1980 My Literary Era.

Chapter 604

If you just look at the names of "The Story of Promotion" and "Story of Robbing Officials", readers may think that the contents of the two novels are related, but in fact the styles of the two novels are completely different.

What is the content of "The Story of the Robber" about?
Excluding all kinds of metaphors in the novel, "Roots of Officials" actually tells a story of G's fate, a story of a JJ using violent means to overthrow another JJ, and a story of fighting the country.

"The Story of Promoting Officials" tells the story of sitting in the mountains and rivers. Who can sit in the mountains and rivers?

Those who are ordered cannot sit in the country, only bureaucrats can sit in the country.

"Promotion of Officials" does not have the violence and bloodiness of "Roots of Officials", but the inside that it shows makes people shudder.

Such works with extremely strong sense of irony and condemnation may not be the most popular literary works, but they must be the most favored by the literary and critic circles.

After signing the contract, the publication of "The Story of Promotion" was put on the agenda.

Because it is a work published by his own publication, and the author is Lin Weimin, the editor-in-chief, the review of "The Story of Promotion" is basically a formality, and the typesetting begins within a few days.

After so many years, Lin Weimin's novels have already become the treasures of the Guowen Society.

When publishing his novels, Guowenshe has never worried about the sales volume. Basically, the first printing starts with 50 copies, and the publication of "The Story of Promotion" is no exception.

After the calculation method of manuscript fees has been changed to royalty sharing, the originally insignificant manuscript fees have become considerable.

The first printing of "The Story of Promotion to Officials", before it went on sale, Lin Weimin received 14 yuan in royalties.

Although it is still not comparable to the income of overseas publishing, at least it has made great progress.

Lin Weimin was calculating the manuscript fee for "The Story of Promotion", when Yu Hua walked into his office.

"Mr. Lin, the fourth issue of our "Kyushu Heroes" is about to be released. You have to tell Xiao Zhuanfeng that the manuscript must be delivered quickly!"

Lin Weimin's face was not worried when he heard this.

Hurry up!I will know it in one day!Urging?I don't need time to write?
"Understood. Isn't there still more than a month left? What's the rush?"

Yu Hua looked helpless, "Can I not be in a hurry? I don't feel at ease if he doesn't finish the manuscript and send it to the editorial department. Why can't you discuss it with him and let him finish it quickly? If he can finish it, I'll send someone to wire the manuscript fee immediately."

You think I'm a printer?
Lin Weimin planned 50 words for "No. 20 in the World", but now he has only finished writing 30 words. Thinking that there are still [-] words left, he feels extremely painful.

The pit was dug too deep to jump over.

"No." Lin Weimin refused bluntly.

"You didn't even ask him, how do you know you can't?" Yu Hua asked back, looking at Lin Weimin suspiciously at the same time.

Lin Weimin realized that he had slipped the tongue, and made up for it: "He still has a novel in his hand, and he needs to find time to write "Kyushu Heroes". Now [-] words a month is already the limit."

"That's it!"

Yu Hua said, but the suspicion on his face did not dissipate. Seeing Lin Weimin staring at him, he couldn't ask any more questions, so he left the office.

After he left, Lin Weimin became more and more angry in the office, and suddenly slammed the table.

Reverse Tiangang!

Thinking that I, Lin Weimin, have been in the literary world for so many years, and I have never been the only one to urge others. Who would dare to urge me?
Especially Yu Hua was excavated by him alone, this is simply deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors!
Lin Weimin came to the editorial department of "Contemporary" in the back building, called Tong Zhonggui out, and asked him if Yu Hua had any new works recently, Tong Zhonggui shook his head, "No."

Lin Weimin couldn't help sighing, "Oh! I'm all to blame for this matter. I originally wanted to find him a job, but unexpectedly, it delayed his creation. It's been almost a year, and I haven't even written a piece of work."

Tong Zhonggui said: "Mr. Lin, how can you be blamed for this? You are also doing it for his own good."

Lin Weimin waved his hands, his face full of self-blame, "Okay, you don't need to comfort me. Thinking about it later, try to persuade Yu Hua, let him put his mind on creation, be good at work rather than work, and not just think about work."

Tong Zhonggui nodded seriously, "Don't worry, I will persuade him well."

"Okay, I believe you."

After speaking, Lin Weimin left the back building with a slightly heavy expression.

Tong Zhonggui looked at Lin Weimin's back and felt emotional.

This is Mr. Lin, thinking about these young people all the time, and worrying about them.

No, I can't let Yu Hua go down like this again, I have to cheer him up.

Thinking of Teacher Lin's back full of guilt, Tong Zhonggui decided to act immediately.

"Hey, why did you go?"

In Tongwen News Agency's office, Tong Zhonggui looked at Yu Hua who had just come back from outside and asked.

Yu Hua subconsciously felt guilty, "I didn't do anything. Why are you here?"

"Come over to see you. You've been so busy with work recently that you haven't written a single novel yet!"

"Isn't this busy!" Yu Hua said, spreading his hands.

"In the past, "Kyushu Heroes" didn't start a publication, so you can just say you are busy. Now that the publication has published several issues, you can't keep being so busy, can you?"

Yu Hua quibbled: "You don't know how hard it is to get a manuscript now. As the editor-in-chief, my hair is getting gray every day."

"I chatted with Xiao Qin just now, and your backlog is almost enough for three issues."

Tong Zhonggui exposed Yu Hua's lie with a single sentence, his face was a little embarrassed, and he could only say: "Oh, I haven't been inspired recently!"

"Where did you get the inspiration for not writing? It's been almost a year, and you haven't even written a short story. Yu Hua, you can't go down like this anymore!" Tong Zhonggui said with a broken heart.

Yu Hua didn't expect that now that Mr. Lin's reminder and Guan Xiaohei were gone, he didn't expect that there would be another Tong Zhonggui.

"Got it, got it, I'll write it in two days, I'll do it as soon as possible." He said perfunctorily.

Tong Zhonggui shook his head, and said, "When is soon? Don't be perfunctory to me, just be more serious about what you say and write. In this way, come to my house at night, and we can have a good discussion about your next work."

"To your house?" Yu Hua looked puzzled, "No need? I have something to do at night."

"Is there anything more important than writing? Yu Hua, I'm not talking about you. That's right, "To Live" has achieved good results. But you can't be complacent because of this. Look at Mr. Lin. Which novel has not achieved better results than "To Live" after it was published? Has he slacked off? For so many years, Mr. Lin has been working hard..."

Yu Hua didn't expect that he would get Tong Zhonggui's verbal criticism with a single sentence. He was urged to write in front of so many colleagues in the office, and Tong Zhonggui looked sad again.

"Okay, okay, go to your house at night, go to your house to discuss the new work."

Only then did Tong Zhonggui nodded in satisfaction, "That's right."

Yu Hua invited Tong Zhonggui out of the office like a god of plague, and when he came back, he saw everyone looking at him with mocking faces.

Yu Hua's face was full of annoyance, this Tong Zhonggui, he didn't learn the good things about Mr. Lin, but he learned the essence of prompting manuscripts and closing the small black room.

Sitting back in his seat, Yu Hua complained a few words about Tong Zhonggui in his heart, and couldn't help thinking about the scene at the finance side just now.

Before "Kyushu Heroes" was launched, he hadn't been promoted to the editor-in-chief, so Mr. Lin took care of everything big and small in the publication.

In the past, he only knew that Xiao Zhuanfeng's manuscript fee was 60 yuan per thousand characters, and he never cared about the payment of manuscript fees.

When he went to Mr. Lin's office just now and noticed Mr. Lin's unusual attitude, he was suspicious and kept his eyes open.

I went to the finance department to inquire about it, only to find out that Mr. Lin has been collecting the manuscript fee for Xiao Zhuanfeng all along.

The manuscript is only in the hands of Mr. Lin, but is it too cautious to ask Mr. Lin to collect the manuscript fee?
Moreover, Teacher Lin will collect the manuscript fee on his behalf. What does this mean?He must be in Yanjing, and he has a very close relationship with Mr. Lin.

Shi Tiesheng's face popped up again in Yu Hua's mind, but he immediately denied his thoughts.

impossible.

He had already asked Tie Sheng once before, if he was really a little driller, it would be impossible for him to hide this from himself.Moreover, his body does not support him to engage in such long writing, even if it is a martial arts novel.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed in Yu Hua's mind.

There is only one truth in this world, exclude all impossible answers, and the remaining one, no matter how unbelievable it is, is the truth
— Sherlock Holmes
At that moment, Yu Hua realized.

All the clues in his mind were completely strung together to form a complete chain, allowing him to see the truth through the thick fog.

Teacher Lin is a little driller.

Yu Hua sat on the seat, his heart was full of excitement and excitement, he got up and planned to go to Lin Weimin to verify it, but then he was pushed back on the chair by reason.

Why is Teacher Lin so secretive?Don't you want people to know?

A generation of great masters in the Chinese literary world went to write martial arts novels, and it really doesn't sound good to say it.

Yu Hua thought he knew Mr. Lin well, and knew that he always cherished feathers, so he definitely didn't want this kind of news to spread.

Yu Hua didn't think about spreading the news, but the problem now is that he didn't get the manuscript, so he still doesn't feel at ease!
Mr. Lin has no experience in writing martial arts novels across borders. What if "No. [-] in the World" pulls his hips?
"Kyushu Heroes" is currently on such a good upward trend, it would be a pity if this happened.

Anyway, novels have to be written, and I can feel at ease when I finish writing them earlier. The longer I delay, the more likely problems will arise.

Yu Hua himself writes novels, and he knows all too well the twists and turns.

Don't believe the nonsense that slow work produces meticulous work. If a writer can write good things just by slackening, everyone will become a great writer.

It's over if you write slower than anyone else.

As the saying goes, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. There is no pressure to produce oil, and people are light and light without pressure. Now the wind and water are turning, I am the editor-in-chief, and Mr. Lin is just an author, so I have to press his manuscript hard.

When Yu Hua thought that he could stand in front of Lin Weimin and urge the manuscript with arrogance, he couldn't help laughing, which made other colleagues in the office bewildered.

After getting off work in the evening, Yu Hua waited at the door of the building early, and when he saw Lin Weimin coming down the stairs, he immediately went up to him.

"Ms. Lin, hehe..."

Yu Hua's wretched smile made Lin Weimin choked up enough, he frowned and asked, "Why?"

"Little Zhuanfeng, you have to hurry up and urge him. I think he is actually very efficient in writing. With a little effort, it shouldn't be a problem to finish the novel in a month."

Lin Weimin looked at Yu Hua up and down with a bit of surprise in his eyes.

Yu Hua didn't blush, "Then what, you can take my words with you, I'll go first."

After speaking, he was about to run away.

I didn't want a voice behind me, "Yu Hua, wait for me!"

Yu Hua turned his head and saw that it was Tong Zhonggui who was running towards him waving his hands.

He was in a good mood just now and suddenly depressed, and a sentence floated in his mind inexplicably.

When is the time for retribution!

　It's really painful to have this disease, and taking medicine is useless, so I can only resist it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)