1980 My Literary Era.

Chapter 175 New Story
Lin Weimin observed Yan Wenjing's expression, and excluded him from the list of doubts in his heart.

He thought in his heart, no matter it was a moth at Random House or someone in China caused troubles, let him hand over the publishing rights of "Farewell My Concubine" in such a cheap way, it is absolutely impossible for Lin Weimin to agree.

"Leader, look at it and ask the agency to help you reply. It is absolutely impossible for me to accept the price of 5000 meters. If they are sincere, let them quote the price again according to the US manuscript fee standard, otherwise There is no need to talk about it."

Yan Wenjing frowned when he heard this, Lin Weimin's performance was a bit youthful, but he compared his heart with his heart, and he could understand Lin Weimin's current mood.

This matter must not be communicated bluntly like what Lin Weimin said. The tone should be more tactful, and it is enough to express the meaning of Guowenshe and Lin Weimin, the author, in place.

"Okay, I understand this matter. Let's communicate with them later and try to get them to pay a reasonable price. It's best to make this happen."

Lin Weimin nodded, "I think so too, but Random House has to show sincerity!"

Yan Wenjing glanced at him angrily, "Understood, don't judge me with words."

Lin Weimin laughed twice.

Not long after leaving Yan Wenjing's office, Lin Weimin was surrounded by colleagues in the office, and everyone watched Lin Weimin like a rare and protected animal.

"For the people, "Farewell My Concubine" is really going to be published in the United States?"

Lin Weimin was speechless, the gossip spread too fast, didn't it?
Facing everyone's expecting (ba) expecting (gua) eyes, Lin Weimin said: "I haven't written the horoscope yet, and I just have this intention."

The matter has not yet been decided, Lin Weimin thinks it is better to keep a low profile.

"Isn't it fast if you are interested?" Yao Shuzhi said excitedly.

For this reading comprehension, I will believe that you scored 100 points in elementary school Chinese.

"Not really."

Lin Weimin's categorical denial did not interrupt the gossip of colleagues, but everyone became more interested. When the chat got up, they even put aside Lin Weimin, the protagonist of the incident, and had various imaginations.

There are two focuses of everyone's attention, one is the impact of the publication of "Farewell My Concubine", and the other is the royalties that the publication will bring to Lin Weimin.

You must know that since before the founding of the People's Republic of China, the number of writers or scholars who can truly publish their works abroad is very small, and those who can be welcomed are even rarer.

Therefore, once Lin Weimin's "Farewell My Concubine" can be successfully published in the United States, it will definitely cause a storm in the domestic literary world. Big characters, these four characters are like a gold-lettered signboard, which can firmly send Lin Weimin to the throne of the No.1 writer of the new generation in China, which is unshakable.

Besides the manuscript fee, since the establishment of a certain system, the rice knife has become the common currency of the world in just a few decades, and its strength is comparable to gold.

Although everyone has never been to the United States, they have heard of it. It is rumored that even ordinary workers there can earn tens of thousands of dollars a year.

Regardless of the exchange rate, according to the current market conditions in the private market, it is about 1 yuan per meter.

There are so many people, I dare not think that Lin Weimin's "Farewell My Concubine" has 10,000+ words, even if the publishing house sells it for 8 meters, it will cost [-] yuan in RMB!

8 yuan!
In 82, it was an astronomical figure. Workers in state-owned factories only earned 40 yuan a month. This kind of wealth is beyond the reach of ordinary people in their lifetime.

But now, the money is within reach for Lin Weimin.

Everyone was silent at the end of the analysis.

Although they are all educated people, they are not people who have escaped from vulgar interests after all. Facing such a huge wealth, they can't help but cast their eyes on Lin Weimin.

At this moment, he is calmly reviewing the manuscript with his head down, as if the huge amount of manuscript fee that is easy to get is as light as a feather to him.

Even Yao Shuzhi, who usually likes to bicker with Lin Weimin the most, can't help but look at Lin Weimin with admiration.

"Hey, tell me, is Weimin just pretending, or does he really not care?" Liu Yin asked everyone.

Everyone looked at Lin Weimin in unison.

He Qizhi said: "If it were me, I would definitely not be able to pretend. That would cost tens of thousands of yuan, and it would be enough for me to spend my entire life without going to work."

"That's right." Yao Shuzhi couldn't help thinking, "If the 8 yuan is given to me and deposited in the bank every year, the interest alone will be almost six or seven times my salary. What kind of work do I have to do?"

"You are so beautiful!" Liu Yin teased her.

Everyone discussed for a long time, and finally only came to one conclusion.

Weimin is indeed rich now, and even tens of thousands of dollars are ignored.

It was almost the afternoon when he got off work, and Lin Weimin received an email from Shanghai.

When I opened it, it was a sample booklet of "The Collection of Winning Works of the 1982 National Excellent Novella Selection".

Every year, the National Excellent Short Story Award will be published by Shanghai Literature and Art Publishing House after the award ceremony, and this year is no exception.

Stuffing the book into his bag, Lin Weimin left the office.

Riding a motorcycle to the People's Art Academy, Lin Weimin entered a practice room in the building.

Han Zhuangzhuang was speaking with Liang Guanhua, when he saw Lin Weimin coming here, he put down a few pages of script in his hand, "Old man, you are here!"

"Well, let's match the words, it will be ready soon, and you will see our performance later." Han Zhuangzhuang was a little excited.

"Okay, then I'll wait."

Lin Weimin moved a chair and sat near the door.

He and Liang Guanhua have been rehearsing for more than half a month for the sketch script written for Han Zhuangzhuang last time. During this period, when Lin Weimin asked, Han Zhuangzhuang kept being mysterious and refused to talk about it. The results of more than a month.

Lin Weimin is also very curious about the effect of this popular work in later generations, under the interpretation of the big nephew and the little fat man Liang Guanhua.

Han Zhuangzhuang and Liang Guanhua are almost ready to start performing.

Lin Weimin asked: "Is there still a director missing?"

Han Zhuangzhuang and Liang Guanhua were there from the moment they entered the door, and there was a tool man in the script.

"Wait a minute, we start from the door, people are outside."

As Han Zhuangzhuang said, he walked with Liang Guanhua outside the practice room. This is equivalent to a play within a play in a sketch. After the painting is finished, come in later and it will be the official start.

Lin Weimin looked down at his watch, when the door of the practice room was pushed open.

He looked at the lovely beauty with the director Bao Qing in front of him, and the corners of his mouth twitched wildly.

"Hello audience, I'm a director, and our theater is rushing to shoot "The White-haired Girl". It's not easy to rehearse the show now, but whoever doesn't act in a TV series outside?
You see, my director has been here for a long time, and the actors haven't arrived yet! "

Song Dandan said his lines seriously, and unconsciously glanced at Lin Weimin. This is the famous teacher Lin Weimin.

Like Liang Guanhua, Song Dandan is a student of the training class for actors and actresses. She is recognized by the teachers in the academy as the most talented actor in this year's academy.

In the skit "Yang Bailao and Huang Shiren", the director is a pure tool man, and his eyes are all on the two male actors. If Liang Guanhua hadn't begged her and promised a meal of mutton, she would not have agreed Come on.

Playing such a role, she doesn't even have the ability to use three successes, and she still has the mind to wander off when performing.

"Hey, director, director, director, I'm here, I'm here!" Liang Guanhua trotted in from outside the door, his movements were hasty, but his tone was careless.

He played the role of Fan Wei in the sketch.

"Why did you go?" Song Dandan asked anxiously.

"I'm going out to eat something."

Liang Guanhua approached Song Dandan deliberately while speaking his lines, and breathed at her, Song Dandan turned his head away with a look of disgust and held his breath.

This girl was adding drama to herself, and Lin Weimin immediately saw Song Dandan's intentions.

"The roles are clear?"

"It's clear, I'm playing Yang Bailao."

"What about Huang Shiren?"

"Huang Shiren will pay for me later!"

This is the first joke in the skit, using Yang Bailao and Huang Shiren's identities swapped to create a contrasting effect, this method is also the main method for this skit to create effects.

Liang Guanhua and Song Dandan performed naturally and their lines were fluent, and Lin Weimin smiled knowingly.

interesting!
It's really worthy of being the masters of human art in the future. The performance strength of the two of them is enough to rival many actors in human art.

"Call him!" Song Dandan shouted.

"Yang Bailao" Liang Guanhua turned towards the door as if calling, "Huang Shiren! Huang Shiren!"

That tone was as if calling the watchdog at home.

"Come! Come! Come!"

Han Zhuangzhuang appeared at the door of the practice room. In order to shape the character, he deliberately bowed his shoulders and trotted slowly into the practice room.

Combined with his strong body like a bull, there is a sense of contrast.

Lin Weimin's body, which was still relaxed, stood up unconsciously and leaned against the back of the chair.

My nephew's acting skills have improved a lot!
With the appearance of all three actors, the plot of "Yang Bailao and Huang Shiren" officially kicked off.

The plot is very simple to sum up. Yang Bailao, a poor man who owed money, turned into an uncle who owed money, while Huang Shiren, a landlord, became a bitter man who asked for money.

Belongs to the new story.

The structure of this novel is not complicated, and the technique is not advanced. It is completely using the contrast of identities to create jokes.

Under the interpretation of the three young people, Lin Weimin unexpectedly found that the performance quality of this sketch was not inferior to that of Mr. Huang Hong's version.

Even the eldest nephew's acting skills have improved so much now.

He put his eyes on Liang Guanhua and Song Dandan. This change is definitely inseparable from these two extremely talented actors.

　On the sixth day, two days later.It still has to be you, the monthly ticket is 4600 in the morning, and 5300 in the evening. I will count 3 changes for you, and I owe another 6000 words.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)