1980 My Literary Era.

Chapter 503 The Big Dipper is Shining!

Ma Yuan was passing through Yanjing this time, and he came and went in a hurry. After staying for two days, he boarded the train back to Liaodong, and the Chinese New Year was coming soon.

After seeing off Ma Yuan, Lin Weimin received an invitation call from the Spring Festival Gala program group.

This year's Spring Festival Gala is the 1989 Spring Festival Gala, and the director has already changed. This time the program team called Lin Weimin to invite him to attend the Spring Festival Gala as the honorary chairman of the China Youth Education Development Foundation and the founder of the Hope Project, and to share with the national audience Meet and play a publicity role.

Lin Weimin thought about it for a moment before rejecting the invitation. He had already gained enough limelight a while ago, and it would not be a good thing to go to the Spring Festival Gala again.

The program team was sent to the foundation with just one phone call. The foundation has a lot of staff, so it's not easy to find a leader to attend the Spring Festival Gala?It can also play a role in publicity.

Two days later, Haiyan went to the editorial department with a happy face.

"What's the matter? Is there a new work?" Lin Weimin asked with a smile.

Haiyan shook his head, "It's not about creation, it's about work. I've been transferred to work at the Kunlun Hotel, and I'm planning to save a game tonight and invite everyone to dinner."

The Kunlun Hotel is a five-star hotel under the public security system, and it is also one of the earliest joint venture hotels in China.

After chatting with Haiyan, Lin Weimin found out that this time, the Kunlun Hotel was taken over by Jin Jiang Group in Shanghai, and he happened to find an opportunity to jump here to work.

Lin Weimin originally thought that Haiyan was going to a restaurant for a treat, but he didn't expect that his treat was in the courtyard of Gongjian Hutong.

After get off work in the evening, it was already dark, Lin Weimin drove to Gongjian Hutong, and before entering the yard, he heard the noise coming from inside.

After entering the door, the stove was lit in the room, and the clear soup in the copper pot on the dining table was already boiling and steaming.

More than a dozen men were sitting or standing in the room, with different expressions, laughing and cursing, very lively.

Seeing Lin Weimin coming, everyone said hello together.

"Hey, there are enough people today!" Lin Weimin laughed.

When they talked about why they didn't go to the restaurant, they started to gather in the yard instead, and Wang Shuo's face was flushed.

"Going outside to eat is not as good as eating in the yard! Such a big place is open, and I asked Haiyan to buy fifty catties of mutton, all sliced, open to eat, eat whatever you want!"

Feng Xiaogang said again: "Mr. Lin, your yard is really wonderful. It has almost become everyone's spiritual home in the past few months, and I don't want to leave when I come here. Just stay here, comfortable!"

Lin Weimin bought the courtyard in Gongjian Hutong and simply tidied it up. It is no different from the courtyards where most people in Yanjing lived in this era.

After Haima studio came in, there were many people and great strength. You built bricks and tiles, but you managed to tidy up the place in a decent way. Once you enter the yard, it is full of life.

What's even more rare is that this place has become a permanent base for everyone. No matter when you come, there are always people there, and it is always lively. Who would not like this kind of atmosphere?
"What's the most important thing? Haiyan will soon be the manager of the Kunlun Hotel, a five-star hotel. My buddies have to go to him with a stomach in their stomachs, and ask him to sign the bill after dinner!" Feng Xiaogang smirked. said.

Haiyan laughed heartlessly, thinking that what Feng Xiaogang said was a joke.

Lin Weimin glanced at him sympathetically, the young man is still young, are you really kidding me when you treat these bastards who are not taking advantage enough?
In later generations, Haiyan became the manager of the Kunlun Hotel, and his group of poor brothers made a fortune, so they went to the restaurant to eat and drink when they had nothing to do. Because of face, Haiyan had to entertain him when he came, and he had to make an agreement with the waiter Sign his bill.

After drinking and eating, this group of people will go to the swimming pool to swim a couple of laps, and sit by the pool hoping to see a beautiful woman in a bikini.

It's a pity that all the rough old men with the same purpose as them went there, so everyone had to sit by the pool and discuss scripts. Many scripts of Haima Studio were produced by the pool of Kunlun Hotel.

Everyone sat down talking and laughing, a few people were busy eating, and Feng Xiaogang was the busiest one.

Lin Weimin greeted Liu Heng and talked about Han Zhuangzhuang.

"Zhuang Zhuang said that Director Xie wants to use him as the male lead, it's all good words for you!"

"Director Xie is from the Film Academy, and Zhuang Zhuang is also a student from the Film Academy. They are all members of my own family, and besides, he has a relationship with you. He also performed very well in "Red Sorghum", so we can ask him to be a male actor. The protagonist, is also good for the movie."

Lin Weimin smiled and said a few words to Liu Heng. This is the benefit of the circle that many people in later generations envy, but unfortunately it is of no use to Lin Weimin.

With his current status, wherever he goes, there is a circle.

But Lin Weimin naturally accepted Liu Heng's kindness.

After eating, Wang Shuo told Lin Weimin about his idea for Haima.

Because of the unfavorable start, not many people participated in that idea, only five people, Wang Shuo, Feng Xiaogang, Ma Dudu, Qiao Yu, and Su Lei.

Now the script has been written for more than ten episodes, and it will be live in a year. Zheng Xiaolong and his center are ready to invest, and the name has been decided.

"The Story of the Editor".

"Not bad, this efficiency is not bad."

Lin Weimin praised, and then looked at Feng Xiaogang, "Xiaogang is not bad, I didn't realize that he also has a talent for screenwriting!"

"Hey, I have to thank Mr. Lin for giving me a chance for this rough jade!"

Feng Xiaogang stood up and toasted Lin Weimin with a glass of wine. Holding Lin Weimin in his arms, he didn't even brag about himself.

Everyone laughed, everyone didn't take Feng Xiaogang's self-promotion to heart, he has always played the role of activating the atmosphere in this circle.

Lin Weimin looked at Feng Xiaogang, and said seriously: "You still have the talent in this area, the most important thing is to put your heart into it."

Feng Xiaogang has been in this circle for a long time, and he is used to being a buffoon and everyone's condiment. Every time only when Lin Weimin is present, he can feel the precious respect, and he feels grateful in his heart.

Zheng Xiaolong looked at Lin Weimin's attitude towards Feng Xiaogang, and said in agreement: "Xiaogang is really hardworking. In the past few years, he has trained himself to be a versatile player in the crew. I think he can save a crew by himself."

Zheng Xiaolong's words made Feng Xiaogang's heart ecstatic, but he thought delicately, "Director, are you going to want me anymore? I will be your soldier until then!"

Lin Weimin said: "Xiaogang, don't underestimate yourself. You have been on the crew for several years, and your ability must be fine. Looking back, "The Story of the Editorial Department" is really going to be filmed. Let your director be flexible and let you practice your skills!"

Feng Xiaogang felt his heart was about to jump out. He knew that he should be humble at this time, but he just couldn't help it, and looked at Zheng Xiaolong with hopeful eyes.

He has been waiting for several years, isn't he waiting for this opportunity?
Teacher Lin's casual sentence may have decided his fate.

As soon as Lin Weimin's words fell to the ground, Zheng Xiaolong didn't even have time to meet Feng Xiaogang's eyes, he raised his head and laughed, "Mr. Lin, you know how to use people well. Xiaogang is really a talent for being an artist. He has been training in the crew for several years. , It’s time to try to be alone.”

He looked at Feng Xiaogang again, and said, "This time, "The Story of the Editorial Department" is a unit drama. How about drawing out a unit for you to practice alone? Baogang will check it out."

Zhao Baogang nodded and said, "No problem."

The TV series "The Story of the Editorial Department" has been preliminarily determined by the North TV Center to be directed by Zhao Baogang, a half-way monk.

Feng Xiaogang was ecstatic when he heard the words. He had been thinking about the matter for several years, but he didn't expect that it could be done with a simple sentence from Mr. Lin.

"Hey! I said that when I went out this morning, I met a magpie screaming at me? I dare say that Teacher Lin, Director Zhao, and you three want to praise me.

Xiao Feng, I am grateful, first respect three! "

As he spoke, Feng Xiaogang picked up the wine bottle and poured himself wine, drinking three glasses in a row.

Everyone applauded!

After drinking three cups, Feng Xiaogang wanted to toast alone, but was stopped by Lin Weimin.

"Okay, Xiaogang, just make up your mind. If you drink too much, be careful your body can't take it!"

Feng Xiaogang was holding the wine bottle, and for some reason, when he heard Mr. Lin's words, he felt an urge to cry.

"Listen to you!" Feng Xiaogang lowered his head and sat back.

Wang Shuo giggled and said, "I had a bad start a while ago, and all the bastards ran away. Thanks to Xiaogang who saved scripts with me. You guys, it's time for Xiaogang to do something he is good at."

Zheng Xiaolong said with a smile: "Yes, yes, our work is not in place, thank you Teacher Wang for your criticism and correction!"

Zheng Xiaolong's words were yin and yang, everyone laughed, Wang Shuo laughed and cursed a few words.

The dinner lasted until after nine o'clock, and several people had drunk too much and were sent into the house to sleep on the bed.This is one of the advantages of the yard. The place is large and the conditions are good. No matter how hard you are, you can have a place to sleep if you don’t go home.

Eat and drink enough, the mess can only be cleaned up tomorrow.

The others were going back to their respective homes. How many people Lin Weimin could take with him in the car, and put them one by one on the side of the road. When only he and Feng Xiaogang were left in the car, Feng Xiaogang said, "Mr. Lin, thank you?"

Lin Weimin drove the car and said casually, "Thank me for what?"

"Thank you for speaking for me!"

"It's a matter of one sentence." Lin Weimin said.

"Your words are more useful than anything else." Feng Xiaogang said with emotion.

"It's not that exaggerated. Without your usual hard work, Xiaolong and the others wouldn't dare to entrust you with such an important matter!"

In the darkness, Feng Xiaogang cast a glance at Lin Weimin.

Teacher Lin is good at everything, but he doesn't like to take credit for it. This is of course a good character, but sometimes it is easy to suffer when you meet a rascal like him.

Thinking of this in his heart, Feng Xiaogang laughed at himself again, when is it his turn to worry about Mr. Lin?Waiting for idlers to take advantage of him?

"Anyway, I have to thank you. To put it bluntly, you are my Bole. I say this from the bottom of my heart." Feng Xiaogang said sincerely.

Lin Weimin smiled, the car stopped, and he said: "Don't talk about it if you know it's nasty. To be kind to others is to be kind to yourself. Above others, treat others as human beings; below others, treat yourself as human beings. In the future, if you If you have the ability, just thinking about it is enough.”

Feng Xiaogang chewed on the two words Lin Weimin said, and couldn't help but think of all the experiences he had with Zheng Xiaolong, and knew in his heart that this was Teacher Lin reminding him.

"I remember this!"

After Feng Xiaogang said this, he opened the door and got out of the car.

Watching the car drive into the night, Feng Xiaogang let out a breath of white air, and looked up to the sky.

The Big Dipper is shining!

(End of this chapter)