1980 My literary era

The National Outstanding Short and Novella Selection is one of the earliest literary awards in China. Its influence is not comparable to several literary awards named after literary figures in later generations, but it is still very influential in the literary circle.

Especially for those writers who are not yet famous, winning such an award will undoubtedly greatly increase their popularity and network of contacts.

On the other hand, for already-famous writers such as Lin Weimin and Jiang Zilong, the bonus is very limited. At most, it is just an additional honor.

After the awards ceremony, Lin Weimin's life returned to peace.

On this day, Lin Weimin received a call from Ren Hao, saying that the filming of "Cliff" was finished and the crew was disbanded on the spot. Next, he would come to Yanjing to do the post-production of the TV series, which was expected to take two or three months.

They agreed to have dinner together when they were free, and the two hung up the phone.

Two days later, Lu Yao's "Life" was officially released for sale. Lin Weimin specially called Lu Yao to tell him the news.

Lu Yao was a little excited on the phone, "I want to buy 100 copies to give away!"

Lin Weimin heard these words a little familiar.

Hey, aren't these Yoko's original words?

"Don't be busy spending money yet. I deducted the royalties from the manuscript. It's still 1,300 yuan. You still owe me 700 yuan!"

"I'll give you the next book."

Lu Yao's tone showed that he regarded money as dirt.

"Don't download this book. I'll print it next time and you can return it."

"Okay then, it's settled."

Qu Xiaowei found Lin Weimin that afternoon.

"You can lend me the courtyard next to the Forbidden City."

"Why are you borrowing the house?"

Qu Xiaowei gave Lin Weimin a look, "You don't care about me at all!"

"My brother is getting married in half a month. Haiyan's parents, brothers, sisters and several relatives are coming over then. Am I not allowed to find a place for them to live?

I plan to let them stay a few more days and have fun in Yanjing. It is too inconvenient to stay in a guest house. On that day, your family will be regarded as your mother’s family. "

This reason was very good, Lin Weimin threw the key to Qu Xiaowei.

"Go and clean it up. We have all the big stuff, but if you want to stay here, you need some bedding and daily necessities."

"Okay, just leave it alone."

Qu Xiaowei left gracefully.

Lin Weimin looked at his back and felt that this thief had been a little carried away recently.

In mid-April, Qu Xiaowei and Liu Haiyan got married. The two had obtained the certificate more than half a month ago, and today is the wedding ceremony.

Weddings in the 1980s were relatively simple, but Qu Xiaowei's family was in good condition. Unlike this era, which generally held weddings at home, the Qu family held the wedding and banquet at Huifeng Hall.

In the late Qing Dynasty, a number of restaurants with built-in stages and large banquets appeared in Yanjing. They were named after Tang. Those who come to eat in the hall are not ordinary nobles, and those who can come to hold banquets in the hall are not ordinary people.

These dining halls witnessed various festive events in the upper class society in the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China.

In the past, there were eight major halls in Yanjing City. There are different opinions. The most common ones are Huifeng Hall, Huixian Hall, Fushou Hall, Tianfu Hall, Fuqing Hall, Tonghe Hall, Qinghe Hall, and Juxian Hall. Each of these eight halls has its own characteristics and particularities.

However, Huifengtang is the only one that can persist until now.

Huifengtang opened in 1858, specializing in Shandong cuisine. It was first opened on Yinsi Street outside Qianmen, and later moved to Cuiwei Road. The plaque personally given by the Empress Dowager Cixi still hangs in the store.

Their family only accepts banquets for weddings and funerals, not casual banquets.

Qu Xiaowei's family holds weddings and banquets here. Not to mention anything else, the faces of the bride Liu Haiyan and her family are all bright.

On the day of the wedding, Qu Xiaowei's family found a Lada as their wedding car. It was unusually high-end for this time in 1982.

Lin Weimin's two-wheeled motorcycle could only be used for picking up passengers... and transporting relatives.

After helping him for a long time, Lin Weimin was finally able to sit down and eat during the wedding banquet. The specialty of Huifengtang is traditional Shandong cuisine combined with Jiaodong seafood, but Lin Weimin stared at the "nine-turn large intestine" on the table. It's not easy to eat such a decent "large intestine".

Today Zheng Guo and Yao Shuzhi also came and sat next to Lin Weimin. They had almost eaten. As they chatted, Lin Weimin asked: "When will you two do things?"

Yao Shuzhi looked at Zheng Guo, who was still busy with the dishes in the bowl, "No matter what, it will have to be next year, right?"

Lin Weimin observed the expressions of the two men. This was probably called the difference in offensive and defensive momentum.

It was Zheng Guo who was interested in Yao Shuzhi at the beginning, but he had to help himself to succeed. Now that he had succeeded, Zheng Guo was no longer anxious, and became anxious like Yao Shuzhi.

After the wedding, Lin Weimin helped Qu Xiaowei send his relatives back to the courtyard next to the Forbidden City.

"Oh, thank you so much Weimin for today." Liu Haiyan's mother said.

"Auntie, you're too polite. Xiaowei and Haiyan and I are all friends, and this is what we should do. Auntie, if there's nothing else to do, I'll leave first."

"For the people, don't worry, come and sit for a while."

Liu Haiyan's mother said again: "It's really hard to find a friend like you even with a lantern!"

Liu Haiyan's mother had already heard from her daughter about Lin Weimin's identity. He was both a great writer and an editor of the Chinese Literature Society. They go out riding motorcycles, and even the courtyard they live in now belongs to someone else.

My son-in-law is quite good, but compared with Lin Weimin, he is almost useless.

"Auntie, you're flattered." Lin Weimin said politely.

Liu Haiyan's mother asked: "I heard from our Haiyan that you are still single now?"

"Ah, yes." Lin Weimin was a little surprised.

"Why don't you have a friend?"

Lin Weimin said perfunctorily: "I haven't met the right one yet."

The two were talking when Liu Haiyan, who had just seen off the guests, entered the room. She was dressed as a bride. When she saw her mother pulling Lin Weimin to talk, the conversation between her mother and her second aunt last night immediately echoed.

"Mom, you should rest early and stop talking. I have to go back to work in the afternoon to serve the people."

Interrupted by her daughter, Liu Haiyan's mother glared at her covertly and sent Lin Weimin out of the house with a smile.

After Lin Weimin left, Liu Haiyan's mother scolded: "You just got married and you forgot about your family?"

Liu Haiyan said impatiently: "Mom, I told you not to mess around with mandarin ducks. After all, I am a great writer for the people. I am good-looking, rich, talented, and have a decent job. What do I want to find but can't find? Too many The young gay girl expresses a favorable impression of him, but he is too high-minded to look down on him."

"Your second sister is not bad either, okay?"

"My second sister is not bad, but her conditions are better! Just stop thinking about it."

Liu Haiyan's mother was criticized a few times by her daughter, scolding her for forgetting her mother when she had her husband's family. Liu Haiyan comforted her mother and left the house.

At this time, Lin Weimin had left. Liu Haiyan smiled bitterly at Qu Xiaowei, "My mother hasn't given up yet."

Qu Xiaowei laughed and said: "It's normal. Weimin is now the Tang Monk in "Journey to the West". What woman wouldn't be greedy after seeing it?"

Then Qu Xiaowei cited the example of Huang Anyi, who came to Yanjing a few days ago, "Anyi has been interested in serving the people since she was at the Institute of Literature. This time, I see, she has not given up this thought. "

Liu Haiyan wondered: "Hey, do you think he really doesn't know how to serve the people?"

Qu Xiaowei thought for a while and said, "It's a bit confusing to say that he doesn't understand the style, but he's not that stupid. He probably just doesn't like her."

"Then what does he like?"

"What else can I like? Like a fairy daughter." Qu Xiaowei concluded.

After all, he was Lin Weimin's good friend. Qu Xiaowei immediately hit the point.

Looking good is the most important thing.

"Don't think about that old bachelor. It doesn't matter what he likes. The most important thing is what I like."

Qu Xiaowei hugged Liu Haiyan, who was still thinking, with a malicious smile on his face.

Liu Haiyan rolled her eyes at him charmingly.

The two of them rode bicycles and strolled to their love nest.

In mid-April, the annual performance of "The Intouchables" ended again.

Throughout the performance season, the play became more and more popular and its influence grew, with its reputation spreading beyond Yanjing.

So I approached Lin Weimin and said that Zhijiang Repertory Theater hoped to get authorization to perform "The Intouchables".

To use the script of "The Intouchables", it is inevitable to charge an extra royalty, and Lin Weimin is happy to see this happen.

"Now in China, the most powerful ones are probably our Yanjing People's Art Theater and Shanghai People's Art Theatre. They put on a few plays every year and occasionally throw in the towel. As for other local drama troupes, they are subject to various factors. There are not many plays that are both well-received and well-received, and the script is the biggest problem."

So Zhi said worriedly.

In recent years, the domestic cultural sector has been booming, and the drama industry has also benefited a lot. However, compared with the great development of other industries, the development of drama still seems to be somewhat insufficient.

"It can't be achieved overnight. The art of drama requires soil to cultivate the audience. There is no need to rush." ​​Lin Weimin said.

So Zhi nodded, "That's right. Okay, then it's settled. I'll inform Zhijiang to use the script for "The Intouchables", and I'll ask them to send you the manuscript fee later."

"Okay, it's all up to you."

After leaving the arts industry, Lin Weimin met Han Zhuangzhuang who was hanging out with Liang Guanhua.

Why does this kid only hang out with men all day long?

"Uncle, would you like to invite Guanhua to your house for dinner tonight?"

"Okay, you cook."

Han Zhuangzhuang patted his chest, "No problem!"

When these two foodies entered the house, Lin Weimin's rice vat suffered a disaster.

While eating, Han Zhuangzhuang said, "Uncle, please help me write a script when you have time."

Lin Weimin looked at him sideways, which probably meant, young man, do you know what you are talking about now.

I am a contestant who earns twelve yuan per thousand words. You want me to write a script for you?

"Why do you want me to write a script for you? There aren't enough dramas for you to act in?"

Han Zhuangzhuang said: "But I can't get into the role, so I have to wait for others to assign me. Guanhua is even worse. He is just a student in the training class and can only arrange students' homework. Uncle, please get me a script and let me We both have a great time."

"You won't be able to get on stage even if I write."

"We entertain ourselves."

Unable to resist Han Zhuangzhuang's request, Lin Weimin reluctantly agreed.

Unexpectedly, Han Zhuangzhuang started to make new requests, "Uncle, I think our script is best designed to have two protagonists. You can write that Guanhua and I are long-lost brothers..."

"roll!"

Just give him some color and open a dyeing workshop. He is talking about Han Zhuangzhuang.

"If you don't want to write, don't write. Why are you scolding me?" Han Zhuangzhuang pulled Liang Guanhua and hid with his head shrinking.

Lin Weimin shook his head helplessly. He came to the study. Since he agreed to Han Zhuangzhuang, it was no big deal to satisfy his wish.

Han Zhuangzhuang and Liang Guanhua, one is an actor who can't act, and the other is a student in a training class. Lin Weimin doesn't intend to write any serious works for you, just a sketch will be enough.

Sketch was originally a project set up by performing arts units to examine the learning progress of students.

At the first CCTV Spring Festival Gala in 1983, Yan Shunkai performed "Ah Q's Monologue", using the performance form of "sketch" for the first time. With the strong influence of the first Spring Festival Gala, sketches also became popular among ordinary people. A popular performance form.

There are too many sketches that Lin Weimin has watched, and any one of them is a masterpiece.

He searched for those works in his memory. They were too far away from the present and must conform to the current social environment and living conditions.

It doesn't work if the character's traces of an actor are too strong, just like those sketches by Chen Xiaoer. If the leading actor hadn't been him, would there have been so many laughs?

After much thought, Lin Weimin thought of a sketch.

To say that the sketch actor had the least sense of presence on the Spring Festival Gala stage in those years, Teacher Huang Hong would definitely be ranked high.

In the sketches he performed, you felt that if someone else had performed it, the audience wouldn't have noticed.

"Yang Bailao and Huang Shiren" belongs to the type of newly compiled stories.

The original well-known model opera was changed into a sketch. Due to the changes of the times, the positions of Huang Shiren and Yang Bailao were reversed, and conflicts arose.

The roles of the two leading actors are equally matched, but the personal characteristics of the actors are not overemphasized. It is a play within a play, so it is a perfect work for Han Zhuangzhuang and Liang Guanhua to practice.

Lin Weimin can't remember when the Spring Festival Gala started to suck, but at least in his childhood, it brought countless happiness to all Chinese people, and now it can still provide material for himself.

Or maybe the Spring Festival Gala has never been bad, but we are just more informed now.

After spending one night preparing the script for Han Zhuangzhuang, Lin Weimin threw the script in his nephew's face early the next morning.

Han Zhuangzhuang took the script with suspicious eyes and said, "Uncle, you have finished it in just one night. Don't fool your nephew!"

"Do you want love?"

Han Zhuangzhuang held the script in his arms, "How can I not want it!"

Arriving at Renyi in the morning, Han Zhuangzhuang only rehearses for one role in "Farewell My Concubine". He spends very little time rehearsing on the stage every day. Most of the time, young directors in the theater lead young actors like them to rehearse. Those old plays hone their stage experience and acting skills.

Taking advantage of his free time in the afternoon, Han Zhuangzhuang found Liang Guanhua and took out the script.

"Teacher Lin so fast?"

"That's right, you don't know that my old uncle has a nickname called 'Quick Gunner'?" Han Zhuangzhuang said proudly.

This was the first time Liang Guanhua heard about it, and he couldn't help but sigh at how efficient Teacher Lin was.

The two of them came together to study the script carefully, and they burst out laughing after just reading it for a while.

"Haha, Teacher Lin's script is so funny."

"Hey, it's interesting to think about it. Guanhua, you can play Yang Bailao."

"Okay. By the way, this still requires the role of 'director'."

Han Zhuangzhuang scratched his head and said, "We still need to find someone."

Liang Guanhua thought for a moment and said, "Let me recruit someone from our training class."

"This script is written for a female director, so you have to find a female classmate."

"No problem, there are several female classmates in our class."