *Global Times*, but domestic media of all sizes—*Beijing Daily*, *China Youth Daily*, *Guangming Daily*, *Nanfang Daily*, *Huaxi City Daily*, *Yangcheng Evening News*, *Qilu Evening News*—were still pretending to be reserved a few days ago, but now they have also followed up with reports.

On the Internet, Tianya, Maopu, Renren, and even the relevant sections of the Tiexue Forum were all swiped by photos of Chen Nuo shaking hands with Lee Myung-bak.

The traffic of Sina Weibo surged and couldn't be blocked at all.

Even if Tencent Weibo brushes 1 trillion zombie fans for its own stars, what's the use if no one comments or reposts?

The key is, if it's said that there is no carrier after the traffic is introduced, that's fine.

But this time,

Chen Nuo posted those nine photos and one sentence,

Let alone Weibo, even on foreign FB, it caused a similar carnival-like gathering effect, effectively making those passersby who were attracted unable to help but register an account, post opinions, and like, thus converting into real data.

In the eyes of the domestic Sina team, even if only 30-50% of them can stay, this belongs to taking another step forward on the road to victory in the struggle for hegemony. As a result, in the post-statistics, the retention ratio even exceeded the most optimistic estimate, not to mention.

Abroad, Chen Nuo's FB account, after being silent for nearly a month because of the salary controversy, suddenly posted, and it was still such rich content...

As a result, it wasn't just his own FB comment section that exploded,

On Twitter, the tag #nuochen# was topped to the top five trends after half a day, and the topic #korea# was topped to the top ten, with more than 5,000 posts.

Many passersby who didn't know thought something happened to Korea and what big event occurred.

As a result, when they clicked in, the popular post with more than 100,000 likes was actually a photo of Chen Nuo shaking hands with the Korean president posted by a local American entertainment account.

The post's content read: "Korea couldn't care less about some vampire's greed. When you guys question Nuo Chen's salary for *Twilight*, you completely fail to see his massive market in Asia. Without him, could *Twilight* have grossed over 100 million USD in Asia? Absolutely not. My answer is a capital NO. By the way, the South Korean President's meeting has nothing to do with *Twilight*. This 'greedy vampire' isn't just a vampire—he has won 1 Cannes Best Actor award and 2 Berlin Best Actor awards in the art-house market, and he even helped a Korean film win this year's Oscar for Best Foreign Language Film. My fellow Americans, open your eyes and look at the world, will you? #korea#nuochen#"

Posting nine photos at once, when has this stingy ghost Chen Nuo, who is sparing with words and treats posting photos like his life, ever been so generous?

It can be seen that these nine photos were all taken by Chen Nuo himself, without a rigid official posture.

Maintaining the impressionistic artistic technique of the past, capturing fragments of his time in Korea, both revealing private emotions and carrying a kind of blurred and poetic beauty, piecing together the impression of a journey with light and shadow, virtual and real, and emotions.

For example, the night view of Seoul taken from the porthole before the plane landed, the ant-like crowded crowd under the dim night lights overlooking from the hotel, the wild flowers on the side of the road that no one asked about, the sunset dyeing the Han River red taken from the car window, and an inexplicable red and black color photo.

The only selfie was in the center of the nine-grid, as if taken in the mirror of a luxury bathroom, the mirror surface covered with mist, his eyes deep and distant, his face outlined softly and coldly by the faint light.

Besides the photos, Chen Nuo wrote four words.

On Weibo, it was "Thank you Korea."

On Facebook, it was "Thank you Korea."

As a result, among the first twenty comments under FB, at least fifteen were written by Koreans.

There were also many more Korean replies on Weibo.

Although there were often reports blowing up Chen Nuo's overseas popularity before, this time the domestic "Nuomi" really saw foreigners running to Weibo to chase stars, and they truly felt the impact of news turning into reality.

The translated Korean comments—"Oppa, I love you, hope you come to Korea again," "Walk the flower path forever," "You are the most handsome movie star in the world"—made these fans, who had endured the dating scandal, feel vindicated. They were all as pumped as if they'd been injected with adrenaline, terrified of being outdone by the Korean fans, and were frantically replying, reposting, and liking.

On June 5, three of the top five hot searches on Sina Weibo were related to Chen Nuo.

Two of them were "Chen Nuo's Korean fans chase stars on Weibo" and "Chen Nuo's international influence."

The last one, which was also the most popular, was the topic "Chen Nuo says thank you Korea."

As a result, it dominated the hot search list for a whole day.

On this very day,

Chen Nuo returned to the motherland from Korea.

VIP channel, the security team surrounding him, the raised flashlights, a large number of fans, one question after another.

"Chen Nuo, why did you go to Korea alone this time, without bringing Liu Yifei?"

"Chen Nuo, there is a rumor that you spent an hour alone with Jeon Do-yeon in the Blue House, is it true?"

"Chen Nuo, what did you say to President Lee Myung-bak before taking the photo, can you reveal a little?"

"Chen Nuo..."

"Chen Nuo..."

When Chen Nuo wore sunglasses, didn't say a word, and finally sat on that Alphard of Huanxin Company with the tail number 113, locking those hysterical reporters and the endless questions in their mouths outside the car,

he suddenly discovered a quite terrible thing—he seemed to have gotten used to this feeling.

Just now, walking all the way, in the crowd, he wasn't as irritable as before. Seeing those fans who came to pick him up, he also lost the mood to reprimand them.

How to say it?

Chen Nuo sat in the car, slowly savoring this mentality.

He just hoped it was because he had experienced the big scene in Korea, so he was temporarily desensitized to these small scenes in China, and he would slowly recover after living a quiet life for a while.

Otherwise, it would have to be taken seriously.

Qi Yuntian sat beside him and looked back. And now in 2010, unless it was particularly major news, such as the last time a Golden Globe Award was smashed on his head while he was in China, or the situation of announcing a relationship. Then paparazzi or fans wouldn't follow the car.

Because following a car on the road in Beijing is equivalent to tracking a drop of water in the sea; unless you know the destination of the car in front, otherwise 007 might not be able to do anything.

And this time their destination was the house Pan Chengrong had next to Guanyuan Bridge.

"Are your parents there too?"

"Um."

"Then why don't you go?"

Qi Yuntian asked back: "Why should I go just because they are there? I'm almost 30, I can go wherever I want."

Damn, he really ate gunpowder.

This guy Qi Yuntian had been in a bad mood since he came back from the United States this time.

And listening to this tone now, Chen Nuo dared to bet that this must have been a big fight with Li Er.

The facts were indeed so.

Chen Nuo knocked on the door gently. When the door opened, Choi Cui Xueli poked her head out, took the bag in his hand, smiled and said, "Brother, welcome back." Then she turned sideways and welcomed him into the house.

Several adults in the room turned their heads in unison, and seeing him enter alone, not a single one asked why he was alone.

The same went for what followed.

Until after dinner, when Li Er and Qi Yifei said goodbye and left together, they didn't mention Qi Yuntian once.

Only on the way Chen Nuo sent Li Er and his wife downstairs did Li Er ask as if casually: "Your company has a lot of things recently?"

Chen Nuo hurriedly said: "It's a lot."

Li Er glanced at him sideways: "Really?"

Chen Nuo nodded heavily: "Really a lot, didn't we not reach an agreement in the United States this time? So we might have to go to court with the production company of *Twilight*. Now the general manager of Huanxin has gone to the United States, and Brother Tian must sit in the company every day. The company is not only producing movies, but also managing artists, and is preparing to sign some newcomers soon, so it's really too busy."

Li Er chuckled and said: "Fine."

Chen Nuo looked at her face and hurriedly added: "But it should be almost done in these two days; he just told me he's going back tomorrow."

Li Er said lightly: "Whatever. Anyway, I'll just pretend I never gave birth to this person. By the way, you just said your company is going to sign newcomers?"

Chen Nuo felt relieved in his heart and nodded busily: "Yes, speaking of which, I really want to ask you, did you see any good seedlings during the interviews this year?"

Li Er frowned, glanced at him, and said: "You want to sign the freshmen of our school? Are you really afraid that there are too few things at the Film Academy and Dean Zhang and the others have nothing to do?"

"Hehe, no. Mainly because the company is not in a hurry to make money, so operating like this is relatively simple."

Li Er nodded and said: "That's true. However, you might be disappointed. Why I want to retire, the time before you graduated, I told you. The students recruited in these few sessions are all like beauty pageant winners. It doesn't look like they are looking for actors at all. This session is the same; if you really want to talk about potential, I can't find a single one."

Chen Nuo was just looking for something to say, so he wasn't disappointed and nodded, saying "oh."

Unexpectedly, Li Er said again: "However, there is a girl from Xinjiang in this session who looks really good, and the feeling of seeing her for the first time is not much different from you at that time. She used to practice dance. However, her acting is... hehe. In short, there is no potential to speak of. But after studying for four years, acting in an idol drama should be fine."

"... From Xinjiang? What's her name?"

"Forgot, she's a Uyghur girl, the name is so long, who remembers? Anyway, if she is really admitted, I'll tell you then."

"Oh, okay."

"Talk about your new play. What's going on, why are you going to the United States again? You really think your parents don't miss you. You just came back and are leaving again. What do you want them to think? If you hadn't winked at me several times, I would be too lazy to speak for you."

Chen Nuo threw the "which one is the Uyghur girl from Xinjiang" out of his mind and said: "I actually don't want to either, it's just..."

Then, he told Li Er some of Jeon Do-yeon's experience in acting.

Li Er actually didn't agree and shook her head directly: "Other people's methods may not be suitable for you. Chen Nuo, you didn't rely on others to get to where you are today, nor did you learn from anyone; you relied on yourself. So, sometimes, you just follow your intuition; you don't necessarily have to listen to others. However, your behavior of communicating with Jeon Do-yeon is correct, and the idea and attitude of wanting to learn from her are also correct. Do you know why?"

"Um, why?"

"Because this shows that you are still growing."

Li Er finally smiled at this time, and even raised her hand to rub his head, "I sometimes really worry that you would float after graduation. Now, I can finally rest assured. Remember, when you feel that you can't learn anything from anyone, don't want to learn, and don't want to try new things, then you are at an end. Now you know you still have shortcomings, this is very good."

After Chen Nuo sent the people away, as soon as the door closed, Pan Chengrong stood at the entrance and sighed, saying: "Do you know that Li Jiaoshou cried before?"

"Ah? When, why?"

"What do you think?"

After chatting, Chen Nuo learned that just before he came back, facing the Chen family couple who were getting closer and closer and were of similar age, the always strong Li Er and Qi Yifei, this intellectual family, finally opened their hearts and talked about some family affairs that were not enough for outsiders to know.

This included the regret of sending Qi Yuntian, who had just entered junior high school, abroad.

Pan Chengrong said that when Li Er mentioned this, she cried like a tearful person.

"Don't talk about Li Jiaoshou, your Uncle Qi's eyes were red too." Chen Bicheng interjected.

"Li Jiaoshou will retire this year, and she just said that she will definitely not be rehired, and it will be several years before your Uncle Qi retires. Then Li Jiaoshou will be alone at home in the future. It is said that she is learning piano... If there is really a grandson to hold, who is willing to practice piano?"

Chen Nuo frowned tighter and tighter as he listened.

Pan Chengrong continued: "I'm telling you this so that you can communicate more with that child Qi Yuntian. No matter what, you can't stop going home."

Chen Nuo sighed and said: "Okay, I know, I'll talk to him when I have time."

Chen Bicheng said at this time: "And you, you are not young anymore..."

"I'm only 24, and I'm not young?"

"24 is not young? When I was 24, you were already 1 year old. Why, are you not convinced?"

Chen Nuo could only say that in his previous life, he lived to be 40 and was never urged to marry by Chen Bicheng. And in this life, he was only 24 and actually heard such words from his father's mouth. It seems that Chen Bicheng, who did not divorce, is indeed different from that alcoholic old man.

"I don't care if you want to act. Anyway, you give me a grandson, and you can act however you want, you can go to the United States however you want, you can go wherever you want, it doesn't matter if you don't come back."

Chen Nuo shook his head and said: "Impossible, I haven't considered it at all."

Chen Bicheng said: "Then you start considering it from now on."

Chen Nuo hehe said: "Let me tell you this, I won't consider it before I'm 30."

"You dare!"

"Look at whether I dare or not."

"You..."

"You two keep your voices down, you scared Cui Xueli." Pan Chengrong said unhappily, "You quarrel as soon as you meet, and you can't say anything together, I really encountered you two."

Chen Nuo looked at Choi Cui Xueli beside him; the girl lowered her head, her round face tense, looking around nervously.

He opened his mouth, originally wanting to say something.

After all, he returned to Korea this time and also learned a little about her family affairs from Han Zhenghao.

But after thinking about it, it's better to talk about it when there is a suitable opportunity in the future.

"I'm telling you, don't think about running outside every day. Wait a couple of days. Cui Xueli and the others are on summer vacation, you go back to Long'an with your mom to live for a while, did you hear me?" Chen Bicheng said again.

Chen Nuo didn't want to ignore him, but Pan Chengrong also said: "Son, I also think you should go home to live for a while. Count how long you haven't been back? Two years. Your grandparents miss you very much, and they ask when you are free during holidays. When they see you on TV, they have to call me for a long time."

Alright,

Now that the real head of the family has spoken, Chen Nuo cannot ignore it.

He thought about the next arrangements.

Except for going to Gansu to film a cameo in *No Man's Land* for a few days, it seems there is really nothing to do.

Quentin's new play, it's urgent if you say it's urgent, and it's not urgent if you say it's not urgent. After all, the contract hasn't been signed, and there is no problem at all with resting for a month or two.

Besides, Long'an is not without a library, nor without a Xinhua Bookstore. At that time, you can first look for relevant books. If there are any, it's good to stay in your hometown for a while to do homework.

At least Long'an is a small place, there won't be so many paparazzi, and travel is relatively free.

Moreover, you can take this opportunity to deal with that guy Wang Zhihan's matter.

Thinking of this, Chen Nuo agreed simply.

After he agreed, Chen Bicheng's face immediately softened, and he stood up excitedly, shouting that he hadn't chatted with him for a long time and was going down to buy two bottles of wine, and come up to have a good chat, father and son talk about their hearts.

As a result, as soon as Chen Bicheng went out, Pan Chengrong told Old Chen's real purpose.

"Why does he want you to go back? Hehe, the queue number for his newly opened building project is a mess. When it opens in July, it is estimated that not many people will buy it. He panicked and wanted you to go to the scene to advertise for him on the opening day. Son, don't ignore him. He is now obsessed with money. I told him to live with RMB, but he is unwilling."

Chen Nuo laughed when he heard it and said: "Mom, actually it's not impossible."

"Oh?" Pan Chengrong raised her eyebrows. Full of disbelief: "When did you become so good to your dad?"

"When was I bad to him?" Chen Nuo laughed, "However, didn't I sign a contract with the company? The contract stipulates that I cannot take private jobs outside. If he wants me to advertise, I have no opinion, but I have to sign a contract. As long as the price is right, anything is fine hahahaha..."

Mother and son laughed together for a long time.

Pan Chengrong laughed: "Then you pretend you don't know, let him flatter you for two more days. When he opens his mouth, you say that the money is not enough, no talk. Cui Xueli, don't say anything later, did you hear?"

Choi Cui Xueli was at a loss, blinked her eyes and said: "Say what?"

At this time, Chen Bicheng came back, holding a bulging plastic bag in his hand, and asked in surprise: "What are you two laughing at? So happy?"

Pan Chengrong put away her smile, glanced at him calmly, and said slowly: "Oh, nothing, just chatted with my son about the photos he took in Korea, quite interesting."

Wow, this demeanor, these lines.

It's a pity Li Er didn't see it, otherwise she would know who Chen Nuo's acting skills inherited from.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 349 =====