Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

Chapter 192, physical book publication (please subscribe!)

"I have read "White Deer Plain" and "Abandoned Capital". They are very well written and are excellent works."

As he spoke, the old man changed the subject.

"But my "wind" is not bad. At least in my personal opinion, it is no worse than "White Deer Plain" and "Abandoned Capital".

Even because of the readability of the story and the carrying capacity of history, I think "Wind" will be more favored by the market than "White Deer Plain" and "Abandoned Capital". "

Hearing these arrogant words, Tao Ge's eyes lit up a bit, and after vaguely signaling to the photographer to capture the micro-expression, he then said:

"After you said so much, I got an idea. "The Wind" is written better than "Bailuyuan" and "Abandoned Capital"."

Damn, this bitch is evil.

He kept pulling himself towards the opposite side of Lao Chen and Lao Jia.

But just pull it! Just what I want.

Even if this "rumour" cannot suppress "Bailuyuan" and "Abandoned Capital", I still have the next "lurking" book.

He is still very confident about the novel "Latent".

Speaking of lurking, Zhang Xuan thought of the Mao Dun Literature Award.

I thought that if the response was good, I might be able to compete with Bai Luyuan and others.

Thinking of the Mao Dun Literature Prize, Zhang Xuan's whole body trembled, and his heart burst out with passion.

The road to literature has reached this point. If you say that he has no vanity or ambition in his heart, no one would believe it.

As for whether we can win or not, let’s not talk about it for now, but we must have the energy to refuse to admit defeat.

It's just a matter of connections in the literary world behind him. This is where he is worried at the moment, but he can't rush this, he has to take it step by step.

Pulled to the opposite side, Zhang Xuan even thought of the scene where he was sprayed bloody by Lao Chen, Jia Jia and others.

But he is not afraid.

Zhang Xuan is thick-skinned and very open-minded in his life. He just wants to compete. Whether he can win or not is another matter.

He even thought darkly: It would be fine if you just fight and scold me. I talk about martial ethics, but the most I can do is scold you.

If you dare to form a clique to scold yourself or suppress yourself, but if you are alone and weak, you can't do it. When the time comes, don't blame me for being cruel and ruthless, and I will learn from all your subsequent good works.

After thinking about his options, Zhang Xuan lowered his eyelids and replied:

"Whether "The Wind" is better written than "White Deer Plain" and "Abandoned Capital", this is a matter of opinion and wisdom. I believe the market will make a choice."

Tao Ge stared into his eyes and asked, "You seem very confident."

Zhang Xuan said calmly: "As a writer, if you have doubts about your works, you can give up writing."

Tao Ge agreed with this, then turned a page of the manuscript and said:

"You know, "White Deer Plain" was undoubtedly the best-seller in 1993. Many newspaper reviews used the term "hot in the capital" to describe the best-selling book of "White Deer Plain".

According to the sales data of Xinhua Bookstore on Nanjing East Road, Shanghai, the sales volume of this book in this bookstore in 1993 was 13,500 copies.

Do you still have confidence after hearing this number? "

Zhang Xuan knew how popular "Bailuyuan" was. The annual royalties were as high as 4.55 million, making him the author of the rich list.

Zhang Xuan calmly replied: "Of course. As I said before, the work has been written and the quality is there. I believe in the market."

Tao Ge asked: "You mentioned the market twice just now. Literary works use the market to speak. Can I understand that you attach great importance to fame and fortune?"

Tsk! This girl deserves to be a graduate of Oxford University, and she deserves to have a scholarly temperament.

The responses are sharp and the questions are sharp.

But, so what?

Zhang Xuan said calmly: "Fame and wealth are a double-edged sword for everyone, especially writers.

Writers wait for fame and fortune before they become famous, and I am no exception.

Compared to some writers who value the opinions of professionals, I hope I have a wider audience.

For me, winning over young people is a must. You have to believe in young people. When young people come, the future will come. I don’t want to give up on the market, and I don’t dare to give up.

Writing is so hard, and if it is only circulated within a small circle, it is not worth my trouble. I want more readers to get involved in my writing, and for this I am willing to put in more effort.

Of course, there will be people who will criticize my words. There will be people who will stand up and talk without pain. They have good reputation and sales, but they will definitely act aggrieved and say: they don’t care about fame and fortune, they are afraid of fame and fortune. "

Tao Ge smiled with satisfaction. He was very sure of this arrogant but self-justifying opinion. He couldn't help but admire in his heart. There is really no one who can write such excellent works.

Tao Ge calmed down his emotions and then asked: "Did you know that although Feng Sheng has not been serialized yet and has not been physically published, several big directors have already found People's Literature and asked for information about you.

So the question is, if literary works want to reach young readers with the help of film and television, will it be disgusting? "

Zhang Xuan was stunned when he heard this, and then he burst into laughter. Did a director take a fancy to it?

What a damn discerning person!

The question is who is the great director?

Is it Zhang Yimou?

Or Jiang Wen?

Or both…

But who cares? As long as you are really serious, no matter how hard you try, you will definitely find a way to find yourself.

I don’t need that much money now, so why should I be anxious?

Wait, wait for the fish to bite.

The unexpected good news made Zhang Xuan happy, and then he said seriously:

"Would it be disgraceful? First of all, I don't have it. Secondly, even if it does, you have to swallow it, because the times are developing and we cannot fight against the times.

Life is about learning to accept it, including accepting "disdain", which is part of life. If life were all about flowers and moons, we wouldn't need "wind".

In a sentence: History and human nature are two long rivers, and real heroes can cross them at the same time. I want to be this hero. "

Tao Ge listened quietly for a long time, then she clapped her hands and said, "I cover my head and think deeply, with all kinds of emotions. I envy you so much."

Zhang Xuan smiled and asked jokingly: "You still like to watch "The Wind", right?"

Tao Ge smiled and nodded, and continued: "Last question, we talked about Borges earlier, which makes people think of the heyday of China's contemporary avant-garde literature, where you also started.

But I noticed that, judging from the landscape of Chinese novels today, you are one of the few writers who can transfer and place the avant-garde tradition in the present, and inspire new creative vitality in the present.

Techniques such as "metanarrative," "first-person narrative strategy," "amoral perspective," "deconstructing history," and "language strategies" that are commonly used by avant-garde novelists have been used skillfully in your novels.

From the perspective of the entire writing concept, you no longer establish the spiritual pedigree and boundaries of your writing according to tradition and avant-garde, elegance and vulgarity, grandiose and personal, etc., but freely mobilize various writing resources.

Moreover, Pioneer only focuses on the structural changes and narrative strategies of the novel. Looking from the world of the novel, you can vaguely feel that you are getting closer to the modern proposition of Kafka-style system's suppression of people. "

Zhang Xuan thought for a while and said: "Pavant-garde literature is slowly disappearing, and in the future we may not even be able to smell it.

Why is this happening?

Because the scene of avant-garde literature is built on the stage of elite reading, and today the stage of elite reading has gradually collapsed.

The future is the world of the Internet. The Internet makes the public clamor and oust the elites, turning them into stragglers who may be beaten by the masses at any time. The elites have fallen into disgrace. They have lost their power and voice. They are unable to issue "new banknotes" and they no longer want to issue them. All songs - words are also songs - have the appeal of performance. When the elite's singing is not listened to, or even can only be criticized, shutting up may be the only option.

Amid the wind, the characters in my novels are all trapped in high walls, and their humanity is oppressed and alienated. But perhaps what readers are talking about is the spy war and the story: this is not the voice of the elite, but the noise of the masses. This is something that frustrates a lot of people, but it’s reality and, I’m afraid, it’s the future. "

Tao Ge was startled, shocked by his remarks, and said after a long time: "That's serious. To be honest, I think there are not many people studying you. Over the past six months since Feng Sheng was serialized, I noticed that there are at least twenty comments , almost all major literary review publications have conducted special studies.

You may think that these sounds are weak and cannot travel far, but they can be passed on. The real distance is when it is passed down. Those noises are just bubbles and cannot withstand the wind of time. "

Zhang Xuan said nonchalantly: "You are a typical elite thinker."

Tao Ge also realized it a bit, and then asked with a self-deprecating smile: "Isn't it a bit Don Quixote?"

Zhang Xuan smiled, waved his hand, and passed the stairs: "Don Quixote fought against the windmill, but today you fight against the "wind sound"."

At this point, in accordance with the prior agreement and the prior charter, the interview has been completed.

Even if Tao Ge still has a lot to ask and say, he can only leave it for next time.

Tao Ge waited until the camera turned off, then stood up and asked, "You seem to value the Internet very much?"

Zhang Xuan poured her another cup of tea, "It's not that I value the Internet, but that the whole world values ​​the Internet.

Last December, media around the world were reporting on America’s “Information Highway Plan.” Have you seen the relevant news? ""

Tao Ge nodded thoughtfully, picked up the tea and sipped it in small sips without saying another word.

After a few minutes, the photography guy packed up and left.

The assistant was also very discerning, so he followed me and quietly closed the door after leaving.

Tao Ge drank half a cup of tea slowly and felt that his mouth was no longer dry, so he raised his right wrist to look at the time.

The time shows, 9:27.

Then she put down the cup, took out a document from her bag, handed it to Zhang Xuan and said:

"According to our previous exchange of letters, the publisher has formulated a publishing contract for the physical book of "The Wind". Please read it over."

Zhang Xuan asked in surprise: "We?"

Tao Ge explained: "The first person who came into contact with you was Editor Li. Later, he retired early due to health reasons, so I took over."

Zhang Xuan was stunned, always thinking that the woman in front of him was just a field reporter, but he didn't expect that she was the editor with whom he corresponded.

Such a young editor…

That’s outrageous!

But thinking about the real talent and learning shown by the other party in the interview just now, and considering that the other party graduated from Oxford University, it seems that there is no surprise.

However, people's literature is people's literature after all. Such units cannot stand out simply because they are talented and capable.

If young people want to rise to the top, they must have a background.

And it can’t be a general background.

It seems that I still underestimated this Ms. Tao!

With these thoughts in mind, when Zhang Xuan looked at the other party again, his eyes began to shine. Didn't he lack connections in the literary world?

This seems to be it.

Although I don’t know the depth of the other party, I am now completely broke and blind in the literary world. No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat, right?

You should not miss the noble person who comes to your door.

Their eyes met, Tao Ge looked at the changes in his eyes, and seemed to have guessed what he was thinking.

She smiled intellectually, opened her bag again, took out a business card and gave it to Zhang Xuan: "This is my business card."

Zhang Xuan realized, understood, understood.

When someone takes the initiative to give her a business card, she is telling herself that she can contact her if she has anything to do.

I took the business card and saw that in addition to the name and landline contact number, there was also a BB phone contact information on it.

What a good thing, there’s no need to say anything. Zhang Xuan took it with both hands, opened the drawer, and put the business card in solemnly.

Facing the other party's gaze, Zhang Xuan immediately tore off a note, wrote down his BB phone number, handed it over shamelessly and said with a smile:

"I'm sorry, my official business card is still being made. I'll mail one to you when it's ready. You can use this one first."

Tao Ge looked at him with interest, seeing through his nonsense at a glance, but still reached out to take it and put it in his bag.

Zhang Xuan asked curiously: "When did you take over?"

Tao Ge told him: "Last August."

Zhang Xuan was dizzy, "Does this mean you were the one who contacted me from beginning to end?"

Tao Ge nodded lightly: "The manuscript you submitted was accepted by Editor Li, and it was because of his recommendation that People's Literature tried to serialize it. I was his deputy at that time, and I was the one who responded to your letter."

The old man believed this. After all, all letters were written in the same handwriting from beginning to end, so there was no way to fake it.

Zhang Xuanxin believed it, but he still looked at the other party in confusion. Why did you, the editor of People's Literature, come to this place? After all, he was still a nobody now.

Tao Ge was so smart that he immediately understood his doubts. He took a sip of tea and said frankly:

"This is the first time that People's Literature has serialized a full-length novel. At the same time, there is a publishing contract to deal with. Finally, I am also very curious about "March"."

There is nothing wrong with this. Field reporters can conduct interviews and be curious about "March", but they cannot sign contracts.

At this point, Zhang Xuan stopped asking, but opened the contract and looked at it carefully.

The matter is of great importance, so we must consider every word and don't dare to be careless.

Fearing that something might be wrong, the old man read it three times in a row. Especially the royalty sharing part, he read it several times.

After checking it several times, I found nothing wrong, and it was consistent with what was stated in the previous letter.

After confirming, Zhang Xuan did not hesitate, picked up the pen, unscrewed the cap and began to sign and fingerprint.

Seeing that he had no objection, Tao Ge also started signing and pressing fingerprints in relevant places.

This woman can indeed sign a contract with me on behalf of People's Literature. It seems that her status is not low. She must have a good relationship with this thigh.

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