1980 My Literary Era.

Chapter 470

The twelfth lunar month passed quickly. After the twentieth of the twelfth lunar month, Lin Weimin successively received feedback from Random House and Gallimard Publishing on the novel "Life is Beautiful Anyway".

Because the novel is in English, Random House can directly review and publish it, with an initial print of 50 copies.Gallimard still needs time to translate, and the first printing has reached 30 copies.

The latest masterpiece of the new Laureate of the Goncourt Literature Prize must have this arrangement.

"No matter what, life is beautiful" is about to be published, and Mr. Lin once again earned millions of dollars in tears.

On the 22nd day of the twelfth lunar month, Zhang Yimou, who hadn’t seen him for a long time, visited Lin Weimin’s home.

The year 87 was like a dream for Zhang Yimou.

In February, "Red Sorghum" won the Golden Bear Award at the Berlin Film Festival, and he suddenly became the pride and representative figure of the Chinese film industry.

There is almost no rest throughout the year, either to participate in the film festival, or on the way to the film festival.

While chatting with Lin Weimin, Zhang Yimou sighed that it is not necessarily a good thing to be famous after winning a big award, he has not thought about movies for a long time.

Others may say that it is Versailles, but Lin Weimin understands what Zhang Yimou said.

Looking back on later generations, he is over 70 and can still produce movies with the efficiency of one work per year. If it is not because of his love for movies, who can do it?It's been a long time since.

Almost half a year was spent in participating in film festivals and various activities, even if he gained some honors, it was indeed a waste for Zhang Yimou.

Are the awards of those film festivals higher than the Golden Bear Awards?

It's nothing more than to give face to the officials. After such an award-winning film has finally come out in China, it is natural to make a good show of it, just like a poor man suddenly rich.

When Lin Weimin asked about his plans for his next work, Zhang Yimou shook his head in a daze. He has been busy for a year, and it has nothing to do with filming. How could he have the time and energy to think about these things.

And he felt that in the year when he didn't make a movie, his thoughts on movies had almost stagnated.

There is also a burden in my heart, "Red Sorghum" won the Golden Bear Award, the next film will not be too bad, right?

Even if you can't win the Golden Bear Award, you must go to several film festivals and win several awards, otherwise it will be a failure.

This is the burden of successful people. Even though Zhang Yimou was already middle-aged when he became famous, it is still difficult to avoid being swayed by such emotions.

Lin Weimin understood his thoughts, shook his head and said, "You have to learn to refuse properly, otherwise how will people know that you have a temper?"

As he spoke, he walked to the bookshelf, took out a copy of "Contemporary", and handed it to Zhang Yimou.

This operation is so familiar!
Zhang Yimou took over the magazine, which was published in the second half of the year and only came out a few months ago.

"Didn't you read many new novels this year?" Lin Weimin asked.

A bit of shame flashed across Zhang Yimou's face, "Yes."

"Look carefully, maybe you will be inspired." Lin Weimin clicked on the cover of the magazine and said with some deep meaning.

Zhang Yimou nodded in conviction. Teacher Lin clicked on the magazine a few times, which was similar to the three times Master Bodhi knocked Wukong's head.

With Mr. Lin's guidance, he let go of the previous ideological burden and obsession inexplicably in his heart. He decided that he must read this issue of "Contemporary" thoroughly when he goes back. Mr. Lin will definitely not be aimless.

In the evening, Tao Huimin came back from filming and talked with Lin Weimin about returning to Wenzhou for the New Year.

During this period of time, Lin Weimin had nothing to do, but Tao Huimin had to film, and she could only take a holiday on the 27th of the twelfth lunar month.

"Dream of Red Mansions" has been filmed for a year and a half, more than half of it has been produced, and the filming will end in another year.

27 is a holiday, and counting the train ride time, the two of them will be at Tao Huimin's house for Chinese New Year soon.

On the 23rd, when Lin Weimin took Tao Huimin to the Painted Alley, they had dinner.

This year he is not in Yanjing for the New Year, so this meal should be regarded as an early New Year's Eve dinner.

The eldest daughter of Han Zhuangzhuang's family is now half a year old, Yin Geli has enough breast milk, and the child looks really pleasing, and Tao Huimin's eyes are full of liking after teasing her for a long time.

Occasionally glancing at Mr. Lin is stressful.

The next day, Tao Huimin continued filming, and Lin Weimin began to prepare the new year's goods to bring home.

These days are not like later generations, there is no online shopping, and there are not so many supermarkets. If you want to buy something, you really have to go from place to place.

After a busy day, when she returned home, Tao Huimin was a little worried when she saw so many things, "I bought too much, so I don't need so many."

"When a new son-in-law comes to visit, he must show his sincerity!" Lin Weimin laughed.

Tao Huimin showed a bit of joy on his brows.

Another day, the editorial department called Lin Weimin and asked Lin Weimin to go to work to collect bonuses and New Year's goods.

Lin Weimin drove to the Guowen Society and said hello to Uncle Zhai.

"Hey, for the sake of the people, I feel much more refreshed if I don't go to work!"

"Isn't it! It's good to know that you don't go to work until you don't go to work!"

Lin Weimin was talking when he saw Cheng Zaochun coming down the stairs on the second floor.

He frowned when he heard Lin Weimin's words. There was something wrong with this kid's state of mind!

"Weimin, how are you doing at home recently? The colleagues in the unit miss you very much!"

Lin Weimin was flattered by the sudden condolences from the leader, "I miss everyone too, but the problem is that we have been suspended!"

As soon as Lin Weimin opened his mouth, he was an old hermaphrodite, and instantly became hideous.

"Thinking about going to finance to get the manuscript fee bill, the pile is almost growing hair!"

Cheng Zaochun snorted and went out the door.

Lin Weimin said to Uncle Zhai: "The leader is hypocrisy."

When he came to the financial office, Lin Weimin immediately became the focus of everyone.

"Oh, you are here!"

The huge amount of manuscript fees was placed in the office, but Lin Weimin did not come to collect it, and the finance team was worried all day long.

Now that the trend of the Goncourt Literature Prize has passed, the sales of Lin Weimin's works have also entered a stable stage.

Over the past two months, the total number of copies of Lin Weimin's works published by Guowen Society has exceeded 1200 million copies. According to the feedback from bookstores and post offices in various places, most of them have been sold out, leaving only a small amount in stock. , It is estimated that it will be digested in half a year.

Among them, "Farewell My Concubine" and "Ming Dynasty 1566" are the most popular, with sales exceeding one million each in two months, and this is only two months of sales.

"Farewell My Concubine" therefore became the first work among Lin Weimin's works whose total domestic sales exceeded 500 million copies.

In the past two months, the benefits created by Lin Weimin's works accounted for almost a quarter of the annual income of the Guowen Society. It affects nearly two-thirds of the benefits of the Guowen Society.

Just horrible!
And Lin Weimin's personal remuneration for printing copies in the past two months has also received an astonishing 82 RMB, which is more than the sum of the annual wages of all the staff of the Chinese Cultural Society.

Under the watchful eyes of the financial staff, Lin Weimin signed and took back the manuscript fee bill, and everyone heaved a sigh of relief.

The manuscript fee bill has been sent away, and everyone can have a good year!
After receiving the manuscript fee bill, Lin Weimin received the bonus at the end of the year, a total of 242 yuan and 6 cents, almost covering their two months' wages.

Lin Weimin was happier with the money than with the hundreds of thousands of manuscript fees, "The benefits of the agency this year are really good!"

"Isn't that thanks to you? All the colleagues in the agency have followed suit."

Lin Weimin is a middle-level cadre in the society, and his salary is relatively high. After two months of salary, everyone should be about the same.

All of a sudden, two months' salary has been added, and the big guy can have a good year this year.

"It's all the hard work of everyone!" Lin Weimin said with a smile.

After leaving finance, Lin Weimin came to the editorial office of "Contemporary" in the back building, and greeted his colleagues warmly.

After seeing each other for a while, everyone was visibly haggard. Seeing this, Lin Weimin was in a good mood.

"You guys, you should pay more attention to rest, and don't exhaust your body."

Lin Weimin's earnest exhortations fully reflected the care and love of the leaders for their subordinates.

Everyone looked at him with disgust and contempt.

Suspension also gives you a sense of superiority!

After being "welcome" out of the office by everyone, Lin Weimin first went to the post office to collect the manuscript fee.

With such a large manuscript fee, the leaders of the post office were paralyzed when they saw it. If they were here, they would definitely not be able to finish it today.

No one told Mr. Lin that this was a special situation. He took Lin Weimin directly to the Yanjing branch to withdraw the money because of special matters.

It was almost dark after finishing the manuscript payment, but it was only five o'clock.

Lin Weimin drove to the upper floors of Muxidi, and took the things issued by the unit upstairs.

After a while, Tao Huimin also came in a car, and the two made an appointment to have dinner at Mr. Wan's house tonight.

"In two days, Huimin and I will go back to their hometown to meet his parents." Lin Weimin told Mr. Wan.

Mr. Wan nodded in relief when he heard the words, "It's time to meet up. We'll have a good discussion about getting married when we get home. You're almost thirty now."

For the older generation, urging marriage seems to be a topic that must be mentioned every New Year's day, even Mr. Wan is not exempt.

Lin Weimin has no father or mother now, and Mr. Wan is one of his few parents.

"Understood, it will definitely be settled this time."

On the last day before Tao Huimin's holiday, just in time for the weekend, Lin Weimin organized another gathering of friends, and the venue was set at Shichahai Courtyard where Shi Tiesheng lived now.

Shi Tiesheng's family, Qu Xiaowei's family, Zheng Guo's family, Wang Shuo's family, more than a dozen families gathered together.

"It's really different after getting married. Tie Sheng looks much more energetic than before! It's all thanks to Simi!"

After Liu Haiyan finished her compliment, everyone echoed in unison.

This is indeed the case. During the year of marriage, Cheng Ximi took care of Shi Tiesheng in every possible way. The key point is that she is still at work, which is especially difficult.

Cheng Ximi was doing work, and was embarrassed by everyone's praise.

Qu Xiaowei asked: "Everyone came here with their families behind them. For the sake of the people, when will you and Teacher Tao do business?"

Lin Weimin smiled and said: "Don't worry, I will discuss it with her parents when I go back to Wenzhou. "Dream of Red Mansions" will have to be filmed for another year next year, so I have to wait until the end of the movie."

Yao Shuzhi teased: "Your Teacher Tao took this movie, which caught up with the Red Army's [-]-mile Long March. How many years have you been filming this?"

""Dream of Red Mansions" is a huge production. It is normal to shoot it for two or three years. CCTV's TV drama has been tossing for several years, let alone a movie." Zheng Guo said.

Everyone sat and chatted together, the kitchen prepared the meals, and when it was almost noon, the dishes were served on the table, which was extremely rich.

During the meal, Lin Weimin asked Zheng Guo: "Is your father's matter settled? It's been almost a year!"

"Soon, Kaichun will take office."

Qu Xiaowei sighed: "That is Shangshu."

"Hey, then your old man has to move to Shangshulou?" Qu Xiaowei teased.

Shangshulou refers to the upper floors of Muxidi.

Zheng Guo scolded with a smile: "Don't spread rumors!"

Lin Weimin watched the two quarreling with a smile. The friends around him had a lot of praise from the old man of the Zheng family, and they would repay them if they had the opportunity.

(End of this chapter)