After asking Chen Huaikai for help, Lin Chaoyang was about to call Xie Jin. Unexpectedly, Xie Jin showed up at their house before the call was made.

He knocked on the door of Lin Chaoyang's house with a dusty appearance, and Lin Chaoyang was surprised to see him.

"Lao Xie? What's going on with you?"

Today is only the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, and Lin Chaoyang really didn't expect to see Xie Jin at this time. Since "Wreaths Under the Mountain", they have not collaborated for more than two years, and the number of meetings and correspondence is far less than before.

Several years of hard work.

"Chaoyang, you have to help me!"

When Xie Jin saw Lin Chaoyang, he was like a poor relative in distress who found his relatives in the city.

Lin Chaoyang didn't know why, "Help you? What's the matter?"

He invited Xie Jin into the room, and after Xie Jin rested for a while, he talked about the purpose of his visit.

It turns out that Xie Jin has been preparing for "Furong Town" for the past six months.

"Furong Town" is adapted from Gu Hua's novel of the same name, which was a hit when it was published. In 1982, it won the first Mao Dun Literature Award together with Lin Chaoyang's "The Chess" and became a representative work of scar literature.

Ever since Xie Jin decided to make the movie "Furong Town", the outside world has been paying attention to it. As a result, the movie has been in preparation for half a year, but the progress has not been smooth.

The location has been selected and the actors have been finalized, but now the script has not even been finalized. The anxious Xie Jin has been bubbling at the mouth these days.

Lin Chaoyang asked in confusion: "Didn't you find Acheng? He still can't finish a script?"

"Oh! Don't mention it. Cheng wrote several drafts of the script, but none of them were very satisfactory, so I asked the original author Gu Hua to help.

But Gu Hua said he was going to Switzerland for a visit at that time, and I would find him again when he came back in January, but he said he had important matters and said he didn’t want to participate in the revision of the script."

Of course, saying something was wrong was just an excuse. On the one hand, Gu Hua didn't want to get into Acheng's mess, and on the other hand, he was also afraid of offending others.

Xie Jin understood this truth, and Lin Chaoyang also understood it.

Xie Jin said with a depressed look on his face: "The news that I want to film "Furong Town" has been out for a long time, and the preparation time has been long enough. The media will hype "Furong Town" almost every two days.

There has been no movement for such a long time, and there are so many gossips!”

"Furong Town" tells the story of the buzzing period, just like when Xie Jin was going to film "The Legend of Tianyun Mountain" and "The Wrangler", as soon as the news came out, people started to attack him.

Now that there has been no movement on the movie, some people who originally had prejudices and hostility towards "Furong Town" can no longer bear it and have expressed their opinions one after another.

During this period of time, some people expressed open opposition to Xie Jin, others ridiculed and ridiculed him, and some even started to use tricks behind his back.

Xie Jin was tired of dealing with the pressure of public opinion, but what made him even more anxious was the difficulty in producing the script.

Ah Cheng was young and inexperienced, and Gu Hua, the original author, was not responsible. Xie Jin did not expect that the double insurance he had given himself would turn into a strangled dog.

Last year, he specially brought Gu Hua and Acheng together for the script and stayed there for several days just to smooth out the adaptation.

"Alas! Who would have thought that a good thing could end up like this?"

Xie Jin shook his head and sighed, his face full of melancholy and embarrassment. After so many years as a director, this was the first time he had been so worried about the script.

Seeing that Lin Chaoyang remained silent, Xie Jin leaned towards him, and the expression on his face turned into one of ardent expectation.

"Chaoyang, you can't just die without saving me!"

"Hey, what are you doing? Are you still engaging in moral kidnapping?" Lin Chaoyang immediately protested.

Xie Jin held his hand, with a flattering expression on his old face with ravines, "How can this be moral kidnapping? I'm asking you for help! Now that things have come to an end, you have to take action. I can't trust anyone else."

!”

If you don't say that ginger is still spicy, the sentence "I can't trust other people" really has the meaning of entrusting one's life to an orphan.

If this happened to a young man with little experience, he would probably be exhausted on the spot.

"Don't do this. Even Gu Hua knows it's a mess, and you still want to dump it on me." Lin Chaoyang said in a particularly sober tone.

"What's Gu Hua's level, and what's your level? What he sees as a mess is just a piece of cake for you."

"You have so many screenwriters at Shanghai Film Studio." Lin Chaoyang said with a desperate struggle.

"I can't trust them."

"You have identified my trap!"

For the sake of the script, Director Xie put down his burdens, and the flattery was so loud.

Lin Chaoyang was helpless after he kept stalking him. We were all old friends and we couldn't just ignore him.

"Then what do you want? Let me write a new script for you?"

Seeing Lin Chaoyang relaxed, Xie Jin became more energetic and said, "Of course that's the best."

"What you think is quite beautiful!"

Lin Chaoyang didn't intend to waste too much energy on this matter. Besides, the script of "Furong Town" was written by Acheng. They were all acquaintances. They looked up and didn't look down when they met. They overturned everything they had and started over. It didn't save their face.

nice.

Xie Jin is the director, so he doesn't care about Acheng, the screenwriter, but Lin Chaoyang doesn't want to do that.

He said: "Where's the script? I'll take a look first."

Xie Jin hurriedly took out the script, and Lin Chaoyang said, "I'll take a look at it first, and we'll talk about it tomorrow."

"good."

Lin Chaoyang arranged Xie Jin to the West Courtyard.

The next morning, Xie Jin came to Lin Chaoyang and asked, "How did you read the script?"

Lin Chaoyang did not answer his question, but asked Xie Jin about some of his thoughts on the adaptation. Xie Jin talked endlessly.

"...the connotation, thoughts and artistic appeal of the novel are generally three-dimensional and diverse, with a time span of fifteen years, and the content of the five-year flashback in the novel must also be reflected.

My past movies were all about telling a story, and better movies showed the personalities of some characters. This is already a better movie in our country.

But now many young audiences, especially college students, are not satisfied with these. They require movies to enrich the inner world of characters and show them in a diverse way.

Exploring the complexity of human character is the primary task of this film, with pictures and music coming second..."

While Xie Jin was excitedly explaining his thoughts on the film adaptation, Lin Chaoyang had been listening quietly, with a serious look on his face.

When Xie Jin finally finished speaking, he stopped. He sat there thinking, slowly digesting Xie Jin's thoughts.

After a long time, he said slowly: "I probably understand what you mean. In fact, the writing in Cheng's book is not bad, but it is too literary, and it ignores what you value."

Xie Jin nodded immediately after hearing this, "That's right. Oh, you still understand me. Chaoyang, I found the right person for you."

Lin Chaoyang picked up a pen, copied a scene from the script, and circled the lines of "Qin Shutian". Qin Shutian was the male protagonist played by Jiang Wen.

Then he wrote two more lines, put the original lines and his own lines together, and asked Xie Jin, "How about changing it like this?"

Xie Jin carefully read the two versions of Qin Shutian's lines. Without comparison, he could not see any problems with the lines written by A Cheng.

But with Lin Chaoyang's version of the lines, the crazy eagerness of Qin Shutian of the Y faction was captured in just two sentences.

In contrast, Cheng's two lines were restrained and forbearing, but they lacked some spirit.

Even though the difference is only a few words, the difference is often there.

"Good!" Xie Jin praised, "This is the feeling I want."

He looked at Lin Chaoyang excitedly, his eyes shining with eagerness.

This kid is really a treasure!

After only a few years of hard work, why do you feel like you are getting better and better as you get older?

Lin Chaoyang said: "Then I will change it according to this feeling first."

Xie Jin happily agreed. Seeing Lin Chaoyang busy changing the script, he didn't bother him, but he didn't leave either. He just sat aside, fearing that Lin Chaoyang had any ideas and wanted to communicate with him. It wouldn't be a waste of time if he wasn't there.

That’s it.

Xie Jin sat here for a day, and Lin Chaoyang also changed for a day.

After dinner in the evening, he asked Xie Jin to go to the west courtyard to rest, while he went into the study, closed the doors and windows, and changed the script without any distractions.

After four or five days like this, no one visited the west courtyard during the Chinese New Year period, so Xie Jin stayed there by himself.

During the day he went to the east courtyard to amuse the two children of Lin Chaoyang's family, and at night he stayed in the west courtyard. Although there were TVs, books, and newspapers, he felt like his days were like years.

Early in the morning on the tenth day of the first lunar month, Xie Jin ran to the east courtyard early in the morning. When he saw Lin Chaoyang, he asked: "How is it? How is it? Have you finished the changes?"

This is his daily morning routine these days, and Lin Chaoyang's usual answer is "just wait."

But today was different. Lin Chaoyang glanced at the coffee table in the living room. Xie Jin immediately understood and his face was full of ecstasy.

He couldn't wait to walk to the coffee table, picked up the freshly baked script and started flipping through it.

In the opening chapter of the novel "Furong Town", Gu Hua uses a few hundred words to describe the plot of Hu Yuyin's interactions with the surrounding diners while setting up a rice and tofu stall in Furong Town. Most of them are narrative texts.

But in the script, these words look completely different.

“(Hu Yuyin’s rice tofu stall on Qingshiban Street in Furong Town is full of people and customers.)

Eater A: Sister Furong, add more spicy food to mine.

Customer B: I want to be jealous.
To be continued...