Looking at the students' backs, Huang Huilin suddenly sighed.
"For so many years, we have been adhering to the Luguo, Maoba and Lao Cao-style literature teaching environment. It was not visible in the past few years, but in the past two years, I feel that our teaching seems to be in trouble.
Although their students in this class have a poor foundation, they have rich social experience and learn things quickly.
But it has been more than a year since I entered school, and I have learned a lot, but in practice, I can’t keep up at all.
Lin Chaoyang said with a smile: "Between learning and practice, there is a digestion process. If you cannot understand and integrate it, no matter how much you learn, it is just cramming, and you will forget it later."
Huang Huilin nodded, "Yes. This drama is a good training opportunity, giving them the opportunity to truly use their knowledge for their own use."
With a look of admiration on her face, she said: "Chaoyang, there is no doubt about your talent in creation. I'm afraid you won't be bad if you come to teach students."
Lin Chaoyang smiled modestly, "You are joking, how can I teach college students?"
After chatting for a while, Huang Huilin said before parting: "In the next two days, I will try to get the school auditorium over for everyone to rehearse."
"The First Floor in the World" has a big scene and many actors. Today, we spent half a day rehearsing in the classroom and the venue was very limited.
"Looking forward to your good news."
The script of "The First Floor in the World" was written by Lin Chaoyang, so he naturally had to be responsible to the end. He and Huang Huilin set a time for rehearsals and came over every night to provide guidance.
On the way home, Tao Yushu sat on the back seat of the bicycle.
"Lean closer to me to avoid the wind." Lin Chaoyang said.
Tao Yushu tightened his hands, hugged his waist, and pressed his face against his back.
"Morning sun!"
"Um?"
"How come you suddenly know so much?" Tao Yushu asked.
Lin Chaoyang kicked his feet hard against the wind and gasped, "Is it too much? Maybe I read too much in the library."
After turning the corner, the wind subsided, and he said again: "Didn't you ask me to learn from Professor Jin Kepu before? I am completely following your instructions!"
"I think you've progressed so fast that even I'm surprised."
Tao Yushu was talking about her true inner feelings. From the time she learned that her husband had written a novel, Lin Chaoyang had transformed faster than she imagined in the past half a year.
Sometimes she even wonders if her husband is inherently gifted, but he has just been living in a small mountain village...
"This is called - Jinlin is not a thing in the pond, but it turns into a dragon when it encounters a storm!"
Lin Chaoyang faced the biting north wind and shouted in a middle-aged tone.
Tao Yushu's thoughts were interrupted by her husband's wildness. She looked at the man's generous back. It was obviously such a childish behavior, but her eyes were full of romanticism.
Time passed by and it was already late November. The weather was getting colder and colder, and Weiming Lake began to freeze.
Every day, students from the south pass by to observe the thickness of the ice on the lake, hoping to see when they can go skating on the lake.
These days, Lin Chaoyang goes to work during the day and runs to Yan Normal University at night.
With associate professor Huang Huilin stepping in to coordinate, and the students recruiting Lin Chaoyang, a popular writer who has become famous in the literary world in the past two years, Yan Normal University gave these students the greatest support.
Not only did the school auditorium be opened to the crew of "The World's First Floor" for rehearsals, but 2,000 yuan of funding was specially approved, which is almost equivalent to the salary income of an ordinary employee for five or six years.
With the support of Yantai Normal University, all the students who participated in the crew of "The First Floor in the World" were full of energy and enthusiasm.
But the mood is mood, but the reality is not optimistic.
Because they were all amateur actors, everyone had trouble speaking their lines at first. The amount of lines and the intensity of the performance in the three-act play made many people exhausted just by reading the lines. By the third scene, the lines were already loud.
Feeling exhausted.
After adapting for a week, under Huang Huilin's continuous training, this group of talents was able to hold up the entire audience, but there is still a long way to go before they can actually perform for the public.
A few days later, it was a cloudy day with a howling north wind, but there was a wave of enthusiasm on the Yanda campus.
During lunch, a group of students gathered around a large poster board in front of the dining room. The poster stated that the one-act play "Conscience" prepared by students from the Chinese Department would officially premiere at 6:30 this evening in the auditorium of the office building.
news.
Since the performance of "Beautiful Love" more than a month ago has sparked a drama craze in Yanda and many surrounding universities, Chen Jiangong Zhang's "Conscience" has also become a topic of chat among many students recently. Everyone is paying close attention to this drama.
many.
It will finally be staged today, and many students are planning to go and find out.
In the evening, students came in and out of the auditorium of the school office building. The cold weather did not dampen the enthusiasm of the students at all.
Not only the students came to cheer, but most of the teachers from the Chinese Department also came today.
Yang Hui, Yuan Xingpei, Sun Yushi, Xie Mian, Hong Zicheng...
Except for a few older professors who were not present, everyone who was supposed to be there came, which was a great honor to these students.
As the absolute creator and soul of the drama "Conscience", Chen Jiangong was particularly excited tonight. For this drama, he not only invited Lin Chaoyang to help, but also his acquaintances from Renyi. In addition to Lan Tianye that day,
Later, he also invited Lan Yinhai once, which was really well-intentioned.
Because it is a one-act play, the performance is not long, about half an hour.
At the curtain call, the audience applauded continuously, and the creators excitedly bowed on the stage.
After getting off the stage, Xie Mian specially called all the main creators over and introduced them one by one to the department chair Yang Hui.
"The play was well rehearsed, I think it has a bit of a humanistic feel!"
Yang Hui's comments made Chen Jiangong and others excited.
Watching "Conscience" today, Lin Chaoyang was still sitting next to Hong Zicheng. After Yang Hui finished talking to several students, Hong Zicheng dragged Lin Chaoyang to Yang Hui.
"Director, this is Comrade Chaoyang."
Yang Hui is now over eighty years old. He is short, slightly thin, with thick gray hair. He is wearing a blue tunic suit that has turned white after washing.
Hong Zicheng introduced Lin Chaoyang to him, and he showed a warm smile, "I know, I know. Everyone is talking about our great talent at Yan University."
He is from the Northeast and has been in Yanjing for many years, but his local accent has not changed, which makes Lin Chaoyang feel friendly when he hears it.
"You're flattered!" Lin Chaoyang said politely.
Hong Zicheng said: "Chaoyang has a deep research on contemporary literature, and we often communicate in private."
"Okay, okay, this is a good thing. Comrade Chaoyang is better at creation, and you are better at theoretical research. If we communicate with each other and promote each other, maybe we can create different sparks."
Yang Hui responded to Hong Zicheng's words and said to Lin Chaoyang: "I read your article "Little Shoes" and it was very interesting. Now everyone is accusing and criticizing, how could you write in this direction?"
"I personally feel that the sentiment of accusations and revelations in the past two years actually stems from the unfair treatment in previous years. Objectively speaking, the fundamental reason for the popularity of many works is the emotional resonance, rather than the excellence of the works themselves.
As time passed, readers' attention shifted and their empathy weakened, so the trend faded away.
We still cannot treat it as a normal literary process, let alone a certain creative path or even a shortcut."
Yang Hui nodded after listening to Lin Chaoyang's words, "I also read the article you posted in "October". I have a clear understanding, but I've been scolded a lot, right?"
When he said this, a narrow smile appeared on his face, and Lin Chaoyang also smiled and nodded.
Yang Hui added: "If you want to express your views publicly, you must be prepared to be criticized. Now it's very good. It's just you and me in the newspapers."
His words reveal the indifference of having gone through many struggles and vicissitudes of life, which can be seen as a kind of encouragement to the younger generation.
The performance of "Conscience" was a success, and Chen Jiangong's script was praised by many teachers and students. Everyone praised the script of "Conscience" for being serious, cold, and sad, and that it had reached a level beyond student dramas.
Chen Jiangong's psychological pressure during this period was suddenly relieved by the praise from everyone, and his face was full of joy.
After the show ended, he grabbed Lin Chaoyang and said with a proud look on his face, "How is it? My play is not worse than "Beautiful Love", right?"
"Look at your potential! People compare you with Renyi dramas, but you have to compare yourself with student dramas." Lin Chaoyang teased.
Chen Jiangong was stunned, changed the subject, and asked: "How is your script?"
"It's lined up."
"I heard people from Yan Normal University talk about how amazing you are, and I almost praised you as if Lao She was still alive."
Lin Chaoyang had not read the script of "The First Floor in the World" to Chen Jiangong. It was only recently that the script was widely circulated in Yanjing Normal University, and he learned about the scale feather.
"The best building in the world! I should say it or not, but just hearing the name gives me a certain aura. But..."
Chen Jiangong glanced up and down at Lin Chaoyang, "Those people from Yan Normal University are always talking about the wrong thing."
The implication is that Lin Chaoyang's level is average, and this is a reply to Lin Chaoyang's sarcasm just now.
Lin Chaoyang did not defend himself, and his incomprehensible smile made Chen Jiangong feel unsure.
"why are you laughing?"
"Why don't you stop laughing if I do?"
Chen Jiangong refused to grind his teeth with him and asked: "Tell me, buddy, what is your script about? Just listen to them saying it's good, and no one said a good way to do it. It makes people feel uncomfortable."
"You'll know when you're waiting for the performance, don't be afraid of being late if you have a good meal, understand?"
The two hurt each other, but Chen Jiangong left angrily because he didn't understand the content of "The First Floor" in detail.
Then two days later, when Lin Chaoyang was at work, Chen Jiangong ran to the library and said to him with a stern look on his face: "Chaoyang, my buddy's play is going to be at the December 9th Art Performance."
The so-called December 9th refers to an anti-Japanese and national salvation movement that took place on December 9, 1935. At that time, thousands of college and middle school students in Peiping held an anti-Japanese and national salvation demonstration, opposing North China's autonomy, resisting Japanese imperialism, and demanding the preservation of China.
The territorial integrity set off a new upsurge in resisting Japan and saving the country.
Since then, the activities have continued to spread across the country. The patriotic actions of Peiping students have received positive responses from students and people across the country, quickly forming a new upsurge in the national anti-Japanese democratic movement and promoting the establishment of the anti-Japanese national united front.
This year, Yanjing City stepped forward to organize the December 9th College Art Performance, inviting major universities including Shuimu, Yanjing University, Renmin University, Yanjing Normal University and other famous universities to participate. Chen Jiangong's "Conscience" was recommended by the school as a performance
programme.
Originally it was just an activity for self-entertainment on campus, but now he can participate in a college performance held in Yanjing City. How could this not make Chen Jiangong excited?
More importantly, the performance was held at the Yanjing Municipal Government Auditorium.
Thinking that his play was about to be performed in front of thousands of elites from Yanjing's political circles, cultural circles and major universities, Chen Jiangong couldn't help but feel proud, feeling that every pore in his body was filled with pride.
From then on, he had another capital to brag about with others.
Seeing Chen Jiangong almost walking sideways, Lin Chaoyang said slowly: "Isn't this a coincidence?"
Chapter completed!