Chapter 186 Ten Thousand Years is Too Long
June 7, afternoon.
At this time, there were junior high school students including Fang Yan standing on the playground, looking straight ahead at Fang Yan.
In response to many invitations from the school, and even a personal visit from the principal and head teacher, Fang Yan had no choice but to reluctantly agree to hold a literary lecture on "Wreaths Under the Mountains" on campus.
But as I talked, the style of painting became wrong.
The principal and others standing on the platform were surprised to find that the topic gradually strayed from the experience, insights and insights of "Garland Under the Mountain" and seemed to have become a mobilization rally before the high school entrance examination.
“The best commemoration of heroes is the emergence of heroes in large numbers!”
“The best commemoration of history is the creation of new history!”
“And create new history The history of China lies in the people!”
“Especially you energetic young people!”
Fang Yan looked around with enthusiasm.
The students in the audience were excited to hear this, especially the junior high school students who were about to take the high school entrance examination. They were all so excited, as if they had been given a dose of chicken blood by Teacher Fang, and they couldn't wait to go to the examination room to fight.
After all, these days, there is no swearing-in meeting before the exam, nor are there murderous slogans such as "As long as you can't learn to die, learn to death" or "Raise one point and kill a thousand people".
Dialect did not use these slogans, but shouted:
"Classmates!"
"The future of the motherland must belong to you young people!"
"Young people will strengthen the country, and young people will strengthen the country!"
"Therefore, Mr. Liang Qichao would say that the responsibility today does not lie with others, but with my young people." .The wisdom of a young man brings wisdom to the country, and a young man makes him rich. If the young are strong, the country will be strong. If young people are independent, the country will be independent. If young people are free, the country will be free. If young people make progress, the country will progress."
"..."
"My young China is beautiful. , and never grow old!”
"How magnificent I am, a young Chinese boy, who has no borders with my country!"
"Wow, wow, wow!"
In an instant, the applause was like a wave, surging.
Charlene stared at the dialect on the stage without blinking.
The students clapped so hard that their hands were red. They wished that tomorrow would be the high school entrance examination, and their pens were already hungry and thirsty.
"Yanzi, what your brother said is really good."
Qin Mi turned her head, her eyes full of envy.
"That's right!"
Fang Yan raised her chin, "My brother is a great writer!"
"Then why are your essay scores always so low?"
Qin Mi blinked.
"Mimi, you really don't mention anything!"
Fang Yan wrinkled her nose, and when she heard the principal announced that it was time to dismiss, she immediately ran away. Go find dialects.
I saw him saying goodbye to the school leaders and teachers with a smile. He put his briefcase under his arm and walked slowly to the parking place.
“Brother!”
"Why did you come here?"
"Hey, let me see you off."
Fang Yan stretched out her hand and took the initiative to take the bag for him.
Along the way, students kept saying hello to Fang Yan.
“Hello, Teacher Fang!”
If you are timid, you will leave after saying hello.
However, those who are brave will not only run over on their own initiative, but also hold a book and ask for an autograph, such as the Charlene in front of me.
Looking at her face that resembled "Wang Fei", Fang Yan suddenly remembered that he seemed to have seen her in some park.
“Here you go.”
“Thank you, Teacher Fang.”
Charlene looks cold on the outside, but she is bright and sunny when she smiles.
Looking at her leaving figure, Fang Yan said that she knew her. She was a minor celebrity in the school. She was a good singer and was known as "Little Deng Lijun". She was also a member of the CCTV Galaxy Children's Art Troupe.
“Look at others, then look at you. "
Fang Yan rolled her eyes.
Fang Yan pouted and said, "Although I can't sing well, my academic performance is very good now. Sister Ruoxue and Sister Xiaoya both said that I If you keep it up, there will be absolutely no problem if you pass the 2nd high school! ”
Fang Yan touched the little girl's head, "Don't put too much pressure on yourself, just try your best to perform to your best."
"Yeah, brother, don't worry."
Fang Yan said: "Don't forget the martial arts novel you promised me."
"Let's wait until you are admitted to a key high school!"
Fang Yan walked to the parking lot and took out a piece of cake from his pocket money.
Fang Yan's eyes immediately glowed "bulingbuling".
“When I get home from school, I tell my mother that I won’t eat at home tonight. A friend comes to Yanjing from western Guangxi.”
Fang Yan took the briefcase and untied it Bicycle lock.
“Okay!”
Fang Yan put the money in her pocket and watched Fang Yan leave.
"Dingling bell", the crisp whirlwind car bell rang.
Although Guo Baochang has lived in western Guangxi for a long time, he is still an old Beijinger at heart. The two met in Fengze Garden to chat while eating.
As the saying goes, "After eating at Fengzeyuan, you can taste all the Shandong cuisine."
Two people ordered a table of Shandong cuisine.
Braised sea cucumber with green onions, fried squid rolls with coriander, crispy chicken...
"Teacher Fang, let me toast you." Guo Baochang raised his glass with a smile on his face.
Fang Yan clinked a glass and drank it in one gulp.
“It’s been a long time since I’ve had such an authentic dish.”
Guo Baochang picked up a squid roll and put it in his mouth, his eyes seemed to contain endless thoughts.
Fang Yan asked: "Director Guo has been in western Guangxi for many years, right?"
"Counting the years, it's almost ten years."
Guo Baochang said: "In these years , The number of times I have been to Yanjing can be counted on my hands.”
“Then I will stay in Yanjing for a few more days.”
Fang Yan said that he must do his best to be a landlord and pay back. Guixi’s hospitality during that time.
"Speaking of this, I really didn't expect it."
Guo Baochang said with emotion: "Teacher Fang and Comrade Cun Bao actually created such a masterpiece in our west Guangxi factory."
< br>Fang Yan asked about the situation of the novel in western Guangxi.
Guo Baochang said it couldn’t be more popular.
Since "Guixi Daily" serialized "Garlands Under the Mountains", it has become extremely popular. Some leaders of the Guixi Factory were very upset because they were so close to the water and they missed the bright moon.
"The film adaptation of "Garland Under the Mountain" is not easy to grab. I guess studios across the country are watching it now."
Fang Yan reminded me.
“We don’t dare to expect that the Guixi factory is just a small factory and there is no way it can compete with those big factories.”
Guo Baochang said: “Teacher Fang is willing to give up "Nashan Na" We are already very excited about handing over such an important work to Guixi Factory."
Fang Yan said: "How does Guixi Factory plan to film it?"
"Teacher Fang, we all know that for a movie, nothing is more important than the script."
Guo Baochang directly conveyed Wei Bida's intention, hoping that he, the Golden Rooster Award-winning screenwriter, would come forward and write the script himself.
“This is going to be difficult.”
Fang Yan said: “I have so many things to do recently, I’m afraid I can’t spare the time and energy to write the script.”
“ Teacher Fang, there's no rush, we're not in a hurry, Director Wei said we can take our time." Guo Baochang picked up the Guixi Sanhua wine he brought and filled their glasses.
Fang Yan had another drink with him and listened to him talk about his difficulties.
The development of the Guixi Factory started late, with a small number of films and low visibility. In particular, there is a shortage of professional talents in all aspects.
“So, the factory pays special attention to this group of college students!”
“Originally, we asked for more than 10 people from Nortel, but in the end, only 5 people were assigned.”< br>
Guo Baochang sighed quietly.
Dialect asked: "Apart from Zhang Yimou, who are the other four?"
Guo Baochang answered truthfully, and then said helplessly: "In fact, it is understandable. When I was assigned to the Guixi Factory from Nortel, I felt that I was being Being sent to the frontier is a person who has been abandoned by the school. I believe that these students feel the same way.”
Fang Yan said half-jokingly: "Why do you feel that you came to pick them up this time, as if you were escorting prisoners to exile in Lingnan?"
"Isn't that right? Wei Changchang specifically told me."
< br>Guo Baochang smiled bitterly and said: "On the road, as a senior, let me do a good job in ideological work for the students."
Fang Yan said: "I'm afraid it's not enough to just do ideological work for them. It's best to give them some practical work."
Guo Baochang said: "We have also thought about this. No, Director Wei decided to give each People arrange a 60-square-meter house."
Dialect said: "I'm afraid the house is attractive. Isn’t it enough?”
“Isn’t this enough?” Guo Baochang said in surprise: “To tell you the truth, even I have to be an art director to get this area. As a result, they lived in the house as soon as they arrived. There were countless people in the factory who were jealous. ”
Fang Yan asked: "If you were Zhang Yimou and the others, would you like a bungalow in Yanjing or a house in western Guangxi?"
"..."
Guo Baochang fell silent. I was speechless for a moment.
Fang Yan said: "So, they may not appreciate it."
Guo Baochang said embarrassedly: "But this is already the best thing our Guixi factory can give!"
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Dialect said mysteriously: "Not necessarily?"
"Teacher Fang, what do you think?"
Guo Baochang was excited and quickly poured wine for him.
"Director Guo, I have lived in Guixi Factory for a while. To be honest, if I were Zhang Yimou and the others, let me come to work in your factory and move my household registration from Yanjing to Guixi, even if it is divided again. I’m not happy with a big house,” Fang Yan said leisurely, “You have to start with their real needs.”
“Real needs?”
"Yes, and it is the most fundamental need."
"I really can't guess. Can you give me some hints?"
"Think about it from my perspective. Director Guo was assigned to Guizhou Xichang, what do you want most, make movies? Film, share a house..."
"Of course I am making a movie, it is best to be independent..."
Guo Baochang suddenly realized, "Teacher Fang, you are talking about letting them make movies independently. ! ”
Fang Yan said it was none of his business, but he was relieved inside.
After going around in circles, he finally "fooled" Guo Baochang into thinking about it.
Of course "That Mountain, That Man, That Dog" has to be shot by the Guixi Factory, but it must be left to Zhang Yimou and the others from the Guixi Factory!
It’s not that I look down upon the other film crews at Guixi Factory, but it’s that only Zhang Yimou and his gang can satisfy the movie effect I want.
These days, film studios tend to rank based on seniority, with the old leading the way, and newcomers must start as apprentices step by step.
For example, Zhang Yimou, according to convention, has to go from third assistant, second assistant, first assistant to independent photography, which takes at least ten or eight years. The same goes for directors and art designers.
Do I have to wait for them for ten or eight years?
Ten thousand years is too long, seize the day!
(End of this chapter)