1980 My literary era

After staying in the guest house in Yanqing for several days, Lin Weimin really needed to clean up.

The weather is getting colder and colder now, and taking a bath in a bathhouse is simply the greatest enjoyment in the world.

Everyone is naked and no one is shy.

Han Zhuangzhuang splashed a lot of water when he entered the pool. Lin Weimin said disgustedly: "You can't be gentle."

Qu Xiaowei on the side said with envy: "My nephew is really rich."

It's full of middle-aged men who are all greasy.

"Follow his uncle!" Lin Weimin said.

Qu Xiaowei glanced sideways at Lin Weimin, that look was very hurtful.

"I'm better than you no matter what!" Lin Weimin said sarcastically.

"But I have a wife!" Qu Xiaowei said sarcastically.

"No one is the same." Lin Weimin was not to be outdone.

Qu Xiaowei sneered, "Just you?"

Lin Weimin shook his head and refused to argue with him. Not only am I tall, I am a hundred meters taller than your bangs.

Seeing Lin Weimin's reaction, Qu Xiaowei asked Han Zhuangzhuang, "Zhuangzhuang, are you really dating me?"

"I don't know!" Han Zhuangzhuang looked confused.

Does he have an old aunt? When did this happen?

Several faces flashed through Han Zhuangzhuang's mind. Which one could it be?

Lin Weimin did a good job of keeping secret, and almost no one around him knew about his love affair.

"Hey, how many months old is your Haiyan?" Lin Weimin asked.

"Four months."

Qu Xiaowei had a smile on his face.

He and Liu Haiyan got married in April, and within a few months they found out they were pregnant. He was about to become a father.

"It's so fast!" Lin Weimin sighed.

"yes!"

Qu Xiaowei touched his face and couldn't help but recall his days at the Institute of Literature.

"It's been more than two years in a flash." He looked at Lin Weimin, "Speaking of which, it seems that you have changed the most in our class."

Indeed, as Qu Xiaowei said, Lin Weimin has continued to produce works in the past two years, and almost every work has been praised and praised. Among them, "Farewell My Concubine" is a hit that has sold more than millions of copies.

Coupled with the addition of drama and novel performances, Lin Weimin's reputation is becoming more and more unique among young writers of his generation.

The writers who follow him are either much older than him, or their works are not as good as his, or their reputation is not as high as his.

Such a horizontal comparison shows that Lin Weimin is really a scorpion in the domestic literary world - the only one.

"Everyone has changed a lot! For example, Lao Jiang, who has become popular in the past two years. And Gu Hua, who has been so popular in "Furong Town" and "Wooden House Covered with Ivy"..."

"Just a few."

Qu Xiaowei's tone was filled with emotion. They were all classmates in the same class at first, but now, after only two years, the students' development has gradually formed an echelon.

Lin Weimin, Jiang Zilong, and Gu Hua, these three are considered the first among boys. They have already established their own names in the literary world, and are also very well-known among readers across the country.

The remaining people can be divided into two categories, one is the well-known ones, such as Jia Dashan, Jiao Yundian, etc., and the other is the unknown.

Qu Xiaowei belongs to the latter group. Of course, he doesn't write anymore.

Among the girls, Huang Anyi and Jin Ying are considered to have the best development, followed by Tang Kangmei who is also good, but Liu Shuhua and Huang Xiaoying are far behind.

"This is true in every industry. The development of our classmates has been very good. Except for you, everyone is still working in this industry."

Lin Weimin didn't forget to mention Qu Xiaowei when he was talking, which made him very depressed.

"You guys are awesome, who can compare with you, Lin Weimin, Lin Weimin, the great writer!"

Qu Xiaowei said sarcastically, and his sour tone made Lin Weimin couldn't help but laugh.

"Are you Teacher Lin Weimin?"

While the two were talking, a young man next to him who was about to get into the pool asked Lin Weimin with a surprised look on his face.

Lin Weimin turned around and looked over. His first reaction was: Why does this person have the head of a deer and the eyes of a rat? He still can't keep up with Chen Xiaoer, especially those two half-cut eyebrows, which are uncomfortable to look at.

The more Lin Weimin looked at this person, the more familiar he seemed. The young man asked again: "Are you really Teacher Lin Weimin?"

The high-pitched voice opened the memory door in Lin Weimin's mind, and he finally remembered.

Isn’t this Ma Dudu!

"I am, you are..."

Ma Dudu put a warm smile on his face and stretched out his hand across the pool.

"Hello, Teacher Lin, my name is Ma Dudu, and I am currently the editor of "Youth Literature"."

Of course Lin Weimin knew about Ma Dudu, but he didn't know that he was actually working as an editor now. He smiled and said, "Hey, let's go together!"

"Yes, yes, what a coincidence."

"I remember that the article "The Moon Is Full Tonight" in the China Youth Daily was written by you, right?" Lin Weimin asked.

Ma Dudu was flattered and said, "Has Teacher Lin read my masterpiece?"

Lin Weimin looked charitable, "The novel is well written."

"Thank you, thank you!"

While chatting, Ma Dudu entered the pool.

Lin Weimin's friendly and peaceful style made Ma Dudu feel like spring breeze. The conversation lasted for almost half an hour, and everyone was almost dizzy.

"Come and sit in our editorial office when you have time."

"Absolutely, I'll come and play with you later."

Ma Dudu responded with a look of honor.

Comrade Xiao Ma has a good eye in the antique business, but Teacher Lin is worried about finding someone to help collect some antiques.

After leaving the conversation behind, Ma Dudu will definitely come to Lin Weimin with his character. Who among them wouldn't want to meet two famous friends!

After returning home in the evening, Lin Weimin took the time to write a letter to Tao Huimin.

After get off work the next day, he went to Renyi and discussed the details of the adaptation of "Horse Trapper" with Ouyang Shanzun and Lan Yinhai.

The structure of "Horse Trapper" itself is very suitable for drama adaptation, but because it is too grand, it must be appropriately deleted.

The time span in the novel spans twenty years and cannot be presented in a three-act play.

Lin Weimin discussed with the two of them and finally chose the "three unities" structure, dividing the script into two parts, a total of eight acts.

The structure of "The Horse Trapper" happens to take the break between Bayin and Battelle as the midpoint, so the arrangement is appropriate.

The "Three Unities" was first proposed by Italian drama theorists during the Renaissance and later became the basic principle of European classical drama structure.

It is worth mentioning that the earliest drama written in China using the "Three Unities" structure is "Thunderstorm".

After discussing the crucial issue of script structure, Lan Yinhai joked: "For the people, this can be regarded as a tribute to Mr. Wan!"

After a few jokes, Ouyang Shanzun talked about "Farewell My Concubine" again.

The performance of "Farewell My Concubine" in Shanghai was an unprecedented success. Not only was the performance sold out, it was also reported by newspapers in Shanghai and surrounding provinces and cities.

Afraid of joining in the fun of everything, the successful performance of "Farewell My Concubine" in Shanghai has made many other cities in the country feel a bit novel.

In the early 1980s, the domestic cultural atmosphere was extremely strong, and the market for shareholder-style dramas also experienced unprecedented development.

"Many cities have sent invitations to the hospital, hoping that we can go to perform there." Ouyang Shanzun said with a bit of excitement and a bit of nostalgia in his tone: "Last time there was something like this The treatment is still the same as in the first few years of "Teahouse"."

Lin Weimin chuckled and said: "If you really want to go to the hospital, you have to hurry up and don't delay the arrangements for next year."

Lan Yinhai said: "That is to say, this can be considered a happy trouble."

Several people laughed as they spoke.

When he went to work the next day, when he was about to get off work in the afternoon, Wang Shuo found Lin Weimin with a depressed look on his face.

Lin Weimin left early and followed him to the restaurant and ordered two dishes.

"You are really right, the hotel can no longer be opened." Wang Shuo looked up to the sky and sighed.

His Tianfu Restaurant is considered one of the first private Sichuan restaurants in Yanjing City. It is not unreasonable for Sichuan cuisine to become popular in the domestic catering market in later generations. The chef Wang Shuo found is also reliable. It has only been opened for half a year. Logically speaking, it should not be so fast. Just stop eating.

But he and Xie Jing couldn't help it. Both he and Xie Jing were good-looking people with many friends. They came here just to give face, so how could they ask for money from their buddies?

With such a business method, let alone a hotel, even a golden mountain would have to be evacuated.

After persisting for half a year, Wang Shuo and Xie Jing have been unable to hold on recently. The little money they made from flipping electronic watches is about to be lost.

Lin Weimin listened to Wang Shuo's words and gloated: "What did I say? What happened? You don't have any underwear. Are you planning to come to my place for a meal?"

Wang Shuo couldn't help but glare angrily.

Lin Weimin said calmly: "It just so happens that "Contemporary" is going to feature a new batch of new people in the January issue next year. Are you interested?"

"Recommend a new person?" Wang Shuo's tone was a bit surprised.

Lin Weimin briefly explained to him, and Wang Shuo hesitated for a moment, "I won't participate anymore. I'll close the restaurant later and go back to my old business."

Of course, the old line refers to the electronic watch.

Lin Weimin didn't care, "It's up to you, then why did you come to me today?"

Wang Shuo said resentfully: "I can't come to you if I have nothing to do?"

"able."

"Made, have you ever opened your mouth?" Wang Shuo expressed admiration but also some dissatisfaction.

Lin Weimin was not angry, and said with a smile: "Since you said so, I will reveal another secret to you."

Wang Shuo suddenly became nervous, "What secret?"

"Let's get rid of the electronic watch thing. You two may not be able to do it for long."

Wang Shuo looked at Lin Weimin's nagging expression and wanted to give him a hard time.

Can't you just hope that I'll do something better?

The computer is broken, and I have to wait four or five days for a replacement. The code writing on my mobile phone has been slow these days, and the day is 6,000 for the time being. Please bear with me, and I will never buy a thin and light notebook again.