Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 221 Goodbye, Beijing!
In order to help his wife Zhang Nuanxin get involved in film, Li Tuo has been involved in film from literature since 78, and helped Zhang Nuanxin write the script of "Li Siguang". He was originally a member of the film academy circle.

In 1979, he cooperated with Zhang Nuanxin and wrote an article "On the Modernization of Film Language", which was very influential in the circle at that time, and proposed "reform film language" and "get rid of dramatization and become more cinematic". Movies are all based on dramatization, which has influenced the study of film language and proposed to "create advanced and our own film aesthetics".

At that time, he was eager to help Zhang Nuanxin embark on the road of directing and realize his wife's ideal of film aesthetics.

In the same year, Xie Jin filmed "A Distressed Laughter" which broke through his own meaning; their friend Teng Wenji filmed the poetic "Trill of Life"; Prepare your own video.

Therefore, Li Tuo and Zhang Nuanxin attached great importance and urgency to the film "Sand Gull", and their reforms have lagged behind many of their peers.

This is also the main reason why Zhang Nuanxin always worries about gains and losses after writing the script.

He Ping helped Li Tuo and his wife to briefly raise a few questions in the script. It cannot be said that it was a great help, but it did play a role when they were in Lushan and unable to judge themselves.

The husband and wife didn't keep He Ping behind their backs, and they started discussing while talking in the living room. He Ping was quite embarrassed watching from the side. leave.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Zhang Nuanxin got up and opened the door, "Ah, Ah Cheng is here!"

Zhang Nuanxin's voice was full of surprise, and let the outside guests in.

When He Ping heard Zhang Nuanxin call out the guest's name, he thought of that famous name in later generations, and thought that Li Tuo had also mentioned this name, so he couldn't be wrong.

When someone came into the room, He Ping looked at him, and it was indeed the face in his memory.

He looked into the house, "Is the ghost not here?"

Zhang Nuanxin couldn't help laughing, "Don't worry, I came here yesterday and left."

Ah Cheng felt relieved, "That's good."

The "dead ghost" that Ah Chengkou refers to is Zhu Wei, the editor of "China Youth". To be precise, any editor who urges him to write a manuscript is a "dead ghost".

Ah Cheng was just over 79 years old at this time, and he hadn't written the amazing "The King of Chess" yet. After returning to Beijing in [-], he helped his father Zhong Dianfei write the book "Film Aesthetics" at home, and was later recommended by an acquaintance to become the editor of "World Book".

Now he occasionally contributes to magazines and is often urged by the editors of the magazine.

Li Tuo stood up, "It's just in time for you to come today. I have a new friend to introduce you. This is He Ping, a writer friend from Liao Province. This time I came to Beijing because Director Xie Jin is going to adapt his novel."

Li Tuo introduced to He Ping again: "This is Ah Cheng, the No. [-] Kanye in our capital, a part-time writer and screenwriter."

Alright, Kanye's name is listed first, which shows that this eldest brother has good chat skills. No wonder later generations of writers mentioned that Ah Cheng said that he was good at chatting.

After meeting with each other for a few pleasantries, Li Tuo and his wife discussed the script of "Sand Gull" with A Cheng.

Acheng is from a family of films. His father was one of the earliest film critics and theorists in China. Influenced by his father, Acheng started to get in touch with movies very early. In the following years, he also wrote "Furong Town" script.

Several people in the living room chatted freely, and He Ping occasionally interjected a few words, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

After a while, He Ping bid farewell to Li Tuo and his wife.

After a few words of politeness, He Ping left Li Tuo's house, planning to go to the editorial office of "People's Literature".

When Wang Fu saw He Ping, he began to complain, "You said you don't drink well, why do you drink so much?"

He Pinghan smiled and said: "The amount of alcohol is not important, the most important thing is the momentum, isn't this also sincerity?"

Putting aside the topic of drunkenness yesterday, He Ping asked about the novel, "Is there anything to be revised in "Fu Gui?"

Wang Fu said: "No big problem, the rest is just proofreading."

"That's good, I'm going to leave in two days."

"So fast?"

"It's been a long time since I came out. I stayed in Shanghai for a while, and then I stayed in the capital for a few days. The Qingming Festival has passed. If you don't go back home, the land should be abandoned." He Ping joked.

Wang Fu had some regrets on his face, "That's right. Then you leave me your mailing address and the phone number where I can reach you. When the novel is published, I will send it to you and let you know."

"Okay." He Ping picked up the pen and paper on the table and left his address and phone number.

"Have you bought the train ticket? Do you need help from our editorial department?" Wang Fu asked.

"I haven't bought it yet, but I don't need it. Director Xie Jin has written me a letter of introduction before he left, using the name of Beijing Film Studio. I can buy it at the train station myself."

"When are you going to leave, I'll see you off."

"The time hasn't been set yet, so don't bother you."

After pushing back twice, Wang Fu stopped worrying about seeing him off, and she said worriedly: "I know you may only treat writing as a hobby now. But making money is never enough. One The golden age of a writer is the period from 40 to [-] years old. At this stage, both your inspiration and writing skills are at their peak. Don’t let your talent go to waste just because you make money. Your talent is the best among writers I have ever seen. The best one, don't let it go to waste."

He Ping was a little moved by Wang Fu's sincerity, but in fact, his thinking now is quite different from before.

Before, he always thought that writing was just a way to make a living. After raising chickens to earn money, he had no idea of ​​writing. However, the experience in Shanghai made him understand that writing can actually be a way to relax himself.

"Sister Wang, don't worry, I will definitely keep writing after I go back. The output is definitely not comparable to their full-time ones, but I will stick to it."

Wang Fu said: "I am relieved to hear you say that. It would be a waste of such a good talent if it wasted."

Although He Ping didn't know how Wang Fu saw his talent, He Ping was very pleased with how he was praised so much.

After formally bidding farewell to Wang Fu, He Ping went to the Beijing Railway Station and bought a train ticket to Fengcheng tomorrow, this time on a hard sleeper.

In the early morning of the next day, He Ping was carrying heavy luggage, many of which were things he had bought these days, as gifts for his family.

The train moved slowly, and the scenery of the capital passed before his eyes, just like his experience these days.

Going south to Shanghai and north to Beijing, the flashes of the 80s flashed before his eyes.

He Ping thought in his heart that he would come back in the future, but he didn't know what would happen here.

(End of this chapter)