1980 My literary era

"Teacher Lin is such a newbee! I feel that none of the teachers in the department are as good as him."

When she came out of the office, Xie Xiaojing's face was filled with exclamation. She no longer had the angry expression she had when she came in just now.

"Isn't that what you said when you came here just now?" Cui Xiaoqin said sarcastically.

Xie Xiaojing said embarrassedly: "That's all because I'm young and ignorant. Teacher Lin is worthy of being Mr. Wan's disciple, he's very capable!"

Cui Xiaoqin deeply agreed, "It's incomparable! He is only in his early twenties, but he is so good. Compared with Teacher Lin, our age is really like a dog."

Tian Zhuangzhuang said: "Don't compare with others if you know they are good. Isn't that just looking for excitement for yourself? Just compare yourself."

In the office after several people left, Xie Fei was still chatting with Lin Weimin.

He had already learned from Lin Weimin the little tricks Tian Zhuangzhuang put into inviting Lin Weimin over, "This guy is very professional and has a good brain. He just likes to be clever sometimes. Teacher Lin, don't take it to heart."

Lin Weimin smiled and said: "How could it be? In fact, I am personally quite interested in participating in the graduation works of their students. They are the first batch of top students in the directing department of Yanying after the restoration of national policies, and the success rate in the future will definitely be very high. .”

"hope so."

After chatting for a while, when talking about the original novel "Miscellaneous Notes of a Small Courtyard", Lin Weimin said: "I almost forgot. I'll use your school's phone number to make an outside call to An Yi."

Lin Weimin used Yan Ying's phone to call Huang Anyi's workplace. After waiting for more than ten minutes, the phone on the other end rang. Lin Weimin picked it up, and Huang Anyi's somewhat distorted voice came from the phone.

"For the people?" Her tone was filled with suppressed excitement.

"An Yi, hello, it's me."

"Why did you remember to call me?" Huang Anyi asked.

"Is such that……"

Lin Weimin briefly talked about how Yanying students were going to adapt "Miscellaneous Notes of a Small Courtyard". He was afraid that Huang Anyi would be worried, so he added, "I read the script and there are some problems. I have asked them to change it. I will wait for you later." I’ll ask them to send you a copy after it’s finalized.”

"I feel relieved when you are there to keep me safe." Huang Anyi said.

Lin Weimin said: "So you agree?"

"Um."

Lin Weimin gestured to Xie Fei, and then said: "The manuscript fee is set at 200 yuan, is that okay?"

"Okay." Huang Anyi's tone was calm, without much emotion.

"Okay, then it's settled."

Lin Weimin was happy and was about to hang up the phone when Huang Anyi's voice came from the phone, "Weimin..."

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, how are you lately?"

Lin Weimin said happily: "It's pretty good. I've been busy all day and don't have any free time."

"It's better to be busy..."

Both ends of the phone fell into silence. After a few seconds, Huang Anyi said: "That's it, I'll contact you when I have time."

"good."

Lin Weimin said and hung up the phone.

"Teacher Huang agreed." He said to Xie Fei.

"Thank you very much this time, Teacher Lin."

"You're too kind."

After chatting for a while, Xie Fei said that he wanted to invite Lin Weimin to be the instructor for the graduation joint project of the 1978 students.

instructor?

This is possible, after all, we have invested time and energy.

After coming out of Xie Fei's place, Lin Weimin did not leave Yan Ying directly, but found his eldest nephew.

It happened that Han Zhuangzhuang was rehearsing a sketch with several classmates. He was in the same group as Li Chengru, Li Qinqin and Zhu Lin.

Seeing Lin Weimin entering the practice room, everyone knew that he was here to see Han Zhuangzhuang. He gestured to everyone to continue, so they could only continue rehearsing.

There are more people in the practice room, and the movements of several students are obviously a little stiff, and it can be seen that they are a little nervous.

Zhu Lin tried her best to relax, but when she thought of Lin Weimin watching from the side, she felt uncomfortable all over.

After finally waiting for the rehearsal to end, Zhu Lin glanced at Lin Weimin, and their eyes crossed.

"Uncle, why didn't you leave?" Han Zhuangzhuang came up and asked.

"I came over and called you. Do you want to go to my place?" Lin Weimin asked.

Han Zhuangzhuang hesitated for a moment. The sketch was due on Monday, but when he thought about going to his uncle's house and having a few good meals, he immediately forgot about his homework.

"Then let's go."

Han Zhuangzhuang said happily.

"Don't worry, go ahead and wash your face and change your clothes."

Han Zhuangzhuang looked at himself and said, "Okay, uncle, wait for me for a while."

After saying that, he ran away, and Li Qinqin followed.

Lin Weimin, Zhu Lin, and Li Chengru were left in the practice room.

The air was silent for a few seconds, and then Li Chengru said, "Hello, Teacher Lin!"

"Are you Li Chengru?"

Li Chengru was a little surprised that Lin Weimin, a great writer, could remember his name. He felt a little lighter, "Teacher Lin, do you know me?"

"Weren't you there for the lecture that day? Zhuangzhuang often mentioned you to me."

Li Chengru grinned and said, "Zhuang Zhuang and I are good brothers!"

Lin Weimin said politely, "Thank you for taking care of Zhuang Zhuang."

"You're welcome, we are all classmates and we take care of each other."

…

Han Zhuangzhuang washed his face, put on new clothes and came back. He went back and forth for no more than three minutes, moving vigorously and resolutely, with Li Qinqin still following behind.

"Uncle, let's go."

"good."

Before leaving, Lin Weimin gave Li Chengru a look.

Boy, you really have no vision!

After the two of them left, Li Qinqin looked at Han Zhuangzhuang's figure with some disappointment.

Li Chengru's eyebrows were dancing and he said: "Hey, did you see that Teacher Lin admires me very much?"

Li Qinqin gave him a frustrated look, "I didn't see it."

"You girl, you don't have any eyesight. Did Zhu Lin see it?"

Zhu Lin didn't speak. She always felt that Lin Weimin's eyes seemed to be on her.

The two girls didn't speak. Li Chengru felt bored and left the practice room muttering to himself.

Lin Weimin and Han Zhuangzhuang were riding bicycles and passed by Yanying's basketball court and met several boys playing basketball.

"Zhuangzhuang, that guy is also a classmate of yours, right?"

Han Zhuangzhuang looked at the person Lin Weimin pointed at, "Uncle, that's Zhang Guangbei, who is in the same class as me."

"The two of you have somewhat overlapping images!"

Han Zhuangzhuang said: "Yes, the teacher also said that, saying that my image is worse than him. If there is a good role for us to compete with, I will definitely not be able to compete with him."

"It's okay. With my uncle here, you must be doing better than him."

Han Zhuangzhuang laughed heartlessly, "Thank you, uncle!"

"By the way, is that girl in your class interested in you?" Lin Weimin asked.

"Who are you talking about?"

"Is your name Li Qinqin?"

Han Zhuangzhuang hesitated for a moment, "Really?"

Lin Weimin felt helpless because of his nephew's slowness, "Your reaction is too slow. I think that girl is average. If you don't have that intention towards other girls, just speak clearly."

"I know, uncle!"

Han Zhuangzhuang was pedaling, wondering, is Li Qinqin interested in me? How did my uncle see it?

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