1980 My literary era

Li Guangfu has never regarded decoration as his main business. It is a great thing that he can earn half a year's income with extra money.

The most important thing is that Teacher Lin is an open-minded person. He can’t spend the foreign exchange coupons in his hand. If you need it, just ask him. It’s not too convenient.

Even though Li Guangfu seemed to have helped a lot by helping Mr. Lin decorate his house, in fact, because he could often obtain foreign exchange coupons, Li Guangfu also became a celebrity among his relatives and friends.

Therefore, for Li Guangfu, it was very worthwhile for him to help Teacher Lin.

The renovation of the courtyard house has reached this stage, and it will be almost winter before it can be tidied up. In addition, the basement still needs to be dehumidified, so it will be difficult to put things in this year.

Lin Weimin and Li Guangfu were chatting and found a restaurant to have some food.

During the conversation, they talked about Han Zhuangzhuang's house. Li Guangxu said enthusiastically: "Everyone in the courtyard heard that Zhuang Zhuang found a foreign girlfriend. He has never met the real person. The rumors are spreading."

"That's what happened. His girlfriend used to study at Yenching University and is now a foreign teacher at Yenching University."

"Hey, your family is full of cultural people."

Lin Weimin complained in his heart: Does Zhuang Zhuang count?

After eating, Lin Weimin sent Li Guangfu home specially, and then drove back to Shichahai.

The next day, the Chinese Literature Society.

The editorial department's recent focus has been on the selected novel series, and the office is much busier than the past few days.

Before getting off work in the afternoon, Lin Weimin ran away first. He was going to Renyi today to watch the rehearsal of "Let the Bullets Fly."

When I came to the front building to pick up the car, I saw a young man with small eyes and a sharp face squatting at the door of the Chinese Literature Society with a sad face.

Lin Weimin took a look at him and found a stack of paper between his waist and abdomen. It was probably a manuscript that had been rejected by the front office.

As soon as Lin Weimin walked over, he seemed to think of something again, stopped and looked at the young man.

"Comrade!"

The young man raised his head. Thirty years later, if he had these small eyes, he would be considered a handsome guy in Korean aesthetics.

"Come here to submit a manuscript?" Lin Weimin asked.

The young man with small eyes and sharp face glanced at Lin Weimin and nodded, "Yes."

"Looking at you like this, the manuscript was not accepted?"

The young man didn't say anything. If you don't know how to chat, just stop talking. Isn't this nonsense?

Sensing the young man's little emotion, Lin Weimin thought nothing of it and asked with a smile: "Can I take a look at the manuscript?"

The young man raised his head again and looked at Lin Weimin.

He looks younger than himself, but he is in the Chinese Literature Society after all, so he might be the editor of that editorial office.

With the mentality of treating a dead horse as a living horse, the young man took the manuscript out of his arms and handed it to Lin Weimin.

Lin Weimin glanced at the first page of the manuscript, and it seemed that he recognized the face correctly.

"Stop squatting here, come to our office and sit for a while, so I can read the manuscript."

By chance, he happened to meet a later celebrity who had his manuscript rejected. Lin Weimin didn't plan to join the People's Art Publishing House anymore, so he took the other person back to the editorial office.

The young man was slightly stunned when he saw the word "contemporary" in the editorial department's mouth, and then followed Lin Weimin into the office.

"Hey, Weimin, why are you back?"

Colleagues were a little surprised to see Lin Weimin who had left early and returned. When they saw the young man behind him and the manuscript in his hand, they immediately realized the situation and their eyes were full of curiosity.

When the young man heard everyone calling Lin Weimin's name, he seemed to realize something. His breathing became rapid and he was a little excited, but he forced himself to calm down.

While Lin Weimin was flipping through the manuscript, his colleagues surrounded the young man in a friendly manner.

Nowadays, everyone is extremely sensitive to Lin Weimin's retrieval of authors and works from the editorial department through various places, because this often means that "Contemporary" is likely to unearth another piece of diamond.

Young people who have never seen much of the world, facing many editors who are approachable, reveal all their information without hiding anything.

He was professionally assigned to the Labor Reform Bureau of the Yanjing Municipal Public Security Bureau and became a glorious prison guard.

My family lives opposite the Chinese Literature Society. I passed by the Chinese Literature Society when I was working last year, and the idea of ​​writing a book suddenly came to my mind.

After holding it in for more than a year at home, he really let him hold it in and come up with this novel.

Without thinking twice, he came directly to the Chinese Literature Society with enthusiasm. Unexpectedly, his manuscript was rejected directly.

After listening to the young man's account, several colleagues felt a little embarrassed.

You, a prison guard, have never published even a short story before, but you want to write a book when you look at the door of our Chinese Literature Society when you go out?

The more you listen to this style, the more familiar it becomes.

When an editor is evil, the authors he picks up are also more evil than the last.

"Okay, what are you doing? When did you get into this habit? An author I don't know comes back. Do you need to check it out first?"

Lin Weimin drove away several colleagues and met the expectant eyes of the young people.

"Well, I heard you chatting with them just now. Let's call you Xiao Lu!"

"Teacher Lin, you..." Xiao Lu stood up quickly when he saw Lin Weimin talking.

He had already guessed Lin Weimin's identity from the moment he saw the word "Contemporary" and heard the name "Weimin" when he entered the door.

"Don't be nervous!" Lin Weimin waved his hand and asked the other party to sit down. He spread the manuscript on the table, considered it and said, "This novel of yours is indeed a bit lacking."

Hearing what Lin Weimin said, the young man's face suddenly showed a disappointed look.

I had just been rejected once in the afternoon. I thought my luck would come when I met Lin Weimin, but I didn't expect my manuscript to be rejected.

"Don't be too discouraged. I read your novel. It has more than 400,000 words at least. Just being able to control such a long work already shows your writing ability. Your novel There is no problem with the storytelling, but the ideological quality is quite different."

Lin Weimin did not expect that one day he would use the word "ideological" as a basis for rejecting a manuscript. Seeing that the other party looked a little puzzled, he added: "Let's put it this way, your novel is a very good one." It is a popular work, but if it is to be published as a literary work in a literary magazine like "Contemporary", it is not satisfactory."

When Lin Weimin said this, the young man had completely given up.

He put away the manuscript on the table and bowed slightly to Lin Weimin, "Thank you for your opinion. I will revise it when I get back."

He was about to turn around, but was stopped by Lin Weimin, "Young man, don't be anxious, you have to listen to everything you say."

The young man looked at Lin Weimin with confusion on his face.

What I just said is quite clear. This manuscript does not meet your acceptance standards.

"As I said just now, your novel is generally very popular. Although it does not meet the publishing standards of our "Contemporary" publication, we are currently planning a "Selected Contemporary Novels Series".

The collection mainly includes works published in previous years and those regrets that were not adopted. I would like to put your novel into the book series. What do you think? "

After Lin Weimin said this, the young man was overjoyed.

"Book series? Teacher Lin, do you mean that my novel can be published?"

Lin Weimin shook his head and said: "To be precise, it should be publishing. The book series is not a publication, but a published book."

I don’t care whether it’s published or not, as long as it can be printed!

The young man held Lin Weimin's hand with excitement, "Thank you, thank you, thank you, Teacher Lin!"

Lin Weimin pulled his hand out with all his strength, "Okay, okay, don't get excited yet..."

After appeasing the young man's emotions, Lin Weimin then reminded him that he had not completely read the manuscript and made a bold decision to adopt it.

In the future, young people will inevitably be needed to cooperate in revising manuscripts, but this will have to be decided after colleagues in the editorial department have reviewed the manuscript.

For young people, it is a blessing to have their novels published.

Revise the draft? Isn't that what it should be?

Anyway, his home is opposite the Chinese Literature Society. If you have any questions, you can communicate at any time. It is not too convenient.

After talking about the manuscript, Lin Weimin sent the young man away.

When he came back, Lin Weimin found that the manuscript on the table was gone.

He turned around and looked for it, and found it in He Qizhi's hand.

Liu Yin shook his head, with a sigh in his tone, "I just don't understand, why are the authors and works you found for Weimin so unfair?"

"What do you mean by that?" Lin Weimin said dissatisfied.

"That means you are a crooked person! Didn't you hear that?" Yao Shuzhi teased.

Colleagues burst into laughter.

Over there, He Qizhi, who had just read the first tens of thousands of words, raised his head.

"Weimin, I think your current requirements are a little too high? If it is based on the quality at the beginning, it is actually not impossible to publish it in our publication."

Lin Weimin said with a smile: "As for the book series, I actually have some considerations."

Everyone looked serious when they saw him saying this.

"I have told you before that our long-form book series this time is not only to screen out the works that have been published, but also to select those works that have been left behind, including works that have been waiting for a long time for publication. Of course, this is to shorten the publication period of manuscripts. factors, but more importantly, it is to give readers a sense of freshness.

In addition, as you screen manuscripts these days, you may also find that the works I want to keep are more popular works.

The book series is old wine in new bottles. If it were all old wine, the taste would be bland and it would be boring to drink.

The emphasis on popularity is to distinguish it from our "Contemporary". Our series of books is not only to delineate the previous readership group, but also to open up new readers.

Xiao Lu's novel could indeed have been published if the overall standard was lower, but I think it would be better to just put it in a book series.

As long as the sales of the book series can meet expectations, I believe that the bonus for Xiao Lu will not be weaker than that published in "Contemporary". "

After listening to Lin Weimin's thoughts, the colleagues pondered for a moment and had to admit that Lin Weimin's thoughts were much higher than everyone else's.

He considers issues from the perspective of the editorial department as a whole, not just from the perspective of the manuscript level.

No wonder the society would consider adding more responsibilities to him!

He Qizhi sighed inwardly, stroking Xiao Lu's manuscript with one hand, and there were four words clearly written on the first page.

Just two updates today. I'm so tired, I have to slow down.