Back to 80: My Literary Life

Of course Fang Minghua didn't know what was happening in southern Xinjiang thousands of miles away.

Zhu Lin, Li Baotian and other main actors also rushed to Lijiacun from Yanjing and Rongcheng, and Wu Tianmin started filming immediately.

In Gan Province in April, although the weather is sometimes a bit cold and occasionally windy and sandy, it feels much better than last winter.

Unlike last time, Fang Minghua spent the whole day hiding on the kang and not wanting to move. He went to the filming location of the crew every day and sometimes wandered around.

Today he was wandering around the village.

What we are shooting now is the scene where Cao Guiying, played by Zhu Lin, looks at the wheat seedlings that are about to be fucked to death in the wheat field.

I saw Zhu Lin wearing a sky blue headscarf and coarse clothes. He carefully pulled out a wheat seedling from the ground, tilted his head and looked at it carefully, and sighed.

"Everyone has his or her destiny, and so does wheat."

"It has its destiny."

Fang Minghua stood aside and watched carefully.

He found that Zhu Lin's performance seemed to be better than last winter.

Whether it is subtle expressions or movements, they are more natural.

It seems that Zhu Lin has put in some effort. He probably spent half a year after returning home seriously pondering the plot and the character Cao Guiying.

This is a good point.

Actors in this era, except for a few beautiful actresses who shoot for calendars, do not shoot commercials for publicity, nor do they do any tricks. They just spend a day contemplating the role. As long as you work hard, you will make progress very quickly.

Besides, Zhu Lin is still a newbie in the entertainment industry. When people ask Liu Xiaoqing, Chen Chong and Gong Xue to shoot the calendar, she still can't get her turn.

Fang Minghua felt it was boring after watching it for a while. He didn't plan to be an actor in the future, nor did he plan to be a director and make movies. What was there to watch?

The quality of the filming is controlled by Wu Tianmin.

So I decided to walk around nearby.

Although it is spring in the northwest in April, it is not as beautiful as the spring scenery in the south of the Yangtze River. The red willow trees on the Gobi Desert at the head of the village have not yet bloomed, but they are just showing off some new leaves, trying their best to show off their beauty.

He didn't go there today, just wandering around the wheat fields at the edge of the village. The wheat seedlings in the wheat fields were sparse, and the adobe houses next to them were all gray and yellow.

But he was surprised to find that there was a rose on the edge of the yard in front of an adobe house. It obviously lacked nutrition and its branches and leaves were very thin.

I guess the roses elsewhere have already bloomed, right?

But this one doesn't even have any flower bones.

"Xiao Fang, what are you looking at?" Fang Minghua heard someone talking behind him, and when he turned around, it was Zhu Lin.

She didn't take off her makeup, she was still wearing the same clothes and blue turban, and her face was dirty.

Fang Minghua did not answer but asked: "Sister Zhu Lin, have you finished filming?"

"I finished shooting the set of shots just now, and now I'm shooting Brother Li (Li Baotian). There will be a set of mine later." Zhu Lin explained.

"Sister Zhu Lin, I found that the shots you took today are better than last year, and they fit the characters and the plot better," Fang Minghua said.

"Really?" Zhu Lin pursed his lips and smiled: "Don't say it. When I returned to Chengdu last year, I carefully thought about the role of Cao Guiying every day. Combined with the "release" and "retention" of the performance you talked about that day, I felt that I benefited a lot. shallow!"

"Okay, when you finish filming this movie, you will become a big star." Fang Minghua said with a smile.

"What big star? I think I'm far behind, Xiao Fang. I'll have to rely on your guidance in the future," Zhu Lin said.

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“Learn from each other, learn from each other.”

The two chatted for a while, and Zhu Lin seemed to remember something: "Ah, I just asked you what you were looking at, but you haven't answered yet. Is it this rose?"

Zhu Lin also saw a rose suddenly appear in this small courtyard full of loess.

"Yes, isn't it strange?" Fang Minghua said.

"Yeah, it's quite strange."

"I didn't expect that there were roses in this place." Fang Minghua sighed, and suddenly thought of a sentence he read online before traveling through time, so he said:

"Someone has said this: Barren land cannot grow roses, it can only grow wheat."

"Isn't it right? Xiaofang, isn't there a rose?"

"Do you think it will bloom?" Fang Minghua asked with a smile.

"Yes! Definitely!" Zhu Lin said firmly.

Fang Minghua smiled and said nothing.

"Xiao Fang, I think something is wrong with you!" Zhu Lin said.

"What's wrong?"

"What you just said!"

"oh?"

"The roses here represent love, right? You mean that in places where material is scarce, people work hard just to survive and are not worthy of love at all!" Zhu Lin's tone was a little excited and he continued:

"Then let me ask you, in the book "Into the Dust" you wrote, there is no love between Ma Youtie and Cao Guiying?!"

"Do you think they rely more on family or love?" Fang Minghua asked.

"Ah? Hey, you Xiaofang, what do you mean?" Zhu Lin was a little confused.

"Haha, I was just thinking wildly. Sister Zhu Lin, don't worry, just play Cao Guiying according to your heart." Fang Minghua explained.

He just thought that someone in later generations said this in a review of the movie "Into the Dust": Roses cannot be grown in the desert of the northwest, and the mark of wheat flowers is my most turbulent love.

It was something he felt, but he didn't expect it to cause Zhu Lin confusion in his mind.

But Zhu Lin seemed to still want to talk about this topic.

"Xiao Fang, your novels are so good, you should write a love novel about roses. It will definitely look good when filmed!"

About roses?

It is undoubtedly the film "Red Rose and White Rose" adapted by Hong Kong director Kwan Kam-peng based on Zhang Ailing's novel of the same name. It was also nominated for the Golden Bear Award at the Berlin International Film Festival and the Bay Area Golden Horse Award for Best Actress and many other awards.

There is also France's "La Vie en Rose", which tells the ups and downs of the legendary life of French chanson singer Edith Piaf and won an Academy Award.

However, Fang Minghua had no plans to adapt Zhang Ailing's novel into a script now. Looking at Zhu Lin's eager eyes, he suddenly saw Secretary Li's donkey tied up next to the crew.

Pointing at the donkey, he smiled and said, "I'm going to write a novel about donkeys."

“Donkey, what’s there to write about?”

"Last winter, Party Secretary Li told me about a donkey pretending to be a person to collect wages." Fang Minghua briefly told Zhu Lin the story Li Defu told last year.

"This? Is it interesting to write this?" Zhu Lin was a little doubtful.

"Of course it's interesting!"

"I'm going to name this donkey Donkey De Shui, and the novel will be called Donkey De Shui!"

Since he had nothing to do now, Fang Minghua told Zhu Lin this story.

"Before liberation, there were just a few teachers in this place, just three. University teachers with educational dreams came here from big cities to open a school."

"Although the school's salary is bleak and life here is difficult, the biggest difficulty they face is the lack of water, so they made up a fictional teacher "Lu Deshui" who teaches English and received an extra salary from the local education bureau to improve teaching conditions and teachers. their lives.”

"until one day."

Fang Minghua edited it on the spot, but his eloquence was good, and Zhu Lin listened with great interest. Until Wu Tianmin shouted with a loudspeaker:

"Zhu Lin, come here quickly, it's time to film your scene!"

"Here we come!" Zhu Lin quickly replied, and then said to Fang Minghua: "Xiao Fang, what you said is really interesting. You can continue to tell me after I finish filming."

"No problem, go ahead."

Anyway, I am planning to write this novel.

An idle day is an idle day, so I might as well write another one.

So, while others were filming, he asked Party Secretary Li to buy some manuscript paper from the commune's supply and marketing cooperative, and he lay down on the kang and started writing.

Wu Tianmin was quite supportive when he knew about this. He would come to him whenever he needed something, and he would not let others disturb him when he had nothing to do. However, Zhu Lin often came over to read the manuscripts he had written.

Fortunately, I was just watching carefully and didn't disturb him.

Fang Minghua lived a leisurely life in the remote Northwest.

Little did he know that his article "The Sun Also Rises" had been published in full in "Yanjing Literature and Art" and immediately caused an uproar in the literary world.

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