1980 My literary era

Lin Weimin didn't notice that while he was talking to the two girls, people kept poking their heads out of the surrounding cars.

After chatting for a while, we learned that both girls were students at Shuimu University. The university in Yanjing had its summer vacation a few days ago, and the reason why they went home now was because they took advantage of the holiday to spend a few days in Yanjing.

"Excuse me, are you Teacher Lin Weimin?" While Lin Weimin finished chatting with the girl, the young man who had been waiting aside for a while asked.

Before Lin Weimin could answer, the round-faced girl replied: "Yes, this is Teacher Lin. "Latent", "Cliff", "The Wind", "Speak Well", "Farewell My Concubine", "Horse" Author of "People" and "Chasing the Murderer."

Girl, why don't you wait to sign up for the dishes?

Lin Weimin's mind couldn't help but think of the group of star-chasing girls in later generations who educated passers-by on their own geige, and he felt a sense of shame in his heart.

"Is it really Teacher Lin? Hey!" The young man's face showed a bit of excitement. He turned his head and shouted towards the carriage: "It's really Lin Weimin!"

With his voice, four or five more heads popped up in the carriage.

"Is it really Teacher Lin?"

"Let's see! Let's see!"

The noise of several young men seemed to have opened the floodgates, and the passengers who had been listening to the noise all poked their heads out of the carriage.

After a few glances, some people couldn't see and started to get out of the carriage. Then one by one, more and more people came to the door of the carriage where Lin Weimin was.

"teacher LIN!"

"teacher LIN!"

I don’t know who shouted first. Everyone shouted Lin Weimin in unison. The young man who first saw Lin Weimin was squeezed to the front of the crowd and held Lin Weimin’s hand tightly.

"It's really Teacher Lin! Hey, I really had great luck when I went out today!"

"Teacher Lin, shake your hand!"

"Sign your name! Sign your name! Teacher Lin!"

Lin Weimin couldn't help but respond to everyone's requests. Seeing more and more people gathering, he could only shout: "Calm down, everyone, don't disturb the passengers in other carriages."

After Lin Weimin’s reminder, everyone’s voices became quieter, but asking for handshakes and signatures would definitely not be completed in a while. More and more people were gathering in the whole carriage, and there seemed to be people in other carriages not far away. He noticed the movement here and came over here.

"What's going on? What's going on?"

The uniformed train conductor dashed left and right among the crowd, finally breaking through the rush barrier and reaching the center of the noise.

"I'm really sorry, Comrade conductor!"

Lin Weimin had a somewhat apologetic smile on his face.

The train conductor had a serious look on his face, "Don't gather together if you have nothing to do. Why can't you leave if you do this to others? Is there any way to stay in the carriage?"

"Yes, yes, you are right."

Lin Weimin said to the people who crowded the aisle: "Everyone, stop crowding, don't cause trouble to others, listen to this train conductor."

Someone in the crowd shouted: "Teacher Lin, my girlfriend is still waiting for your autograph!"

Everyone burst into laughter.

Lin Weimin smiled helplessly, "I know, I know, I will definitely meet everyone's requirements. Come on, everyone lean aside. If you can't squeeze into the car, at least leave a space for everyone to walk."

Under his guidance, everyone moved away bit by bit, finally restoring order to the aisle.

The conductor wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "I don't know what you are doing in this hot day."

The young man at the head of the book was surprised and said, "Don't you know the co-author? This is the great writer Lin Weimin and Lin. Everyone is waiting to get his autograph and take photos."

Only then did the conductor realize. No wonder a bunch of people just kept shouting "Teacher Lin", and it turned out to be Teacher Lin.

"What about that, Teacher Lin, I am also your loyal reader!"

The young man was unhappy, "Hey, let me tell you, it's first come, first served!"

The train conductor ignored the young man's words and looked at both ends of the carriage. It seemed that there were still passengers who had heard the message and were rushing towards this side.

"Teacher Lin, where will you stop?"

"Yantai!"

"I don't think this is the solution. There are still people coming this way. I'll ask my colleagues to calm things down. You can cooperate with these comrades readers and try not to cause commotion."

Lin Weimin nodded, "Don't worry, Comrade Train Conductor, I will definitely cooperate with you in your work."

The train conductor nodded, wiped away the large group of people lined up on the aisle, and then called a colleague. The two of them blocked one door each, going in and out, at least ensuring order.

It was just a hardship for Lin Weimin. Passengers came one after another to join in the fun, shaking hands, signing autographs, and taking many photos together.

When going out, some passengers brought cameras with them, so they naturally couldn’t miss the opportunity to take photos.

The people nearby looked at me and said, "That's great. Let's discuss it with the person with the camera. I'll give you some money, and you can take a photo for me, leave your address, and send it to me after the photo is developed."

"Come on, come on, Teacher Lin, smile, don't be so stiff. Oh, yes, yes, yes!" A passenger turned into a photographer and instead of directing passengers who were asking for autographs and photos, he kept directing Lin Weimin.

After taking photos for more than half an hour, Lin Weimin's face froze with laughter, almost catching up with the mascot in the amusement park.

Several colleagues and Shi Tiesheng in the car behind him witnessed the whole process, laughing so hard that they were out of breath.

On this trip to Yantai, everyone has another thing to talk about.

Not to mention that people are afraid of being famous, but people are afraid of being strong. Teacher Lin has made outstanding contributions to the source of gossip for the Chinese Literature Society.

The entire morning was spent almost all shaking hands, signing autographs, and taking photos.

Seeing that the time had reached noon and there were only a few people left in the carriage, Lin Weimin breathed a sigh of relief and could finally take a rest.

After the last aunt in her fifties was served away, Lin Weimin was about to sit down and take a sip of water when he saw the train conductor coming over with a smile on his face and a few books in his hand.

"teacher LIN……"

Yes, this one is not bad.

After understanding the conductor, Lin Weimin looked up and saw a row of uniformed conductors.

"..."

After being busy for almost half an hour, I finally calmed down completely.

Lin Weimin drank a large pot of water and noticed the scattered things on the berth, "What are these?"

"This was a gift from the loyal readers just now!"

Only then did Lin Weimin remember that he had been there to sign autographs and take photos. Many people enthusiastically gave away things, most of which were food. Lin Weimin refused. In order not to affect the efficiency of signing and taking photos, he could only ask his colleagues to accept them.

"Come on, let's all have a taste." Lin Weimin distributed these things to everyone.

Liu Yin joked: "It's better to come out with Weimin. Look, there are so many delicious food, all for free."

"If I don't call him a great writer, I will consider him a citizen when I go on business trips in the future."

Yao Shuzhi and Liu Yin sang in harmony without forgetting to eat.

At this time, Qin Chaoyang stretched his head into the carriage, "What's wrong? I heard that we were blocked just now for the sake of the people?"

Liu Yin's eyebrows danced with excitement: "Oh, editor-in-chief, you didn't notice the scene just now. You are indeed the number one in our Chinese Literature Society for the people..."

"Hey, hey, I'm still here, can you calm down a little?"

Liu Yin changed his mind, "He is indeed a great writer in our Chinese Literature Society, and his mass base is nothing to say. Come on, editor-in-chief, and have a piece of roasted sweet potato, all given by enthusiastic readers."

Qin Chaoyang bit the sweet potato and said cheerfully: "Not bad, not bad, the food has been richer along the way."

"Editor-in-Chief, why don't you learn from them?" Lin Weimin said helplessly.

Everyone laughed.

During lunch, Lin Weimin handed something to Shi Tiesheng, "Tiesheng, eat more."

"Just eat this much."

Shi Tiesheng waved his hand. He was afraid of going to the toilet after eating and drinking too much.

"It's okay, it's only half a trip away. We have so many young and strong guys!" Lin Weimin said.

Zhu Changsheng also said: "Yes, you can eat and drink without fear. Come out and relax, don't think so much."

Liu Yin joked: "Why do you come out to play? We are all here to work."

Everyone couldn't help but smile. If the colleagues who stayed behind in Yanjing heard this, they would probably want to beat them up.

In the afternoon, after the initial excitement of going on a long trip had passed, some people began to doze off, and Lin Weimin carried Shi Tiesheng back to the soft sleeper compartment.

He was noisy in the hard bed for a long time, and he didn't get much rest.

It got dark in a blink of an eye, and after dinner, everyone started chatting again. From time to time, readers came to Lin Weimin to sign autographs and take photos, which lasted until evening.

The train was wandering on the rails, and the carriage gradually became quiet, and everyone fell asleep.

It was around four or five in the morning when we arrived at Yantai Station, and it was still dark. A group of people got off the bus in confusion. When they got to the exit, they saw someone holding a sign saying "Editorial Department of "Contemporary"".

This time "Contemporary" holds a pen conference, there are two co-organizers, one is the Ludong Literary Association and the other is YT City. The people who came to pick up people today are people from YT City.

For this "Contemporary" pen conference, YT City specially coordinated two Hino buses. The landlord's friendship is quite sincere.

After taking the bus all the way to the Dongshan Hotel, and settling everyone down, Lin Weimin met with the comrades from the Ludong Literary and Art Association, the Yantai Literary and Art Association and the municipal government who were responsible for this PEN event.

After breakfast, he took Zhu Changsheng back to the train station, followed by two comrades from the Cultural Association in the car.

The writers invited today are coming from all over the country, and they have to be picked up at the train station.

When they arrived at the train station, Lin Weimin asked everyone to sleep in the car for a while while he waited for people at the exit with a sign.

Just as he was yawning, Lin Weimin looked at a figure with a scruffy hairstyle and cool clothes coming out of the station. He quickly waved his hand.

"Teacher Lin!" Yu Hua ran over quickly, with an excited expression on his face, as if he were seeing a relative, "I can count on seeing you!"

"You guys came early enough!"

"Isn't this just a response to the editorial department's call? What the train did for me on this day was even more tiring than going to work!"

Lin Weimin glanced at Yu Hua, in your class, why isn't it as tiring as in other classes?

That's all for today.