1980 My Literary Era

Chapter 91 1980 is over
Hearing Mr. Wan's words, Lin Weimin was shocked again.

Who is "Fanyi"?
The most distinctive and distinctive 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 rules and boldly pursue herself 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 while.

"Teacher, you are overrated."

Mr. Wan looked at his expression, smiled and teased: "This is not in line with your kid's character!"

"Hey! I still know how many catties I have."

Wan Fang interrupted: "Don't say that for Weimin, I think Cheng Dieyi in your novel will be a classic character, and readers will definitely like him after reading the novel."

"Thank you, sister! I'm just worried that a pioneering role like Cheng Dieyi might not be liked by everyone." Lin Weimin said worriedly.

Mr. Wan smiled and asked: "I'm worried that you still write like this? From the lines in your words, I don't see any worry. On the contrary, I can see a bit of arrogance-I want to write like this, you must like it."

Lin Weimin smiled embarrassedly, "Sir, how could it be as exaggerated as you said?"

"What Xiaofangzi said makes sense. Regardless of the novel, at least the character of Cheng Dieyi will leave an unforgettable impression on all readers who have read the novel. There is no reason for everyone not to like him. His alternative It is not caused by himself, but more by the environment, and readers will only feel pity and affection for him."

"If that's the case, that's the best." Lin Weimin said.

Mr. Wan looked at Lin Weimin, paused and asked, "Weimin, how about turning this novel into a script?"

"what?"

Come again?
Lin Weimin showed distress, "Teacher..."

Mr. Wan knew what this kid was thinking just by looking at his expression. Last time, Yu Zhi told him that Lin Weimin seemed dissatisfied with the price of the script offered by Renyi.

The old man also understood that Lin Weimin paid at least a thousand yuan for publishing a novel, but he could only get a few hundred yuan for writing a script. Publishing and publishing are also paid.

Thinking of this, he can only play some emotional cards.

"Oh! I've gotten older in the past two years, and my energy is getting worse. I used to think about writing more scripts for the theater, but now, I really don't have the energy. A theater without a script is a rootless, waterless The fish..."

Lin Weimin smiled wryly, "Stop talking, I'll write!"

Mr. Wan showed a look of inquiry on his face, "Can you write? But don't force it."

"Yes. It is my honor to be able to write a script for Ren Yi."

The old gentleman nodded in satisfaction, "Then it will be hard work for you."

"It should all be."

Lin Weimin thought in his heart that writing scripts for people does not lose his reputation, not only does he not lose his reputation, but he also has a lot of face.Although this input-output ratio is a bit small, but after all, there is the face of the teacher.

Besides, writing the script does not delay his publication of the novel, it just consumes some energy.

He opened his mouth to the teacher, and it was impossible for him to refuse.

"Oh!"

"Great!"

While Lin Weimin and the others were chatting, the sound of firecrackers outside gradually increased.

There is no saying that fireworks and firecrackers are banned these days. With the backdrop of fireworks and firecrackers, the taste of the new year will come out.

When it was almost eight o'clock, Wan Fang turned on the TV at home.

Mr. Wan's TV is a Yanjing brand, 12 inches. When he turned on the TV, Wan Fang broadcast it to CCTV.

"The Spring Festival Gala is about to begin!" Wan Fang said.

Spring Festival Gala?
Lin Weimin guessed that Wan Fang should be referring to the Spring Festival Gala, and "Spring Festival Gala" is what the common people have called it for so many years.

Wan Fang was talking about the "Spring Festival Gala" sponsored by the Ministry of Culture and produced by the Central News Documentary Film Studio since 56.

People in later generations only know that the CCTV Spring Festival Gala was held in 83, but few people know how people celebrated the Spring Festival through TV programs before 83.

The "Spring Festival Gala" produced since the Spring Festival in 1956 accompanied the common people of that era through every festive New Year's Eve. At that time, there were very few TV sets, and few ordinary people could watch "Spring Festival Gala" on TV. There are very few, and more people listen to "Spring Festival Gala" on the radio, and the Central People's Broadcasting Station will broadcast the performance to the whole country.

The guests who participated in the "Spring Festival Gala" back then were not very different from the later Spring Festival Gala, but the style was more simple and down-to-earth. Writers, dramatists like Mei Lanfang and Xin Fengxia, and even businessmen like Rong Yiren will also participate in it and wish the people of the whole country a new year.

To sum it up in one sentence, the participants are all elites from all walks of life, and it can be said that the event is unprecedented.

Until 1979, after CCTV resumed the broadcast of cultural programs, there were cultural evenings during the Spring Festival. In 1979, CCTV held the "New Year's Art Evening".

This year's show has been previewed by the TV station, the theme is "The First Spring of the 80s", and the director is Yang Jie, the director of the 86 version of "Journey to the West".

On the monotonous TV screen, the announcer's voice is correct but somewhat distorted.

Lin Weimin is used to watching the wonderful TV programs of the later generations, and he has no feeling for the programs of this era, but Mr. Wan's family watches them with great interest. They have different thresholds for appreciating TV programs.

The hearty laughter of the whole family can be heard upstairs and downstairs from time to time. The people who can live in the high-rise buildings of Muxidi are high-ranking cadres of this era, and it is not uncommon to have a TV at home.

As the party progressed, the sound of firecrackers outside became louder and louder, no matter when, the soul of the New Year will always be firecrackers.

When it was almost ten o'clock, Mr. Wan and his wife were a little tired, so they went to rest first.

Wan Fang was still watching the party in the living room, and Lin Weimin got up and went to the window.

During the festive season, I miss my relatives a lot, and I don’t know how my parents in that world are doing now?

Ugh!
Lin Weimin could only sigh deeply.

Wan Fang looked away from the TV program, noticing his depression, "Wei Min, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I remember my hometown." Lin Weimin said casually.

"I'm definitely homesick after Chinese New Year."

Seeing that Lin Weimin was depressed, Wan Fang wanted to enlighten him, and the two sat on the sofa in the living room and chatted until the end of the party.

This day was Lin Weimin's first stay at Mr. Wan's house.

Lying on the bed in the bedroom, he couldn't help but recall the experience of more than a year, it really seemed like a lifetime away!
After an unknown amount of time, Lin Weimin fell into a deep sleep, and the sound of firecrackers continued in his sleep.

1980 years passed like this.

(End of this chapter)