1980 My Literary Era.

Chapter 379
Teng Jinxian took out a script from the desk drawer, "I wrote this script in my spare time. You are an expert in this field, can I trouble you to read it?"

Lin Weimin took the script with a surprised face, "Movie script?"

"Yes!"

Lin Weimin didn't expect Teng Jinxian, the director of the film bureau, to write a movie script. He took over the script and didn't read it directly. Instead, he chatted with Teng Jinxian.

It turned out that Teng Jinxian was originally a drama actor. In [-], he entered the Yenching Film Academy for further study, and was later assigned to the Emei Film Studio as a director. He has produced many works one after another.

In [-], he was promoted to the director of Emei Film Studio, and later transferred to the position of director of the Film Bureau. Today, the Film Bureau has not yet merged with the Radio and Television Bureau to become the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television.

In the past two years, Teng Jinxian put down the guide tube and focused more on administrative affairs, but he still did not give up on the film.

It's impossible to get him to make movies again, but it's okay to write screenplays.Out of personal hobbies and interests, Teng Jinxian became a monk halfway and wrote a movie script.

Lin Weimin had to admire Teng Jinxian's love for movies. After a brief chat, he focused on the script.

Looking at the names on the front page, he couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

Opening the script, although there are many differences in the content, Lin Weimin can still recognize at a glance that this is the script of the movie he has seen.

When Lin Weimin watched movies before, he never noticed that Teng Jinxian was the screenwriter of this movie?

He couldn't help raising his head to look at Teng Jinxian again, that round face was actually a bit more handsome.

"Mr. Lin, what do you think?" Teng Jinxian looked into Lin Weimin's eyes and asked expectantly.

Lin Weimin pondered for a while, the script obviously hasn't been polished, and the story is not so smooth.

He said: "The script is very good, and it will be even better if it is revised and revised."

Teng Jinxian was overjoyed when he heard the words, and then he was a little confused: "I wrote the script completely as a monk halfway, and it was completely up to my own temperament. If I were to revise it, I really don't know how to start. Look, can you Please help to polish it, and you will also sign your name when the time comes."

Teng Jinxian said it very politely, and Lin Weimin said: "Ju Teng, don't say that. In fact, the amount of changes to the script is not large. It's no problem for me to help you change it, and there is no need for a signature."

"How can that be done? The script..."

Teng Jinxian still wanted to insist, but Lin Weimin refused to sign the signature very firmly, so he had no choice but to give up.

When he got home at night, Lin Weimin looked through the script written by Teng Jinxian again. Compared with the current script, the movies he saw in later generations had a lot of changes.

The reason why he agreed to Teng Jinxian was also because he had a foundation laid by watching movies in later generations.

Foreigners don’t pay much attention, they don’t even give their scripts a signature, it’s a pity that when Lin Weimin watched movies in later generations, he thought that the homework of the foreigner’s screenwriting was really good, dare he be the one who “used it”!

Because Lin Weimin had seen the movie, he had no trouble revising the script. It only took two nights to finish the script.

A few days later, Lin Weimin found some free time and went to the Film Bureau to look for Teng Jinxian, but he didn't expect that Teng Jinxian still had guests in his office.

"Come here, Mr. Lin, I just want to introduce you. This is my former colleague, Xiao Han Han Shanping, who is now the deputy director of our Emei Film Studio."

Han Shanping got up and greeted Lin Weimin enthusiastically, "Hello, Mr. Lin, it's a pleasure to meet you!"

Han Shanping was assigned to the Emei Film Studio after he was transferred from the army, and Teng Jinxian was his old leader in the Emei Film Studio.

In [-], Han Shanping took the same path as Teng Jinxian and went to Yanjing Film Academy for advanced studies. After returning to the Emei factory in [-], he was promoted to be the deputy factory director.

This time I came to Yanjing for a business trip to the Emei Factory, and I came to pay a visit to the old leader Teng Jinxian by the way.

Knowing that Lin Weimin came this time for Teng Jinxian's script, Han Shanping was full of curiosity.

In front of Han Shanping, Teng Jinxian opened the script that Lin Weimin had revised.

After flipping through the script, his face was rosy, he stood up excitedly, and said to Lin Weimin, "Mr. Lin, you put a gold border on my shit pot!"

Lin Weimin waved his hands with a smile, and said modestly: "Tengju, please don't say that, it's obviously because you have a good foundation."

Teng Jinxian said: "If I were to modify the script myself, it would be impossible to make it as good as it is now. No, you must sign this script, otherwise I won't feel at ease."

"no, I'm fine!"

Teng Jinxian and Lin Weimin were arguing over the issue of signatures, and Han Shanping stood up at this time and said: "Uncle Teng, Mr. Lin, put the signatures aside first. It's time for dinner soon, let's go out for dinner first Right! It happens that Teacher Lin is here today, so I'll treat you!"

Teng Jinxian was interrupted by him, and hurriedly said: "You came from a long way, and Mr. Lin helped me again. Of course, I came to treat you. Let's go, we won't eat in the cafeteria today, let's go to the restaurant!"

Teng Jinxian went out of the office and put on Lin Weimin's crown. Han Shanping's eyes were full of surprise and freshness.

Teng Jinxian joked: "People say Mr. Lin is 'Lin Wanwan', and they all say that there is only a wrong name, and there is no wrong nickname."

Lin Weimin laughed and said, "Teng Ju, don't feel bad about me, it's just a means of transportation. The ones from Hainan are not expensive."

Listening to the conversation between the two, Han Shanping was full of envy.

He had heard about Lin Weimin's wealth, but this was the first time he knew that Lin Weimin was still driving such a good car. This time he came back to Yanjing and was really enlightened.

The three came to Bianyifang to eat roast duck, and Teng Jinxian treated them.

While eating and chatting, the topics are inseparable from movies and literature.

Yang Meng's international call to Lin Weimin was still through Teng Jinxian's office. He naturally knew that Lin Weimin's "Lover" had been adapted into a movie, and he couldn't help sighing when he mentioned that "Lover" was going to participate in the Cannes Film Festival.

"It's not easy for our films to go out of the country!"

In later generations, the domestic film circle was eroded by hot money, and going abroad to participate in a film festival was as easy as drinking water.

It is different now. First, the domestic film industry itself is relatively weak. Second, the major studios are short of funds and cannot afford to participate in film festivals. Third, ideological problems prevent some film festivals from participating.

It is not easy to get an opportunity to go abroad to participate in the film festival.

In the past few years of reform and opening up, there are only a handful of domestic films that can go abroad to participate in film festivals, and films such as "The True Story of Ah Q" and "Yellow Earth" are among the few.

Teng Jinxian is now the director of the Film Bureau, so he naturally wants to bring more movies out to audiences in other countries.

"Film is a cultural industry, and one of its important functions is cultural exchange, or cultural export, which greatly promotes the shaping of a country's soft power." Lin Weimin said.

Teng Jinxian clapped his hands and said: "Mr. Lin's 'cultural export' is good. It can not only bring our country's culture to the world, but also enhance our cultural self-confidence and national self-confidence, just like those Olympic athletes winning glory for the country."

After he finished speaking, he asked again: "However, what does this 'soft power' mean?"

"The term soft power is my personal opinion. It is relative to a country's hard power. Hard power is easy to understand. Economic, military, political and other aspects are all hard power.

And soft power refers to cultural power, which to some extent also determines the country's external influence and external image, all of which are part of the country's comprehensive national power, such as culture, education, legal environment, system construction, etc. Wait, our films belong to the cultural industry, so they are naturally part of the country's soft power. "

Lin Weimin patiently explained the concept of "soft power" to Teng Jinxian and Han Shanping, and Teng Jinxian couldn't help admiring after listening: "Mr. Lin's insights are really enlightening! His understanding of the film industry is even more admirable!"

Han Shanping also looked at Lin Weimin with some admiration. After all, Mr. Lin is a cultural person, and he has never thought of this way of looking at problems from a high-level view.

Having made a crown just now, Han Shanping still felt that his coming back to Yanjing had increased his knowledge.Only now do I understand that this is an eye-opener.

Lin Weimin said a few words modestly, and they continued to chat.

Before they knew it, they drank a lot of wine, and the few people said goodbye leisurely.

The next day, Lin Weimin still had a headache when he woke up. Tao Huimin brought him a cup of hot water and complained about his drinking yesterday.

"Understood, we must pay attention in the future."

Lin Weimin coaxed her, thinking of the scene of drinking yesterday in his mind, Teng Jinxian forced him to sign the script with the help of alcohol.

Forget it, I can be regarded as helping a little, as long as the foreigners don't take advantage of it.

In the morning, rice porridge was served with steamed stuffed buns. After eating, I was sweating all over my body, and Lin Wei's sense of drunkenness was greatly reduced.

When I went out, I first went to Bianyifang to pick up the car, and then came to the Guowenshe.

I entered the room to make a cup of tea and was about to review the manuscript when someone knocked on the office door.

Wang Shuo, who hadn't been to the editorial department for a long time, appeared at the door again.

"Leader, are you busy?" Wang Shuo complimented, but his tone was full of ridicule.

"What's the matter?" Lin Weimin was too lazy to talk nonsense with him.

"What else could it be?" Wang Shuo said, taking out a manuscript from his bag.

Lin Weimin glanced at the manuscript, "When will your efficiency be improved!"

It has been more than half a year since Wang Shuo returned the manuscript.

Last year's "Half Sea Water, Half Flame" was arranged by Lin Weimin into the "Selected Contemporary Novella Series", and the response was not bad after publication.

"Am I still slow?" Wang Shuo asked back.

Obviously, he and Lin Weimin have different understandings of efficiency.

But it's normal for him to think about it. No one knows that Lin Weimin is a famous fast shooter.

"Look first!" Wang Shuo urged.

After reading the manuscript, Lin Weimin met Wang Shuo's gaze.

"How about it?"

"Not bad, you have found the right style this time!"

When Wang Shuo heard this comment, the expression on his face was pleasantly surprised.

The manuscript he sent to "Contemporary" in the past few years should have the highest evaluation.

Wang Shuo couldn't help asking, "What style?"

"Your previous works, from "Stewardess" to "Half Sea, Half Flame" have written a lot of love and love, and the writing is not bad, but that's it.

This time, in my opinion, this novel is quite a transformational one.

Not only does it have a strong sense of magical realism, but it also integrates the language characteristics of Yanjing very well, and at the same time it well depicts the oppression and alienation of marginalized young people by society.

Ridiculousness, fiction, and rebellion make this novel very avant-garde, but it is different from the general avant-garde novels today. "

It was rare to hear Lin Weimin praise him, and the corner of Wang Shuo's mouth couldn't help grinning brightly.

If you can talk, talk more.

"Then will it be included in the regular issue this time?" Wang Shuo asked anxiously.

"can!"

After getting Lin Weimin's affirmative answer, Wang Shuo laughed wantonly.

Smiling, he suddenly remembered and asked, "By the way, you didn't say it just now, what kind of style am I?"

Lin Weimin sneered: "Ruffian style!"

(End of this chapter)