70: Old Chen, I've missed you so much!

Under the clear blue sky, a flight from Bangkok, Thailand to Yanjing landed.

Huang Bo stood at the airport exit, his signature smile on his face, as he looked at Chen Le, Wang Baoqiang, and the others, waving goodbye to them.

"Director Chen, this cooperation was truly pleasant. If there are any good scripts in the future, remember to find me first!" Huang Bo's words carried a hint of reluctance to part.

Chen Le smiled and nodded, "Alright, Brother Bo, if there's a good opportunity, I definitely won't forget you. See you next time!"

"Baoqiang, Old Zhang, let's keep in touch more after we go back, don't forget me." Huang Bo then looked at Wang Baoqiang and Zhang Songwen, saying with a smile.

Hearing this, Zhang Songwen smiled and stepped forward, giving Huang Bo a hug.

"I'll definitely contact you. When I'm not acting, I'm usually at the Beijing Film Academy. If you want to hang out, you can find me there!" He continued to smile.

Afterward, Wang Baoqiang also gave Huang Bo a hug, offering words of blessing.

After Huang Bo left, Chen Le looked at Wang Baoqiang and Zhang Songwen and asked with a smile, "Baoqiang, Teacher Songwen, what are your plans?"

Zhang Songwen nodded slightly and said, "I've been out filming for so long that I need to go back to the school for a while. I'll probably stay there for some time."

"Baoqiang, what about you?" Chen Le looked at Wang Baoqiang.

Seeing this, he thought for a moment and said, "I've been out for so long, I want to go home and see my parents."

He was still thinking about his parents; ever since he filmed lost on journey, life at home had improved.

With the economic pressure reduced, he naturally wanted to spend more time with his parents.

"Alright, then you guys stay safe. I won't see you off." Chen Le nodded.

After the three said their goodbyes, they left the airport separately.

Zhang Songwen returned to the school. Every time he went out to film, his classes would be suspended for quite some time.

Fortunately, he wasn't a permanent faculty member; his classes could start or stop at any time.

As soon as he returned to the school, Dean Wang came looking for him, asking him to hold a performance seminar to talk about his experience filming in Thailand and such.

Zhang Songwen felt a bit helpless seeing this.

But since it was Dean Wang who came looking, he could only accept.

He had originally wanted to rest for a few days before going back to teach.

Just like that, Zhang Songwen had to continue working right after returning.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Wang Baoqiang was preparing to go home to see his parents.

He had already booked his plane ticket. Just a few hours after getting off one plane, he boarded another.

After a few hours of travel, he finally reached home in the evening.

At this time, his house was brightly lit.

Since the renovation, his house had become the best-looking one in their village.

Everyone in the village knew that Wang Baoqiang's family had produced a big star and that they couldn't be bullied easily.

Village people in this era were like that; if you were poor, you were bullied.

Perhaps you did nothing else wrong, but your biggest mistake was being poor.

Now that Wang Baoqiang had suddenly become a big star, they would all rush to flatter him.

Wang Baoqiang rode a brand-new motorcycle toward home; it was a new bike he had just bought.

It wasn't that he didn't want to buy a car, but he felt it would be too high-profile, and the village roads weren't good; a motorcycle was better than a car.

He knew how to drive a car, but his father didn't.

If he bought a car, he couldn't drive it back to Yanjing, and leaving it at home would be a waste if no one drove it.

However, even though he only bought a motorcycle, it was a major event in this poor small village.

After all, motorcycles in this era weren't cheap. In an era where the average monthly income in this village was only one or two thousand, buying a motorcycle worth several thousand or even ten thousand was definitely something that brought prestige.

As Wang Baoqiang rushed home on his motorcycle, the roar of the engine echoed in the quiet village, immediately attracting the attention of many villagers.

It was currently the slack season for farming, and many idle old men and women were chatting and gossiping under the big tree in the village.

This spot was the only way into the village, so they saw Wang Baoqiang immediately.

Seeing Wang Baoqiang return on a motorcycle, their faces showed looks of shock.

Although Wang Baoqiang had previously spent over a hundred thousand to renovate his home, it didn't bring as much shock as this motorcycle.

"Baoqiang, why are you back so soon? It's not even the end of the year yet?" an old woman asked.

However, Wang Baoqiang didn't pay attention and headed straight home.

Seeing that Wang Baoqiang ignored her, the old woman whispered, "So impolite. Just because he made some money, he's forgotten how to respect his elders."

Wang Baoqiang didn't hear her and quickly reached home.

When Father Wang and Mother Wang saw Wang Baoqiang return on a motorcycle, they were very surprised.

"Baoqiang, why are you back..."

...On the other side, Chen Le returned home.

The house was very clean, but Yang Mi wasn't home.

Since Palace became a massive hit, various advertising endorsements, variety show invitations, and Film Crew invitations had been non-stop, leaving her with no time to rest.

She was running all over the country every day, even busier than during the promotion period.

Now Yang Mi wasn't in Yanjing, but the house was cleaned every few days. This was a domestic service Yang Mi hired to clean the house regularly.

So as soon as Chen Le returned, the house was clean.

In the following days, Chen Le began to complete the post-production work for lost in thailand.

Since Yang Mi wasn't around, he naturally had to hurry with the work, working with the post-production team at the company to edit the film, striving to get lost in thailand released during the Summer Season.

Five or six days passed, and Yang Mi returned to Yanjing.

That day, Chen Le took time to go to the airport to pick her up.

Yang Mi got off the plane.

Arriving at the airport exit, she saw Chen Le's figure.

She was already incredibly familiar with Chen Le's figure; she could pick him out from a crowd with just one glance.

"Old Chen, long time no see, I missed you so much! I've been so busy these days." Yang Mi hugged Chen Le, hanging onto him somewhat regardless of her image.

Seeing this, Chen Le's eyes held a gentle look, and he said with a smile, "I missed you too. We haven't seen each other for almost two months."

"Mhm, mhm, mhm, I've really been so busy these days, all variety shows and advertising endorsements. I have to film variety shows and commercials every day, I'm exhausted." Yang Mi began to complain.

"I feel so much pressure and nowhere to vent. Luckily it's finished these past few days, and I have time to rest." Yang Mi buried her head in Chen Le's chest, smelling his scent, feeling very at peace.

"Yeah, Mi Mi, don't hold me for now, many people are watching." Chen Le said in a low voice when he saw people around watching.

"It's fine, I'm wearing a mask anyway." Yang Mi shook her head.

Chen Le was helpless and could only continue holding her.

Later, Chen Le and Yang Mi returned home.

Like rain after a long drought, the two stayed in the room for a whole day before quenching the unbearable longing in their hearts.

Over the next few days, Chen Le returned to the company to continue editing, while Yang Mi watched from the side, feeding the young single people a mouthful of dog food.