Writer 1978: I Need to Give the Literary World a Lesson

Chapter 244 Chapter 245-1 Ganlin
In the rehearsal room, Xia Yan shook hands with Zhu Lin and said with a smile, "Comrade Zhu Lin, congratulations on winning both the Hundred Flowers Award and the Golden Rooster Award. On behalf of the Film Association, I extend my congratulations to you."

Xia Yan is the president of the Film Association, and he might have even given his opinion when Zhu Lin was nominated.

Zhu Lin excitedly thanked him, then looked at Liu Yimin, who nodded slightly to her.

Xia Yan shared a short message of gratitude to the actors of the Beijing People's Art Theatre. She thanked them for contributing such wonderful roles during the filming of the movie.

"The professional skills of our actors at the Beijing People's Art Theatre are widely recognized in the performing arts industry, and they have created many exceptionally well-developed characters in films. I hope that in the future, our stage actors will participate more in film productions, so that we can see our stage actors on both the film and the stage."

After Xia Yan finished speaking, he prepared to leave the Beijing People's Art Theatre. The reason he stayed was because he had some troubles at the theatre and was taking a break here. The Hundred Flowers Award and the Golden Rooster Award were just a small interlude.

The three walked out of the rehearsal room, when suddenly Zhu Lin caught up with them.

Xia Yan smiled and said, "Little Zhu, what's the matter?"

Because of Liu Yimin, Xia Yan also felt close to the actor Zhu Lin. After watching a few more plays, she discovered that this actor had a genuine passion for acting, so Xia Yan's impression of Zhu Lin improved even more.

"Mr. Shen, the premiere dates for 'Mountains High and Rivers Long' and 'Red River Valley' are May 23, which is also the date for the Hundred Flowers Awards and the Golden Rooster Awards. There is a time conflict."

Upon hearing this, the three realized it was indeed true. The 5th anniversary of the liberation of Tibet was May 23rd, and the performance was scheduled for that afternoon.

"So what do you think?" Xia Yan asked.

Cao Yu chimed in, "Little Zhu, you can go to accept the award if you want. Just let the understudy play your role; there won't be any major problems."

However, Cao Yu still felt a little regretful. Zhu Lin was both beautiful and a good actress, and she would definitely have been able to play the role of Xue'er Dawa brilliantly.

Although the understudy was also good, the performance lacked a certain liveliness. However, receiving an award is a big deal, and for an actor, this award is an affirmation of their performance.

Zhu Lin, in particular, won his first award in his life, and he even received two awards.

Cao Yu began to resent the timing of the Hundred Flowers Awards and the Golden Rooster Awards.

Seeing that Cao Yu and Xia Yan were both staring at her, Zhu Lin subconsciously became nervous and looked at Liu Yimin, who smiled and nodded at her.

"Teacher Wan, I want to perform on stage, so I won't go to the award ceremony!" Zhu Lin said, biting her lip.

"Oh? You're giving up so easily?" Xia Yan asked, then teased, "Are you afraid of Lao Wan? Don't worry, I'll stand up for you. This is a great opportunity to gain recognition!"

"Mr. Shen, compared to the awards committee's recognition of me, I think the audience's recognition is the most important! For an actor, the most important thing is to gain the audience's applause! I'm also conflicted, and I'm reluctant to give it up, but what can I do when the schedules conflict!"

Zhu Lin said boldly.

These words were so insightful that Liu Yimin had to give Zhu Lin a thumbs up.

Upon hearing this, Cao Yu and Xia Yan's opinion of Zhu Lin would rise even higher!
Sure enough, Cao Yu nodded in satisfaction and smiled, "You still need to think it over carefully!"

"Teacher Wan, I've thought it through!"

"Good, good, good!" Cao Yu said, "An actor's essential job is acting. Awards are just embellishments in an acting career. Only by distinguishing between what's important and what's not can you go further!"

"Xiao Zhu, not bad, not bad, that's well said. I'll have them send the medal over to you later." Xia Yan was even more satisfied with Zhu Lin's choice, thinking to himself, isn't our film industry supported by good actors?

I was even thinking about writing an article to praise Zhu Lin's dedication when I got back.

After Zhu Lin finished speaking, he went back to rehearsal. Xia Yan watched Zhu Lin's departing figure and said to Liu Yimin, "Good lad, treat Xiao Zhu well, he's a good comrade!"

Upon hearing this, Cao Yu took a deep breath and remained silent.

"How's the printing of your 'Homeland Trilogy' coming along? Old Shen even wrote a preface for you. Remember to send me a copy when it's printed; I need to keep it safe!" Xia Yan said.

"I estimate it will be printed around the middle of the month, and I'll personally deliver it to you then!" Liu Yimin said.

"Okay, remember to come to our house often. Xiaoyun'er keeps talking about you!"

"Okay, I'll visit you and Xiaoyun'er when I have time!"

After seeing Xia Yan off, Cao Yu turned around and said, "It's quite impressive that Xiao Zhu was able to make a choice in such a short time!"

"Teacher, you teach so well!"

"Stop flattering me, your flattery is too clumsy!" Cao Yu snorted, but his expression showed that he was quite pleased.

Liu Yimin followed them into the Beijing People's Art Theatre, where rehearsals had resumed.
Zhu Lin's actions above were completely unaffected by winning the award. Ouyang Shanzun, Lan Tianye, Su Min, and others watched with regret that Zhu Lin couldn't go to accept the award.

“What does this award look like? We’ve never seen it before!” Su Min suddenly said.

Liu Yimin, sitting next to him, laughed and said, "I think our theater industry should also have actor awards and director awards. Our theater industry can't always be the silent, dedicated oxen, staging so many classic works and presenting one performance after another to the audience. We should have an award to encourage them."

The Golden Lion Award for drama was established in 1989, and Ouyang Shanzun won the first Director Award that year. There is no such award in China yet.

Liu Yimin's words immediately made the three directors eager to say, "My parents gave me life, but Yimin truly understands me!"

Seeing film directors win the Best Director award, they felt resentful. Did they think that we were inferior to them in terms of directing ability?

Why is it that you guys can win awards for making a movie, but we can't?
The three were excited and strongly agreed with Liu Yimin's words, but they couldn't say it out loud.

Su Min forced himself to remain calm and said composedly, "What do you mean by 'old ox' or 'old ox'? As long as we can produce good work, that's all that matters. An old ox is fine too; it eats grass but produces milk!"

Ouyang Shanzun: "Old Su is right!"

Lan Tianye: "That makes some sense!"

Upon hearing this, Liu Yimin said regretfully, "Alas, it's good that you think this way. Who says that those who remain unknown aren't heroes? That's true! I was originally thinking of appealing in the newspaper, but after hearing about the high level of thought among the three of you, I'll postpone it for now!"

"Ok?"

"what?"

"Why did you stop writing?"

The three of them didn't even bother to watch the rehearsal. Lan Tianye, who was far away from Liu Yimin, changed his position and sat to Liu Yimin's left, surrounding him in the middle.

“Yimin! We have to write it! There are so many comrades in the theater world. The three of us may not think this way, but we can't hold back the other comrades!”

The three of us don't want to advance, but we can't be the ones who hinder the advancement of our comrades!
“Yes, Yimin, this is a good thing. I think you should still write it. Old Su was too loud just now. I'll have him apologize to you!” Lan Tianye looked at Su Min on the other side. Su Min glared at Lan Tianye and said with a smile, “Yimin, I was too loud just now. I didn't consider all the issues. I only thought from my own perspective. My overall vision is poor, and I made a mistake of individualism!”

"Haha, that's fine. If there really is such an award in the future, Lao Su can just not be included!" Lan Tianye teased deliberately!
Su Min got angry and wanted to grab Lan Tianye by the neck: "Why am I not included? I direct much better than you. I can't let some people be mediocre just because I want to promote style. That would be disrespectful to the drama awards."

Ouyang Shanzun took a deep breath and patted Liu Yimin's hand: "Then, Brother Yimin, I'm entrusting this matter to you. Please advocate for the theater community. We also want theater to go further!"

"Dean Shanzun, please don't say that, there's a generational difference!"

"Hahaha!"

The four of them burst into laughter. The actors above, seeing this, thought it was because their performance was brilliant!

After the performance of "Red River Valley" ended, Zhu Lin sat down next to a few people, sipping his tea continuously, partly because he was thirsty and partly because he was excited.

When Lan Tianye saw this, he smiled and said to Liu Yimin and Zhu Lin, "Xiao Zhu, you should go back and rest. You don't need to come tomorrow morning. We're rehearsing 'Mountains High and Waters Long,' so you can come in the afternoon. Go home and celebrate with your parents."

After saying thank you, Zhu Lin prepared to leave. She really didn't want to stay there any longer. She felt her excitement was about to burst the entire rehearsal room!
Liu Yimin was about to leave when Lan Tianye pulled him back with a grin and asked where he was going.

“Teacher Lan, is it inappropriate for me to go and tell my parents-in-law the good news?” Liu Yimin said.

"No, no, let's watch the rehearsal together instead!"

Liu Yimin felt that Lan Tianye was doing this on purpose, taking the opportunity to retaliate.

"Can I go back and write an article about the drama award?"

"Then you should leave. Write it sooner rather than later. We're not doing this for ourselves, but for the tens of thousands of comrades in the theater world!"

"I understand, I understand. Teacher Lan is selfless and kind-hearted; she never benefits herself but always helps others."

"You brat, get lost!" Lan Tianye said with a laugh as he listened to each word.

After the two left, Ouyang Shanzun and the other two exchanged a smile: "This student of Jiabao is truly remarkable; he understands drama so well!"

"Yes, in ancient times, this would be the young dean!"

"Nephritis, nephritis (be careful what you say!)!"

After leaving the Beijing People's Art Theatre, Zhu Lin did not go home. Instead, she quickly rode her bicycle to the courtyard house, humming "Sweet Honey" all the way, no longer caring if others heard her.

Fortunately, the distance to the courtyard house isn't far, and during working hours, not many people can hear it. Even the elderly people on the roadside who hear it don't understand what it means.

Upon arriving at the courtyard house, Zhu Lin quickly opened the door, closed it, and shouted loudly that he had won an award.

Where is the humility he had at the Beijing People's Art Theatre? He seems to want to run to the rooftop, put his hands on his hips, and start singing.

Liu Yimin finished securing his bicycle and said breathlessly, "Winning an award is fine, but why ride so fast? The chain is practically sparking!"

Zhu Lin looked at Liu Yimin, tilted her head back, and raised her chin, her eyes filled with contempt, pride, and affection, as she gracefully walked up to him.

Because Liu Yimin was supporting himself on the bicycle with both hands, he was a few centimeters shorter than Zhu Lin.

Zhu Lin gently hooked Liu Yimin's chin with her hand, her voice filled with tenderness and pride: "Teacher Liu, you won an award, and I won an award too. You have three awards, and I have two, but it's almost a tie!"

Liu Yimin was amused by her smug look: "What? You want to eat me?"

"Hehehe, why not!"

Zhu Lin transformed into the real king, which made Liu Yimin both angry and amused.

He stopped helping her with the bicycle, pulled her into the yard, and slapped her skin several times until her smugness subsided.

Zhu Lin blushed and gently rubbed the spot where she had been hit, complaining that Liu Yimin had hit her too hard.

"Teacher Liu, how did you guess so accurately? You didn't know all along, did you? Did you make a bet with me on purpose?" Zhu Lin asked with a grin, linking arms with Liu Yimin.

Liu Yimin lowered his head and said sincerely and gently, "How could I possibly know in advance? It's because I trust you!"

"why?"

"Because you are Zhu Lin, and I am Teacher Liu!"

Before the sun had set, Zhu Lin looked at the slanting sunlight and Liu Yimin's sincere eyes, and her heart softened instantly. At that moment, she felt like the happiest woman in the world, willing to do anything for him.

It was like being a baby inside a bubble, her body light and airy. The bubble seemed like it would burst at the slightest touch, and she even felt a pang of reluctance and fear, afraid that the bubble would shatter at any moment.

"We made a bet, you know!"

At this moment, the henna plants in the yard grew wildly. What were originally just tender buds suddenly straightened their heads and shot upwards, their leaves blocking out the sun.
The henna buds swelled up, countless life forces surged in, and under the influence of internal and external forces, they slowly opened, petals grew, stamens stirred, and countless lingering feelings remained within.
The green beans I planted in the vegetable garden this year are now growing wildly, twisting and turning.
Then, the green beans, hanging upside down, grew wildly upwards, as if trying to pierce the sky where the setting sun and evening glow shone. But an invisible membrane prevented the green beans from breaking through the sky.

Suddenly, a thunderclap rang out, the thin film of air shattered, and then the beans and bamboo groves seemed to go mad, growing into towering trees.

Under the strong wind, it swayed in the sky, each swaying causing a frenzy among the surrounding clouds, countless clouds playing among the lush leaves.

Inside the room, Sanhua, unable to bear it any longer, leaped into the air and jumped to the top of the ginkgo tree, baring her teeth and looking down towards the bedroom.

Humans are terrifying; they even eat their own kind.
The once neat and clean bedroom is now a complete mess, as if it had been burgled.

Liu Yimin's hands moved through the scene with their own navigation, while Zhu Lin was so engrossed in love that the only pain she felt was blocked out by the excitement in her brain.

When the two opened the window, they heard a sparse sound outside. When they stretched their hands out, they realized it was raining. The thunder was so faint that they didn't even hear it.

Zhu Lin said in a low voice, "This rain really couldn't have come at the worst possible time!"

Liu Yimin hugged Zhu Lin from behind, feeling the coolness and softness of her skin, and gently rubbed his chin against her hair, saying with a smile, "Like rain after a long drought, it's a good thing!"

The stubborn Liu Ermin pointed his gun at the good man, who had no choice but to close the window again.

It's raining heavily outside. It's drizzling inside.
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