1980 My Literary Era.

Chapter 166 Director, You Don't Understand
this expression...

The two teachers fell into hesitation.

"Director Ren, no... don't bother Mr. Lin, I can do it!" Zhu Lin said with a pale face, stumbling.

Lin Weimin frowned and said, "Don't be so full of words, I think you still don't understand the characters thoroughly."

Zhu Lin didn't look at Lin Weimin, but turned to Ren Hao, even pleading.

"Director Ren, I can really do it, you trust me!"

Ren Hao looked at Zhu Lin, then at Lin Weimin, and said, "Mr. Lin, give Zhu Lin a chance and let her play well."

Lin Weimin felt a little regretful, he was the author of the original work anyway, and I wrote all the characters, if you don't listen to my play, you will suffer!

Ren Hao also saw some clues at this time. Before the filming started again, he politely said to Lin Weimin and Jin Shan: "Mr. Jin, Mr. Lin, are you both tired? Let's rest for a while."

Jin Shan is getting old, and he is really tired from standing all morning, "It's time to take a rest."

After the two left, the filming started again, and Zhu Lin's performance turned out to be much more normal, and one shot passed.

Ren Hao asked: "Are you so nervous just now because Teacher Lin was present?"

Zhu Lin nodded with lingering fear, Ren Hao was puzzled, "Why are you so afraid of him?"

Zhu Lin glanced at Ren Hao before saying, "Director, you don't understand."

I don't understand?
Ren Hao was stunned for a moment, he observed Zhu Lin's expression, could there be any secret between these two people?
Ren Hao suddenly recalled the chat with Mr. Lin when he was choosing the heroine.

"This Gu Qiuyan is around thirty years old. The appearance must conform to the beauty of traditional Chinese women, and the temperament must be soft, but at the same time, she must also have a kind of softness on the outside and strength on the inside."

Thinking back on these requirements of Mr. Lin, the more I looked at it, the more I felt that it met Zhu Lin.

A light flashed in Ren Hao's heart.

Could it be that the role of Gu Qiuyan was written according to Zhu Lin?
With this thought in his mind, Ren Hao became excited, as if he had discovered some great secret.

When they met last night, he noticed the subtlety between Zhu Lin and Mr. Lin, talking about his nephew's classmate was too outrageous.

No wonder Zhu Lin behaved so badly this morning.

tsk tsk!
Ren Hao couldn't help sighing in his heart, or else he must be a cultural person!

Lin Weimin, who was resting, didn't notice any abnormalities. Deng Zaijun accompanied him and Jin Shan. She was a very talkative person. She didn't have the softness of a woman, but her style was very rigid.

During the chat, she mentioned that she had been in the army when she was young, and Lin Weimin guessed that her personality might have something to do with this experience.

Deng Zaijun works in CCTV, and he is regarded as the backbone of the director, so it is necessary to talk about his work in the TV station.

Mr. Jin Shan is the director of the TV Arts Committee, which is the ace of radio and television, and there are many common topics between the two.

Lin Weimin focuses on listening.

While chatting, Deng Zaijun suddenly asked: "Mr. Lin, "Untouchable" will be performed in March this year, right?"

"People and arts still seem to be arranged in this way, there is no change."

"Great, my daughter said she wanted to watch this show last year, but she never got a ticket."

Lin Weimin smiled and said, "I'll help you solve the ticket."

"That's really troublesome Mr. Lin."

"What's the trouble with this, it's easy to do."

If last year Lin Weimin might not have taken up Deng Zaijun's talk, last year's "Untouchable" performance did have a trend of being hard to get tickets for, and it was not easy for Lin Weimin to get tickets. This year's ticketing situation should not be as tense as last year, just let it go.

When talking about drama, Mr. Jin Shan asked: "Hey, Mr. Lin, this year's Dramatists Association award will be judged soon, right? You should be on the list."

What Mr. Jin Shan was talking about was the National Outstanding Script Writing Award. Lin Weimin shook his head, "I'm just a latecomer, so it's too early to talk about winning the award."

Teacher Jin Shan said with a smile: "The awards are not based on qualifications. Your script is so good, I think it will be no problem."

Lin Weimin smiled and did not answer the topic.

Mr. Jin Shan seemed to have seen some clues. Reminiscent of Lin Weimin's other identity, he tentatively asked, "It's Mr. Wan..."

Lin Weimin kept silent.

Seeing this, Mr. Jin Shan was certain of his guess, and he sighed slightly: "Mr. Lin, what a pity!"

Lin Weimin smiled and said, "What a pity, it's just an award. I've already won a lot from my husband."

Mr. Jin Shan was right when he thought about it. Just being a disciple of Mr. Wan, even if Lin Weimin spends his life waiting to die, he can still thrive in the system.

"It's Mr. Lin, you think open-minded!"

Listening to the conversation between the two, Deng Zaijun didn't understand what was going on at first, but he also got a general idea after listening.

I can't help but sigh in my heart, sometimes being a master's student is not necessarily a good thing!
After staying in the crew of "The Cliff" for one day, Ren Hao arranged for the crew's car to take Lin Weimin and Mr. Jin Shan around various scenic spots in Harbin the next day.

There is a saying in later generations that Paris is the little Harbin of the West, which is true.

Even though Harbin does not have an ice sculpture festival that attracts tourists from all over the world at this time, many of its attractions are more flavorful because of the simplicity and primitiveness of this era.

Central Avenue, Saint Sophia Cathedral, Laodaowai, Harbin's attractions seem to be those exotic buildings, even Yanjing can occasionally see foreign-style buildings, but the feeling is completely different.

Especially in the snowy winter, this feeling is even stronger.

Standing on the banks of the Songhua River, Teacher Jinshan looked at the vast ice surface and the sky, and said, "Mr. Lin should write an article to commemorate this magnificent scenery!"

Lin Weimin smiled and said, "Everything that needs to be written is written in "The Cliff."

"The Cliff" is indeed a spy war novel, but it also has a lot of ink on Harbin's customs and customs.

Teacher Jin Shan said: "I really envy you literati, who express their thoughts and emotions on pen and paper."

"I still envy you. On the stage and on the screen, you can experience thousands of kinds of life, and ordinary people don't have such experiences."

After speaking, the two looked at each other, and their laughter spread far and wide by the Songhua River.

Lin Weimin took a week's leave in total, and the time passed quickly. When he left, he was alone. Teacher Jin Shan planned to stay here for a few more days.

Back to Yanjing, March is coming soon.

It was just when it was warm and cold, Lin Weimin came to work on a motorcycle, and was ridiculed by his colleagues, so he went out for a cool lap.

After leaving for a week, there was no change in the office, except that there were more manuscripts. Lin Weimin buried himself in a pile of manuscripts as soon as he came back.

Two days later, a female college student knocked on the door of the office. It was Deng Zaijun's daughter, Zhou Meng, who followed her instructions to pick up tickets for the play.

"Hello, Teacher Lin!" Zhou Meng looked at Lin Weimin with shyness and admiration.

Lin Weimin chatted with her for a few words, and then gave her the drama tickets, "There are four tickets here, sitting in a row. I think you students should like to watch the theater very much, you can invite your classmates to watch it together."

"Thank you, Mr. Lin, you are really thoughtful."

After receiving the tickets, Zhou Meng hesitated for a while, then took out a copy of "Farewell My Concubine" from her bag, "Mr. Lin, could you please sign for me?"

"Of course." Lin Weimin finished signing for Zhou Meng with a smile.

She reluctantly left the editorial department.

"Yo! Director Lin can do it, where did you recruit college students?" Yao Shuzhi teased.

"Don't talk nonsense, this is a friend's daughter, who came to me to get a drama ticket."

Yao Shuzhi gave Lin Weimin a look, which made Lin Weimin puzzled.

After he was immersed in his work, Yao Shuzhi whispered to Liu Yin.

"Do you think this kid is really stupid or fake?"

"He may be stupid on other issues, but on this matter, he is really stupid!" Liu Yin said firmly.

Which friend can let his daughter come to him specially for a few tickets?Unless there is some other purpose.

The female college student just now had beautiful features and slim features, and she should be about the same age as Lin Weimin, what a good match!

Liu Yin and Yao Shuzhi chattered for a long time, burying Lin Weimin as useless.

A few days later, at the annual premiere of "Untouchable", Lin Weimin met Zhou Meng again, and this time she came with a few classmates.

The ticket that Lin Weimin gave her was in a very good position, right in the middle of the second row. She had spotted Lin Weimin when she entered the arena, and she waved excitedly at Lin Weimin, but it was a pity that the other party was chatting and laughing with the bald man next to him, and Didn't notice her.

Zhou Meng couldn't help being a little disappointed, but at the same time felt that the bald head next to Lin Weimin was really an eyesore.

"Hey, I've known you for so long, I can be regarded as a bit of a light with you."

On the stage, the actors were taking their curtain call, and Chen Xiaoer was talking to Lin Weimin.

Watching a drama today, it was Lin Weimin's guest, and the seat was also the best.

If it were himself, he would not be willing to buy a ticket for this position.

Don't look at Chen Xiaoer is now an actor in the Bayi Factory, and he has also acted in two movies that received good reviews, but he earns a dead salary and has to support his family.
It's not easy enough to get money out of your teeth to watch dramas every now and then.

"Have you had enough time with me?"

Lin Weimin squinted at Chen Xiaoer, and said sarcastically: "No wonder you can only play a supporting role, look at your awareness. Look at Mr. Tang, there is not only a difference in appearance, but also a big difference in personality."

Chen Xiaoer didn't want to hear someone praise Tang Guoqiang, and he was immediately enraged by Lin Weimin's teasing.

"You can pull it down. How can he compare with me? I rely on strength for the role, and he relies on his face for the role!"

Lin Weimin nodded, "Yes. He stood there, the years were quiet, and he got the leading actor. You jumped up and down there, and you got a trick."

Single bet, Resbye!

Chen Xiaoer was so depressed that he didn't want to talk to Lin Weimin anymore, it was too annoying.

Bickering all the way to leave, Lin Weimin heard someone calling him when he reached the door.

Turning around, it turned out to be Zhou Meng.

Looking at the female classmates who were still following her, Lin Weimin asked with a smile, "How did you see it? Didn't you disappoint?"

Zhou Meng and her classmates were a little excited, "Mr. Lin, the performance is really great, and your script is really well written!"

Lin Weimin quickly waved his hands, "It's all thanks to everyone."

After exchanging pleasantries, Lin Weimin and Zhou Meng left.

After Lin Weimin left, several female classmates excitedly grabbed Zhou Meng.

"Mengmeng, Teacher Lin really gave you the ticket? You are too good!"

Zhou Meng's expression was somewhat proud, "Why do I lie to you?"

Several classmates were full of praise, while Zhou Meng looked at the direction where Lin Weimin was leaving, recalling what her mother had told her on the phone in her mind, a shyness flashed across her face.

(End of this chapter)