Since 1983

Daju Hutong was originally called Wazheng Hutong. In the Qing Dynasty, it was under the control of Zhengbaiqi, specializing in the manufacture of tile products.

During the reign of Xuantong, the place was in dilapidation, and it was renamed Wacha Hutong. It was not until 1965 that the place names were rectified, and it was renamed Daju Hutong after comparing with the nearby Xiaoju Hutong.

The largest yard is No. 7, and it is said that it used to be the dormitory of the Ministry of Posts and Telecommunications.

On the gate tower, there is a brick carving of the word "Jiangu", with the inscription "Jimao Vernal Equinox" on the top, and the inscription "Listening to the Cicada Book" below. It is speculated that the date should be 1915, and the husband who lives here is named "Tingchan".

No. 26 and No. 28 are relatively spacious, one row for odd numbers and one row for even numbers, with blue bricks and gray tiles, and red doors facing red doors.

Xu Fei was standing in the courtyard of No. 26, holding a book, and drawing the layout diagram.

Two sets of yards have already been bought, and he gave up the price on the condition that the pile of rubbish be cleared out. This will be much brighter, and the rest of the earthen pots, wooden boards, flower pots, etc., are all he asked to keep.

The house is fairly solid, the windows are too broken, there is no running water, and there is a pressure well in the middle... The original appearance has long been mottled, and it was quiet and elegant back then.

He sketched and sketched in his notebook, thinking about how to arrange it so that it could not only reflect the chaos of the courtyard, but also reflect the beauty.

Art comes from life, but if it is completely followed by life, it will definitely lack aesthetic feeling. After all, TV dramas are appreciated by people.

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

Go west from Daju Hutong, enter Shique Hutong, then go west to Gulou East Street, go from Yandai Xie Street to Houhai, in short, go west to west and then go west... all the way west, you can reach the depth of Baihua.

About five kilometers.

As soon as he entered the alley, an old man called out, "Man, I have a call for you!"

"Who is it?"

"I wrote it down for you."

The old man came over with a small notebook in his hand, spat, and flipped through the pages, "Let me take a look, Zhongxi, surname Wu, phone XXXX."

"Remember, thank you!"

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

The capital has installed many coin-operated public telephones in recent years, and they have been covered one after another at alley entrances and community yards. One telephone is in charge of a neighborhood.

"Hey, Xiaodong, what's the matter?"

"All right, no problem, I told you earlier... don't wait for tomorrow, move now, I'll get a three-wheeled car to go there, and you should come back quickly... Well, it's done!"

Without saying a word, he immediately went over to help.

Just kidding, this one is Timely Rain in Kyoto, Yumian Xiaomengchang, Xu Feixu is a senior official!

…………

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

Looking at the two bright red lanterns, the couple felt complicated, always a little embarrassed, as if they were depending on others.

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

"We can go anywhere."

"Let's live in the east house. It has complete furniture, medium decoration, good lighting, convenient transportation, and you can live right away with your bags. It's just that the heating is almost lacking in winter, but the landlord provides briquettes, and there are free cats and dogs to pet. If you want me, I will live... "

Knowing their embarrassment, Xu Fei deliberately teased them, "This place is not far from the Central Theater Academy. You can come back to sleep after class. It's not good for me and Shen Lin to be alone."

"Get lost!" Shen Lin kicked him.

"Well, thank you so much this time. The matter came in such a hurry that we really couldn't find a place."

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

"We are all of revolutionary friendship, it's fake 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."

How much has to be accepted, otherwise the other party will feel even worse. Of course, there are people who are stinky and shameless, the more they take advantage, the happier they are.

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

The fire was fired in the kitchen that night, and Shen Lin showed off his culinary skills. After eating, the couple went into the house to get used to it, and Xu Fei went to the study to get busy with work.

He is used to thinking at night, especially when facing the red light in the yard, he has a special feeling.

There are several titles for this play: "The Old Yard", "Stories in the Hutong", etc., which have not been finalized yet.

The basic characters have already been revealed, and Xu Fei urged Liang Zuo to be a little bit more, don't name me like Qiongyao, what Yurou, Wanqing, Xiuze, Jiaxuan... must be plain and easy to say.

First of all, the old widower: surnamed Tao, an accountant of a state-owned unit, has retired. Rigorous and traditional personality, superficially stubborn, but not a one-size-fits-all rejection of new things, will secretly understand strange things.

Both son and daughter-in-law are working in other places, and they brought up their granddaughter by themselves.

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

Speaking of the first batch of models in China, in 1981, Pierre Cardin held a fashion show in China and selected some people to be models.

Later, the country's textile and clothing industry developed rapidly, and the Ministry of Textile Industry required some regions to set up performance teams to promote clothing products.

There are no professional colleges, and they are all selected from various companies. Men are over 1.78 meters and women are over 1.65 meters—according to the average height at the time.

After joining the performance team, the working relationship is still in the original unit, and the salary is also paid according to the original. Occasionally there are commercial performances, not many.

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

Secondly, the old widow: Dai Honghua, who retired from the literary and art unit, is forced to do things, and is a bit 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 business ability and talent, writes calligraphy well, and likes Chinese and foreign classics. He often feels sorry for himself for his unrecognized talents, is contaminated with the world of mortals, and is troubled by not being able to separate the house. He met his wife on a blind date, had no feelings for him, and loved his daughter.

Wife: Zhang Qiumei, a refreshing canteen auntie, a good cook, low-educated, well aware of her husband's perfunctory and indifference, but just doesn't say anything.

Daughter: Zhao Yanni, in her early ten years, a smart and kind little angel.

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

In his heart, he pursues art infinitely, dreams of becoming a big star, failed to pass the examination of drama troupe and film studio 800 times, loves to read miscellaneous books, has a little inventory in his stomach, and yearns for love.

Other supporting roles: including Dai Honghua's daughter, a young couple from out of town, the aunt of the neighborhood committee, the public security police, Bai Fendou's childhood friend - Zucchini and so on.

These people constitute the sentient beings of an alley.

"..."

Xu Fei scribbled a few lines, Asian Games, cross-strait relations, qigong, daylight saving time, power outages, temporary residence permits, migrant workers, break dancing, house allocation, anti-pornography, commodity prices, etc.

These are the key words in recent years.

The core of comedy is tragedy, life is ups and downs, and reality is difficult, but he does not intend to really engage in tragedy, he wants to see hope from difficulties and continue to live.

Teacher Xu's biggest wish is that when the show airs next year, the audience will find it a gift to say goodbye to 1987 while laughing out loud.

When mentioned by later generations, Xu Fei, the pioneer of Chinese sitcoms!

Oops, this comfort!

What is even more proud is that he has gathered the comedy talents of this era, and he really wrote the book by himself.

Needless to say, Liang Zuo and Chen Xiaoer, just Zheng Xiaolong, Li Xiaoming, Feng pants, Zhao Baogang, Chen Yanmin... which one is not a well-known figure.

Although it is not yet mature, sitcoms are not serials. A single episode of a story requires a flash of inspiration.

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

"ha!"

Xu Fei stretched his waist and looked out the window. The light in the east room was already off.

"Create a villain so early..."

He narrowed his eyes and sneaked out the door.

(Calling for names of new dramas...)