1980 My literary era

The next morning.

Lin Weimin called Yu Hua to the office, carefully explained to him the precautions for revising the manuscript, and then returned the manuscript filled with comments to him.

The ending of "Stars" needs major changes, but that doesn't mean that other parts don't need to be modified.

Looking at the dense annotations on the manuscript, Yu Hua was deeply moved and full of admiration for Lin Weimin's serious and dedicated attitude.

"That's it. You go back to the dormitory to revise the draft first. If there's anything you don't understand or can't figure out, talk to me."

"Okay, Teacher Lin, I understand."

Yu Hua nodded towards Lin Weimin and left the office.

After a busy morning, Lin Weimin went to the corridor to play table tennis after lunch.

He continued working in the afternoon. During a break in reviewing manuscripts, Lin Weimin raised his head to soothe his cervical vertebrae, wondering whether Yu Hua could correct the manuscript.

In the Chinese Literature Society, writers from other places come to revise manuscripts almost every month. Those who are very efficient can revise the manuscripts in a week. If the efficiency is low, it may not be improved in a few months.

Many people even revised their manuscripts to the point of collapse. The manuscripts became worse and worse as they were revised, and the editor had no choice but to give up.

When it was almost time to get off work, everyone in the office put down their work and started chatting.

"Teacher Lin!" Yu Hua knocked on the office door.

"Yu Hua is here, is there anything you can't figure out?" Lin Weimin asked with a smile.

Yu Hua smiled shyly, holding the manuscript in his hand, and said to Lin Weimin: "Teacher Lin, I have finished revising it."

"Oh, has the change been completed? It has been changed. Oh, it has been changed..." Lin Weimin reacted as he spoke, and his voice rose several ranges, "Has the change been completed?"

Yu Hua nodded with a simple expression and said, "Yes, the changes are completed."

"this……"

Lin Weimin hesitantly took the manuscript handed over by Yu Hua.

The reaction of other colleagues in the office was no better than that of Lin Weimin, and they all looked at Yu Hua with a bit of surprise.

"Stars" is a short story with not long content. It took Lin Weimin more than 20 minutes to read it.

Then he raised his head and looked at Yu Hua, who was looking at him expectantly.

"Teacher Lin, what do you think of the changes?"

Lin Weimin was hit hard. He originally thought he would have a younger brother, but looking at his current state, this younger brother is a bit fierce!

"Teacher Rong, you happen to be here. Please help Yu Hua take a look."

Lin Weimin did not answer Yu Hua's words, and handed the manuscript to Rong Shihui.

Yu Hua looked at Lin Weimin's movements and wondered what he meant.

Rong Shihui's expression became even more surprised until he finished reading the manuscript of "Stars".

"Yes, Not Bad."

Hearing his comments, Yu Hua said excitedly: "Teacher, can my manuscript be published?"

Lin Weimin said: "Don't worry. Manuscripts are reviewed and proofread three times, and there is still the editor-in-chief test that needs to be passed."

"oh."

Lin Weimin stood up and patted Yu Hua on the shoulder, "You can do it! I really didn't realize how efficient you are!"

Yu Hua smiled and said, "Mr. Lin, your comments are so detailed. Isn't it too stupid if I don't change it?"

"Haha!" Lin Weimin smiled and said nothing, his eyes rolling around his colleagues. As expected, these people all had different expressions.

Lin Weimin learned step by step how to annotate review comments on manuscripts from his old editors.

If writers could really complete the revision work quickly and well with review comments, then everyone’s workload would not be as heavy as it is now.

Yu Hua's words are indeed a bit Versailles. He doesn't know the real situation of writers revising manuscripts these days.

When it comes to revising manuscripts, no one in the editorial department is worried.

"Okay. The manuscript has been revised well. I'll go back and wait for the editor to read it. If there are no problems, it will be approved and then it can be published." Lin Weimin said to Hua.

"Great!" Yu Hua jumped up happily.

Everyone in the office looked at him and couldn't help but compare him with Lin Weimin. They were both twenty years old. In the past, they always felt that Lin Weimin was out of touch, like a monkey.

Now it seems that Weimin is still mature, he just bounces around a few times.

After Hua was happy, Lin Weimin said again: "You can have a good time in Yanjing these days. I will tell you when the manuscript is confirmed."

"Okay, Teacher Lin."

Yu Hua left the office happily.

Liu Yin said with a smile: "What kind of master is the same as his apprentice! I didn't expect that this little boy is also a quick shooter."

Other colleagues suddenly laughed. Lin Weimin's efficiency in writing is now recognized not only by the editorial department of "Contemporary", but also in the society.

No one thought that even Lin Weimin, the author in charge, would have such efficiency.

Lin Weimin couldn't help but smile and shook his head after listening to everyone's teasing.

He didn't expect things to turn out like this.

He couldn't help but sigh, talent is really unreasonable!

After work in the evening, Lin Weimin rode his bike to Renyi after dinner.

During the Chinese New Year, the rehearsals for "The Intouchables" were suspended for a period of time, and are now being rehearsed intensively.

Arriving at the rehearsal venue, Lin Weimin said hello to everyone. The actors were walking on the stage, and Lin Weimin sat next to director Ouyang Shanzun.

After chatting for a while, Ouyang Shanzun said: "Teacher Lin, I heard you are writing a notebook in your hand?"

Lin Weimin thought that the teacher should have told him about this.

"Well, that's good. It was originally a novel I just wrote. The teacher thought it was good, so he asked me to write a version of the script to see if it could be used by others."

Ouyang Shanzun said happily: "It can be used, it can definitely be used. Teacher Lin, your script must be fine."

Lin Weimin smiled and said: "Director, your confidence in me is a bit blind!"

Lan Yinhai on the side said: "The director is not blind. He watched our production of "The Intouchables" from beginning to end. He knows your strength very well, Mr. Lin."

The sedan chair was carried by everyone. Faced with the compliments of the two seniors, Lin Weimin acted very calmly, mainly because he had heard too many such words during this period.

"You two have done a great job."

After a few jokes, everyone turned their attention to the actors on the stage.

After two months of rehearsals, the actors were able to fully restore the essence of the script, even better than Lin Weimin expected.

"A few more days of rehearsals should be enough. The hospital plans to hold a performance later this month." Ouyang Shanzun said.

After hearing the good news, Lin Weimin felt happy, "I really want to see the performance as soon as possible. Everyone's performance is so wonderful. It will definitely receive rave reviews when the time comes."

Lan Yinhai said: "The main reason is that the script is good."

Lin Weimin said embarrassedly: "Teacher Lan, you always say that, I can hardly stay in this rehearsal venue anymore."