1980 My literary era
Chapter 282 Visitors from Xiangjiang
There was a heavy snowfall in Yanjing on New Year's Eve, and the entire city of Yanjing was shrouded in white snow.
It's cold before frost and cold after snow.
There are almost no people working on the street, but there are many people out to play.
Lin Weimin's Yamaha 125 was driving slowly on the road. The cold wind blew across his cheeks and poured into his neck. It was very refreshing, but Teacher Lin's heart was burning.
Starting today, Teacher Lin stands up.
Riding a motorcycle all the way to the broadcasting compound on Nanlishi Road, the bungalow in a corner of the compound was the temporary residence of the "Dream of Red Mansions" writing team.
Today is New Year's Day, a legal holiday, but it has nothing to do with the three big animals of the "Dream of Red Mansions" writing team.
Accepting the job of the "Dream of Red Mansions" TV series is not only an honor, but also a responsibility and a shackles. One billion people across the country are watching.
Lin Weimin pushed the door open and entered, bringing in a gust of cold wind.
Zhou Ling was nestled in a corner of the office, chewing steamed buns, and writing at the desk. He saw that he had worked hard until late last night, and had not cleaned up when he got up early, so he went into work.
The cold wind suddenly blew, and he couldn't help but shrink his neck. The other two screenwriters were in a similar state to him.
Before the script of "Dream of Red Mansions" was completely finalized, the three of them were at risk of sudden death on the spot every day.
"Teacher Lin is here!"
The three screenwriters greeted Lin Weimin, who took out the script and said, "Read it a little slower."
Zhou Lei took the script and saw the dense annotations on the script at a glance. His scalp went numb when he saw it, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly.
He handed the script to Liu Genglu and Zhou Ling. The three of them looked at each other, and the wry smiles on their faces deepened.
The script compilation of "Dream of Red Mansions" was very intense. In fact, it started in May this year and the first draft was handed in in December. The pressure and workload of the three screenwriters can be imagined.
Lin Weimin also understood them very well and said with a smile: "This is my advice as a consultant. It is your business to listen or not. Don't feel pressure."
"Teacher Lin, don't get me wrong. We don't have any objections. The main reason is that your revision opinions involve too much content. I'm afraid it won't be written in a short time."
"Haha, I still say the same thing. The decision is yours, don't feel pressure." Lin Weimin's tone was calm and his attitude was friendly.
Even though he said this, Zhou Lei and the others did not dare to neglect.
Every invited member of the advisory committee is a great god. Among the dozens of great minds on Lin Weimin's advisory committee, there is something special, mainly reflected in their age.
He is really too young, and his youth makes people jealous.
But precisely because of this, it feels even more terrifying.
When you are in your twenties, you can be on an equal footing with many of your predecessors. What about twenty years later?
Or, what about when he reaches the age of the great figures on the advisory board today?
Then you can’t become a sperm?
We all belong to the literary circle. How dare you neglect such people?
Even if the voices criticizing Lin Weimin are flying everywhere now, so what? Even if Lin Weimin comes out of hibernation for ten years, he will only be in his early thirties.
Zhang Ailing said: Become famous as early as possible. If you come too late, happiness will not be so satisfying.
For someone like Lin Weimin who became famous at a young age, talent is naturally a gift from God, but age is like an indestructible sword from heaven. No matter how dissatisfied you are with others, as long as you can't kill them, you will definitely will be wounded by his sword.
"What are you talking about? Without your valuable opinions, there would be no wonderful script!" Zhou Lei said politely.
Lin Weimin is indeed very young in age, but his skill in drama creation is real. Zhou Lei has watched his "The Intouchables" and "Farewell My Concubine" more than once, and he boasts that he cannot reach Lin Weimin's level. .
After chatting with a few people for a while, Lin Weimin left the office and unexpectedly ran into Ren Hao.
"Teacher Lin!" Ren Hao shouted in surprise.
"Director Ren!" Lin Weimin greeted.
He saw a middle-aged man wearing glasses and carrying a press bag next to Ren Hao. He didn't want to say more and wanted to leave after saying hello.
However, Ren Hao took him and introduced him proactively: "Reporter Li, this is our original author Lin Weimin and Teacher Lin of "Latent", as well as the original author and screenwriter of "Cliff"."
"Teacher Lin, this is reporter Li Xiangyang from Yanjing Youth Daily!"
Lin Weimin had no choice but to stop and shake hands. The middle-aged man whom Ren Hao called Reporter Li's eyes lit up when he heard Lin Weimin's name.
"Teacher Lin is really young and promising. Seeing is better than hearing a hundred times..."
Reporter Li was a good talker. He held Lin Weimin's hand and refused to let go. It looked like he had bad intentions.
Just when Lin Weimin was impatiently preparing to say goodbye and leave, reporter Li finally spoke.
"Teacher Lin, would you like to be interviewed by our Yanjing Youth Daily?"
"Interview me? What can I do to interview you?" Lin Weimin pretended to be dumbfounded.
Li Xiangyang's smile was meaningful, "Teacher Lin, you are a very informative interview subject!"
From Li Xiangyang's smile, Lin Weimin could see the ridicule, but there was no hostility.
He also said easily: "Let's forget it. I am now a street rat that everyone calls for beating."
"Hahaha, Teacher Lin was joking. When your work is published, there will naturally be good and bad comments. I particularly like your work.
You are usually too low-key, and I have never had the opportunity to interview you. We happened to meet each other today, so we might as well chat together.
There has been a lot of public opinion about your content recently. Don’t you want to respond? "
Although he thought Li Xiangyang might be a very good interviewer, Lin Weimin still remembered everyone's advice to him.
"No, no, no."
Lin Weimin's refusal only aroused Li Xiangyang's interest. He had recently been planning to write an article about Lin Weimin and his controversial novel "Lover". Today, he finally met the real owner. How could he let go so easily? What happened?
"Say a few words, Teacher Lin. I'll just take you a while and say a few words!"
Li Xiangyang seemed to be a decent person, but he was unexpectedly difficult to deal with, making Lin Weimin almost mistakenly think that he had met the paparazzi of later generations.
Lin Weimin was a little helpless when he encountered such a stupid plaster.
"What do you want me to say? Whether it's a good review or a negative review, it's the readers' right, so let them say it!
If I had to say it, I would only have one sentence.
Let the bullets fly for a while! "
Let the bullets fly for a while?
Li Xiangyang savored Lin Weimin's words carefully, and the more he smacked them, the more delicious they became. He was so inspired that he didn't care about making an appointment with Lin Weimin for an interview.
He decided that the title of the review article about Lin Weimin and "Lover" would be "Let the Bullets Fly for a while."
Hey, although I didn't get an appointment with Lin Weimin for an interview, the polish of this sentence should be enough.
This is considered a statement after all, right?
Li Xiangyang thought happily.
Back at home in Tuanjie Lake, Tao Huimin was sitting boredly on the sofa watching TV, waiting for him.
"You're back? Have you eaten?" Like a newlywed wife, she took Lin Weimin's leather jacket and hung it on the hanger at the door.
"Not yet. Aren't we going to come back and eat with you?"
Teacher Lin couldn't help but hugged her, skin to skin touching, breathing rapidly.
Young people, don’t know what moderation is!
Lunch was changed to dinner, and Teacher Lin was satisfied with the meal.
In the cold winter, it got dark very early outside. After dinner, the two of them sat on the sofa. Tao Huimin was watching TV leaning on Lin Weimin's shoulder, and Lin Weimin was returning home.
"Your film "Latent" is so beautiful!" she said suddenly.
Last night was New Year's Eve, and "Latent", the second work adapted from Lin Weimin's novel, was once again on CCTV and became the new year's drama.
Because of Tao Huimin's sudden arrival, Teacher Lin couldn't control it last night and missed the first day of "Latent".
This morning, Tao Huimin was bored at home and happened to watch the replay of the TV series.
The two of them chatted with each other in annoying words. At eight o'clock, the CCTV program started to play again, and they quietly enjoyed the TV series.
Lin Weimin's "Latent" was born out of the TV series before time travel. When it was changed back to the TV series, it impeccably restored the style of the original work in terms of plot settings, conflicts, and characters.
The only flaw is probably that the performances of actors in this era are still somewhat stylized, looking a bit rigid and not so natural.
Of course, this is because Lin Weimin has the experience of watching dramas before time travel for comparison.
In fact, "Insidious" was exciting enough for television viewers in the 1980s.
Just like now, Tao Huimin stared at the TV screen with her eyes like autumn water without blinking, not noticing at all that there was something extra in her vital parts.
Young people don’t know what moderation is.
Another sleepless night!
It is said that Wenwen Township is the Tomb of Heroes.
In the past, Teacher Lin didn’t believe this.
How can a man who is a dignified man indulge in personal affairs with his children? I cannot let a woman take up too much of my energy.
But the experiences of the past few days have taught Teacher Su Lin a lesson.
At any time, don’t talk too much.
Without practice, there is no right to speak.
Which one of Shang Zhou and Fu Chai is not a hero and is not more awesome than you, Teacher Lin?
How did it end?
Haven't you become a coward addicted to beauty?
After a hard time, he gained wisdom, and Teacher Lin grew up again.
A few days later, there was another knock on the door of the Tuanjie Lake apartment building.
When the door opened, Tan Chaoyang looked at Lin Weimin's face and was shocked.
"Hey! What's going on with you?"
Lin Weimin touched his cheek, "What's wrong?"
Tan Chaoyang sighed in his heart. It must be because of the recent ups and downs outside. He pretended to be strong when he was at work. Now that he is locked up at home for so many days on vacation, it must be uncomfortable.
well!
Comrade Lao Qin expressed deep sympathy, and at the same time he hated those little people who made trouble.
"For the people, who?"
At this time, a beautiful and refined figure suddenly appeared in the living room and asked Lin Weimin.
"The leader of our unit." Lin Weimin said, looking at the old man behind Tan Chaoyang.
While Lin Weimin and Tan Chaoyang were talking, the old man looked at Lin Weimin with a bit of curiosity and surprise.
Tan Chaoyang is in his sixties, and the old man following him looks to be in his sixties. The two old men arrived hand in hand, and Lin Weimin quickly invited them into the house.
"Come in quickly! Come in quickly!"
Tao Huimin hurriedly poured a cup of hot tea for the two guests. Tan Chaoyang heard Liu Yin say that this young girl should be Lin Weimin's girlfriend.
It looks like the two of them are living together now?
Tsk tsk tsk, young man, fallen!
"Weimin, do you still remember Cheng Yiqiu, deputy editor-in-chief of "Sing Tao Evening News" who called Lao Yan's office before?" Tan Chaoyang asked with a serious face.
Lin Weimin nodded, "Of course I remember."
Being treated as a bumpkin and a beggar made a deep impression on Teacher Lin.
Qin Chaoyang raised his hand and introduced the old man beside him, "This is Mr. Liu Yichang, the editor-in-chief of "Sing Tao Evening News"."
Lin Weimin's expression was surprised. What did this mean?
"Hello, Mr. Lin."
Liu Yichang said hello, with a somewhat apologetic smile on his face, and said: "Mr. Lin, I'm really sorry. Deputy Editor Cheng is actually a serious and responsible person at work. But it is precisely because he is serious and responsible. , sometimes it is inevitable to make a joke when doing things. I came here specially to apologize to you on behalf of our "Sing Tao Evening News" and Deputy Editor Cheng."
The old comrade who was over sixty years old said sincerely to himself that he was sorry, and Lin Weimin couldn't be punished.
I just stopped caring about the world for a few days, and my status is so high? Is it worth it for the editor-in-chief of a major newspaper in Hong Kong to personally come to the mainland to apologize?
"Mr. Liu, please don't say that, it will offend this junior!" Lin Weimin said politely.
Tan Chaoyang laughed at the side and said: "Oh, it's all a misunderstanding. Mr. Liu went to Yanjing all the way, he is so sincere!"
Lin Weimin looked at Lao Tan secretly, and he felt that he had the temperament of an old bustard.
No matter how stupid he is, he still understands how could someone go all the way to Yanjing just to apologize to him?
He is not the first assistant.
The conversation continued politely, and after a while, Lin Weimin figured out Liu Yichang's purpose.
I came here for reprinting, not only for "Lover" to be reprinted by "Sing Tao Evening News", but also several other works by Lin Weimin. Liu Yichang also hopes to bring them to Xiangjiang.
Except for "Lover" which was prepared for "Sing Tao Evening News", several other works were prepared by Liu Yichang for the comprehensive literary monthly "Hong Kong Literature" he was preparing.
Xiangjiang's cultural spirit has been declining since ancient times. It was only in the past few years that many domestic literati fled to Xiangjiang, which promoted the city's cultural development.
By the 1970s, the basic structure of Xiangjiang's local culture consisted of YY culture, ZY literature and local culture.
Since the late 1970s, this structure has been broken down. With the establishment of diplomatic relations between China and the United States, the lease date is approaching, and ZY culture in the Xiangjiang cultural circle has gradually emerged and become mainstream.
But at this time, Xiangjiang was under the rule of the British after all. The British noticed this situation and immediately began to organize forces to suppress it.
"Contemporary Literature and Art" ceased publication in 1979, "Ocean Literature and Art" ceased publication in 1980, and writers Ruan Lang and Xu Su passed away in 1981...
In just ten years, the ZY camp in Xiangjiang suffered heavy losses.
You'll Also Like
-
Entertainment: Liu Tianxian Uses You To Go To Jiaxing To Make Money To Support Her
Chapter 247 17 hours ago -
I, The Scavenger Of The Universe, Found A Chat Group
Chapter 80 17 hours ago -
Zongman: I Forced The Exorcist To Join The Chat Group
Chapter 56 17 hours ago -
NBA: I'm really just an ordinary coach
Chapter 42 18 hours ago -
I have no money to do scientific research, so I am forced to be a star
Chapter 26 18 hours ago -
Villain: Marrying a vegetative woman, crazy about it
Chapter 35 18 hours ago -
The night of genocide, I activated the ghost skills
Chapter 191 18 hours ago -
Magic Card: Sacrifice Xiaozhi! Pikachu's wrath destroys the world
Chapter 123 18 hours ago -
A female novel about traveling through a book? Learn about the power of the overlord at the beginnin
Chapter 88 18 hours ago -
Sign in at the peak of the imperial realm at the beginning, I am invincible
Chapter 4 18 hours ago