1980 My Literary Era.

Chapter 121 Wen Qing for 40 Years
Just as Lin Weimin finished speaking, his lower arms stood up straight up. Lin Weimin pointed his fingers in the air, and finally chose a girl from the acting class.

"Mr. Lin, do you have a girlfriend?" The girl stood up and asked with a strong air.

There was a burst of laughter in the classroom, and some boys even whistled.

In an occasion where hormones are flying, such a question is too resonant for everyone.

Lin Weimin is young, and he introduced himself in the lecture just now, saying that he is only 21 years old, younger than most of the students present.

In the early 80s, there were many students in their 30s and [-]s who were going to college. Han Zhuangzhuang and his amateur acting class were like this, as were the students from the directing department and literature department, including the agricultural university next door.

Lin Weimin broke through the world on the road of literary creation at a young age, and he is even more handsome in person. Compared with what he said, many people present, especially girls, cared more about his personal problems.

"The topic of girlfriend is a bit too personal. But since you all want to know, it's okay to tell you. I'm currently single."

"Oh~"

There was a lot of noise in the classroom. Although the atmosphere is relatively conservative these days, girls can be bold without taboo in this kind of occasion where the law does not blame the public.

Lin Weimin pressed down with both hands, "Alright, alright, that's all for personal issues, and then students should ask some constructive questions."

The arms under the podium were still standing tall, Lin Weimin spotted Zhu Lin in the crowd, and he clicked: "This classmate!"

Zhu Lin stood up, and everyone's eyes focused on her. There was a bit of amazement in many people's eyes. Zhu Lin from the 80-level amateur acting class was considered one of the most beautiful girls who entered the school in the acting department in the past two years.

"Hello, Mr. Lin, I want to ask you about the creation story of the work "The Death of Yura." Zhu Lin looked at Lin Weimin quietly after asking.

He smiled and asked, "This classmate likes "The Death of Yura"?"

"Yeah." Zhu Lin nodded.

Lin Weimin raised his voice and said, "Are there any students here who have watched "The Death of Yula"?"

The students below raised their hands sparsely. Lin Weimin made a rough count, and there were roughly 40 to [-] students, accounting for about one-third.

"Okay, please put down your hands."

"Just now this female classmate asked about the writing experience of "The Death of Yula". In fact, the origin of this novel was when I was in the Institute of Literature and Literature last year, the institute organized us students to go to Xiaoxitianer to watch a movie..."

When he said this, there was a buzz in the audience.

Going to Xiaoxi Tianer's China Film Archive to watch movies resonates so much with the students of Yanying, and these students go there almost every week.

"At that time, we were watching the American movie "Leap Over the Cuckoo's Nest"..." Lin Weimin said this, looking at everyone, "I think many students should have seen this movie, right?"

The students below nodded wildly, and the more they talked, the more they resonated.

"After watching a movie, during the break in the middle, the students went outside to have a rest. During the chat, they talked about the plot of the movie. I then talked about my feelings about the movie. Through the plot of the movie, I casually Changed the ending of this movie.

As a result, the students all thought it was very good. The teacher who led the team allowed me to try to create a story with this ending. This is the origin of "The Death of Yura". "

After Lin Weimin finished speaking briefly, the faces of the students below couldn't help showing yearning.

For most people, the profession of writer is mysterious, especially when Lin Weimin said that his novel was created by watching movies and chatting. The point of creation, let everyone can't help but be fascinated.

When the students were still immersed in the creation story of "The Death of Yura", Lin Weimin said: "I think many students brought "People's Literature" here today, and they must like "Farewell My Concubine" very much. A novel..."

The students below nodded with excitement on their faces.

"Just now I asked you how many people have read "The Death of Yura". In fact, I wanted to compare the audiences of the two novels. The creation method of "Farewell My Concubine" is actually very popular, with the story as the core.

But "The Death of Yura" is different. Its existence is based on values ​​as the core. Whether it is characters, stories, or conflicts, they are all fuel to highlight values.

The difference in the core is reflected in the reading experience is very different.People who have watched "The Death of Yura" may feel agitated, but they will never cry like watching "Farewell My Concubine".

From this point of view, "The Death of Yura" is not as good as "Farewell My Concubine". "

When Lin Weimin said this, a high-pitched voice suddenly came from the back of the classroom.

"I don't agree with you, Teacher Lin!"

On the podium, Lin Weimin was startled by the sudden sound, and the students in the classroom turned their heads to look in the direction of the sound.

A tall young man stood out from the crowd at the back of the classroom with a serious expression on his face.

Lin Weimin didn't show any displeasure at his interruption just now, instead he waved his hand and said, "This student can come forward a little so that we can communicate."

The young man walked forward aggressively, looking like he was asking questions.

Lin Weimin felt that the young man looked familiar the first time he stepped forward, and asked him to come forward just to confirm.

When he was two or three meters away from Lin Weimin, Lin Weimin finally confirmed it.

Wocao, it really is this product!
It turned out to be Kaizi... No, Kaige!

"Student, just now you said you disagreed with me?" Lin Weimin asked.

"Not bad!" Cheng Kaige said loudly.

He did not wait for Lin Weimin to answer, and said impassionedly: "I think "The Death of Yula" is an excellent magical realism work, which can be said to have created a precedent for such works in China, and is destined to go down in Chinese literary history." A famous work. In my opinion, "Farewell My Concubine" is too appealing to the public, and it can only be regarded as a good popular novel."

After he finished speaking, he looked straight at Lin Weimin with stern eyes, as if he was waiting for Lin Weimin to attack him.

Lin Weimin looked at Cheng Kaige who was like a fighting cock with a calm expression.

Not bad not bad, this state is very young master of poetry, exactly what Lin Weimin remembered.

Lin Weimin didn't even know whether this guy was real Lengtouqing or fake Lengtouqing.

Tell him he's a liar, the way he came here looked like he was rushing to quarrel, and the tone of his speech was also very aggressive, so he almost dismissed "Farewell My Concubine" as bullshit.

If you want to tell him the truth, this guy can blow up "The Death of Yula" again, even Lin Weimin, the original author, is a little embarrassed.

It has to be you, Wen Qing who has been like a day for 40 years.

(End of this chapter)