北京人艺昔日的辉煌是如此耀眼,长久以来,人们把她当作中国话剧艺术的殿堂,如同麦加,朝圣的路上,圣徒络绎不绝,我便是其中之一员。说起来有些遥远了,上一次全国剧代会似乎是1985年,北京代表团住在西直门里的一个宾馆,一天夜里,时因《丹心谱》庄济生一角走红的修宗迪,拉我到英若诚房间里喝酒,在座还有朱旭。那时的英若诚正担任人艺剧本组组长,修宗迪有意推荐我为人艺写本子。英若诚自是精明,几句客套之后,呷了一口酒,切入正题。他毫不含蓄地宣称,人艺挑选剧本 The past glory of Peking Opera is so dazzling. For a long time, people regard her as the hall of Chinese drama art. Like Mecca, pilgrimage, the flock is full of saints. I am one of them. Speaking a bit far away, the last National Drama Conference seemed to be a guesthouse of a Beijing delegation living in Xizhimen in 1985. One night, when Zong Zongdi at the corner of “Dan Xinpu” Zhuang Jisheng drew me to Yingruo Cheng Room In the drinking, there Zhu Xu. At that time, Ying Ruocheng was acting as head of human drama, and Xun Zongdi intended to recommend me to write a book for art. If the British sincere if smart, after a few polite, a sip of wine, cut into the question. He implicitly declared that art selected the script