Daju Hutong was originally called Rubble Hutong, and the Qing Dynasty returned to the White Flag Tube, specializing in the manufacture of tile products.

During the Xuantong period, this place was dilapidated, and it was renamed Wacha Hutong. It was not until 1965 that the place name was rectified and renamed Daju Hutong by comparing it with the nearby Xiaoju Hutong.

The largest courtyard is No. 7, which is said to have been used as a dormitory of the Ministry of Posts and Telecommunications.

There are two words of brick carving "Jianxi" on the gatehouse, there is the inscription "Ji Mao vernal equinox", and there is a paragraph "listening to the cicada book". It is speculated that the date should be 1915, and the gentleman who lives here is called "Listening to the Cicada".

No. 26 and No. 28 are relatively spacious, with a singular number and an even number, blue bricks and gray tiles, and a red door to a red door.

Xu Fei was standing in the courtyard of No. 26, holding the book, drawing the pattern.

Two sets of yards had already been bought, and he offered a price on the condition that the pile of junk be cleared. It would be much brighter, and the remaining crockpots, wooden boards, flower pots, etc., were all he asked to keep.

The house is quite sturdy, the windows are too broken, there is no running water, and there is a pressure handle well in the middle...... The original appearance has long been mottled, and it was quiet and quaint at the beginning.

He sketched on the book, thinking about how to arrange it, which not only has the chaos of the courtyard, but also reflects the beauty.

Art comes from life, but if it is completely in accordance with life, it will definitely lack beauty, and TV series are for people to appreciate after all.

After painting for a long time, Xu Fei twisted his neck and packed up and went home.

From Daju Hutong to the west, into Shique Hutong, then west into Gulou East Street, from Yandai Xiejie to Houhai, in short, to the west and then to the west...... All the way to the west, you can reach the depths of the flowers.

About five kilometers.

As soon as he entered the alley, an old man shouted: "Gentleman, there is a phone to find you!"

"Who?"

"Wrote it down for you. ”

The old man came over with a small notebook, spat and foamed, and twisted the pages one by one, "I'll take a look, Chinese opera, surnamed Wu, phone XXXX." ”

"Remember, thank you!"

Xu Fei waved his hand, the front of the car was adjusted, and he ran to the public phone.

In recent years, the capital has installed a lot of coin-operated public telephones, and they have been successively covered in the alleys and courtyards of the community, and a telephone is responsible for a neighborhood.

"Hey, Xiaodong, what's wrong?"

"Okay, no problem, didn't I just say it at the beginning...... Don't wait for tomorrow, move now, I'll get a three-wheeler, and you can come back quickly...... Well, that's it!"

He didn't say a word, and immediately went over to help.

Just kidding, this is Kyoto and timely rain, jade-faced Xiao Meng, Xu Fei is a big official!

............

In the evening, Wu Xiaodong pedaled on three wheels, and Xu Fei and Shen Lin each rode bicycles and appeared in Baihua Hutong.

Looking at the two red lanterns, the two of them were in a complicated mood, and they were always a little embarrassed, which meant sending people under the fence.

"Do you live in the East House or in the West House?"

"We can do anywhere. ”

"Then live in the east house, fully furnished, medium decoration, good lighting, convenient transportation, and live with your bag. It's almost heating in winter, but the landlord provides honeycomb coal, and there are free cats and dogs to pet, and I live ...... if I want to"

Xu Fei knew that they were embarrassed, and deliberately teased, "This side is not far from the Chinese opera, you can come back to sleep after class in the future, and it is not good for me to be alone with Shen Lin." ”

"Get out!" Shen Lin kicked the girl.

"Well, thank you so much this time, things are in a hurry, we really can't find a place. ”

Wu Xiaodong tried his best to maintain a man's self-esteem, but he didn't know what to say.

"We are all revolutionary friendships, and it is false to be polite to me!"

Xu Fei patted him on the shoulder, "Besides, it's not for nothing, you pay the rent every six months, ten yuan a month." ”

You have to collect some points, otherwise the other party will be even more upset. Of course, divide people, some stinky and shameless, the more you take advantage, the happier you are.

Suddenly, there were two more people, and the courtyard suddenly became angry.

The kitchen was on fire that night, and Shen Lin showed off his cooking skills. After eating, the two of them went into the house to adapt, and Xu Fei went to the study house to get busy with work.

He has become accustomed to thinking at night, especially in the face of the red light in the yard.

There are several names for this drama for the time being: "Old Yard", "Story in the Hutong" and the like, which have not yet been finalized.

The basic characters have come out, Xu Fei strongly asked Liang Zuo a little bit, don't give me the whole Qiong Yao fan, what Yurou, Wanqing, Xiuze, Jiaxuan...... It must be plain and smooth.

First of all, the old widower: surnamed Tao, the accountant of the state unit, retired. The character is rigorous and traditional.,Superficial stubbornness.,But it's not a one-size-fits-all rejection of new things.,Sneaky understanding of unfamiliar things.。

The son and daughter-in-law are all working in other places, and they pull their granddaughters to grow up.

Granddaughter: Tao Bei, 20 years old, tall and beautiful, originally a female worker in a garment factory, and later became a model. The character is straightforward and spicy, and there is a delicate and unique side.

It is said that the first batch of models in China was in 1981, when Pierre Cardin held a fashion show in China and selected some people to be models.

Later, the rapid development of the national textile and garment industry, the Ministry of Textile Industry required some areas to set up performance teams to promote clothing products.

There are no professional colleges, they are all selected from various enterprises, men are more than 1.78 meters, and women are more than 1.65 meters - according to the average height at that time.

After joining the performance team, the working relationship is still in the original unit, and the remuneration is also paid according to the original one. There are occasional commercial performances, not many.

So Tao Bei is such a model of the performance team.

Secondly, the old widow: wearing saffron, retired from the literary and artistic unit, forced to do things, and a little superstitious, she is a strange flower, the main creator of conflicts and burdens in the play.

Chinese teacher: Zhao Zhiyuan, a high school teacher, has strong professional ability, talented, writes a good calligraphy, and likes Chinese and foreign classics. Often self-pity and nostalgia are not encountered, contaminated with red dust, and troubled by not being able to share the house. I know my wife on a blind date, I have no feelings, and I dote on my daughter.

Wife: Zhang Qiumei, a cool canteen aunt, a good cook of life, low culture, knows her husband's perfunctory and indifferent, but she doesn't say it.

Daughter: Zhao Yanni, early 10 years old, smart and kind little angel.

The final protagonist: Bai Struggle, twenty-eight years old, with an obscene temperament, his parents died early, and he lives by selling bad books and pirated tapes.

The infinite pursuit of art in his heart, the dream of being a big star, the 800 times of the repertory troupe and the film studio were not admitted, he loves to read miscellaneous books, he has a little stock in his stomach, and he yearns for love.

Other supporting roles: including Dai Honghua's daughter, a small couple from other places, an aunt from the neighborhood committee, a public security policeman, a small man who struggles for white - zucchini, and so on.

These people make up the sentient beings of an alley.

“......”

Xu Fei brushed and wrote a few lines, such as the Asian Games, cross-strait relations, qigong, summer time, power outages, temporary residence permits, migrant workers, break dancing, house division, anti-pornography, prices, and so on.

These are the key words of recent years.

The core of comedy is tragedy, life is bumpy, and reality is difficult, but he doesn't plan to really engage in tragedy, he wants to see hope from the difficulties and continue to live.

Mr. Xu's biggest wish is that when this drama is broadcast next year, the audience will find that this is a gift for themselves, farewell to 1987, while laughing.

When it comes to later generations, the pioneer of Chinese sitcoms, Xu Fei!

Oops, this is comfortable!

What's even more proud is that he gathered the comedy talents of this era and really wrote his own book.

Liang Zuo and Chen Xiaoer don't need to say, just Zheng Xiaolong, Li Xiaoming, Feng Pants, Zhao Baogang, Chen Yanmin...... Which is not a well-known figure.

Although it is not yet mature, sitcoms are not serials, and single-episode stories are just a flash of inspiration.

He is also going to write an episode to try, he can't sit back and eat, he has to improve his quality.

"Hah!"

Xu Fei stretched his waist and looked up at the window, the lights in the east room had gone out.

"It's ...... to make a villain so early"

He narrowed his eyes and sneaked out the door.

(Call for new play names...... ）