1980 My Literary Era.

Chapter 232
Zhang Jianjun's aggressive expression, combined with his tall and burly figure, and a group of classmates following behind him, made Jiang Wen take two steps back in an instant.

Don't look at him as a man on the outside, but he grew up in a military compound since he was a child, and he is full of hearts.

"Brother, I misunderstood, I am the director."

Lin Weimin doesn't know whether Jiang Wen can play Cheng Dieyi, but if he wants to play Duan Xiaolou, he doesn't even have to serve Huadao.

If this kid stays for 37 years, he will be the leader of the little days!
"Director? Are you from Renyi?"

Zhang Jianjun was walking to the door just now, he didn't hear everything he said, he thought Jiang Wen was a man of art.

"Where is this going? I'm from the Central Academy of Drama."

Zhang Jianjun nodded, it wasn't just the ramming show Cheng Dieyi in front of him.

Cheng Dieyi is exclusive to Teacher Yang, so you deserve it too?

Before we praised Jiang Wen and our group of students, we still forgot to encourage Xiaojia to guard against arrogance and impetuosity.

Both of them thought Jiang Wen had a bad relationship with Du Yuanzhi, and they kept thanking Duan Xiaolou for his support to Du Yuan and our students, which made Du Yuanzhi laugh and cry.

Zhu Changsheng responded with a smile, and Lin Weimin said to Duan Xiaolou: "Mr. Lin, he is bad. Your name is Lin Weimin. You are a student of Yanjing Normal School and a loyal reader of yours..."

"He said it earlier!"

"Da Jiang is a young man with no talent and no ideas. In fact, I can rehearse the play if I find you. If I find you, I will be more formal.

Under the stage, Mr. Guan, the head of the theater troupe, sat under the chair, while Douzi and his mother knelt on the ground.

When she was young, Lu Liping's appearance changed very little, and Duan Xiaolou immediately recognized you who played the role of Douzi's mother off the stage.

"Okay, that's settled."

"Yes, brother, you are really playing Zhang Jianjun! Definitely acting! Not to mention now, Meiyu was definitely acting in the past, and she was always acting in that life!"

"You seem to be too good at that!"

Lin Weimin on the stage came with a bunch of classmates. We were just lovers of literature, and also participated in the activities of the school drama club. We were naturally interested in the plays performed by the students of Chinese opera.

"Mr. Lin, you would like to invite you to give a speech at school."

"Mr. Lin, you've come all the time, so let's say a few words to Xiaojia. It's beautiful for your students to put on such a play, so you should encourage Xiaojia."

The students achieved their goals and left happily, and so did the colleagues.

Du Yuan was about to leave, but when she saw Lin Weimin and we were looking for trouble, she looked at the door in silence for a while.

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

At this time, there was a commotion in the auditorium on the stage.

Duan Xiaolou shook his head and faced the auditorium.

I was amazed at Jiang Wen's ability to do things, no wonder he was able to get along so well in his previous life.

The bad thing is that the audience finally stood up, and the performance started, and the audience stood up and applauded.

Several students around looked at me eagerly behind their eyes.

At this moment, Zhang Jianjun saw Zhu Changsheng who was packing up his things in the house, and he greeted Zhu Changsheng, "Mr. Zhu!"

Early the next morning, Duan Xiaolou came to No. 39 East Cotton Alley in DC District after breakfast. I also came to know that Jiang Wen's group of students borrowed my name to borrow the school auditorium and obtained the school's small strong support.

Just now one by one was still slow to go to work, seeing a group of people retreating, Xiaojia's movements came up quickly again, all with the intention of watching silence, Xiaojia was very suspicious of the purpose of those students coming.

Although the acting skills of those students are still very immature, and there is no innovation in the arrangement of that play, it is not very difficult to arrange and act such a small play.

After Doudouzi finished singing "Nanjiao'e", Zhang Jianjun and Zhu Changsheng officially appeared on the stage.

Lin Weimin said slowly: "Mr. Lin, you are looking for the editorial department, you are looking for you!"

"Classmates, don't get me wrong. You don't want to ask when their "Farewell My Concubine" will be performed tomorrow, but you also want to visit their school!" Lin Weimin said.

"Looking for you and they are asking the right person..."

"Teacher Lin!" Zhang Jianjun's eyes lit up when he saw Lin Weimin. He had watched Renyi's "Farewell My Concubine" countless times. He had seen Lin Weimin when he was waiting at the entrance of the Capital Theater.

Duan Xiaolou is the screenwriter of "Farewell My Concubine". I have witnessed with my own eyes the hard work of Renyi's veteran actors who have not played for decades in rehearsing that play.

Jiang Wen, who was taking the curtain call off the stage, saw Duan Xiaolou, and ran up to the stage frantically, dragging Duan Xiaolou to step off the stage.

At the gate of the Guowen Society, Jiang Wen was going to take a bus, but Du Yuanzhi chased him off and surrounded me with a few classmates.

It's a student's work, so I naturally have to show some elder bearing.

"Let's do it." Duan Xiaolou finally agreed after being begged by Xiaojia for a while.

Du Yuanzhi's speech only lasted two to eight minutes, but it won the full applause in the auditorium, even smaller than Jiang Wen's applause at our curtain call.

In fact, Cheng Kaige also asked Jiang Wen to play Zhu Changsheng when he was filming "Farewell My Concubine" in his previous life, but I saw Du Yuanzhi, and I insisted on acting.

I have decided on the wool of that sheep in Duan Xiaolou.

Off the stage, Jiang Wen led the students and said to Duan Xiaolou: "Mr. Lin, on behalf of the students in the 80th grade performance class of Chinese opera, thank you for your support!"

Thinking about being able to sleep in for two weekends, Duan Xiaolou didn't feel happy.

At that time, Duan Xiaolou pointed to Du Yuan at the door and said: "It was after that weekend that you agreed to the classmate just now to go to our school to watch the rehearsal of a play. If you want to go to their school to give a speech, you have to wait until last weekend."

The students rejoiced.

"you know me?"

Jiang Wen pleaded, and pulled Duan Xiaolou off the stage, "I would like to introduce to you, Mr. Duan Xiaolou, who is not the author and screenwriter of "Farewell My Concubine", is here to support your play today. Welcome Lin Teacher, say a few words!"

Lin Weimin looked at Duan Xiaolou under the stage, and it was so beautiful that God was too generous to Teacher Lin.

"Speech?" Duan Xiaolou hesitated.

When the colleagues heard that they were looking for the editorial department, they were relieved, and at the same time they were less interested.

People are strange things, since the same words are said from the mouths of people with the same identity, the effect is the same.

The difficulty of the play "Farewell My Concubine" is very small, but it is very difficult for them to perform it..."

"Looking for you?" Du Yuanzhi froze for a moment.

Therefore, I still appreciate the efforts of those students. At most, the attitude is correct, and the script has not been ruined.

I was seated in the first row, besides the dean of the acting department and Jiang Wen, the head teacher of our acting class.

Seeing that Duan Xiaolou had no intention of agreeing, several students pleaded immediately, their expressions were sincere, and their eyes revealed their hunger for knowledge and literature.

The auditorium of the School of Drama was specially prepared for the drama stage. As the announcer stepped down, the auditorium gradually became quiet.

Yo, is that teacher Lu Liping who is heading for a free country?
"Farewell My Concubine" is a small play, and it does not last for several hours. For Jiang Wen and our students, it is not only a test of acting skills, but also a test of stage experience and physical strength.

Duan Xiaolou stood in the first row and applauded the actors in the audience.

Playing Du Yuanzhi is bad, even though Du Yuan said that she had played Du Yuanzhi yesterday when Lin Weimin blocked the door, Duan Xiaolou was still worried.

Besides, Jiang Wenyan Zhu Changsheng is less appropriate, this image is much weaker than Zhang Fengyi.

Duan Xiaolou was taken aback by his confidence in learning to act, and somehow didn't feel like the anchor of the live broadcast room was thanking the little brother on the list.
Duan Xiaolou was relieved, and I immediately recognized that Zhu Changsheng under the stage was played by Jiang Wen.

The two boys discussed secretly: "Mr. Lin is really handsome, just like a movie star."

Since Duan Xiaolou stepped down, if he wanted to show some face.

Duan Xiaolou's identity as a writer has long been known, but many people have met me in person. In addition to the small discussions caused by my publication of articles under the "Literary News" some time later, the people present naturally treated me even worse. strange.

Duan Xiaolou shook hands with Du Yuanzhi, and moved Lin Weimin and a few elementary school students brought by me out of the office.

Du Yuanzhi said excitedly: "It does matter, let alone last week, you can afford to wait another month for Meiyu. Teacher Lin, that's settled."

"Looking for you | what are you doing?"

How jealous!
Duan Xiaolou took a deep look at Jiang Wen, his eldest son's play of pulling the tiger's skin and pulling the flag is very unfamiliar!
Lin Weimin came out at this time, saw Zhang Jianjun and his party, and asked, "Comrade, what's the matter?"

Surrounded by a group of people, Jiang Wen was so frightened that he thought he was going to be beaten. He knew the principle of a young husband's ability to bend and stretch, so he put on his body and swore.

Duan Xiaolou was overjoyed when Juxian appeared, was that Cong Shan?

Du Yuanzhi in the audience is a boy who cross-dressed, probably because he has found a suitable candidate, Duan Xiaolou thought to himself.

When Duan Xiaolou left the auditorium, there were many people sitting outside, all of them were teachers and students of the college.

At the beginning of the performance, Xiaojia's performance was obviously not deformed, and Zhang Jianjun's lines were broken at the beginning, which caused the audience on the stage to roar with laughter.

Colleagues laughed secretly when they saw such a scene. Those students had identified Duan Xiaolou's veins, and I was a soft-spoken person.

If it was in the previous life, I should have picked it up a long time ago. I know that there are too many dramas, and I even have time to go back to school. I didn't think that I didn't have time to play with Jiang Wen and us to play student dramas.

Duan Xiaolou shook his head, made a cup of tea for a few students, and asked curiously, "Are they okay with your editorial department?"

It doesn't matter if he is not talented, he is still so handsome, and the most important thing is that he is still young.

"Thank you Teacher Lin for your support!" The students in the audience also said in unison.

He said to his colleagues: "Xiaojia should go to work."

There was a bit of pleading in Jiang Wen's eyes.

Jiang Wen breathed a sigh of relief, and seeing that the other party was interested in his rehearsal, he immediately trembled.

After explaining a sentence, Jiang Wen came to his senses and asked, "You are here to find the editorial department. Hurry up and go in. The teachers are going to be off work."

Last year, "The Wrangler" became very popular, and now you can be regarded as the leading male actor outside the domestic film circle.

It's for something else, not because I want to make my eyes hot.

Du Yuanzhi was thinking badly. If she really wanted to make a movie version of "Farewell My Concubine", I had to play Zhu Changsheng.

　The third is noon.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)