1980 My literary era

The two of them said a few words and then had nothing to say.

Zhu Lin said: "Teacher Lin, could you please sign for me?"

"Of course." Lin Weimin responded happily.

Zhu Lin said thank you and hurried to the dormitory to get a copy of "People's Literature".

After signing for her, Lin Weimin handed "People's Literature" back to her. He accidentally touched her finger, and Zhu Lin's face turned red.

Lin Weimin swore that he really didn't mean it.

The shy posture of the young version of the King of the Daughter Kingdom is quite attractive. The only drawback is probably that he is a few years older than him.

But for men, a woman’s age is not an issue, her appearance is.

With random thoughts, Lin Weimin returned to the teacher's office. After get off work in the afternoon, he had another dinner at Yanying, and Ni Zhen came to invite Lin Weimin.

The two came to a classroom, and Lin Weimin was a little surprised when he saw the crowd of people in the classroom.

"this……"

Ni Zhen smiled and said: "I'm sorry, Teacher Lin. I originally invited you to give lectures to the students in our acting class, but the news spread to several departments next door, and many students came over spontaneously. Teacher Lin, your influence It’s so powerful!”

Lin Weimin wondered, when did he become so influential? If you just say that you want to give a lecture at a university, college students will flock to you?

He walked up to the podium with questions in his mind, and then saw that many students had a copy of "People's Literature" on their desks or in their hands.

Only then did Lin Weimin realize that everyone was a fan of "Farewell My Concubine".

It seems that I still underestimated the influence of "Farewell My Concubine"!

Standing on the podium, Lin Weimin took a cursory look. The classroom that could originally accommodate forty or fifty people was now conservatively estimated to be crowded with at least a hundred people. Many students were sitting in two seats, and many were standing. In the hallway or at the back of the classroom.

The people sitting in the middle of the classroom are all students from the performance class. Lin Weimin was invited by teacher Ni Zhen. Today is the home venue of the performance class.

Lin Weimin observed carefully and saw many familiar faces from later generations.

Is that Li Chengru who "does not seek the best, but seeks the most expensive"?

That Zhang Guangbei who acted in the old version of "Three Kingdoms"?

Li Qinqin, a professional aunt, Zhu Lin, the king of the daughter country, eh? Is this Zhao Baogang? This guy is actually an actor?

Looking further away, many are no longer students in the acting class.

Lin Weimin vaguely felt that there should be a few familiar faces, but unfortunately they were a bit far away and couldn't see clearly.

The moment he stood on the stage, he was busy counting stars. He didn't have time to speak. It would be bad to stay silent for too long.

In fact, when Lin Weimin was observing the students under the podium, these students were also observing him.

"Is this Lin Weimin? So young?" Zhang Guangbei said to Zhao Baogang next to him.

Zhao Baogang, who is 26 years old this year, looks a little anxious. It is not inconsistent to say that he is in his thirties, "Maybe he has a tender face?"

Zhang Guangbei said sarcastically: "Compared with you, Lao Zhao, who doesn't have a tender face?"

"Your uncle!"

The students under the podium were whispering.

"Hello everyone! Today I was invited by Teacher Ni Zhen to share my creative experience with the students in the acting class. I didn't expect so many students to come. We should all be students of Yan Ying, right? Are you not? Raise your hand. have a look."

After Lin Weimin finished speaking, a few people in the crowd actually raised their hands.

"Which school do you go to?"

"Teacher Lin, we are from the Agricultural University next door."

Lin Weimin nodded and said to Teacher Ni Zhen under the podium: "Teacher Ni, please note that these students will be charged separately later!"

Several students from Agricultural University suddenly looked stunned, and then seeing the joking smile on Lin Weimin's face, they immediately realized that it was a joke.

The students in the classroom burst into laughter.

After Li Qinqin finished laughing, he whispered to Zhu Lin, "Teacher Lin is so funny!"

Zhu Lin looked at Lin Weimin on the podium. She had only said a few words, but she could feel that he seemed to have a completely different temperament when he stood on the podium than when she met him at noon, as if he was glowing.

When the laughter in the classroom calmed down, Lin Weimin opened his mouth and continued: "Because it was a spur-of-the-moment idea and there was no preparation, so I can only think of what to say. If you have anything you can't figure out or think something is wrong, you are welcome to interrupt at any time. Let's discuss it together..."

When Lin Weimin said this, he didn't know who was taking the lead in the classroom, and applause burst out inexplicably.

"Okay, let's get to the point. What I want to share with you today is..."

On the podium, Lin Weimin shared the content confidently and generously. The students in the audience listened very carefully. Lin Weimin felt that their eyes were bright.

In the classroom filled with students, as time passed, the air became turbid and the temperature rose. Many people felt the heat, but everyone's attention was focused on Lin Weimin on the podium, and they had no energy to think about other things. .

Teacher Ni Zhen stood near the door of the classroom, which was very different from the students present. He was standing from the teacher's perspective, and he would unconsciously look at Lin Weimin's perspective with scrutiny.

After listening for a while, he admired Lin Weimin in his heart.

As the saying goes, hearing is false and seeing is believing. No matter how popular the printed words in the book are, seeing Lin Weimin's young face, he couldn't help but feel a little distrust in his heart.

But after just ten minutes of listening, Lin Weimin explained the techniques in literary creation in a simple and easy-to-understand way, and also related a lot of script creation and performance content. His breadth of knowledge made Ni Zhen ashamed.

"Hey, Zhu Lin, did you understand everything Teacher Lin said?" Li Qinqin asked Zhu Lin.

Zhu Lin hesitated for a moment. If she said she didn't understand at this time, wouldn't it seem a bit like Teacher Lin's explanation was not good?

"Um."

Li Qinqin was immediately troubled and turned to look at Han Zhuangzhuang, who was staring straight at the podium with his big eyes, extremely serious, "Zhuangzhuang, do you understand?"

Han Zhuangzhuang said simply: "I don't understand!"

The strong contrast between before and after made Li Qinqin a little speechless, "I don't understand, why are you acting so serious?"

"You don't understand. You have to listen even if you don't understand. My uncle was invited by me. As a nephew, I have to support him.

Moreover……"

When Han Zhuangzhuang said this, he hesitated for two seconds, and finally decided to tell the truth, "My uncle will definitely test me when he comes down. I have to listen carefully."

Li Qinqin looked at his innocent look and felt inexplicably happy, "What a great guy! It's rare that he actually knows how to attend class properly."

Time passed slowly, and Lin Weimin, who was standing on the podium, said: "Okay, I will share so much with you today. Next is the communication and interaction session. Students can put forward anything they want to communicate with me."

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