70 The answer
The previous audition was only one of the tests. Lin xiwen wanted to film ” events of Beiping ” and had gone to great lengths to invite an old scholar like hou Xiling to be the scriptwriter. It was obvious that she had some ulterior motives.
The role of ‘doukou’ was very important, and he might not easily give it to her just because of her inexperienced performance.
Even though he had received Gu Jiaer’s call earlier, based on assistant Li’s persuasion for him to accept ” Erlang the God of War quelling the chaos in the world “, Gu Jiaer’s call was of some use, but it was not enough to make him release the role of ‘doukou’.
However, Jiang se recalled what assistant li had said to her during her first meeting with her.
She had once said that Lin xiwen placed great importance on ” events of Beiping ” and had spent a lot of effort to get hou Xiling to write the script. Hou Xiling had a lot of say in this film.
He also liked the readers who admired him and read his works seriously.
When Jiang se thought of this, she glanced at assistant li, who was standing beside Lin xiwen, from the corner of her eye. Her expression became even more cautious.
“That’s my schoolmate.” When hou Xiling said this, he sized Jiang se up.
Mr. Lin, you mentioned earlier that Shangjia company has prepared two movies for you. One of them has two roles with a lot of lines and remuneration. Why did you choose ‘doukou’ from ‘events of Beiping’ in the end? ”
His eyes were burning as he stared at Jiang se through presbyopic glasses, waiting for her answer.
This was a very important question. If she did not answer it well, she might lose the right to compete for the role of ‘doukou’, regardless of hou Xiling’s previous impression of her.
For a man with a scholarly temperament like hou Xiling, he had a pivotal position in the Chinese literary world.
Even though his works were not in the style that the young people liked, many of the older generation of scholars thought highly of him. Even some of the senior figures in the art industry had to respectfully call him old hou when they saw him.
He was already over seventy years old and had experienced many things in his life. He had heard countless words of flattery and praise.
Although Jiang se had been reincarnated, she was still young before that. It was useless to play tricks in front of hou Xiling. On the contrary, she would only attract disgust.
Lin xiwen raised her head when she heard hou Xiling’s question.
Many thoughts flashed through Jiang SE’s mind at that moment. She looked a little embarrassed.
to be honest, I didn’t think too much at first. I only saw that you were the screenwriter.
Hou Xiling did not say anything. Jiang SE’s words did not cause any change in his expression. He continued to chuckle as he waited for her to continue.
Although he liked to worship his readers, what assistant li did not mention at the time was that he did not like readers who blindly pursued him. He preferred to have spiritual communication and conversation with readers who could understand his work.
In reality, if it had not been for Jiang SE’s final performance, he would not have asked her to stay, much less ask her these questions.
the reason why my first reaction when I was reading the script was to pick up ‘the event of Beiping’ was because I know that you’re getting on in years and that you’ve rarely released any new works in recent years.
Hou Xiling had thought of many possible reasons. He had also guessed what Jiang se would say. He had thought that she would use the excellence of her work and her analysis of the character ‘doukou’ to move him. However, he had never expected Jiang se to say something like that.
“When you were writing” the autumn of the year before last,”the main character Zhou Qingsong, at the end of the story, left the village and said, ‘Goodbye’. ” When she mentioned hou Xiling’s famous work, hou Xiling was stunned. Jiang se continued, ”
when I read up to this point, I felt that you were using Zhou Qingsong’s mouth to say goodbye to your beloved readers. I’m afraid that you already had the intention of not writing anymore.
The smile on hou Xiling’s face slowly faded. His expression gradually softened. He looked at Jiang se with a hint of admiration.
He did not say anything. He only gestured for Jiang se to continue.
so when I saw that ‘the Grand occasion of Beiping’ was written by you, I thought that I couldn’t miss this opportunity. When Jiang se said this, she was not interrupted by hou Xiling. This proved that she was not wrong. as I said earlier, you’re getting on in years. There won’t be many opportunities for you to release another work in the future. If I miss ‘events of Beiping,’ I might not have many chances to personally act out the stories of your characters for the rest of my life.
Everyone knew that hou Xiling had an extraordinary love for his own works. The copyright of his collection was in his hands, and he had never taken it out before.
He didn’t want his work to be put on the big screen and taint the characters in his play, so he would rather stay poor and not write anymore.
The reason he stopped writing was not only because he was getting old and his body was gradually unable to take it, but also because he was unwilling to write for the sake of writing.
If he lost the readers who could understand him and read the meaning of his book, then it would be meaningless for him to continue writing.
The older generation of writers had their own principles. He didn’t want to bend over for five buckets of rice. That kind of pride was even carved into his bones. He didn’t want to compromise with reality. So this time, Lin xiwen from excellent company had really spent a lot of effort in order to invite him out. She had persuaded him for a long time. In the end, she had pestered hou Xiling for nearly three years and agreed to many conditions. Some of the conditions of the hou family were not known to outsiders, and Lin xiwen had finally gotten her wish.
I thought that in this era, not many people would understand what Zhou Qingsong said. Hou Xiling sighed and took off his glasses. Lin xiwen handed him a handkerchief. After thanking him, hou Xiling gently wiped his forehead and the corners of his eyes.
“Perhaps only those old fogeys can understand my state of mind. I didn’t expect to hear someone say this to me today.”
With the development and changes of current affairs, young people preferred fast food culture, and the works of the older generation were drowned in the torrent of history.
Sometimes, even if they chose a few paragraphs from the textbook, the students might not be able to understand more.
When he was writing ” autumn the year before last, ” he did have the intention to stop writing. After many years of writing, he did not rely on a computer to type like the young people today. Instead, he used a pen to write many books stroke by stroke. After decades, it had caused great damage to his body and left many aftereffects.
At that time, his body was already unable to take it. In addition, he was disappointed with the gradual decline of traditional writers, so he had such an idea.
70 The answer
The previous audition was only one of the tests. Lin xiwen wanted to film ” events of Beiping ” and had gone to great lengths to invite an old scholar like hou Xiling to be the scriptwriter. It was obvious that she had some ulterior motives.
The role of ‘doukou’ was very important, and he might not easily give it to her just because of her inexperienced performance.
Even though he had received Gu Jiaer’s call earlier, based on assistant Li’s persuasion for him to accept ” Erlang the God of War quelling the chaos in the world “, Gu Jiaer’s call was of some use, but it was not enough to make him release the role of ‘doukou’.
However, Jiang se recalled what assistant li had said to her during her first meeting with her.
She had once said that Lin xiwen placed great importance on ” events of Beiping ” and had spent a lot of effort to get hou Xiling to write the script. Hou Xiling had a lot of say in this film.
He also liked the readers who admired him and read his works seriously.
When Jiang se thought of this, she glanced at assistant li, who was standing beside Lin xiwen, from the corner of her eye. Her expression became even more cautious.
“That’s my schoolmate.” When hou Xiling said this, he sized Jiang se up.
Mr. Lin, you mentioned earlier that Shangjia company has prepared two movies for you. One of them has two roles with a lot of lines and remuneration. Why did you choose ‘doukou’ from ‘events of Beiping’ in the end? ”
His eyes were burning as he stared at Jiang se through presbyopic glasses, waiting for her answer.
This was a very important question. If she did not answer it well, she might lose the right to compete for the role of ‘doukou’, regardless of hou Xiling’s previous impression of her.
For a man with a scholarly temperament like hou Xiling, he had a pivotal position in the Chinese literary world.
Even though his works were not in the style that the young people liked, many of the older generation of scholars thought highly of him. Even some of the senior figures in the art industry had to respectfully call him old hou when they saw him.
He was already over seventy years old and had experienced many things in his life. He had heard countless words of flattery and praise.
Although Jiang se had been reincarnated, she was still young before that. It was useless to play tricks in front of hou Xiling. On the contrary, she would only attract disgust.
Lin xiwen raised her head when she heard hou Xiling’s question.
Many thoughts flashed through Jiang SE’s mind at that moment. She looked a little embarrassed.
to be honest, I didn’t think too much at first. I only saw that you were the screenwriter.
Hou Xiling did not say anything. Jiang SE’s words did not cause any change in his expression. He continued to chuckle as he waited for her to continue.
Although he liked to worship his readers, what assistant li did not mention at the time was that he did not like readers who blindly pursued him. He preferred to have spiritual communication and conversation with readers who could understand his work.
In reality, if it had not been for Jiang SE’s final performance, he would not have asked her to stay, much less ask her these questions.
the reason why my first reaction when I was reading the script was to pick up ‘the event of Beiping’ was because I know that you’re getting on in years and that you’ve rarely released any new works in recent years.
Hou Xiling had thought of many possible reasons. He had also guessed what Jiang se would say. He had thought that she would use the excellence of her work and her analysis of the character ‘doukou’ to move him. However, he had never expected Jiang se to say something like that.
“When you were writing” the autumn of the year before last,”the main character Zhou Qingsong, at the end of the story, left the village and said, ‘Goodbye’. ” When she mentioned hou Xiling’s famous work, hou Xiling was stunned. Jiang se continued, ”
when I read up to this point, I felt that you were using Zhou Qingsong’s mouth to say goodbye to your beloved readers. I’m afraid that you already had the intention of not writing anymore.
The smile on hou Xiling’s face slowly faded. His expression gradually softened. He looked at Jiang se with a hint of admiration.
He did not say anything. He only gestured for Jiang se to continue.
so when I saw that ‘the Grand occasion of Beiping’ was written by you, I thought that I couldn’t miss this opportunity. When Jiang se said this, she was not interrupted by hou Xiling. This proved that she was not wrong. as I said earlier, you’re getting on in years. There won’t be many opportunities for you to release another work in the future. If I miss ‘events of Beiping,’ I might not have many chances to personally act out the stories of your characters for the rest of my life.
Everyone knew that hou Xiling had an extraordinary love for his own works. The copyright of his collection was in his hands, and he had never taken it out before.
He didn’t want his work to be put on the big screen and taint the characters in his play, so he would rather stay poor and not write anymore.
The reason he stopped writing was not only because he was getting old and his body was gradually unable to take it, but also because he was unwilling to write for the sake of writing.
If he lost the readers who could understand him and read the meaning of his book, then it would be meaningless for him to continue writing.
The older generation of writers had their own principles. He didn’t want to bend over for five buckets of rice. That kind of pride was even carved into his bones. He didn’t want to compromise with reality. So this time, Lin xiwen from excellent company had really spent a lot of effort in order to invite him out. She had persuaded him for a long time. In the end, she had pestered hou Xiling for nearly three years and agreed to many conditions. Some of the conditions of the hou family were not known to outsiders, and Lin xiwen had finally gotten her wish.
I thought that in this era, not many people would understand what Zhou Qingsong said. Hou Xiling sighed and took off his glasses. Lin xiwen handed him a handkerchief. After thanking him, hou Xiling gently wiped his forehead and the corners of his eyes.
“Perhaps only those old fogeys can understand my state of mind. I didn’t expect to hear someone say this to me today.”
With the development and changes of current affairs, young people preferred fast food culture, and the works of the older generation were drowned in the torrent of history.
Sometimes, even if they chose a few paragraphs from the textbook, the students might not be able to understand more.
When he was writing ” autumn the year before last, ” he did have the intention to stop writing. After many years of writing, he did not rely on a computer to type like the young people today. Instead, he used a pen to write many books stroke by stroke. After decades, it had caused great damage to his body and left many aftereffects.
At that time, his body was already unable to take it. In addition, he was disappointed with the gradual decline of traditional writers, so he had such an idea.
