1980 My Literary Era.

Chapter 188 An Encounter by the West Lake
After asking for leave, Lin Weimin went home and explained to Han Zhuangzhuang, and boarded the train going south the next morning.

Renyi bought the train ticket with the help of Renyi. This time, Lin Weimin was a friendly helper, so he specially told someone to book a soft bed for him. Lin Weimin also enjoyed a bureau-level treatment. The last time he enjoyed this kind of treatment, he was with Mr. Jinshan When going to Harbin.

These days, when traveling by train for long distances, ordinary people can only buy standing tickets and hard seat tickets, which is the most painful thing.

With some level and treatment, you can buy a hard sleeper ticket, so you don't suffer much, and it looks like a normal business trip.

When you get the soft sleeper ticket, you have to be above the sub-hall to enjoy the treatment, and you can enjoy it more when you go out.

The train dangled on the tracks for more than a day. When Lin Weimin got off the train, his legs were a little weak.

After getting used to a few steps, we are ready to leave the station with the big team.

At this time, the sky in Hangzhou was gloomy and it was raining. August is the rainy season, and Hangzhou, a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, had a lot of rain.

Lin Weimin didn't bring an umbrella, and the distance from the platform to the exit was completely chilled.

When I came to the exit, among the crowd in Wuyang Wuyang, I saw people from Zhijiang Repertory Theater holding a sign.

"Hi, I'm Lin Weimin."

Two people came to pick him up, a middle-aged man named Tong Tingmiao, who was a playwright of the troupe.A young man named Zhang Qiang is the dancer of the troupe.Both of them are staff members of the "Untouchable" crew, and Zhang Qiang is in charge of driving.

Tong Tingmiao enthusiastically shook hands with Lin Weimin, and after getting to know each other, he pulled Lin Weimin out of the train station.

"Let's go quickly, Mr. Lin's clothes are all wet, first go to the guest house to change."

Tong Tingmiao's accent has a bit of Jiangnan temperament, which reminds Lin Weimin of the teacher Jin Jin from the Institute of Literature.

It was a Yanjing jeep that came to pick up Lin Weimin. Zhang Qiang was in charge of driving. Lin Weimin chatted with the two of them all the way. After about 20 minutes, the car arrived at the guest house.

Along the way, Lin Weimin felt that the hospitality of the Zhijiang Repertory Troupe was very considerate. He changed his clothes in the room of the guest house.

It was already evening at this time, and the repertory theater troupe prepared a reception banquet, and a deputy director of the theater troupe was in charge of receiving it. Lin Weimin also met Cheng Weijia, the director of "Untouchable". Such a lineup fully reflected Lin Weimin's arrival attention.

After a night's rest, Lin Weimin came to South Hushu Road where Zhijiang Drama Troupe is located.

In this era, Zhijiang Repertory Troupe was considered a relatively strong troupe nationwide.In the rehearsal field, Lin Weimin met all the front and backstage staff of the "Untouchable" crew, including Tong Tingmiao and Zhang Qiang who had been receiving him before.

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

Although Lin Weimin looked smaller than almost everyone in the crew, no one dared to ignore him.

Not to mention the works that he has created in the past two years that are familiar to literary lovers all over the country. Just because his script has been the main play of Yanjing People's Art for two consecutive years, Lin Weimin is already an existence that everyone admires.

As for those who say that Lin Weimin relied on his teacher, Mr. Wan, there are also rumors from the Zhijiang Drama Troupe, but they are just rumors.

They haven't seen the performance of "Farewell My Concubine", but everyone has seen the script of "Untouchable".

People rely on real skills.

The director of Zhijiang Repertory Theater's version of "Untouchable" is Cheng Weijia, a national first-class director who graduated from the National Academy of Drama, which is the predecessor of Chinese opera. He is a veteran of Zhijiang Repertory Theatre. Just now, he has directed the representative works of Zhijiang Drama Troupe such as "Li Chuangwang", "Red Storm", "Red Rock".

Cheng Weijia called out "Teacher Lin" one after another. Faced with such senior qualifications, Lin Weimin's attitude was very low.

When we came to the rehearsal field, Cheng Weijia naturally wanted the actors to show themselves in front of Lin Weimin, the original screenwriter.

The basic skills of actors in this era are very solid, at least Lin Weimin doesn't think these actors will be much worse than the actors of Yanjing Renyi.

As for whether the image conforms to his original screenwriter's imagination, that's not important. Now the Zhijiang Repertory Troupe is going to rehearse "Untouchable", and this is their home field.

After watching for a long time, the whole rehearsal hall was in harmony.

The next step is to discuss the issue of the script, which is not something for actors to participate in.

Cheng Weijia called several main creators of the crew over, and let everyone listen to Lin Weimin's sharing of his original intention and experience when creating "Untouchable" and Yanjing Renyi's experience in rehearsing this play, which is very important for everyone to understand The script and subsequent creation are of great benefit.

Lin Weimin didn't shy away from it. The Zhijiang Repertory Troupe paid 300 yuan for the use of the script of "Untouchable". The two sides add up to ten yuan a day, which is 300 yuan a month, which is definitely a high salary among high salaries in this era.

Of course, the business trip subsidy was much higher than the salary, not to mention that Lin Weimin came to Zhijiang under the entrustment of both parties and received double subsidy.

Not to mention that if "Untouchable" is performed in the future, Zhijiang Repertory Troupe will also give Lin Weimin a share of each performance.

Therefore, Lin Weimin must do his best on other matters such as re-creation and rehearsal of other people's scripts.

It took a week, and finally explained all the problems of the script and the crew, and Lin Weimin's work was more than half completed.

The next step is the rough rehearsal of the cast and crew, and then the screenwriter Tong Tingmiao led everyone to revise the script until finally a finalized script was produced.

Lin Weimin must not be able to see the finalized script before he left. Cheng Weijia discussed with him. The cast has been roughed up for the past few days, and Lin Weimin has nothing to do with it. Let Zhang Qiang from the crew take him everywhere in various scenic spots in Hangzhou. Play around, this is an indispensable procedure for business trips this year.

There is heaven, there are Suzhou and Hangzhou.

Since ancient times, Hangzhou has been a famous city in the world, and the beautiful scenery in the city is innumerable. The West Lake alone has attracted many famous works of scholars to Hangzhou.

Zhang Qiang deliberately borrowed the camera from the troupe, "Mr. Lin, today we will shoot casually, don't worry about the film, I will report to the troupe."

Lin Weimin repeatedly refused, "No need, I can just walk around and have a look around, there is no need to take pictures."

He didn't know if other men were like this, anyway, he didn't like taking pictures.

The West Lake in the early 80s was far from being crowded with people in later generations.

The day Lin Weimin came was a working day, and it was a rare sunny day in Hangzhou.

The weather is hot, and fewer people come out to play.

Lin Weimin was standing by the West Lake, where there were only two sporadic boats playing on the lake.

Looking at the beautiful scenery in front of him, he couldn't help feeling a little romantic.

"By the lake, there is no day of spring breeze, and the surface of Jinbi Tower is the same.

The white bird is used to going up and down with the boat, and the painted bridge divides the water from west to east.

A hundred years of joy is floating in the clouds, and a period of sadness is in the picture.

There is no place to ask about the negative flow of the old, but the lotus flower is so popular today. "

With a camera hanging around his neck, Zhang Qiang was full of admiration, and exclaimed, "Good poetry! Teacher Lin, you are so talented!"

Lin Weimin was a little embarrassed by this kid's support, so he looked around, fortunately there were not many people.

He waved his hand at Zhang Qiang and said, "This is "Rivering on the West Lake" written by Zhou Deng of the Song Dynasty. It's not that I have talent, but someone else has talent!"

Zhang Qiang didn't even know how to read and write, and he didn't know who Zhou Deng was, but he really admired Mr. Lin for being able to speak clearly while looking at the scenery.

No wonder he is a great writer!

The two were talking and laughing as they walked by the West Lake. Seeing that Lin Weimin didn't need him to take pictures, Zhang Qiang took them himself.

"Today, thanks to Mr. Lin, I can come to West Lake to play around." Zhang Qiang said excitedly.

"I was the one who borrowed your light. With you here by my side, I won't lose my eyesight!"

Zhang Qiang was happy in his heart, because he was a cultural person who spoke nicely.

The two walked to the pier, and happened to see tourists disembarking after rafting. Zhang Qiang was surprised when he saw it: "It's still a foreigner!"

At this time, foreigners are not common, so Zhang Qiang's strangeness is understandable.

Lin Weimin didn't care, and was about to walk by, when a boy with a strange face came up to him, he looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, he was grinning brightly.

"David, Susan, how are you? I didn't lie to you. Boating on the West Lake is the best way to experience the West Lake." The boy spoke very idiomatic English.

And the person the boy spoke to was a boy and a girl who had just got off the boat.

"Yun, you are so right! It's a wonderful experience to play on the West Lake on a boat." The blond boy exclaimed excitedly.

While the two were talking, Lin Weimin stopped in his tracks.

Zhang Qiang asked, "Teacher Lin, what's the matter?"

Lin Weimin looked at the strange boy, hesitated for a moment, and said, "It's nothing, that little guy looks very special."

Zhang Qiang had noticed the boy's peculiar appearance just now, but he didn't care at all at the moment, and said naturally: "It's ugly enough!"

Lin Weimin glanced at Zhang Qiang helplessly, brother, don't misinterpret my meaning!

Besides, can we not say bad things about others so loudly?
"I can't say that. We can't decide what we look like. And beauty and ugliness are only relative terms. There is no absolute beauty or absolute ugliness. People just look very special, but that doesn't mean they are ugly. .”

Zhang Qiang didn't expect that what he said casually would attract Teacher Lin's criticism, and he felt a little annoyed because he thought that kid was really ugly.

But at the same time, he felt that Mr. Lin was really powerful, and what he said made sense. He said a little embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, Mr. Lin, it's because I didn't speak well."

Lin Weimin smiled and said, "You shouldn't have told me you're sorry..."

As he said so, he looked at the little guy they were discussing just now.

There was a bit of anger in the little guy's eyes, obviously he heard Zhang Qiang's unscrupulous speech just now.

"Yun, what's the matter? Are they talking about you?" The blond boy next to the little guy obviously noticed his emotional change, and seeing his eyes fixed on Lin Weimin and the two of them, he couldn't help asking.

The little guy spoke English and chattered a few words to the blond boy, and the blond boy looked at Lin Weimin and the two with a bit of anger in his eyes.

It's embarrassing to say bad things and get caught right away.

Lin Weimin showed a good-natured smile, "Comrade, I'm really sorry, we both lost our words."

Being called a comrade by Lin Weimin, the anger on the little guy's face calmed down a bit. He has always been younger than his peers, but in fact he is already this year and just took the college entrance examination.

"This matter has nothing to do with you, I have heard it." The little guy looked at Zhang Qiang who was on the side as he spoke.

At this moment, Zhang Qiang could only bite the bullet and come out, "This fellow...comrade, I'm really sorry just now, I just have a bad tongue, please forgive my recklessness."

The little guy has been called ugly by people since he was a child, and he doesn't really care about it, but what Zhang Qiang said just now was too unscrupulous, and he thought to himself that there are foreign friends around him, so let this person who speaks ill of him Apologizing to myself is not too difficult.

Zhang Qiang's attitude of apologizing was quite sincere, and the little guy also took advantage of the slope to go down the donkey, pretending to be generous: "Since you have already apologized, then forget it. Be more careful in the future, not everyone is as easy-talking as I am."

Zhang Qiang nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, I'm really sorry."

Zhang Qiang's attitude gave the little guy a lot of face. He felt that he should show his gentlemanly demeanor in front of foreign friends, so he extended his hand to Zhang Qiang.

"Forget it, we don't know each other. Let's get to know each other. My name is Jack Ma."

Zhang Qiang stretched out his hand, "My name is Zhang Qiang, and I'm an employee of Zhijiang Drama Troupe."

As he spoke, he introduced Lin Weimin again, "This is Teacher Lin Weimin, a writer, do you know him?"

Ma Yun's eyes suddenly lit up, Lin Weimin?Great writer?
"Hello, Teacher Lin!" Ma Yun stretched out his hand to Lin Weimin.

(End of this chapter)