1980 My literary era

Today's dinner was hosted by Wang Shuo, and Haima Studio naturally had the most people. When Lin Weimin and the other three arrived at Jimen Hotel, everyone had already arrived.

Having won the war of words, Wang Shuo was very proud of himself today. He had a BP machine on his waist, his belly was swollen, and he hadn't even drank yet, but his face was already rosy.

"There is nothing else to do with bringing everyone together today. Firstly, I am happy to scold those thieves so much that they dare not reply; secondly, I want to thank you all for your great help in the past few days; thirdly, and most importantly, in the future, we climbers Those who make a living from grid work can finally get royalties!”

Wang Shuo was carrying a large mug of draft beer, his mood was high and his voice was loud.

Everyone drank a drink together.

After drinking the first glass of wine, everyone remained silent and ate their food with their heads down, and then raised their heads when they were half full.

When there are more people, a small group of people can talk a lot.

Today's protagonist is Wang Shuo, and he is naturally the focus of everyone's discussion.

Now that the scolding is over, what everyone is most concerned about is naturally the royalties that Wang Shuo can get.

A set of anthologies is priced at ten or eight yuan no matter what, and one hundred thousand sets is one million yuan.

The Huayi Publishing House's "Die Too Much" sold 700,000 copies in half a year. Naturally, people would not think that Wang Shuo's collection of books only sold 100,000 copies.

"Master Shuo, you are now a millionaire, right?" Feng Xiaogang complimented with a smile.

Wang Shuo drank a few glasses of wine, his face flushed, and he managed to stay rational, "How many sets will we have to sell?"

Zhao Baogang smiled and said: "Not much, one million sets is enough!"

Everyone also laughed. The figure of one million sets is naturally extremely exaggerated. Anthologies are different from single books. It is still very difficult to sell such a large number.

"With 10 million yuan, Master Shuo can get one million, and the publishing house will almost be working for you." Zhao Baogang said.

Wang Shuo glanced at him, "Have you rarely seen the world? What Weimin received abroad were 13% and 15% royalties. What does 10% mean?"

Everyone only knew that Lin Weimin earned a lot from royalties abroad, but this was the first time they knew the specific royalty share, and they couldn't help but sigh.

When a writer reaches Teacher Lin's level, this life is considered to be over.

"Teacher Lin takes 15%, why do you take 10%?" Yu Hua asked.

Wang Shuo's triumphant expression disappeared and was replaced by a bit of anger. This kid couldn't help but pick up any pot.

Ma Dudu suddenly burst out laughing uncontrollably. The others laughed so confused that they didn't even ask him, they just kept laughing.

Wang Shuo was depressed by Ma Dudu's laughter and glared at Yu Hua fiercely. Seeing Lin Weimin looking at him with a smile, he said helplessly: "I'm too embarrassed to bargain."

Everyone couldn't help laughing when they heard this.

Zheng Xiaolong pointed at him and said with a smile: "No wonder Teacher Lin told you not to do business. You, you will never get rich in this life!"

Facing the ridicule from everyone, Wang Shuo's expression was bitter.

So what if it's 10%, I still make a lot.

The topic of royalties was over, and everyone changed to a new topic.

Feng Xiaogang came over to toast Lin Weimin. It seemed to be his compulsory course to toast everyone every time he had a meal.

"I heard that the baby is about to be born?" Lin Weimin asked.

Feng Xiaogang has been married for several years. His wife is a nurse and she became pregnant at the end of last year.

When this topic was brought up, Feng Xiaogang couldn't help but grin, "It's coming soon. The doctor said it will be around the end of this month or the beginning of next month."

"Congratulations, I'll join you when the baby is one month old." Lin Weimin said with a smile.

"thanks, thanks!"

Feng Xiaogang looked grateful. He could always feel the equal respect and care from Teacher Lin.

When it was almost nine o'clock, Lin Weimin took Shi Tiesheng and left first. He was in poor health and it was already an exception to stay up to this point today.

There were three of us when we arrived, but only two were left when we left.

Lin Weimin looked back and saw that Yu Hua had entered the realm of "land god" and was in a state of elation. He must have been looking forward to such an occasion for a long time.

Lin Weimin pushed Shi Tiesheng out of the hotel. It was already September and the weather in Yanjing had cooled down.

It was night now, with a waning moon in the sky, and it was even cooler.

"This summer has finally come to an end!" Shi Tiesheng sighed.

He has been in a wheelchair for many years, and summer and winter are not good seasons for him.

"There are flowers that are worthy of being cut off," Lin Weimin said.

"This is the time to go out and walk more. Autumn in Yanjing is really too short!"

The two talked and got into the car.

Two days after the dinner, Lin Weimin received news from Shi Tiesheng, saying that he and Cheng Ximi had discussed it and agreed to buy a computer.

Lin Weimin called Wang Xiaobo, and Wang Xiaobo appeared in the editorial office within an hour.

"How did it come so fast? It's not an important matter."

"I just resigned recently, so I have nothing to do at home." Wang Xiaobo said.

Wang Xiaobo is very efficient. After talking to Lin Weimin that time, he resigned and has recently officially started his career as a freelance writer.

Wang Xiaobo has some accomplishments in computers. Shi Tiesheng and Yu Hua want to buy computers, so he is the most suitable candidate.

Lin Weimin called Yu Hua downstairs and asked him to tell Wang Xiaobo the specific requirements of the computer. He couldn't tell, "It just needs to be able to run the software for typing and save it."

"Okay, I don't understand anything, so I'm just pretending to be reasonable."

Lin Weimin pulled him aside and said to Wang Xiaobo: "You can get them a configuration."

Wang Xiaobo nodded, "No problem. When will we go to Zhongguancun?"

Lin Weimin glanced at his watch and said, "Go now, I just have time now."

The two were going to Zhongguancun together, and Yu Hua was eager to follow. Lin Weimin said: "Where to go? I haven't finished the novel, and I have been thinking about going out all day. I can't even explain the configuration. Can you help me?"

Yu Hua was scolded and did not dare to reply. He was dissatisfied and spoke as if you could help.

Before the founding of the People's Republic of China, there were only about 20 farmhouses in Zhongguancun, and there were piles of random graves standing in clusters. Subsequently, eight universities emerged one after another, and this road was eventually named "Xuanxuan Road", and the first batch of scientific research institutes of the Chinese Academy of Sciences were also built here.

In just ten years, "Science City" and "University City" have coexisted, and Zhongguancun has become an area with the highest density of intellectual talents in the country.

In 1980, a professorial researcher named Chen Chunxian was greatly shocked after an inspection trip to Silicon Valley in the United States. He returned to China and established the BJ Plasma Society Advanced Technology Development Service Department, the first private technology enterprise in Zhongguancun.

Since then, more and more companies have been established in Zhongguancun, including Kehai, Xintong, Sitong, Lenovo...

By 1987, Zhongguancun Electronics Street had grown to a considerable scale. The daily flow of people purchasing in Zhongguancun reached up to 200,000 people. There were hundreds of high-tech companies. The operating income of the technology companies on this street accounted for half of the HD area. 37% of total social income.

Speaking of high-tech companies, except for a few key players, most of the high-tech companies in Zhongguancun are second-rate dealers, importing foreign software and hardware and selling them to domestic companies and individuals.

There are very few individual customers in Zhongguancun now, and most of them are purchasing for the public.

Due to the incomplete market economy supervision system, chaos abounds in Zhongguancun, and it is known as the "Street of Scammers" among the population of Yanjing. It was just two years ago that a joint investigation team formed by ZY conducted a thorough investigation, and the atmosphere has improved. , which is why Lin Weimin brought Wang Xiaobo with him.

The two walked around Zhongguancun and spent 24,000 yuan on accessories for three computers.

"Just write 18,000." Lin Weimin didn't ask for an invoice, he wanted a receipt, and he told the salesperson when he was writing the receipt.

The next day, Wang Xiaobo spent a whole day assembling three computers.

After some further debugging, he touched the sweat on his forehead and said to Lin Weimin: "Teacher Lin, it's all done."

Lin Weimin handed him the freshly poured hot tea, "You are exhausted today. Let's have some food at home tonight."

Wang Xiaobo declined a few words, but finally stayed for a meal.

Of the three computers assembled by Wang Xiaobo, Lin Weimin left one for his family.

Before, the only thing he had at home was the Toshiba T1000 he brought back from the United States. It was mainly for convenience, but it wasn't actually used very often.

After eating, Lin Weimin drove into the car and took Wang Xiaobo to the Shichahai courtyard.

Shi Tiesheng didn't expect Lin Weimin to be so efficient. He brought things over today just for what he had just finished talking about the day before yesterday.

Shi Tiesheng and Cheng Ximi watched with curiosity as Wang Xiaobo installed the computer and pressed the power button. The screen lit up and both of them smiled broadly.

After Wang Xiaobo introduced the computer situation to the two of them, Shi Tiesheng couldn't wait to get started.

He had used computers owned by Lin Weimin and other friends, and he knew the basic operations. He tried typing on the computer for ten minutes.

Shi Tiesheng sighed with a smile on his face: "This is broken. I never want to use pen and paper again."

Putting aside the rituals and habits of handwriting, computers are indeed a very good tool for most writers.

Shi Tiesheng only tried for a while, then gave up the place to Cheng Ximi. Seeing Cheng Ximi's concentrated attempt in front of the computer, Shi Tiesheng summed up the advantages of writing on the computer in a clear and logical way.

"First of all, it is easy to modify. No matter how you modify it, the manuscript will always be clear, neat, and pleasing to the eye. Unlike before, I would feel irritated for no reason when I looked at the manuscript that had been modified beyond recognition.

Another advantage is that it is easier to save. The article is stored on the disk. You can print a copy whenever you want and never lose it.

The next step is to ensure that there are no typos, whatever words are typed are the same, and there are no typos in the font library. "

Lin Weimin said: "These advantages are all open to discussion. First of all, it is convenient to modify the manuscript, but there are no traces of modification, and many inspirations will disappear in a flash, which is detrimental to subsequent creation. Second, the manuscript will be lost , will be damaged, and the disk will be damaged. Thirdly, if you tap accurately, you will certainly not make mistakes when typing, but you will not be able to type many rare words."

After Lin Weimin finished refuting Shi Tiesheng's remarks one by one, Shi Tiesheng smiled and said: "According to what you said, there are really many shortcomings of using a computer to write."

"Everything has pros and cons!"

While the two were chatting, Cheng Simi finished trying the computer and looked happy.

"This time we have another big addition to our family!" Shi Tiesheng said.

Before the advent of the consumer era, things were not only things, but also important witnesses that accompanied people's life journey.

"For the people, how much did this computer cost in total?" Cheng Ximi asked.

Lin Weimin took out the receipt and said, "The parts I bought were used to assemble three computers. I kept one at home. The total cost is 18,000 yuan, with an average of 6,000 yuan per computer."

Cheng Ximi said in surprise: "So cheap? Didn't it cost ten thousand or twenty thousand?"

Lin Weimin laughed and patted Wang Xiaobo on the shoulder, "This is all Xiaobo's credit. Without him, we would all be slaughtered."

Shi Tiesheng and his wife both thanked Wang Xiaobo. Wang Xiaobo waved his hand in embarrassment, "It's a small effort, it's a small effort!"

After coming out of Shi Tiesheng's house, Lin Weimin drove Wang Xiaobo back home.

"Xiaobo, you have worked really hard these two days, thank you!" Lin Weimin got out of the car and shook hands with Wang Xiaobo.

"this is nothing."

After Lin Weimin left, Wang Xiaobo stood there for a while and looked at the back of the car.

When he returned home, he told his wife what he had seen today, and Li Yinhe praised him: "This man can be heart-to-heart."

Wang Xiaobo nodded and expressed deep agreement.