1980 My literary era

Zhang Jianjun's expression was menacing, and coupled with his tall and burly figure, and a group of classmates behind him, Jiang Wen instantly took two steps back.

Although he looks like a man on the outside, he grew up in a military compound and is full of tricks.

"Brother, I misunderstood, I am the director."

Lin Weimin doesn't know whether Jiang Wen can play Cheng Dieyi, but if he wants to play Duan Xiaolou, he won't even have to do the Taoist service.

If this kid is left alone for 37 years, he will be the leader in his small life!

"Director? Are you from the arts department?"

Zhang Jianjun was walking to the door just now, but he didn't hear everything he said, thinking that Jiang Wen was an artist.

"Where are these? I'm from the Central Academy of Drama."

Zhang Jianjun nodded, it was better not to play the role of Cheng Dieyi with the hard-working guy in front of him.

Cheng Dieyi is exclusive to Teacher Yang, are you worthy of it?

After explaining, Jiang Wen came to his senses and asked: "You are here to see the editorial department, so hurry in. The teachers are all off work."

Lin Weimin came out at this time, saw Zhang Jianjun and several others in his party, and asked, "Comrade, what can I do for you guys?"

"Teacher Lin!" Zhang Jianjun's eyes lit up when he saw Lin Weimin. He had watched Renyi's "Farewell My Concubine" countless times. He also met Lin Weimin when he was waiting for the actors at the entrance of the Capital Theater.

"you know me?"

At this time, Zhang Jianjun saw Zhu Changsheng who was packing things in the room. He said hello to Zhu Changsheng, "Teacher Zhu!"

Zhu Changsheng responded with a smile, and Zhang Jianjun said to Lin Weimin: "Hello, Teacher Lin, my name is Zhang Jianjun. I am a student of Yanjing Normal University and a loyal reader of yours..."

Lin Weimin shook hands with Zhang Jianjun and let Zhang Jianjun and several college students he brought into the office.

Then he said to his colleagues: "It's time for everyone to get off work."

Everyone was in a hurry to get off work just now, but when they saw a group of people coming in, everyone slowed down again, intending to watch the fun. Everyone was curious about the purpose of these students coming.

Lin Weimin shook his head, made a cup of tea for several students, and asked curiously: "Do you have anything to do with our editorial department?"

Zhang Jianjun said anxiously: "Teacher Lin, we are not looking for the editorial department, we are looking for you!"

"Looking for me?" Lin Weimin was stunned for a moment.

When my colleagues heard that they were not looking for the editorial department, they breathed a sigh of relief and became even more interested.

"Looking for me | for what?"

"Teacher Lin, we would like to invite you to give a speech at school."

"Speech?" Lin Weimin hesitated.

Several students around him looked at him eagerly.

"I don't seem to be very good at this!"

Seeing Lin Weimin's deliberate refusal, several students immediately began to plead with him, their expressions sincere, and their eyes revealing their hunger for knowledge and literature.

Colleagues watched this scene and laughed secretly. These students had figured out Lin Weimin's characteristics.

"Okay." After everyone begged for a while, Lin Weimin finally agreed.

The students were delighted.

Lin Weimin pointed at Jiang Wen at the door and said, "But this weekend I have promised that classmate just now to go to their school to watch the drama rehearsal. If I go to your school to give a speech, I have to wait until next weekend."

Jiang Wen was about to leave, but when he saw that Zhang Jianjun and the others did not cause trouble for him, he curiously watched the excitement at the door for a while.

Zhang Jianjun said excitedly: "It doesn't matter, let alone next week, we can afford to wait another month. Teacher Lin, that's settled."

"Okay, that's settled then."

The students achieved their goals and left happily, and so did their colleagues.

Thinking about not being able to sleep in for two weekends, Lin Weimin felt a little painful.

At the entrance of the Chinese Literature Society, Jiang Wen was going to take the bus, but Zhang Jianjun chased him up and surrounded him with several classmates.

"No, brother, I really don't want to play Cheng Dieyi! I definitely won't! Not now, not even in the future, not in this life!"

Surrounded by a group of people, Jiang Wen was so frightened that he thought he was going to be beaten. He knew that a man could bend and stretch, so he lowered his body and swore.

"Classmate, don't get me wrong. We just want to ask when your "Farewell My Concubine" will be performed tomorrow, and we also want to visit your school!" Zhang Jianjun said.

"You didn't tell me earlier!"

Jiang Wen breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately started to tremble when he saw that the other party was interested in the play he had rehearsed.

"You have come to the right person to ask me..."

Early the next morning, Lin Weimin arrived at No. 39 East Mianmian Hutong, DC District, after breakfast. It was only after he arrived that he learned that Jiang Wen and his group of students had actually borrowed the school auditorium in his name and received strong support from the school.

When Lin Weimin entered the auditorium, there were already many people sitting inside, all teachers and students of the college.

He was surprised by Jiang Wen's ability to get things done. No wonder he was able to prosper in later generations.

His seat was in the front row, and beside him were the head of the acting department and Jiang Wen, the head teacher of his acting class.

Both of them thought that Jiang Wen and Lin Weimin had a good relationship, and they kept thanking Lin Weimin for his support to Jiang Wen and other students, making Lin Weimin dumbfounded.

The auditorium of the School of Drama was specially prepared for the drama stage. As the announcer came on stage, the auditorium gradually became quiet.

On the stage, the troupe leader, Master Guan, was sitting on a chair, while Xiaodouzi and her mother were kneeling on the ground.

Hey, isn't this Teacher Lu Liping running towards a free country?

Lu Liping's appearance did not change much when she was young. Lin Weimin recognized her at a glance when she played Xiaodouzi's mother on the stage.

After Xiaodouzi finished singing "Nv Jiao'e", Cheng Dieyi and Duan Xiaolou officially appeared on stage.

Lin Weimin was relieved. He recognized Duan Xiaolou on the stage as Jiang Wen at a glance.

It's okay if he didn't play Cheng Dieyi. Although Jiang Wen said yesterday when Zhang Jianjun blocked the door that he didn't play Cheng Dieyi, Lin Weimin was still worried.

For no other reason than not to irritate my eyes.

Besides, Jiang Wen is so suitable to play Duan Xiaolou. That image is much better than Zhang Fengyi.

Lin Weimin has thought about it. If he really wants to make a movie version of "Farewell My Concubine" in the future, he must be the one to play Duan Xiaolou.

In fact, later Cheng Kaige also approached Jiang Wen to play Duan Xiaolou when he was filming "Farewell My Concubine", but he fell in love with Cheng Dieyi and insisted on playing Duan Xiaolou. In the end, the two fell apart and Jiang Wen didn't even play Duan Xiaolou. .

Cheng Dieyi on the stage was a girl, probably because she couldn't find a suitable candidate, Lin Weimin thought to himself.

Lin Weimin was delighted when Juxian appeared. Isn't this Congshan?

Last year's "Wrangler" became a huge hit, and she is now considered to be the last group of actresses in the domestic film industry.

If it were left to future generations, I would have taken on so many dramas that I wouldn't even have time to go back to school. I didn't expect that I would still have time to tinker with student dramas with Jiang Wen and the others.

"Farewell My Concubine" is a big play that lasts for several hours. For students like Jiang Wen, it is not only a test of acting skills, but also a test of stage experience and physical strength.

At the end of the performance, everyone's performance was obviously a little distorted. At the end, Cheng Dieyi's lines broke, causing the audience to burst into laughter.

Fortunately, the audience finally managed to hold on, and when the performance ended, the audience stood up and applauded.

Lin Weimin stood in the front row and applauded the actors on the stage.

Although the acting skills of these students are still very immature and there is nothing innovative in the arrangement of this drama, it is not easy to arrange and perform such a big drama.

Lin Weimin is the screenwriter of "Farewell My Concubine". He witnessed firsthand the hard work of the veteran actors with decades of acting experience in Renyi when rehearsing this play.

Therefore, he still recognized the efforts of these students. At least they had a correct attitude and did not ruin the script.

When Jiang Wen saw Lin Weimin on the stage, he ran off the stage like crazy and dragged Lin Weimin to the stage.

Lin Weimin's sheep's wool has been sorted out.

"Teacher Lin, you are here, please tell everyone a few words. It is not easy for us students to put on such a play, so you should encourage everyone."

Jiang Wen was full of pleas and pulled Lin Weimin onto the stage, "Let me introduce you to everyone. This is the author and screenwriter of "Farewell My Concubine", Teacher Lin Weimin. Today, I specially come to support our play. We welcome Teacher Lin to say a few words!"

Lin Weimin took a deep look at Jiang Wen, "You are very skilled at pulling off the tiger's skin to pull the flag!"

There was a bit of pleading in Jiang Wen's eyes.

At this time, there was a commotion in the audience.

A person's name, the shadow of a tree.

Lin Weimin's identity as a writer has long been known to everyone, but few people have seen him in person. In addition, due to the great discussion caused by his article published in "Literary News" some time ago, everyone present was naturally more curious about him.

Lin Weimin shook his head and faced the audience.

Zhang Jianjun in the audience came with a group of classmates. They are not only literature lovers, but also participate in the activities of the school drama club, so they are naturally interested in the drama arranged by the Chinese drama students.

Two girls secretly discussed: "Mr. Lin is so handsome, just like a movie star."

Zhang Jianjun looked at Lin Weimin on the stage and had to admit that God was too kind to Teacher Lin.

It doesn't matter if he is talented, he is so handsome, and the most important thing is that he is still young.

How jealous!

"Xiao Jiang is a young man with talent and ideas. In fact, he could have staged this play without finding me. Finding me would only make it more formal.

The play "Farewell My Concubine" is very difficult, it's already very difficult for you to be able to perform it..."

Now that Lin Weimin is on stage, he must give him some face.

This is a student work, so he naturally has to show some elderliness.

After praising Jiang Wen and his group of students, he also encouraged everyone to guard against arrogance and impetuosity.

People are very strange. The same words spoken by people with different identities have different effects.

Lin Weimin's speech lasted only two or three minutes, but it won the full house of applause in the auditorium, even louder than the applause of Jiang Wen and others when they took the curtain call.

On the stage, Jiang Wen led his classmates and said to Lin Weimin: "Teacher Lin, on behalf of our classmates in the 80-level acting class of China National Drama, I would like to thank you for your support!"

"Thank you, Teacher Lin, for your support!" the students on the stage also said in unison.

Lin Weimin was shocked because he was confident enough to learn acting. He felt inexplicably like a live broadcast host thanking the big brother on the list.

Third update at noon.