1979: My fiancée is a goddess

Chapter 153 New Work "The Alchemist's Fantastic Journey"

The Beijing Film Studio was very quiet in the morning, and the occasional shout of the director "Cut" from behind the building made it even more noticeable.

After Cheng Kaiyan reached an agreement on copyright grant with Factory Director Wang and Shui Hua, they chatted in a very harmonious atmosphere.

The position where he sat was right in front of the window, so he could see the lush green leaves outside the window swaying in the wind. The wind outside the window carried the smell of soil and leaves, and it felt a little cold when it blew on Cheng Kaiyan's face.

However, the warm sunshine neutralized the situation, and the weather and temperature in April and May are the most comfortable.

It was spring now, and the scenery was beautiful. It couldn't be more pleasant for Cheng Kaiyan to sit and drink tea and chat.

"If Comrade Xiao Cheng doesn't mind, I'll call you Comrade Kaiyan, or just Kaiyan."

Teacher Shuihua looked at Cheng Kaiyan's figure and appearance. Several faces flashed through her mind, and she found that none of them could be compared to the young man in front of her.

To be honest, if he didn't still have a bit of common sense and knew that Cheng Kaiyan was a writer, he would have wanted to persuade Cheng Kaiyan to become an actor.

"Teacher Shui, please feel free to do as you please. I don't mind." Cheng Kaiyan nodded, "Director Wang, the same goes."

The two men in front of him are more than two years older than him.

"Comrade Kaiyan is currently a teacher at Beijing Normal University. Is he usually busy?"

Teacher Shuihua asked with a smile. He still had some thoughts about Cheng Kaiyan.

Firstly, he is the original author of "Love Letter" and he adapted it into a play. His understanding of the story is definitely not comparable to that of directors like them. It can be said that the filming of this work is inseparable from the original author.

Secondly, after watching the Beijing Normal University drama tour, especially the three-second short film at the end, Teacher Shuihua has every reason to believe:
Cheng Kaiyan=Fujii Itsuki, Zhao Ruixue=Fujii Itsuki/Watanabe Hiroko.

These are two natural male and female protagonists.

At least that's what he felt in his heart.

As for Liu Xiaoqing?
Not pretty enough.

Well...if Liu Xiaoqing knew about this, she would definitely faint in the toilet crying. After all, it was a project that she brought about!

"It's okay, two classes a week."

"Comrade Kaiyan, do you have any ideas about writing a script? I thought, since you can adapt a love letter into a play, it should be easier to adapt a movie script."

When Teacher Shuihua heard this, she knew that Cheng Kaiyan had a sinecure at Beijing Normal University.

In fact, it was not that Beijing Normal University did not want to hire Cheng Kaiyan as a teacher, but that the hard requirements were not met. He did not have enough academic qualifications. Once he had enough academic qualifications and experience, and then worked with Jiang Ting to improve his academic skills, he would have no problem becoming a lecturer or even an associate professor in the future.

"Have……"

As soon as Cheng Kaiyan opened her mouth, she was answered. It was Director Wang.

“There’s a salary!”

Teacher Shuihua couldn't help laughing when she saw this.

"Then let's make a deal."

Cheng Kaiyan is very straightforward. It's enough for him to make money now. It's the initial accumulation. He wants to save more money so that he can go into business in the future.

Before noon, Cheng Kaiyan drank two cups of tea and left leisurely.

In the office, Teacher Shuihua smiled and said to Director Wang: "This young comrade Kaiyan is really interesting, straightforward and frank."

"A gentleman loves money but gets it in a proper way."

"I actually wanted to bring him in as the male lead, since he doesn't have many scenes anyway..."

Teacher Shuihua took a sip of tea and suddenly said.

"Can you promise?"

"It's a lie."

This type of young people, he is an old man who has been making movies for decades. He has deceived countless people.

……

the other side.

Cheng Kaiyan didn't know that she was being watched again. She stopped at a newsstand and looked down at her watch. It was only ten o'clock, so she shouted to the owner of the newsstand, "Give me this month's Children's Literature!"

"middle!"

“Are you from Henan?”

"Ah."

The boss rummaged on the bed and replied without raising his head.

"A few more cans of yogurt please. Can I take them back?"

"You can take it yourself. You just need to pay a deposit of 1.5 yuan. And don't keep it for too long. You have to drink it within a day at most. Otherwise, we won't compensate you if it goes bad."

After buying things, I stuffed the milk can into the basket of the car and went home carefully.

The yard was empty, with only a dog tied at the door. This little black dog was raised by Aunt Wang's family recently. It was quite small and probably only a few months old.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

The dog started barking as soon as it saw Cheng Kaiyan.

"Am I prosperous?"

The dog shut up immediately.

"Dead dog."

……

After playing with the dog for a while, I returned to the bedroom with the things.

Cheng Kaiyan sat back at the desk, picked up a pen and prepared paper.

Put the yogurt pot on the table, insert a straw, take a deep sip, and a sour and sweet taste immediately hits your taste buds.

"It still tastes the same. In the summer, add ice cubes or freeze them into ice cubes, and it's like a popsicle. It's a must."

Since he was a child, his favorite drink is yogurt.

At that time, yogurt was not available in town because of its short shelf life and had to be refrigerated. Only relatives in the city would bring two plates during the New Year and other festivals.

He still remembers that when he was a child, the steps for drinking milk were to lick the yogurt lid first, then take a straw, and then fold the bottom to make a simple small spoon, and drink it bit by bit.

Don't dare to drink too fast, and don't dare to drink too slowly.

Later, when I grew up and went to the supermarket, the first thing I bought was yogurt and filled the refrigerator with it.

You can do without anything except this.

"For an unhappy childhood, growing up is a good thing, but for a happy childhood, growing up is a bad thing..."

Cheng Kaiyan smiled and lowered her head to take a sip of yogurt.

Then he took the pen and wrote a few wet blue ink words on the paper:
The Alchemist

This is a classic in children's literature and the only published book he read from beginning to end five times when he was a child. He read it at a different age each time and gained different things from it.

"The Alchemist" was originally named "The Alchemist". It is a novel written by Brazilian writer Paulo Coelho and was first published in 1988.

It tells the story of a shepherd boy named Santiago who had a dream for two consecutive nights about a treasure hidden near the pyramids.

Later, inspired by Melchizedek, King of Salem, he sold his flocks and began a difficult journey across the ocean to Africa and then through the Sahara Desert.

I met many people and many things on the road. I searched for the treasure of life in happiness and confusion, and in the choices of life. Finally, I discovered that the treasure of life was right under the church where I once shepherded sheep.

This work of children's literature tells a story about pursuit in simple, plain, yet philosophical words.

Since its publication in 1988, "The Alchemist" has become popular all over the world, selling well in more than 170 countries, topping the bestseller lists in more than 20 countries, winning 1 international awards, and has been translated into 33 languages. It is the most translated novel by any living writer today, with global sales of more than 70 million copies, making it the best-selling Portuguese novel in history.

There is a sentence that can probably summarize the achievements and literary status of "The Alchemist". That is:
As famous as "The Little Prince"!
"I think editor Xu Dexia will be happy with this work, right?"

Cheng Kaiyan held a straw in his mouth, writing down his plans for this period on a piece of paper while sucking on yogurt, thinking to himself, This was the agreement he made with editor Xu Dexia at the Outstanding Children's Literature Award. After nearly a month, he finally kept his promise and started writing.

The light blue ink silently overflowed from the tip of the pen, drawing fresh and timeless words on the paper with a faint smell of ink.

The story probably begins like this:

The boy's name is Santiago.

That day, when night fell.

He drove his flock to an old abandoned church whose roof had collapsed long, long ago.

There was a large fig tree growing where the sacristy was, and its lush leaves rustled in the wind.

It was dark all around, but looking up, he could see the stars, the flowing moonlight, and the bleating of lambs calling in his ears. Santiago decided to spend the night here, "Sleep, lambs..."

He often talks to the lambs, believing that the lambs who loyally accompany him can understand.

That night, he slept peacefully and had a dream.

He dreamed of a mysterious pyramid in a distant country where there was a lost treasure.

He had a premonition in his heart that that was his destiny, the thing that he was destined to sacrifice his life for, would not disappear because of the trivialities of life, but would continue to appear in his heart.

Just as there is always the sound of the sea in a shell, this is the destiny of the shell.

“When you desire something, pursue it with all your might, and the whole universe will shine for you.”

When Cheng Kaiyan wrote these words, a story about pursuit was about to begin.

……

The Peking University auditorium is brightly lit in the evening.

The red carpet on the stage was a dazzling red under Xun Lan's lights.

The auditorium was filled with noise and crowds, even more than the first performance at Beijing Normal University the day before!

It’s just because tonight is the second public performance of the drama "Love Letter" by the Beijing Normal University Beiguo Drama Society.

After the premiere at Beijing Normal University the day before yesterday, it caused a huge response and was made public by the news media. The Beijing Evening News gave it high praise.

The news of the first performance had only spread among students and young people, but now it was made public in the newspapers, and many adults and theater lovers became interested after hearing the news.

This is "Love Letter"!

After hearing that "Love Letter" would be touring Peking University tonight, people flocked to the university to watch the show.

In addition to them, there were also college students who did not see "Love Letter" last time, and many people from the industry also came.

For example, students and teachers from the China National People's Art Theater and the Central Academy of Drama all came to join in the fun.

After all, the last performance of "Love Letter" was so amazing that people felt that this was a drama worth savoring over and over again.

"Hey! You're here to read the love letter again, Dandan, didn't you read it last time?"

"Yes, but I think this play is worth watching again and again."

After hearing the news, Wang Meng and Zhang Guangnian were also very curious. They and their colleagues from Renwen Press invited each other to come to Peking University to watch the drama.

"Kaiyan, this kid, put together a drama without making a sound."

Zhang Guangnian said, leaning back in his chair.

"It's not surprising that novels are adapted into plays. Look, isn't Lao She a writer, and yet he adapted so many plays."

Wang Meng shook his head, but he was not surprised.

The two of them waited quietly for the drama to begin.

……

At this time, backstage in the auditorium, members of the Northern Drama Society were ready and waiting to go on stage to perform.

After the last performance practice, everyone was not too nervous. On the contrary, they were excited and proud.

I performed in the auditorium of Peking University, competing on the same stage with the drama club of Peking University, and I was in an advantageous position.

It would be so cool if we could put Peking University under our feet!

"The play is about to begin. Ruixue, please get ready. We are going to perform at Peking University today."

President Liu Zhiyi walked in with a schedule and shouted loudly.

Zhao Ruixue looked up at Liu Zhiyi, said nothing, and just nodded silently.

"You don't look very good, do you? Junior Ruixue."

Liu Zhiyi glanced down and noticed that her eyes were blue and her face was exhausted. The glow on her face had dimmed a lot, as if she had not gotten enough rest. He said with concern.

"It's okay...ahem."

Zhao Ruixue subconsciously denied it, but was startled by her own voice.

But he quickly adjusted himself and said to Liu Zhiyi with a serious face: "I'm fine. I will try my best in this performance. But... I have something to tell you, Senior Liu. After this performance, I want to quit the club."

Resign? ! !
"What??!"

When Liu Zhiyi heard this, her voice rose several octaves, which immediately attracted the attention of many members. She waved her hand to indicate that everything was fine.

He immediately crouched beside Zhao Ruixue and asked solemnly, "Ruixue, do you really want to quit the company?"

Zhao Ruixue is a rare talent in the drama club, and after this drama tour, Liu Zhiyi plans to let Zhao Ruixue manage the Northern Drama Club next semester.

Liu Zhiyi felt very confused and even a little puzzled about this withdrawal from the society.

"Well, I've thought about it. I'm still not used to this kind of life. As a student, I'd better study hard."

Zhao Ruixue was silent for a moment, not knowing what she was thinking about, but she spoke seriously.

"..."

Liu Zhiyi didn't know what to say, but she could feel the seriousness of the girl in front of her, "Okay. No matter what, I respect your choice."

"Thank you."

The two looked into each other's eyes.

At this time, a staff member from Peking University came in and said, "From the Northern Theater Club, it's your turn to perform on stage."

"I go first."

Zhao Ruixue stood up on her own and left without looking back.

Liu Zhiyi squatted there alone, brows furrowed.

"Why exactly?"

"why?"

Zhao Ruixue stood on the stage in her coat, expressionless, speaking her lines mechanically. She asked herself in her heart.

She didn't know why she wanted to escape, but it was obviously the most effective method.

As for performing this drama, when she performed that part, she always felt like a blunt knife was cutting her heart. There was no severe pain, only the blood scab that had not completely healed was repeatedly poked and torn.

It was so uncomfortable that she instinctively wanted to escape.

It would be best to cut off all ties with that person, she thought, so it wouldn't hurt, right?
Cut it off completely and draw a clear line.

Just treat it as a beautiful scenery that you have passed by.

Too tired, so that's it...

(End of this chapter)