Chapter 359 358 It’s your glory if the shot is successful, and it’s not my shame if it’s failed
You still take the initiative to challenge?
Fang Minghua knew that Li Hongying could drink two glasses of wine, but he wouldn't drink with a girl. Others thought he had some evil intentions.
But Mo Yan had a good drinker, so the three of them drank. He also gave Yu Hua, who couldn't drink, a bottle of "Arctic Ocean" and asked him to drink the same drink as Chen Hong.
This guy, Bei Bingyang was drinking quite happily, chatting with Chen Hong about something.
Fang Minghua thought of something and asked Mo Yan: "I heard that Zhang Yimou bought the copyright of the movie "Red Sorghum" you wrote and asked you to write the script. How is your writing going?"
"Editor Fang, please don't mention this." Mo Yan took a bite of food and sighed.
"What's wrong? You didn't write it?"
"No, do you know how many words I wrote? A total of 60,000 words! After giving it to Director Zhang for finalization, it was finally cut to Twenty thousand words! The final version is completely different from the original script! I will never write a script again!"
"But I also told Director Zhang that the work could be changed as needed. It's your glory, Zhang Yimou, and it's not my shame if it's smashed." ”
Fang Minghua laughed loudly after hearing this: "Don't worry, Zhang Yimou will never mess it up."
"Hey, Mo Yan, your novel is going to be adapted into a movie? Who is Zhang Yimou?" Yu Hua next to him listened. Very curious to chime in.
"Zhang Yimou is a director of Xiying Film, introduced to me by Editor Fang." Mo Yan explained: "He made the movie "No One Less" adapted from Editor Fang's novel of the same name"
"Oh, it's awesome." After hearing this, Yu Hua suddenly showed an envious look on his face.
Having a friend's novel adapted into a movie is a very proud thing for a writer.
Novels written by myself do not have this honor.
"Yu Hua, you don't have to be envious." Fang Minghua took over the words: "In the future, if you write a very good novel, you can still turn it into a movie."
"That's what Editor Fang said. Yes, you don’t have to envy me. Your novel will also be made into a movie in the future. Come on, let’s have a drink.” Mo Yan raised his glass.
Everyone had a great time drinking the wine. After it was over, Mo Yan was going to return to work. He also said that Zhang Yimou would start shooting the movie in his hometown of Gaomi in the next two days and invited him to watch it live.
“What were you doing there?” Yu Hua asked curiously.
"Director Zhang used a college student named Gong Li, who had not yet graduated from Yandian University, to play the role of Jiu'er. I was opposed to it at the time. The character of Jiu'er requires sufficient emotions and life experience. I felt that college students lacked this. Director Zhang said that in order to dissuade me Because of his concerns, he insisted on letting me go to the filming location," Mo Yan explained.
“College student? I think it’s a bit unreliable.” Yu Hua nodded after hearing this.
Fang Minghua smiled secretly in his heart.
Unreliable?
Very reliable.
I wonder if the hundreds of acres of sorghum grown by Zhang Yimou for filming are reliable?
But Fang Minghua didn’t say this.
A few people put Mo Yan on the bus and then returned to school.
A few minutes after entering the school gate, Fang Minghua and Yu Hua separated from the two girls at a fork in the road and walked toward the male students' dormitory. But before they had taken two steps, they heard Li Hongying shout something.
“Yu Hua!”
"What's wrong?" Yu Hua stopped and looked at her.
“About the novel written by Mo Yan, I will find an opportunity to debate with you!”
“I’ll be with you anytime!”
Yu Hua was also unambiguous. .
Li Hongying snorted, turned and walked towards the female students' dormitory.
Chen Hong hurriedly followed and saw that Fang Minghua and Yu Hua had already walked away, and then curiously asked his companion: "What are you going to argue with Yu Hua?"
"It's the "Happiness" novel written by Mo Yan. Today. In the afternoon, I went to Teacher Fang’s dormitory to return the magazine and talk about this novel. Later, Yu Hua and Mo Yan happened to arrive, and we started arguing about the novel.”
Li Hongying left with Yu in the afternoon. Hua explained the content of the argument to Chen Hong.
Chen Hong listened carefully.
Although Fang Minghua didn't let her read this novel, she read it after returning to the dormitory out of curiosity. Now that she heard Chen Hong's story, she couldn't help but say. "Yu Hua is very eloquent, and what he says is reasonable and well-founded."
"Hey, Chen Hong, isn't this a competition of eloquence? Do you think what he said makes sense?" Li Hongying said.
"It seems. Okay, okay, Hongying, why are you arguing with him about this? Teacher Fang thinks which of you is right?"
"Teacher Fang didn't express his position at the time, I I think he is very cunning," Li Hongying said.
"Hee hee. You actually said Teacher Fang was cunning? Be careful when Teacher Fang hears it and gives you little shoes to wear!" Chen Hong joked.
"I'm not afraid. Besides, Teacher Fang is not that kind of person!"
"Then what kind of person do you think Mr. Fang is?"
"What kind of person? He must be a good person!"
Fang Minghua did not expect that the girl sent him a good guy card.
However, in this era, the good guy card is not a derogatory connotation, it is the other party's heartfelt appreciation and respect.
Two days later, Lu Yao's reply also came. In the letter, Lu Yao praised Fang Minghua fiercely: "Minghua, what you wrote is exactly what I thought! Except for He Xiulian's ending, maybe it was Because of my mood, the ending of the character was a bit sad, and now I feel that your handling of it is quite good."
In the letter, Lu Yao expressed his views on the copyright treatment of this third part, saying. The copyright of this third film should all belong to Fang Minghua.
All mine?
That doesn’t work, it doesn’t make sense either emotionally or rationally.
Co-owned by up to two people.
Fang Minghua quickly replied to Lu Yao's letter and called Zhao Hongjun to tell him that the third part had been finalized and the copyright had been finalized.
"Okay! Now the first and second parts are being printed intensively. Everything is ready and all we need is Dongfeng!"
Fang Minghua knew that the Dongfeng that Zhao Hongjun was talking about was the broadcast on CCTV .
Just outside the Fuxing Gate building not too far from Luyuan, the recording of "The Ordinary World" is in progress.
In order to perform this full-length novel well, Ye Yongmei did a lot of desk work.
The recorder Li Yemo also made an overall design and experiment with the performance style of the work: he listed out all the places in the book that contained the lyrics of "Xintianyou" and performed them for Ye Yongmei in several ways.
With the sound of the piano and singing, the rough, bold and deep baritone sounded in the hall, lingering in Ye Yongmei's heart for a long time...
After three months of hard work , the first part of this novel has finally been completely recorded. Today is the final debugging, and the book will be broadcast at noon tomorrow.
Xijing Xingfu Community.
It is a little after twelve noon.
Lu Yao changed his usual habit of taking a lunch break after dinner and sat in the living room listening to the advertisements on the radio and kept looking at the watch on his wrist.
Ye Yongmei, who was far away in Yanjing, called Xijing and told him the broadcast time of the "Ordinary World" radio drama.
That is, 12:30 noon on April 20, 1987.
He had already tuned the radio channel to AM747 kilohertz, which was the "long-running" program of the Central People's Broadcasting Station.
The time reached 12:30, and after a burst of cheerful music ended, a female voice came: "The Central People's Broadcasting Station is now broadcasting the first episode of the radio drama "The Ordinary World" adapted from Lu Yao's novel of the same name. ”
Soon a magnetic baritone, with some depth, roughness and boldness, came along the radio waves:
"In February and March of 1975, on an ordinary day, there was a fine drizzle of rain. A few scattered snowflakes are falling to the earth one after another. The season is approaching, and of course the snow will no longer remain. It often disappears without a trace before it falls. The cold and long winter of the Loess Plateau. It seems that it is about to pass, but the truly warm spring is far from coming..."
As Lu Yao listened, he couldn't help but shed tears.
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(End of this chapter)