1980 My Literary Era.

Chapter 194 Chapter 132
Zhijiang Art School, female dormitory.

When Tao Huimin returned to the dormitory, several girls were comforting Concubine He Sai.

"Concubine Sai, don't be so hard on yourself, you will be scolded when you are scolded! Who in our regiment has never been scolded, does the leader usually praise you less often?"

"Yes. It doesn't matter if we don't meet. He likes you so much, and he will definitely contact you in the future."

……

Concubine He Sai fainted at the backstage of the theater at noon. Everyone always thought that it was because she was caught by the head of the theater, and she couldn't go to the appointment with her sweetheart as promised.

But in fact, only Concubine He Sai knew that the reason why she fainted was completely out of embarrassment.

At this time, she was leaning against the head of the bed with a miserable expression, surrounded by a few girls.

Tao Huimin attracted everyone's attention as soon as she entered.

"Huimin, what did you do this afternoon, and why are you only coming back now? The leader is still looking for you?" a girl said.

Tao Huimin's eyes flickered, "I had a stomachache when I was in the hospital, and I rested in the corridor for a while and fell asleep."

Everyone didn't take her words seriously. Tao Huimin usually kept quiet and aloof from the world. After a word of concern, everyone focused their energy on He Saifei.

Only Concubine He Sai's eyes were still following Tao Huimin.

With a guilty conscience, she took off her clothes to wash up, and lay down on the bed when she came back.

They all lived on iron frame beds, and Jiang Yao's bed was facing Tao Huimin.

When no one was paying attention, Jiang Yao lowered her voice and said, "Huimin, are you going to see that person?"

A few days ago, Tao Huimin and her two went to the West Lake to play. Tao Huimin also played Yang Wufeng. How long did it take to disappear, and she became more certain in her heart.

Tao Huimin was startled, quickly covered her mouth, and glanced around.

"Don't say it outside." Tao Huimin begged.

Jiang Yao gave her a look, and Tao Huimin let go.

"Don't worry, my mouth is very strict." Jiang Yao's eyes were a little smug, "Why do you think everyone still thinks that person is after Sister Sai? I haven't said before about the two of us going to the West Lake, otherwise Everyone already knew."

Tao Huimin showed a grateful smile to Jiang Yao, "Jiang Yao, thank you."

The two were talking, and it was time to turn off the lights.

"Go to bed early, you have to get up early tomorrow."

Before going to sleep, Tao Huimin glanced in He Saifei's direction, and happened to see He Saifei staring at her.

Others didn't know that she and Jiang Yao had been to the West Lake, but Concubine He Sai knew that Tao Huimin had made an appointment with Concubine He Sai first that day, and that Concubine He Saifei had dated Jiang Yao only if Concubine He Saifei didn't go to her.

Tao Huimin avoided Concubine He Sai's eyes, feeling a little sorry for Concubine He Sai.

The lights were turned off, and the dormitory was pitch black, and some girls who couldn't sleep were still whispering.

Concubine He Sai lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling.

Every time she recalled the experience of the past few days, she felt infinite embarrassment welling up in her heart.

She mistook the fruit baskets and notes given to others as her own, and was ridiculed by everyone for several days, even she herself took it seriously.

But when she read the last content on the note today, her mind was almost blank.She didn't figure out what was going on until she was lying on the hospital bed in the afternoon.

It turned out that Tao Huimin was after Tao Huimin, but she misrepresented her love for a few days.

She was so ashamed and angry that even Tao Huimin hated her.

But after thinking about it now, what's wrong with Tao Huimin?
In the past few days, she neither teased or made fun of Yangzi, nor tripped herself up. Everything was a misunderstanding.

and……

Concubine He Sai thought that everyone mistakenly thought that she didn't go to the West Lake for the appointment because she was caught by the group leader. It is estimated that Tao Huimin didn't tell anyone about it, and Concubine He Sai felt better.

After thinking about it, she couldn't help but return her attention to the man who wrote poems for her, no, for Tao Huimin.

Huimin must have gone to see him in the afternoon, what will he look like?

"Tall and tall, very energetic", He Saifei thought of the conductor's evaluation of that man, and then thought of the talented love poem, He Saifei felt uncomfortable again.

Who is he?
What does it look like?

In the morning of the next day, Lin Weimin didn't get up until the sun was high. When he was having breakfast, he couldn't help thinking about what happened yesterday. It felt a little unreal until he touched the handkerchief in his pocket.

The glimpse by the West Lake was not even considered a formal acquaintance, it was only yesterday, and they held hands when they met for the first time. According to the way of getting along in this era, he and Tao Huimin should have developed rapidly.

Thinking about how Qu Xiaowei and Liu Haiyan corresponded for more than a year, and they met after sending a lot of things, his efficiency is already considered leveraged.

Tao Huimin should have set off to Xiangjiang with their troupe by now, right?
Thinking of this, Lin Weimin felt a little lost. His trip in Hangzhou was coming to an end.

This time he took 20 days of leave, and it seems that half a month has passed, and he still has a task to visit several authors in Zhijiang Province.

Thinking of this, Lin Weimin got up and went to Zhijiang Drama Troupe to say goodbye.

The rehearsal of "Untouchable" is still going on. Cheng Weijia heard that Lin Weimin was leaving, so he organized an informal performance for Lin Weimin.

After watching everyone's rehearsal results, Lin Weimin expressed his affirmation.

It will take some time for the finalized script to come out, and the repertory theater troupe will mail a copy to Lin Weimin, the original screenwriter.

Once again, Lin Weimin was taken to the train station by the car of the repertory troupe, and it was the young man Zhang Qiang who sent him off, "Mr. Lin, I have learned a lot from you these few days."

"Don't say that, I have to thank you for your care these days."

After exchanging a few pleasantries with Xiang Xiang, Lin Weimin boarded the train and said goodbye.

Fortunately, it is in the province to visit the authors at an average rate of one a day, otherwise Lin Weimin's waist would be exhausted.

On the last day, Lin Weimin came out of the train station and inquired about the location of the Haiyan County Cultural Center along the way.

The cultural center at the county level looks very simple, just a three-story building, but it is already a rare majestic building in a county like Haiyan County.

Lin Weimin inquired about Yu Hua's office, but when he knocked on the door, he found that there was no one there.

He grabbed a young man who had just tapped hot water, "Comrade, may I ask you, did Yu Hua not come to work today?"

The young man's expression was a little surprised, "Here we come."

"Where is he?"

The young man pouted in the direction of the street, "Then you went outside to look for it?"

Lin Weimin immediately understood what he meant and burst out laughing.

He went to visit the author in the past few days, and this happened more than once.

After asking Yu Hua about where he might go, Lin Weimin came out of the cultural center.

The county seat of Haiyan County is not big, and the street in front of the county cultural center is far from prosperous. Lin Weimin walked around the street for less than 2 minutes before he found Yu Hua who was eating breakfast at the breakfast stand.

Sea soul shirt, big pants, slippers, the cool outfit is not only practical, but also has a mix-and-match flavor.

Yu Hua was holding a bowl of Jingfentou, which was delicious, when he was sitting alone at the table. He glanced to the side, and the soup in the bowl spilled out in fright.

"Mr. Lin?" He exclaimed.

"You startled me!" Lin Weimin scolded Yu Hua, "Is this delicious?"

After Yu Hua was startled, he paused for a few seconds, "This is Beijing noodles, our local specialty, would you like a bowl?"

What Lin Weimin likes most about Yu Hua is his quick wit, "Then let's have a bowl."

Yu Hua immediately got up like a dog, "Comrade, bring me another bowl of Jingfentou at this table."

The practice of Beijing noodles is to boil the thick short-thread noodles, simmer on the stove with a low heat, and fill half a bowl with a colander before serving, add broth, and then add mustard mustard powder, pig lungs, pig heart Mix ingredients such as powder and beef.

The hot Jingfen was served on the table, and Lin Weimin took a sip. His stomach, which had been empty all night, finally warmed up, and he felt refreshed.

He has been on the road for the past few days and is very tired.

After taking a sip of the soup in the bowl, Lin Weimin chatted casually: "Your life is quite chic now, you come here for breakfast during work hours."

Yu Hua laughed and said, "This is what I call work!"

Lin Weimin was speechless for a while with this boy's upright look.

Looking at Yu Hua's small life, and seeing himself getting up early and staying late every day, Lin Weimin was a little envious of his work in the cultural center.

No wonder even Zheng Guo, the second-generation official, went to work in the cultural center, so cool!

"Have you started writing recently?"

"I'm sure I'm not idle. You know me. Although I work hard, I'm very diligent in writing. Can I be so rampant in the cultural center?"

Lin Weimin scolded with a smile: "You still know you are crazy!"

After breakfast, Yu Hua took Lin Weimin back to the Cultural Center, walked all the way, the office was mostly empty, Yu Hua introduced: "This is not coming to work yet."

Lin Weimin joked: "Good unit! You have come to the right place."

"I think so."

When he came to the office, Yu Hua's desk was scribbled, just like his appearance.

He sorted out a stack of manuscript paper from the drawer, "This was written some time ago, please help the guide know."

Lin Weimin took the manuscript, pulled a chair and sat down.

"Going on a Journey", you can get a glimpse of the content of the novel from the title of the novel.

Read on, Lin Weimin was not surprised.

"I" has just turned eighteen, and with a whole body of rebellion and curiosity about the outside world, I started a journey and exiled myself into a huge social environment.

The general content of the novel is that I just became an adult and couldn’t wait to see the outside world. I wanted to take a ride when I went on a trip, but I met a driver who was bullying and afraid of hard work. Facing my flattery and kindness, I was aggressive, and the mountain people who were robbed were obsequious. .

As a hot-blooded young man, I claimed to be righteous and stepped forward to stop it, but was beaten all over by the mountain people. The driver who was obedient to the robbery not only stood idly by, but even when I was unable to move, the mountain people who joined forces to rob me took my bag.

To sum it up, I rushed into this world full of enthusiasm and hope, but was hit hard by reality!
After reading the manuscript, Lin Weimin pinched the manuscript and said, "Is this based on the news about 'grabbing apples' some time ago?"

Yu Hua nodded, "You have really good eyesight, you can see it right away."

Lin Weimin scolded with a smile: "Stop complimenting me, do you really think I don't read newspapers?"

The apple grabbing incident in the novel happened not long ago, except for the absence of the character "I", everything else is basically true.

The planned economy is still the mainstream these days. The cars that transport apples belong to the state, and the apples they receive also belong to the state. The driver’s first reaction when encountering a robbery is to run away. After all, things belong to the state, but their lives are their own.

After this incident happened, it was directly published in the local newspaper, and then it was reposted by newspapers around the world. It also aroused a discussion in the society. The theme was naturally the debate between the protection of national property and the safety of personal life.

"You really keep abreast of current events, and the novel is well written!" Lin Weimin praised.

Yu Hua was overjoyed, "Can you publish it?"

Lin Weimin hesitated for a while, "It's better to change it again, it's a bit rough. The structure can be optimized to form a perfect closed loop."

Yu Hua is a clever person, and Lin Weimin understood as soon as he said it.

"No problem, I'll send it to you after editing."

"Row."

After reading this novel, Lin Weimin asked again: "Is this the only one you wrote? Are there any others?"

"There is a novella still being written."

Lin Weimin paused, "Then send it to me when it's finished."

"it is good."

After finishing the business, Yu Hua took Lin Weimin to visit the surrounding attractions.

It is a disadvantage if you don't go to the scenic spots on business trips these days.

Lin Weimin waved his hand and refused, "I can't do it. I've been out for too long, if I don't go back I'll have to peel my skin."

Today happened to be the 20th day before he left Beijing, so he took 20 days off. It would take more than a day to return to Yanjing, so there was no further delay.

After having lunch with Yu Hua at noon, Lin Weimin boarded the train back to Beijing.

(End of this chapter)