Chapter 58 How about writing it into a script
Mr. Wan accepted Lin Weimin as a student only halfway through his career, and as they were about to graduate, he was indeed worried that his training of Lin Weimin might only be superficial, and he felt guilty about it.
With Mr. Wan's current status and position, he would not easily promise anything to others, but since he agreed to accept Lin Weimin as a student at the Institute of Literature Research, he must take responsibility.
He stopped Lin Weimin from saying some touching and cheesy words, and asked instead: "Have you started writing recently?"
Lin Weimin shook his head, "No."
Mr. Wan frowned, "Don't slack off!"
Seeing that he looked unhappy, Lin Weimin knew that he must be disgusted with his laziness. He suddenly had an idea and said, "Although I haven't started writing, I have thought of a story."
"Oh?" Mr. Wan raised his eyebrows, showing an interested look, "Do you mind telling me about it?"
"Then I'll tell you, listen to me and help me perfect it."
Lin Weimin paused to organize his thoughts, then said, "In 1979, during the self-defense counterattack against Vietnam, Vietnam suffered more than 57,000 casualties, and our army also suffered heavy casualties, with more than 20,000 officers and soldiers killed or wounded. The story I want to tell is about a senior general of our army who was seriously injured in the war..."
Mr. Wan interrupted, “Is this based on a real case?”
"No, sir, it's just a fictional character."
"You continue."
Lin Weimin continued to tell the story.
Qin Yun was the deputy political commissar of a division of our army. He led a tank regiment to Dongxi during the self-defense counterattack against Vietnam. On the march, he encountered an enemy ambush and survived, but both his legs were amputated.
Qin Yun couldn't accept the fact that he suddenly turned from a professional soldier with all his limbs into a disabled person. His temper became sensitive, irritable and unpredictable. Many nurses were arranged to take care of him, but they all quit because they couldn't stand his scolding, which worried the hospital leaders.
One night, Qin Yun made up his mind to end his life. He climbed onto his wheelchair with difficulty and planned to jump out of the window of the hospital corridor, but he accidentally ran into Lin Xiaoding, a thief who came to the ward to steal things.
Lin Xiaoding's parents died in the midst of the buzz. A few years ago, he was sent to a labor camp because his virgin girlfriend was reported by the girl's parents. After he was released from prison, he had no job and no one to rely on at home, so he could only make a living by stealing.
When Lin Xiaoding was caught stealing by Qin Yun, he stepped forward to threaten Qin Yun, but Qin Yun was ready to die, which made him at a loss. In the end, in order to prevent Qin Yun from making it public, he could only beg for mercy.
Lin Xiaoding's appearance brought ripples to Qin Yun's hopeless life. He promised Lin Xiaoding not to make a fuss, but put forward a condition that Lin Xiaoding must come to steal things again tomorrow. Lin Xiaoding thought this was a trap, but he had to bow his head under the eaves.
In the following days, Lin Xiaoding visited the hospital frequently and reaped a lot of rewards, but no one discovered his criminal behavior.
As more and more things were stolen, Lin Xiaoding became panicked. He begged Qin Yun to let him do anything as long as he didn't agree to steal things.
Qin Yun suggested that he help him commit suicide, and Lin Xiaoding became even more panicked, persuading Qin Yun to give up the idea of committing suicide. In order to dispel Qin Yun's idea, he took Qin Yun to do physical rehabilitation, bathed him, opened letters for him, took him to watch dramas and dances, and even helped him, a widower, to go on blind dates.
The two people with very different ways of thinking and values became good friends as they got to know each other better. Qin Yun also slowly gave up the idea of suicide and gained the motivation to live again.
He made an agreement with Lin Xiaoding that he would give up suicide and work hard to live, and Lin Xiaoding would also turn over a new leaf and stop stealing. Lin Xiaoding agreed to his agreement.
I thought everything was going well, but at this time, Lin Xiaoding was caught stealing by the hospital leader. Qin Yun was heartbroken and asked him why. Qin Yun wanted to plead for Lin Xiaoding, but Lin Xiaoding remained silent.
In the end, Lin Xiaoding was sentenced to two years in prison for theft.
Two years later, Lin Xiaoding was released from prison, and Qin Yun went to pick him up. He found a woman holding a child who also came to pick him up. It turned out that Lin Xiaoding had concealed from Qin Yun that he was married, and the last time he stole was because his wife had just given birth and needed nutrition.
After learning the truth, Qin Yun felt a surge of guilt and relief. Finally, at the prison gate, Qin Yun and Lin Xiaoding smiled at each other.
"Teacher, this is roughly the plot." Lin Weimin finished the story in one go and looked at Mr. Wan.
When Mr. Wan was listening to Lin Weimin's story, his eyes were a little absent-minded. He only came back to his senses when he heard Lin Weimin calling him.
Lin Weimin's story was still echoing in his mind, and he couldn't help but praise: "Good story!"
"You are too kind."
Mr. Wan shook his head. "No, it is indeed good. What is even more rare is that it is so mature. Two people, one physically disabled, the other morally disabled, helping each other and redeeming each other. Good! Good!"
Mr. Wan's eyes gradually brightened as he spoke. He suddenly looked at Lin Weimin seriously and said, "Weimin, how about writing this story into a script?"
"Well……"
Lin Weimin was deeply surprised. He did not expect Mr. Wan to make such a request.
Seeing his hesitation, Mr. Wan explained: "Because of the reasons in the past few years, the People's Art Theatre is now facing a script shortage. It has been a long time since any new works that can stand on their own were rehearsed."
In recent years, the People's Art Theatre has indeed been in a script shortage. For this reason, two years later, the People's Art Theatre had to introduce a batch of scripts written by foreign playwrights.
Lin Weimin felt a little insecure, "Teacher, my story doesn't meet the standards of the People's Art Theatre, right?"
The plays he watched at the People's Art Theatre were all at the level of "Teahouse", "Longxugou" and "Sunrise". Compared with his own story, he felt that it did not fit the style of the People's Art Theatre.
Mr. Wan looked relaxed, "Don't underestimate yourself, the story is very good, whether it is the characters, the plot or the idea, it is a top-notch work."
"Teacher, but my style..."
“What style is not important? We at the People’s Art Theatre never have a style, we only have good works.”
There is something domineering about Mr. Wan's words.
But it is understandable that as the leading theatre company in China, the National People's Art Theatre is absolutely qualified to say this.
"I'll treat this script as your graduation project!"
Lin Weimin struggled and said, "Teacher, my graduation project is already ready."
"Yours is from the Institute of Literature, this one is from mine."
Lin Weimin was speechless. He couldn't believe that Mr. Wan was playing word games with him.
The old man blinked mischievously, "How is it? You won't let me down, right?"
What else could Lin Weimin say? He could only nod helplessly and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely write it well."
"Oh, that's right!"
(End of this chapter)
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