Back to 80: My literary life.

Chapter 485: Skywalker

"I understand what you mean, but Ma Hongying is not a simple woman either. I've been talking to her for a long time."

"Really? I thought you guys were done a long time ago."

"It's mainly about the shareholding ratio of both parties," Zhao Hongjun said lazily, lying on the bed with his legs crossed.

"The first phase of investment is not large, the budget is only 200 million. I said you don't have money, right? We put in 160 million, accounting for 75% of the shares, and gave you 60 points, but the woman refused to agree, saying that they must have at least % of the shares, and they have to find a way to raise more money. It's really like to play without money."

Fang Minghua laughed loudly after hearing this.

"This project has been planned by Zhang Xianliang for several years. How can you take the lion's share? Wouldn't that mean he would lose control?"

"I thought so too later." Zhao Hongjun said: Zhang Xianliang is a local boss with great power in the local area. Without him, this project will not work. Later, after bargaining, we invested 100 million yuan and took 48% of the shares. As for the details, we will discuss them slowly later."

"Isn't this OK?" Fang Minghua said with a smile, "We don't have to worry too much about the specific operation of this project, just leave it to Zhang Xianliang. But there is one thing: we must send someone to be responsible for the company's financial accounts."

"I see"

The two parties signed a cooperation agreement in Zhang Xianliang's office the next day: the two parties jointly raised funds to establish Ningxia Huaxia Western Film and Television City Co., Ltd., among which Xijing Shengshi Film and Television Investment invested 100 million yuan, accounting for 48% of the shares, and Ningxia Federation of Literary and Art Circles invested 100 million yuan, accounting for 52% of the shares. The specific details of the cooperation will be determined by subsequent negotiations between the two parties.

All are happy.

In the next few days, Fang Minghua and Zhao Hongjun drove around Yinchuan accompanied by Zhang Xianliang.

Shuidonggou, Helan Mountain and Shapotou are close to Zhongwei.

The Potou Nature Reserve has just been established. It is a desolate place with few tourists. The only star-rated hotel in the desert, the Xingxing Hotel, has not yet been heard from.

"In fact, this is also a good investment project." Fang Minghua stood on the sand slope and sighed in his heart while looking at the surrounding scenery.

But he suppressed his inner impulse.

Forget it, just limit your investments to entertainment projects, there is no end to the money you can make.

After playing in Yinchuan for seven days, Fang Minghua and his friends finally set out on their journey home, heading northeast along National Highway G211, and finally arrived in Xijing on June 6.

Fang Minghua drove across the Wei River Bridge into Caotan, then turned onto Lianhu Road to send Zhao Hongjun home first.

"By the way, Minghua, let me tell you something. I want Tangtang to bring some people to Yinchuan for negotiations."

Zhao Hongjun suddenly spoke.

Fang Minghua was very dissatisfied after hearing this:
"Yinchuan is so hot and the sun is so strong, you want to tan my wife?"

"Tangtang was in the Southern Xinjiang Art Troupe and was tanned like a black loach. How could you be attracted to her? Now you despise her for getting tanned?!"

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"I am going to Yanjing to accept an interview arranged by the Youth Development Fund. This is also very important." Zhao Hongjun explained.

"Okay, you all go. I'm not going anywhere. I'll stay at home to escape the heat." Fang Minghua said lazily.

After seeing Zhao Hongjun off, Fang Minghua continued driving eastward, passing by Xincheng Square - order had been restored here, as if nothing had happened.

After returning to Xingfu Community and entering his home, Song Tangtang was not there, apparently she had gone to work. Fang Minghua took a quick shower, put on a vest and shorts, and felt much more comfortable. In the afternoon, he was too lazy to cook, so he went out to a small restaurant outside the South Gate to eat a bowl of oil-splashed noodles. When it was dark, his wife Song Tangtang came back.

Seeing Minghua sitting in the living room watching TV, he asked while changing his shoes, "How was it? Was this trip fun?"

"It's okay. We also went to Yinchuan to discuss a business deal." Fang Minghua replied with a smile.

"Oh?"

Fang Minghua explained to Song Tangtang in detail what he saw and heard in Bandeng Village, including the donation, and the process of meeting Zhang Xianliang in Yinchuan to prepare for the successful partnership in Western Film and Television City.

"Okay, you stay at home and rest with the baby. I'll take people to Yinchuan in two days." Song Tangtang spoke crisply.

Fang Minghua wanted to say something, but when he saw his wife like this, he shook his head and said nothing.

Three days later, Song Tangtang left Xijing with a few people and took a train to Yinchuan. Zhao Hongjun also went to Yanjing, and Fang Minghua was completely free.

Of course, taking the two kids out for a walk every evening when the weather is cooler is my job. In the remaining time, besides practicing calligraphy and appreciating paintings, I have to write something.

In fact, he had already thought about what to write.

As Deputy Secretary-General Yu of the Youth Development Foundation said, write about rural education.

In 2009, the competition for the 20th Mao Dun Literature Award was extremely fierce, with a total of novels shortlisted. The nomination list included popular works that were previously favored by the literary community, such as Liu Zhenyun's "One Sentence is Worth Ten Thousand Sentences", Mo Yan's "Frog", Jiang Zilon's "Peasant Empire", Su Tong's "River Bank", and Ye Guangqin's "Qingmuchuan".

But in the end, a not-so-remarkable novel broke through the siege and won this year's Mao Dun Literature Prize along with four other popular novels, including "Frog" and "One Sentence Is Worth Ten Thousand Sentences."

He is the "Skywalker" written by the writer Liu Xinglong.

The author takes China's impoverished rural education in the 20s as the background and tells the sad story of a group of private teachers who selflessly contributed to the cause of rural education in their poor lives and their struggle to become regular teachers. It also reflects the difficult journey that the long-forgotten private rural teachers have gone through.

The award speech at that time said: "Skywalker" is a tragic song dedicated to the rural heroes who silently work hard on the land of China. The perseverance and hope of a group of private teachers in the lonely mountains have a touching power. Realism, a sense of destiny and the belief in the brilliant starry sky of human spirit make the meaning of "Skywalker" solemn and far-reaching.

Fang Minghua had only read this novel once and could no longer remember a lot of its contents, but that didn't matter as he was just using it as a reference.

Originally, the novel only described the story of three generations of private teachers at Jieling Primary School in Xihe Township becoming regular teachers, with the time span mainly concentrated in the 1980s, 1990s and 2000s.

Fang Minghua decided to extend the timeline.

In Yongtai Turtle City, we can see Yongtai Primary School built in the Republic of China. It was definitely a "luxurious" building at that time. Li Chongren stayed there like his predecessors.

After liberation, Professor Lu, who was sent down to Bandeng Village, did not forget his duty - teaching and educating people.

Not to mention Zhang Jianlin and Teacher Li from Guanjiabao Primary School. Like Principal Yu in "Skywalker", they support rural education.

Take Bandeng Village as the background, and write from the Republic of China to the present, focusing on the primary school built during the Republic of China period, and writing about the perseverance of several generations of teachers.

Regardless of their background or beliefs, they all silently contribute their own meager efforts to the education and civilization inheritance of this nation.

Just write about them!
(End of this chapter)