1980 My Literary Era.

Chapter 213 Winner of the First Yanbing Literature Award

Lao Guo left, not passed away, but returned to Xining.

Before leaving, Lin Weimin and Qu Xiaowei went to the station to see him off. He was even thinner than when he arrived.

As the roar gradually sounded, the north wind was bleak, blowing their hair.

Lin Weimin and Qu Xiaowei hopped their feet and waved at Guo Yudao, who was sitting in the car by the window trying to laugh, but his smile was extremely ugly.

Everyone knows that this farewell will never be seen again.

As the train gradually moved away, Lin Weimin was still standing there with a dazed expression. After a long delay, Qu Xiaowei patted him, "Okay, don't look, go back."

Lin Weimin turned around silently.

Qu Xiaowei comforted: "This time, Lao Guo can be regarded as enjoying himself, and sat back on the soft sleeper."

Lin Weimin helped buy the train tickets for Guo Yudao and his wife, so it didn't matter, but he found someone to spend some foreign exchange certificates, which made the return journey for Guo Yudao and his wife less painful.

Lin Weimin nodded lightly, feeling depressed.Coming out of the train station, Lin Weimin and Qu Xiaowei separated and went to work separately.

When he got home at night, Han Zhuangzhuang looked excited, "Uncle, do you know? The Spring Festival Gala called our courtyard, saying that they invited me, Guanhua and Dandan to perform sketches."

Lin Weimin was not in a good mood that day, so he agreed with a weary expression, "Well, I recommend you to go."

Han Zhuangzhuang was stunned for a moment, "What did you say, uncle?"

"Uncle Ni, I am the screenwriter and consultant of the show now. I recommended you guys to play "Yang Bailao and Huang Shiren". Or do you think that people can ask you to perform sketches if they have nothing to do?"

Only then did Han Zhuangzhuang understand, and he was overjoyed. I really have to rely on my uncle!
"Thank you, uncle..."

Lin Weimin interrupted him, "All right, all right, just act well, don't embarrass me."

"That is required."

Han Zhuangzhuang clapped his chest in reassurance.

Lin Weimin said a few words to him and put on his clothes.

"Uncle, why are you going?"

"I'll go for a stroll at your Uncle Shi's house."

After Lin Weimin said something, he got on his motorcycle and came to No. 26 Lama Temple Street.

"Tiesheng! Tiesheng!"

Walking into the yard, calling out the familiar name, Lin Weimin's heart inexplicably calmed down a lot.

It was Shi Lan who opened the door for Lin Weimin, "Brother Lin, are you here?"

"There is someone at home!"

"Well, brother Shusheng and Shuhua are here."

Lin Weimin entered the door and saw brothers Liu Shusheng and Liu Shuhua chatting with Shi Tiesheng.

"Here we come for the people!"

After several people said hello, Lin Weimin took a stool and sat next to him. They wanted him to participate in the topic, but he waved his hand.

"You say what you want, I just listen."

Probably seeing that he was not in a good mood, the brothers Liu Shuhua and Shi Tiesheng stopped communicating with him and continued to discuss the issue of creation.

When the few people were talking, Lin Weimin's eyes were fixed on a piece of floral cloth with a dark blue pattern on a white background hanging on Shi Tiesheng's bookcase.

Tiesheng told him that this curtain was sewed by his mother himself. In Shi Tiesheng's slightly shabby hut, only this floral cloth revealed a simple elegance.

Inexplicably, an image of a quiet middle-aged intellectual woman appeared in Lin Weimin's mind. Tie Sheng's mother fell ill suddenly and died even more suddenly.

He then thought of the tear-jerking prose "Autumn Remembrance" published in "People's Literature" through his hand.

Thoughts are like smoke, lingering and rising, until they drift to nowhere, and then fall back into the body.

With Lin Weimin's amazing effort, the Liu Shuhua brothers had already got up and said goodbye.

Only then did Shi Tiesheng come to him in a wheelchair, "What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood?"

Lin Weimin nodded and told about Guo Yudao.

The two chatted casually, without any cautious comfort, just like talking about ordinary things such as eating and sleeping.

Speaking of his promise to Guo Yudao to write a novel, Shi Tiesheng joked: "Your last work hasn't been published yet, but the next work is ready?"

He was referring to the identified but unpublished "The Man on the Horse".

"Originally, I told you about two themes before. I wrote about friendship first, and then I wrote about love!"

"The hero's name is Guo Yudao?" Shi Tiesheng asked with a smile.

A smile finally appeared on Lin Weimin's face, "Just call me Guo Yudao, and let Lao Guo enjoy a life of drunkenness and dreams."

Shi Tiesheng was full of curiosity about the theme of love in Lin Weimin's mouth.

As we all know, Mr. Lin has never been in love.

Shi Tiesheng was very curious about how an old bachelor would write a love story.

"Will you tell me about it?"

Seeing his curiosity, Lin Weimin said, "Okay, then I'll tell you about it."

"The background of the story is in Shanghai in the 20s. My father was transferred from work, and the whole family traveled across the ocean from France to Shanghai. But they got nothing. My father died in a foreign land, and my mother could only support me and me by running a French school. Two older brothers..."

Lin Weimin's story is very long, and the setting is to go for a long story. This novel was born out of an interesting movie he watched in his previous life.

After he finished telling the story, Shi Tiesheng asked, "Why must this story be told from the perspective of an old French woman?"

Lin Weimin said: "I want to create a Chinese man in the novel who is so handsome...you can't praise yourself for being handsome, can you? It will be different if you change to a French old woman. A person who can't be forgotten by a young girl or an old woman, isn't it exciting to think about it?"

Shi Tiesheng understood Lin Weimin's thinking, but deeply doubted his ability.

"You're a bachelor, you haven't even touched a woman's hand..."

Lin Weimin was anxious, "Who said that I have never even touched a woman's hand?"

"Look at you, I'll just state the facts." Shi Tiesheng's expression was relaxed, even a little joking.

"Rumours! This is all rumors! I have not only touched women's hands, but even had girlfriends."

"Huh?" Shi Tiesheng's eyes narrowed, "You have a girlfriend? When did it happen? Why haven't you mentioned it?"

Lin Weimin said proudly, "It's just that everyone knows what I don't want to spread. You also know that many girls regard me as a literary idol. If they know that I have a girlfriend, they will probably have the desire to seek death."

Shi Tiesheng suppressed his desire to give him a big blow, and asked: "How did you know each other? Tell me quickly."

Seeing his expression, Lin Weimin was finally elated, and told the story of Zai Zhijiang's encounter with Tao Huimin.

In order for Shi Tiesheng to feel the "beauty of love", he must make some ingenious processing.

Encounter in the West Lake, coincidence of marriage...

Not for anything else, but to make this old bachelor who has no self-knowledge envy and hate!
Unexpectedly, after listening to Lin Weimin's embellished narration, Shi Tiesheng looked at him with a bit of wariness in his eyes.

Jealousy really makes people completely unrecognizable, how kind and kind-hearted was Tie Sheng before!
Seeing that an old friend has a partner, he also becomes hideous.

After Lin Weimin left, Shi Tiesheng looked at his younger sister who was still looking at her back at the door.

I was right to guard against this kid. How old is his partner? This kid really likes young people.

Now that Lin Weimin had a girlfriend, Shi Tiesheng felt relieved.

"Don't look, your brother Lin's girlfriend is pretty."

Shi Lan turned her head and looked at her brother with disgust, "I want you to tell me!"

Shi Tiesheng smiled wryly, what a girl!

In December, after a long period of selection, the Yanbing Literary Award finally announced the list of award-winning works and writers, and the names of "The Wind" and Lin Weimin were impressively listed.

The work "The Sound of the Wind" has won many heavyweight awards for the original author Mai Jia in later generations. Lin Weimin is not too surprised to be able to win the first Yanbing Literature Award.

In addition to Lin Weimin and his "The Wind", this year's winners also include Zou Keqin's "Xu Mao and His Daughters", Wei Wei's "Oriental", Mo Yingfeng's "General Song", Yao Xueyin's "Li Zicheng", Six works by writers including Gu Hua's "Furong Town" and Li Guowen's "Spring in Winter" won this year's Yanbing Literature Award.

In addition to announcing the list of award-winning works and writers, the jury also announced that the first Yanbing Literature Award Awarding Ceremony will be held in the People's Hall on the 15th of this month.

As the first literary award named after an individual in China, the Yanbing Literature Award has been destined to become one of the highest awards in the field of Chinese novels since its inception.

As soon as the award-winning works and the names of the authors were announced, they immediately sparked heated discussions among domestic literary circles and literature lovers.

Discussions about the Yan Bing Literature Award were raging in the literary world and among the people. At the same time, Lin Weimin also received a call from the jury, informing him to prepare to go to the People's Hall to receive the award.

The seven award-winning writers have been notified by phone, and they have enough time to prepare for the award ceremony.

"For the people, congratulations!"

"congratulations!"

Since the release of the list, Lin Weimin has never been idle in the office of the editorial department. Colleagues from the front building and the back building have sprung up to congratulate him.

Lin Weimin inexplicably thought of a sentence, when you stand high enough, you will be surrounded by smiling faces.

The congratulations of colleagues reached a climax when the editor-in-chief Wei Junyi arrived. Wei Junyi, who has always been serious, rarely showed a smile today.

"This time Weimin has brought honor to our Guowen Society!"

"It's all taught by you, the editor-in-chief." Lin Weimin said with a smile.

"What did I teach you?" Wei Junyi couldn't see his pigtails, and Lin Weimin was speechless with one sentence.

The colleagues around laughed when they saw this.

"Okay, okay, don't be proud of your achievements, and prepare for the award ceremony in a few days."

"Yes." Lin Weimin replied sternly.

Wei Junyi's appearance put an end to the congratulations of the colleagues, and the colleagues left the editorial office in twos and threes whispering to each other.

It has been a while since the Yanbing Literary Award was awarded. The topic of whether Lin Weimin can win the first literary award has always been one of the focuses of everyone in the Guowen Society, and now the dust has finally settled.

The 22-year-old Yan Bing Literary Award Winner!

Everyone felt a little unbelievable when they heard it. Many people have children of this age, but when they look at their own children and Lin Weimin, they instantly feel the unevenness of the world.

After his colleagues left, Lin Weimin finally had some private time, and he went to Tan Chaoyang's office.

"Leader, let me make a call."

"let's hit!"

Lin Weimin stared at Tan Chaoyang, and the old comrade realized, "What do you mean? I have to go out of my office?"

Tan Chaoyang muttered (ma) muttered (ma) muttered (lie) muttered (lie) and went to the room of the editorial department to chat with everyone, making room for Lin Weimin.

Lin Weimin held the phone receiver, feeling a little uneasy, wondering if his little girlfriend was in school at this time.

"Hi, hello, I'm looking for Tao Huimin."

"I'm her cousin. Let me tell her about something at home."

"Okay, then I'll wait for a while."

……

The phone hung up, and it rang after more than 20 minutes. Lin Weimin quickly answered the phone.

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

Lin Weimin's heart itched when the soft and soft voice came.

Tao Huimin's voice was a little excited, "Weimin, why did you call me?"

Cousin and cousin are secret codes agreed by Tao Huimin and Lin Weimin. They are afraid that teachers or leaders of the regiment will be present when they call.

Right now, Tao Huimin didn't call Lin Weimin's cousin, so it must be safe around her.

"I miss you!" Lin Weimin said casually.

The breath on the other end of the phone stagnated, and Lin Weimin could even feel the sound of his little girlfriend's shy and rapid breathing on the microphone.

"Don't talk nonsense!" After several seconds, Tao Huimin's coquettish voice came out.

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore. I called you today to share a good news with you. My novel won the first Yanbing Literature Award."

"Yanbing Literature Award?" Tao Huimin was stunned for a moment, "Is it the award set up with Mr. Shen Yanbing's manuscript fee?"

"Yes."

Tao Huimin immediately rejoiced and said, "For the people, you are really great!"

Sharing joy is double happiness. Feeling Tao Huimin's heartfelt joy and excitement, Lin Weimin's heart was filled with warmth.

After a while, the two calmed down.

"When I called just now, I was worried that you were not at school!" Lin Weimin said.

Tao Huimin: "It was originally performed in other cities in the province. Later, the troupe received a notice that people from Yanjing were coming to investigate, so we hurried back."

"The people from CCTV have already arrived at your place?" Lin Weimin said pleasantly.

"CCTV?" Tao Huimin's voice was full of surprise. The troupe did a very good job of keeping the actors secret, without revealing any rumors.

"How do you know?" she asked incredulously.

Lin Weimin laughed on the phone, "Silly girl, because I recommended you!"

"You?" Tao Huimin became more and more confused as she listened.

Lin Weimin could only explain: "CCTV is preparing for this year's New Year's Gala, and found me as the screenwriter and consultant for the skit program. By the way, I recommended your troupe to participate in this year's gala. They will send someone to your troupe to inspect it first. Let's check the program situation, if it is suitable, you will go to Beijing."

Tao Huimin, who was immersed in the joy of love, didn't care about the party. She only picked out the word "entering Beijing" from Lin Weimin's words.

"Are we going to Beijing?"

She asked excitedly, her heart was beating wildly at the thought of meeting her lover soon.

"Not necessarily, it depends on the situation of the investigation."

Tao Huimin felt uneasy again when she heard this sentence, "Could you not be selected?"

"There is a chance, but it doesn't matter. Even if you can't come to Yanjing for the time being, I still want to find you during the Chinese New Year."

"Really?" Tao Huimin's voice was full of joy.

"Of course it is true. So you can relax, perform well, and strive to be able to enter Beijing."

"Ah."

The phone call lasted nearly 10 minutes, and Tao Huimin and Lin Weimin hung up the phone reluctantly until there was a urging voice on the other end of the phone.

"Cousin, then I'll hang up, please tell uncle not to worry about me."

Lin Weimin knew that there must be someone beside Tao Huimin.

"okay, I get it."

Tao Huimin hung up the phone and smiled flatteringly at the head of the group, "Boss, it's my cousin calling."

The head of the group nodded, "Hurry up and go to the small auditorium, the rehearsal is about to begin."

The news of the rehearsal in the small auditorium was just announced in the afternoon, and Tao Huimin immediately realized that it must be for the inspectors of the party that her boyfriend Lin Weimin said.

Thinking of the news that her boyfriend revealed in advance, she couldn't help but feel a little bit secretly happy.

In order to be able to meet her, he was able to recommend the troupe to CCTV. For the first time, Tao Huimin felt the benefits of having a writer boyfriend.

　Three more words.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)