Chapter 108: The King of the Kingdom of Women
"Oh? Which novel do you like best?" Lin Weimin asked with interest.
"Well... this... "The Cliff"? " Han Zhuangzhuang hesitated for a long time and said the title of a book.
"You've been wasting time and effort, and you haven't watched any of them?" Lin Weimin snorted.
Han Zhuangzhuang smiled embarrassedly and said, "Uncle, you know me, I don't like reading."
"You still want to be an actor?"
Han Zhuangzhuang said as if it was a matter of course, "So what? How many words are there in the script? At most tens of thousands of words, all dry dialogues, much simpler than a novel."
"You kid..." Lin Weimin pointed at Han Zhuangzhuang with a helpless look on his face.
He had had few contacts with Han Zhuangzhuang since he was a child, but he knew that this boy was strong in body but simple-minded, which his sister mentioned later in their correspondence.
No wonder the acting profession has become increasingly notorious in later generations.
But after all, he is their own nephew, and even if he is a little stunned, their family members cannot be too harsh on him.
After reminiscing about the past, Lin Weimin pulled Han Zhuangzhuang up and said, "You haven't eaten yet? Uncle will treat you to a meal."
Han Zhuangzhuang immediately smiled, "Thank you, uncle!"
Soon, Lin Weimin paid the price for his recklessness.
"Fatty, is that almost done?" Lin Weimin watched Han Zhuangzhuang put down the big porcelain bowl with fear in his eyes.
The two of them came to the restaurant and ordered three dishes. Lin Weimin felt that it would definitely be enough, and he might even have to take some food home and order more.
He didn't expect that Han Zhuangzhuang had an amazing appetite. The three dishes and two bowls of rice were eaten up in no time, and Han Zhuangzhuang didn't feel much.
Lin Weimin ordered three more meat dishes and three bowls of rice. When the food came, Han Zhuangzhuang was still pretending to be polite to Lin Weimin.
"Uncle, you eat too!"
Lin Weimin shook his hand, "I'm full, you eat."
Han Zhuangzhuang was not reserved this time. Feeling that he was not enjoying the meal to his heart's content, he asked the waiter for a large porcelain bowl and poured all the food into it.
Han Zhuangzhuang put down the big porcelain bowl and rubbed his lips with his sleeve, "Uncle, I'm full!"
"Okay, as long as you're full."
Lin Weimin went to pay the bill and took the burping Han Zhuangzhuang out of the restaurant.
On the way home, Lin Weimin joked, "Fatty, your appetite must be very stressful for your dad, right?"
Han Zhuangzhuang said: "Yes, he sent me more than half of his monthly salary."
"What about him?"
"He has back pay."
Lin Weimin nodded. With his nephew's appetite, the salary he received might not be enough to support himself.
"Uncle, I ate a lot today. I don't usually eat this much, half as much as this."
Lin Weimin smiled and said, "That's enough. Don't hold back when you come to my place next time. Eat as much as you want."
"Um."
After returning home, Han Zhuangzhuang was still interested in visiting the courtyard house and walked around every room.
According to him, his family now lives in an alley with dozens of households upstairs and downstairs, and the space is cramped.
Lin Weimin arranged him to stay in the guest bedroom in the west wing, and the two chatted together in the evening.
"So you live in school now?" Lin Weimin asked.
"Yes, I have to go back and explain to my teacher tomorrow." Han Zhuangzhuang was a little worried about not returning home at night.
"It's okay. I'll go to school with you tomorrow. When you're free in the future, come stay at my place. I'll give you a key."
No words were spoken that night.
Lin Weimin got up early and had breakfast with Han Zhuangzhuang. He went to the Chinese Literature Society to ask for a morning off, and then accompanied him to the Yenching Film Academy.
In the early 1980s, the Yenching Film Academy was still located in Zhuxinzhuang, Changping, Yanjiao. Outside the south gate of the school were large tracts of farmland, and next to it was Yenching Agricultural University.
Looking at the campus surrounded by fields, rows of red brick houses shaded by trees, and the large wooden sign of "Yenching Film Academy" standing proudly at the door, Lin Weimin sighed a little. Film academies these days are quite simple.
Lin Weimin and Han Zhuangzhuang walked into a tube-shaped building where the film academy's classrooms and dormitories were concentrated.
Han Zhuangzhuang pushed open a door with a sign that read "Teacher's Office" and walked in. A middle-aged man wearing glasses asked Han Zhuangzhuang when he saw him, "Han Zhuangzhuang, what were you doing staying out last night? Don't think you can do whatever you want just because you are an amateur class."
Han Zhuangzhuang quickly explained: "Teacher Ni, I had something to do last night."
"Something? What's the matter?"
"Teacher Ni, let me explain."
Lin Weimin took two steps forward. He saw that Teacher Ni looked familiar, as if he had been to the Capital Theatre on the day of the performance of "The Intouchables".
Teacher Ni looked at Lin Weimin, frowned, and caught that face in his flashing memories.
"You...are Mr. Lin Weimin? The screenwriter of The Intouchables?"
"I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it. I happened to meet you, Teacher Ni, on the day of the performance of The Intouchables. You have a really good memory."
Teacher Ni smiled and said, "Hey, hello, Teacher Lin, hello, this time you are..."
As he spoke, his eyes looked between Lin Weimin and Han Zhuangzhuang.
"That's what happened..."
Lin Weimin briefly recounted the whole story to Teacher Ni, who was surprised and said, "I never thought that you, Teacher Lin, are Han Zhuangzhuang's uncle."
Teacher Ni looked at the gentle Lin Weimin, then at the strong Han Zhuangzhuang, and could not associate the relationship between the two of them as uncle and nephew.
"I'm so sorry, Mr. Ni, for causing you trouble."
"Teacher Lin, please don't say that. It is a great joy that you and Han Zhuangzhuang can recognize each other as uncle and nephew."
Teacher Ni’s name is Ni Zhen. He is currently the tutor and head teacher of Yanying’s 1980 Star Acting Class.
After a brief chat, with Lin Weimin around, the matter of Han Zhuangzhuang was over.
Lin Weimin was about to leave, Teacher Ni saw him out, and Han Zhuangzhuang followed behind Lin Weimin.
As they were walking in the corridor, they heard a female voice shouting, "Han Zhuangzhuang, are you going to arrange your homework? I've been waiting for you all day!"
Several people looked in the direction of the voice and saw a stunningly beautiful face poking out of the classroom door, shouting at Han Zhuangzhuang.
"Oh, I'm coming." Han Zhuangzhuang responded.
"Uncle, then I won't see you off!" Han Zhuangzhuang said to Lin Weimin and ran towards the classroom.
Teacher Ni explained with a smile: "They have performance assignments every week."
Lin Weimin nodded. He didn't care about Han Zhuangzhuang who ran away. The face that just leaned out of the door kept appearing in his mind.
That’s the Queen of the Kingdom of Women!
I didn't expect that she is studying at Yanying now.
Lin Weimin wanted to go back and try to get closer to Teacher Ni by using his eldest nephew's relationship, but Teacher Ni looked sincere in wanting to expel him from the school, so Lin Weimin had no choice but to walk out of the tube building.
"Teacher Ni, don't send me off. Please go back."
Ni Zhen smiled and waved to Lin Weimin, "Goodbye, Teacher Lin. If you have the chance, you must come to our college to give lectures to the students!"
"There will definitely be a chance when I come back."
Lin Weimin felt sorry that he didn't get the chance to get close to the Queen of the Kingdom of Women.
But fortunately, I have my eldest nephew, so there will be plenty of opportunities in the future.
(End of this chapter)
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