1980: My Literary Era

Lin Weimin, in a daze, transmigrated into a "sent-down youth" (educated youth) in the countryside. Without parents and unable to return to the city, he chose to embark on a literary path to...

Chapter 136 Fulfilling a Vow

Chapter 136 Fulfilling a Vow

"but……"

Just when the two of them had put down the burden in their hearts, Lin Weimin suddenly made a turn, and their hearts were immediately lifted up again.

“There are still a lot of minor problems.”

Lin Weimin used a pen to mark out the scenes on the script. "For example, in this scene, Sangsang goes to visit a guest. The transition is too abrupt. It only takes 20 seconds, and the information it reveals is not enough. Our lines and shots should not only make the audience understand, but also make them impressed. Such sloppy descriptions will affect the audience's emotional progression."

Xie Xiaojing and Cui Xiaoqin listened to Lin Weimin's words and nodded continuously like chicks pecking at rice.

Lin Weimin's pen was not idle. After discussing this issue, he moved on to the next scene, and he could find some problems in every scene.

Tian Zhuangzhuang was watching from the side, thinking in his heart how to deal with these contents when the time comes.

Lin Weimin wrote and drew on paper and spoke to several people for more than an hour.

The last time he found fault with the script of the three-person writing and directing team, he started from an overall perspective. This time, because the script had been polished, the questions and suggestions for revisions raised by Lin Weimin were more detailed, and more time was spent on it.

His mouth was dry as he spoke, and he took a sip of tea. "Alright, that's basically it. You guys should think about it carefully later and try to polish the script as finely as possible. This will be beneficial for you when you start filming in the future."

The three of them nodded, and Tian Zhuangzhuang sighed, "Teacher Lin, you are so thoughtful. When I saw it at school, I thought they had done a good job."

Lin Weimin put down his teacup and said, "It's all because I'm in this situation. I'm looking at this from the perspective of a bystander, so I can see more problems than you."

"You are too modest. Without your opinion, we would still be very proud of the script and would not have realized that there were so many problems," said Xie Xiaojing.

"Gu~" Just as a few people were talking, a long belly rumbling sound was heard.

Several people looked at Han Zhuangzhuang, and he scratched his head embarrassedly.

Lin Weimin laughed, "It's all my fault. Have you guys eaten yet?"

He stood up and glanced at the time. "It's almost seven o'clock. Zhuangzhuang, come and help me."

"Okay!" Han Zhuangzhuang jumped up when he heard that it was time to eat.

Tian Zhuangzhuang and others also wanted to go into the kitchen to help, but Lin Weimin drove them out, "There's no need for so many people, just wait for dinner."

After working in the kitchen for more than half an hour, Lin Weimin brought out a pot of noodles and said to them, "We are in a hurry today, so let's have some sesame paste noodles to make ends meet."

"Teacher Lin, you are so polite."

Several people served noodles, poured some sesame paste into each bowl, and then mixed some chopped vegetables. The noodles were coated with fragrant sesame paste, which was very appetizing.

"Tulu~" The sound of people eating noodles in the courtyard is so loud that it can be heard in the alley.

Han Zhuangzhuang stuffed his mouth full and praised: "Uncle, your cooking skills are amazing!"

Tian Zhuangzhuang and others also did not forget to give Lin Weimin some compliments, which made Lin Weimin feel quite pleased.

After dinner, Tian Zhuangzhuang and his friends left Baimixie Street.

The next day was the weekend, and Lin Weimin took Han Zhuangzhuang to Shi Tiesheng's house.

"You wanted to meet my nephew before, so I brought him here for you today."

Shi Tiesheng looked at Han Zhuangzhuang who was working hard in the yard, and said a little embarrassedly: "I said I wanted to see him, but I didn't ask him to work. How can I feel comfortable with your arrangement?"

"You don't know how much this kid eats. I'd feel like I'd be at a loss if I don't find him something to do!" Lin Weimin said with a painful look on his face.

Shi Tiesheng laughed and said, "You are a great writer, and you still need your nephew to feed you?"

"The landlord doesn't have any surplus food!"

The two chatted and laughed, and Lin Weimin took out a small stack of big unity notes from his pocket and handed it to Shi Tiesheng.

"The last time I met Shuozi, he was doing business with his friends and asked me to give you this money."

Shi Tiesheng frowned and asked, "What is this for?"

"He wants to help you."

"There's no need to do this." Shi Tiesheng declined.

Lin Weimin had anticipated his reaction.

"Actually, this is what I think..."

Shi Tiesheng looked at him, and Lin Weimin continued, "Shuozi, this should be considered as fulfilling a vow."

"Fulfill a wish? Fulfill what wish?" Shi Tiesheng was puzzled.

"Have you forgotten? Didn't he always say, 'When I become rich in the future, I will definitely help Tiesheng'? Look, isn't this a wish?

This kid is now rich, and now he is here to fulfill his vow!"

Shi Tiesheng smiled and said, "You still say that?"

He knew that Lin Weimin said this on purpose because he was afraid that he would feel uncomfortable.

"You have to take this money, otherwise Shuozi will feel uncomfortable." Lin Weimin said again.

"What's the meaning?"

Lin Weimin patted the armrest of his wheelchair.

"Don't you know him? He has lofty ambitions and always wants to write something epic to go down in history.

What's the result now? He went out to speculate. You should understand him, he feels bad too.

To some extent, he is using you as a mirror. If you accept these incense, live a better life, and achieve success in writing, he will feel more at ease. "

Shi Tiesheng listened to Lin Weimin in silence. He did not think about what Lin Weimin said.

"So, I have become Wang Shuo's role model?"

"You can't even be considered a role model? You should be called Pantou'er."

Shi Tiesheng laughed again, "After hearing what you said, it would seem like I was being too hypocritical if I didn't take the money."

Lin Weimin patted his shoulder and said, "Just think of it as him lending it to you. I guess this kid will have to suffer a lot in the future, and you can return it to him when the time comes."

Shi Tiesheng took the money and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

"That's right!"

Lin Weimin was all smiles.

At this moment, Han Zhuangzhuang's voice came from the yard, "Uncle, when is dinner?"

Lin Weimin scolded: "All you do is eat all day, how long have you been working?"

"It's already past ten o'clock." Han Zhuangzhuang said.

He has been working since he arrived today, and he has the right to beg for food.

Shi Tiesheng said loudly: "Let's eat right away!"

After he said that, he called his father and Shi Lan to prepare food.

Lin Weimin went to the courtyard and scolded Han Zhuangzhuang, "Don't you know how to be polite when you go to someone else's house? How can you be a guest like this?"

Han Zhuangzhuang retorted: "No one is a stranger in my house."

Shi Tiesheng is exactly 30 years old this year, and Han Zhuangzhuang calls him "uncle" (in a low voice).

Shi Tiesheng laughed heartily, "Zhuangzhuang is right, we are not outsiders, let's eat if we are hungry."

"I made a fortune today, so I'll treat you guys to a good meal." Shi Tiesheng called Shi Lan and asked him to go to the market to buy a few pounds of meat.

Shi Lan took it and ran out excitedly.

Han Zhuangzhuang's face was full of joyful smiles. Having meat to eat made him happier than anything else.

(End of this chapter)