Chapter 313 You're a spendthrift
After Tao Huimin came to Yenching, Teacher Lin's work efficiency plummeted.
Originally, half of the editorial department had left because of the writers' club incident. Now Lin Weimin keeps asking for leave, which makes the editorial department's work even more difficult. Comrade Lao Meng is heartbroken.
Young people don’t know how to control themselves!
Fortunately, the fourth issue of July has just been published, and as long as Teacher Lin is away, the editorial department can still operate normally.
My girlfriend is only here for a few days, and her time is precious!
During these few days, Lin Weimin took his girlfriend to stroll around the streets and scenic spots of Yanjing, leaving traces of their love everywhere.
After staying in Yanjing for five days, Tao Huimin returned to Zhijiang.
She asked for leave from the troupe to come out and film the movie. Now that the movie is finished, she can't just delay going back.
After sending his girlfriend away, Lin Weimin's life returned to normal.
Teacher Lin had been out for too long in the past few days and was in urgent need of rest and recuperation.
It was late July and my colleagues who had gone to Yantai had not yet returned, but a wave was sweeping across Yanjing.
The 1984 Los Angeles Olympics is about to begin, which is the hottest topic in Yanjing these days.
"Los Angeles Olympics" has become the most frequently appearing term in many national media outlets, including People's Daily and Guangming Daily.
The last Los Angeles Olympics was in 1932. It was the first time that a Chinese appeared in the Olympic Games. The figure standing alone in the Olympic Games was called Liu Changchun.
That year, there were no flowers, no applause, but the courage he showed alone will go down in history forever.
The 1984 Los Angeles Olympics was different. China-US diplomatic relations were in a honeymoon period. For the first time, China sent a large delegation to fully participate in the Olympics. This was also the first time that the five-star red flag flew in the Olympic Games.
Media outlets across the country reported the incident, creating a powerful wave of public opinion that swept across the country.
Everyone is looking forward to the opening of the Los Angeles Olympics on the 28th.
Lin Weimin handed a small stack of foreign exchange certificates to Yao Shuzhi and said jokingly, "Your Pixiu is finally willing to buy a TV?"
Yao Shuzhi rolled her eyes at Lin Weimin, counted the foreign exchange coupons in her hand, took out the RMB from her pocket and handed it to Lin Weimin.
"We spend our money on the blade, unlike you, who spend it all on the handle."
Yesterday, Yao Shuzhi stopped Lin Weimin, who was about to leave after get off work, and said she wanted to get some foreign exchange certificates from him.
Lin Weimin was immediately surprised, "Your family can still use foreign exchange coupons?"
Yao Shuzhi said that her family wanted to buy a TV, and a color TV.
Lin Weimin was even more surprised. Nowadays, a TV costs one or two thousand yuan. Considering Zheng Guo's stinginess, how could he afford to buy a TV?
Yao Shuzhi said: "Isn't the Olympics coming soon?"
Unexpectedly, the Olympic Games would be so powerful. Lin Weimin agreed to Yao Shuzhi's request with emotion and brought the foreign exchange certificates to her today.
The two men's deal was carried out right under the eyes of their colleagues, and everyone started talking about the upcoming Olympic Games.
In addition to anticipation, there is more sighing.
It was the first time for the People’s Republic of China to participate in the Olympic Games 35 years after its founding. It was not an easy journey!
After slacking off until the end of the get off work day, Lin Weimin came to the People's Art Theatre.
The script of Let the Bullets Fly, adapted from The Story of a Thief of an Official, has just been revised, and Lin Weimin came over today to rehearse the effects with the actors.
Sitting next to the director's seat, Lin Weimin crossed his arms and watched the performances of the actors on the stage.
Ouyang Shanzun asked quietly: "Teacher Lin, what do you think?"
"The lines are okay, and the acting is passable."
Hearing this, Ouyang Shanzun knew that this was definitely not satisfactory, so he pressed the seat bell on the table and stopped the performance.
As expected, Lin Weimin started firing at the actors on the stage.
"Wu Juren, that Wu Juren, what role are you playing? The Wu Juren in the script is a fence-sitter who looks strong on the outside but is actually weak and bullies the weak but fears the strong. How come you become a fool now? Have you read the script? Can you act?"
Lin Weimin has a very special position in the People's Art Theatre. He is not a formal employee of the theatre, but he has contributed extremely excellent scripts to the theatre over the years. He has collaborated with older generation predecessors such as Ouyang Shanzun and Lan Yinhai many times, and his authority has long been established.
As soon as he spoke, the actors on the stage fell silent.
Han Zhuangzhuang looked depressed. He knew that when his uncle came, he would be the first one to be attacked.
He played the role of a military scholar. There was no other way around it; his image was so suitable that there was almost no second choice in the academy.
He thought he had done a lot of preparation for the role and acted well, but in the mouth of his uncle, he was nothing.
It's difficult for me to be a nephew!
After Lin Weimin finished scolding people, he looked at the expressions of the other actors on the stage.
Good, the effect was achieved.
Ouyang Shanzun said at this time: "Come on, come on, let's do it again, everyone cheer up!"
The actors resumed their performance, and they were noticeably more energetic than before.
Ouyang Shanzun smiled and said, "Swearing is still the most effective."
After looking at the rough results, Lin Weimin communicated with Lan Yinhai about the parts that needed to be adjusted.
After talking about the changes to the script, they started chatting about gossip.
Ouyang Shanzun and Lan Yinhai shared a piece of news, "Xiao Lin is going to be promoted to vice president!"
"Who?" Lin Weimin asked.
"Lin Zhaohua."
"Him? He's going to be promoted to vice president at such a young age?" Lin Weimin asked in surprise.
"I'm not young anymore. I'm already over 40. I'm already 57 this year. I'll have to retire in a few years. I can't stop working."
After being reminded by Ouyang Shanzun, Lin Weimin suddenly realized that the first person he met when he came to the People's Art Theatre was Lin Zhaohua, who took him to Yi Shizhi's office.
When he usually interacted with the older generation of the People's Art Theatre, everyone always called Lin Zhaohua "Xiao Lin" and "Xiao Lin", which made Lin Weimin ignore his age.
Speaking of Yi Shizhi's retirement, Lan Yinhai couldn't help but sigh. He was not much older than Yi Shizhi, and he was 53 years old this year, so it was time for him to retire.
"What a rush!"
Ouyang Shanzun cursed, he is already seventy years old this year.
What the People's Art Theatre lacks the least is actors. Compared with the glamorous actors on the stage, the unknown behind-the-scenes staff are not the first choice of young people, so behind-the-scenes staff have always been scarce in the People's Art Theatre.
This is also the reason why Ouyang Shanzun is still active in rehearsals today.
But the old man couldn't help but feel disappointed after saying this, "After finishing this play, it's time to step down and make room for the young people."
The two old comrades sighed for a long time and then turned their eyes to Lin Weimin.
At his age, he is so enviable.
The rehearsal was over, and it was already past nine o'clock in the evening when Lin Weimin came out of the People's Art Theatre, with someone following him.
"Why are you following me instead of going home?"
"Uncle, when are you going to change your car?"
Lin Weimin looked at Han Zhuangzhuang speechlessly, "If you want to change the motorcycle, buy it yourself!"
"I saved that money with great difficulty. I will need to renovate my house and get married in the future."
Han Zhuangzhuang boasted that he had just been the "chicken" killed to scare the monkeys on the stage for his uncle. Even if he had no merit, he had worked hard, and it was justified for him to get a second-hand motorcycle.
Lin Weimin felt a lump of blood in his chest. So, since I'm your uncle, I don't have to decorate the house or get married?
No, I've been led astray by this kid.
"I saved my money with great difficulty!"
Han Zhuangzhuang thought to himself, that’s what you call saving money through hard work?
One hundred thousand yuan is donated at once, it’s donated as soon as it’s said!
Uncle, you are a spendthrift!
Han Zhuangzhuang's heart bleeds when he thinks of the 100,000 yuan donated by his uncle.
"You've earned so much from writing, it's time to get a four-wheeled vehicle. Riding on two wheels all the time is not worthy of your status."
After hearing this, Lin Weimin finally felt a little relieved.
"Why change to four wheels? You should be low-key."
Han Zhuangzhuang looked at Lin Weimin helplessly. What does the word "low-key" have to do with you?
"Uncle, you are wrong to think so. Now that you have money, you can't let yourself suffer. What's so good about riding this broken motorcycle? It's cold in the winter, hot in the summer, and windy in the spring and autumn."
The eldest nephew stood tall and strong, crouching as he patiently and persuadingly, looking exactly like a treacherous minister who spread rumors.
Teacher Lin felt that his weak will was wavering. He stared at Han Zhuangzhuang and saw that he was more talkative than before after falling in love.
Just like my eldest nephew said, riding a motorcycle is good in every way except when it is windy, rainy or winter, it is really uncomfortable.
Thinking about it this way, Lin Weimin felt that there seemed to be nothing wrong with changing to a car with four wheels.
I've been fighting all my life, can't I enjoy myself?
With an idea in mind, Lin Weimin began to think about it.
"How much can you offer?"
Han Zhuangzhuang said with a flattering look on his face, "Uncle, look at what you are saying, I am your nephew!"
"What's wrong with being a nephew? Even if my own son comes, we have to settle the bill! Just tell me how much you can give?"
Han Zhuangzhuang hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand and said, "Five hundred yuan!"
After listening to this, Lin Weimin walked straight ahead and said, "Stop talking!"
"Hey, uncle, don't go! How much do you want?" Han Zhuangzhuang grabbed Lin Weimin.
"Five thousand yuan." Teacher Lin answered without hesitation.
Han Zhuangzhuang was shocked, "You are robbing me! How much did you buy this car for?"
"What? I bought this at the Friendship Store, using foreign exchange coupons. It's imported!"
"Imported goods are also second-hand goods. You can't sell it to me at the original price! How about one thousand dollars? You've been riding this bike for almost three years. If you ride it for another two years, it will become junk."
Do you think you run a pawn shop? And you sell scrap metal?
"Four thousand five!"
Han Zhuangzhuang had a painful look on his face, "Uncle, you can't be so generous to outsiders and be so stingy with your nephew!"
"Okay, for what you said, four thousand dollars!"
Han Zhuangzhuang continued to play the sympathy card, "Goli will be back in a few days, can't you let your nephew ride a decent motorcycle?"
"My dad's biggest wish in life is to ride a motorcycle..."
Lin Weimin kicked the guy away and became more and more excited as he spoke, "You're shameless, aren't you?"
"Three thousand yuan, buy it if you want."
"Two thousand! I'll buy it for two thousand."
"Just three thousand! Not a cent less!"
Seeing that Lin Weimin had nailed down the price, Han Zhuangzhuang said with difficulty, "Two thousand and five, I'll buy it at two thousand and five."
Lin Weimin looked at the guy's painful expression and said, "Okay, two thousand five hundred is two thousand five hundred."
People in our Lin family have always been generous in doing things. Who did you take this petty attitude from?
Han Zhuangzhuang was overjoyed and pushed Lin Weimin aside and wanted to get in the car.
"What? What?"
"Let me experience it!"
"What a bullshit experience! Wait until I buy the car first." Lin Weimin grabbed the hot stuff down.
Han Zhuangzhuang's face was full of regret. "Okay then, uncle, you better buy it quickly!"
Teacher Lin got on the motorcycle and said, "Why are you in such a hurry? Do you think buying a car is like buying a bicycle? You can buy it as soon as you say so? Just wait!"
The motorcycle roared away, and Han Zhuangzhuang stood there smacking his lips, imagining the scene of Yin Geli coming back and taking her for a ride in Yanjing City on a motorcycle.
Wow, it’s so beautiful!
(End of this chapter)
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