1980 My Literary Era.

Chapter 195

After wandering outside for 20 days, I returned to Yanjing. At the beginning of September, most of the heat in Yanjing had passed.Lin Weimin felt a bit of coolness in the air, and it happened to be evening. Compared with Zhijiang's still hot weather, the evening in Yanjing was not too comfortable.

After getting off the train and not going home directly, Lin Weimin first found a bathhouse to wash off his exhaustion and sweat before returning to Shichahai.

"Zhuang Zhuang, open the door!"

Lin Weimin knocked on the door for a long time before realizing that Han Zhuangzhuang should be performing in Shanghai with the crew of "Farewell My Concubine" at this time.

He took the key to open the courtyard door, Han Zhuangzhuang also left for a long time, and the furniture in the house was covered with dust.

Lin Weimin didn't have time to clean up these things. He was exhausted this week and needed to take a good rest.

After putting down his luggage, undressing and lying on the bed for a few minutes, Lin Weimin fell into a deep sleep.

Early the next morning, Lin Weimin rode his motorcycle to work at the Guowen Society full of energy.

"Yo, Weimin is back?"

"Long time no see, for the people!"

Greeting everyone along the way, Lin Weimin came to the second floor of the back building and found Meng Weizai's office.

"Leader, I'm here to sell the vacation!"

Meng Weizai also just entered the office at this moment, and was making tea, "Well, I see, the authors have all seen it?"

"That's for sure. When did we delay work?"

Lin Weimin sat on the sofa naturally without giving way, and made himself a cup of tea by the way.

Meng Weizai glared at him and asked, "Have you gained anything?"

Lin Weimin patted the black briefcase that he carried with him, "Three manuscripts, two novellas and one short story, the quality is not to mention, and two more will be sent to our editorial department soon."

"You say you have nothing to say, so you have nothing to say? Did you promise that people will definitely post it?"

Lin Weimin chuckled twice, and Meng Weizai said, "Next time, you can't be so dead-on with your words."

"Understood. Leader, the quality is really good." Lin Weimin defended himself.

Meng Weizai said: "I naturally trust your vision, but if everything is not confirmed, don't make promises to others lightly."

Lin Weimin could naturally hear the kindness and guidance in Meng Weizai's words, "Understood."

"Do you have any comments or suggestions on the work of our editorial department or publications?"

When Lin Weimin heard this, he immediately cheered up, "It really is!"

Meng Weizai became interested immediately, he carried the teacup to the sofa, and sat next to Lin Weimin, "Let's listen to the details."

"Leader, when I communicate with everyone in Zhijiang, the term I hear the most is—pen club."

"Pen meeting?"

"That's right. Over the past two days, publications have sprung up like mushrooms after rain, almost every day there are new publications, and many of them are pure literature publications.

In order to win over author resources from all over the world, these publications are really full of tricks.

The most common move is the pen meeting.Relying on various methods such as the contacts of the publications, local literary associations, and cultural departments, pens of various names will emerge in endlessly. "

Hearing this, Meng Weizai nodded slightly, "I know this a little bit, it's popular among everyone now!"

"Leader, you should understand that author resources nationwide are actually very limited."

When Lin Weimin said this, Meng Weizai already understood what he meant, "We also held a pen meeting before."

"It's different. Leader, the previous PEN Association was so simple, and most of the people we invited were writers who contributed to our publications or had potential.

Today’s pen fairs are more utilitarian. There are only so many authors and so many works. The uncertainty is too high just by discovering newcomers. "

Lin Weimin took out a magazine from his bag, which was the August issue of "Shanghai Literature".

"You see, this column of 'Communications on Modernism' publishes the opinions of Ma Jicai, Li Tuo, and Liu Xinwu on Gao Xingjian's book "A Preliminary Study on the Techniques of Modern Fiction", which has caused a certain amount of repercussions at present. of.

At least when I was in Zhijiang, their discussion in "Shanghai Literature" triggered a debate in the local literary circle about the issue of "modernism". "

"I'm showing you this stuff, not to say why it wasn't published in our journal, after all, our "Contemporary" doesn't have such a column.

What I want to say is that with the development of living standards and means of communication, our generation of authors will communicate more frequently than before, and this kind of contention will become more and more common in the future.

What this contention brings is the influence I mentioned when I insisted on returning the manuscript to the author friends. "

Meng Weizai fully understood what Lin Weimin meant. He thought about it and said, "You mean that we should also seek to expand the influence of "Contemporary" in the literary world. The methods include but are not limited to holding pen meetings and other methods."

Lin Weimin clapped his hands, "That's right. In a world of great strife, nations frequently attack each other. The strong will be strong, and the weak will perish..."

"Go!" Lin Weimin was about to hit a few words when he was interrupted by Meng Weizai.

He thought about it for a while, and a few thoughts flashed through his mind.

There are many ways to increase the influence of a publication, such as the influence of published works, which is hard power, and there is also a certain element of luck.

Another example is the awards, but now "Contemporary" has the mother-in-law of the Chinese Literature Society on top of it, and together with the Association of Literature and Art has monopolized the awards for outstanding short stories in the country. If "Contemporary" starts from scratch, it will be a waste of resources.

Another thing is Lin Weimin’s example of holding a pen meeting. This can be done, but now everyone is doing it vigorously. It may not be easy for "Contemporary" to become a school of its own.

Meng Weizai thought for a long time, and finally set his sights on Lin Weimin.

"You kid has been talking for a long time, do you have any good ideas?"

"Hey, what can I do!" Lin Weimin just wanted to show off when he saw Meng Weizai's eyes, and said seriously: "Expanding influence is not something that happens overnight. The most effective way now is to It's just a pen meeting..."

When he said this, a trace of disappointment flashed in Meng Weizai's eyes, thinking that you kid could have some good ideas.

"in addition……"

Meng Weizai pricked up his ears.

Lin Weimin blinked at him, "Do you remember the letter that Mr. Shen wrote to the Cultural Association last year?"

Meng Weizai's eyes lit up and he nodded.

"The last wish of the old man is to set up a long-form literature award to encourage the creation of writers. The judging committee of the literary association has been established by now, right?"

"What's your kid's idea?"

"You said, what if we can also make an album of the award-winning works?"

Meng Weizai was taken aback, "You really dare to think."

Lin Weimin said frankly: "I have nothing to dare to think about, we are also a unit with the prefix of the country."

"I got you in the first round of the national character? Where do you put the people in the front building? They are the people who are rooted in the Miaohong Literary Association."

Lin Weimin argued: "But he is not pure, he releases everything, how can we be single-minded. Our sales are a little higher than it now? Besides, they are a little bit more political after all, so it is still a bit inappropriate to make this kind of album. .”

Meng Weizai shook his head and said, "This matter is too difficult."

"So, this matter must lead you to take action. First get rid of Lao Yan and Mrs. Wei, and then Xiang Wen..."

Lin Weimin shut up after talking halfway, saying hey, it's not big or small.

"What I mean is that we first reach an agreement within the Chinese Cultural Society, and then focus on the Cultural Association. The chairman of the judging committee is Balao, so it's not easy!" Lin Weimin finally sighed.

Meng Weizai understood what Lin Weimin meant. Apart from his many titles, Balao also had another identity as the founder and editor-in-chief of "Harvest".

"Don't be silly, you kid can't be sure." Meng Weizai's reprimand was more of love.

Lin Weimin stopped talking.

After thinking for a long time, Meng Weizai still couldn't make up his mind, so he said: "Let me ask about this matter first, don't talk about it."

"Don't worry, my mouth is tight!"

Coming out of Meng Weizai's office, the colleagues in the office saw Lin Weimin for the first time in more than half a month, and they had to chat with him a few more times.

Lin Weimin needed a process of adaptation when he just returned to work, and he spent the whole day trying to make ends meet.

When he was about to leave work in the evening, Lin Weimin received a call from Mr. Jin Shan from the art committee.

Two days after Lin Weimin left, Teacher Jinshan called to tell him some news, but Lin Weimin had already left at that time, so he was not notified of the news.

The production of "The Cliff" was completed last month, and the film was sent to the newly established CCTV TV drama production center by Mr. Jin Shan.

The TV drama production center had just been established at this time, but as for the work, "The Cliff" was co-produced by the recording department of the arts committee. Yuan Ruolin, the director of the center, finalized it after watching the first two episodes.

"There will be no party on New Year's Day this year, and "The Cliff" will be broadcast."

Yuan Ruolin's words were finalized, and the schedule for "The Cliff" to appear on CCTV on New Year's Eve was finalized.

Upon learning of this news, even Qindao TV had to adjust the original broadcast date of "The Cliff" to match the broadcast date of CCTV.

After all, co-broadcasting the first domestic feature-length TV series with CCTV is also a historic event for Qindao TV.

Although we have to wait for a few more months, whether it is the art committee or Qindao TV station, everyone is happy.

The TV series can be broadcast on CCTV, which means that the target audience has expanded dozens of times by the way, and it is truly aimed at national audiences.

For Lin Weimin, it is also a great joy for the TV series adapted from his works to be broadcast on CCTV on New Year's Eve.

For future generations, this is a proper CCTV New Year's drama.

Of course he couldn't ask for it.

"This is a great thing!" Lin Weimin said happily.

"Okay, you've been notified about this, so you can wait for the broadcast of "The Cliff" with peace of mind."

After a few more pleasantries, the call between Lin Weimin and Mr. Jin Shan ended.

(End of this chapter)