Chapter 232 I will never play Cheng Dieyi in this life
Zhang Jianjun's expression was menacing, and coupled with his tall and sturdy figure, and a group of classmates following him, Jiang Wen instantly took two steps back.
Don't be fooled by his manly appearance. He grew up in a military compound and is a cunning man.
"Brother, you misunderstood. I am the director."
Lin Weimin doesn’t know whether Jiang Wen can play Cheng Dieyi, but if he wants to play Duan Xiaolou, then he won’t even need to worry about costumes and makeup.
If this guy were alive 37 years later, he would be a guide in life!
"Director? Are you from the People's Art Theatre?"
Zhang Jianjun was just walking to the door and didn't hear everything he said. He thought Jiang Wen was from the People's Art Theatre.
"What does this have to do with anything? I'm from the Central Academy of Drama."
Zhang Jianjun nodded, wishing that Cheng Dieyi could be played by someone other than the popular guy in front of him.
Cheng Dieyi belongs exclusively to Teacher Yang, do you think you are worthy of him?
After explaining, Jiang Wen finally responded and asked, "You are here to look for the editorial department, right? Go in quickly, the teachers are all going off work."
Lin Weimin came out at this time, and seeing Zhang Jianjun and several others, he asked, "Comrade, what can I do for you?"
"Teacher Lin!" Zhang Jianjun's eyes lit up when he saw Lin Weimin. He had watched the People's Art Theatre's "Farewell My Concubine" countless times. He had also seen Lin Weimin when he was waiting for actors at the entrance of the Capital Theatre.
"Do you know me?"
At this time, Zhang Jianjun saw Zhu Changsheng who was packing up in the room. He greeted Zhu Changsheng, "Teacher Zhu!"
Zhu Changsheng responded with a smile, and Zhang Jianjun said to Lin Weimin: "Teacher Lin, hello, my name is Zhang Jianjun, I am a student of Yenching Normal University, and also your loyal reader..."
Lin Weimin shook hands with Zhang Jianjun and let Zhang Jianjun and several college students he brought with him into the office.
Then he said to his colleagues: "Everyone should go home from get off work."
Everyone was in a hurry to get off work just now, but when they saw a group of people coming in, everyone slowed down and wanted to watch the fun. Everyone was curious about the purpose of these students' visit.
Lin Weimin shook his head, made a cup of tea for a few students, and asked curiously, "What do you want to talk to our editorial department about?"
Zhang Jianjun said anxiously: "Teacher Lin, we are not looking for the editorial department, we are looking for you!"
"Looking for me?" Lin Weimin was stunned.
When my colleagues heard that we were not looking for the editorial department, they breathed a sigh of relief and became more interested.
"What do you want from me?"
"Teacher Lin, we would like to invite you to give a speech at our school."
"Speech?" Lin Weimin hesitated.
Several students around him looked at him eagerly.
“I don’t think I’m very good at this!”
Seeing that Lin Weimin was determined to refuse, several students immediately began to plead with sincerity, their eyes revealing their hungry thirst for knowledge and literature.
Colleagues laughed secretly at the scene. These students had figured out Lin Weimin's character: he was a soft-hearted person who would not tolerate tough situations.
"Okay then." After being begged by everyone for a long time, Lin Weimin finally agreed.
The students were delighted.
Lin Weimin pointed at Jiang Wen at the door and said, "But I have already promised that classmate to go to their school to watch the drama rehearsal this weekend. If I want to give a speech at your school, I will have to wait until next weekend."
Jiang Wen was about to leave, but when he saw that Zhang Jianjun and the others did not cause him any trouble, he curiously watched the excitement at the door for a while.
Zhang Jianjun said excitedly, "It doesn't matter. Let alone next week, we can afford to wait another month. Teacher Lin, it's settled then."
"Okay, that's settled then."
The students achieved their goal and left happily, and their colleagues also left.
Thinking about not being able to sleep in for two weekends, Lin Weimin felt a little painful.
At the entrance of the Chinese Literature Society, Jiang Wen was about to take the bus, but Zhang Jianjun caught up with him and surrounded him with several classmates.
"No, brother, I really don't want to play Cheng Dieyi! Absolutely not! Not to mention now, I will never play it in the future, not in this life!"
Being surrounded by a group of people, Jiang Wen was so scared that he thought he was going to be beaten. However, knowing the principle that a real man should be able to bend and stretch, he humbled himself and swore an oath.
"Classmate, don't get me wrong. We just want to ask when your "Farewell My Concubine" will be performed tomorrow, and we also want to visit your school!" said Zhang Jianjun.
"Why didn't you say so earlier!"
Jiang Wen breathed a sigh of relief, but when he saw that the other party was interested in the play he had choreographed, he immediately started to tremble.
"You've come to the right person to ask..."
The next morning, after breakfast, Lin Weimin came to No. 39 Dongmianhua Hutong, DC District. It was only when he arrived that he found out that Jiang Wen and his group of students had borrowed the school auditorium under his name and received strong support from the school.
When Lin Weimin entered the auditorium, there were already quite a few people sitting inside, all of them were teachers and students of the college.
He was amazed at Jiang Wen's ability to stir up trouble. No wonder he was so successful in later generations.
His seat was in the first row, and next to him were the head of the acting department and the head teacher of Jiang Wen's acting class.
Both of them thought that Jiang Wen and Lin Weimin had a good relationship, and they kept thanking Lin Weimin for his support for Jiang Wen and his students, which made Lin Weimin laugh and cry.
The auditorium of the drama academy was specially prepared for drama stages. As the announcer came on stage, the auditorium gradually became quiet.
On the stage, the troupe's owner, Master Guan, was sitting on a chair, while Xiao Douzi and his mother were kneeling on the ground.
Wow, isn’t this Teacher Lv Liping who is running towards a free country?
Lv Liping's appearance didn't change much when she was young, and Lin Weimin recognized her at a glance when she played Xiaodouzi's mother on the stage.
After Xiaodouzi finished singing "Nu Jiao'e", Cheng Dieyi and Duan Xiaolou officially appeared on stage.
Lin Weimin was relieved, as he recognized at a glance that the Duan Xiaolou on the stage was played by Jiang Wen.
It’s good that he didn’t play the role of Cheng Dieyi. Even though Jiang Wen said that he didn’t play the role of Cheng Dieyi when Zhang Jianjun blocked him at the door yesterday, Lin Weimin was still worried.
Not for any other reason, I just don't want to irritate my eyes.
Besides, Jiang Wen is so suitable to play Duan Xiaolou. That image is much better than Zhang Fengyi.
Lin Weimin has made up his mind that if he really wants to make a movie version of "Farewell My Concubine" in the future, he must play the role of Duan Xiaolou.
In fact, when Cheng Kaige was filming "Farewell My Concubine" later, he also asked Jiang Wen to play Duan Xiaolou, but he fell in love with Cheng Dieyi and insisted on having him play the role. In the end, the two of them broke off the talks and Jiang Wen didn't even get to play Duan Xiaolou.
The Cheng Dieyi on the stage was played by a girl. Maybe they couldn’t find a suitable candidate, Lin Weimin thought.
When Juxian appeared, Lin Weimin was happy. Isn't this Cong Shan?
Last year's "The Horse Herder" was a huge hit, and she can now be considered one of the last actresses in the domestic film industry.
If it were in later times, he would have taken on so many plays that he wouldn't even have time to go back to school. I didn't expect that he still had time to work on student dramas with Jiang Wen and others.
"Farewell My Concubine" is a big drama that lasts for several hours. For students like Jiang Wen, it is not only a test of their acting skills, but also a test of their stage experience and physical strength.
By the end, everyone's performance was obviously distorted, and Cheng Dieyi's lines were even broken in the end, causing the audience to burst into laughter.
Fortunately, the whole audience finally held on, and at the end of the performance, the audience stood up and applauded.
Lin Weimin stood in the first row and applauded the actors on the stage.
Although the acting skills of these students are still immature and there is no innovation in the arrangement of this drama, it is already very difficult to stage and perform such a big drama.
Lin Weimin is the screenwriter of Farewell My Concubine. He witnessed with his own eyes the hard work that the veteran actors with decades of acting experience at the National Theatre of China put in when rehearsing this play.
Therefore, he still recognized the efforts of these students. At least his attitude was correct and he did not ruin the script.
Jiang Wen, who was taking his bow on the stage, saw Lin Weimin and ran off the stage like a crowd pleaser, dragging Lin Weimin up to the stage.
He has definitely plucked the wool from Lin Weimin.
"Teacher Lin, since you are here, please say a few words to everyone. It is not easy for us students to stage such a play, so please give us some encouragement."
Jiang Wen pleaded, pulling Lin Weimin onto the stage, "Let me introduce to you all, this is Mr. Lin Weimin, the author and screenwriter of Farewell My Concubine. He has come here today to support our play. We welcome Mr. Lin to say a few words!"
Lin Weimin took a deep look at Jiang Wen and thought, you are really skilled in using someone else's talents to gain influence!
There was a hint of pleading in Jiang Wen's eyes.
At this time, there was a commotion in the audience.
A man's reputation is like the shadow of a tree.
Lin Weimin's identity as a writer has long been known to many people, but few have seen him in person. In addition, the article he published in the Literary Gazette some time ago caused a great discussion, so the people present were naturally more curious about him.
Lin Weimin shook his head and faced the audience.
Zhang Jianjun, who was in the audience, came with a group of classmates. They were not only literature lovers, but also participated in the activities of the school drama club. They were naturally interested in the dramas staged by the students of the Central Academy of Drama.
Two girls secretly discussed: "Teacher Lin is so handsome, just like a movie star."
Zhang Jianjun looked at Lin Weimin on the stage and had to admit that God was too kind to Teacher Lin.
Not only is he talented, he's also handsome, and most importantly, he's young.
It's really enviable!
"Xiao Jiang is a young man with talent and ideas. In fact, he could have staged this play even without me. He only found me to make it look more formal.
The play "Farewell My Concubine" is very difficult, and it is not easy for you to perform it..."
Now that Lin Weimin has come to power, he must be given some face.
This is a student's work, so naturally he has to show some composure as an elder.
After praising Jiang Wen and his group of students, he also encouraged everyone to be humble and not arrogant.
People are strange. The same words spoken by people of different identities have different effects.
Lin Weimin's speech was only two or three minutes long, but it won applause from the whole auditorium, even louder than the applause when Jiang Wen and others took their bows.
On the stage, Jiang Wen and his classmates said to Lin Weimin: "Teacher Lin, on behalf of our classmates in the 1980 acting class of the Central Academy of Drama, thank you for your support!"
"Thank you Teacher Lin for your support!" the students on the stage said in unison.
Lin Weimin was shocked by the confidence in learning acting. He inexplicably felt like a host in the live broadcast room thanking the top brother.
The third update will be at noon.
(End of this chapter)
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