1980 My Literary Era.

Chapter 136
"but……"

As soon as the two of them let go of the burden in their hearts, Lin Weimin suddenly had a turning point, and their hearts immediately lifted up again.

"There are still many minor problems."

Lin Weimin drew on the script with his pen as he said, "For example, in this scene, Sangsang is a guest. The transition is too abrupt, only 20 seconds long, and the information revealed is not enough. Our lines and shots are not only for Let the audience understand, but also impress them, such a sloppy portrayal will have an impact on the emotional progression of the audience."

Listening to Lin Weimin's words, Xie Xiaojing and Cui Xiaoqin nodded like chickens pecking at rice.

Lin Weimin's pen was not idle, and after talking about this question, he switched to the next scene, and he could find some faults in every scene.

Tian Zhuangzhuang watched from the sidelines, thinking about how to deal with these contents at that time.

Lin Weimin wrote and drew on paper and talked to several people for over an hour.

Last time he picked faults with the script of the trio of writers and directors from an overall point of view. This time, because the script has been polished, Lin Weimin raised more detailed questions and suggestions for revision, and spent more time.

He spoke dryly, took a sip of tea, "Okay, that's roughly the case, you guys think about it later, try to polish the script as finely as possible, it will be good for you when you start filming in the future."

The three of them nodded one after another, and Tian Zhuangzhuang sighed: "Mr. Lin, you are really thoughtful. When I watched it at school, I thought that the two of them had changed very well."

Lin Weimin put down his teacup, "It's all because of being in this mountain. I'm completely looking at it from the perspective of a bystander, and naturally I see more problems than you."

"You are too modest. Without your opinion, we are still proud of the script, how could we realize that there are so many problems." Xie Xiaojing said.

"Gu~" Just as the few people were talking, a long belly groan sounded.

Several people looked at Han Zhuangzhuang, and he scratched his head in embarrassment.

Lin Weimin laughed, "It's all my fault, you guys haven't eaten yet, right?"

He got up and glanced at the time, "It's almost seven o'clock. Zhuang Zhuang, come and help me."

"Okay!" Han Zhuangzhuang jumped up when he heard that he was about to eat.

Tian Zhuangzhuang and the others wanted to help in the kitchen, but Lin Weimin drove them out, "It doesn't take so many people, just wait for the meal."

After working in the kitchen for more than half an hour, Lin Weimin brought out a pot of noodles and said to several people, "I'm in a hurry today, let's eat some noodles with sesame paste."

"Mr. Lin, you are too polite."

Several people served noodles, poured some good sesame paste into their respective bowls, and then mixed some chopped vegetables. The noodles were covered with fragrant sesame paste, full of tempting appetite.

"Vulture~" The sound of eating noodles in the courtyard can be heard even in the alley.

Han Zhuangzhuang's mouth was full, and he didn't forget to praise: "Old man, your skills are amazing!"

Tian Zhuangzhuang and the others did not forget to send a few rainbow farts, which made Lin Weimin very pleased.

After dinner, Tian Zhuangzhuang and the others left Baimixie Street.

The next day was the weekend, Lin Weimin took Han Zhuangzhuang to Shi Tiesheng's house.

"Didn't you want to meet my eldest nephew before, and I brought you here specially today."

Shi Tiesheng looked at Han Zhuangzhuang, who was working hard in the yard, and said with some embarrassment: "I said I wanted to see him, but I didn't say I would let him work. I'm so embarrassed that you arranged this."

"You don't know how much this kid eats. If you don't find him some work, I'd be in a panic!" Lin Weimin said with a painful face.

Shi Tiesheng laughed and said, "You, a great writer, still need a meal for your nephew?"

"The landlord's house has no surplus food!"

The two were chatting and laughing, Lin Weimin took out a small stack of big unions from his pocket and handed it to Shi Tiesheng.

"The last time I met Shuozi, he is now doing business with a friend, and asked me to give you the money."

Shi Tiesheng frowned and said, "What is this for?"

"He wanted to help you."

"There's no need to do this." Shi Tiesheng declined.

Lin Weimin had expected his reaction.

"Actually, that's what I thought..."

Shi Tiesheng looked at him, and Lin Weimin continued, "Shuo Zi, this should be regarded as fulfilling his wish."

"Fulfill your wish? What is your wish?" Shi Tiesheng was puzzled.

"Have you forgotten? Didn't he often say, 'When I become rich in the future, I must help Tiesheng', you see, isn't this a wish?
This kid is now developed, and now he is here to fulfill his wish! "

Shi Tiesheng smiled, "And what do you say?"

He knew that Lin Weimin said this on purpose because he was afraid that he would feel uncomfortable.

"You have to keep the money, otherwise Shuozi will feel uncomfortable." Lin Weimin said again.

"What do you mean?"

Lin Weimin patted the armrest of the wheelchair.

"Don't you know about him? His heart is higher than the sky, and he always wants to write something great and make his name in history.

How is the result now?I ran to speculate and lost my mind.You should know him, he is not feeling well.

In a way, he is using you as a mirror.If you enjoy these incenses, your life will be better, and if you have achieved success in writing, he will feel more at ease. "

Shi Tiesheng listened to Lin Weimin's words in silence, he didn't think of what Lin Weimin said.

"So, I have become Wang Shuo's role model?"

"It can't be regarded as a role model? It should be called Pantouer."

Shi Tiesheng laughed again, "After hearing what you said, if I don't accept the money, it seems that I am too hypocritical."

Lin Weimin patted him on the shoulder, "Take it as if he lent it to you. I reckon that this kid will suffer a lot in the future, and you will pay him back when the time comes."

Shi Tiesheng took the money, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

"That's right!"

Lin Weimin smiled.

At this moment, Han Zhuangzhuang's voice came from the courtyard, "Uncle, when will we eat?"

Lin Weimin scolded: "You know how to eat in a day, how long have you been working?"

"It's past ten o'clock." Han Zhuangzhuang said.

He has been working since he came today, begging for food and being confident.

Shi Tiesheng said loudly: "Eat immediately!"

After he finished speaking, he called his father and Shi Lan to arrange food.

Lin Weimin went to the courtyard and scolded Han Zhuangzhuang, "I don't know how to be polite when I go to other people's homes? Is there anyone like you as a guest?"

Han Zhuangzhuang retorted: "You are not an outsider when you come to my Uncle Shi's house."

Shi Tiesheng is 30 years old this year, and Han Zhuangzhuang calls him uncle (softly).

Shi Tiesheng laughed heartily, "Zhuang Zhuang is right, we are not outsiders, we will eat when we are hungry."

"I made a lot of money today, I'll treat you to a good meal." Shi Tiesheng called Shi Lan and asked him to go to the vegetable market to buy a few catties of meat.

Shi Lan took it and ran out excitedly.

Han Zhuangzhuang had a joyful smile on his face, he was happier with meat than anything else.

(End of this chapter)