Chapter 131 The Fourth Generation Director
Before leaving, Wang Shuo suddenly grabbed Lin Weimin and handed him a small stack of Great Unity notes.
Lin Weimin felt it and found that there were at least a few hundred yuan.
"What do you mean?"
Wang Shuo's face was red and his mouth was a little drooling, "Give this money to Tiesheng. He lives a tight life. I won't go to see him anymore."
"Just give it to him yourself!" Lin Weimin said.
Wang Shuo's eyes flickered, and he said hesitantly: "You should give it to him. I'm too busy these days and can't spare the time."
Lin Weimin looked at Wang Shuo and seemed to understand something. He nodded and said, "Okay, I'll give it to him later, but he may not want it."
"It's okay. It's his business whether he wants it or not, and it's my business whether I give it or not." Wang Shuo said, and waved his hand casually, "Let's go!"
Wang Shuo and Xie Jing left on bicycles.
Lin Weimin held the big stack of unity in his hand, feeling mixed emotions.
Wang Shuo is a person with many shortcomings. He is timid and talkative. He is elated when he succeeds and timid when he fails.
But he has one good thing, which is that he always seems to have a pure heart.
He is timid, but he can stand up when he encounters injustice, even if he just speaks.
He is a chatterbox, but no matter how harsh his words are, he has a soft heart.
If you don't have the cunning and depth to accomplish great things, then just express your true feelings. Even if they are a little vulgar, it is better than being pretentious.
He got to know Shi Tiesheng through Lin Weimin. Whenever he went to Tiesheng's house before, he always said that Tiesheng was living a very difficult life and that he would definitely help him if he had the chance.
Now, he has fulfilled his promise.
A few hundred dollars is not much for Lin Weimin.
But for Shi Tiesheng, who was not yet famous, it was a considerable income.
Due to health reasons, Tiesheng did not go to work in the street factory this year, and the family's financial source was greatly reduced.
Fortunately, he is now making progress in his creative work, with one or two works published every year. He can earn a decent income sitting at home, and with Shi's father's work, the family income is still good.
But the problem was that Tiesheng owed several thousand yuan in foreign debt due to his previous illness, as well as the family expenses caused by his continued illness.
Therefore, even though Shi Tiesheng started earning royalties in the past two years, their family's living standard is still not good.
Lin Weimin helped Shi Tiesheng a lot, but the way he chose was to help him subtly in life.
Compared with his method, Wang Shuo's method is much simpler and more brutal.
Lin Weimin didn’t know whether Shi Tiesheng would accept it, and even if he did, would he feel comfortable.
But he thought of Wang Shuo's eyes when he left, a look full of guilt and contradiction.
When friends get together to discuss literature, Wang Shuo is the best eloquent and always likes to be the one who talks a lot. When talking about famous writers, he tends to sneer and rarely looks up to them.
Everyone knows that he has high ambitions in literary creation.
But such a person who had lofty ambitions in literary creation has now bowed to reality and become a vulgar person who made his fortune by speculation.
There is no need for others to judge, Wang Shuo is the person who despises himself the most.
For a few pieces of silver, Wang Shuo gave up his literary dream and betrayed his former self.
And Shi Tiesheng is just like a mirror.
Despite his physical disability and difficult living conditions, his passion for creation never diminished.
The stack of big unity notes he handed over was not only money, but also his confession to the goddess of literature whom he had betrayed.
Looking at Wang Shuo's receding back, Lin Weimin always thinks of himself when he first entered the Institute of Literature Research. They are so similar!
He couldn't help but feel grateful for his journey, but at the same time he felt sorry for Wang Shuo.
Fortunately, his good days of showing off are numbered.
It’s already 81 years now, so let him enjoy it for a few days.
In 1983, Lin Weimin would grab his neck and press him under the skirt of the literary goddess he had betrayed.
You bastard, you’ll die under your goddess’ crotch in this life.
On the weekend, Lin Weimin went to Yanying.
He first found Han Zhuangzhuang, and Han Zhuangzhuang took him to find Tian Zhuangzhuang.
When he saw Lin Weimin, Tian Zhuangzhuang showed a somewhat embarrassed expression. Only Han Zhuangzhuang, a tough guy, could not see his petty nature.
Tian Zhuangzhuang took the initiative to bring up the matter and apologized to Lin Weimin, which made Lin Weimin feel a lot better.
"Forget it, it's not a big deal."
Tian Zhuangzhuang was delighted to see that he was not angry. He led Lin Weimin to the teacher's office, where Lin Weimin met Xie Fei, the instructor of Tian Zhuangzhuang's 1978 class graduation project.
People in later generations often talk about the fifth generation of directors. In a broad sense, it refers to the directors who grew up after the "buzz" era. In a narrow sense, it refers more to the group of students from the directing department of Yanying Class of 1978.
Xie Fei is one of the best among the forgotten fourth generation directors.
This group of people caught up with the movement during the period when their creative energy was the strongest. By the time when a hundred flowers bloomed, the fifth generation of directors had already taken the lead. They can only sigh at the twists and turns of fate.
However, Xie Fei's directorial career did not come to an abrupt end during the movement and then fall during the reform and opening up like other fourth-generation directors.
On the contrary, it was after the reform and opening up that his directorial career ushered in a new highlight. From the mid-to-late 1980s to the 1990s, his works such as "Fragrant Soul Girl", "Birth Year", and "Black Stallion" frequently won heavyweight awards in the international film scene and became famous.
Today, Xie Fei is only in his forties and is a teacher at the directing department of Yanying Film Academy. He is responsible for the graduation works of Tian Zhuangzhuang and other students.
After a few pleasantries, Xie Fei took the initiative to introduce the preparations for Tian Zhuangzhuang and his colleagues' graduation projects.
All the cast and crew were ready-made, consisting of students from Yanying. The academy also attached great importance to the graduation works of the class of 1978, and specially allocated 30,000 yuan as funds for filming and production.
"In that case, the only issue left is the script," said Lin Weimin.
Tian Zhuangzhuang said: "Teacher Lin, I still need your help with the script."
"This is your graduation project, and it wouldn't be good if I interfere too much. You told me before that you wanted to use "Miscellaneous Notes from the Courtyard" or "The Death of Yura" as the script. Have you decided now?"
Tian Zhuangzhuang glanced at Xie Fei and said, "We have decided to listen to your opinion and choose "Miscellaneous Notes from the Small Courtyard". The script is almost ready."
"So fast?" Lin Weimin was a little surprised.
Xie Fei said: "They have already written the script. This is their graduation project, which does not meet the standards for public release. The institute plans to let them shoot for only ten minutes."
Lin Weimin nodded in understanding and said, "How about this, bring the script over to me first."
Tian Zhuangzhuang showed a happy expression, "Just wait, I'll get it for you right away."
Tian Zhuangzhuang went out for a few minutes. When he came back, he not only brought the script, but was also followed by two classmates, who were the co-directors of this graduation project, Xie Xiaojing and Cui Xiaoqin.
(End of this chapter)
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