1980 My Literary Era.

Chapter 274 Let him pretend again
Xie Fei hesitated for a long time before saying: "Mr. Lin, you understand your concern about the quality of your work, but after all, film adaptation is not just a creation of text..."

"Of course I understand this, so I have to tell you clearly in advance."

After Lin Weimin finished speaking, he looked at Xie Fei quietly.

The atmosphere was somewhat silent.

Film has been a director-centered industry since its birth.

However, Lin Weimin was a human artist when he came into contact with drama creation from the very beginning. The director-centered system in name is actually the screenwriter-centered system.

After all, the three founding elders, Guo Laowan.

Even if it is suppressed by a big boss like Mr. Jiao, it will not damage the glory of these three elders. It is simply a bug.

When it comes to "The Cliff" and "Latent", TV drama directors usually don't have any creative ambitions. Lin Weimin's novels have a good foundation, and Ren Hao is too lazy to develop freely.

However, the creative habits of the film director and the theater creators that Lin Weimin came into contact with are very different. These people usually have a strong ability to make troubles and have a burst of creative desire.

Zhu Changsheng said: "It came from Xiangjiang Post. The postman was not here just now, so we signed it for you. The last manuscript you sent to "Bafang" should be published this month, right? It is probably a sample issue."

When I came to the set, I was basically in the state of "I am Ye Dae". Let alone a screenwriter, in this corner of China, producers are not easy to do.

When it was Lin Weimin's turn, he said something calmly.

If everything is based on your original novel, why do you need me as a director?
"Mr. Lin, after all, movies are the art of directors..."

"Hey, by the way, it's time for "The Man on the Horse" too?"

Who doesn't have a desire to create?

When the theater chooses the protagonist, he, who has no acting skills, no qualifications, and no reputation, has to stand aside. Now that he is on the Spring Festival Gala, it is a kind of acceptance and recognition of his acting skills.

Everyone knows that, looking at the names of various articles on the catalog, I feel a little dazzled.

In this way, as long as there is a suitable role, isn't there a chance to compete?
Just like Battelle in "The Man on the Horse", if he relied solely on his nepotism, Mr. Lin would be begging for a role for his nephew, and Renyi could also give it to him.

What Zhu Changsheng said was too realistic.

The colleagues in the office couldn't help laughing.

Xie Fei saw that he still didn't understand the situation, and after chatting for a while, he offered to leave.

Two days later, Lin Weimin rode a motorcycle to the Broadcasting Compound on Nanlishi Road.

But the nature of what you want to come and what others offer is not the same.

The content of more than 300 pages is as high as the content of the two issues of "Contemporary".

Lin Weimin politely sent Xie Fei out of the editorial department.

Criticism, creation, literary theory, historical materials of literature and art, academic research, memoirs of literature and art, newsletter and book introduction...

"Why are you free today?" Lin Weimin asked.

The point is, everyone still doesn't think they are bragging.

"Go, go, go."

Along with "Ba Fang" was a letter from executive editor Gu Cangwu, who was not familiar with Lin Weimin, and the letter was just a routine expression of thanks.

What the hell!

Lin Weimin didn't talk to him, but Liu Yin was like a flatterer, "Why?"

Today is not a formal meeting, but a meeting. The director team called everyone here mainly to find out how many programs everyone can produce, and then arrange the program arrangement.

The two entered the editorial office talking and laughing. Lin Weimin walked to the desk and found that there was an extra international mail on the desk.

"Director Huang, I won't report. If you are short of a few programs, let me know."

Lin Weimin's "Lover" was published in the "Creation" column. Everyone read the content of "Bafang" with great interest, and Lin Weimin leaned over his desk to read the letter.

Just now everyone felt aggrieved after listening to Lin Weimin's words. He is also a director after all, and you are now a beggar.

Colleagues were a little surprised. At this time, Xiangjiang's martial arts novels had already spread in the country, but it was the first time for everyone to see Xiangjiang's literary publications, so they all came over curiously.

Lin Weimin said a few words with a smile, but there was no more to say.

Regardless of how you present it, the foundation of drama creation is still the text.

"The filming is progressing smoothly, and my part is finished."

It’s not that everyone has never seen the market and thinks that Xiangjiang’s products are good, but it’s because of the lack of information in this era. Everyone knows very little about the development of Xiangjiang’s literature. After finally getting such an opportunity, they naturally want to learn more.

"That's pretty fast!"

This price, this thickness, belongs to the type that has a large amount and can be filled.

The first difference is of course the font. Xiangjiang uses traditional Chinese characters, and the second is the number of pages and capacity.

While cooking, Han Zhuangzhuang was eloquent when asked how he was doing in the crew and unit.

After returning to the editorial department, Zhu Changsheng joked with a playful face: "I finally understand why no one asked you to make a movie!"

The thickness of "Bafang" is thicker than ordinary novels. This publication is said to be a magazine, but in fact it is more of a book instead of a book.

"Old friends, we meet again!" Huang Yihe's opening made everyone smile knowingly.

Lin Weimin expressed his admiration for everyone's enthusiasm for reading books and not even eating.

It's already mid-October now, and there are still more than three months before the Spring Festival in 84. It's time to prepare for the Spring Festival Gala.

"Okay, okay, it's Teacher Lin who supports our work!"

He also admitted in his heart that Mr. Lin has this kind of capital.

After saying this, Huang Yihe has offended more than half of the people here, so we won't support your work if you co-author it?
After leaving CCTV, Lin Weimin returned to the Guowen Society when he had nothing to do.

Rather, the experience of this Spring Festival Gala has greatly improved his business and qualifications.

Xie Fei and Lin Weimin are considered acquaintances, so they naturally know about his works, including the adaptation results.

Xie Fei was speechless.

This year, Teacher Lin pretended to be there again!

Just by feeling the thickness, it is much thicker than "Contemporary". Open the magazine and take a look at the catalog. Good guy, there are more than 300 pages.

Well, after saying this, Lin Weimin knew that Xie Fei was very dissatisfied.

With a talent like Mr. Lin, open the skylight?

The dramas include "Untouchable" and "Farewell My Concubine", and the TV series "The Cliff". The adaptation results of whichever work is singled out are all well-known existences.

When people politely sent a letter, Lin Weimin naturally wanted to reply.

In the one-story house on the west side of the broadcasting building, the directors of CCTV and several creators of last year's show gathered together.

Thinking back to last year, within two days of Huang Yihe's meeting, people brought several notebooks over, and in the end they let one of them be killed in a high-spirited manner.

With this strength, do you need to brag?
Huang Yihe was only surprised for two seconds before smiling. What is he most afraid of as a director? He is not afraid that the show will not be exciting, nor that the audience will be dissatisfied. What he fears most is that the show will open up.

Han Zhuangzhuang has been at Renyi for two years and understands this truth deeply.

"Yo!" Tan Chaoyang was walking towards the editorial office with the manuscript, when he ran into Lin Weimin in the corridor with a look of surprise on his face.

Lin Weimin pondered: "I can write the script, but I can only write it based on the novel. Can you accept it?"

It is estimated that this term will bid farewell to Huang Yihe's director career from then on.

A book of "Bafang" can be called a hodgepodge, and the text content that everyone can think of and see is basically covered here.

"Why else? I can't stand his anger!"

"What's the situation?"

Last year's Spring Festival Gala skit was a huge bonus for him, it was not the kind that would be surrounded by everyone enthusiastically when he walked on the street.

"Hehe, I understand."

The uncle and nephew hadn't been together for a long time, Lin Weimin looked at Han Zhuangzhuang and felt a little handsome.

Lin Weimin tore open the package of the mail. Indeed, the mailing date was twelve days ago.

Han Zhuangzhuang put the dishes into the kitchen with both hands, and Lin Weimin nodded in satisfaction.

The price is 16 Hong Kong dollars and 4 yuan for rice knives.

At this time, Xie Fei had just filmed "Fire Baby", and he hadn't produced the few movies that won him awards in later generations. He can't be called a great director, but he still has a good temper.

"It's strange, I took a day off and came back in the morning!"

Mr. Lin, I am collecting some interest for future colleagues at best!

The next day, Huang Yihe from CCTV came to find Lin Weimin.

"Good guy, this is a magazine? Didn't you say that Xiangjiang's literary magazines are not easy to do?" He Qizhi exclaimed.

What does this mean?
It shows that their text foundation is strong enough!

Lin Weimin shook his head helplessly, and you will know what it means to beg for food after you have seen what happened to the screenwriters of later generations.

Lin Weimin pointed to the word "series" on the cover and said: "Their magazines are published irregularly, otherwise they wouldn't be called series."

A film director wants to adapt a novel, of course because he likes the novel itself, but if you don’t want to include some of your own personal stuff, that’s impossible.

After writing the letter, everyone is still studying the "Bafang".

Could he be unhappy?

Secondly, everyone will also feel that after such a big scene, playing an important role in a drama will not make your hips stretch.

After get off work in the evening, Han Zhuangzhuang rarely returned to the Shichahai courtyard.

"Then what if I ask Mr. Lin to be the screenwriter of this movie?" Xie Fei hesitated for a long time, but in the end he still didn't want to miss the excellent work "The Horseman".

"Isn't it okay to be dedicated to your job?"

In the past, he was not even a young actor in Renyi, so he was better than the students in the training class, otherwise he would not be mixed with Liang Guanhua.

Understandable is understandable, Xie Fei is a film director after all, he appreciates the touching stories in Lin Weimin's works, but he is even more afraid that his habit of this will shake his authority as a director in the crew, and may even cause the entire film to be shot. Production of turmoil and miscarriages.

"Soon, the performance will be held early next month."

Lin Weimin nodded, "I want to get the ticket back for me."

"Okay." Han Zhuangzhuang agreed, and then glanced at Lin Weimin.

"Uncle, what do you think I bought a house?"

(End of this chapter)