1980 My literary era

No. 166 Chaonei Street, a red brick building in the backyard of National Literature Publishing House.

Occasionally there were shouts of basketball players on the basketball court, and Lin Weimin climbed the stairs to the second floor.

There is a cover torn from a magazine taped to the wall of the editorial office door. It looks very simple, but it reveals great confidence.

Lin Weimin knocked on the door of the editorial department, waited for two seconds, then opened the door and walked in.

"Emperor Editor!"

"Hey, are you here for the people?"

When Rong Shihui saw Lin Weimin, he immediately stood up enthusiastically and poured him a cup of tea.

The last time Lin Weimin came after get off work, there were only two people in the office including Rong Shihui.

This time it was noon, and the office was full of people.

Rong Shihui took him and introduced him to everyone: "Everyone, this is Lin Weimin, the author of "The Death of Yura"."

He then introduced Lin Weimin: "This is Zhu Changsheng, He Qizhi, Liu Yin and Xiao Yao."

Counting Lin Weimin, there were seven people in the office, five editors, four of whom had names. The last young man was ignored and didn't even have a name.

Young people have no human rights, so Lin Weimin is never self-effacing, so calling him Xiao Lin is such a disadvantage.

Lin Weimin's "The Death of Yura" was published in the last issue of "Contemporary". Everyone had read his manuscript before going to print. It has a unique style and is unforgettable.

Liu Yin, who is nearly thirty years old, has outstanding temperament. She smiled and joked: "I really didn't expect that "The Death of Yura" was written by such a young and handsome guy."

"Liu Bian, you are so grateful."

"I'm not giving you a reward. Didn't Qianlou Lao Xie praise you so much in "Dushu"? Compared with him, this is nothing."

Her words made everyone present laugh. Xie Mingqing is the deputy leader of the novel north group of "People's Literature". He is familiar with "Contemporary" from the same department. Everyone has read his book reviews in "Dushu" .

Rong Shihui nodded and said: "For the novel Wei Min, the feedback from our comrades in the editorial department and readers is generally very good. It is normal for Lao Xie to praise it more."

After the greetings, Rong Shihui took Lin Weimin back to his desk. When passing by the chubby middle-aged man sitting at Zhu Changsheng's desk, Lin Weimin felt a little familiar. Everyone had introduced him just now, but this one had not been introduced. .

"Have you finished writing the manuscript this time?" Rong Shihui asked him.

Lin Weimin turned his head and said, "Yes, I've finished writing it. Why don't I bring it over to you for a look and help me make some comments."

He said taking out a stack of manuscripts from his bag.

Rong Shihui took the manuscript and saw a stack of manuscript papers in his bag, "These are..."

"It's the collective writing that Teacher Zhang talked about with you before. Several students in our class have also written it. If it's convenient, could you please take a look at it." Lin Weimin took the opportunity to take out the manuscript. This is also the purpose of his visit today. one.

Rong Shihui laughed and said, "Not only me, but also the people in our editorial department found this idea very interesting and wanted to take a look!"

Then he raised his voice and said: "Come on, everyone, Weimin has brought all the manuscripts written by their collective. Let's take a look."

When he said this, several editors in the office swarmed over, and the pile of manuscripts on Rong Shihui's desk suddenly turned into meat and potatoes, and was divided up in less than two minutes.

Lin Weimin's manuscript is still in Rong Shihui's hands. He is Lin Weimin's editor, so naturally he must be the first to read the manuscript.

He first glanced at the content of the manuscript. With his rich experience, he could see that the manuscript was of an online standard, and it was completely different from the style of "Latent" previously published in "Zhongshan". The writing was very cold.

"Same story, two styles!" he said.

Lin Weimin said: "Yes, we can't make them too similar, so the style changes quite a lot."

Rong Shihui shook his head and laughed, "You boy, this is really showing off your skills!"

Lin Weimin quickly clarified, "Don't say that. At most, it's just cheating for royalties."

Rong Shihui immediately glared at him, and then couldn't help laughing, "Thank you for being so confident?"

"I scratched my scalp and coded this word by word. It's the result of my hard work. Of course I feel confident."

"Okay, okay, don't be poor, I know you are great."

"No, no, it's all thanks to your training."

"The more you talk, the more you gasp!"

After a few words of teasing, Lin Weimin talked about the biggest purpose of his visit this time.

"Editor Rong, actually I have something to do here this time."

"What's up?"

Lin Weimin pointed to the manuscript in his hand, "I came today and brought a lot of manuscripts, and I may have some more finished and sent over in the future. I want to ask you if I can publish a novel based on these manuscripts. Album?”

"Album?"

Rong Shihui looked at the manuscript in his hand and then at Lin Weimin, "You really dare to think!"

"Isn't this what I'm asking you for advice?"

When people are used, the title changes, and you become "you".

Rong Shihui was keenly aware of this boy's cunning, and he asked: "Why do you think you can release an album?"

Lin Weimin picked up the magazine on the table. This was the just-released "Contemporary", the second issue of this year, and he opened the contents.

"Editor-in-Chief, take a look at our magazine. There are so many columns including long-form, medium-length, short, documentary, talk...

But there is one problem, that is, it has not released an album since its inception. This is a pity for such a big magazine.

Look at the works of our classmates. There are long stories, medium lengths, and short stories. We have many people and many works, so you can choose any work you want. I've already thought of the title of the album for you, it's called "Tell a Story".

Our Institute of Literary Studies has resumed operations 23 years after it was suspended, and the fifth batch of students are creating collectively with the same core. What do you think of this stunt? "

Lin Weimin finished speaking his thoughts in one breath and stared at Rong Shihui with burning eyes.

Rong Shihui was thinking about Lin Weimin's words in his mind. Although he didn't want to admit it, he had to say that this kid's words were indeed very tempting.

"But a magazine is all about one theme, or even one core, which is too monotonous."

When Lin Weimin heard this, he felt like there was a way.

"Editor-in-Chief, you are mistaken. Our special album is unique in this matter. You should also know that which literature lover who reads magazines does not have some literary dreams in his heart? But most people have it because of a lack of writing. Training, I don’t even know how to write.

This album of ours is just an opportunity for everyone to practice writing.

With the same theme and the same core, dozens of writers with profound writing skills demonstrated over and over how to write novels.

Isn’t this the best writing training? On a larger scale, this approach can completely inspire new people with potential creative abilities. As long as they are willing to write and try, they will probably embark on the writing path in the future and become an excellent writer.

Do you think this is true? "