Chapter 4 Four

Endure until eleven o'clock, "boring child" has not finished teasing.It's been an hour longer than the work and rest time stipulated by the guest house. I think my self-cultivation is enough.The second time I got up and got out of bed, I knocked heavily on the door a few times as a warning. "Knock what the hell!" The other side cursed, and it was the voice of a "child star". I suppressed my temper and said through the door: "Can you please keep your voice down? I haven't slept well for more than ten days in a row. Take care of me." There was silence for a while, and suddenly they sang "Little Bamboo Raft" together.Clearly not to "take care of".

I put on my coat, walked out of my room, pushed open the door of the next room, and asked sharply, "Isn't it too self-conscious?" The child actor said: "Can you control it? This is not your home!" He looked to be fourteen or fifteen years old, and he was already tall. He was wearing a military uniform. both sides".Big eyes, round face.There were two actors, three actresses and several children in the room. I said, "I don't care about you, but I beg you. The hotel stipulates that no noise after ten o'clock will affect the sleep of other residents."

In fact, my words are for those two or three actors and actresses.I think, "Child stars" are ignorant, so are you also ignorant? The child actor said: "We don't know what the rules are. No one told us." I pointed to the wall and said, "There are stickers in every room. You should take a good look at them." .” The kid was spoiled badly in the film industry, and apparently he didn't have much good influence.That kind of self-feeling is really superior, as if I think I am the number one "big star" in Tianzi! I had no choice but to read the "Accommodation Instructions" posted on the wall, then turned and left.

As soon as I left the house, I heard him say, "Sing! What's the big deal!" I walked into the room and asked angrily, "What did you just say?" He said, "Look at your virtue! You think I'm afraid of you!" This kid is literally pushing me to be rough. I waved and slapped him across the face. He shouted: "Do you dare to fight the People's Liberation Army?" I grabbed the military cap from his head, threw it on the ground, and slapped him again, saying, "You, the People's Liberation Army, are the ones who slapped you! Sing again!" He covered his face and fell silent.

The little actors stared at me blankly. The two or three actors and actresses said without embarrassment: "Hey, why are you beating someone?" "It makes sense!" I said, "Isn't it reasonable enough to you just now?" I snorted, walked back to my room, lay down and was so angry by myself. The next day, the director came to the editorial department and reported me to one of our deputy directors. The "child star" has stopped acting and is "ill". The deputy director asked me to be called to her office, and said in front of the director: "This is our Xiao Liang. You must have made a mistake. How could our Xiao Liang beat someone? Look at his polite If you don’t look like that, you can only be beaten!..." I honestly admitted: "It's me."

The deputy director looked at me researchingly for a long time, and asked, "Are you kidding him?" I blushed, and replied, "Just kidding." The deputy director said: "I guess you must be playing with him too! How can such an honest young man slap someone in the face! The little actor is too delicate!" Then he praised me to the director in front of me. Steady and honest.He also asked the director to go back and strictly demand "child stars" and strengthen education.He also said: "A young child actor dares to pretend to be sick and stop acting, it's too crazy!"

The first impression is so important!Mother's teaching is really great! Since then, I haven't seen the child star again.However, this incident is often recalled.Because it made me think, do all people have a certain nature of bullying and fearing the strong?That child actor was really irritating at the time, but I slapped him twice, but it was nothing like bullying him.What if he is not nearly half my age?But a man of great stature and strength?Even if I could howl all night long, I'm afraid I wouldn't dare to do it first.Even if he slapped me twice in the opposite direction, I'm afraid I'll have to suffer.Analyzing it like this, I seem to be a bit: "bullying children".And if I wasn't me, I would be a burly man with a face full of flesh, yelling: "Don't make a fucking noise, I'll break your necks if you get in a hurry!" I guess the "boy" at a young age would never dare to say goodbye I'm so rude.It seems that "don't do anything wrong with etiquette", only when the old ancestor's legacy becomes the virtue of the whole nation, can everyone keep the "gentleman's demeanor"!

One year, while on a business trip, I read a piece of news in a non-local tabloid - he was sentenced to prison for breaking the law.It was sad to see.I thought to myself that if a child is not a "child star" but a "star", isn't the whole thing ruined? Not long ago, I saw a report about him from some film newspaper, saying that he had studied in a certain school for several years, got a diploma, and is currently participating in the shooting of a film.There is also a photo of him, still in military uniform.Only then did I realize that the so-called "sentencing" was purely a rumor sold openly.Some tabloids are also really hateful, and even printed the words "reporter of this newspaper" under the sensational rumors!I got a chance to study and got a diploma. I am very happy for him and hope he can become a real actor.

I worked as an outside draft editor for two years in Beijing Film Academy.I read more than 50 scripts every month, sometimes more.I have read about 1,500 foreign scripts in total, but none of them have been successfully promoted.From the crushing of the "Gang of Four" to the present, the number of scripts sent to Beijing Film's foreign drafting team has never been less than 60,000 to 70,000.No more than five were finally filmed or published after support.So I really hope that many people who create movie scripts in their spare time will still do what they can, and transfer their interest in writing movie scripts to watching movies.

In the past two years, I have not successfully supported a foreign draft script, but I thought I was a very responsible foreign draft editor.From more than 1,500 foreign manuscripts, I discovered Zhang Xinxin's film creation talent with "wisdom eye", which is something to be proud of anyway. I didn't have lunch that day.When I woke up, I was drowsy and thought it was morning.I looked at my watch and realized it was afternoon.Too lazy to get up, I remembered that I brought back some kind of "script" in my schoolbag, so I just lay down and deal with it!He took it out and looked sideways.Once I saw it, I didn't let it go.I finished reading it in one go.

The manuscript paper is quite clean, and the handwriting is very neat.It can be seen that the author is a person who takes creation very seriously.This first won my three-point favor. I can't remember the name of the play.The style is more modern.It can be clearly seen that it is greatly influenced by the Soviet film and literary script "Courtesy Visit". The past tense, present tense, and future tense flash across each other.In Beijing Film Academy in 1978, the concept of film was not as updated and liberated as it is today.So I conclude that such a script can neither be filmed nor published. But I have to admit that this is the best one among the more than a thousand foreign manuscripts I have seen.A real screenplay.I found such one out of more than a thousand, and I think my more than a thousand are not in vain. The script frequently embodies the characteristics of film art with ingenuity. I couldn't lie down anymore, got up, put on my clothes in a hurry, and went to the office again.The name and mailing address of the writer who did not write the script, I can't wait to learn from the envelope. Lao Wang asked me, "Why are you here again?" I said, "Found a good script!" Lao Wang smiled: "A good script will be sent to the foreign draft team?" I didn't bother to answer, so I found the envelope and took a look - Zhang Xinxin, the Youth League Committee of the Third Hospital of Peking University. The Third Hospital of Beijing Medical University is very close to Beijing Film Academy, and it is the "contract hospital" of Beijing Film Academy.So I decided to write a letter to the author and invite "him" to Beijing Film Academy for an interview on Sunday, with the intention of making a literary friend.I didn't know any literary friends in Beijing at that time, and I often felt lonely with no one to talk to. I studied for a long time before writing the letter.Zhang Xinxin——There is no feminine flavor at all, and the handwriting also looks like a man's strokes. It is judged that it is "he" rather than "she". How tightly bound I was at twenty-nine!Without the permission of the team leader, if a female author is invited to the office for a conversation when there is no one in the main building, and if she is not only a female author, but also a girl, wouldn't that cause the suspicion of "plum blossoms in the melon field"?Who knows if you're talking about a script or something?At that time, the foreign manuscript team had a rule that without the consent of the team leader, the editor was not allowed to invite the author for an interview. On Sunday, I bought two boxes of "Peony" with filters, a pack of spiced melon seeds, and a pack of jasmine tea, and came to the office half an hour earlier than the time agreed in my letter.You can see how sincere I am! As soon as the appointed time arrived, footsteps came from the quiet corridor.I thought to myself, this author is really a person with a strong sense of time. I just stood up when "he" knocked on the door. When I opened the door, I was surprised—it was a "she".Not tall, round face, glasses, short hair.Lapel-collar silver-gray youth shirt, silver-gray trousers, blue and whitewashed rubber shoes that are close to silver-gray.All in silver gray.If you stretch your arms, it's like a miniature "An Er" landing in front of my office.That face is not easy to judge the actual age.Saying eighteen or nine is not big, and saying twenty-four or five is not small.The expression is reserved, showing that I didn't come to beg you, but you "please" me to come.They exchanged names, and it turned out to be Zhang Xinxin.I didn't expect her to be a woman, and she probably didn't expect me to be a "novel" editor.I was surprised, she was disappointed.My surprise was concealed, but her disappointment was "gifted" to me as a "meeting gift". If you "please" get the "God" to come, you have to respect it. import.Come in modestly. Give up your seat.Sit down modestly. Being reserved makes me very restrained. Tea please. Say, "Not thirsty." Please eat melon seeds. Say, "Toothache." After a moment of hesitation, please smoke. Said: "You are too courteous." I rubbed my hands together, talking nervously about the script with her like a candidate accepting an interview. After talking a few words, she was interrupted by her and asked, "Do you want to shoot?" I said, "No." Q: "To be published?" I said, "No publication." Standing up abruptly, he said loudly: "Neither film nor publish, what did you invite me to do?" I was at a loss, how could I tell her the purpose of making a literary friend in front of her? "I've known for a long time that there is no celebrity recommendation and no backdoor convenience. For someone like me, it's just wishful thinking to make a movie in your Beijing Film Studio!" She said angrily, snatching the script from me and stuffing it into her own. The schoolbag, without saying goodbye, just left. I sat there in a daze for a moment. Suddenly, I remembered another teaching from my mother-everything must start well and end well, so chase it out and see you off. She walks ahead.I follow behind. She didn't look back and walked quickly. I don't catch up either, and keep an optimal distance for "sending". Xiang followed through the corridor, down the stairs, out of the main building, and into the factory yard.She suddenly turned her head and stared at me: "Why are you following me?!" I replied slowly: "Courtesy see-off." She got angry: "Don't do this!" She turned around and quickened her pace, and walked away. I stood there blankly for a while, then went back to the office bored, so angry in my heart!Tea, spilled. Spiced melon seeds, thrown into the wastebasket.After thinking about it, he picked it up again. There is no need to throw away the things he bought with his own money for such an ignorant "boy".Keep it to yourself! Sitting on a chair, looking at the big envelope in which she sent the script, the more I looked at it, the more angry I became.Unable to resist, he took out a large brush from the pen holder, dipped it in red ink, and marked "X" viciously on the word "Zhang Xinxin", and sentenced her to "death punishment".Secretly swear: From now on, as long as the script sent by this "boy" falls into my hands, I will not read a single word!Come one back one back! ...Later, when I read "Beijing Literature", I saw a novel by her published on it. After reading half a page, I said, "Mediocre!"At that time, I had just published an article of "Tofu" with less than a thousand characters in "China Youth Daily", and I didn't dare to dream of publishing a novel in "Beijing Literature". Later, my friends Xiao Fuxing, Lu Xinger, and Cao Hongxiang, the educated youths from the Great Northern Wilderness, were admitted to the Central Academy of Drama on the same list, and they began to communicate with me. They often talked about Zhang Xinxin in the director department, and so on. I asked what kind of a "Zhang Xinxin". They describe it to me. It turned out to be "the one" I had dealt with. I can't help but secretly envy: "Boy" really has real talents and learning!not simple!But I really hope that "this one" is not "that one".Her admission to the Central Academy of Drama also made me jealous, a bit of a "worker-peasant-soldier student" mentality. Later, "On the Same Horizon" was published, attracting the attention of the literary world, and the reputation of "Zhang Xinxin" rose. Find that masterpiece and read it.After reading it, my heart felt sad, but my jealousy disappeared.Envy is folly for talented people.For those who are disappointed, they have no enterprising ears. At that time, An Yi had already become famous.I can't remember exactly what month it was, but six novels were published in various magazines almost at the same time! In retrospect, An Yi and Xin Xin, two young female writers, had a great impetus to their creative beginnings when they "emerged suddenly".Girls can be, why can't men be? !So play less, study hard, and write diligently. "This is a Magical Land" won the award, and when I heard some praises, I was somewhat elated.During receiving the award, An Yi said to me: "Xiaosheng, I read your novel carefully. You have a medium-length structure and short writing style. Therefore, the first half is calm and the second half is cautious." I expected to hear some good words from her, but I didn't expect that she poured cold water on me. I was a little unhappy, smiled arrogantly, and refused to answer. Back in his room, he couldn't help picking up the publication, rereading his first award-winning novel, secretly admitting that An Yi's evaluation of it was fair. Among literary friends, An Yi never said anything insincere to me.Not a word was said. An Yi is honest, at least to me. An Yi, thank you. In comparison, Teacher Ru Zhijuan treated me more "exploiting strengths and avoiding weaknesses" than An Yi. At the Fourth Writers Association Congress, the first thing Mr. Ru Zhijuan said when he saw me was: "I read it, and the writing is very simple and very good." He also seriously accused me: "It is for our You wrote it, why did you give it to "People's Literature"?" It was originally written for "Shanghai Literature", but because of "high debts", it had to "tear down the east wall to make up for the west wall". In May of this year, I went to Shanghai to visit teacher Ru Zhijuan at her home, and she told me that it was a success. An Yi was listening, and said calmly: "Mom, don't always say what he likes to hear. I saw that the part where the father scolded his son for not asking to join the party was a bit blunt." Teacher Ru Zhijuan said: "You always choose Are you not afraid that others will think you are proud of the flaws in other people's works?" An Yi said: "Xiaosheng is one of his own! I also hope that he will often find faults in my works." Then he asked me, "Do you admit the faults I picked?" I said, "Admit it." she laughed. Teacher Ru Zhijuan also laughed... After "A Snowstorm Tonight" was published, three educated youth friends from the Central Academy of Drama talked to me about its gains and losses. I asked everyone this way: "Has Zhang Xinxin watched it?" They all said they had seen it. I asked again: "How does she evaluate?" They all said, "Xin Xin really likes this one." Also asked: "Really?" Answer: "Of course." Believe it, and also increase a little confidence in writing. I often suspect that my works are "monsters", like a hen hatching a duckling.Hearing the evaluations of my respected literary friends is what I can only wish for. During the stage of "removing mental pollution", Comrade Li Ji, the deputy editor-in-chief of the series, came to Beijing to organize manuscripts, found me, and asked me to take him to find Xin Xin. I asked: "Xin Xin is having a hard time right now, and several publications have pulled out manuscripts to be published. Do you dare to publish her work?" Lao Li said: "What are you afraid of? Whether Zhang Xinxin's criticism today is justified, whether it is fair or not, we need to make a conclusion tomorrow!" I said, "It's good that you have this courage! I'll take you there!" It was already past eight o'clock in the evening, and it was very cold. We arrived at the Drama Academy, and it was past nine o'clock. Xin Xin was not there. A classmate in her dormitory told us that she had gone to see a play.