Chapter 91 1980 has passed
Hearing Mr. Wan's words, Lin Weimin was shocked again.
Who is “Fan Yi”?
The most distinctive and unique character in "Thunderstorm". She dares to love and hate, has her own thoughts, and dares to make her own decisions. Even after becoming a victim of feudal marriage, she still dares to break through the feudal ethics and boldly pursue her own love.
In other words, she can almost be said to be the most successful classic character created in the script of "Thunderstorm".
Mr. Wan compared Fanyi to Cheng Dieyi, which made Lin Weimin feel panic for a moment.
"Teacher, you flatter me."
Mr. Wan looked at his expression, smiled and said teasingly: "This doesn't suit your character!"
"Hehe! I know my own weight."
Wan Fang interrupted, "Weimin, don't say that. I think Cheng Dieyi in your novel will be a classic character. Readers will definitely like him after reading the novel."
"Thank you, senior sister! I'm just worried that a pioneering character like Cheng Dieyi may not be liked by everyone." Lin Weimin said with some concern.
Mr. Wan smiled and asked, "Are you worried that you still write like this? I don't see any worry between the lines of your words. Instead, I see a bit of arrogance - I want to write like this, and you must like it."
Lin Weimin smiled awkwardly, "Sir, how can it be as exaggerated as you say?"
"What Xiao Fangzi said makes sense. Regardless of the novel, at least the character of Cheng Dieyi will leave a deep and unforgettable impression on all readers who have read the novel. There is no reason for everyone not to like him. His eccentricity is not caused by himself, but more by the environment. Readers can only feel pity and love for him."
"If that's the case, that would be the best." Lin Weimin said.
Mr. Wan looked at Lin Weimin, paused and asked, "Weimin, how about turning this novel into a script?"
"ah?"
Coming again?
Lin Weimin looked embarrassed, "Teacher..."
Mr. Wan knew what this guy was thinking as soon as he saw his expression. Last time, Shi Yizhi had told him that Lin Weimin seemed dissatisfied with the price of the script given by the People's Art Theatre.
The old man also understood that Lin Weimin would earn at least a thousand yuan for a novel, but could only get a few hundred yuan for writing a screenplay. Even if there was some income later, it would take a long time, and secondly, people would also earn income from publishing their novels.
Thinking of this, he could only play the emotional card.
"Alas! I have grown older these past two years and my energy has become increasingly weak. I used to want to write more scripts for the theater, but now, I really don't have the energy. A theater without scripts is like a duckweed without roots or a fish without water..."
Lin Weimin smiled bitterly, "Don't say anything, I'll write it!"
Mr. Wan showed a questioning look on his face, "Can you write? But don't force yourself."
"Yes. It is my honor to be able to write a script for the People's Art Theatre."
The old man nodded with satisfaction, "Thank you for your hard work."
“It’s all as it should be.”
Lin Weimin thought that writing scripts for the People's Art Theatre was not a loss of face, and it was also very prestigious. Although the input-output ratio was a little low, after all, he had the face of a teacher.
Besides, writing scripts won’t prevent him from publishing novels, it just takes some energy.
If he asked the teacher, there was no way he would refuse.
“Bang!”
"Great!"
While Lin Weimin and a few others were chatting, the sound of firecrackers outside gradually became louder.
There is no ban on fireworks these days, but with the backdrop of fireworks, the festive atmosphere is brought out.
It was almost eight o'clock when Wan Fang turned on the TV at home.
Mr. Wan's home TV is a Yanjing brand, 12 inches. When he turned on the TV, Wan Fang broadcast CCTV.
"The Spring Festival Gala is about to begin!" said Wan Fang.
Spring Festival Gala?
Lin Weimin guessed that Wan Fang was referring to the Spring Festival Gala, which is what the people have called it for many years.
Wan Fang was referring to the Spring Festival Gala, which has been sponsored by the Ministry of Culture and produced by the Central News Documentary Film Studio since 1956.
People in later generations only know that CCTV's Spring Festival Gala has been held since 1983, but few people know how people celebrated the Spring Festival through TV programs before 1983.
The Spring Festival Gala, which has been produced since the Spring Festival in 1956, has accompanied the people of that era through every festive New Year's Eve. At that time, there were few televisions, and very few people could watch the Spring Festival Gala on TV. More people listened to the Spring Festival Gala on the radio, and the Central People's Broadcasting Station would broadcast the performances to the whole country.
The guests who participated in the "Spring Festival Gala" back then were not much different from the Spring Festival Gala of later generations, except that the style was more simple and down-to-earth. The programs were of course produced by people from the literary and art circles, but scientists like Hua Luogeng and Qian Xuesen, writers like Lao She and Ba Jin, dramatists like Mei Lanfang and Xin Fengxia, and even businessmen like Rong Yiren would also participate in it to wish the people of the whole country a happy new year.
To sum it up in one sentence, the participants are elites from all walks of life, and it can be said that it is an unprecedented event.
It was not until 1979 that CCTV resumed broadcasting of cultural and artistic programs and cultural evening parties began to be held during the Spring Festival. In 1979, CCTV held the "New Year's Cultural and Art Evening Party".
The TV station has announced this year's gala, the theme of which is "The First Spring in the 1980s" and the director is Yang Jie, the director of the 1986 version of "Journey to the West".
On the monotonously colored TV screen, the announcer's voice was clear and articulate, but somewhat distorted.
Lin Weimin is used to watching the wonderful TV programs of later generations and has no feelings about the programs of this era. However, Mr. Wan and his family watch them with gusto. They have different thresholds for appreciating TV programs.
From time to time, the hearty laughter of a family could be heard from upstairs and downstairs. Those who could live in the high-rise buildings in Muxidi were all high-ranking officials of that era, and it was not uncommon for them to have a TV at home.
As the party progressed, the sound of firecrackers outside became louder and louder. No matter what time it is, the soul of the Chinese New Year is always firecrackers.
It was almost ten o'clock and Mr. Wan and his wife felt a little tired, so they went to rest.
Wan Fang was still watching the party in the living room. Lin Weimin stood up and walked to the window.
I miss my family more during every festive season. I wonder how my parents in that world are doing now?
well!
Lin Weimin could only sigh deeply.
Wan Fang looked away from the TV program and noticed his depression. "Weimin, what's wrong?"
"Nothing, I just missed my hometown." Lin Weimin said casually.
"I definitely miss home during the Chinese New Year."
Seeing that Lin Weimin was in a low mood, Wan Fang wanted to comfort him, so the two sat on the sofa in the living room and chatted until the end of the party.
This day was the first time that Lin Weimin stayed overnight at Mr. Wan's home.
He lay on the bed in the bedroom and couldn't help thinking back to his experiences over the past year. It seemed like a lifetime ago!
After an unknown amount of time, Lin Weimin fell into a deep sleep, with the sound of firecrackers continuing in his dream.
The year 1980 passed like this.
(End of this chapter)
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