1980 My literary era

After staying at Shi Tiesheng's house until evening, Lin Weimin returned to the Chinese Literature Society.

When I entered the corridor on the third floor of the back building, I heard shouting. I guess it was the brothers next door who were drinking again.

There seem to be few literati these days who don’t drink.

Even people who don't drink can't help but have a few drinks in such an atmosphere.

For example, Lin Weimin was often dragged by these people to drink together.

If placed among ordinary people, this would probably be considered a fair-weather friend.

But when it comes to literati, it's a matter of congeniality.

Lin Weimin didn't plan to fool around with these people today. He was going to write some manuscripts.

During this period of time, he was buying a courtyard house and renovating it. He was spending money like water. If he didn't make some money, he would not have a good year.

What to write?

Lin Weimin scratched his head a little.

In fact, it’s not that I don’t know what to write, it’s just that I’ve been publishing my works a bit frequently lately, and now that I’ve gained some fame, Writer Lin has a bit of ideological baggage.

But you must not destroy your own sign.

He was thinking about his new work when someone knocked on the dormitory door.

"Weimin, I had your phone number in the front building in the morning, but you weren't there at that time."

"knew."

It's too late now and I can't return the call. Let's wait until tomorrow.

The next morning.

Lin Weimin came to the office in the front building. Every day's calls in the club were registered. The person who called Lin Weimin was Liaodong People's Broadcasting Station. He couldn't help but wonder, what could the radio station do to him?

I called back and answered the call. There was a male voice on the other end of the phone, and his tone sounded a little excited.

"Teacher Lin, I have contacted you. I am Liu Baoxiang from Liaodong People's Broadcasting Station."

After chatting for a while, Lin Weimin understood the general situation.

Liu Baoxiang is the program editor of Liaodong People's Broadcasting Station, responsible for the novel broadcast program. He accidentally saw "Cliff" published on the "Contemporary" album a few days ago. He was fascinated at first sight and stayed up late to read the entire novel.

He immediately applied to the station, hoping to broadcast the novel "The Cliff" on the radio.

The program format of novel telling emerged in the United States in the 1930s. In China, the earliest form of radio storytelling appeared in the 1940s.

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, popular novel broadcast programs such as "Novel Series" began to appear in the 1950s.

The radio station leader quickly agreed to Liu Baoxiang's application, and he wanted to contact the author as soon as possible. He had read the novel "Cliff" in "Contemporary", and it was too slow to write a letter to contact the editorial department.

He inquired about it and found out that the book "Cliff" was now published, and it was published by the National Literature Publishing House, so he chose to call the Chinese Literature Society directly.

After listening to Liu Baoxiang's introduction, Lin Weimin just wanted to say that someone would give him a pillow if he dozed off.

When asked about manuscript fees, Liu Baoxiang stuttered. This was the first time he met a writer who talked about money.

"The current standard set by our station is fifty yuan for a full-length broadcast." Liu Baoxiang said.

This price...

Lin Weimin no longer even had the desire to talk, "Teacher Liu, your royalties are too low."

Liu Baoxiang's slightly distorted smile came from the other end of the phone, "Teacher Lin, our radio station is not like your publications in magazines and publishing houses that can sell for money. We rely on state funding, and the total funding for one program is not much. I can’t afford the high prices of magazines.”

After Liu Baoxiang said this, Lin Weimin remembered that it seemed to be the case.

Not just radio stations, but TV stations as well.

There is no advertising revenue these days, and radio and television stations rely entirely on state funding.

The Chinese Literature Society also has state funding. Compared with these units, the biggest advantage is that people really love buying and reading books these days, so the Chinese Literature Society is very prosperous these days.

"That's it..."

Lin Weimin pondered for a moment, thinking about how to get greater benefits for himself, "Then do you plan to broadcast it only on your station, or on other stations as well?"

Liu Baoxiang felt that he couldn't keep up with Lin Weimin's thinking. "Our programs are all produced and broadcast by our own radio stations, but they are also introduced by brother units."

Lin Weimin said: "The novel can be broadcast by you, but it can only be used on your radio station and cannot be broadcast by other units."

Liu Baoxiang was stunned for a moment, and then he understood what Lin Weimin meant.

"Teacher Lin, isn't this not good?"

"If other radio stations introduce it, can you give me royalties?"

Facing Lin Weimin's questioning, Liu Baoxiang was silent for a moment, and then said: "I have to report this matter to the leader."

"good."

This was the first time Liu Baoxiang met such a philistine writer. A few years ago, just after the buzz ended, he went to talk to the writers about broadcasting novels, and they didn't even want royalties.

It’s a good time now, people’s hearts are not as old as they used to be!

Liu Baoxiang put down the phone, shook his head and sighed, and went to the station leader to put forward Lin Weimin's request. The leader said: "What's the matter? We record the program for our own station, so we can agree to it."

After Liu Baoxiang received the leader's reply, he contacted Lin Weimin and said, "Teacher Lin, the leader here has agreed to your request."

"Okay, thank you, Teacher Liu."

Lin Weimin had a smile on his face. It seemed that his detour strategy was successful.

These days, the radio broadcasts novels, and the royalties are pitifully low. Lin Weimin has no intention of selling the fruits of his labor at a low price.

But it was impossible for the radio station to suddenly give him a high price, so Lin Weimin came up with such a limited-scope idea.

There is no copyright awareness in China these days, but there is still some copyright awareness that should be there. It was not until the late 1980s and 1990s that the domestic copyright consciousness was completely destroyed due to the large-scale proliferation of piracy.

Lin Weimin didn't want Radio Liaodong to get the rights to broadcast his novel at a low price, and then give it to a brother unit at an extremely low price after the novel became popular.

The probability of this kind of thing happening in the 1980s and 1990s was too high. This happened in "Harbin at Night" published in 1982.

Rather than that, it is better to be the middleman yourself.

Lin Weimin was not sure that "Cliff" would be a big hit if broadcast on the radio. This idea was purely to prepare for a rainy day, lest this situation actually happened and he regretted it and wanted to hit the wall.

It is also a pity that the novel "Cliff" is a one-time deal, and no matter how high the sales volume is, it has nothing to do with Lin Weimin.

Otherwise, Lin Weimin might be able to give it to the radio station for free to broadcast, just to increase his popularity. When the sales volume of the novel increases, he will not suffer any loss.

Thinking of this, Lin Weimin could only lament that the current domestic opening up is still not enough!

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