1980 My literary era

Yang Yang hesitated when faced with Lin Weimin's invitation. In 1983, she graduated from the TV Department of Yanjing Broadcasting Institute, majoring in directing. This school later became the Communication University of China, and then joined CCTV after graduation.

After years of hard work at CCTV, she finally directed her first TV series independently this year. Although it only had two episodes and it was just a short drama, it has proved that she has the ability to become a director.

After so many years, she finally received some recognition in CCTV's TV drama production center. She wanted to keep working hard, but there were still people who didn't trust her.

As soon as he heard that she was going to direct a feature-length TV series, the boss was vague. In the directing industry, it is not easy for a woman to get ahead.

Yang Yang and Wan Fang met this year. They had a good communication while filming the TV series. After the filming, they still kept in touch. A few days ago, she originally talked to Wan Fang about the script. During the chat, she talked about the dilemma she is facing now. .

Wan Fang took the initiative to introduce Lin Weimin to her. The Chinese Literature Society has invested heavily in the film and television field this year, which is nothing new in the domestic cultural circle. Wan Fang is Mr. Wan's daughter, and Lin Weimin is Mr. Wan's disciple. With this relationship, Yang Yang is very excited.

These days, it is not uncommon for directors to invest in their own projects. Yang Yang has heard of this a lot, but this is the first time for her.

If he really could get investment, the leadership of the TV Drama Center would not be able to say anything. After all, even if he loses money, it is not the company's money that he loses.

But Yang Yang never thought that if he came to solicit investment today, he would be poached.

Wan Fang saw her hesitation and said to Lin Weimin: "You are too sudden. We are not mentally prepared at all."

"What are you preparing for? It's not like you're going to the battlefield. Why don't you change to a more promising and challenging job?" Lin Weimin said with a smile.

"You let us discuss it."

Wan Fang said, pulling Yang Yang aside and muttering.

Lin Weimin was helpless, women were trouble.

"What do you think?" Wan Fang asked Yang Yang.

Yang Yang has always been a person who follows the rules. Her character can be seen just from the fact that she has been in the CCTV drama center for more than ten years.

"I don't know either. I haven't thought about this problem."

Wan Fang said: "I think the suggestion for the people is actually a good one. Look at you, after so many years at CCTV, you are still pressured by gay men. Just say Zhang Jizhong, there are more actors who have changed careers than you who graduated from a major. Be well-liked.

Didn’t he say that just now? The TV series "Flower Season and Rainy Season" sold 40 million yuan. They are not short of money, and they have a deep relationship with CCTV.

The film and television work of Weimin and the others is a joint venture, and there is not so much about seniority. Whoever can do it will get the job.

If you go there, you will definitely have more development than at CCTV! "

Wan Fang didn't forget to remind her at the end: "Zhao Baogang just divided 400,000!"

She said a lot of words, but none of them were as lethal as the last sentence. Yang Yang's heart skipped a beat when he heard this number.

Yang Yang looked hesitant and asked: "Sister, you said that if I ask to go, you have to open this drama for me. Can he agree to it?"

Wan Fang laughed when he heard this, "I think you are sitting on the bench at CCTV and are stupid! Why doesn't he agree? They are short of people. If you go with the project, he will get what he wants."

Her words ignited confidence in Yang Yang's heart, and Yang Yang no longer hesitated, "Okay, as long as he opens this drama for me, I will go to them."

Yang Yang made up his mind and the two returned to their seats and made a request to Lin Weimin.

Lin Weimin heard Yang Yang's request and asked directly: "Where is the script?"

Yang Yang came here to attract investment today, and of course he brought the script with him. But he didn't take it out because he didn't talk about this topic just now. Now Lin Weimin asked for the script, and she immediately took it out.

Before receiving the script, Lin Weimin saw the word "holding hands" on the cover, which was one of Yang Yang's TV series masterpieces.

Lin Weimin didn't know the inside story of the production of "Hand in Hand", but he was very happy that Yang Yang was willing to take the script with him.

I read the script for a while, and for future generations, it is a very traditional family ethics drama, but at this time, the urban life described in it is still very novel, and the writing is indeed good.

"The script is good. Come on, you will be the director. Investment is not a problem. You can choose the actors as you like." Lin Weimin closed the script and said to Yang Yang.

Yang Yang's face showed a bit of joy. She didn't expect Lin Weimin to agree to her conditions so happily.

No, this is more generous than what she asked for.

You definitely don’t have to worry about funding. The most important thing is that you can choose the actors yourself. This is much more freedom than at CCTV.

"Okay, I agree!"

Yang Yang said firmly after deciding to change jobs.

Lin Weimin nodded, "I'll ask Haiyan to contact you later, and you can discuss the specific conditions."

After chatting for a few more words, the few of them had their meal.

After eating, they left the hotel.

Wan Fang said to Lin Weimin: "Weimin, I'm going to trouble you this time!"

There is no need for Lin Weimin to personally intervene in the matter of finding a director for the film and television company. He is here today just to give Wan Fang face.

"Senior sister, look at what you said. We are in need of talents, so you recommended Director Yang. This also solves our urgent need!" Lin Weimin said with a smile.

Wan Fang patted his arm lightly, saying nothing.

"It's almost the Chinese New Year. I'll go and sit with my dad when I have time."

"Don't worry, I will definitely go."

Years ago, Lin Weimin not only went to visit Mr. Wan, but also visited the old leaders and seniors of the Chinese Literature Society. This has been his habit for many years.

Since the 20th of the twelfth lunar month, he has appeared in the homes of many retired leading cadres of the Chinese Literature Society. However, this year the situation is a bit different. Except for a few old comrades who still live in the old houses, most of them have moved into the family buildings of the Chinese Literature Society. .

That night, he first went to Meng Weizai's house, and then visited every house. He called all the old comrades who lived in the family building and asked them to have dinner here in the evening.

Meng Weizai couldn't help complaining, "You just took so few things, do you want to tire us two to death?"

"Look what you said, you are the president, you must have a spirit of sacrifice and dedication!"

It was a joke, but Meng Weizai and his wife were still very happy about Lin Weimin's arrival, especially since he also called some old comrades over. In fact, the old man liked the excitement the most.

In the Chinese Literature Society, Lin Weimin seems to be the only person with such cohesion.

The originally deserted home was bustling with activity tonight.

Dishes were brought to the table one after another. Lin Weimin smelled the aroma of braised pork and looked at the oily and shiny appearance. He praised: "I haven't tasted my aunt's cooking for several years. I have to understand it well this time." Satisfy your craving."

One sentence made Meng Weizai's wife smile.

Niu Han said: "This kid has a smooth tongue and a belly full of tricks!"

Lin Weimin retorted, "If you don't like eating, go out and no one will let you come to eat."

"Wang Baduan, who invited me to our house? I didn't even eat dinner because of your meal. Now if you ask me to go back, what will I eat?"

"Be honest if you want to eat!" Lin Weimin threatened.

"Okay, okay, there's a man in his seventies and one is about to become the president. Look at you." Yan Wenjing advised.

With the peacemaker, the two finally calmed down a little.

Regarding the exchange of positions between Lin Weimin and Cheng Wuchun, Cheng Wuchun had communicated with the leaders of the Publishing Department earlier, and there was no opinion from above. Lin Weimin had been keeping a tight lid on it earlier.

It's a pity that in the Chinese Literature Society, there is no ventilation wall, and the news has already spread within the society.

The food and wine are served, and today's banquet begins.

In addition to the landlords Meng Weizai and his wife, Yan Wenjing, Niu Han, Jiang Lu, and Lin Weimin also came.

"I really don't know why Lao Tan likes his courtyard house so much!" Niu Han complained while drinking.

The Guowenshe family building was built, and Qin Chaoyang was also allocated a house. However, he was used to living in the courtyard house in Ertiao Hutong in Beichizi and did not want to live in this building, so he never moved here.

The courtyard in Ertiao Hutong in Beichizi where Tan Chaoyang lives is also next to the Forbidden City. It is very close to Lin Weimin's second entrance courtyard next to the Forbidden City. Lin Weimin would occasionally go to Lao Qin's place to sit there when he was visiting his father-in-law and mother-in-law.

"You don't understand this. People living there are the emperor's feet." Lin Weimin said with a smile.

Niu Han snorted disdainfully, "Look, he probably knows that he lives in a building and his legs can't keep up."

After retiring for many years, Lao Niu relied on his physical strength to become a stick among the retired cadres in the company. He was not afraid of anyone he saw.

"You should take it easy. You are already over seventy. You can just mess with Lao Qin and the others, but don't mess with young people who have just retired. Young people nowadays are so angry!"

Lin Weimin's teasing words made several people around him laugh, while Niu Han looked unhappy. Lin Weimin was so angry that he was going against him!

While chatting, Jiang Lu became concerned about the "World Literature Masterpiece Library" again.

This huge project was launched in 1992. At that time, Lin Weimin had just been the editor-in-chief of the Chinese Literature Society for a year, and his prestige in the society was not as high as it is now. When this idea was proposed, there were many objections in the society.

Jiang Lu is a staunch supporter of Lin Weimin. In his view, book series such as the "World Literature Masterpiece Library" represent one of the highest achievements of a country's publishing system. In recent years, he has also contributed a lot to the editing and review of "World Literature Classics Library".

"It's coming soon. The last volume will be published by the middle of this year at the earliest. This series of books is not finished, and Lao Cheng is unwilling to take a back seat."

When Jiang Lu heard the news, he smiled and said, "It's not just him. The "World Literature Masterpiece Library" series is the last mark left by our generation on the publishing industry and the Chinese Literature Society. In fact, everyone attaches great importance to it. Oh, What an honor it is that a national library was born in our hands? In ancient times, this was called book repair, and its name will go down in history!"

The "World Literature Classics Library" is of course similar to the "Yongle Dadian", which "collects books from hundreds of schools of thought on classics and history since the Qi Dynasty. As for astronomy, geographies, yin and yang, medical divination, monks and Taoism, and craftsmanship, it has been compiled into one book." The magnificent masterpieces are incomparable.

But in the field of modern publishing, especially in the field of literary works, the birth of this series of books is enough to make the entire National Literature Press proud, and it is worthy of the name "National Literature Publishing House".

"That's right. You should be clear about what you said!"

Everyone raised their glasses and drank.

Several old comrades are quite old. Although they may sound heroic, the wine table is full of wine cups.

The wine cup usually has a capacity of five qian, which is about 25 milliliters, and it takes several sips.

At the end of the drinking, Lin Weimin drank the most, only two taels of wine.

When I walked out of the door, I acted like nothing happened.

After saying goodbye to everyone, Lin Weimin did not leave the family building, but turned around and went upstairs again to Wei Junyi's house.

Wei Junyi has always liked to be quiet. She suffered from cerebral hemorrhage and stroke a few years ago, and now she rarely even leaves the house.

Lin Weimin came to her house. It was a little livelier today than when he came before. Wei Junyi's daughter was here with her family.

Wei Junyi was very happy to see him coming, but smelled the alcohol on his body and frowned: "Whose house did you eat at when he smelled of alcohol?"

"Old Meng's family. I came to your place and you didn't entertain me. I have to solve it myself!"

Wei Junyi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She was begging for food from a sick patient. Only a monkey like Lin Weimin could do such a thing.

Seeing Lin Weimin's few words made his mother laugh, and her daughter Yang Tuan looked on with amusement. Her mother never seemed so kind to her son.

Lin Weimin chatted with Wei Junyi about the current development of the Chinese Literature Society. Wei Junyi was very pleased with the current situation of the Chinese Literature Society, "It's so fast. You have been the editor-in-chief for several years."

After staying at Wei Junyi's house for more than half an hour, Lin Weimin got up and left.