1980 My literary era

Tao Huimin has not returned to Yanjing during this period, and the casting for Xie Tieli's "Dream of Red Mansions" has not yet begun. The small courtyard in Shichahai has been empty for two months. No one has been living in it, and a layer of dust has fallen in the house.

Lin Weimin didn't care about cleaning up the house, so he slept for most of the day before reversing the jet lag.

It was around four o'clock in the morning when he woke up. He simply tidied up the house and then drove the Crown that had been parked for two months to go to work.

When they came to the Chinese Literature Society, when their colleagues saw the long-lost crown, they immediately realized that Lin Weimin was back.

Many people gathered around Lin Weimin who had just got off the car. They all asked questions, and of course they all asked about Lin Weimin's experiences in the United States.

He dealt with it for a while before arriving at the back building. His colleagues in the editorial department were equally surprised when they saw him.

"Oh! You're finally back!" Liu Yin was overjoyed.

Lin Weimin smiled and said: "I didn't expect that after I've been gone for two months, Sister Liu misses me so much?"

Unexpectedly, Liu Yin hurriedly said: "I missed you so much! It's better this time, you are back, someone got scolded!"

"What's the meaning?"

Tong Zhonggui handed a letter from a reader to Lin Weimin with a grimace, "Teacher Lin, you are all scolding Wang Shuo and "The Stubborn Lord"."

Lin Weimin took the letter and read it twice. The person who wrote the letter was a university professor. His criticism of "The Stubborn Master" was nothing more than "vulgar writing", "vulgar intention" and other words.

"It's okay, just curse a few times!"

Lin Weimin didn't take it seriously after reading the letter. He had already thought of this outcome long before he decided to publish "The Stubborn Lord".

He didn't take his criticism of "The Stubborn Master" and Wang Shuo to heart, and instead took out a pack of original books from his bag, "Come on, come on, I didn't bring anything else when I came back from the United States. Everyone has a book. "

Everyone rushed forward and grabbed all the books.

Zhang Zhong'e on the side did not move and said: "What English book are you bringing? We can't understand this either, so why not bring something affordable!"

Before Lin Weimin could speak, Liu Yin on the side said with a smile: "Comrade Lao Zhang, do you think he really brought the book back for us to read?"

Zhang Zhong'e asked in confusion: "What else can you do if you don't look at it?"

Liu Yin put the book in her hand on the table, revealing the English name on the spine.

"Of course you can put it on your bookshelf!"

After hearing what she said, other colleagues showed knowing smiles.

Only then did Zhang Zhonge realize it and couldn't help but smile bitterly. It turned out to be like this.

Lin Weimin gave Liu Yin a thumbs up, "Sister Liu still understands me!"

After joking with his colleagues for a while, Tong Zhonggui reminded again: "By the way, Teacher Lin. Some time ago, your package was sent from Xiangjiang and left with the director. You can pick it up when the director comes later."

Lin Weimin nodded to express his understanding. A few minutes later, Qin Chaoyang came to work. He went over to say hello and got his package, as well as an international wire transfer form.

Qin Chaoyang asked: "When did Xiangjiang publish another novel?"

Lin Weimin opened the package. Under the heavy packaging, there was only a thin certificate.

At the Cannes Film Festival, only films that win the Palme d'Or will receive the Palme d'Or, and the remaining awards will all receive certificates.

"What's this?"

"Certificate of the Cannes Film Festival. The film "Lover" participated in the film festival and won two awards, one for Best Cinematography and one for Best Screenplay. I did not go to the film festival, so the production company specially included the Best Screenplay The certificate of award was sent to me.”

Tan Chaoyang said in surprise: "Cannes Film Festival?"

At this time, the three major European film festivals are not so well-known in China. For many Chinese, as long as domestic films win awards, as long as it is a film festival with a foreign name, it is bringing glory to the country.

However, Tan Chaoyang often subscribes to "Popular Cinema" and has some understanding of the Cannes Film Festival. He knows that this is one of the three major film festivals in Europe and its importance is not low.

"Then it's a pity you didn't go!"

Lin Weimin smiled and said: "What's the regret? Everyone pays most attention to the Best Director, Actor and Actor and the Palme d'Or. Who would pay attention to the award of the Best Screenplay?"

“Is this the ethos of the Cannes Film Festival?”

"Film festivals all over the world have the same virtue!" Lin Weimin said in a nonchalant tone.

Qin Chaoyang glanced at the certificate for "Best Screenplay" twice. It was written in French and English. There was no Chinese, so he couldn't understand it, but he still saw the Chinese pinyin of Lin Weimin's name.

He tasted it and said, "This can be considered a win for the country!"

These days, the country and the people are really short of "light". No matter when, they have to fight for it when they go abroad.

"What was the name of your play last time?"

"Tony Awards."

"Yes, the Tony Award. You kid can do it. You have won several awards abroad without any fanfare, and you don't know how to publicize it." Tan Chaoyang said.

Lin Weimin shook his head, "What's there to promote? Is my reputation not good enough? Or is my work not popular enough? I've caused a lot of trouble for nothing. When the reporters come to interview me, I have to deal with them."

Tan Chaoyang pointed at him with a smile: "You, you were really good when you were playing, but now you are keeping a low profile."

"Hehe!" Lin Weimin laughed, picked up his things and prepared to leave, then said: "I'll go find Lao Meng to get rid of this!"

"No need to go, Lao Meng has retired!" Tan Chaoyang said.

Lin Weimin's face was full of surprise, "What the hell? Retired? When did it happen?"

"last month."

"I've only been away for two months, and such a big thing happened in the club?" Lin Weimin said in amazement.

"What a big deal this is. How old is he? It's time to retire!"

After Tan Chaoyang said this, he found Lin Weimin's eyes staring at him, and Tan Chaoyang could guess the expression.

He has already retired, why don't you retire?

Tan Chaoyang glared back at him and said, "Go find Cheng Wuchun, he is now the president and editor-in-chief!"

Lin Weimin rubbed his hands and said, "Hey, then I have to flatter Lao Cheng!"

"Virtue!" Tan Chaoyang cursed.

Before Lin Weimin left, he took away from the table a copy of the 1962 edition of "A Tale of Two Cities" that he had just given to Tan Chaoyang.

"Hey! Are you taking back the things you sent out?" Comrade Lao Qin's eyebrows almost flew away with anger.

Lin Weimin apologized and said with a smile: "I'm going to pay homage to the mountain! I'll pay you two back later."

Comrade Lao Qin finally calmed down.

Lin Weimin took the "A Tale of Two Cities" to the president's office in the front building and knocked on the door. A familiar voice came from inside.

Lin Weimin poked his head in with a sneaky expression. When he saw Cheng Wanchun, a flattering expression immediately bloomed on his face.

"Hey, isn't this President Cheng?"

Cheng Wanchun looked helpless, "Stop interrupting me!"

He asked again: "When did you come back?"

Lin Weimin smiled and said, "I just came back. Why don't you report to the leader immediately?"

"speak nicely."

Lin Weimin then said sternly: "Come here to sell a holiday. I've only been away for two months, but I didn't expect you to have taken a big step forward!"

Cheng Wanchun shook his head, "There is nothing we can do from above. Comrade Jun Yi and Lao Meng are more anxious than the other when it comes to retiring. They don't wait for anyone, so they can only let me take the lead."

Previously, Wei Junyi reported to the superiors before she wanted to retire, but the superiors did not approve it at first. Wei Junyi simply started fishing for three days and drying nets for two days. It was not until the superiors approved her retirement application that she returned to normal.

Meng Weizai was not as willful as Wei Junyi and reported in advance. After much selection from the above, Cheng Wanchun was young and powerful, and he was also the editor-in-chief, so he was the most suitable candidate.

But the candidate to take over as editor-in-chief has become a problem. Now that we are promoting younger cadres, people from the older generation will definitely not be selected. At this time of year, there really weren’t many suitable ones in the Chinese Literature Society.

At the end of the discussion, we decided to let President Cheng Wanchun and Editor-in-Chief shoulder the responsibility and make the cadres younger. Isn’t that good?

After listening to Cheng Wanchun talk about the things behind taking over as president, Lin Weimin nodded clearly.

"You, work hard and don't jump too much." Cheng Wanchun said to him.

"How honest I am!" Lin Weimin retorted.

When Cheng Wanchun heard what he said, he couldn't help but blush, "Don't play catch-up with me. Last year, my colleagues didn't agree to take part in Lu Yao's novel, but you insisted on taking part in it. Now let's look at the reputation, okay?"

"Leader, "The Ordinary World" has a poor reputation among critics, but its reputation among readers is very good! Aren't the publishers still willing to publish a single book?"

"As for Wang Shuo's article "The Stubborn Lord", I watched the response and got scolded again!"

When it comes to "The Stubborn Lord", Lin Weimin has no words to refute. This thing was really inconsistent with mainstream values ​​in 1986.

"The content of "The Stubborn Lord" also reflects a social phenomenon. We can't pretend that this phenomenon doesn't exist, right?" Lin Weimin said with a guilty conscience.

Cheng Wuchun glared at him angrily and said, "Of course "The Stubborn Master" has merits and its quality is not bad, but it depends on which journal it is published in. "Contemporary" is very popular, and when it publishes this kind of manuscript, you Be cautious.”

Lin Weimin nodded and said, "I know, I will pay attention next time!"

As soon as Cheng Wuchun saw his character, he knew that he definitely didn't take it seriously.

"Be careful! When the border office was talking to me, I mentioned you several times. The leader is optimistic about you. Don't let everyone down."

Lin Weimin glanced at Cheng Wuchun suspiciously, suspecting that he was giving him ecstasy.

"Then what do you look like?"

"nothing."

Cheng Wanchun glared at him helplessly. As soon as Old Mrs. Wei left, Lao Meng also left. There were fewer and fewer people in the Chinese Literature Society who could control this monkey.

As the president of the company, my authority is still not established!

Looking at Cheng Wanchun's expression, Lin Weimin felt bad. Could this guy just want to make himself famous?

He immediately handed over the "A Tale of Two Cities".

"What?" Cheng Wuchun asked.

"Leader, don't get me wrong. Take a look, I found the 1962 version of A Tale of Two Cities in New York with great difficulty!"

Cheng Wuchun said: "I have just become the president, and you want me to make mistakes."

"What about making mistakes when it comes to literati? How much does a book cost? The important thing is that he is elegant!

Take a look, take a look. 1962, English version, Dickens, "A Tale of Two Cities". "

After emphasizing several key words, Cheng Wanchun couldn't resist the temptation and touched the cover of "A Tale of Two Cities".

How many literary people don’t love books?

Even if you can’t understand it, it’s still a good idea to keep it at home!

"This will never happen again!"

Lin Weimin chuckled, "It won't be an example next time, it won't be an example next time!"