Chapter 402: Father, do you know?
Fang Yihua called Lin Weimin for no other purpose than to discuss the script.
Teacher Lin refused without even thinking about it.
He would not have written scripts for TVB if he had not previously donated to the Chinese Literature Foundation.
The price/performance ratio is too low!
Although the publishing fees for writing novels in the country are a little less, the works can be published and adapted, which brings both fame and profit.
Writing scripts for Broadway brings both fame and profit.
The pay for writing movie scripts is average, but at least you can get mentioned.
Writing scripts for wireless television stations, the royalties are average, not to mention the fame. How many viewers will pay attention to the screenwriters of TV dramas?
To sum it up in one word: Not necessary.
Why not do something else with that time!
Lin Weimin politely declined Fang Yihua's request and hung up the phone.
A few days later, Lu Yao arrived in Yanjing.
The first draft of the second part of "The Ordinary World" has been completed. He came to Yenching this time to submit the manuscript and revise it at the same time.
Lin Weimin took a look at the manuscript and found that it completely inherited the simple, heavy, verbose and complicated style of the first part.
"You really don't change your bad habits!" he joked.
Lu Yao smoked a cigarette with a self-deprecating smile on his face, "It's already like this, why should I change it! If they want to scold, let them scold!"
Lu Yao was determined to get out of this mess, like a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water.
"Don't be so depressed. The first volume sold well." Lin Weimin said.
In May, the first volume of "The Ordinary World" was published by Guowen Publishing House and sold nearly 200,000 copies in two months.
This result is among the top in today's domestic book market.
The first volume of "Ordinary World" was published, and Lu Yao received a considerable amount of royalties for it.
When talking about the sales performance of the book, Lu Yao rarely smiled. The sales performance of the book was indeed good news for him.
No matter how the critics criticize it, at least it has the recognition of readers.
During lunch, Lu Yao talked to Lin Weimin about Cheng Zhongshi.
He and Cheng Zhongshi are both writers from Shaanxi. Lu Yao was inspired by Cheng Zhongshi when he attended a writers' conference in Yantai when he was writing "Ordinary World".
The two have been corresponding from time to time in the past two years. Lu Yao has finished writing both parts of "Ordinary World", but Cheng Zhongshi has not even started writing yet!
Lin Weimin also corresponded with Cheng Zhongshi, so he was naturally very clear about his current situation.
"You two have completely different styles. He looks up information in great detail and won't start writing unless he is fully prepared."
Lu Yao also had a look of admiration on his face, "His patience is unmatched by most people."
"Old Cheng is determined to write something that will be a good starting point, so he must be careful."
After lunch, Lu Yao was arranged to stay in the Guowen Society Guesthouse.
In the past two years, Lu Yao has been devoted to writing. The place he has stayed most often is the guesthouse of Chenjiagou Coal Mine, and then the guesthouse of Guowen Publishing House. He seldom goes back home.
In mid-July, Lin Weimin was invited to attend the premiere of "The Ming Dynasty 1566: Jiajing and Hai Rui".
It is still the Capital Theatre, and it is still the stage of the People’s Art Theatre.
On the huge drama poster at the entrance of the theater, there is only one person's name in the screenwriter column: Mu Sen.
"How do you feel?" Lin Weimin patted Mu Sen's shoulder and asked him with a smile.
Mu Sen suppressed his excitement and uneasiness, "It's hard to describe!"
"Haha, you'll get used to it in the future."
Mu Sen looked at Lin Weimin and said, "Teacher Lin, thank you!"
"You've said this many times! Come on, let's go in!"
Lin Weimin said as the two of them walked into the theater.
Before the show started, Mu Sen went to the gate of the Capital Theatre to welcome Lin Weimin.
In his heart, only this form can express his gratitude and respect for Teacher Lin.
Today is the premiere of "The Ming Dynasty 1566: Jiajing and Hai Rui". Not only many famous people from the cultural and drama circles of Yenching University came, but also many people from government departments.
Since the novel "The Ming Dynasty 1566" was published last year, it has not only received rave reviews from countless readers and critics, but has also become a must-read for many public officials.
Among these, rumors about "recommendation by senior leaders" are rampant. No one knows where the rumor came from, but everyone says so, and it seems to have become some kind of established fact.
Lin Weimin sat in the first row, next to him was Mr. Wan, and on the other side was Wang Meng, who is now the head of the ministry.
Although the screenwriter Mu Sen was also sitting in the first row, his seat was quite far away.
There was no way. There were too many big shots here today. He was a young man and if it weren’t for his identity as a screenwriter, he wouldn’t even be able to sit in the first row.
The Capital Theatre is one of the best theatres in Broadway if we consider its size.
On the stage, Zhu Xu, one of the pillars of the People's Art Theatre, was dressed in plain clothes with several patches on his face. He played Hai Rui, while his opponent, Ren Baoxian, played the role of Emperor Jiajing.
Emperor Jiajing stood on the stage, dressed in gorgeous clothes, with an imposing manner. Hai Rui was sitting on his right, but his imposing manner was no less impressive.
"…They said nothing, but I spoke alone. What kind of innuendo is that? I spoke alone, but the officials refuted it. Do they want the emperor to be cursed for generations to come?" After finishing a long string of lines, Zhu Xu stared at the Emperor Jiajing played by Ren Baoxian with great momentum.
Ren Baoxian's face was filled with anger. "You are the only one who is a loyal minister? A good minister? A wise minister?"
Zhu Xu remained unafraid, "I am just a loyal minister!"
"A loyal minister without a father or a king?" Ren Baoxian asked sternly.
Zhu Xu said, "I lost my father when I was four years old. My mother raised me alone and remained faithful to me. When I became an official, she taught me: 'Although you have no father, you are the emperor's father.
In fact, it is not just me, Hai Rui, who regards the emperor as a father. All the people in the world regard the emperor as a father.
…
The emperor lives in the West Garden, devoted to meditation. When has he ever noticed the suffering of the people? When has he ever thought about the tens of millions of people who have a king but no father, and officials but are like thieves. The two capitals and thirteen provinces are all babies waiting to die of hunger and cold, and fish waiting to be cut by knives.
My Lord and Father, do you know?"
After finishing a long passage of lines, Emperor Jiajing fell silent on the stage.
The audience in the theater was completely impressed by the actors' superb acting skills and the amazing lines. They watched the performance on stage with their eyes fixed and holding their breath.
Mussen was also watching the performance on stage, and his mouth moved as the actors recited their lines.
He wrote the script and knew every line by heart, but most of these lines came from Teacher Lin's novel.
Normally during rehearsals, he didn't feel very strongly.
But today, on the stage of a drama performance, listening to the actors' melodious and powerful lines, somehow, tears rolled down his face.
The lines are so well written!
"Father, do you know?"
Hai Rui's question expressed the cry of hundreds of millions of people and the despair of millions of starving people.
Under the stage, there were many audience members who shed tears like Mu Sen, and some emotionally sensitive audience members even covered their faces and cried.
This generation of audiences grew up reading Selected Works of Mao.
"What happened in the Six Dynasties? Only the private schemes of each family have become a reality." This ancient poem fully describes the corruption of the feudal dynasty.
While many audiences were saddened by the drama, they were thinking more about the exploitation and oppression that the ancient Chinese people had suffered for thousands of years.
I don't know who it was, but suddenly, someone shouted loudly in the theater: "The Chinese people have stood up!"
In a short moment, it triggered a chain reaction among the audience, and everyone raised their arms and shouted: "The Chinese people have stood up!"
The audience cheered loudly, tears streaming down their faces, but their faces were full of piety.
Just as a great man announced to the world thirty-seven years ago when he stood on the Tiananmen Gate Tower.
The performance on the stage was interrupted by thunderous cheers.
Zhu Xu and Ren Baoxian had never encountered such a situation in their decades of performing careers, and they both stood there at a loss for what to do.
After a few seconds, when they heard what the audience was shouting, they couldn't help but feel excited.
But this is a performance on stage, and they are not Ren Baoxian or Zhu Xu, but Jiajing and Hai Rui.
The two men stood on the stage, trying to remain calm, maintaining their expressions and momentum, until a few minutes later, when the audience's emotions stabilized and the cheers gradually faded away.
Zhu Xu suddenly had an idea, and he concentrated his energy on his dantian, and asked again in a serious tone.
"Father, do you know?"
Ren Baoxian exploded in anger, "Hai Rui, I give you eight words: no father, no king, no country, no family."
An unprecedented performance accident was averted with the calm response of two veteran actors.
After more than half an hour, the performance on stage ended.
Unlike other drama performances where actors come out one by one to take their bows, in "Jiajing and Hai Rui" there are only two actors, both standing on the stage.
Zhu Xu and Ren Baoxian called all the backstage staff to the stage, as well as the screenwriter Mu Sen who was sitting in the audience.
Mu Sen pulled Lin Weimin, and although Lin Weimin didn't want to go, he was dragged onto the stage anyway.
All the crew members of "Jiajing and Hai Rui" stood on the stage, and the theater erupted in earth-shaking applause and cheers.
On the stage, everyone was enjoying the glory that belonged to them.
Only Lin Weimin caught a glimpse of Feng Yuanzheng standing at the side of the stage and waved to him.
Feng Yuanzheng then walked onto the stage to share this unforgettable moment with everyone.
The National Theatre of China is never pretentious when it comes to curtain calls; the performance usually ends after the audience’s applause fades.
But today the audience's applause was long-lasting, warm and lasting.
The performers and staff on the stage were unable to move at all and could only stand on the stage and bow continuously to express their gratitude.
Every time they bowed, the audience's applause was like waves hitting the rocks, one higher than the other.
It was not until twenty minutes later that the audience's emotions finally calmed down and the applause gradually faded.
Everyone bowed to the audience again before returning to the backstage.
When they got backstage, everyone was still excited and hugged each other.
Everyone is happy not only because of the success of today's premiere, but also because of the courtesy and honor they have received.
For those who work in drama, there is no higher praise than the applause and enthusiasm of the audience!
The curtain call finally ended and everyone returned to the backstage.
Lin Weimin patted Feng Yuanzheng on the shoulder and said, "You are also an actor in this play, why don't you go on stage?"
Feng Yuanzheng said without confidence: "Teacher Lin, I am just a student."
"Once you're on stage, you're just an actor. I didn't pick the students."
Lin Weimin's words made Feng Yuanzheng feel warm and excited, and he nodded to Lin Weimin solemnly.
After returning to the backstage, everyone congratulated each other and the entire backstage was bustling with activity.
At this moment, Yi Shizhi led a group of bigwigs to the backstage to comfort the cast and crew.
Lin Weimin, the novelist, was surrounded by everyone at once, and Wang Meng praised him, saying, "Today's play is very well choreographed!"
Lin Weimin pulled the young man Mu Sen over and said, "This is all thanks to the good screenwriter, Comrade Mu Sen!"
Wang Meng looked at Mu Sen and said, "This play has lofty ideas and is unconventional. It is really well written. Comrade Mu Sen is talented!"
Mu Sen waved his hand quickly and said, "This play is actually all thanks to Mr. Lin. He is both the original author and the screenwriter, but Mr. Lin is so upright that he didn't sign his name."
Wang Meng and the people present had not expected that there was a story behind the scenes of "Jiajing and Hai Rui". At this time, Shi Zhi laughed and said, "Don't be so modest. The success of this drama is inseparable from both of you."
Lin Weimin added: "It's also thanks to everyone's contribution!"
Yi Shizhi patted his head and said, "Yes, it's all thanks to everyone!"
Everyone couldn't help but burst into laughter!
(End of this chapter)
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