1980 My literary era

Wei Junyi's departure and Cheng Wanchun's appointment as editor-in-chief indicate that Chinese Literature Society is about to enter a new history.

Yan Wenjing's retirement has been confirmed, and the choice of the president's successor has become the hottest topic in the Chinese Literature Society.

The last article of Cheng's "Three Kings" series, "King of Children", was submitted to "Contemporary" and was highly praised by the editors as always.

Lin Weimin stopped Acheng, who was about to rush back to work, and said, "The three novels "The King of Chess", "The King of Trees" and "The King of Children" can be considered your masterpieces. There is something I want to discuss with you."

Ah Cheng didn't know what Lin Weimin wanted to discuss with him, "You tell me."

"Before "The King of Chess" was not published, I told you about publishing it in a collection. Now "The King of Chess", "The King of Trees", and "The King of Children" have all been written, but if they were published separately, there would be very little content. Some.

The editorial department has previously published a "Selected Series of Contemporary Novels", and recently I plan to publish a "Selected Series of Contemporary Novels" as well.

In terms of word count, these three novels of yours all rely on novellas. It would be unfair to include them in short stories. I plan to include them all. Do you have any objections?

We will determine the manuscript fee based on the number of prints and will not be too low. "

As soon as Lin Weimin mentioned the royalties, Ah Cheng perked up and asked, "How much can you give me?"

"Your three articles add up to 70,000 to 80,000 words, so the manuscript fee won't be too much, probably a thousand dollars!"

Cheng's eyes suddenly lit up, "Okay, that's great! What do you need from me?"

"If necessary, we will let you know."

"good."

After Ah Cheng finished speaking and was about to go out, he suddenly remembered something and said to Lin Weimin: "Xie Jin is going to film "Furong Town"!"

"Where did you get the news?"

"He was a guest at my dad's house that day and he brought up this topic. Your movie "Farewell My Concubine"..."

Gu Hua's "Furong Town" and Lin Weimin's "Farewell My Concubine" were both winners of the first Yan Bing Literary Award in 1982, and they also received buzzing responses.

But in Acheng's opinion, the format of "Farewell My Concubine" is much larger than that of "Furong Town", and it is more suitable for film adaptation.

Cheng didn't understand Xie Jin's decision to film "Furong Town" instead of "Farewell My Concubine".

"He came to see me once before, but we didn't get together." Lin Weimin explained.

Not only did Xie Fei come to Lin Weimin to talk about "Horse Trapper", Xie Jin also came to Lin Weimin to talk about "Farewell My Concubine", but unfortunately they couldn't reach an agreement.

Hearing Lin Weimin's words, Acheng nodded, indicating that he understood.

Nowadays, a large part of domestic movies are adapted from novels, and many of them are scripts adapted by writers themselves.

Almost all of the works of a writer with Lin Weimin's achievements and status have been adapted into movies.

Even among the works of many emerging writers, many have been adapted into movies.

But only Lin Weimin's work has never been adapted into a film.

Acheng would not think that no one came to see Lin Weimin. After listening to his words, he understood that it must be Lin Weimin who did not want to let others take the photo.

After Acheng left, Tan Chaoyang sighed: "What kind of editor is the same kind of author!"

Lin Weimin knew that the old man would definitely say strange things again.

"Three sentences without leaving the royalties!"

"You are noble and awesome. I never saw that you didn't ask for royalties for those novels!"

Tan Chaoyang is not only a senior editor, but also a writer who has published many works.

The two exchanged a few yin and yang words and ended up in a tie.

After the joke, they continued working, and Lin Weimin was writing a letter to Lu Yao.

Among all the writers he is responsible for, Lu Yao is the one who worries and worries him the most.

The main reason is that this person doesn't care about his body too much. Once he is immersed in the writing state, he becomes crazy.

Of course, Lin Weimin was more concerned about the writing progress of "The Ordinary World" when he wrote.

He had talked with Lu Yao before when he was in Shaanxi and asked him to come to Yanjing to revise the draft after the first draft was completed.

Although Teacher Lin squeezed the author like a black-hearted maggot, his conscience was still intact, and he still knew the truth about not fishing in the marsh.

He asked Lu Yao to come to Yanjing to revise the manuscript, and the Chinese Literature Society would take care of food and housing, which was much better than Lu Yao squatting alone in a guest house.

In the afternoon, Lin Weimin left early for a while. Today is the day of internal review of "Let the Bullets Fly".

Dozens of people from the art committee were sitting in the auditorium of the rehearsal venue, and the actors on the stage were under great pressure.

After watching the play, applause broke out, and the comrades of the Arts Committee were full of praise for the performance of the play.

"Let the Bullets Fly" has a strong energy, which is different from the old Yanjing flavor unique to Renyi.

This energy is strong, brave, and has long-lasting stamina.

"This line is so chewy! It's addictive!" Lan Tianye said.

Ouyang Shanzun was a little proud, "In terms of lines in our Renyi dramas in the past few years, this drama should be at the top of the list!"

So Zhi concluded: "It gives people a hearty feeling!"

Everyone nodded in agreement.

The internal review of "Let the Bullets Fly" has been completed, and the May premiere is closer.

After coming out of Renyi, Han Zhuangzhuang followed Lin Weimin into the car.

"You don't want to ride your motorcycle anymore?"

"Who's riding a motorcycle when there's a car?"

"Virtue!"

Han Zhuangzhuang said that he wanted to invite Lin Weimin to dinner. It was rare that his nephew was bleeding. Lin Weimin was thinking about which restaurant to choose. Han Zhuangzhuang said again: "We have bought all the vegetables!"

If you dare to love, eating at home is a waste of love.

The car drove to the second courtyard next to the Forbidden City.

When Lin Weimin entered the hospital, he saw Yin Geli already busy in the kitchen, and she was very presentable.

"I didn't see it. Comrade Geli has the potential to be a good wife and mother!" Lin Weimin joked.

At dinner, Yin Geli was the main one, while Han Zhuangzhuang and Lin Weimin were the assistants.

When the food was all on the table, Lin Weimin asked: "Tell me about it! What's the good thing about inviting me to dinner today?"

Han Zhuangzhuang smiled and said: "Uncle, you still understand me!"

After he finished speaking, he and Yin Geli looked at each other. Both of them had sweet and happy expressions on their faces. Lin Weimin suddenly felt something bad.

"Ge Li and I are getting married!"

Lin Weimin breathed a sigh of relief, it didn't mean that someone would die.

"Get married. You two are still so young. Isn't it too early?"

"It's getting late. Uncle, Geli is twenty-seven, and I am also twenty-four."

The expression on Han Zhuangzhuang's face revealed that he couldn't wait to rush into the siege of marriage.

Lin Weimin glanced at his nephew helplessly.

I usually ask you to read more, but you don't.

Now we are suffering from lack of culture.

What do you think is a good thing about getting married?

But in front of his future nephew-in-law, Lin Weimin would definitely not be able to say this.

"Haha, okay, okay. Now that you have decided, I would like to congratulate you!"

Han Zhuangzhuang and Yin Geli accepted Lin Weimin's blessing with smiles on their faces.

"But you two are in a cross-border marriage, so the procedures are not easy to handle!"

Han Zhuangzhuang nodded and said: "I asked, and it's really troublesome. Geli still has to go back to Austria to get a certificate issued by their country."

"Can't you go to the embassy?"

"The embassy is no good. I plan to go back with Geli."

Lin Weimin thought to himself: "Okay, let's just treat it as a honeymoon!"

Han Zhuangzhuang smiled and said, "We both think so too."

Having said this, Han Zhuangzhuang pulled Lin Weimin aside and showed a somewhat flattering smile.

"Hey, uncle!"

Lin Weimin frowned, "If you have something to talk about, why are you so boring?"

Han Zhuangzhuang said: "Uncle, I can't go to Austria empty-handed."

Lin Weimin thought Han Zhuangzhuang wanted to exchange some foreign exchange with him, but it didn't seem like what he meant.

If you don’t want foreign exchange, it’s 100% because of his antique calligraphy and paintings.

"You kid, stop trying to think of those things of mine!"

Lin Weimin refused directly without waiting for Han Zhuangzhuang to finish speaking.

"Uncle, you are my nephew!"

"You are just an old uncle like me!"

After Lin Weimin said this, he glanced at Yin Geli and softened his tone, "Let's do this. You two will treat your honeymoon as sponsored by your uncle. I won't follow the etiquette when you get married. How about that?"

When Han Zhuangzhuang heard this, he thought it was possible!

To be honest, he has made a lot of money from acupuncture performances in the past two years, but he has basically spent it on the courtyard.

Accompany Yin Geli back to Austria for business, and the two of them have a honeymoon by the way.

It is said that money makes men brave. After all, Austria is a developed country, so the money in my hand probably won't do anything. If Yin Geli had to pay for everything then, he would be really embarrassed.

"Old uncle, you'd better be nice to me! In this way, I borrow the money from you, and I will pay it back to you later!"

Han Zhuangzhuang's statement made Lin Weimin a little relieved, "Come on. Didn't I tell you everything? I won't follow the others when we get married. You just got married, so you'd better live your own life!"

Han Zhuangzhuang looked touched and hugged Lin Weimin, "Uncle!"

Lin Weimin pushed him away with disgust on his face.

When the uncle and nephew returned to the dinner table, Lin Weimin couldn't help but sigh, if his sister was here, how happy he would be now!

"By the way, have you told your dad about getting married?" Lin Weimin suddenly asked, thinking of his sister.

"I finished the phone call with my dad. We are going to go back to Shanghai first, visit my dad, play for a few days, and then set off from Shanghai to Austria. We will go back and forth for about a month!"

"When do you plan to leave?"

"It's in July. "Let the Bullets Fly" has to be taken in May, and Goli School has to wait until July for the holidays."

"What about the wedding?"

"My plan with Geli is to treat our relatives to a meal in Shanghai, to treat her family to a meal in Austria, and to treat our colleagues and friends to a meal when we return to Yanjing. This wedding Even if it’s over.”

"No ceremony, just dinner?"

"Yeah. Ge Li said, just take a wedding photo."

Lin Weimin thought about it carefully, this was good.

After talking about getting married all night, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening when I came back from Han Zhuangzhuang's house.

Lin Weimin returned to Shichahai courtyard, rested for a while and then entered the study.

He has a lot of debt recently and has not finished writing the novel. He agreed to Yang Meng to write the movie script of "Lover", and also agreed to write a script for Infinite and CCTV.

He put away the finished manuscript of the novel, which he couldn't finish in a while.

The movie script of "Lover" is the simplest. It's all in my head. Just write this first and finish it.

I wrote the script all night, and when I went to work the next day and sat down at the Chinese Literature Society, Haiyan ran over.

"Teacher Lin, I have already written the manuscript. Please help me take a look!"

Lin Weimin flipped through the script and already had an evaluation in his mind.