Literary Master 1978

A round of warm applause broke out in the cafeteria, for Lin Chaoyang's wonderful answer just now and for his sincere attitude.

Most of the people present today have longer creative experience than Lin Chaoyang, and some even have longer creative experience than Lin Chaoyang.

If some people were still a little unconvinced and arrogant about Lin Chaoyang before the symposium, then after listening to Lin Chaoyang's speech and answer, everyone had only one feeling in their hearts, that is, they were convinced.

After the applause, the students asked questions again, and Lin Chaoyang and Wang Zhaoqian answered everyone's questions without any perfunctory.

The warm atmosphere lasted for more than half an hour, and everyone stopped when the bell rang.

Tang Yuqiu gave another flowery summary, and today's symposium ended here.

Lin Chaoyang was going to go back, but everyone wanted to keep him for lunch, and took advantage of this time to exchange a lot of ideas with him.

After dinner, Lin Chaoyang rode his bicycle to leave, and the teachers and students of the Institute of Literature and Art came to the courtyard to see him off.

Watching Lin Chaoyang leave, Jiang Zilong had a complicated expression. Chen Shixu, who was standing beside him, saw his expression and asked, "Brother Zilong, what are you thinking about?"

Jiang Zilong hesitated and said, "Nothing, just some sighs."

Chen Shixu nodded. Although Jiang Zilong did not say it, he could understand it.

"People like him are talented and thoughtful. They can inadvertently understand things that we may need several years to understand. It is really depressing to get along with such people."

Listening to Chen Shixu's words, Jiang Zilong was silent.

Compared with Chen Shixu, he needed to do more psychological preparation to stand with Lin Chaoyang.

"The Shepherd" is praised as the "starting work of scar literature", and "The Record of Director Qiao's Taking Office" was also called the "starting work of reform literature" when it was first published.

He and Lin Chaoyang are both winners of the National Excellent Short Story Award. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the outside world will always compare the two. Sometimes even Jiang Zilong himself can hardly avoid this mentality.

In the past year, Lin Chaoyang has published novels one after another, and almost every one of them is a heavyweight. In fact, Jiang Zilong has already discovered the gap between himself and the other party.

But until today, he finally realized that the two sides are actually not on the same level at all.

He can clearly feel that what Lin Chaoyang considers is already a level higher than him.

This kind of thinking may not have much obvious difference when it is implemented on paper, but he knows very well that it is exactly what a writer must go through to reach a higher level.

What makes him even more difficult to accept is that Lin Chaoyang is only in his early twenties now. Thinking of this, he sighed slightly. This gap is really despairing!

After returning home from the Institute of Literature, Tao Yushu handed Lin Chaoyang a letter sent from Shenzhen.

Lin Chaoyang's mind suddenly flashed the face of Ermaitai. The letter was indeed written by Ermaitai to Lin Chaoyang.

During the Chinese New Year, Ermaitai said he wanted to go out to work, and Lin Chaoyang suggested that he go to Shenzhen, Guangdong.

In fact, if you really compare, the conditions in Guangdong these days, except for Guangzhou, the provincial capital, may not be as good as those in the Northeast.

But it is precisely because of this that Ermaitai, a rural youth with no power and no skills, has the opportunity to make a name for himself.

Everyone comes here to work, and the competition is about who works hard, who has a quick brain, and a little luck.

Now the Shenzhen Special Economic Zone has just been established not long ago, and there is a huge talent gap. According to official data, there are only six college students in the entire Shenzhen population of 300,000.

It can be said that at this time in Shenzhen, as long as you are not paralyzed in bed, even if you are disabled, you will not have to worry about finding a job.

After 1986, Shenzhen was not so easy to go to. The state issued a regulation and added a "border pass", which blocked a large number of poor people who wanted to go to Shenzhen to work.

Ermaitai went to Shenzhen in April at the beginning of spring. Coincidentally, his brother Damaitai had a comrade-in-arms who was from Shenzhen. After he went there, he joined the construction team.

Shenzhen at that time was a big construction site, with buildings being built everywhere. Ermaitai was strong and fit, and he felt at home in the construction team.

The only thing that made him uncomfortable was the sense of gap in his heart. It was said that Shenzhen was a special economic zone and the forefront of reform and opening up. Before he came, he thought Shenzhen was like heaven.

But after he arrived, he found that the construction level here was not as good as that of his hometown county.

In addition, he was unfamiliar with the place and the local climate. It took him several months to finally adapt to the environment here.

However, Ermaitai also said in the letter that the income from working in Shenzhen was indeed much better than farming in his hometown.

He worked as a laborer on the construction site, earning 60 yuan a month, and saved nearly 200 yuan in four months. He could not earn so much money even if he worked at home for two or three years. Even if he worked in a factory, he would have to save for a year.

After reading the letter, Lin Chaoyang unfolded the letter paper and wrote a letter back to Ermaitai, telling him to be more careful and use his brain when he went out.

A few days later, as school was about to start, Lin Chaoyang received another bill for the number of copies of "The Wreath Under the Mountain".

In the past two or three months, the single volume of "The Wreath Under the Mountain" has been selling like crazy, thanks to the news in the "Liberation Army Daily".

By the end of August, the single volume had been on the market for half a year, and the total print run had reached an astonishing 2.6 million copies, setting a sales ceiling for Chinese military literature, and Lin Chaoyang once again received 3,388 yuan in royalties.

After receiving this royalty, Lin Chaoyang and his wife had more than 16,000 yuan in savings.

After recording the accounts in the evening, Tao Yushu said to Lin Chaoyang: "Hey, has Dening contacted you recently?"

"No, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, she came to the school to see me twice."

When Tao Yushu mentioned this, Lin Chaoyang immediately understood Zhang Dening's little calculation, knowing that Zhang Dening was planning to go the wife route.

"I also told her that you wrote a novel this year and wrote a script for Director Xie. It's not good to always spend money like this. I have been studying during this period.

She also encouraged me to publish more articles in "Yanjing Literature and Art."

Lin Chaoyang laughed. This Zhang Dening has racked his brains to collect manuscripts.

"Then you have to write more articles and earn more royalties from their "Yanjing Literature and Art."

Tao Yushu said gloomily: "I can't earn as much as you write a novel even if I write a hundred articles."

Lin Chaoyang saw that the King of Volumes would also be hit by himself one day, and he felt a little proud.

"Then stop writing and take a good rest."

"No, then I will be eating for free?" Tao Yushu retorted.

This is not okay, that is not okay, female comrades are really troublesome.

Lin Chaoyang decided to teach her a lesson and let her know who is the authority in this family.

In September, the hot weather has a little coolness, especially in the morning and evening.

September of each year is the season for welcoming new students, and it is the busiest time of the year on the Yanda campus.

After the leisure of summer vacation, the library is crowded again.

After work that day, Lin Chaoyang passed by the triangle and met A Mao for the first time in a long time. There were several students around him.

A Mao saw Lin Chaoyang from a distance and waved to him enthusiastically, "Lin!"

"I haven't seen you for a long time, what are you busy with?" Lin Chaoyang asked.

"Study, research, you don't know, I followed the professor to conduct a social survey in Jiangsu and Zhejiang."

Speaking of the past few months of disappearance, A Mao's face was full of pride.

"Social survey? Are you still qualified to go?" Lin Chaoyang teased.

A-Mao is an international student. Normally, the school and teachers would not arrange for them to go together for social surveys.

But who made A-Mao play by the rules? Last year, he ran away for half a month privately, which scared Yanda.

This year, the department has a social survey activity, and A-Mao took the initiative to apply to go. The department thought that instead of letting him run away alone, it would be better for him to go with everyone to avoid any trouble.

After listening to A-Mao's explanation, Lin Chaoyang nodded. He was just doing it by accident.

"What are you doing?"

Lin Chaoyang looked at the students surrounding A-Mao again.

When talking about this, the smile on A-Mao's face turned into distress.

"Learn English!"

Although Lin Chaoyang could roughly guess this idea from the situation just now, he couldn't help laughing when he saw A-Mao's expression.

"There are quite a few people." His tone was a bit gloating.

A Mao said with a sad face: "Many of them are preparing to study abroad, and they use me to practice speaking."

In the past six months, the news of studying abroad at one's own expense has spread widely. There are many people in major universities in Yanjing who are preparing to study abroad at one's own expense, and students from Yanjing University are no exception.

"Your contribution to Yanjing University is also considered as a contribution to Yanjing University."

"Don't make fun of me."

After joking for a while, Lin Chaoyang said: "Come to my house when you have time, I've moved."

"Okay, I'll go when I have time."

Leaving A Mao with his home address, Lin Chaoyang rode away on his bicycle.

A few days later, Lin Chaoyang received a call from Xie Jin, who had just arrived at the guesthouse of Yanying Studio. This time he came to Yanjing specifically to discuss the script of "The Shepherd".

Xie Jin put aside the post-production of "Legend of Tianyun Mountain" and came to Yanjing specifically to discuss the script. Lin Chaoyang had to take a few days off to accompany him in the guesthouse of the north building of Yanying Studio to smoke and revise the script.

Early in the morning, the door of the guesthouse room was opened from the outside, and Director Cheng Yin walked in.

"Wow! You are in a fire scene."

He fanned the smoke in the room with his hands, walked to the window and opened the curtains.

The light in the room was not very bright, and when he pulled open the curtains, the sky outside was bright. Lin Chaoyang and Xie Jin looked like monsters about to appear, squinting their eyes and looking painful.

"Quickly pull it up! Quickly pull it up!" Xie Jin shouted hurriedly.

Cheng Yin didn't listen to him, opened the window, dispersed the smoke in the room, and said disdainfully: "If you don't let this smoke out, I'm afraid you two will get lung cancer."

Cheng Yin is a meritorious director of Yanying Studio. His representative works include "South and North War", "Red Detachment of Women" and "Red Lantern", and he is a good friend of Xie Jin.

"Lung cancer is a matter for the future, and my eyes may be blind on the spot."

Xie Jin stepped forward and covered half of the curtains, blocking some of the light, so that he could adapt to the light outside.

"Another sleepless night?" Cheng Yin asked.

Lin Chaoyang didn't say anything. His dark circles and dry white lips had already answered the other party's question.

Although Xie Jin was over 50, he was a director and his work and rest schedule was reversed all year round. He had no inspiration during the day, but he was full of inspiration at night and pulled Lin Chaoyang to stay up all night to revise the script.

It's okay to stay up late, but the key is that he is addicted to smoking. After revising the manuscript for several hours, the changes in the manuscript are not as many as the cigarette butts on the ground.

Sometimes when he really has no inspiration, he drinks and drinks for half the night. He feels happy, but Lin Chaoyang can't stand it.

He feels that he will live at least one year shorter after revising the manuscript for a few days.

It's not worth it to earn this money!

"I had inspiration last night, wrote and drew, and forgot the time." Xie Jin replied.

Of course, his words can't be taken seriously. Lin Chaoyang couldn't help but complain: "You have inspiration every night, but I haven't seen you draw a few storyboards."

Movie scripts are divided into literary scripts and storyboard scripts. Literary scripts are the work of screenwriters, and storyboard scripts are the work of directors.

Xie Jin is very satisfied with the literary script of "The Shepherd". This time he said he was talking about the script and revising the script, but in fact it was more for the creation of the storyboard script.

After being exposed by Lin Chaoyang, Xie Jin blushed, "Keep improving."

"Just do what I told you..."

Lin Chaoyang said halfway, Xie Jin pretended not to hear, pulled Cheng Yin and said: "Come on, let's go have breakfast."

Lin Chaoyang shook his head helplessly. He had watched the movie "The Shepherd" more than once in his later life. Xie Jin wanted to draw the storyboard script, and having him there was like having a cheat.

But Xie Jin felt that he was the director, so how could he let the screenwriter control him? He had to draw it himself, and he had to do the opposite of Lin Chaoyang, which slowed down the creation of the storyboard script.

During breakfast, Lin Chaoyang said: "If you do this again, I won't accompany you."

"You are a movie screenwriter, you have received the money, how can you quit halfway?"

After spending a few days together, Lin Chaoyang and Xie Jin have become familiar with each other, and they are no longer polite when talking to each other.

"I received the money for the literary script, and the script has been written."

"I still have to revise it, you have to take responsibility."

"Revise your storyboard?"

The two argued for a while, Cheng Yin happily watched the fun, and finally Xie Jin was unhappy.

"Are you here to watch the fun?"

"What does it have to do with me, you say yours."

Cheng Yin just wanted to be a spectator, but he didn't expect to be angered by his old friend.

"It's okay, just stay away."

"You eat in our Yanying Studio cafeteria, and you want to chase me away?"

The quarrels between the few people were mostly jokes, and no one would take it seriously.

When the meal was almost over, Cheng Yin talked about the recent news in the Yanjing literary and art circles.

"Li Hanxiang is coming to Yanjing again!"

"Again?" Xie Jin's tone was a little surprised.

Lin Chaoyang listened to the conversation between the two, and his face showed a little curiosity.

Of course he knew Li Hanxiang, an important director in the history of Chinese film. In his early years, he studied at the National Peking Art College, which is now the Yanjing Fine Arts School.

He came to Hong Kong in 1947, and began directing movies in the 1950s. He has shot dozens of movies so far.

Many of these movies are popular with the audience, and they have achieved great box office success and good reputation. Many of his works, such as "The Beauty of the Kingdom", "A Chinese Ghost Story", "Yang Guifei" and "Empress Wu Zetian", have been nominated for and won international awards.

His works cover many styles, including Huangmei Opera, martial arts, ghost films, romantic films, epics, literature, and realism. Now he can be said to be a representative figure in the Hong Kong film industry.

At this time, there is not much communication between the two sides of the Taiwan Strait and Hong Kong. The situation has improved after the reform and opening up, but the communication is still very limited.

When Li Hanxiang, a Hong Kong director, came to the mainland, the first thing that came to Lin Chaoyang's mind was the names of two movies.