Chapter 379 Ruffian Style

Author: Sitting at Jingting

Chapter 379 Ruffian Style

Teng Jinxian took out a script from the drawer of his desk, "I wrote this script in my spare time. You are an expert in this field. Can you please help me read it?"

Lin Weimin took over the script with a surprised expression, "Movie script?"

"yes!"

Lin Weimin didn't expect that Teng Jinxian, the director of the film bureau, could actually write a movie script. He took the script and didn't read it directly, but started chatting with Teng Jinxian.

Only then did I learn that Teng Jinxian was originally a drama actor. In 1973, he entered the Yanjing Film Academy for further study, and was later assigned to the Emei Film Studio as a director, where he successively produced many works.

In 1982, he was promoted to the director of Emei Film Studio, and was later transferred to the position of director of the Film Bureau. Today, the Film Bureau has not merged with the Radio and Television Bureau to form the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television.

In the past two years, Teng Jinxian has put down his directorship and focused more on administrative matters, but he still has not given up on movies.

It was impossible for him to make movies again, but there was no problem in writing movie scripts. Out of personal hobbies and interests, Teng Jinxian became a monk halfway and started writing movie scripts.

Lin Weimin had to admire Teng Jinxian's love for movies. After a brief chat, he turned his attention to the script.

Looking at the name on the homepage, he couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

Opening the script, even though there were many differences in content, Lin Weimin could still recognize it at a glance. This was the script of the movie he had watched.

Lin Weimin had never noticed when watching movies before that the screenwriter of this movie was actually Teng Jinxian?

He couldn't help but raise his head and look at Teng Jinxian again. That round face turned out to be a little more handsome.

"Teacher Lin, what do you think?" Teng Jinxian looked into Lin Weimin's eyes and asked expectantly.

Lin Weimin pondered for a moment, this script obviously has not been polished, and the story is not that smooth.

He said: "The script is very good. It will be even better if I revise it again."

Teng Jinxian was happy when he heard this, but then he felt a little embarrassed: "I wrote the script completely as a monk, and it was completely based on my own temperament. If I were asked to modify it, I really don't know how to start. Do you think you can do it?

Help me polish it up, and you’ll also sign your name when the time comes.”

Teng Jinxian said it very politely, and Lin Weimin said: "Boss Teng, don't say that. In fact, the changes in the script are not big. I can change it for you. There is no need for a signature."

"Then where is it? The script..."

Teng Jinxian wanted to persist, but Lin Weimin was extremely determined and refused to sign, so he had to give up.

When he got home in the evening, Lin Weimin read the script written by Teng Jinxian again. The later movies he saw had many changes compared to the current script.

The reason why he agreed to Teng Jinxian was because he had the foundation laid by watching the movie.

Foreigners are not particular about it. They didn't even give a signature to the scripts they wrote. Unfortunately, when Lin Weimin watched the movie in later generations, he thought that the foreign screenwriters did their homework very well. Is it their "use-ism"?

Because Lin Weimin had watched the movie, he had no trouble revising the script. It only took him two nights to complete the script.

A few days later, Lin Weimin found some free time and went to the film bureau to find Teng Jinxian. Unexpectedly, there were guests in Teng Jinxian's office.

"Come on, Teacher Lin, I just want to introduce you. This is my former colleague, Xiao Han Shanping, who is now the deputy director of our Emei Film Studio."

Han Shanping stood up and greeted Lin Weimin warmly, "Hello, Teacher Lin, nice to meet you!"

Han Shanping was assigned to the Emei Factory after transferring from the army, and Teng Jinxian was his old leader at the Emei Film Studio.

In 1983, Han Shanping took the same path as Teng Jinxian and went to Yanjing Film Academy to study. After returning to the Emei Factory in 1985, he was promoted to deputy director.

This time I came to Yanjing on a business trip for the Emei Factory, and I stopped by to pay a visit to the old leader Teng Jinxian.

Knowing that Lin Weimin came this time for Teng Jinxian's script, Han Shanping was full of curiosity.

In front of Han Shanping, Teng Jinxian opened the script revised by Lin Weimin.

After reading the script, he stood up with a rosy complexion and said excitedly to Lin Weimin: "Teacher Lin, you have put a gold rim on my shit basin!"

Lin Weimin smiled and waved his hand, and said modestly: "Tengju, please don't say that. It's obviously because of your good playing skills."

Teng Jinxian said: "If I had to change this script myself, it would be impossible to make it as good as it is now. No, you must sign this, otherwise I will not feel at ease."

"No, no!"

Teng Jinxian and Lin Weimin were arguing over the issue of signatures. Han Shanping stood up and said: "Uncle Teng, Teacher Lin, put the signatures aside in advance. It's almost dinner time, let's go out to have a meal first.

Come on! Teacher Lin happens to be here today, I’m treating you!"

Teng Jinxian was interrupted by this and said hurriedly: "You came from afar, and Teacher Lin helped me again. Of course I am here to treat you. Let's go, we won't eat in the canteen today, let's go to a restaurant!"

Teng Jinxian went out of his way to treat the guests, walked out of the office, and took Lin Weimin's crown. Han Shanping's eyes were full of surprise and freshness.

Teng Jinxian joked: "People say that Teacher Lin is 'Lin Baiwan'. They say that he only gave him a wrong name, not a wrong nickname."

Lin Weimin laughed and said: "Teng Ju, please don't treat me badly. It's just a means of transportation. It's from Hainan, so it's not expensive."

Han Shanping listened to the conversation between the two, and his heart was filled with envy.

He had heard that Lin Weimin was rich, but this was the first time he knew that Lin Weimin actually drove such a good car. Yanjing really gained experience this time.

The three of them came to Bianyifang to eat roast duck, and Teng Jinxian treated them.

While eating and chatting, the topic couldn’t be separated from movies and literature.

Yang Meng's international call to contact Lin Weimin was through the phone number in Teng Jinxian's office. He naturally knew that Lin Weimin's "Lover" had been adapted into a movie. He couldn't help but sigh when he mentioned that "Lover" was going to participate in the Cannes Film Festival.

“It’s not easy for our movies to go abroad!”

In later generations, the domestic film industry has been eroded by hot money, and going abroad to attend a film festival is as easy as drinking water.

Things are different now. Firstly, the domestic film industry itself is relatively weak. Secondly, major studios are strapped for funds and are simply unable to participate in film festivals. Thirdly, ideological issues prevent some film festivals from participating.

It is not easy to get an opportunity to go abroad to participate in a film festival.

In the past few years of reform and opening up, only a handful of domestic films have been able to go abroad to participate in film festivals. Films such as "The True Story of Ah Q" and "Yellow Earth" are among the few.

Teng Jinxian is now the director of the Film Bureau, so he naturally wants to bring more films out to audiences in other countries.

"Film is a cultural industry, and a very important function is cultural exchange, or cultural export, which has a great role in shaping a country's soft power." Lin Weimin said.

Teng Jinxian clapped his hands and said: "Mr. Lin's idea of ​​'cultural export' is good. It can not only bring our country's culture to the world, but also enhance our cultural and national self-confidence, just like those Olympic athletes who win glory for the country."

After he finished speaking, he asked: "But what does this 'soft power' mean?"

"The term soft power is my personal term, and it is relative to a country's hard power. Hard power is easy to understand. Economic, military, political and other aspects are all hard power.

Soft power refers to cultural strength. This strength also determines the country's external influence and external image to a certain extent. It is part of the country's comprehensive national strength, such as culture, education, legal environment, institutional construction, etc.

Wait, our movies belong to the cultural industry and are naturally part of the country’s soft power.”

Lin Weimin patiently explained the concept of "soft power" to Teng Jinxian and Han Shanping. Teng Jinxian couldn't help but admire: "Teacher Lin's insights are really enlightening! His understanding of the film industry is even more admirable!"

Han Shanping also looked at Lin Weimin with a bit of admiration. Teacher Lin was a cultural person after all. This kind of lofty and lofty way of looking at problems was something he had never thought of before.

Having made a crown just now, Han Shanping felt that he had gained more knowledge by coming back to Yanjing. Now he realizes that this is an eye-opener.

Lin Weimin said a few words of modesty, and the others continued chatting.

Unknowingly, after drinking a lot of wine, the few of them said goodbye in a leisurely manner.

The next day, Lin Weimin still had a headache when he got up. Tao Huimin brought him a glass of hot water and complained about his drinking yesterday.

"I know, I must pay attention to it in the future."

Lin Weimin coaxed her and thought of the scene when he was drinking yesterday. Teng Jinxian used the strength of the drink to force him to leave his signature on the script.

No matter what, I just helped a little bit and didn't let foreigners take advantage.

In the morning, I had rice porridge with steamed buns. After eating, I was sweating a little, and Lin Wei's feeling of drunkenness was reduced a lot.

After leaving the house, I first went to Bianyifang to pick up the car, and then came to the Chinese Literature Society.

I went inside to make a cup of tea and was about to review the manuscript when there was a knock on the office door.

Wang Shuo, who had not been to the editorial office for a while, appeared at the door.

"Boss, are you busy?" Wang Shuo complimented, but there was teasing in his tone.

"What's the matter?" Lin Weimin was too lazy to talk nonsense to him.

"What else could it be?" Wang Shuo said, taking out a manuscript from his bag.

Lin Weimin took a look at the manuscript and said, "When will your efficiency be improved?"

More than half a year has passed since Wang Shuo last sent the manuscript.

Last year's article "Half Seawater, Half Fire" was arranged by Lin Weimin to be included in the "Selected Contemporary Novels Series", and the response was pretty good after it was published.

"Am I too slow?" Wang Shuo asked back.

Obviously, he and Lin Weimin have different understandings of efficiency.

But it was normal for him to think about it. Who didn't know that Lin Weimin was famous for being a fast shooter.

"You have a look first!" Wang Shuo urged.

After Lin Weimin read the manuscript, he met Wang Shuo's gaze.

"How about it?"
To be continued...