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Chapter 72 This friend is too strong

However, after Lin Weimin had a detailed chat with Su Zhi, he found out that the script fee was not a one-time payment.

In addition to the 300 yuan this time, Lin Weimin will receive a corresponding commission for every performance of "Untouchable" by Future People's Art, which is 5 yuan per performance, and will be settled based on the number of performances every year.

This is an old tradition of Renyi, and it will be the same in later generations. Renyi did not stop paying royalties to Mr. Lao She’s family until 2016, and it continued to pay royalties to Mr. Cao Yu’s family without interruption.

After hearing this information, Lin Weimin finally felt a little relieved.

After saying goodbye, Lin Weimin rode his bicycle to the entrance of Renyi, when a figure suddenly appeared in the darkness.

Lin Weimin was startled, thinking he was being robbed on the road.

"Teacher Lin!" The voice turned out to be Li Guangfu.

"Teacher Li!"

Li Guangfu said hurriedly: "You're welcome, just call me Xiao Li."

Xiao Li, you are already in your thirties after all. You can lose this face, but I can’t scream!

"Teacher Li, what's wrong?" Lin Weimin asked.

"You're welcome, it's mainly because you are more suitable for this role."

Li Guangfu was a householder in Yanjing. When he was a child, his family was well off. He lived in Dongdan, two doors across from China Children's Art School, and further to the west was Ningjun Prince's Mansion.

Shi Lan opened the door and said angrily: "Brother Lin, every time you come to our house, your neighbors always tell us that your guest is too noisy!"

This year, when I come to Donglaishun to treat guests, I can't say I'm sincere.

Plate after plate of mutton was served neatly, and just looking at the red and white texture of the meat whetted your appetite.

Shi Lan's eyes widened, "Two thousand yuan?"

The next day, Lin Weimin got off work and came to Donglaishun, where Li Guangfu was already waiting.

He entered Renyi's actor training class when he was a teenager. Over the years, he has worked hard in Renyi and played a lot of small roles, but he has never played a leading role.

"I know, please be gentle!" Shi Tiesheng was tortured by his sister and looked hopeless.

"I understand this. It's mainly a personal preference. I don't like living in a Tongzi building. It feels too depressing. It's more comfortable to have my own yard."

At that time, newborn calves were not afraid of tigers, so the teacher actually let me in. I have stayed at Renyi for twenty years, which is unbelievable when I think about it."

In 1960, the People's Art Association and two theaters jointly recruited young people. Li Guangfu signed up without saying a word. He was only 13 years old that year.

It is precisely because he lives in Dongdan and is very close to the China Children's Theater and the China Youth Art Theater that he has shuttled back and forth between the two theaters since he was a child, developing a great interest in drama.

She shook Shi Tiesheng's shoulders and said, "Brother, two thousand yuan!"

Dong Laishun's mutton is made from castrated rams. The meat is soft and lean, and the skill of the meat cutter is also excellent. The mutton is cut into thin slices that can transmit light.

On the weekend, Lin Weimin went to the People's Art Theater in the morning and spent the whole morning watching everyone rehearse. At noon, he carried several kilograms of mutton-boiled meat to No. 26 Yonghegong Street.

The two made an appointment, and Lin Weimin left on his bicycle.

Lin Weimin said dotingly: "Little clever ghost!"

After the two of them finished a glass of wine, Lin Weimin asked: "I just heard from you that your family is a long-time landowner in Yanjing."

"So I have to thank you, Teacher Lin." Li Guangfu raised his glass and thanked him.

Li Guangfu shook his head and recalled the past with great sadness.

Meeting Lin Weimin today was a stroke of luck and he got the leading role. Li Guangfu felt extremely grateful to Lin Weimin.

"There are no small roles, only small actors. I remember this was said by a senior in your theater, right?"

"Okay, then tomorrow."

"It just so happens that I have something to ask you..."

Lin Weimin said with a smile: "Then you have a long acting career. You are already an old actor in your thirties."

What's more, Dean Yu Zhi also introduced that this person is still a close disciple of Mr. Wan. With this status alone, you will definitely not suffer any loss if you make friends with him.

"Yes, we said that to Dean Yu. Even though we say so, it is always a pity for us actors who have never played a leading role."

Lin Weimin nodded and said, "Yes, the teacher's request."

"I told the teacher at that time, 'How do you know that a 15-year-old can act and a 13-year-old cannot act?'.

Lin Weimin said: "Isn't it a bit late today?"

At that time, the teacher told him that 13 years old was not enough, and our minimum requirement was 15 years old.

"Busy! Miss me?"

“Mainly missing the mutton rolls.”

"I'll ask you later to see if there is anyone around who wants to sell their house."

"Teacher Lin, I wonder if you are free, I would like to treat you to a meal." Li Guangfu explained his purpose.

Li Guangfu complimented: "You still know how to enjoy life."

Lin Weimin put the mutton rolls in his hands into the room. Shi Tiesheng rocked the wheelchair and asked, "Why haven't you been here all this time?"

Lin Weimin and Li Guangfu chatted while eating, mainly because Li Guangfu said and he listened.

Shi Tiesheng's focus was different from hers, "Writing scripts for art?"

Li Guangfu looked at the figure retreating in the darkness, feeling secretly happy in his heart.

"That's very polite."

Lin Weimin talked about his desire to buy a courtyard house. Li Guangfu frowned slightly after hearing this, "Teacher Lin, nowadays this courtyard house is not a good choice for buying a house. If you want to buy a house that suits your needs, it is hard to find one. Even if

Come on, the price is much more expensive than buying a bungalow or a tube house."

Li Guangfu said: "Thank you so much for today. If it weren't for your affirmation, I wouldn't be able to play the role of Lin Xiaoding."

"That's true, this time I can make up for my regrets."

"Not only will it be published in "Contemporary", "Cliff" will be published as a single book, and I will receive an extra two thousand yuan in royalties."

"Then I thank you."

Shi Lan suddenly stopped talking when he saw the mutton rolls, and his eyes widened.

"Then tomorrow, tomorrow I'll treat you to hot-boiled mutton."

"Yes, my grandparents came here to make a living."

"Then I wrote a book for Renyi and paid a royalties of 300 yuan."

"Haha! I'll let you eat as much as you want today."

After the meal was finished, the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves.

"I know." Shi Lan raised his hand, "Brother Lin published an article called "Cliff" in "Contemporary". It was a long novel and cost more than a thousand yuan at least."

"Still have money?" Shi Lan couldn't believe it.

Li Guangfu waved his hand quickly, "Don't be rude to me, I'm just a one-piece."

"Tiesheng! Tiesheng!" Lin Weimin habitually called Shi Tiesheng's name in the yard before entering the door.

"It seems that you have become rich again." Shi Tiesheng said firmly.

Lin Weimin shook the mutton roll in his hand, "Then shall I go?"

Lin Weimin had not been to their home since then except for one time when he came back from Northeast China.

"Ah!" Shi Tiesheng let out a meaningless sigh, his eyes full of envy, "Writing scripts for Renyi, did they use them?"

"Can I give you royalties if you don't have to?"

Shi Tiesheng looked at Lin Weimin and suddenly didn't want to speak.

This friend is too strong.
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