1980 My literary era

The National Award for Outstanding Scripts for Drama, Opera and Opera was founded in 1980 and was jointly organized by the Ministry of Culture and the Chinese Dramatists Association. The director of the jury for the first award event was Mr. Wan. The awards for outstanding opera scripts have become the most important and influential art awards event in the domestic theater industry.

This year, in order to commend Mr. Wan’s contribution to Chinese drama creation and to express recognition of Mr. Wan’s achievements in the field of drama creation, after consultations between the Federation of Literary and Art Circles and the Drama Association, and with the approval of the Ministry of Rites and Gifts, the National Award for Outstanding Scripts in Drama, Opera and Opera was officially announced. Changed its name to Wan Jiabao Drama and Literature Award.

Lin Weimin heard the news and called Zhong Lin from the Theater Association to learn about the award's name change. When he learned that the award's name change had been approved by the superior department, he decided to add some color to the award, so he made a special trip today Come to Mr. Wan.

"What are you discussing with me?" Mr. Wan asked.

Lin Weimin said seriously: "As your first disciple and also your last disciple, I personally feel that I have an obligation to make some contribution to the award named after you. I will donate 1 million first."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Mr. Wan's hand grabbing the crutch next to him. Lin Weimin handed the crutch to Mr. Wan very discerningly, with an expression on his face asking for credit, "Teacher!"

Mr. Wan took the crutch without getting up, picked it up and hit Lin Weimin on the body.

"I'll beat you to death, you loser!"

"Hey, hey, hey!"

Lin Weimin never expected that his flattery would hit the horse's hooves, so he ran away quickly, shouting as he ran: "Look at you! If you have something to say, why do you still hit someone?"

Li Yuru, who heard the commotion, quickly came over to stop Mr. Wan, "What are you, teachers and students, doing?"

"Ask him!" Mr. Wan said in an unhappy tone.

Li Yuru looked at Lin Weimin, who looked aggrieved and said, "Mrs., I was wronged! Didn't I just tell him about the awards?"

"Is it about the awards?" Mr. Wan asked.

Lin Weimin added: "I just said that I would donate some money to the awards. Isn't this nice!"

Li Yuru advised: "It's a good thing to donate some money for the people!"

Mr. Wan put his crutch on the ground, "Is he donating some money? He wants to donate 1 million!"

Li Yuru looked a little surprised, "1 million?"

She turned to look at Lin Weimin, "For the people, how can you donate 1 million? It's too much, too much!"

"Teacher's wife, don't I just want to make the teacher proud? With this donation, I guarantee that the news of the award's name change will spread throughout the country within a few days, and it will be more famous than the Yanbing Literature Award."

His sophistry made Mr. Wan even more angry, "Look, look, the more you say it, the more outrageous it becomes. Are you advertising as an award judge? I don't agree to use my name to judge awards, but you still want to donate money." Spread the word, are you just going against me? He was a good person when he was young, but he has been an official for several years, and he is full of utilitarianism!"

"Why do I call this utilitarianism? I'm doing this for your own good!" Lin Weimin looked at Li Yuru, "Master, you have to make the decision for me!"

A smile appeared on Li Yuru's face, "Okay, okay, you two, stop making a fool of yourself here."

As she spoke, she took the crutch from Mr. Wan's hand and pushed him onto the sofa.

When he saw Li Yuru's actions, Lin Weimin became arrogant, "You have to take good care of him. Now that he has learned to hit people, how can he repay him in the future?"

Mr. Wan looked at Lin Weimin angrily, and Li Yuru couldn't laugh or cry, "Don't tease him, he has a bad temper now."

Lin Weimin regained some seriousness and said: "Teacher, please calm down first, I'm here to discuss it with you!"

"This sounds like a sentence!" Mr. Wan's attitude relaxed a little.

Without the tense situation between the teacher and the student, the living room returned to normal. Li Yuru sat down directly this time, fearing that the two of them would break up after talking.

"Don't even think about donating money. I don't agree with using my name to judge awards. Where do you stand on this?"

"Yes, I understand."

This time, Lin Weimin behaved well and didn't mention a word about donating money.

After chatting for a while about the awards, Mr. Wan talked about "Thirteen Langs of the South China Sea".

After each of Lin Weimin's works is published, Mr. Wan will buy it and read it. In the past, when Lin Weimin came to Qin, he would often discuss with Lin Weimin the pros and cons and his experiences in the creative process.

In the past few years, his health has been poor, and Lin Weimin has come less often. In addition, Lin Weimin has become increasingly mature in creation, and the teacher and student have fewer opportunities to discuss creation.

"Maybe you don't think it yourself, but in the eyes of us readers of novels, this novel can indeed be regarded as a watershed in your creative career. You wrote "Farewell My Concubine" at the age of 21, and "Ten Years in the South China Sea" Saburo" was exactly 33 years old, a reincarnation.

The same subject matter, but different flavors. It should be said that this novel has witnessed your growth in the past 12 years and also witnessed your maturity in creation.

To maintain this momentum, don't let up. Once you relax, it will not be so easy to produce good works. "

Facing Mr. Wan's earnest instruction, Lin Weimin looked serious and nodded in agreement.

After chatting about novels for more than half an hour, Mr. Wan said: "I haven't seen your little bean buns for a long time. Remember to take the children with you when you come back next time."

"Okay, I'll take her with me next time. This little girl is very naughty now. You'll have a headache when she comes."

Mr. Wan smiled and said: "It's always good for children to be a little angry."

It was less than three o'clock when Lin Weimin left Mr. Wan's house. Instead of returning to the Chinese Literature Society, he chose to go home.

When I went back to work the next day, the Chinese Literature Society continued the excitement from yesterday.

Yesterday we were drawing lots, today we were choosing a house, and the battle was even bigger than yesterday.

Because this not only involved the Chinese Literature Society, but also people from banks and construction units, the employees of the society lined up outside the financial office in the order in which the lots were drawn yesterday.

After entering the finance office, you first select a house, sign a contract after confirmation, people from the construction unit help fill in the information, employees hand over the loan, the finance department issues a receipt, and people from the bank collect the money on the spot.

Seven people came to the bank today, including a vice president, two clerks, and four money carriers.

Even Xiao Zhou, the security guard in the club, was ready and equipped today.

More than 300 employees of the Chinese Language and Literature Society are allocated houses, that is, more than 300 families. The house payment ranges from 10,000 to 20,000 yuan to as much as 40,000 to 50,000 yuan. A considerable number of employees have prepared the money today and paid the house payment on the spot. , hundreds of thousands or millions of funds cannot be ignored by banks.

Today's Chinese Language Society is no better than yesterday. People are panicking about choosing a house and paying the house payment.

The most expensive house built by Guowenshe JZ is 300 yuan per square meter. Looking at the entire Yanjing, you can't find such a price.

Of course, the employees know that they have taken advantage of it, but they are not satisfied with it. When it comes to choosing a house, some people will still complain because they did not choose the right floor, apartment type and orientation. In this anxious time, some people are happy and some are happy. Worry, everyone’s emotions are very sensitive.

At the same time, there are still a small number of people who are still struggling to raise housing funds. They make endless phone calls to the public office and ask questions about borrowing money.

Four or five people in a row did not pay the house payment when choosing a house. They said they would pay it later, and the finance department did not say anything.

Anyway, the rules have been set. If you don't pay the house payment for half a month, the house will be returned, and you will no longer be eligible for housing allocation in the future.

Ever since the room selection began in the morning, the Chinese language club was filled with a mixture of anxiety, eagerness, excitement, and joy.

Tong Zhonggui's luck in drawing lots was not good, and he had to be in the third batch before he could choose a house.

Throughout the morning, he had become accustomed to hearing the various voices of joy, complaints, and quarrels among his colleagues. By the time he chose a house in the afternoon, he had experienced a morning of excitement. Many people were already a little numb and tired, and the finance office was gone. Morning bustle.

Tong Zhonggui is now married, has a daughter, and has a family of three in his household registration, so he can only choose a house of 75 square meters, which is also the main house type among family buildings in the community.

He came to the desk, where there was a listing form that the construction company helped to compile. The listings that already had owners were followed by the name of the owner.

He and two colleagues gathered around the desk and found that there were really not many good floors and good orientations in the remaining apartment types.

But it’s not entirely without options. There are even south-facing units on the third and fourth floors to choose from.

"This is good, I want this, I'll catch you!" The colleague quickly signed his name under a south-facing apartment on the third floor, signed the contract, and happily handed over the money.

Tong Zhonggui chose a south-facing apartment on the fourth floor. In his opinion, the first and second floors were too low, the sixth and seventh floors were too high, and the third, fourth and fifth floors were the best, neither high nor low.

Because it was the best floor and orientation, Tong Zhonggui paid the standard of 300 yuan/square meter, a total of 22,500 yuan.

For him, there is no financial pressure on this house payment.

In recent years, relying on his pen, he has lived a more prosperous life than most ordinary people.

After paying the house payment, Tong Zhonggui went out, and a new person came in to choose a house.

The colleague looked at the short queue in the corridor and sighed, "Old Tong, did you look at the remaining listings just now?"

"What's wrong?"

“There are no fewer people choosing Buildings 3 and 4 than other buildings, and there are also many people choosing the high-floor apartments.”

Tong Zhonggui also noticed this situation, and of course he had the reason for this situation.

No money!

Living in Yanjing is not easy.

Not every employee of the Chinese Literature Society is as lucky as him to be able to easily establish himself in the capital city of Yanjing at such a young age.

The life of most colleagues in Yanjing is full of pressure, especially those who are older and younger. A couple working both jobs may have to support a family of five, and some may have to support relatives back home. In addition to daily work, It is not easy to save money for common expenses.

Taking out 10,000, 20,000, or even 40,000 to 50,000 at once is even more stressful for these people.

Buildings 3 and 4 are oriented east-west, and the price is cheaper than the other four buildings. If it is a high floor, the price will be even cheaper, which gives some colleagues with poor financial conditions a choice.

Moreover, the biggest difference between the Chinese Society's housing division and other units is that everyone is treated equally and there is no leadership privilege.

Some units allocate houses, often creating houses exclusively for leadership, and employees dare not speak out.

Tong Zhonggui really felt that the housing allocation in the club was full of humanistic care, and it was Teacher Lin's handiwork at first glance.

"Spending less and living more affordable is better than anything else. I think this is the original intention of the club!" Tong Zhonggui said.

Life itself is more important than false face.