1980 My literary era

Lin Weimin was shocked again when he heard Mr. Wan's words.

Who is "Fanyi"?

The most distinctive and distinctive character in "Thunderstorm", she dares to love and hate, has her own thoughts, and dares to make her own decisions. Even after becoming a victim of feudal marriage, she still dares to break through the feudal rules and boldly pursue herself. love.

In other words, she can almost be said to be the most successful classic character created in the script of "Thunderstorm".

Mr. Wan compared Fanyi to Cheng Dieyi, which made Lin Weimin feel panic for a moment.

"Teacher, you are exaggerating."

Mr. Wan looked at his expression, smiled and joked: "This is not in line with your character!"

"Hey! I still know how much I weigh."

Wan Fang interrupted: "Don't say that for the people. I think Cheng Dieyi in your novel will be a classic character. Readers will definitely like him when they read the novel."

"Thank you, senior sister! I'm just worried that Cheng Dieyi, a pioneering character, may not be liked by everyone." Lin Weimin said worriedly.

Mr. Wan asked with a smile: "Are you worried that you still write like this? From the lines of your words, I don't see worry. Instead, I see a bit of arrogance - I will write like this, you must like it."

Lin Weimin smiled sheepishly, "Sir, how can it be as exaggerated as you said?"

"What Xiao Fangzi said makes sense. Regardless of the novel, at least the character Cheng Dieyi will leave a deep and unforgettable impression on all readers who have read the novel. There is no reason for everyone to dislike him. His alternativeness It is not caused by himself, but more by the environment. Readers will only feel pity and love for him."

"If that's the case, that's for the best." Lin Weimin said.

Mr. Wan looked at Lin Weimin, paused and asked, "Weimin, how about changing this novel into a script?"

"ah?"

Coming again?

Lin Weimin looked embarrassed, "Teacher..."

Mr. Wan knew what this guy was thinking when he saw his expression. He told him last time that Lin Weimin seemed dissatisfied with the price of the script given by Renyi.

The old man also understands that Lin Weimin's manuscript fee for a novel is at least a thousand yuan, but for writing a script, he can only get a few hundred yuan. Even if there is some income later, it takes a long time, and secondly, it is a novel. There is also income from publishing and publishing.

Thinking of this, he could only play some emotional cards.

"Alas! I have gotten older in the past two years, and my energy has become more and more exhausted. I used to think about writing more scripts for the theater, but now, I really don’t have the energy. A theater without scripts is like a rootless Ping and a waterless theater. The fish..."

Lin Weimin smiled bitterly, "Stop talking, I'll write!"

A look of inquiry appeared on Mr. Wan's face, "Can you write it? Don't force it."

"Yes. It would be my honor to write a script for Renyi."

The old gentleman nodded with satisfaction, "Then it's all thanks to you."

"It's all as it should be."

Lin Weimin thought in his mind that writing scripts for people's art is indeed not a loss of status. Not only is it not a loss of status, it is also very respectable. Although the input-output ratio is a bit low, after all, the teacher’s face is there.

Besides, writing a script won’t delay him from publishing a novel, it just takes some energy.

Even if he opened his mouth to the teacher, it would be impossible for him to refuse.

"Bang!"

"Great!"

While Lin Weimin and others were chatting, the sound of firecrackers outside gradually increased.

There is no ban on fireworks and firecrackers these days. With the fireworks and firecrackers as a backdrop, the flavor of the New Year comes out.

When it was almost eight o'clock, Wan Fang turned on the TV at home.

The TV set in Mr. Wan’s home is a Yanjing brand, 12 inches. He turned on the TV set and Wan Fang broadcast it to CCTV.

"The Spring Festival Gala is about to begin!" Wan Fang said.

Spring Festival party?

Lin Weimin guessed that Wan Fang was referring to the Spring Festival Gala. "Spring Festival Gala" was what the people called it for so many years.

Wan Fang is talking about the "Spring Festival Gala" sponsored by the Ministry of Culture and produced by the Central News Documentary Film Studio since 1956.

Later generations only know that CCTV’s Spring Festival Gala was held in 1983, but few people know how people celebrated the Spring Festival through TV programs before 1983.

"Spring Festival Gala", which has been produced since the Spring Festival in 1956, accompanied the people of that era through every festive New Year's Eve. At that time, there were very few TV sets, and few people could watch "Spring Festival Gala" on TV. Far fewer, more people listen to the "Spring Festival Gala" on the radio, and the Central People's Broadcasting Station will broadcast the performance nationwide.

The guests who participated in the "Spring Festival Gala" back then were not very different from the Spring Festival Gala in later generations, but the style was more simple and down-to-earth. Of course, the program was produced by people from the literary and art circles, but scientists such as Hua Luogeng and Qian Xuesen, Lao She and Ba Jin Literary writers, dramatists like Mei Lanfang and Xin Fengxia, and even businessmen like Rong Yiren will also participate in it and wish the people of the country a happy New Year.

To sum it up in one sentence, all the participants were elites from all walks of life, and it can be said to be an unprecedented event.

It was not until 1979 that CCTV gradually resumed the broadcast of literary and artistic programs, and then there were art galas during the Spring Festival. In 1979, CCTV held the "New Year's Gala Gala".

The TV station of this year's party has predicted that the theme is "The First Spring of the 1980s" and the director is Yang Jie, the director of the 1986 version of "Journey to the West".

On the monotonous TV screen, the announcer's voice was clear but somewhat distorted.

Lin Weimin is used to watching the wonderful TV programs of later generations, and has no feelings for the programs of this era. However, Mr. Wan and his family watch it with gusto. Their threshold for appreciating TV programs is different.

From time to time, the hearty laughter of a family can be heard upstairs and downstairs. The families who can live in the high-rise buildings of Muxidi are all high-ranking officials of this era. It is not uncommon to have a TV at home.

As the party progresses, the sound of firecrackers outside becomes louder and louder. No matter when it is, the soul of the New Year will always be firecrackers.

When it was almost ten o'clock, Mr. Wan and his wife were a little tired, so they went to rest first.

Wan Fang was still watching the party in the living room, and Lin Weimin got up and came to the window.

During the festive season, I miss my loved ones even more. I wonder how my parents in that world are doing now?

well!

Lin Weimin could only sigh deeply.

Wan Fang looked away from the TV program and noticed his depression, "Wei Min, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, I think of my hometown." Lin Weimin said casually.

"I will definitely miss home during the Chinese New Year."

Wan Fang saw that Lin Weimin was in a low mood and wanted to enlighten him. The two sat on the sofa in the living room and chatted until the party was over.

This day was Lin Weimin's first time staying at Mr. Wan's house.

Lying on the bed in his bedroom, he couldn't help but think about the experience of more than a year. It felt like a lifetime ago!

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Weimin fell into a deep sleep, with the sound of firecrackers continuing in his sleep.

The year 1980 passed like this.