1980 My literary era

It’s just a movie script of tens of thousands of words, I regret it!

As for that?

Lin Weimin didn't realize how exaggerated his efficiency was to Wu Tianming.

It seems that the order of writing needs to be moved, and "Lover" should be put at the back. Yang Meng didn't rush it anyway. Wu Tianming was anxious, so he should stick to him first.

"Oh my! For the people, you have helped me a lot!"

After deciding on the script, Wu Tianming took Lin Weimin to have a meal to thank him.

Later, Lin Weimin wanted to treat Wu Tianming to dinner.

Wu Tianming hurriedly declined, "No, no, no. You are pressed for time and have heavy tasks. If you have time, you should finish writing the script first. I will stay in Yanjing for the next few days. If you have any questions, please contact me at any time. After you finish writing, please You eat!"

After sending Wu Tianming away, Lin Weimin sighed.

I am as busy as a dog every day, and I don't even have time to breathe.

A week later, Wu Tianming appeared in Lin Weimin's office again in the editorial department of "Contemporary".

With a "click" sound, Lin Weimin yawned and threw a script on his desk.

Wu Tianming picked up the script, read it a few times, and was ecstatic.

Looking at Lin Weimin, his eyes were filled with disbelief, "The script...has it been written?"

I don’t know if it’s because I’m getting older. I used to write hundreds of thousands of words a week just for fun, but now I’m writing scripts tens of thousands of words a week, and I feel so sluggish.

A man who has lost his virginity is like an engine that is leaking oil. It is still as strong as ever, but it doesn't last long.

Lin Weimin said sadly: "Aren't you going to watch? How about it, okay?"

Wu Tianming took a look at the script and was worried about the quality of the scripts that were coming out this week. "I'll take another look!"

After watching this for more than two hours, Wu Tianming raised his head again and looked at Lin Weimin with a look that was astonishing.

He said with difficulty: "Brother, is this really a script you wrote out in a week?"

"Nonsense!" Lin Weimin pointed at his face.

The bloodshot eyes and tired face made Wu Tianming feel a little apologetic.

"Thank you for your hard work, brother!" Wu Tianming shook Lin Weimin's hand and said, "I'll treat you tonight!"

Excuse me, I just want to sleep now.

After returning home from get off work, Lin Weimin had a good sleep, and went to dinner the next evening after get off work.

During the dinner, Wu Tianming inevitably took Lin Weimin's hand and thanked him.

If it weren't for Lin Weimin's help this time, he would have been humiliated in front of hundreds of employees at Xiying Studio.

He, the director of Xiying Film Studio, was appointed by the province after filming "Life" two years ago.

Wu Tianming is in his forties this year. He is in his prime and naturally wants to make a difference.

After the release of "Life", he received love and praise from countless audiences, but he was not proud of it. Instead, after being appointed as the director of Xiying Film Studio, he settled down and took up the management of the factory.

After two years, Wu Tianming finally took a break from his busy factory work to think about his next movie.

After he saw the novel "Old Well", he fell in love with the novel's unique temperament at a glance.

After contacting Zheng Yi through Lin Weimin, he felt that everything was under control. After returning to Xiying Studio, he directly prepared to set up a team, and even specially transferred a few talented young people from brother units to help.

But he never expected that Zheng Yi was so unreliable that a script could be delayed, and he even blamed Lin Weimin.

Wu Tianming naturally knew that Lin Weimin had nothing to do with this matter, but he had no choice. If the script could not be released in time, the crew would have to work hard.

At that time, whether to shoot or not, he will be sitting on the wax.

Therefore, Wu Tianming could only bite the bullet and come to Lin Weimin.

Fortunately, fortunately, Lin Weimin is a reliable and good brother!

"Come, I'll toast you with another drink. You don't need to drink this one, just take it as my thanks."

Wu Tianming drank another glass of wine, but Lin Weimin hurriedly stopped him, "Okay, okay, how many people have you paid tribute to? Why can't you get over this matter?"

He stopped Wu Tianming, changed the subject and asked, "You just said that you transferred people from other factories, is it necessary?"

Wu Tianming sighed and said: "If the people in the factory are in charge, do I need to transfer people from outside? It was only after I took over that I realized how troublesome it is to manage a studio."

He put down his wine glass, "It's not that we don't have talents in the factory, it's just that there are too many films to shoot, and there are not enough people. Speaking of this, I really envy them in Guangxi. I went there a few years ago. A group of good seedlings can now stand alone."

"Guangxi Film Studio? Is it Zhang Yimou, Cheng Kaige and that group of young people?"

"You know?" Wu Tianming was slightly surprised.

"Of course I do. I was the one who directed their graduation project!"

Wu Tianming smiled and said: "What a coincidence. Guangxi attaches great importance to this group of college students and has specially set up a youth film team. Hey! Just two years after graduation, they dare to let these students direct and film Jing, I can’t match this courage.”

Wu Tianming shook his head as he spoke, and then said: "By the way, there is a photographer in "Old Well" this time, who is a college student I seconded from Guangxi."

"Zhang Yimou!" Lin Weimin said subconsciously.

Wu Tianming nodded, "Yes, you really know."

Lin Weimin smiled and said: "I don't just know him. Brother Tianming, what do you think about letting Zhang Yimou play Sun Wangquan?"

Lin Weimin's sudden leap of thought stunned Wu Tianming for a moment, "Let him play Sun Wangquan? Why?"

"It's nothing, I just think he looks suitable. When I was at Yanying, I thought he was in his fifties or sixties at first glance. After asking around, I found out that Ganqing was still level 78.

With his face, he played the role of a bitter and resentful peasant, even without makeup and styling. "

Lin Weimin's face was relaxed and his tone was casual.

Faced with this proposal, Wu Tianming pondered.

Lin Weimin's suggestion sounded a bit ridiculous at first, but he thought about it carefully, thinking about Zhang Yimou's face, the way he spoke, the way he walked, and the way he did things.

It seems that it is not impossible to let Zhang Yimou play the leading actor Sun Wangquan!

"How was it?" Lin Weimin asked after a while.

Wu Tianming smiled and said, "I think you can try it!"

Lin Weimin also laughed. In the entertainment industry of later generations, stars who were not good at stretching their hips in their majors all had the courage to develop in film, television, singing, and later even live broadcasts.

Guoshi, who has a dual career as a director and an actor, cannot let his butterfly be cut off. Otherwise, how will the audience in the future ridicule those stars who are not like Jiebao?

The script of "Old Well" was completed in far less time than Wu Tianming imagined.

Not to mention a week, even a month, he must be grateful to Lin Weimin for being able to come up with the script.

Wu Tianming recalled Lin Weimin's performance when he and Lin Weimin discussed the time that day.

Really, he has never seen such a fast man in his life!

Wu Tianming happily returned to Xi'an with the script of "Old Well" and left Lin Weimin 5,000 yuan in royalties before leaving.

He also knows Lin Weimin's current royalties, but unfortunately film production funds are limited.

Even though 5,000 yuan is nothing compared to Lin Weimin's script fee standards, it has already exceeded the ceiling among script fees from domestic studios.

Only last year the State Publishing Administration issued the "Regulations on Various Remunerations for Feature Films": 1,500-4,000 yuan for each long feature film and 750-2,000 yuan for each short feature film.

And since "Old Well" is an adaptation, the original author also has to pay.

According to regulations, 20%-30% of the manuscript fee must be paid to the original author.

Therefore, the royalties paid by Xiying Studio for the film "Old Well" actually exceeded 6,000 yuan.

But Wu Tianming paid the royalties willingly.

Not only because Lin Weimin completed the adaptation of the script quickly and well, but more importantly, because he was in an emergency.

Coming up with a movie script in a week is an almost impossible task for other screenwriters, but Lin Weimin did it.

Just for this reason, it is well worth the money.

After Wu Tianming left, Lin Weimin recovered for two days before starting to write the script for "Lover".

It took more than half a month to write this script.

Contact Yang Meng, she is still in Xiangjiang, so she can only send the script by mail first.

After a month or so, Lin Weimin finally finished the script.

Now, apart from my own novels, I only have scripts that I have agreed to with CCTV and TVB.

That thing had to wait until CCTV and the wireless station confirmed the cooperation before he started writing. He was not in a hurry and continued to write his novel.

In May, "Let the Bullets Fly" was performed at the Capital Theater.

Lin Weimin specially chose a day to invite Shi Tiesheng to watch a play. When he left the theater, Shi Lan followed him. He specially put the Walkman on his waist and a pair of headphones on his ears. He walked behind the two of them and met the eyes of passers-by. , not to mention attracting more attention.

"This girl is really good at talking." Lin Weimin couldn't help but complain.

Shi Tiesheng smiled and said, "I thought of it when I bought it."

After making fun of Shi Lan, the two discussed the drama again. Shi Tiesheng looked tired, but he still had more to say.

The next day, Lin Weimin was working in the office, and Wang Shuo showed up for the first time in a long time.

Lin Weimin now has no hope for him, "What are you here for?"

"Looking at what you're asking, what else can you do? Send me a manuscript!" Wang Shuo said, looking a little guilty.

More than a year has passed since his last publication. During this period, Cheng published three works.

Lin Weimin, like a seasoned female ticket taker, looked at Wang Shuo and felt uncomfortable, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Nothing, no wonder the efficiency is so low, it's useless!"

"Fart!" Wang Shuo was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

He is anxious, he is anxious, which proves that I am right.

Lin Weimin said seriously again: "Don't waste time on women when you have nothing to do. When you have time, spend more time on creation. Men, you should still put your career first."

Wang Shuo sarcastically said: "As good as you? He has a girlfriend and behaves like a bachelor!"

"I'm not weak!"

"you**!"

After hurting each other, Lin Weimin finally turned over the manuscript.

After looking at it for a long time, his brows stood up and wrinkled into a "Chuan".

"Your manuscript is not good!"

"Why can't it work?"

Lin Weimin found a lot of faults with the manuscript and made Wang Shuo's face full of depression.

"We definitely won't be able to publish it on "Contemporary", but it might be possible if you publish it on "Woodpecker"."

"Woodpecker" is a legal literature journal sponsored by the public security system. It was founded in 1980. It publishes novels about criminal investigation and solving crimes. It is more popular and has good sales. However, it is not as high-quality as "Contemporary".

The content of Wang Shuo's novel fits the positioning of "Woodpecker" very well.

"Then I'll change it!" Wang Shuo said unwillingly.

"There's no point in changing it. Your novel is barely interesting at all."

Lin Weimin's merciless words completely disappointed Wang Shuo. He took the manuscript back, put it in his bag with disappointment, and was about to leave.

At this time, Lin Weimin said: "How about this..."

Wang Shuo turned his head and looked at Lin Weimin with a hopeful expression.

"We are working on the "Selected Series of Contemporary Novellas", the style is more popular, and your novel can be included in it. How about it?"

Wang Shuo didn't expect that there would be such a twist. He was pleasantly surprised and said, "Okay, as long as it can be published."

mock up! I can't cure you yet!

Lin Weimin did not deliberately embarrass Wang Shuo. It was indeed a bit reluctant for him to publish this novel in "Contemporary", but there was no reason to let go of the fish that came into his mouth.

If "Contemporary" doesn't work, just put it in a book series!

It's all our own meat, and it will rot in the pot even if it rots.

After talking about the manuscript, Lin Weimin couldn't help but say a few words to Wang Shuo.

"The works will not lie. You have been slacking off for more than a year, and the result is that the works cannot even be published in the official issue of "Contemporary".

I won’t say much else. You can go back and think about it yourself. "

Wang Shuo frowned at what he said.

At this moment, Tong Zhonggui knocked on the door and shouted: "Teacher Lin, I have your international mail!"