1980 My Literary Era.

Chapter 167 Yu Zhaohuai: Keep the clouds open and see the moonlight

"Untouchable" will be staged again after a year, which is good news for Yanjing drama lovers. The Yanjing Daily also specially reported that the show still presents a situation where tickets are hard to find.

After a year of polishing and rehearsal, "Untouchable" is like a pot of stewed dishes, which makes the audience linger and forget to return.

The popularity of this drama in the Capital Theater is the best among all the dramas released by Renyi in recent years, and it is close to a number of classics such as "Tea House", "Thunderstorm", "Longxugou", it should be said , "Untouchable" has the potential to become the main repertoire of Renyi, just like the works mentioned above, it will become an enduring repertoire.

The popularity of "Untouchable" has greatly encouraged the crew of "Farewell My Concubine" who are rehearsing. They are also the works of Mr. Lin. "Farewell My Concubine" is also blessed by the original novel.

During this period of time, the novel "Farewell My Concubine" has been reprinted for the third time. Lin Weimin once again received a manuscript fee of more than 2000 yuan. The total sales volume of the novel is about to exceed 100 million copies.

If you count the readers of the April issue of "People's Literature" last year, it will not be a problem to double this number.

More importantly, in the 80s, whether it is a book or a publication, its readers are not just one person, but a few good classmates, workers in a group, and colleagues in an office. Good books are the norm in this day and age.

It is no exaggeration to say that the audience of the novel "Farewell My Concubine" far exceeds the sales volume of the novel itself.

In late March, the drama of "Farewell My Concubine" will be reviewed by the Humanities and Arts Committee.

As a rule, every drama produced by Renyi usually undergoes two reviews.Once in the rehearsal field and once in the theater.

The art committee of Renyi Art has an unprecedentedly strong lineup, all of which are meritorious directors, screenwriters, and actors of the theater. Ouyang Shanzun and Lan Tianye, who Lin Weimin had often contacted before, are among them.

However, in order to avoid suspicion, Ouyang Shanzun did not sit in the art committee seat today, but sat in another row with Lin Weimin.

In addition to these people, many actors and staff members of the theater also sat in the auditorium of the rehearsal today. Everyone is looking forward to the effect of "Farewell My Concubine".

On the stage, the curtain opened and the characters appeared on stage.

Off the stage, the art committee members and the behind-the-scenes staff of the crew watched very seriously.

When everyone saw that Cheng Dieyi and Duan Xiaolou became famous, their expressions were gratified; when Cheng Dieyi was tarnished to save Duan Xiaolou, their expressions were sad; Amid the shrill "dieyi" sound, everyone felt dejected and had tears in their eyes.

The expressions of all the audience changed with the joys and sorrows of the characters on the stage. Until the end of the performance, Duan Xiaolou on the stage hugged Cheng Dieyi, who had passed away, for a long time, and everyone in the audience still did not respond.

The actors on the stage couldn't hold on anymore, Yang Lixin half-opened one eye and asked "Duan Xiaolou" in a low voice, "What's going on?"

"I don't know, I don't speak, and I dare not move!"

The actors on the backstage side curtain were also a little at a loss. It stands to reason that at this time everyone should applaud. It's time to take the stage.

In the end, Ouyang Shanzun in the audience gave a gesture to the actors. "Duan Xiaolou" pinched Yang Lixin, and the two got up, and the actors on the side screen also began to come on stage.

The members of the art committee suddenly realized that everyone was patronizing and immersed in the plot just now, and a group of people quickly stood up and applauded.

The applause went from weak to strong, and finally the applause of nearly a hundred people abruptly resounded the momentum of the Capital Theater.

"Wonderful! It's amazing!"

"Another classic has been born in our theater!"

"Congratulations, yes, our academy has another good work!"

"Yes, congratulations!"

The seniors of the art committee applauded and praised at the same time. Yu Zhi, who is both the dean and the chairman of the art committee, was full of joy. Facing the congratulations of everyone, he pointed to the behind-the-scenes staff off the stage and the people on the stage. Actors, "This is the result of everyone's joint efforts!"

After finishing speaking, he couldn't help laughing, "Thank you teachers! Thank you everyone!"

The actors on the stage bowed respectfully to express their thanks, the smiles on their faces could not be concealed, and the behind-the-scenes staff off the stage were equally honored.

Fierce applause rang out several times, and finally after a few minutes, everyone's emotions gradually calmed down.

Lin Weimin, the author of the novel and screenwriter, became the focus of everyone's attention, and he was surrounded by everyone to praise him.

In the auditorium, Li Guangfu stood among a group of young actors in the courtyard, looking at the actors on the stage and Lin Weimin who was surrounded by a group of people, his heart was full of emotion.

Teacher Lin is amazing, how could he write such a good book?

He looked at Yang Lixin, who was dressed as a concubine of concubine Yu, on the stage. Although he couldn't recognize his appearance, Li Guangfu felt that he was shining on the stage.

This light is not Yang Lixin's own, but given to him by Mr. Lin and the role of "Cheng Dieyi".

What an honor for an actor to meet such a role in his life!
Standing next to Li Guangfu was Han Zhuangzhuang, and on the other side of Han Zhuangzhuang was a young man. They were about the same age and figure.It's just that Han Zhuangzhuang mainly focuses on muscles, while this young man mainly focuses on fat.

Han Zhuangzhuang just stopped patting his red hands, his expression was still a little excited, and he asked the little fat man beside him, "Guanhua, how is my uncle's script?"

Liang Guanhua's face was like a full moon, and at this moment his expression was a little flushed with excitement, "Amazing! That's amazing! Zhuangzhuang, when will we be able to play your old uncle's play!"

"Haven't I acted now?"

Han Zhuangzhuang played the B corner in a small role, and he didn't even have a chance to play today.

"I'm talking about the protagonist, a character like Cheng Dieyi!"

Han Zhuangzhuang glanced at Liang Guanhua's stomach, "You? Let's forget it."

Not to be outdone, Liang Guanhua stared back at him, "Fifty steps laugh at a hundred steps."

The hustle and bustle in the rehearsal hall lasted for a long time and finally ended. The leaders of the art committee and seniors all left. Lin Weimin, Ouyang Shanzun, and Lan Yinhai came to the backstage to say hello to the actors.

Everyone greeted them excitedly when they saw them. It can be seen that the success of the performance made everyone very excited, and their emotions have not calmed down after such a long time.

"Xiao Yang, you did a great job! You fully performed Cheng Dieyi's spirit!" Lin Weimin praised Yang Lixin by patting Yang Lixin on the shoulder.

Unexpectedly, his shoulders were soft and not strong, just like the delicate concubine Yu.

"Thank you, Mr. Lin, it's all because of your script writing."

His voice became softer, almost exactly the same as the voice Lin Weimin heard when watching the movie "Farewell My Concubine".

The voice of Zhang Guorong in the later "Farewell My Concubine" movie is actually Yang Lixin's dubbing.

It is precisely because of this voice that it is easier for Lin Weimin to accept Yang Lixin's performance.

The only regret is probably that after Cheng Dieyi swung his sword to commit suicide, the classic BGM was missing.

"Don't bring up the past again, life has been full of wind and rain..."

"Xiao Yang is really dedicated!" Lin Weimin praised, and did not communicate with Yang Lixin any more.

This kid is a bit into the drama now, Lin Weimin, a straight man, has been in contact with him a lot, and he feels a little physically uncomfortable.

After communicating with the actors backstage, Ouyang Shanzun sent Lin Weimin out, and the two chatted about the performance time of "Farewell My Concubine".

The art committee's review just ended today, and the review will be held again at the public performance.

The performance of "Farewell My Concubine" is tentatively scheduled for May, and there is still more than a month before the performance.

"It's coming soon, this play has been tossing for nearly a year, and it's finally time to meet the audience." Ouyang Shanzun said with emotion.

Lin Weimin smiled and said, "Thank you, Teacher Ouyang."

"Haha, everyone has worked hard."

The two chatted and laughed, and Lin Weimin walked out of the rehearsal field.

Han Zhuangzhuang was waiting at the carport, followed by a little fat man.

"Why haven't you left yet?" Lin Weimin asked.

"I'll wait for you."

"Our speed is different, what are you waiting for me?"

Han Zhuangzhuang glanced greedily at the old uncle's motorcycle, pointed to the little fat man beside him and introduced, "Old uncle, this is the friend I met in the training class in our hospital, Liang Guanhua."

Lin Weimin recognized this little fat man who became one of the leaders of human art in the later generations at a glance.

My lord, where is your Yuanfang?

"Hello, Comrade Liang!" Lin Weimin stretched out his hand.

Liang Guanhua was flattered, "Mr. Lin, you can call me Xiaoliang."

"Have you been waiting for a while?" Lin Weimin asked with a smile.

"Just wait a while."

Lin Weimin got on his motorcycle and said, "Let's go, it's better to meet by chance than to invite each other. Today's review went well, and I'll treat you to a meal."

Han Zhuangzhuang was overjoyed and greeted Liang Guanhua to get on his bicycle.

The two were stronger than the other, and the bicycle, which could carry hundreds of catties of rice without any problem, wailed like a frail old man at this moment.

Lin Weimin shouted to Han Zhuangzhuang: "What are you two doing, Xiao Liang, come with me."

He greeted Liang Guanhua into the back seat, and the motorcycle roared past, leaving behind a series of sounds.

"Zhuang Zhuang, hurry up!"

Han Zhuangzhuang was depressed as he pedaled his bike, was this still his own nephew?
It only took Dong Laishun a meal, and Liang Guanhua's admiration for Mr. Lin reached an unbelievable level.

Handsome, talented, and the key is generous, the mutton is so good that Mr. Lin doesn't even bat an eye.

Before leaving, Liang Guanhua patted Han Zhuangzhuang on the shoulder.

This friend is right!

Zhuang Zhuang, from now on we two will be life-long brothers!
Back home at night, Han Zhuangzhuang was lying on the bed reading a book, which was one of the books that Lin Weimin gave him some time ago.

This kid has been stimulated since entering Renyi, and he can even read books.

And Lin Weimin hid in his study, finishing his novel that he had been writing, deleting, and revising for almost half a year.

The theme of this novel is not heavy, it reads easily, humorously, with a bit of absurdity, and it is easy to be underestimated by some readers who love grand propositions and epic temperament, so Lin Weimin put a lot of effort into the dialogue to make the words of the characters If it is chewy and shows philosophical thinking, then the novel is considered a success.

After spending two nights, he finally finished writing the novel.

After reviewing it again, Lin Weimin finally put down his pen after making sure that all the faults he could pick out had been corrected in place.

This time, Yu Zhaohuai finally had an explanation.

Early the next morning, Yu Zhaohuai, who was far away in Jinling, had just put down his briefcase, and before he had time to make himself some tea, he received a call from Lin Weimin.

"For the sake of the people! Manuscript? Don't worry about the matter of the manuscript. You must not feel pressured. For a long story, I understand that it will take a year or so."

"What? Finished writing? So soon?"

"When will it be sent out? Can it be sent out today?"

"Hey, good! I've reserved the layout for you, and I'm just waiting for your novel."

"Okay, thank you, thank you. Okay, contact again, contact again!"

Yu Zhaohuai put down the phone, trying to calm down the excitement in his heart.

"Who called just now?" The editor-in-chief asked just now when he walked into the office.

Yu Zhaohuai looked at him and calmed down, "Oh, it's nothing, Lin Weimin is here."

The corner of the editor's eyes twitched, "The manuscript is not finished yet?"

He has already formed muscle memory, except for the first time, every time Yu Zhaohuai received a call from Lin Weimin, without exception, the manuscript was skipped again.

"For the people, the manuscript is finished."

"Finished? Just finish it, anyway, it's not the first..."

The editor-in-chief stopped there while talking, and finally realized, "Lin Weimin said he finished writing?"

Seeing the editor-in-chief's reaction, Yu Zhaohuai felt secretly refreshed, and nodded without saying a word.

"When will it be released?" the editor-in-chief asked eagerly.

"today."

The editor-in-chief looked up to the sky and sighed, "I finally waited!"

Yu Zhaohuai couldn't help sighing in his heart, finally waited, this manuscript was not easy to come by, keep it until the clouds open to see the moonlight!
(End of this chapter)