1980 My literary era

Comrade Lao Qin imagined the scene where Lin Weimin went to find Cheng Wuchun:

"Old Cheng, what's wrong with you?"

"Isn't it right to bully honest people?"

"As a leader, this is all you have to do?"

"What's wrong with the Literary and Art Association? Can it control our Chinese Literary Society?"

"Tell them, if you don't want someone, you want your life!"

In reality, Lin Weimin goes to find Cheng Wuchun:

"Boss, are you busy?" He probed his head.

"What's up?"

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll just come and sit down."

Cheng Wuchun frowned and looked at Lin Weimin. This boy almost had the words "I'm here to make trouble" written on his face.

"I'm going out for a meeting later!"

"I know you're busy." Lin Weimin watched for a few seconds and said, "What about that? I heard that the Literary and Art Association wants to borrow people from our Chinese Literary Society?"

"It's not from the agency, it's from you guys at Contemporary. Other editorial offices are very busy, and there are many of you."

Lin Weimin immediately said: "Yes, yes, we at "Contemporary" have many people, but we also have a lot of work! After all, we are a monthly magazine, and we have tasks every month."

Cheng Wuchun looked at him with an unkind look on his face, "What do you mean?"

"Let me give you an idea." Lin Weimin looked like a villain in a movie.

"What's the idea?"

"Lao Niu, you don't know, right? Lao Niu is almost the boss of "New Literary Historical Materials" and is so idle that it would be perfect to send him there!"

Lin Weimin sold his teammates as skillfully as a madam.

Cheng Wanchun hesitated and said, "Isn't this... inappropriate?"

"What's inappropriate about this? Leader, actually I know even if you don't tell me, you must be unhappy with the Cultural Association, right? We are obviously a brother unit, but you always treat yourself as the big brother. It just so happens that Lao Niu has such a bad temper. Come on, treat them!"

Teacher Lin now looked like a slanderous and treacherous minister slandering the emperor.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Cheng Wanchun reprimanded superficially.

But in fact, what Lin Weimin said was exactly what he meant.

Because of the past few years, the Literary and Art Association has indeed received great attention and courtesy from the superiors in recent years. Both its status and remuneration have skyrocketed, and its scope has become wider and wider.

The first two presidents of the Chinese Literature Society, Yan Wenjing and Meng Weizai, were both good-tempered people. Their tempers had been smoothed out since they came out of the movement.

But Cheng Wanchun was different. He was young and powerful, and his superiors trusted him so much. The president and editor-in-chief shouldered the responsibility, and he had great power. Naturally, he did not want to be controlled by others.

It is true that the Literary and Art Association has a high level, but in the final analysis, it is a different system from the Chinese Literature Society.

Cheng Wanchun felt unhappy if he came to his territory to point fingers and take advantage.

"Leader, why am I talking nonsense? Our Chinese Literature and Literature Bureau-level unit is a little lower than his Writers Association, but it is also a national-level publishing house with a Publishing Department above it, so it is not their turn..."

Before Lin Weimin could finish speaking, he was interrupted angrily by Cheng Wanchun, "Don't lie here. Just say you don't want to borrow someone if you don't want to, so you come to me to sow discord. What do you want to do?"

"Hey, look at what you said, why am I sowing discord?"

Lin Weimin said with a smile and no excuses.

Cheng Wanchun glared at him angrily, pondered for a moment and then said: "Your workload at "Contemporary" is indeed a bit heavy. Before, the agency only considered that you had more people, but not the workload. Okay. , I will ask Lao Niu later to see if he is willing to go to "China" to help?"

That’s right!

"Boss, you're still thinking of us!" Lin Weimin flattered him.

"Any thing else?"

"It's okay, it's okay, you're busy, you're busy!"

Lin Weimin exited Cheng Wuchun's office and returned to the back building with square steps.

Tan Chaoyang was waiting in his office. When he saw him coming back, he immediately asked, "How was it?"

In his heart, he despised Comrade Lao Qin's cheating and cheating. Lin Weimin said with a proud look on his face: "Done!"

"Hey!" Comrade Lao Tan exclaimed, his eyes filled with admiration for Editor Lin, "Not bad, not bad!"

"Then what..." Lin Weimin coughed and said, "I'm going to take leave for the next two days."

"Why are you asking for leave? Just ask for leave as soon as you come back to work!"

Tan Chaoyang was immediately dissatisfied. If you ask for leave, don't I have to work more?

"No." Lin Weimin coyly said, "I'll let Lao Niu go."

Tan Chaoyang hesitated. If this was the case, he would really have to ask for leave.

"Is two days enough?"

"It depends on when Lao Niu leaves! When you turn around, help me keep an eye on him to see when he withdraws and when I come back!" Lin Weimin said.

Tan Chaoyang was a little helpless, "That's okay."

He sighed, "Oh! What do you think this is?"

Lin Weimin once again spurned Comrade Lao Qin. This is crocodile tears. Should I let you go?

After Lin Weimin finished talking to Qin Chaoyang, he simply arranged the work of the editorial department and ran away.

Half an hour later, a grumpy voice echoed in the corridor on the second floor of the back building.

"Lin Weimin!"

"Where's Lin Weimin? Come out here, kid!"

Following this roar, the editors in the editorial department of "Contemporary" fell silent.

Tan Chaoyang, who was sitting leisurely in the office, was so frightened that he shook the tea all over his body. He got up and came to the door, carefully locking the door from the inside.

——

Lin Weimin had no psychological burden after cheating Niu Han. Comrade Lao Niu was always generous and would not argue with him.

After returning home and writing the manuscript all night, Lin Weimin went to Shi Tiesheng's house with a few books the next morning.

"Tiesheng! Tiesheng!"

Lin Weimin shouted twice, but it was Yu Hua who came out.

"Why are you here?"

Lin Weimin's dissatisfied tone made Yu Hua very hurt. Why can't I be here?

"Teacher Lin, the School of Liberal Arts has just had a holiday. I came over to see Tiesheng. I plan to return to my hometown in two days."

Yu Hua explained and let Lin Weimin into the house.

"When did you come back?" Shi Tiesheng asked.

"Two days ago."

"How was your stay in the United States?"

Lin Weimin briefly talked about his experience in the United States, and Yu Hua looked envious and full of yearning.

"Is Mo Yan on holiday too?" Lin Weimin thought of Mo Yan when he saw Yu Hua.

Yu Hua said: "It's holiday. Now I'm going back to my hometown in Ludong with Zhang Yimou to plant sorghum."

When Yu Hua said this, he was somewhat gloating about his misfortune.

"Red Sorghum" is the first chapter of "Red Sorghum Family". It will be adapted into a movie. Yu Hua found out about it and was very envious for a while. However, recently, as Mo Yan followed Zhang Yimou back to his hometown in Ludong to grow sorghum, he also Found a sense of superiority.

When a screenwriter is like this, there is nothing to be proud of.

"Do you want him to grow sorghum himself?" Lin Weimin asked.

"That's not necessary. He actually just went over to check it out with Zhang Yimou and the others. The scene must be consistent with his script!"

After chatting for a while, Yu Hua focused on the books Lin Weimin brought.

What Lin Weimin brought back to give to his colleagues and friends were basically English versions of world famous books. After all, everyone is familiar with the Chinese versions of these books. Now, if you get an English version, it doesn’t matter if you don’t understand English. It’s just a sentiment!

"This is for Tiesheng. If you want it, go to my house to pick it up in the afternoon." Lin Weimin said.

Yu Hua immediately became happy, knowing that Teacher Lin would not forget him.

The original English book, what a great tool to show off!

During lunch, Father Shi cooked four dishes.

The braised pork melted in your mouth. Lin Weimin took a bite and his expression was full of happiness.

"After staying in the United States for two months, this is what I miss most."

Yu Hua said: "Isn't the steak delicious? If you want me to eat steak for a month, I will definitely not get tired of it."

Yu Hua has been in Yanjing for more than a year. He went to the Western restaurant a few times and liked it very much. Unfortunately, he was too short of money to go there more often.

"You'll know after you eat it for a month, foreigners' diet is still not suitable for our Chinese stomachs."

After spending a day at Shi Tiesheng's house, Lin Weimin was going to spend a good day at home to finish writing the ending of "Burning".

After breakfast, he wandered around for a while and was about to write something when someone knocked on the courtyard door.

Open the door and take a look.

"Hey, there are a lot of people!" The leaders were Zhang Yimou and Mo Yan.

Lin Weimin asked: "Didn't you two go to Ludong?"

"Teacher Lin, let's go back to Yanjing to select actors."

Zhang Yimou said something, and Lin Weimin let them into the yard.

Zhang Yimou and his party of four included him and Mo Yan, as well as photographer Gu Changwei and assistant director Yang Fengliang.

Lin Weimin poured tea for several people and asked, "How was the selection of actors?"

"I came here just to tell you this." Zhang Yimou put down the tea cup in his hand, "Originally we thought you hadn't come back, but Mo Yan reminded me that you said you would come back in two months, which should be right, so we went back After Yanjing, I will come over to say hello to you."

"Teacher Lin, we plan to let your nephew Zhuangzhuang play the male lead 'my grandfather'!"

Zhang Yimou's last words were like a shock bomb that made Lin Weimin's head buzz.

"who?"

"Zhuangzhuang, your nephew!" Mo Yan repeated, speaking louder.

Lin Weimin glared at him, "I'm not deaf."

"How did you come up with the idea of ​​letting him be the leading actor?"

What Lin Weimin actually wanted to ask was why he could be the leading actor.

"He is suitable for this role!" Zhang Yimou said excitedly.

"What's the appropriate method?"

When talking about the movie, Zhang Yimou's eyes immediately shone with excitement, "I want the kind of male protagonist who is full of male hormones at first glance. He is shirtless and has natural but beautiful bronze skin and muscles. , with a rough voice..."

Zhang Yimou described the male protagonist in his mind, and Lin Weimin had to admit that Zhuang Zhuang seemed to fit the bill.

After all, this guy is also a different kind of handsome guy who can be so obsessed with foreign girls that they actively pursue him.

"Teacher Lin, I don't want a handsome guy, I want a manly personality that is unforgettable at first glance!" Zhang Yimou said firmly at the end.

Lin Weimin said at this time: "Did you both go to Yanying and Zhongxi? Didn't you find a suitable candidate? I remember that there was Jiang Wen before Zhongxi, and he quite met your requirements."

Zhang Yimou said: "When we called China National Theater, the teachers at China National Theater also recommended Jiang Wen to us. Unfortunately, he was starring in "Furong Town" directed by Xie Jin, and it was not finished yet. It was said to be the fastest. The filming won't be completed until October, we can't afford to wait!"

Later, Jiang Wen filmed "Red Sorghum" after finishing "Furong Town". However, now that he had intervened, the two movies were in a collision, and Jiang Wen actually did not appear in "Red Sorghum".

Lin Weimin fantasized about replacing the face of "Yu Zhan'ao" with his eldest nephew, but it felt a bit awkward no matter how he thought about it.

He shook his head to get rid of the thoughts in his mind. These were all stereotypes.

"Then I'll contact Zhuangzhuang for you!"