1980 My literary era

For Zhao Baogang, Li Chengru and others who have not yet made their fortune, not to mention Zheng Fu, Teng Jinxian and others, even Zhang Yimou and Gong Li are out of reach.

We all hang out in the literary and art circles, but now Zhang Yimou and Gong Li's rankings are much higher than them.

They are now influential figures in the world, but they haven't even figured out the three-thirds of an acre of Yanjing.

"If you can hug Teacher Lin's lap, you can also show off your power internationally."

"That's a good statement. If I can really get Teacher Lin to take action once, I will become famous all over the world!"

This group of people are very familiar with Lin Weimin's achievements in film and television. They know that he has never failed in this area and will always win awards, even at the recent Tokyo Film Festival.

Xi Film Studio's "Old Well" participated in the competition and won two honors: Best Film and Best Actor. You must know that the screenwriter of this film is also Teacher Lin!

Feng Xiaogang looked at Zhang Yimou accompanied by beauty, feeling unspeakable envy in his heart.

When a director wins the Golden Bear Award, when an actor wins the Best Actor at the Tokyo Film Festival, and there is a golden thigh like Teacher Lin to support her all the way, the film heroine follows her wherever she goes.

When will I be able to do this?

When the group of people in Haima Studio were chatting, the students from the Institute of Literary Studies were also chatting.

"You can't tell! I have been serving the people in Yanjing for so many years, and it's really not in vain. Today is really full of guests!" Jin Ying said.

Cheng Shixu smiled and said, "Who doesn't want to make friends with someone like Weimin?"

Jiang Zilong clapped his hands and said, "Shi Xu is right. People like Wei Min are a rare breed, and we must cherish him!"

The students were all smiling and agreed deeply with Jiang Zilong's words.

Over the years, one incident after another has confirmed Lin Weimin's character. It is absolutely impossible to make friends with such a person.

There were retired comrades sitting at the next table, and the atmosphere at the table was quite lively.

Most of this group of people are old colleagues from the Chinese Literature Society. Yan Wenjing, Meng Weizai, Qin Chaoyang, Niu Han, Rong Shihui, and Wei Junyi, who is very ill, are also here today accompanied by their families. The other ones are from the border department The original leader, Cheng Wuchun, the current president and editor-in-chief of the Chinese Literature Society, was with me at the end.

Unknowingly, Lin Weimin had sent away so many leaders.

"How fast it goes by. When Wei Min joined our society, he was still a young man!" Meng Weizai said.

"Lao Meng, what you said is wrong, he is also a young man now!" Niu Han retorted immediately.

Yan Wenjing sighed: "We have a successor to our Chinese Literature Society!"

Niu Han said again: "Lao Yan, don't say this in front of Zhou Chun, how uncomfortable it is for him!"

When he was in the company, Niu Han was not afraid of these leaders. Now that everyone has retired, they are all equals, and he is not afraid anymore.

Moreover, Niu Han now relies on his physical strength and has a tendency to catch up from behind and turn against customers.

Cheng Wuchun was picking up some vegetables, but Niu Han's words made him unable to eat any more.

Why don't you come and toast for the people?

After Cheng Zaochun waited for a while, Lin Weimin arrived with Tao Huimin, and a group of people quickly stood up.

"No, no, no, no, you are all elders, just sit down. Hey, old lady, you are not in good health..."

These old men usually look slumped, but when they drink, they get very energetic.

After drinking, everyone said a few words, and Lin Weimin and his wife went to the next table.

"Hey, Weimin and his wife seem to be really well matched. In the past, books said that men are talented and women are beautiful, and that's about it." Tan Chaoyang said.

"It's better to be young!" Meng Weizai sighed.

"You are so young that you can't compare with others!"

Niu Han was on full fire today, destroying every one he saw.

Several retired old men looked at each other and stopped talking.

Isolate him!

Shi Tiesheng sat among a group of friends and watched everyone talking and laughing, with a smile on his face.

Today is a day of great joy for Lin Weimin. He and Lin Weimin are ten years apart, but they have always been inseparable. They have been like-minded and inseparable for so many years. Seeing Lin Weimin getting married, he is happy for Lin Weimin from the bottom of his heart.

Lin Weimin and his wife came over to toast, and Shi Tiesheng wanted to have a drink with Lin Weimin for the first time.

"No, just use tea instead of wine." Lin Weimin advised.

Shi Tiesheng insisted on pouring himself a glass of wine.

Cheng Ximi said to Lin Weimin: "For the people, just let him drink. He is happy today."

Lin Weimin had no choice but to nod, raised the wine glass in his hand, and clinked glasses with everyone one by one. When they arrived at Shi Tiesheng's place, the two of them smiled in unison and drank from the glasses.

"For the people, I wish you happiness!"

"Thanks!"

Lin Weimin leaned over and hugged Shi Tiesheng. Seeing their pure friendship, his friends' eyes were full of emotion.

It took an hour to toast with a round of wine. Chef Huifengtang's skills were very good, and Lin Weimin was willing to spend money. The guests were very satisfied with today's meal.

What's more important is that they don't charge any money.

It's such a shame to do this!

Back at the main table, Lin Weimin poured a glass of water for Tao Huimin. The white wine the two of them had toasted with just now was mixed with water, but even that was enough for the two of them.

Sitting at the main table were the family of Mr. Wan, the teacher, and relatives of Han Dingbang.

Han Zhuangzhuang was responsible for taking care of the guests at this table. Mr. Wan was not in good health and no one was drinking.

By now everyone had almost eaten, and those who drank were getting better.

Mr. Wan had the habit of taking a nap every day. Lin Weimin saw that he looked tired and said, "Teacher, you have finished your meal. I think you, your wife and senior sister should go back and rest first!"

"That's fine!"

Lin Weimin and his wife sent Mr. Wan and his family to the entrance of the hospital.

Mr. Wan solemnly said to Lin Weimin: "From now on, you will be a family man, so you have to be calm."

"knew."

After explaining a few words to Lin Weimin, Mr. Wan and his family left.

With the first person to leave, some non-drinking guests also left one after another.

After about half an hour, there was only a group of young and middle-aged drunkards left in the courtyard.

Lin Weimin asked Tao Huimin to rest, and he accompanied the others while drinking and chatting.

"Teacher Lin, let me tell you, my novel this time will definitely impress you!" Yu Hua said to Lin Weimin, smelling of alcohol.

"Don't believe it, absolutely. Let me tell you this story."

Yu Hua got drunk and took Lin Weimin to read a novel to him, but Mo Yan pulled him away and said, "Teacher Lin, he drank too much."

"Today is Teacher Lin's happy day, don't spoil the fun!" Yu Hua used his hands to pick off La Moyan.

Mo Yan pulled him speechlessly.

Are they the ones who are the spoiler? You boy, what kind of novel do you tell people when they get married?

He is usually a very smart person, but after drinking a little bit of wine, he is no longer the same person.

Lin Weimin's wedding banquet lasted until five or six in the afternoon. At the end, the waiters at Huifeng Hall were full of complaints and gathered together to curse at the drunkards in the yard. If Lin Weimin's salary hadn't been so high, they would have given up their jobs.

After finally waiting for these drunkards to finish drinking, the waiters started to clean up.

In the end, there were more than thirty drunkards left. Lin Weimin deliberately kept a few sober ones and asked them to send these people home safely.

After seeing off all the guests, Lin Weimin and Tao Huimin breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh! I'm so tired. Fortunately, we just had a banquet. If we had such a big event, wouldn't we be exhausted?" Tao Huimin said as she slumped on a chair and rubbed her legs.

"Have you forgotten that there is another one in my hometown?"

When Tao Huimin heard this, her little face suddenly wrinkled up, full of distress.

"I told my parents that it should be simpler, just like Yanjing."

"Okay, tell them."

Tao Huimin rolled her eyes at him, despising his style of betraying his teammates.

The formal wedding banquet is over. This banquet is not luxurious, but Lin Weimin does everything to save trouble and effort. Counting the money paid by the employees of Huifengtang, it cost more than 10,000 yuan, and it is placed here. It's a very luxurious time.

When she returned to Tao Huimin's hometown, there was definitely no place to do something of this kind. After resting for a while, Tao Huimin called Tao's father and Tao's mother to discuss the wedding in her hometown.

The next day, Lin Weimin and Tao Huimin set off back to Tao Huimin's hometown of Ruian.

Having learned the lesson from their last trip, the two of them first took a plane to Hangzhou, and then took a long-distance bus to Ruian, which only took a day and a half.

It was already March 6th when the two of them arrived in Ruian. They were busy when they got back to Ruian. They spent a few days visiting all the relatives from both families, and then came the wedding that Tao's father and Tao's mother had prepared for them.

Because of Tao Huimin's prior communication, the wedding process was much simpler.

After more than a year of rumors, relatives and friends of both families knew that Tao Huimin was going to marry the great writer Lin Weimin.

People donated tens of millions, so they were definitely not short of money. They kept the wedding simple just because they were afraid of trouble. Father Tao and Mother Tao were not afraid that others would make irresponsible remarks about the wedding, so they went along with their daughter's wishes.

When their daughter got married, it was Lin Weimin, a great writer. Tao's father and Tao's mother were completely satisfied. There was a feeling of elation among the work unit, neighbors and relatives.

Previously, Lin Weimin and Tao Huimin asked Tao's father and Tao's mother to come to Yanjing first, but they were not willing. Finally, they discussed it and decided that after the wedding, Tao's father and Tao's mother would follow Lin Weimin back to Yanjing.

Tao Huimin's passport and visa have not yet been processed, and she cannot fly to the United States immediately when she returns to Yanjing. She just happened to take Tao's father and Tao's mother to spend a few more days in Yanjing.

After Ruian's wedding was over, it was already March 14th before they returned to Yanjing. Lin Weimin and Tao Huimin took Tao's father and Tao's mother to play in Yanjing for a few days.

Time flew by to the end of the month. Tao Huimin's passport and visa were all processed. Lin Weimin went to book the air tickets again and had a phone call with Arthur Miller in the United States. This time he went to the United States for his honeymoon. Lin Weimin made the first decision. Settled in New York.

Before Lin Weimin left, he made a special trip back to the Chinese Literature Society. The work content of the editorial department was very fixed, so it was not a big problem to leave him. However, he would be away for two or three months, and he still had to hand over all the work.

Two days later, it was already early April, and Lin Weimin and his wife boarded a plane to the United States.

After more than ten hours of transoceanic flight, the plane landed at New York's JFK Airport. Arthur Miller took his wife Inge Morath to pick him up, and the driver was Huang Guangsheng, a familiar face.

"Hi, Jack, we meet again!" Lin Weimin happily greeted Huang Guangsheng.

"Mr. Lin, I'm glad to see you again. I wish you a happy wedding!" Huang Guangsheng sent his blessings to Lin Weimin and his wife.

"Thanks!"

After exchanging pleasantries, several people got in the car.

Lin Weimin and Arthur Miller hadn't seen each other for a long time, and they had a lively chat.

Tao Huimin listened quietly to the side. Inge Moraes was talking to her, and she was a little speechless.

Tao Huimin had briefly learned English before, and she also studied English for a period of time before going abroad this time, but unfortunately the results were not great.

Lin Weimin consoled him: "It doesn't matter. If you can't make sentences, just say words. Language is just a tool for communication. Sometimes understanding is enough."

With his comfort, Tao Huimin relaxed a little and chatted awkwardly with Inge Moras.

"Lin, I'm so glad you can come to the United States again."

"Arthur, we have four great joys, one of which is meeting an old friend in a foreign land." Lin Weimin said with a smile.

Arthur Miller listened to the poems translated by Lin Weimin and laughed and said: "Not bad, not bad. It is indeed a happy event for old friends to gather together."

He added: "I've been waiting for you to come for so long. You won't let me down this time, right?"