Chapter 687: Waiting for a lifetime (finishing flowers)(2/2)
She carefully selected wonderful paragraphs from Lin Chaoyang's works, which were used to read aloud in class.
The works selected by Naoko Kondo in "The Death of Van Gogh", "The Legend of the Boat", and "The Father" are all highly popular among Japanese readers.
During the courses that lasted for more than a week, the students received a good response.
At the end of the class that day, Naoko Kondo suddenly announced a message:
"Everyone, yesterday we read and appreciated Lin Sang's work "Father". This novel is very touching. It was adapted into a drama in China a few years ago. It was widely popular among the people of both countries.
Here I have good news to tell you that the school’s drama acting department is currently preparing for the drama "Father".
The script of the Japanese version of "Father" was also translated by my student and your senior brother Sho Nagashima. The production of this drama was sponsored by Dabian products.
This drama will premiere in a week. If you are interested, you can go to the school auditorium to watch the drama."
In fact, it doesn’t take Naoko Kondo to say that many of the students have already known this news.
The Japanese drama department is equivalent to the drama club of domestic universities. The Japanese drama department has good strength. The student dramas produced are not only performed on their own school, but also often go to other Japanese universities to exchange and tour.
The drama "Father" has attracted the attention of Japanese university students since its production, not because of Lin Chaoyang's fame.
After all, most of the dramas played by students come from famous works and classic works from various countries, and the original author behind any drama is no less famous than Lin Chaoyang.
"Father" attracted the attention of students mainly because this student drama has rarely received a large sponsorship, with sponsorships from Oi Products, which is said to have a sponsorship fee of up to 3 million yen.
For a student drama, such sponsorship is almost an astronomical amount.
The students were also very curious about what kind of drama could actually make the drama show such a considerable sponsorship? I heard that it seems that Ms. Keiko Oi of Oi Products is a loyal reader of the author Lin Chaoyang.
After announcing the news of the drama performance, Naoko Kondo ended today's course.
"Teacher!" After coming out of the classroom, a gentle boy wearing glasses greeted her respectfully.
"So, too."
Sho Nagashima is also Hiroto led by Naoko Kondo. He just graduated last year and stayed at the school to become a young lecturer in the Department of Arts and Sciences of Japan University. He is also one of the new members of the Lin Chaoyang (Japan) Literature Research Association for the past two years.
"Teacher, colleagues from the research association have arrived, and the evening dinner has been arranged."
Today is the day for the Nobel Prize in Literature. The Lin Chaoyang (Japan) Literature Research Association specially held a celebration.
The main content of the event is that members gathered from all over Japan to the Sakuramen Club of Japanese universities to witness Lin Chaoyang's awards together in front of the TV.
The content of the event sounds pretty bland, but it is actually the same.
A group of scholars with an average age of over 40 gathered together to watch TV, but they couldn't get lively even if they wanted to.
But when Lin Chaoyang actually took over the Nobel Prize trophy from the Swedish king, the atmosphere was still boiling.
Rather than saying that they were happy and excited for Lin Chaoyang's Nobel Prize, it was better to say that Lin Chaoyang's award was proved the value of their research results over the years.
At this moment, the lives of all the scholars present seemed to have added an extraordinary meaning because of Lin Chaoyang's award.
Yanjing, Xiaoliubukou Hutong.
Lin Chaoyang's family was not here, but the West Courtyard was extremely lively. Under the organization of Zheng Wanlong, Zhu Wei and others, dozens of colleagues from the literary circle of Yanjing were gathered together, just like they gathered here in the past years.
The TV was played with Lin Chaoyang receiving the award, and everyone cheered for Lin Chaoyang's award.
At the entrance of the yard, the couplets and plaques made by Deng Youmei for the yard were mottled and vaguely seen by the baptism of wind and rain. The three words "Xunweizhai" can be seen.
Stockholm Concert Hall, Sweden.
Lin Chaoyang stood in front of the microphone, with a dark head in front of him.
At this moment, it is impossible to say that he has no joy, pride, and excitement in his heart, but for some reason, his mind is surprisingly clear again, as if he jumped out of himself and looked at him from the perspective of God.
"Dear guests: Thank you very much for the Swedish Academy of Literature and the Nobel Prize jury for awarding this hugely influential award to me. Today, my family is at the award ceremony. I want to thank them for their support for me over the years, especially my wife Tao Yushu.
Without her, I don't think I would have embarked on the road of writing.
Lin Chaoyang's voice was passed through the microphone to every guest's ears, and all his family was looking at him, his face shining with honorable pride.
Tao's mother's eyes were filled with emotion, and she thought of the scene where Tao Yushu brought Lin Chaoyang back to Yanjing that summer.
At that time, she never dreamed that more than twenty years later, the rural son-in-law who was once looked down upon by her would actually come to the stage of the Nobel Prize in Literature.
When she was full of emotion, her hands were held tightly. Tao's mother looked at Tao's father beside her, her eyes met, and her mood calmed down.
When it comes to knowing people, she has to admire her husband.
Lin Erchun muttered softly: "Light to the ancestors! Highlight to the ancestors!"
Tao Yushu, who was sitting in the audience, always placed his eyes on Lin Chaoyang, just like in the past twenty years, looking at him with deep love and admiration.
Lin Chaoyang on the stage still looked green as if he was more than 20 years ago.
The past flashed before her eyes. In her more than 20 years of marriage, they witnessed each other with their own eyes at every important moment, and today is no exception.
Finally, her memory was frozen in the late winter of 1978.
She received an admission letter from Yan Normal University, and Lin Chaoyang took her to the station.
On the platform, she said to Lin Chaoyang: "If you can't bear to leave me, I won't leave!"
Her words were to test Lin Chaoyang. She wanted to go to college and her family members, but she wanted to see her. She couldn't leave.
But she had already thought about it. After she returned to Yanjing and settled, she would come back to pick Lin Chaoyang up and go into the city.
She thought Lin Chaoyang would say something unbeatable to her, and no matter how bad she was, she would ask her to take good care of her own body and self-centered words.
But what she didn't expect was that Lin Chaoyang actually said: "What's there to be so reluctant to let go? If you don't come back, I'll find another wife right away!"
This made Tao Yushu so angry. He just got his marriage certificate and I hadn't left yet, so you dare to have bad thoughts?
She snorted coldly and shook her marriage certificate, "I have received all the certificates and I want to find a wife again. Do you know what kind of thing this is? I just won't come back, so you are not allowed to look for it!"
"If you tell me not to look for it, then don't look for it? Could it be that I want to be a widow?"
Tao Yushu looked at him with anger, "What's wrong with being a widow? You are my life and my ghost when you die!"
"You girl, do you want me to wait for the rest of my life?"
Lin Chaoyang hugged her waist in anger and kissed her lips hard.
In Tao Yushu's memory, this kind of kissing method in the inner reference film she watched when she was a child, seems to be called French kissing.
Her first kiss was taken away by Lin Chaoyang, but Tao Yushu not only did not get angry, but instead cried.
"You wait for me!"
She still remembers what she said crying on the platform.
But how did Lin Chaoyang answer at that time, her memory was a little blurred, but he still didn't answer at all.
The picture in front of me was disillusioned. Lin Chaoyang, who was still speaking on the stage just now, had already arrived at her side.
Before he could share the joy of winning the award, Tao Yushu grabbed the tail of the past and asked him what he said at that time.
"You didn't remember this?"
Tao Yushu was ashamed.
"I said at that time-" Lin Chaoyang looked at her eyes.
"It will be done for the rest of your life!"
Chapter completed!