1980 My literary era

As Children's Day approaches, "Feng*Fei*" is released. Unlike the previous vigorous promotion of new books by the Chinese Literature Society, the release of this novel is very quiet. The Chinese Literature Society wishes that no one knew about it.

The reason why I did this is naturally because I know the sensitivity of the novel "Feng*Fat*". If the novel can be sold for one more day, it will be worthwhile for the author to write this scene. For the publisher, on the basis of making money, this is their vision.

Unfortunately, no matter how low-key the Chinese Literature Society is, this novel is destined to remain low-key just by virtue of its name.

Within just a few days of its release, the novel's fame has spread among domestic literary circles and readers.

In this regard, Lin Weimin could only pray for Mo Yan. Anyway, the worst he could do was lose his job. With Mo Yan's current fame and strength, he didn't have to worry about not having a place to work. In fact, being a professional writer was not bad.

In the evening, when Lin Weimin returned home, Xiaodou Bao hugged his thigh.

The day after tomorrow is Children's Day, and the little girl is looking forward to that day.

"Dad! Dad!"

"Why do you call it so affectionate?"

Ever since she entered kindergarten, the little bean bag has been changing day by day. Sometimes Lin Weimin won't follow her when he hugs her, but when something happens, he calls her "kiss", and at first glance she is Lin Weimin's daughter.

"The day after tomorrow is Children's Day."

"Yeah." Old God Lin Weimin responded calmly.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Xiaodoubao's anxiety showed on his face, "It's a festival, we children are going to celebrate the festival."

"Yes, listen, you can enjoy your holiday!"

Lin Weimin deliberately teased her, but when he saw that he still didn't answer, the little girl was so anxious that she finally had to say bluntly: "Where will you take me to play the day after tomorrow?"

"Where do you want to go?" Lin Weimin asked.

Xiaodoubao's big eyes moved around, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a moment, she clung to Lin Weimin's thigh, raised her head, widened her eyes, and asked cutely: "Dad, is it okay to play on the computer?"

She didn't know how to play with computers. She just typed on the keyboard in front of the screen, but even so, it was unprecedented fun.

Lin Weimin lifted her up by her legs and stared into her eyes carefully, "You want to play on the computer, aren't you afraid that your mother will beat you?"

"Play secretly without telling her."

Okay, Lin Weimin finally had a sense of guilt that the natural cycle of retribution was not good, and the upper beam was not straight and the lower beam was crooked.

He grimaced, "It's not okay to play secretly. How old are you? You're not allowed to play on the computer in the future!"

There was a somewhat aggrieved and disappointed expression on Xiaodoubao's face, "I understand, Dad, don't be angry, I don't play computer anymore."

Damn it, you can't be soft-hearted.

"What are you two talking about?" Tao Huimin walked over at this time.

Lin Weimin said: "Nothing, let's discuss where to take the bean bags to play on Children's Day!"

The father and daughter looked at each other, and neither of them mentioned playing on the computer. They had a very tacit understanding.

"Jiuyi Children's Theater performs "Ma Lanhua"."

Yes, the leader has arranged the schedule.

Lin Weimin and Xiaodou Bao looked at each other: My daughter, there is nothing my father can do to help me!

"Stop playing and come over to eat!" Tao Huimin finished talking about the arrangements for Children's Day and called the father and daughter to eat.

Xiaodoubao walked alone with his head lowered. At such a young age, he actually felt lonely and sad.

"Don't be so sad, "Ma Lanhua" is actually quite good to watch." Lin Weimin consoled him.

Xiaodou Bao forced out a smile. She didn't know if "Ma Lanhua" was good or not, but computers were really fun.

This little girl is as big as a little devil!

After the family finished eating, Lin Weimin took a walk in the courtyard for a while, and then planned to go back to the study to write.

The new novel is already halfway through, and I estimate it will be finished in another half month.

Just when Lin Weimin was about to enter the study, there was a knock on the door of the courtyard. Sister Qin, the nanny, went to open the door, and it was Zhang Yimou.

"Rare visitor!" Lin Weimin exchanged greetings with Zhang Yimou and took him to the study.

Last year, Zhang Yimou made "Shake, Shake, Shake to Grandma's Bridge". Without the funds of Qiu Fusheng, he sought investment from Shanghai Film Studio. This year, he submitted the film to the Cannes Film Festival and only won a technical award.

For Zhang Yimou, who has always been very lucky to win awards, this result is not even a passing grade.

The movie "Shake, Shake, Shake to Grandma's Bridge" is a new attempt for Zhang Yimou. Most of his previous works were based on local and ethnic characteristics. In "Shake, Shake, Shake to Grandma's Bridge", he suddenly The perspective is shifted to the story of gangsters' grudges and hatreds in old Shanghai, which is more or less acclimatized.

Zhang Yimou had plans for transformation in this movie, but the results achieved by "Shake, Shake, Shake to Grandma Bridge" obviously cannot be considered a success.

The movie has not yet been released in China at this stage. If the box office is not satisfactory after the release, then Zhang Yimou's transformation will be considered a complete failure.

Zhang Yimou's tone was a bit low, and Lin Weimin could only comfort him: "How can there be a victorious general in the world? The response to this movie is average, so just keep filming. As long as you keep filming, you will have a chance to produce good works."

His comfort seemed to have an effect. Zhang Yimou cheered up and suddenly said: "Teacher Lin, what do you think of me adapting your "Speak Well"?"

Um?

Lin Weimin felt like he was being tricked. He stared at Zhang Yimou, who had a somewhat shy expression on his face.

Lin Weimin knew Zhang Yimou well, he was always used to pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger like this.

"How dare you wait for me here?"

Zhang Yimou started to play the emotional card: "Mr. Lin, you should also understand that as a creator, I definitely don't want to repeat myself. In the past, I took pictures of local, ethnic, and old times. Now I want to make modern ones. Your "Say Something Well" is perfect, you won't reject me, right?"

This tea-like tone came from the mouth of Zhang Yimou, who had a wrinkled face. Lin Weimin couldn't help but shiver and goosebumps appeared all over his body.

Who did you learn this from?

Amou, you are a bad student!

"How did you come up with the idea of ​​filming "Speak Well"? The sales and reviews of this novel are not high!" Lin Weimin asked.

"I just think this novel is interesting. It has a lot of energy. I really like it."

Lin Weimin was thinking, "Speak Well" was originally adapted from Zhang Yimou's movie, and he was not surprised by Zhang Yimou's taste.

It's just that after the later movie "Speak Well" was filmed, the reputation was not very good. This was the first time Zhang Yimou and investor and producer Zhang Weiping collaborated.

Zhang Weiping was engaged in real estate at that time, and he was very bold in making moves. Zhang Yimou asked for 26 million and he invested immediately.

After the release, the box office was 46 million. It stands to reason that if we sell some overseas copyrights, the income should be good.

But Zhang Weiping didn't understand movies at all and was short-sighted. Before the movie was released, he packaged and sold the copyright to Dong Ping for 8 million, who would later become the boss of Huanxi Media.

As a result, Dong Ping spent 8 million to buy the copyright of "If You Have Something to Say" and made a lot of money, while Zhang Weiping paid more than 20 million and almost lost his pants.

You can say that this person is shrewd, he can take out 26 million without blinking an eye. You can say that this person is grand, he can sell the movie rights for 8 million.

In fact, Zhang Weiping's thoughts are easy to understand. To paraphrase Yuan Shao's comment: Cherish your life when doing big things, forget your life when you see small profits.

To put it bluntly, Zhang Weiping was a wealthy boss at that time. When he met Zhang Yimou, a great director, he wanted to make a fortune by riding on his lap.

Unexpectedly, after the film was made, it didn't win a decent award.

Zhang Weiping felt bad, and based on the principle of paying less, he chose to sell the copyright as a last resort.

But no matter what, Zhang Weiping lost money by investing in Zhang Yimou's movie. Zhang Yimou felt a little indebted to him. In addition, Zhang Weiping acted well and showed a sense of righteousness that he didn't care even after losing more than 10 million. Zhang Yimou was full of gratitude, which established the cooperation between the two for more than ten years.

Zhang Yimou's cooperation with Zhang Weiping is a pitfall, that is, they are no longer pure businessmen, and they are businessmen with no structure. For Zhang Yimou to cooperate with him, it is worse than a cheap Chinese literary society.

Thinking of this, Lin Weimin said: "If you want to make my movie, you should know the rules."

Zhang Yimou nodded, "Understood! 30% profit."

"Have you found the investment?"

Zhang Yimou shook his head, "No. The investment in this movie may be a bit high, and not many people can invest. I met a real estate boss some time ago and said he could invest money for me."

In real estate? Couldn't it be Zhang Weiping?

"Do real estate developers know what art is? How much money do you need? I'll help you find it!" Lin Weimin said.

Zhang Yimou was overjoyed when he heard this. He didn't expect to find an unexpected surprise when he came to Teacher Lin today to ask about the adaptation rights.

Teacher Lin is taking action personally. Is there any unsecured investment?

He was happy when he heard Lin Weimin suddenly ask: "Yimou, does Wenhua Film and Television of our Chinese Literature Society know about it?"

Zhang Yimou nodded, of course he knew this.

"Your new movie will be produced by Wenhua Film and Television. You don't need to worry about investment. You can just pay whatever amount you want."

Zhang Yimou said with a smile on his face, "Thank you, Teacher Lin."

The smile on Lin Weimin's face was brighter than him, and he asked: "Yimou, if you are making movies now, it is not a problem to find investment by yourself. In the future, when you make movies, we, Wenhua, can help you find the funds."

"That's great!" Zhang Yimou said happily.

"To help you find investment, you have to become a contract director with our Wenhua Film and Television. Of course, we will not place any restrictions on you..."

Before Lin Weimin could finish speaking, Zhang Yimou interrupted him and said, "Why are you telling me this? As long as you are here, why should I be worried?"

Listening to this, Lin Weimin felt a little guilty for no reason.

Why do I feel more and more like a cunning villain?

Zhang Yimou fully trusted him, and Lin Weimin would certainly not betray his trust.

As the first director signed by Wenhua Film and Television, the lineup must be full. Lin Weimin plans to hold a grand signing ceremony for him. The signing ceremony will coincide with the announcement of new movies and the promotion of the full copyright operation plan of the Chinese Literature Society.

With Zhang Yimou joining the company, it is bound to attract a lot of attention to the full copyright operation plan.

Lin Weimin agreed to help Zhang Yimou find funds. Wenhua Film and Television would definitely not be able to afford so much money. The Chinese Literature Society had money, but it was impossible to use it to engage in such a risky investment. Wenhua Film and Television invested less and took up more points. Just a share is enough, the most important thing is that the company’s reputation is instantly established.

At this point, later generations of Zhang Weiping and New Picture have set an example for Lin Weimin.

The investment in "If You Have Something to Say" is not low, and Lin Weimin was able to come up with the money, but since he had made a profit by publishing the original work, it was not worthwhile to invest in it again.

Still have to find a cash machine.

Lin Weimin thought for a while and dialed a number, "Hey, boss, let me tell you..."