Literary Master 1978

Listening to Li Hanxiang's weak voice, Lin Chaoyang looked apologetic.

"Director Li, I really didn't mean to go against you. I was also doing it for the good of the movie..."

Li Hanxiang waved his hand with a somewhat depressed look on his face, "I know, I don't blame you. In fact, you are right. I said I wanted to make a historical blockbuster and reflect the suffering of the nation. But I wanted to have a sense of history, but I couldn't get rid of the bad habits of making movies before."

"Alas!" He sighed, feeling that his body had recovered a lot. He sat up straight and looked at Lin Chaoyang with a complicated look.

"Chaoyang..."

Before, Li Hanxiang had always called Lin Chaoyang "Mr. Lin". Suddenly he changed the name, and the relationship immediately became closer.

"What you said just now is actually very true. I was too greedy. I wanted to attract more audiences to the cinema and have a high box office, and I also wanted to use the movie to reflect the profound historical lessons and national tragedy."

"Director Li, this can't be called greed. Every director hopes to make a work that is both popular and well-received.

And high box office and high reputation are not in conflict. Aren't we all doing it to make a good movie now?"

Li Hanxiang's state just now scared him. Now his tone is gentle and his attitude is mild, and he is no longer as rebellious as before.

The old comrade traveled thousands of miles to the north to make a movie, which really made him angry. If others don't hold him accountable, Lin Chaoyang himself will feel bad.

"Yes, everyone is for the movie." Li Hanxiang murmured, his eyes gathered light, and he looked at Lin Chaoyang, "You have your own unique insights in drama creation. Where do you think your script can be improved?"

Hmm?

Lin Chaoyang immediately became alert when he heard it.

"It's your job to perfect the script, I'll cooperate with you."

Li Hanxiang narrowed his eyes, this guy is too difficult to deal with!

He threatened in a low voice: "Aren't you afraid that I will fire you?"

"Anyway, I have finished writing the script, you can fire me, but you have to pay the royalties first." Lin Chaoyang still said this.

Li Hanxiang sighed helplessly, finding such a screenwriter for his movie, which really made him love and hate him.

What he loved was Lin Chaoyang's talent, and the script was written well and quickly, which made it difficult for people to suppress their admiration; what he hated was that this kid was stubborn and arrogant, and a screenwriter actually wanted to be a director.

"You kid..." Li Hanxiang gritted his teeth.

Lin Chaoyang was afraid that he would go back, so he softened his tone and said, "Anyway, I have already written the script. You can change it however you want. Just don't ask me to change it."

Lin Chaoyang argued with him just now, and Li Hanxiang was holding his breath. He thought that he had been filming for most of his life, but he was refuted by a screenwriter who was younger than his son. In addition to his dissatisfaction with Lin Chaoyang's opposition to him, he was more embarrassed.

At this moment, Lin Chaoyang changed his attitude and asked him to change it himself. Li Hanxiang was a little undecided again.

What Lin Chaoyang said to refute him just now was not unreasonable. Although he was angry, he was rational, so he had to say, "You are the screenwriter, and I spent money on it."

These directors are really hypocritical!

After all, it was a job for money. After thinking about it, Lin Chaoyang took a step back and said, "You can let me change it, but the structure of the script cannot be changed."

Li Hanxiang felt that he had gradually figured out Lin Chaoyang's temper. This guy is a donkey that goes with the flow. You can't argue with him, you have to go along with him.

"Okay, I'll just change a few scenes." Li Hanxiang agreed happily.

After a fierce debate and communication, the relationship between Lin Chaoyang and Li Hanxiang became much closer.

However, Lin Chaoyang also discovered Li Hanxiang's little thoughts, and from time to time he would put his own private goods into the script, and the two of them had a lot of quarrels about this.

That morning, Shi Kuan entered the room, and Lin Chaoyang was quarreling with Li Hanxiang because Li Hanxiang couldn't help but add a scene of love between Xianfeng and Cixi.

"This movie can't be filmed! Those who know you are the screenwriter I invited, and those who don't know you think I invited a living ancestor!"

Li Hanxiang angrily threw the script to express his dissatisfaction with Lin Chaoyang.

Lin Chaoyang didn't care about his temper. He was used to it these days. He drank a sip of tea calmly and waited for Li Hanxiang to calm down before talking to him about the script.

Not only Lin Chaoyang, Shi Kuan was also used to the quarrels between the two. He poured a cup of tea for Li Hanxiang with a smile.

"Calm down, calm down. It's just a change of the script. Isn't it a pleasant cooperation!"

"You call this pleasant? This is pleasant?"

Li Hanxiang's eyebrows were thick. When he got angry, they stood upside down. He was very imposing. He questioned Shi Kuan loudly, as if he was venting his dissatisfaction.

Shi Kuan smiled on his face, but he was annoyed in his heart.

What are you yelling at me? You have the ability to deal with that kid!

He advised Li Hanxiang, but seeing that he was still angry, Shi Kuan ignored him and said to Lin Chaoyang, "Chaoyang, your lover is here, in your room."

When he heard that Tao Yushu was here, Lin Chaoyang's originally calm face broke into a smile, "Why is she here?"

"She said she had something to do, you go and see her first."

"Okay." Lin Chaoyang couldn't wait to go out.

Li Hanxiang looked at his back and snorted coldly, obviously still angry.

Shi Kuan couldn't help but tease him, "How is it? It doesn't feel good to dig a hole for yourself, right?"

Shi Kuan had helped Li Hanxiang contact the playwright Yang Chunbin before, but Li Hanxiang insisted on inviting him to write the script for his film after reading Lin Chaoyang's "The World's No. 1 Restaurant".

Now, the person has been found, but the boy has a worse temper than Li Hanxiang, a great director.

Li Hanxiang wanted to change some of the script content, just like begging for help from everyone, which was really asking for trouble.

Facing Shi Kuan's sarcasm, Li Hanxiang gritted his teeth and had to finish the meal he wanted with tears.

"What pit are you digging? I'm fine! Do you know? I changed two of his scenes today!"

While speaking, Li Hanxiang did not forget to extend his fingers to emphasize his tone, with a bit of boasting.

Shi Kuan looked at Li Hanxiang, a great director, who was tortured by Lin Chaoyang and was so happy because he changed two scenes. He couldn't help but admire Lin Chaoyang in his heart.

Apart from anything else, just being able to grind a great director like Li Hanxiang into this state is not an ordinary person.

"So, the screenwriter has to listen to the director." Shi Kuan said sarcastically.

Li Hanxiang glared at him unhappily. Did he really think he couldn't hear it?

After coming out of Li Hanxiang's room, Lin Chaoyang returned to his room anxiously.

"Chaoyang!"

Tao Yushu threw herself into his arms as soon as she saw him. During this period, Lin Chaoyang stayed in the hotel room to revise the script. The co-production company at the unit helped him to take leave. The couple hadn't seen each other for a week.

After a while of flirting, Lin Chaoyang asked, "Why are you here today?"

"These days, my family received a letter from Shanghai Literature and Art Publishing House, saying that they want to publish a collection of your short and medium-length novels. I was planning to wait for you to come back before telling you.

Yesterday, Li Shuguang from Renwen Publishing House came to me and said that they also plan to publish your "Lai Zi's Summer".

I thought I might as well come and tell you about it, so as not to delay things."

It was not surprising that Renwen Publishing House was going to publish "Lai Zi's Summer". Zhu Changsheng had mentioned to him before that Shanghai Literature and Art Publishing House was going to publish a collection of his novels, which was a pleasant surprise.

"What did they say at Shanghai Literature and Art Publishing House?" Lin Chaoyang asked.

Tao Yushu took out the letter from his pocket, "You can read it yourself."

Shanghai Literature and Art Publishing House was founded in the 1950s and is a large and influential publishing house nationwide. "Story Club", a popular literary magazine that has been selling well for decades, is a publication under Shanghai Literature and Art Publishing House.

This time they wrote to say that they wanted to publish a collection of Lin Chaoyang's novels. Unfortunately, Lin Chaoyang's "Little Shoes" and "Wreaths under the Mountain" have already signed publishing contracts with other publishers, and they cannot be authorized to Shanghai Literature and Art Publishing House for publication and distribution for the time being.

Since it is a collection of short and medium-length stories, only "The Shepherd", "Qiu Ju's Lawsuit" and "Parents' Love" can be published. It is a bit too thin to call it a collection of novels.

Lin Chaoyang wrote a letter to Shanghai Literature and Art Publishing House on the spot to explain the situation and declined their request.

As for the request of Renwen Publishing House to publish "Lai Zi's Summer", Lin Chaoyang called Li Shuguang of Renwen Publishing House on the spot using the hotel phone, agreed to their publishing request, and promised to go to Renwen Publishing House to sign the contract after finishing the script work during this period.

After finishing the business, Tao Yushu asked, "Chaoyang, the autumn harvest is over in my hometown, and winter is coming soon. What are you going to do with your parents? You wrote to them before, but they didn't respond."

Lin Chaoyang has been busy with the script recently and almost forgot about it. He slapped his head and said, "Look at my memory."

He thought about it and said, "They are afraid of causing trouble for us. Writing letters will definitely not work. We don't have time to go back to our hometown to pick them up. I'll call them first to urge them."

Tao Yushu nodded, "Okay."

"By the way, Li Tuo brought people here the day before yesterday, but he was disappointed when he saw you were not there."

Lin Chaoyang couldn't help laughing when he thought about Li Tuo bringing people to his house excitedly for a meal, but was turned away.

"He really treats our house as a canteen."

Tao Yushu smiled and said, "This shows that your cooking skills are good. They have recognized your skills."

Lin Chaoyang shook his head and said, "The more you know, the more you work."

"The more capable you are, the more work you will do!"

The two chatted for a while, and Lin Chaoyang picked up the phone again. This time he called his hometown.

Xiaoyangtun had no telephone, only the commune had one. His call had to be transferred to the county through the switchboard, and then to the commune, which directly alarmed the commune's top leader. Lin Chaoyang is now a nationally famous writer.

When they heard that he was going to call home, the commune immediately sent someone to notify Lin Erchun.

After hanging up the phone, he waited for a long time until lunch time, when the phone in his room rang.

Lin Chaoyang picked up the phone and heard Lin Erchun's anxious voice.

"Chaoyang, Chaoyang! What happened?"

These days, relatives thousands of miles away usually contact each other by letter, and telegrams are sent when there is an emergency. Unless it is extremely urgent, they rarely call.

Lin Chaoyang used to write letters, but this time he called out of the blue, which scared Lin Erchun. He thought something had happened, so he rushed to the commune.

When he heard that Lin Chaoyang called to ask them to go to Beijing, Lin Erchun was so angry that he cursed.

"It's just such a trivial matter, so why call? What big deal do I think it is?

Didn't I tell you last time that I wrote to you, we won't go, we are so old, why bother!"

Lin Chaoyang persuaded him in a gentle and persuasive way: "Don't you want to see Tian A Gate? See the flag raising? See the great leader?"

Lin Chaoyang's words immediately caught Lin Erchun's soft spot.

The great leader of Tian A Gate is a spiritual totem for Lin Erchun and his generation.

"If you two come, I will take you to see the People's Hall and the Forbidden City..."

Lin Chaoyang persuaded him in a gentle and persuasive way, making Comrade Lin Erchun unable to resist.

"Then wait until the Chinese New Year."

"When is the Chinese New Year? Come over when winter comes. My house happens to have heating."

Lin Chaoyang made a decision for Lin Erchun.