1980 My literary era

"Yimou? You haven't left yet?"

Zhang Yimou smiled and said, "No. Teacher Lin, I have been chatting with Mo Yan in the past two days and we came up with many ideas. I would like to ask you to help me with my advice."

The script Mo Yan wrote to Zhang Yimou was only a literary script. Zhang Yimou had to do a lot of homework to become a director.

Lin Weimin brought the two of them to the office, poured them a cup of tea, and listened to Zhang Yimou talk about his various imaginations about movies.

"The scene in the script where Yu Zhan'ao separates the dense sorghum bushes is so touching. The sorghum bushes are shaking, there are rustling sounds from all directions, and the beam of light pouring down shines on 'my grandma'. This shot must use a subjective lens …

I've seen a director in Nihong shoot reeds before. The optical fiber is dim, and the wind blows the reeds, just like a woman's waist, soft and swaying. The ultimate green is simply beautiful!

Our movie is red sorghum, the mountains and plains are filled with red, and I must capture that effect..."

Zhang Yimou is lean and lean, but his eyes light up when he talks about how to shoot a movie. He gets carried away when talking about how to make a movie, and his eyebrows are dancing with joy.

Lin Weimin sighed in his heart, probably only this kind of love can succeed!

When Zhang Yimou said a lot about the composition and light and shadow processing of movie shots, Lin Weimin could almost think of scenes from "Red Sorghum" he had seen. It was obvious that his ideas were well thought out and worthy of scrutiny.

“Yimou, your poetic expression of the film is very good, but there is a problem you need to consider.

As described by Qin, for example, in the scene after Arhat's death, the Mud Bomber Cavalry must pull a stone mill to grind all the sorghum all over the mountains and fields into green mud. Then it will rain heavily, and when the sun comes out, those who were crushed will be in ruins. The sorghum is red.

Such a scene would cost a lot of money.

There are also war scenes. In every war scene, money is burning. "

Lin Weimin's reminder made Zhang Yimou calm down from his fanatical imagination about the movie. He said with some regret: "Teacher Lin, what you are saying is that I went too far."

Lin Weimin said: "No, no, it's good that you have these ideas. Creation requires these wild imaginations, which proves that you are talented in film shooting. But during the actual shooting process, you must know how to exercise restraint and know how to overdo it. The truth is. Film is a collective art, which requires not only the beauty of a shot and the vividness of a performance, but also the overall harmony, which also includes the control of funds."

In later generations, there were many directors who did not know how to exercise restraint. The most representative one is Kaizi. Take "Legend of the Demon Cat" as an example.

Isn’t the lens beautiful when taken out alone? beautiful! The appearance of Concubine Yang made Zhang Rongrong, who was not even remotely beautiful, look stunning in the photo.

Is the performance exciting? Wonderful! Xin Baiqing's move of rubbing Li Bai's turtle's back made countless viewers call Li Bai alive.

But what about movies? I can't say it's bad, but it's not in direct proportion to Kaizi's reputation.

Zhang Yimou nodded in an educated manner, "What you reminded me is so right. Being too self-centered is a taboo for being a director."

After chatting for a long time, Zhang Yimou was satisfied with all his ideas.

The next thing he has to do is to go back to Guangxi Film Studio and convince the factory leaders.

Early the next morning, Zhang Yimou also left Yanjing.

After two months of rough rehearsal for the drama "Ming Dynasty 1566: Jiajing and Hai Rui", the script revision work has been basically completed.

That night, on the stage of the People's Art Rehearsal Hall, the first co-performance according to the revised script went smoothly.

After the rehearsal, Lin Zhaohua held Lin Weimin's hand.

"Teacher Lin, thank you so much for your help this time!"

"Whatever you say so politely, we are all our own people." Lin Weimin said with a smile.

"Yes, yes, one of our own!" Lin Zhaohua also laughed.

He turned to Mu Sen and said, "Xiao Mu, you have to thank Teacher Lin for your help in this scene!"

Musen bowed to Lin Weimin, "Thank you, Teacher Lin!"

Lin Weimin helped him up, "No need, no need. I've already thanked him many times."

Lin Zhaohua said: "Well, it's necessary. You are here to help out of pure obligation."

Volunteer to help?

Musen didn't understand what Lin Zhaohua meant by saying this, and his face was a little confused.

Lin Zhaohua did not explain too much, but instead chatted with Lin Weimin about the future arrangements.

"The Ming Dynasty 1566: Jiajing and Hai Rui" will still be a few months away from its actual performance. After completing the script revision work for this drama, Lin Weimin has less things to do at hand. He only needs to arrange his work well to spare time. Went to the United States.

"I may not be able to see the performance of this play. I will invite everyone to have a meal together tomorrow, as a way to congratulate us in advance on the success of the performance of this play!" Lin Weimin invited.

The play "The Ming Dynasty 1566: Jiajing and Hai Rui" is a bit special in terms of talent and art. There are only a few actors, only two, three to be precise, and a eunuch who only speaks but does not paint.

There were only a few actors, but it seemed like there were many people working behind the scenes. In total, more than 20 people showed up at Tai Fung House in the evening of the second day.

Lin Weimin was treating guests, and the food was of good standard. The cast and crew sat at three tables, and each table was filled with dishes.

During the meal, Musen was a little cautious and sat at the table with the most young people.

The people sitting at this table are all young people, all of them are energetic and energetic, and today’s dishes are so rich that they may not be able to eat just one or two meals a year. Everyone naturally devours the food when they eat, and they don’t even think about what they are saying. Don't say it.

When all the dishes on the table were almost eaten, the group picked up the wine bottles again.

The young man sitting next to Mu Sen is an actor named Feng Yuanzheng who just entered the talent training class last year. His voice has a sharp sound. When he was selecting actors, Teacher Lin caught his eye right away. .

He was given the role of the eunuch in "Jia Jing and Hai Rui" who only spoke but did not draw any pictures. This was considered as an encouragement to these new actors.

Even though he didn't even show his face, even though there were only three lines in the whole play, Feng Yuanzheng still felt extremely excited.

This is Teacher Lin’s play!

Compared with his colleagues who entered the art field at the same time, he was undoubtedly much luckier!

When he first entered the actor training class last year, what he heard most was about Teacher Lin writing sketch scripts for Liang Guanhua and Song Dandan, who were both grade 81. The sketch "Yang Bailao and Huang Shiren" became famous to TV audiences across the country overnight. Liang Guanhua and Song Dandan also suddenly became outstanding among the young actors in the academy.

The teachers in the actor training class all say that Teacher Lin has a pair of "golden hands". As long as you act in his drama, there is no role that will not be popular!

Li Guangfu in "The Intouchables", Yang Lixin in "Farewell My Concubine"...

Feng Yuanzheng couldn't help but laugh when he thought about it. He really hoped that one day he could become the leading actor in Teacher Lin's works.

While he was thinking about it in his mind, Feng Yuanzheng did not forget to eat Haisai. At the same time, he also said to Mu Sen, who was a little cautious at the side: "Screenwriter Mu, you should eat too!"

Musen is similar in age to Feng Yuanzheng, has not graduated from college, and is not even a regular employee of the People's Art Theatre, but this does not prevent these young people in the theater from respecting him.

He wrote "Jiajing and Hai Rui" before graduating from college, and was asked by the college to rehearse it. Even Teacher Lin contributed for free.

As he thought about it, Feng Yuanzheng felt extremely jealous and couldn't help but said to Mu Sen: "I really envy you!"

Musen was holding dishes and asked: "Envy me? What are you envious of?"

"I envy you for being a screenwriter at such a young age! The drama "Jia Jing and Hai Rui" is very important in the academy."

Musen said modestly: "I stand on the shoulders of Teacher Lin. The real hero of this drama is Teacher Lin."

Feng Yuanzheng said: "Of course Teacher Lin deserves a lot of credit. But he didn't sign this play. Everyone only knows that the screenwriter of this play is you!"

"What?" Musen looked stunned when he heard this.

Feng Yuanzheng saw that his expression was wrong and said in surprise: "You don't know?"

Musen shook his head in confusion.

He has not yet entered the People's Art Theatre, and usually comes to the People's Art Theater at the rehearsal venue. The people he has the most contact with are directors Lin Zhaohua, Lin Weimin and two actors.

Except for Lin Weimin, the others were all quite different in age from him, and their communication was mostly limited to the script. No one had ever told him about signing the script.

When the dean told him to ask Lin Weimin to help, he didn't hesitate at all, and he didn't even think about signing.

Because when he thought about it, this script was completely ripped from Teacher Lin's novel. It was only natural that Teacher Lin should be the screenwriter. As long as he had the opportunity to learn from it, it would be great.

Feng Yuanzheng joked: "Don't you usually chat with everyone?"

Mu Sen looked at him blankly. Seeing his slow reaction, Feng Yuanzheng could only explain kindly: "Teacher Lin and the dean told him before. He is just doing a favor for "Jiajing and Hai Rui". The signed screenwriter is still you, and it is It’s just your name!”

The huge impact made Musen unable to react, and his voice was dry, "Why?"

"You asked Teacher Lin why he didn't sign it?"

Mussen nodded.

Feng Yuanzheng raised his neck and said, "Be noble!"

He glanced at Lin Weimin's table and said, "Who is Mr. Lin? Do you care about the signature of such a drama? The novels are all written by others! Just sign your name if you help polish the script, and they will do it If nothing like this happens! If this isn’t noble, what can you call it?”

Musen followed Feng Yuanzheng's eyes and looked towards the table. Teacher Lin was smiling and responding to everyone's toasts.

Low-key and restrained, a gentleman like jade.

Feng Yuanzheng bumped Mu Sen with his shoulder, "How is it? Do you know this time? You are the envy of all the young people in the courtyard!"

Musen suppressed the gratitude and emotion in his heart and smiled, "It is indeed enviable, even I envy myself!"

Feng Yuanzheng laughed and said, "You really deserve to be a screenwriter!"

The banquet ended at around nine o'clock in the evening. Everyone went home, with Lin Weimin at the end.

Musen followed him, and Lin Weimin asked, "You have to go back to school too, right?"

"yes."

Musen hesitated for a moment, then said tackily: "Teacher Lin, thank you!"

Lin Weimin waved his hand nonchalantly, "It's just a favor, there's nothing to thank you for."

Musen did not continue to speak and watched Lin Weimin's back disappear into the darkness.

He knew very well that for young people like him, how lucky it was to meet such an upright and upright senior as Teacher Lin!

The work on "The Ming Dynasty 1566: Jiajing and Hai Rui" has been completed, and Lin Weimin has one less thing to do.

After spending a few days concentrating on the work of the editorial department, he contacted Arthur Miller.