Chapter 374 I will die with my eyes open
After leaving the People's Art Theatre office building, Mu Sen still couldn't believe what had happened over the past hour.
Can I enter the People's Art Theatre now?
Not only that, the script was also valued by Teacher Lin, who helped me sort out and revise the script?
All this seemed like a dream to Mussen.
The students waiting outside saw him coming out and surrounded him, asking with concern: "How is it? How is it?"
Mu Sen didn't speak for a long time, and everyone thought there was something wrong with the script.
Come to think of it, how could the People's Art Theatre use a script written by a student?
That is to say, it takes advantage of Mr. Lin’s original work, making it eye-catching at first glance.
Zhang Jianjun stopped everyone from asking questions.
"Don't ask any more questions. Let Mu Sen digest it himself!"
After a long while, Mu Sen finally recovered from the afterglow of his surprise. Seeing that everyone was staring at him, he asked, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Zhang Jianjun comforted him, "Mu Sen, it's okay. If you don't want to use the script, then don't use it. After all, this is the People's Art Theatre, with high standards and strict requirements. It's not shameful!"
Mu Sen looked at him in surprise, "Who said the script is not needed?"
Everyone looked back at him in surprise, "Did you use the script? Then why are you looking so distraught?"
"What do you mean by distraught? I'm clearly overjoyed!"
Several students quarreled for a while, and everyone asked, "What's going on?"
Mu Sen repeated what had just happened in the conference room, and everyone's faces were filled with envy.
They are all top students from Yanshi University. Nowadays, college students are truly the chosen ones. No one would be surprised if they were assigned to a state-owned enterprise or a ministry.
But who can blame these people for being drama enthusiasts?
This is the People's Art Theatre, the highest temple of Chinese drama.
When everyone heard that the National Theatre of China was preparing to rehearse "Jiajing and Hai Rui" and that Mr. Lin, the original author of the novel, would be in charge, they were so surprised that their eyes almost popped out.
"Mu Sen, your ancestors' graves are smoking!"
Everyone's eyes and tone were filled with envy, and they wished they could take his place.
"Hehe!" Mu Sen didn't respond to everyone's words, but just laughed foolishly.
After returning to Yanshi University, the script written by Mu Sen was adopted by the People's Art Theatre. The news that he and Lin Weimin were co-writers quickly spread throughout the campus through the spread of several drama club students, triggering countless heated discussions.
Everybody was talking about the fact that Jiang Wen from the Central Academy of Drama put on a play called "Farewell My Concubine" a few years ago. There was not a single university in Yenching University that they hadn't performed it in. At that time, the Central Academy of Drama and Jiang Wen were really proud of it.
Now, isn’t Mu Sen’s move much more awesome than Jiang Wen’s?
I wrote scripts directly for the People's Art Theater and served as a screenwriter together with Teacher Lin.
Any student who has some knowledge of dialogue drama will understand the value of this.
Our Yanshi University has produced a talented person!
Mu Sen originally had only a small reputation within the scope of influence of the Drama Club of Yanjing Normal University, but now, his name has quickly become known to everyone in Yanjing Normal University, and is also constantly spreading to other universities in Yanjing.
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Lin Weimin's spare time was basically occupied by the project of "The Ming Dynasty 1566: Jiajing and Hai Rui". Fortunately, the Chinese New Year was coming soon and the play would not be rehearsed until after the New Year, so Lin Weimin still had some time before the New Year.
After returning home and having dinner in the evening, Lin Weimin and Tao Huimin curled up on the sofa to watch TV. There were few entertainment activities these days.
It's OK in the summer, the weather is hot and it's convenient to go out. But in the winter, the most common form of entertainment at night, besides making figurines, is watching TV.
These days, Hai Yan's "Plainclothes Police" took over Lin Weimin's "The Sound of Wind" and was officially broadcast on CCTV-1.
"Several storms, several springs and autumns, wind, frost, snow, rain and rapids..."
The familiar theme song appeared, and Lin Weimin could not help but sigh at the powerful inertia of history.
The opening song ends and the TV series officially begins.
After watching for more than ten minutes, Tao Huimin said, "It's not as good as your The Sound of Wind!"
It is a good opportunity for "Plainclothes Police" to be broadcast on CCTV-1.
But taking over from "The Whistleblower" did indeed bring a lot of pressure.
Lin Weimin's three spy novels have left an indelible mark on readers over the years.
In addition to CCTV's continuous adaptations over the years and the polishing of the film by director Ren Hao, who is above the same level and strives for perfection, the quality of "The Sound of the Wind" is more mature and refined than the previous two works.
Whether in terms of the script itself or the shooting effects, there is a big gap between "Plainclothes Police" and "The Sound of Wind".
Although Tao Huimin's evaluation is somewhat subjective, there is also an objective gap.
"This is Haiyan's debut work, and Yanzhi is only shooting and producing a TV series for the second time. It is very good to reach this level."
Tao Huimin said with some expectation on her face: "Weimin, what do you think the effect of "The Legend of the Female Doctor" will be when it is broadcast?"
Lin Weimin looked at her with a teasing look on his face, "Are you already thinking about becoming famous before the filming is even finished?"
Tao Huimin said coquettishly, "Who wants to be famous? I'm just looking forward to the day when the TV series is broadcast. You know how difficult it was to shoot this drama."
The filming of "Legend of a Female Doctor" started in November, and the shooting period spanned the entire winter in Yanjing, which was indeed not easy.
"I have confidence in the script, the production team is also very good, and the broadcasting platform is CCTV and terrestrial TV, so the effect will definitely not be bad, you can rest assured!"
"Will it be as good as "Ashin"? " Tao Huimin looked up at Lin Weimin.
A few months ago, "Ashin's Story" was just broadcast on CCTV. This TV series set a historic viewership record when it was broadcast in China two years ago.
From last year to this year, it has been broadcast in various countries and regions in East Asia, and has also received extremely high ratings and reviews, causing a strong sensation. The same is true for domestic broadcasts.
Lin Weimin hesitated for a moment, "It's hard to say!"
In this era, the domestic production of TV dramas is small, but any TV drama of acceptable quality will cause quite a stir.
But for a phenomenal TV series like "Ashin", sometimes it is not just the quality of the TV series itself that determines its success.
Is the later TV series “The Ming Dynasty 1566” a classic?
It can be regarded as the ceiling of domestic costume historical dramas and is regarded as a masterpiece by countless audiences.
However, when the show was first aired that year, the ratings were less than 0.5%, and the TV station did not even give it a chance to finish airing and directly pulled it from the air.
Hunan Satellite TV, which took the lead in producing this drama, has never touched the field of historical dramas again since then.
Of course, this situation is an exception.
Tao Huimin was slightly disappointed.
Lin Weimin went on to say: "We cannot estimate the upper limit of what a TV series can achieve, because that requires the right time, right place, and right people. But we can guarantee that the lower limit is that the performance of this TV series will definitely not be worse than that of The Whistleblower."
"The Sound of Wind" was just aired last month. With the support of the original novel and two TV series of the same type, "The Hidden Corner" and "The Cliff", it was warmly welcomed as soon as it was broadcast.
It has only been a few days since it was aired, but the wave of public opinion it triggered is still having an impact.
Tao Huimin immediately became happy again when she heard this.
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Yanjing, Xibalizhuang.
The Yanjing Television Studio was separated from the Yanjing Television Station and rented a few bungalows here.
With nothing to do in the evening, Feng Xiaogang and Zheng Xiaolong, two older single men, did not go home. After dinner, they chatted at work while waiting for "Plainclothes Police" to be broadcast. They wanted to see the broadcast effect of the TV series.
Feng Xiaogang sat in a chair, eating sunflower seeds, staring at the TV, and said with some regret: "Our TV series is at a disadvantage following The Sound of Wind!"
Zheng Xiaolong also held a handful of melon seeds in his hand, looking relaxed.
"There's nothing we can do about it. It's our fault that the factory was a step behind." He looked at the images on TV and sighed, "If I had gone two days earlier, we would have shot The Sound of Wind."
After sighing, he added: “In fact, our TV series has been filmed very well, some things are natural.
"The Sound of Wind" is the original work of Mr. Lin, and director Ren Hao is also an old acquaintance of Mr. Lin. His previous works "The Hidden Corner" and "The Cliff" were both well made, and this time it is even better.
This is the first time we have tried this type of TV series, and it is great to have achieved the current level.”
Feng Xiaogang threw a bunch of melon seed shells into the ashtray on the table. "That's right. I don't know if it's because I went to the crew of "The Female Doctor", but I always feel that our TV series is lacking."
"I feel the same way. Our production level is still a bit low."
"I really want to try what it's like to shoot a big production like 'The Female Doctor'!" Feng Xiaogang's face was full of fantasy.
Zheng Xiaolong joked, "Then go ask Teacher Lin for help and get you into the crew to experience it."
"I was just saying it casually!"
Feng Xiaogang realized that he had said the wrong thing and quickly changed his words.
He has just joined the Yan system and hasn't even secured his job yet, so he can't just aim for the greener pastures.
"Are we really going to shoot "Triumph at Midnight" as our next TV series?" Feng Xiaogang asked.
"Well, it's basically settled." Zheng Xiaolong nodded.
Feng Xiaogang was a little worried and said, "Are we really going to shoot this? Then we'll have to go deep into the mountains and forests!"
Zheng Xiaolong smiled bitterly and said, "There is nothing we can do. There are too few good scripts. If you can get Teacher Lin's novel, I will suggest to the leader that you be the director."
The Yanjing Television Studio sounds good, as it is the first professional television drama production unit in the country, but only those within the unit know how hard life is for everyone there.
Who would make a TV series these days?
Just look at the conditions of the unit and you will know. Even the office space is rented. There are only 30 people in the whole unit and one camera. The conditions cannot be said to be shabby.
Yan Film Studio, Shanghai Film Studio, Xi'an Film Studio, and Changchun Film Studio all have thousands of employees and produce at least ten or eight films a year. Compared with these big brothers, Yan Film Studio is almost like a beggar.
The script alone was enough to make Yan Zhi extremely troubled.
Nowadays, as soon as writers hear that their works are going to be adapted into movies, they rush to offer them.
But when they heard that it was going to be adapted into a TV series, they all complained, "The style of my novel is not suitable for a TV series."
How fucking infuriating this is to hear. Your novel might not be suitable to be adapted into a TV series, but it is suitable to be adapted into a movie?
Whenever Zheng Xiaolong thought about the bad things he encountered when he went to ask for scripts, he felt so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.
Feng Xiaogang spat out the melon seed shells in his mouth, "Hey~tui! In this life, I have to film Teacher Lin's novel at least once! Otherwise, I will die with regrets!"
(End of this chapter)
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