The literary era since 1979

Chapter 86: My Young Self
It was noon, at Yenching Hospital.

Fang Yan sat at the table, concentrating on organizing the information needed for "The Hidden". These few days, he visited Shen Zui.

The opportunity that Shen Yanbing found for him!

As Shen Yanbing's disciple and the father of spy war literature!

Part of the film "After the Decisive Battle" by a Gongdelin graduate was based on "My Thirty Years" by Shen Zui. It's a pity that it has not been published yet, but the good thing is that the person is still alive.

The key point is that Shen Zui and the prototype of Jinmen Station Chief Wu Jingzhong, Wu Jingzhong, once had a good personal relationship and formed a deep friendship.

After going through the outline of "The Hidden Corner", Shen Zui was very happy to cooperate. He not only provided materials, but also helped sort out the relationships between the characters, found out the errors in his manuscript, and improved the details.

"Dong dong dong."

Just as he was about to start writing, there were several knocks on the door.

During Shen Yanbing's hospitalization, he basically hung up the "no visitors" sign. Even if someone wanted to visit, they had to get through Shen Shuang and Chen Xiaoman first. The people he could meet were all people with whom he had a close relationship.

As soon as I opened the door, it was just as I expected.

"Hello, Lord Cao."

"Xiao Fang, you are Brother Shen's disciple."

Wan Jiabao waved his hand and said, "Just call me 'sir'."

"Mr. Wan."

Fang Yan called again, asking Wan Jiabao and Wan Fang to sit down, "The teacher is on oxygen therapy, please sit down and wait for a while."

As he was speaking, Shen Yanbing, who had a tube inserted into his body, stretched out his skinny right hand from under the quilt, pointed at his nose, and pressed it twice in the air, with an expression of welcome and apology on his face.

Wan Jiabao grabbed his hand and said nothing.

"You drink water."

Fangyan brought them water.

When the hot water cooled down, it was almost time to remove the pipe. He skillfully helped Shen Yanbing unplug it and helped him sit up.

Wan Jiabao exchanged a few pleasantries and asked about his health.

"It's the same old problem. Emphysema."

Shen Yanbing couldn't help but laugh and said, "I often have asthma and lack of oxygen. The doctor gives me oxygen every quarter of an hour. But this time, I found that there are changes in my kidneys. I always have a low-grade fever, a little over 37 degrees."

Watching Fang Yan busying around, Wan Jiabao's eyes flashed with envy, "Brother Shen has taught a good student."

"Hahaha, I'm praising you."

Shen Yanbing made a joke to Fangyan.

Wan Jiabao said frankly that when he watched "Dark War", he felt that Fang Yan's dialect was excellent and he had extraordinary talent. He did not expect that under the guidance of Shen Yanbing, he would improve so quickly and could even write reform literature like "The Rise of the Qin Empire" which is disguised as historical literature.

"The master leads you in. Cultivation depends on oneself."

Shen Yanbing said with relief: "I didn't teach him much. It mainly depends on his own understanding and talent. You also know that literature requires understanding and talent, and these two things cannot be taught."

"Yes, when I saw him, I felt like I saw myself back then."

Wan Jiabao looked at Fangyan, and his eyes were full of the shadow of his youth.

"Sir, you are too kind."

There was a faint smile on Fangyan's lips.

There is no need to talk about Shen Yanbing. Wan Jiabao alone created his debut work "Thunderstorm" at the age of 23, which is the "cornerstone of Chinese drama realism". In the following years, he entered the golden period of creation and wrote "Sunrise" and "Wilderness"...

Compared with him, General Fang seems not so impressive.

"He can't compare to you back then."

Although Shen Yanbing said this, she smiled brightly.

Wan Jiabao said: "You can't say that. If I hadn't received the support of Brother Li and Brother Shen, I'm afraid I would still be a poor boy now."

"At most I wrote poetry."

Shen Yanbing said: "It was mainly Lao Ba. I watched the play Thunderstorm with him back then, and he cried four times. I have never seen a play that moved him so much."

The two of them reminisced about the past, talking to each other, and Fangyan only then realized that Shen Yanbing and Wan Jiabao had such a deep friendship.

"Thunderstorm" was performed in Shanghai for three months and caused a sensation in the city. Shen Yanbing specially wrote a congratulatory poem "Presented to Cao Yu".

"That year, there was a thunderstorm at sea, and the fog and clouds cleared up to reveal a bright sky."

"You are stronger than ever after all the hardships you have endured, and now Zhaojun is continuing the story of the King of Yue."

Shen Yanbing read it out slowly.

"It's no use now."

Wan Jiabao smiled bitterly, "Last year, Brother Li wrote to me to persuade me to write more. Not long ago, I received another letter from Huang Yongyu, saying that he didn't like my current plays, not a single one."

Huang Yongyu?
Isn't that the 'Father of Monkey Stamps' who drew the zodiac stamps?

Fangyan raised his eyebrows and ate the melon in silence.

Wan Jiabao sighed and said that he had many friends, but now only Huang Yongyu would criticize him so directly and harshly.

"Don't take it too seriously, take your time."

Shen Yanbing said a few words to comfort him.

Wan Jiabao turned to look at Fang Yan, "You must learn from my mistakes and create more works when you are young and creative. Write more good works like "Dark War" and "The Qin Dynasty: Fission". Otherwise, when you are old, ah~" "Sir, I will!"

Fangyan wasn't worried at all, because he was a cheater.

"When I was on a business trip to Shanghai, the comrades from the Shanghai Drama Theater showed me the adapted version of "Dark War". The rehearsal was very good. Of course, this was also because the original work itself was good enough."

Wan Jiabao gave a few compliments.

"The Shanghai Drama Theater even invited me to watch the premiere."

Fangyan smiled.

Shen Yanbing suddenly asked, "Brother Wan, "Dark War" is suitable for being adapted into a drama, does "The Great Qin Splitting" have the potential for adaptation?"

"Of course, it has more potential than "Dark War"!"

Wan Jiabao replied: "If it is done well, it may not only be a historical masterpiece, but also a drama that will set off a great reform tide in this era of reform!"

Fangyan narrowed his eyes and could hear the hidden meaning in Shen Yanbing's words, which was that he hoped that the People's Art Theatre could adapt "The Qin Empire: Fission" into a drama and tailor it for the future grand reform drama.

Whether it's money or not is a small matter.

Once it succeeds, the controversy over himself and "The Qin Empire" will be settled, including in the literary and art circles.

The People’s Art Theatre’s drama is a positive example!
By then it will cause a sensation across the country and win cheers and applause.

I can see Shen Yanbing's good intentions.

Wan Fang and Wan Jiabao could see it, so when they got home, Wan Fang changed her silence and asked curiously:

"Dad, is Uncle Shen too ..."

"That's great, isn't it?"

"Well, don't you think so?"

"This is what Brother Shen is like. He is very caring towards his peers and juniors in the literary world. Your father, I received a lot of care from him in my early years. It's not surprising at all."

Wan Jiabao said: "What's more, Xiao Fang is Brother Shen's last disciple, so he understands the significance of the word 'last disciple'."

Wan Fang asked, "Are you ready to agree to Uncle Shen's request?"

"Why not? I've always been optimistic about The Great Qin: Fission. It's the best drama model I've seen so far, and it has more potential than Wang Zhaojun!"

There was a hint of joy in Wan Jiabao's words.

"Since you think it's so good, why don't you come and modify it yourself?"

"Why do you think so?"

"Since Uncle Li and Uncle Huang have urged you to create more, and since you think that The Great Qin Splitting is so suitable, why not just do it and prove that you are still as skilled as ever."

Wan Fang said: "There is no such thing as 'a hero's twilight years'!"

"You..."

Wan Jiabao laughed and scolded her, then sent her to the living room.

I went to the study alone and found the bottom drawer of the table was locked. After unlocking it, I took out two letters.

One letter was from Huang Yongyu, and it read:

"I don't like any of your plays over the years. Your heart is not in the play. You are misled by your position. You are stuck in unwilling artistic creation..."

He frowned and looked at another letter from Li Yaotang:

"But I want to advise you to write more, write more of what you have wanted to write for many years. You are more talented than me, you are a good artist, but I am not, you should have fewer meetings...

Leave more things for future generations, give away all the treasures in your heart, and contribute to our Chinese cultural undertakings!"

After reading the two letters, his brows were furrowed.

Wan Jiabao took out stacks of drama scripts from the drawer, which he had accumulated over the years, and then flipped through them.

I sighed every time I turned the page.

Out of the corner of my eye, I involuntarily glanced at the table, only to find that the issue of People's Literature, which published "The Splitting of the Great Qin," was nowhere to be seen.

"Fangfang!"

Wan Jiabao walked out of the study and asked about his whereabouts.

Wan Fang held the magazine in her hands, without reacting, staring intently.

Wan Jiabao called out softly again.

"Dad, look at this! Look at this!"

Wan Fang handed over the latest issue of "Huaxia Youth".

Wan Jiabao glanced at his daughter in confusion, then looked at the journal and saw a striking title:

"Only through hard work and cultural confidence can China's rejuvenation be realized."

More importantly, all of the above content comes from one person.

dialect!

It’s this little Fang again!

(ps: During the great discussion on life, "Huaxia Youth" published an article called "Only by working hard can the Chinese dream be realized")
　Thanks to Maxim Xiaomianqiu for the 100 Starting Coins.

　　
　
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