1980 My Literary Era.

Chapter 202 The one with the small eyes

The publication of "Tao Ma Ren" was scheduled to be published in the form of a supplement to "People's Literature" in January 83. Renyi had to wait a few months for the adaptation rights of the script. It could only be adapted after the novel was published. Prevent the content of the novel from leaking out.

Autumn in Yanjing always seems to be very short. It feels like two cool weekends have just passed, and the weather suddenly turned cold. Lin Weimin was shivering from the cold while riding a motorcycle to and from work. Today he was forced to put on a jacket A leather jacket, or this thing to keep out the wind.

Zhu Changsheng walked into the office shaking his body, his nose turned red from the cold, and said, "It's a bit early for winter this year!"

Liu Yin complained: "That's right, I have to wrap myself in thick clothes again."

Her starting point is entirely based on the beauty of the dress.

Colleagues just entered the office, chatted for a while, and slowly entered the working state.

Lin Weimin's idea of ​​including newcomers and new works in the January issue was approved by Qin Chaoyang, and colleagues in the editorial department are also contacting potential authors recently.

This newcomer does not refer to age or writing time, but refers to potential authors who have not yet been truly tapped.

No matter whether you have published works before or not, as long as you have not yet had a certain influence, you can try it.

After all, "Contemporary" is an authoritative literary magazine for readers across the country.

Lin Weimin had a letter in his hand, and it was Lu Yao who wrote him the letter.

Since "Life" was published last year, it has been greatly welcomed by readers across the country, and it also won an award at the National Excellent Short and Novels Awards Conference in March this year.

At the same time, the publication was also completed. Now it has been reprinted twice, and the sales volume has exceeded 60 copies. Lu Yao received a lot of royalties for this, and the recent small life is very nourishing.

But the purpose of his letter was not to show off, but to tell Lin Weimin that he had handed over the film adaptation of "Life" to Wu Tianming.

Lu Yao told Lin Weimin in the letter that in the past six months or so, Wu Tianming visited his house several times, and each time he came to his house, he had a long talk with him, and the topic of the conversation was naturally inseparable from how "Life" was adapted.Lu Yao was moved, and finally agreed to hand over "Life" to him, and also agreed to be the screenwriter of the "Life" movie.

For the filming funds of "Life", Wu Tianming found Xiying Film Studio, and all of this coincided with Lin Weimin's memory.

While writing back to Lu Yao, encouraging him to participate in the creation of the film script, Lin Weimin did not forget to urge him to write the script.

You can't let this guy forget his old job just because he participated in film creation.

Looking through other letters, Lin Weimin once again found a letter from an acquaintance.

Because there had been correspondence before, Lin Weimin knew that Ma Yuan had graduated from Liaodong University this summer, and then chose to work in Tibet.

The letter sent to him this time not only talked about the current situation, but also a contribution.

"LS River Goddess".

Lin Weimin's eyes were on the manuscript paper, and for some reason, Ma Yuan's image appeared in his mind, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a straight nose and a wide mouth. He is used to round eyes, and when he speaks, he is deliberately loud and bluffing, just like the picture in front of him. article.

After reading the novel, Lin Weimin pondered for a long time. He was judging whether the novel met the manuscript standards of "Contemporary".

In terms of the quality of the writing alone, it seems to be a little bit worse.

13 people went on vacation by the LS River, replaced by numbers according to age.It uses the atmosphere as a suspenseful seduction. First, there is the smell of a dead pig not far from the dinner party, and then 2 tells stories that seem to have mysterious meanings.

And then into the water to swim, the water is very cold. LS River Goddess is actually just a sand sculpture created by collective improvisation based on the imprints of 8 buried on the beach.

The result of playing with mysteries is to dispel them. In fact, there are no mysteries in the novel.

If this is viewed by the older generation of critics, it must be some criticism, thinking that this novel is completely a "narrative trap".

In recent years, literary circles seem to like to use the viewpoint of the British esthetician Clive Bell, that is, art is a meaningful form.

Ma Yuan's narration in the novel creates a traction for readers, which constitutes the form.

This novel is strong in form, but also weak in form. This kind of work that focuses on form has almost no core, let alone ideological content. This is why many older generation critics look down on this kind of work that uses narrative as the core. root.

But Lin Weimin feels that Ma Yuan seems to be slowly finding his own style, which is unique, at least so far, Lin Weimin has not seen it in other domestic writers.

He handed over the novel to his colleagues, intending to listen to everyone's opinions first.

Everyone's opinions are very unified, and the structure is very innovative, but the story is too weak, and it is a bit reluctant to publish it in "Contemporary".

To say barely is an understatement, but to be precise, it does not meet the standards for manuscripts.

The manuscript was sent to Qin Chaoyang, and Lin Weimin still wanted to fight for it.

"Ma Yuan's personal style is very prominent, and now he is gradually forming his own style. I think this style is rare among domestic writers, and we should cultivate it."

Qin Zhaoyang listened to Lin Weimin's words, thought for a long time, he attached great importance to Lin Weimin's words, and said: "Then let's do this. Write him a letter and see if there are any other works with a similar style, or create another one. "

"Leader, after talking to others like this, we must use it, or else it will be a joke?"

Tan Chaoyang glared at him, "Your major general my army!"

He pondered for a moment, and said: "As long as he can perfect a work of the past based on this style, I agree to let him publish it."

"Leader, what do you mean by past works? Isn't your standard too vague?" Lin Weimin asked after him.

"You're an editor, don't you think so?" Tan Chaoyang reprimanded him.

Tan Chaoyang was also helpless, feeling that this kid Lin Weimin would only cause him trouble.

Lin Weimin chuckled twice, "Then I'll call him and tell him to get it out quickly."

Tan Chaoyang frowned and said, "What are you in such a hurry for?"

Lin Weimin said: "Let him be on the January issue!"

Tan Chaoyang nodded, "Okay, as long as his next work can be a little more mature than this one, then let him do it."

Having received Tan Chaoyang's promise, Lin Weimin happily planned to contact Ma Yuan immediately, and then used Tan Chaoyang's phone to make an outside line.

Lin Weimin told Ma Yuan about the decision of "Contemporary" and asked him to attach great importance to it. Ma Yuan on the other end of the phone also realized that this was a rare opportunity, and promised to write a decent article as soon as possible.

After hanging up the phone, Tan Chaoyang shook his head and said, "Don't think too much, boy, it's not so easy to write good works."

Lin Weimin said relaxedly: "People are light and light without pressure. Writing is different from other things. Sometimes when you force it, it really has a miraculous effect."

"Heretics!" Tan Chaoyang scolded, and threw a copy of "Lianchi" to Lin Weimin.

"There is a young man here who has written something good. See if you can make an appointment with him for a manuscript."

Lin Weimin opened the catalog and was about to ask "who is it", but his eyes were fixed on the catalog.

"Moyan?"

Qin Chaoyang asked in surprise, "You paid attention too?"

Lin Weimin couldn't say that Lao Tzu didn't know the future, so he could only nod his head, "This young man's writing is good, he is a good seed."

"That's just right, I'll leave it to you to organize drafts with him."

Lin Weimin naturally agreed, "Okay, leave this to me."

He turned his head and left the office, and came back a few minutes later with an extra leave note in his hand.

"What do you mean?"

"Ask for leave!"

"What leave?"

"Chuang... No, I'm going to draft."

Lin Weimin shook the "Lotus Pond" in his hand.

Tan Chaoyang was speechless for a while, "Why do you think that every time you come out, you come out once?"

"Didn't you say to leave this matter to me? I am responding to your call."

Qin Chaoyang had no choice but to say, "Yes, I'll give you a leave."

It took less than 5 minutes from finishing the topic of drafting to Lin Weimin asking for leave with a note. It can be said that the efficiency is amazing.

It's a pity that the phone call took too long. It took Lin Weimin two hours to find out Mo Yan's address in a roundabout way.

Mo Yan is now working in a certain military agency in Yanqing, Yanqing is less than a hundred kilometers away from Yanjing, Lin Weimin said hello to Qin Chaoyang, and then rode on a motorcycle and drove away.

The road conditions are poor these days, so Lin Weimin inquired for the address of the army all the way, and it took him half a day to find the place.

When we arrived at the gate of the army, it was already evening. Lin Weimin showed his ID and letter of introduction to the sentinel on duty at the gate, but the sentry said it was too late now and asked Lin Weimin to come back tomorrow.

Lin Weimin had no choice but to find a guest house to live in. The next morning, he entered the army compound.

Lin Weimin met Mo Yan in an office. He is now a political teacher in the army.

Just like Lin Weimin's impression, the one with small eyes is similar to mung bean.

"Mr. Lin, hello!" Mo Yan shook Lin Weimin's hand cautiously.

The sentinel who brought Lin Weimin left wisely, Mo Yan asked Lin Weimin to sit down and poured him another cup of tea.

Only then did Lin Weimin explain the purpose of his visit, "I saw the novel you posted on "Lianchi", and this time I came here to send you a draft request."

Although Mo Yan had already guessed Lin Weimin's purpose, he couldn't help being a little surprised and delighted when he finished speaking.

"How is it? Are there any new works recently? Our "Contemporary" is planning to introduce a group of fresh writers and works to readers and friends in the January issue of next year. A rare opportunity." Lin Weimin said in a bewitching tone.

Mo Yan's heart skipped a beat when he heard his words.

His hometown is Gaomi, Shandong Province. He joined the army in 1976. He has been writing and contributing since 78. It was not until last year that he finally published his first novel "Rain on a Spring Night" on "Lianchi". This year He posted another "Ugly Soldier" on it.

"Lianchi" is a publication issued by the prefecture-level city Federation of Literary and Art Circles, and its influence is limited.

But even so, it still played an extremely important role in Mo Yan's life.

It was thanks to two short stories published in "Lianchi" that Mo Yan, who has been in the army for many years, was finally promoted by his superiors to become a teacher at the platoon level this summer.

Mo Yan knew very well that he had no family background and no academic qualifications. This kind of extraordinary promotion was due to his continuous writing during his time in the army.

Of course Lin Weimin's famous name, Mo Yan, knows that he has even read every work, and he also knows that he is now an editor of "Contemporary".
This opportunity is no less than when he decided to join the army!
Mo Yan told himself, I must grasp it.

(End of this chapter)