1980 My literary era

The novel "Lover" is considered special among Lin Weimin's works, both in terms of content and experience.

The name of the Chinese Literature Society is not good at all. It cannot let itself be as free as other literary magazines.

For example, "Everyone" published Mo Yan's "Feng*Fei*". The title alone was accused of being too obscene, and then it was criticized by one-sided public opinion. In the end, it even escalated to personal attacks and attacks on Mo Yan. Political stance attacks.

As a result, "Everyone" turned to award the literary award of that year to Mo Yan. Not only the award, but also a bonus, which was not much, 100,000 yuan.

The one hundred thousand yuan in the 1990s should be worth several million 20 years later.

Aren’t you willing to scold?

Then scold!

Even if I lower my head, I lose.

It was not until a few years later, in the new millennium, that Mo Yan's novel, with its controversial title and content, gained widespread recognition.

"Boss, how do you calculate the royalties?"

Meng Weizai glared at Lin Weimin angrily, "I will never forget your royalties!"

"What's wrong, I just rely on this thing to make a living!" Lin Weimin muttered.

"5 meters per word."

Lin Weimin rolled his eyes and said, "Leader, this price is a bit low based on the market conditions in Xiangjiang, right?"

"Do you still know the market situation in Xiangjiang?" Meng Weizai said in surprise.

"I don't know." Lin Weimin shook his head simply.

Meng Weizai laughed angrily at him, "If you dare to be in love, just rely on Meng?"

"Just say it, right?"

From Meng Weizai's introduction to the founding background of "Bafang" just now, Lin Weimin roughly knew that this publication probably had little money.

Moreover, in later generations, Xiangjiang was basically a literary desert. It was only because some old-school literati wandered in Xiangjiang in the first half of this century that Xiangjiang gained some literary flair in the past few decades.

However, this kind of culture quickly dissipated after entering the 1990s.

The 1980s should be regarded as the last glory of Xiangjiang literature.

Meng Weizai couldn't lie either, "It's indeed a bit low!"

"But it's higher than what you get now, right?"

The "now" Meng Weizai refers to is the royalties Lin Weimin received from publishing in the Mainland.

"Leader, you can't compare like that. Xiangjiang, that's capitalism, shouldn't I get more royalties? This is also to earn foreign exchange for the country, and it is to contribute to the construction of the great motherland!"

"Go, go! It's full of weird things!" Meng Weizai began to blast Lin Weimin impatiently.

As a leader, it is a basic skill to fall out at once.

Anyway, the manuscript matter has been discussed, and I am not afraid of Lin Weimin making another mistake.

Lin Weimin walked away with a smile (ma) and a smile (lie).

The next weekend, Lin Weimin made an appointment with Ma Dudu and went to a foreign trade store to browse the goods, spending more than 10,000 yuan.

After a busy day, Lin Weimin treated Ma Dudu to dinner. Compared with the lavish spending in the morning, the lunch was much more modest. Teacher Lin treated Ma Dudu to Fengzeyuan, which is also an old restaurant in Yanjing.

Last time, Ma Dudu gave the editorial director of "Youth Literature" a slap in the face for publishing Lin Weimin's "Chasing the Murderer", and now he is thriving in the editorial department.

When Lin Weimin asked him to come out this time, he was so happy that he ran away.

If for no other reason than Teacher Lin’s help in his career, Ma Dudu had to climb hard for it.

What's more, going out with Teacher Lin is really enlightening!

The price is tens of thousands or tens of thousands at a time, and capitalists in the old society didn't have such a way to buy it. Ma Dudu was full of admiration and admiration for Lin Weimin in his heart.

He also likes to play with antiques, but he mainly focuses on watching, which is called learning, but in fact he has no money.

If he had money, he would definitely not buy calligraphy and painting. It was too expensive.

It looks inconspicuous, costing a few yuan or more per foot, but if it were really a painting, just one sketch would be enough to cover his salary for one or two months.

Is this something he can play?

Only a big writer like Teacher Lin who is not short of money can afford it.

In the 1980s, the domestic antique collection industry was still in a sluggish state. On the contrary, modern calligraphy and painting have remained at a high level compared with the income of ordinary people.

"We've almost bought the paintings. Next time we have time, let's go to the Friendship Store to get some antiques." Lin Weimin said while eating.

Ma Dudu was overjoyed, Teacher Lin, you finally remembered this thing.

Ma Dudu is not very accomplished in the appreciation of calligraphy and painting. On the contrary, he is more familiar with knowledge of ceramics, jade, miscellaneous antiques and other antiques.

Lin Weimin plans to collect these things, and his professional knowledge can finally be put to some use.

Moreover, these days, the items in various foreign trade stores and trust stores have been authenticated and are 100% authentic. Ma Dudu followed Lin Weimin to buy things, which was also a kind of learning.

After all, he is only in his twenties now and is not the great collector in later generations.

Ma Dudu thought about the scene where Teacher Lin walked into the Friendship Store and spent a lot of money, and almost drooled. Those were all good things!

He also gave Lin Weimin's collecting style a name - "bold collector".

They are probably in the same line as the "bold and unrestrained poets".

What stands out is a trench.

While chatting, Lin Weimin heard the people at the table next to him discussing the Maxim Western Restaurant that was about to open this month.

Pierre Cardin, the French guy who held a fashion show at the Yanjing Hotel two years ago, is doing something wrong again recently.

In 1981, he bought the Maxim restaurant in Paris, which was about to go bankrupt, for $1.5 million.

As soon as he turned around, he made a cool move. This guy actually moved the Maxim Western Restaurant to Yanjing.

In fact, it’s not like moving, it’s equivalent to opening a branch.

At No. 2 Chongwenmen West Street, a prime location in the prime location of Yanjing City, Maxim Western Restaurant will officially open to the public on the 26th of this month. The recent advertisement has become well known to the people of Yanjing, women and children.

"This time Lao Mo can't get up!" said one person.

"Old Mo is nothing! To put it nicely, it's Western food, but to put it badly, it's Russian food. Even the new overseas Chinese are the same. Maxim's is a serious French food!"

Another person's mouth was full of contempt for Lao Mo and longing for Maxim. Those who didn't know it thought Maxim was owned by their family.

Lin Weimin thought that when his little girlfriend came to Yanjing, he could take her out for a meal.

It’s been half a year since I last saw you. Teacher Lin is so miserable!

Two days later, Tong Zhonggui came to the office to help in the afternoon, and Lin Weimin handed him a fee bill.

"Teacher Lin, this..."

"Fees slip!"

"So fast?"

Lin Weimin smiled and said, "Can I still get no benefits from working in the editorial department?"

Tong Zhonggui knew that this must be Teacher Lin's help. He took the manuscript fee bill and said happily: "Thank you, Teacher Lin!"

"Thank you for nothing, this is all the result of your labor!"

This is not the first fee bill Tong Zhonggui has received in his life, but it is the largest one he has received.

30 yuan.

"Memories of the Mulberry Garden" is a short story with a total word count of less than 5,000 words. The fee of 6 yuan per 1,000 words is the basic price for a newcomer.

But for Tong Zhonggui, who is still a student, this amount of money is not a small amount.

The two poems he had previously published on "Flying Sky" and "Stars" together cost less than 30 yuan!

Tong Zhonggui was filled with excitement after receiving this royalties, not only because of the money, but also because he saw a certain possibility in himself, a possibility that could determine the future.

This excitement lasted throughout the afternoon. Before it was time to get off work, Lin Weimin greeted Tong Zhonggui and said that he had nothing to do today and asked him to leave first.

Tong Zhonggui packed up his things and politely greeted the teachers in the editorial department before leaving the office.

After leaving the back building, the sun was shining brightly outside. It was just four o'clock this time, so I could take out the royalties while the post office was not closed.

Thinking of this, Tong Zhonggui was a little excited again. He trotted out of the Chinese Literature Society compound. There was a post office not far from No. 166 Chaonei Street.

After coming out of the post office, Tong Zhonggui had three more unity cards in his bag.

After withdrawing the money, the first thing that came to his mind was to buy books.

I took the bus to the Chinese Bookstore in Xidan Shopping Mall. As soon as I entered the door, I saw a pile of books piled in the middle, so I could choose at will.

A whole year's worth of "Dushu" magazines, a whole year's worth of "Foreign Literature and Art", and "World Literature" magazines are all on sale, and the cheapest "Dushu" only costs a little over ten cents, which is like picking up for free.

Tong Zhonggui picked out a thick stack of "World Literature". The original price of each copy was 70 cents, but the special price was 35 cents. So a thick stack only cost a little over 4 yuan.

He went to the bookcase inside and picked out a few more books. Shanghai Translation Publishing House published four volumes of "Selected Works of Foreign Modernists", Huacheng Publishing House published "In the Penal Colony" and "A Rose for Emily", and "The Masses". Publisher's "A Gun for Sale".

After a big purchase, one of the three pieces of unity was missing before they were even warmed up, but Tong Zhonggui didn't care at all.

There were too many books to pack. On the No. 22 bus back to school, he held a stack of books in both hands and leaned against the railing, leaning back slightly to prevent himself from falling.

It doesn't matter if you fall down, don't break the book.

Gangwa City, Xisi, Pinganli, Huguo Temple, Xinjiekou...

When they arrived at Huokou, there were still two stops to go to Yan Normal University, so Tong Zhonggui got off the bus early.

There is Hefeng Baozi Shop here. Because it is very close to Yan'an Normal University and is the only restaurant open all night in the surrounding area, it is very popular among the teachers and students of Yan's Normal University.

Hefeng is called Baozi Shop. It mainly sells steamed buns and also provides cold dishes and beer.

Tong Zhonggui ordered a pound of meat buns, a pound of vegetable buns, two cold dishes, and four liters of beer. The beer here is in bulk at 56 cents a liter. It cost Tong Zhonggui 4 yuan and 80 cents to buy these things. , and two kilograms of food stamps.

After carrying his things out and still holding the book in his hand, Tong Zhonggui walked all the way back to Yan Normal University, not far from Yan Normal University.

The Normal University is located in Beitaipingzhuang, which now belongs to the suburban area of ​​Yanjing.

The one with the most entrances is the bus stop on the roadside. It has red and yellow iron stop signs and a row of iron railings. It is a transfer station for many buses.

You can often see rows of passengers waiting here, with different expressions, either silent or active. Tong Zhonggui has always felt that this scene has a literary quality, and if he has the chance, he plans to write this scene into a novel.

When I walked into the school, I passed by several students from time to time. I saw two hands holding a thick stack of books and still carrying a pile of food. My eyes were full of envy.

If you want material food, you have material food; if you want spiritual food, you have spiritual food.

Tong Zhonggui walked on campus with a tall and straight posture. His hands were obviously tired and sore, but he did not feel tired at all.

Tonight, he was going to have a drink and talk about his literary dreams with the good brothers in the dormitory.

By the way, the most important thing is to tell them about Teacher Lin's latest masterpiece, which he secretly saw while fishing in the office these two days.

Exclusive secret, extremely exciting!

Tong Zhonggui's heart was filled with fire.