Chapter 103 Is face so important?
There are only a few main characters in "Farewell My Concubine", and considering his relationship with Chen Peisi, he definitely cannot be just a supporting role.
Cheng Dieyi, Duan Xiaolou, Juxian, none of them is similar to Chen Peisi's image!
or……
Lin Weimin stared at Chen Xiaoer's bald head. How about letting him play the role of Yuan Siye? Anyway, there aren't many scenes, so it should be no problem to communicate with the People's Art Theatre.
Chen Peisi was a little scared by Lin Weimin's gaze, "What's the matter? Is there a role suitable for me?"
"Will you play a supporting role?"
"Supporting role?" Chen Peisi felt a little disappointed, but then he thought about how he was the one who asked for it, "Then you have to let me see the script."
"You also took Qiao Er?"
Seeing that Lin Weimin was unhappy, Chen Peisi muttered, "I told you before that he was the protagonist."
"Nonsense, then I have to write it down, right? There's only one supporting role right now, do you want to play it?"
Now that he had the role to support him, Lin Weimin spoke more confidently.
Chen Peisi quickly said, "Act! I'll act! Isn't it okay for me to act?"
He then complained, "You kid, you look so proud of being a screenwriter."
Lin Weimin nodded with satisfaction. This was pretty good.
"Hey, Weimin, can you show me your novel?" Chen Peisi begged.
"The manuscript has been handed over to the editorial department. You can buy it and read it yourself after it is published."
"Then tell me about it first." Chen Peisi said impatiently.
Seeing his unsatisfied look, Lin Weimin reluctantly said, "Okay."
Lin Weimin sorted out the plot of "Farewell My Concubine" and told it to Chen Peisi from beginning to end.
The lecture lasted for more than an hour. The two of them didn't even have time to eat. Chen Peisi listened with fascination, completely immersed in the touching and heart-wrenching story.
"The play was about to end. Yu Ji swung the sword at her neck. Duan Xiaolou seemed to have a premonition of something. He turned around and looked at her, his eyes full of blood.
He shouted "Yu Ji" at the top of his lungs!
Cheng Dieyi eventually fell into the arms of his senior brother Duan Xiaolou, ending his brilliant yet tragic life.
Lin Weimin was deeply moved at the end of his speech.
After finishing the story, he and Chen Peisi didn't speak for a long time. Chen Peisi's eyes were red and he was very excited.
After a long time, Chen Peisi finally came back to his senses from this heart-wrenching story.
"For the people, let me play Cheng Dieyi." He said in an extremely sincere tone.
Lin Weimin's faith was immediately shattered by his words.
Let you play Cheng Dieyi?
Lin Weimin wanted to give him two big slaps, "Are you crazy?"
“Why can’t I act?”
"Why can you act?"
The two men looked at each other, like bullfighting, tit for tat.
After staring at each other for more than ten seconds, Chen Peisi finally gave in. He sighed dejectedly: "You boy, you boy, how can you write a role so well? It's alive! It's really alive!"
"Why can't I play Cheng Dieyi?"
"Why can't I play Cheng Dieyi?"
He kept muttering in Lin Weimin's ear like Xianglin Sao, almost going crazy.
"How about letting me play Duan Xiaolou?" Chen Peisi settled for the next best option.
Lin Weimin gave him a sidelong glance and asked, "How are you like Overlord?"
"That Duan Xiaolou isn't really a tyrant, is he?"
"At least they look like that!"
Chen Peisi was hit hard.
For the first time, I felt the sinister malice of this world. Is face so important?
"Do you want to eat or not?" Lin Weimin said impatiently.
Chen Peisi looked at Lin Weimin with resentment, which made his back feel cold. You know what, just from this look, he really does look a bit like Cheng Dieyi.
When Lin Weimin thought of Chen Xiaoer dressed up as Yu Ji, he couldn't help but shudder all over and thought of all kinds of messed up things.
After finally finishing the meal and walking out of the restaurant, Chen Peisi held Lin Weimin's hand.
"Weimin, I don't ask for much. Just make sure the role you promised me is similar to Cheng Dieyi."
Lin Weimin really wanted to slap this guy and send him to Tongzhou.
Is he similar to Cheng Dieyi?
I don’t even know if I can write a character like this in the future?
How dare you bring that up!
On the weekend, when it was a rare chance to rest, Lin Weimin called his friends to gather in his own courtyard. He even called Yu Hua, who was visiting Yanjing City, to come over.
When Yu Hua walked in, he was carrying two bags of pastries.
"You're so polite." Lin Weimin took the cake with a smile and didn't dwell on it.
"How was your time in Yanjing these days?" he asked.
"It's so fun!" Yu Hua said excitedly.
This was the first time in his life that he had been to Yenching University. Without the burden of study and work, and with a two-dollar subsidy every day, he really felt like he was free as the sky is high and he could fly as fast as a bird.
"Come, let me introduce you." Lin Weimin pulled Yu Hua in front of the crowd.
"This is the author I'm responsible for, Yu Hua. He's young and very talented."
Yu Hua felt a little embarrassed by Lin Weimin's flattery, and blushed and said, "Teacher Lin, you are too kind. I am just an elementary school student in literary creation, and I still need to learn more."
Lin Weimin introduced the people present to him, "This is Qu Xiaowei, a former writer who failed to make his debut."
Everyone present burst into laughter, and Qu Xiaowei cursed, "Go to hell!"
Lin Weimin did not retort and continued to introduce them to Yu Hua, "These two are Zhu Changsheng and He Qizhi from our Contemporary magazine. You have met them both."
"And this one is also a young writer, my good friend Shi Tiesheng."
As soon as Yu Hua entered the door, he noticed the young man sitting in a wheelchair in the yard. Looking at Shi Tiesheng, he inexplicably felt a sense of intimacy, and always felt that this man would definitely become a good brother with him who would share life and death with him.
What a strange feeling!
Yu Hua smiled and nodded frequently to the people present.
He then said to Shi Tiesheng: "I know you. There is an article in Contemporary magazine called "The Law Professor and His Wife" that seems to be written by you."
Shi Tiesheng was very happy, "It's rare that someone can remember what I wrote."
Yu Hua chatted with Shi Tiesheng for a few words and slowly joined in the group's conversation, but mostly everyone was talking while he was listening.
Hearing everyone talking about foreign writers and obscure works that he had never heard of, Yu Hua couldn't help feeling a little guilty. He infinitely magnified his impression of everyone present and felt that everyone present was much better than him.
Seeing that he listened more than he spoke, Lin Weimin consoled him, "Don't listen to what they say, because they're not as good at writing as you!"
"Hey, Lin Weimin, you are plotting against us again, aren't you?"
Lin Weimin laughed and said, "So what if they are framing you? You are a coward who quit halfway through, do you have the qualifications to refute?"
Qu Xiaowei wanted to refute him, but unfortunately facts speak louder than words. He has very little time to write now, let alone publish his works.
By noon, Lin Weimin had prepared a sumptuous lunch and while eating they talked about the rehearsal of "The Intouchables".
Qu Xiaowei asked: "Weimin, when will your play be performed? Think of giving us some tickets then."
Lin Weimin said helplessly: "Why is it that you are always the one who takes advantage of others?"
"I'm here to show my support for you, okay? A dog bites Lu Dongbin, and he doesn't know a good person's heart."
The two of them bickered and made everyone laugh.
(End of this chapter)
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