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 806 There is always someone young

Chapter 806 There is always someone young

On the third day of the Lunar New Year, at the entrance of Yanshi University, there is a barbecue restaurant.

Today's party was organized by Yu Hua. As the barbecue restaurant had just opened, he felt like a poor man who had suddenly become rich and couldn't help but want to show off.

He opened this barbecue restaurant after New Year's Day, and it has been less than a month since then.

Lin Weimin has tried the barbecue in the store and it is hard to describe how delicious it is.

But what was unexpected was that business was actually quite good in the first month.

Therefore, Yu Hua was very disdainful of the comments given by Lin Weimin when he first opened the business. Facts have proved that Teacher Lin did not know everything.

But it is understandable that people make mistakes and horses stumble, and it does not affect the glorious image of Teacher Lin in his heart.

Today is the third day of the Chinese New Year, and everyone in the store is on holiday. Yu Hua invited everyone to a party, and everyone had to prepare their own meals. Fortunately, he had all the necessary things, so it didn't take much effort.

When he arrived at the barbecue restaurant, Lin Weimin's Northeastern genes awakened and he became the BBQ chef of today.

The first batch of mutton skewers came out, and Lin Weimin handed them to Shi Tiesheng first, "Tiesheng, try it!"

"Mmm~ it tastes good!"

After tasting it, Shi Tiesheng gave it a high evaluation. He is a carnivore. Although he has not dared to eat meat as much as before in recent years due to health reasons, he cannot hide his hobby.

Lin Weimin was quite proud of himself, and passed it to other people around him, "Come, have a try!"

Liu Zhenyun took the mutton skewer and ate it in two bites. He then stood beside Lin Weimin and asked, "Teacher Lin, what do you think of this beef?"

"I think it would be great if it could survive." Lin Weimin said silently.

Liu Zhenyun likes to set traps for others when he speaks. His friends have long been accustomed to his way of speaking, but when he meets Lin Weimin, his cleverness usually doesn't work.

When the people around heard Lin Weimin's words, they couldn't help but burst into laughter. Liu Zhenyun was frustrated, but he was not discouraged. He continued, "I heard that the chicken wings are an ingredient that chefs value very much."

Lin Weimin nodded and continued, "Yes, this is evidence that they once flew in the sky."

The crowd burst into laughter again, and Liu Zhenyun's face turned bitter.

I don’t want to play anymore. Teacher Lin is too good at talking and he can’t win against him at all.

"You want food, but why do you have so many small things?"

Lin Weimin scolded him and handed over another hand of lamb skewers.

Liu Zhenyun didn't care about Lin Weimin's scolding. He happily took the mutton skewers and said, "Your cooking skills are much better than the chef in Yu Hua's restaurant."

Yu Hua, who was busy cooking over there, was unhappy when he heard this, "Who said that? Zhenyun, you can't lose your literary integrity just for a little food!"

Liu Zhenyun's mouth was greasy from eating skewers. "I am still very realistic in what I said. If you don't believe me, ask everyone."

Yu Hua muttered: "Everyone knows how to flatter."

He didn't ask anyone, but walked over, snatched the last kebab of lamb from Liu Zhenyun and stuffed it into his mouth.

As he chewed slowly, a look of unwillingness gradually appeared on his face.

"It's just... average!"

Yu Hua finished eating the meat, took a bite of the skewer and said.

Everyone looked at him with a slightly amused look on their faces. If you didn't roll up your sleeves when you said this, it would be more credible.

Mo Yan finished the skewer in his hand with a blank expression, "It is indeed better than the one your chef grilled."

Yu Hua was stabbed in the back just after he showed off his strength. He glared at him fiercely, but Mo Yan didn't care at all. He squatted beside Lin Weimin's barbecue stall, quietly waiting for the next batch of skewers to come out of the oven, just like a Chow Chow at home waiting to be fed by its owner.

Yu Hua couldn't help but spit at Mo Yan, "Flatterer!"

This bite is full of stubbornness and integrity.

Lin Weimin glanced at him, and a flattering smile immediately appeared on his righteous face, "Teacher Lin, your skewers taste really good."

Seeing his performance, everyone burst into laughter again.

The barbecue restaurant is filled with a joyful atmosphere.

Being a barbecue chef is a very hard job. Not only does he have to endure the poisonous smell of oil smoke all the time, but he also has to bear the pressure from many diners who are waiting for him.

Lin Weimin had been roasting for an hour, but the number of people guarding nearby did not decrease at all. Instead, they increased in number, like crying chicks, almost opening their mouths to wait for Lin Weimin to feed them.

He put down the grill and said, "No more grilling, Yu Hua, you do it!"

He sat aside and drank hot tea, watching everyone continue to surround Yu Hua.

"Hey, today I'll let you guys taste my cooking skills. I tell you, I learned all this from a master chef, and I guarantee you'll want to have another bite after you take one."

Yu Hua was showing off while grilling. After a while, the fresh skewers came out of the oven. Everyone shook their heads after eating them.

Compared with Teacher Lin, it’s far behind!

Everyone laughed and laughed at his cooking skills. Yu Hua was furious and muttered, "You are a bunch of flatterers!"

Lin Weimin took a few sips of tea and came to the area where the children were playing.

Today everyone came with their wives and children. Except for a few female comrades who were busy preparing the banquet, everyone else gathered here.

Yu Haiguo from Yu Hua's family is half a year younger than Xiao Doubao. He is a chubby little boy in his early three years old. He looks like he is easy to bully.

Except for these two kids who are still in kindergarten, most of the other children present are already in elementary school or even junior high school. When these children play together, they don't bring them along.

Xiao Doubao has the personality of a big sister and really enjoys the feeling of having someone under her. She walks in front with her hands behind her back, and Yu Haiguo follows closely behind her, giving her the feeling of a big boss going out.

Xiao Doubao was walking in front and seemed to have thought of something, so she stopped. However, Yu Haiguo behind her had not reacted yet and bumped into Xiao Doubao's back.

Although he looks fat, he is actually a soft and sticky meat ball. After bumping into Xiao Doubao, he fell backwards, but Xiao Doubao just shook his body. She turned around and saw Yu Haiguo's embarrassed look, and burst into a giggle.

Yu Haiguo fell to the ground, but he didn't cry or make a fuss. When he saw the little kid laughing, he also let out a few silly laughs.

Lin Weimin smiled and said to Cheng Hong: "Your child has a really good personality."

"What's good about him? He's just stupid." Cheng Hong complained about her son without mercy. He was obviously her biological son. She added, "Your little Doubao is still the best. He has inherited the good qualities of both of you. He looks better and better the more you look at him."

Tao Huimin glanced at the little girl who was still laughing at Yu Haiguo and said, "Ah, look at her personality, she's just like a tomboy. I'm really worried that she won't be able to get married in the future."

Cheng Hong laughed, "If such a beautiful girl can't get married, those guys will probably be blind."

The adults were chatting animatedly and the children were laughing happily.

Inside the barbecue restaurant, the atmosphere is relaxed and pleasant, and the years are peaceful.

Just before the Spring Festival holiday was about to end, Lin Weimin went to visit an old acquaintance again.

Yi Shizhi retired from the National Theatre of China in 1992. He had originally planned to give up his position as the director of the theatre so that he could enjoy his last few years on the stage.

But he never expected that he would suffer from Alzheimer's disease.

In fact, everything had been foreshadowed. Before he retired in 1992, Shi Yizhi forgot the words on stage while performing in Teahouse. It was Lan Tianye, who played the role of Qin Erye, who quickly made up for him, so that there was no accident and the audience did not notice his mistake. This kind of mistake was unimaginable for Shi Yizhi, who had played Wang Lifa all his life.

In recent years, Shi Yizhi's memory has gradually declined and his reactions have become increasingly slow.

Since Shi Yizhi retired, Lin Weimin had less contact with him. It was not until Li Guangfu came to pay New Year's greetings during the Chinese New Year that he learned about Shi Yizhi's recent situation.

When they arrived at Yi Shizhi's home, Feng Yuanzheng, He Bing, Ding Zhicheng and others happened to come together to pay New Year's greetings to Yi Shizhi.

"Teacher Lin!"

The five tigers of the 85th National People's Art Theatre could only stand and talk when they saw Lin Weimin. They greeted him and Lin Weimin waved his hand at them, "Sit down. I am here to see President Yu just like you guys today."

He greeted a few people and said to Shi Zhi, "Old Yu, are you sick?"

Yi Shizhi was in good condition at the moment. When he saw Lin Weimin, he smiled bitterly.

"I'm sick. It's all my fault for acting in a drama!"

The fact that he still had the mind to make a joke proved that Yi Shizhi's mind was still clear at the moment.

He said that his illness was caused by acting in dramas, referring to talking too much.

Lin Weimin said with a smile: "Who asked you to play the leading role all the time? If you played more minor roles, maybe you wouldn't have this problem."

After a few jokes, Yi Shizhi chatted with Lin Weimin for a few minutes, and then looked at him and suddenly he calmed down.

"Teacher Lin? Why are you here?"

Lin Weimin was stunned for a moment, then realized that this must be a disease. He smiled and replied, "I came to see you!"

"Some comrades in the institute still have some opinions about the script of "Farewell My Concubine"!" Yi Shizhi said with a sigh.

Lin Weimin looked back on the past and continued, "I understand the opinions of the teachers in the academy. But the good thing about this play is that we want to change it. If we really change it, it will be useless. If that's the case, I would rather not change it. My opinion is, either don't put it on, or don't change a word!"

Yi Shizhi had a worried look on his face. "Are you free? Why don't we go talk to Mr. Wan?"

"Okay!" Lin Weimin said with a smile.

At this time, Yi Shizhi showed a somewhat mischievous smile on his face, "How is it? My memory is not bad, right?"

Lin Weimin suddenly realized that Shi Zhi was just pretending to be sick. He shook his head and smiled bitterly, "You, even though you are sick, your skills have not decreased at all. They are even better than before."

Yi Shizhi was a little proud when he heard this, "That's right, I've been acting for half my life. I've performed in Tea House alone for more than 400 times."

"Haha, I think you're in pretty good shape. If your physical condition allows, it wouldn't be bad for you to go to the hospital and play a supporting role!"

"Let's see if there's a suitable opportunity." Yi Shizhi responded with a smile and asked, "Hey, when will you send me the script of 'The Horse Catcher'?"

Lin Weimin looked into Yi Shizhi's eyes and stared at him for a few seconds. Seeing that he looked calm, he said, "I'm still writing. You're not in a hurry. I haven't even published my novel yet, and I'm just writing a script for your People's Art Theatre."

"Hey, I'm thinking about having a new play this year! I'll treat you to a meal when I have the new play."

"That's what you said, let's go to Donglaishun!"

"Donglaishun is Donglaishun, call a few more people."

"You still have the arrogance to be the dean!"

When Lin Weimin left, Yi Shizhi was still discussing the script and rehearsal of "The Horse-Trapping Man" with him.

After the door closed, Lin Weimin's smiling face fell and there was a hint of sadness in his eyes.

The five tigers of the National Theatre of China who came out of Yi Shi's house with him saw that he was silent and did not dare to say anything.

Lin Weimin calmed down and said to them in a relaxed manner, "Why did you decide to come and see Lao Yu today?"

He Bing replied: "We just heard that the dean was seriously ill, so we came to check on him."

"You guys... are thoughtful." Lin Weimin praised.

Several people waved their hands, and He Bing said again: "Teacher Lin, thank you."

"Thank me for what?"

"Zhicheng played "A Romantic Affair" and I played "Party A and Party B", all thanks to you."

Lin Weimin shook his head. "People's Art Theatre produces actors. It's a waste of your talents to act in movies and TV series."

He Bing and others expressed their gratitude to Lin Weimin, chatted for a few words and then left.

Lin Weimin looked at their backs, with only one sentence echoing in his mind.

A generation will eventually grow old, but there will always be someone young.

(End of this chapter)