pjbooks Chapter 72 The Players in the Play
Chapter 72 The Players in the Play
"I understand, Captain. You can just call me Weidong."
"Then I'll call you Weidong. You can call me Boss, just like Xiao Gou and the others."
Little Gou! ?
Indifferent...
"Yes, boss."
Wang Tiezhu felt that Chen Weidong was straightforward, which was his favorite kind of person, and he was now quite satisfied with the latter.
"You'll come with me on patrol from now on. I'll show you around the area, and then you can go to your gate duty after this shift is over."
"Yes, Captain."
"Come on, let me take you out for a walk."
Wang Tiezhu casually wore a white vest with a light blue polyester shirt over it.
Dacron shirts are made of synthetic fibers, which are not breathable and stick to the body when you sweat, and they are also very expensive.
But it was indeed the most fashionable clothing of that period. It was crisp, durable, and didn't need ironing. It was so stylish!
Wang Tiezhu wore a Dacron shirt with the collar turned up and the sleeves rolled up to his forearms, paired with blue cloth trousers and liberation shoes—a typical cadre look.
"Our academy was only recently reinstated. A few years ago, it merged with the music academy and the film academy to form the 'May 7th Art University,' and only separated at the end of the year before last. At the end of last year, it officially reverted to the name 'Central Academy of Drama.'"
"There are old buildings and newer ones in the courtyard. To the north is the North Teaching Building, to the east is the East Teaching Building, and there's also a corner tower. To the south is a row of single-story houses. This is the experimental theater, which was just built last year and can seat over 700 people! It even has a revolving stage!"
Wang Tiezhu pointed to the experimental theater in front of him and said with a proud expression.
"The administrative offices are mainly located in the main office building of the college, where the Party Committee, the President's Office, the Academic Affairs Office, and our Security Department are all located together."
The departments' offices are scattered throughout the North and East teaching buildings, and for convenience, they are all located next to the classrooms.
"This is our main school gate, facing south. There's another gate to the north in Beibingmasi Hutong, which leads to the North District, where the experts' buildings and faculty dormitories are located. Number 22 Dongmianhua Hutong is the faculty dormitory, which also has its own entrance. Students and teachers, as well as visitors, all use that gate. The Beibingmasi gate is mainly for faculty, staff, and their families."
"That's our library over there. In its early days, the library inherited the collections of three departments of North China University, the National Drama Academy of Nanshi, and the Literary Training Institute. It mainly consisted of books, periodicals, pictures, and audio-visual materials related to drama, especially spoken drama. It also served as a specialized library that collected a lot of books and materials on literature, philosophy, history, geography, and other social sciences."
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Chen Weidong followed Wang Tiezhu around the school. Compared to the new campus of the Central Academy of Drama, the old campus was much smaller, which made their patrol work much more convenient.
"Boss."
"His name is Tao Wen, and this is Chen Weidong, a newcomer to our team."
Tao Wen looked to be in his early twenties, not very tall, probably less than 1.7 meters, not even as tall as Gou Buli from earlier. He was wearing a military green Zhongshan suit, the standard at the time, with a red armband on his arm.
"Tao Wen".
"Chen Weidong".
The two shook hands.
"We also have a guy named Yang Wei on our team. He's off today, but I'll introduce him to you when he gets back."
Yang Wei!?
Ignore it?
Chen Weidong almost laughed out loud. Now it seemed that Wang Tiezhu sounded better, while Tao Wen was definitely the best choice for their team.
After patrolling the area and returning to his dormitory, Chen Weidong was covered in sweat.
"There's another bed here; you can sleep on either the top or bottom bunk."
Wang Tiezhu turned the things on the bed upside down and put them in the corner.
"A lower bunk is fine, boss. Are we going to have to live in the dorm every day?"
"There's no rule about that. Weidong, do you have a place to stay?"
"Boss, my home is in Mao'er Hutong right next to the school. If I could go home, I would prefer to go home. My wife just gave birth to a son, and I want to go back and take care of him more often."
Staying in a dormitory with five grown men is nothing compared to the comfort of going home to your wife, kids, and a warm bed.
"I didn't expect you to be a local, Weidong. You got married at such a young age. As long as you're not working, you can go back to live here."
"Thanks, boss."
Chen Weidong thanked him. From their conversation, he felt Wang Tiezhu had a good personality, so he casually asked, "Boss, how old is your child?"
Before marriage, people usually ask about hobbies and interests. After marriage, the conversation almost always revolves around children and family. It's actually a little easier with men, but if it's a woman, she can talk about family forever.
"My eldest son is seven years old this year, and my second son is just three years old."
"That's the same age as my eldest daughter."
"My daughter is good, but my two boys are quite a handful."
"Are your sister-in-law and the others also in Yanjing?"
"No, they and my wife are currently in our hometown. They'll probably be able to come over once we get our own housing."
A glimmer of hope flashed in Wang Tiezhu's eyes. Without a house, even if his wife and children came, they would have nowhere to live. It would be better to stay in his hometown, where he could at least earn more money.
Chen Weidong understood that living in the capital was not easy. At this time, if one did not have a job or a place to live in the city, it would be better to stay in the village, where at least one could have land to cultivate and food to eat, and at least one would not starve to death.
"It's almost noon, let me take you to get your food coupons first."
Nowadays, in any workplace, you need to go through a series of procedures and obtain certificates to get food. Without these, you can't buy food even if you have money.
This is also why Chen Weidong wanted to find a class to study in. Although he earns money by writing, he can't buy anything without tickets.
When the two arrived at the cafeteria, many students were already eating with their heads down, most of them dressed in simple clothes. Chen Weidong looked around but didn't recognize anyone.
While we were eating, several children around ten years old ran in, some of whom looked somewhat familiar.
"Boss, does our school still accept junior high school students?"
"Those aren't elementary school students, but students in our school's children's drama acting class. They're practically university students, and they receive a monthly stipend."
So that's how it is. Even Chen Weidong was a little envious after hearing this, after all, he was making money at such a young age.
Just then, the children passed by him, and Chen Weidong recognized two of them. One of them was Cai Guoqing, who sang "Three Hundred and Fifty-Six Blessings." In his previous life, he had seen and heard Cai Guoqing sing at the People's Hall.
The other one is Xu Yajun, who played Director Qi. Both of them look really young now.
If Chen Weidong hadn't seen their performances and was familiar with them, he wouldn't have recognized them, especially Cai Guoqing, whom he had always assumed was a graduate of a music academy. He never expected to run into him at the Central Academy of Drama.
"Dao Ming, your performance this morning was wrong. The Stanislavski system isn't like that. I think you should perform like this."
"I don't care what you think, I care what I think."
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Upon hearing this domineering statement, Chen Weidong turned around and glanced back with some curiosity.
He wanted to see who was so arrogant!
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