Back to 80: My literary life.

Chapter 359 358 It’s your glory if the shot is successful, and it’s not my shame if it’s failed.
Are you still taking the initiative to challenge?
Fang Minghua knew that Li Hongying could drink two drinks, but he wouldn't drink with a girl's family. Others thought he had some evil intentions.

However, Mo Yan had a good drinker, so the three of them drank. He also gave Yu Hua, who couldn't drink, a bottle of "Arctic Ocean" and asked him to drink the same drink as Chen Hong.

This guy, Bei Bingyang was drinking quite happily, chatting with Chen Hong about something.

Fang Minghua thought of something and asked Mo Yan: "I heard that Zhang Yimou bought the copyright of the movie "Red Sorghum" you wrote and asked you to write the script. How was your writing?"

"Editor Fang, please don't mention this." Mo Yan took a bite of food and sighed.

"What's wrong? You didn't write?"

"No, do you know how many words I wrote? A total of 60,000 words! After giving it to Director Zhang to finalize, it was cut to 20,000 words! The final version is completely different from the original script! I will never write a script again in the future "

"But I also told Director Zhang that the work can be modified as needed. It is your glory, Zhang Yimou, to make it well, and it is not my shame if it fails." "

Fang Minghua laughed loudly after hearing this: "Don't worry, Zhang Yimou will never smash it."

"Hey, Mo Yan, your novel is going to be adapted into a movie? Who is Zhang Yimou?" Yu Hua, who was standing next to him, jumped in curiously.

"Anytime!"

"Yu Hua!"

I wonder if the hundreds of acres of sorghum grown by Zhang Yimou for filming are reliable?

Yu Hua was also unambiguous.

Everyone had a great time drinking the wine. After it was over, Mo Yan was going to return to work. He also said that Zhang Yimou would start shooting the movie in his hometown of Gaomi in the next two days and invited him to watch it live.

"Director Zhang used a college student named Gong Li, who had not yet graduated from Yandian University, to play the role of Jiu'er. I was opposed to it at the time. The character of Jiu'er requires sufficient emotions and life experience. I felt that college students lacked this. Director Zhang said that in order to dissuade me Because of his concerns, he insisted on letting me go to the filming location," Mo Yan explained.

Not reliable?
Very reliable.

"Yu Hua, you don't need to be envious." Fang Minghua took over the words: "In the future, if you write a very good novel, you can still turn it into a movie."

"What were you doing there?" Yu Hua asked curiously.

"Oh, it's amazing." After hearing this, Yu Hua suddenly showed an envious look on his face.

But Fang Minghua didn't say this.

"That's right, Editor Fang is right. You don't have to envy me. Your novel will also be made into a movie in the future. Come on, let's have a drink." Mo Yan raised his glass.

"College student? I think it's a bit unreliable." Yu Hua nodded after hearing this.

"Zhang Yimou is a director of Xiying Film, who was introduced to me by Editor Fang." Mo Yan explained: "He made the movie "No One Less" adapted from Editor Fang's novel of the same name."

"About the novel written by Mo Yan, I will find an opportunity to debate with you!"

Several people put Mo Yan on the bus and then returned to school.

Novels written by myself do not have this honor.

"What's wrong?" Yu Hua stopped and looked at her.

A few minutes after entering the school gate, Fang Minghua and Yu Hua separated from the two girls at a fork in the road and walked towards the male students' dormitory. But before they had taken two steps, they heard Li Hongying shout something.

It is a very proud thing for a writer to have his friend's novel adapted into a movie.

Fang Minghua laughed secretly in his heart.

Li Hongying snorted, turned around and walked towards the female students' dormitory.

Chen Hong hurriedly followed and saw that Fang Minghua and Yu Hua had already walked away, so he curiously asked his companion: "What are you arguing with Yu Hua about?"

"It's the novel "Happiness" written by Mo Yan. This afternoon I went to Teacher Fang's dormitory to return the magazine to talk about this novel. Later, Yu Hua and Mo Yan happened to arrive, and we started arguing about this novel."

As Li Hongying left, she told Chen Hong what she had argued with Yu Hua in the afternoon.

Chen Hong listened carefully.

Although Fang Minghua didn't let her read this novel, she read it after returning to the dormitory out of curiosity. Now that she heard Chen Hong's story, she couldn't help but say. "Yu Hua is very eloquent and what he says is well-founded."

"Hey, Chen Hong, isn't this a competition of eloquence? Do you think what he said makes sense?" Li Hongying said.

"It seems. Okay, okay, Hongying, why are you arguing with him about this? Teacher Fang, do you think which one of you is right?"

"Teacher Fang didn't express his position at the time. I thought he was very cunning," Li Hongying said.

"Hehe. You actually said that Teacher Fang is cunning? Be careful that Teacher Fang gives you some shoes to wear!" Chen Hong joked.

"I'm not afraid. Besides, Teacher Fang is not that kind of person!"

"Then tell me, what kind of person is Mr. Fang?"

"What kind of person? He must be a good person!"

Fang Minghua didn't expect that the girl sent him a good guy card.

However, in this era, the good person card is not a derogatory connotation, it is the other party's heartfelt appreciation and respect.

Two days later, Lu Yao's reply also came. In the letter, Lu Yao praised Fang Minghua fiercely: "Minghua, what you wrote is exactly what I thought! Except for He Xiulian's ending, maybe it was Because of my mood, the ending of the character was a bit sad, and now I feel like you handled it well."

In the letter, Lu Yao expressed his views on the copyright treatment of this third film, saying that all copyrights for this third film should belong to Fang Minghua.

All mine?

That doesn't work, it doesn't make sense either emotionally or rationally.

No more than two people can jointly own it.

Fang Minghua quickly replied to Lu Yao's letter and called Zhao Hongjun to tell him that the third part had been finalized and the copyright had been finalized.

"Okay! The first and second volumes are currently being printed. Everything is ready and all we need is the east wind!"

Fang Minghua knew that the Dongfeng that Zhao Hongjun was talking about was the broadcast on CCTV.

Just outside the Fuxing Gate building not too far from Luyuan, the recording of "The Ordinary World" is in progress.

In order to perform this full-length novel well, Ye Yongmei did a lot of desk work.

The recorder Li Yemo also made an overall design and experiment with the performance style of the work: he listed out all the places in the book that contained the lyrics of "Xintianyou" and performed them for Ye Yongmei in several ways.

Along with the sound of the piano and singing, the rough, bold, and deep baritone sounded in the hall, lingering in Ye Yongmei's heart for a long time...

After three months of hard work, the first part of this novel has finally been completely recorded. Today is the final debugging, and the book will be broadcast at noon tomorrow.

Xijing Xingfu Community.

It's a little after twelve noon.

Lu Yao changed his usual habit of taking a lunch break after dinner and sat in the living room listening to the advertisements on the radio and kept looking at the watch on his wrist.

Ye Yongmei, who was far away in Yanjing, called Xijing and told him the broadcast time of the "Ordinary World" radio drama.

That is 1987:4 noon on April 20, 12.

He had already adjusted the radio channel to AM747 kilohertz, which was the "long-running" program of the Central People's Broadcasting Station.

The time reached 12:, and after a burst of cheerful music ended, a female voice came: "The Central People's Broadcasting Station is now broadcasting the first episode of the radio drama "The Ordinary World" adapted from Lu Yao's novel of the same name."

Soon a magnetic baritone, with some depth, roughness and boldness, came along the radio waves:
"In February and March of 1975, on an ordinary day, the fine rain mixed with a few snowflakes were falling to the earth. The season was approaching, and of course the snow would no longer remain, often before it fell to the ground. , has disappeared without a trace. The cold and long winter of the Loess Plateau seems to be over, but the truly warm spring is far from coming..."

Lu Yao couldn't help but shed tears as he listened.

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(End of this chapter)