1980 My Literary Era.

Chapter 255 I'm Still Young
Yanjing in August every year is the worst.

When Lin Weimin came back from Yantai, it took him several days to get used to it.

During this period of time, "Tao Ma Ren" has been officially launched. The feat of the first printing of 50 copies is a severe test for the Guowen Society, and it is also a test for Lin Weimin's appeal among readers.

From time to time, the agency will check with the bookstores and post offices below, and the information they get back is good, and the sales are as good as Lin Weimin's previous works.

With such feedback, the agency was relieved.

For Lin Weimin, the biggest gain from the publication of "Tao Ma Ren" should be regarded as the manuscript fee.

With a printing volume of 50 volumes, the standard of remuneration set by the Guowen Society for Lin Weimin was the basic remuneration plus the remuneration for the number of copies. Because the first printing was too many, he received a remuneration standard of 75 yuan per thousand words.

The whole novel of "Tao Ma Man" has 30 words, and Lin Weimin's manuscript fee has reached a sky-high 22500 yuan.

This figure is almost unique in today's domestic literary world, and no one can match it.

The works of the seniors and masters in the literary world may not be low because they have been published for too long, but the sales volume is not very high.

Among the newly emerging writers, those who can compete with the sales of Lin Weimin's works have not yet found this sign.

Otherwise, the Guowen Society would not have risked losing money and being criticized to charge Lin Weimin such a high standard of manuscript fees.

Some time ago, due to the purchase of paintings, Lin Weimin's bank deposits were almost reduced to zero. As soon as the manuscript fee for "The Horseman" arrived, the deposits immediately filled up again.

Two days ago, Lin Weimin handed over the novel "Lover" to Xie Mingqing when he held a pen meeting in Yantai.

Today, Lao Xie took the manuscript and knocked on the door of "Contemporary".

"Your novel, our side... I'm afraid it won't be published." Xie Mingqing said with regret.

Lin Weimin was not too surprised, and poured a cup of tea for Xie Mingqing, "This time you can't say that I don't miss you, can you?"

Xie Mingqing said unhappily: "I think you kid did it on purpose to write such... such a novel!"

Xie Mingqing didn't have the nerve to describe Lin Weimin's "Lover" directly with explicit terms, and Lin Weimin smiled knowingly.

"It really won't be published? Then I'll give it to other publications!"

Xie Mingqing glared at him, feeling a little unwilling.

But the novel "Lover" does not match the purpose of "People's Literature".

Among the literature lovers of this era, "People's Literature" has another name, "Guokan".

It can be said that it represents the highest literary level of a country's mainstream publications in a political sense.

The inherent status determines that "People's Literature" can publish some novels with political tendencies, but works like "Lover" with long descriptions of action scenes between men and women cannot be listed on it anyway. published.

This has nothing to do with the quality of the work, it is purely determined by values.

Xie Mingqing recalled what he said when he communicated with Wei Junyi, and his heart was full of regret.

In fairness, "Lover" is of course a good work, and it is a rare good work.

In this novel, Lin Weimin once again breaks through himself, telling a lingering love story between a rich young man in old Shanghai and the daughter of a down-and-out foreign official from a feminine perspective.

From the editor's professional point of view, Xie Mingqing does not think that many of Lin Weimin's descriptions in the book are too explicit, but thinks that they are necessary.

The ideal Platonic spiritual love is beautiful, but it doesn't apply to "Lover".

The love between Jane and Guo Yudao is both spiritual and physical.It is precisely because of the double combination of spirit and body that they will never forget each other even after they have been separated for a lifetime.

Xie Mingqing still thinks back to an action scene in the novel from time to time in his mind. Lin Weimin described Guo Yudao's butt, and he, a five or sixty-year-old man, was a little parched.

It's so outrageous, why did you describe a man so attractive?
Xie Mingqing couldn't help thinking of the rumors about Lin Weimin that had been circulated privately by the Guowen Society a year or two ago.

After shaking his head for a while, he shook his head.

"I can't help you even if you show it to other publications. This thing really can't be published."

When Xie Mingqing spoke, his face was bitter.

Lin Weimin patted him on the shoulder, "It's okay, I will do it next time!"

Xie Mingqing couldn't laugh or cry when he made it all of a sudden, and the colleagues in the office couldn't help but smile.

The work couldn't be published, and it should be the editor comforting the author, but when it came to Lin Weimin, the whole thing was turned upside down.

He was like a normal person, the editor-in-chief Lao Xie wanted to cry anxiously.

After confirming that the manuscript could not be published in "People's Literature", Lin Weimin was not discouraged at all. Instead, he communicated with Xie Mingqing. The main topic was naturally which publication "Lover" should be published in.

With Lin Weimin's popularity today, there is no such thing as a situation where a work cannot be published, it is nothing more than choosing which one to publish.

Limited by its own style and positioning, "People's Literature" cannot be published, but not all publications have the alias of "National Journal".

When the two were talking, He Qizhi suddenly interrupted.

"For the sake of the people, why not publish it in our magazine?"

Lin Weimin was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's not okay to publish it in our magazine, it's a gossip."

At this time, Xie Mingqing's eyes lit up, "It seems...it's not impossible!"

Lin Weimin was stunned again, "What do you mean?"

Xie Mingqing said: "With your current national popularity, who would think that you published a work in "Contemporary" through the back door? It would be good if everyone didn't say that you took care of "Contemporary"!"

His two words made Lin Weimin's heart suddenly open.

This is probably called dark under the lights!
I just entered "Contemporary" in the past, and my reputation was not very good, and my works were not widely disseminated, so I was afraid that it would cause criticism from the outside world.

But now, these worries can be regarded as unfounded.

Just like what Xie Mingqing said, who would think that the current Lin Weimin published an article on "Contemporary" through the back door?
If someone really dared to make such remarks, Lin Weimin would not need to prove his innocence, and the people around him would be enough to wake him up.

After thinking about this, Lin Weimin, like a heartless man who went to his mistress, strode Xie Mingqing into the office and knocked on Tan Chaoyang's office door.

"Old Tan, do you want the manuscript? As long as you want the manuscript, just open your mouth, and I will send it to you right away!"

Tan Chaoyang was wearing reading glasses, and looked at Lin Weimin speechlessly, "What are you doing, kid?"

"Just say you want it?" Lin Weimin asked.

I want a fart!

When Tan Chaoyang thought of saying "yes" to Lin Weimin, he felt inexplicably ashamed.

"go out!"

"Look at you, why are you so anxious!" Lin Weimin sat down on the sofa, "I said you can think about it, I am very solemnly asking for your opinion now. If you say no to this manuscript, I will give it to others .”

Tan Chaoyang originally thought that Lin Weimin was joking, but seeing his serious expression, he stood up and asked, "Don't be sloppy with me, you kid. What's going on? What manuscript?"

Lin Weimin said seriously: "As for the "Lover" I just wrote, I thank them for "People's Literature". How about posting it in our magazine?"

Qin Zhaoyang immediately beamed with joy, clapped his hands and said, "Okay!"

After finishing speaking, Chao Lin Weimin stretched out his hand, "Where's the manuscript?"

Only then did Lin Weimin remember that the manuscript was still in Lao Xie's hand.

He turned back to the office, where Lao Xie was still chatting with his colleagues, and Lin Weimin walked over to take the manuscript from him.

"You let go!"

Lao Xie's thumb clung tightly to the edge of the manuscript paper, pulling it until his thumb turned white, and Lin Weimin pulled the manuscript out of his hand.

"Your pattern, no way!"

Before leaving, Lin Weimin said something to Xie Mingqing, which made him want to vomit blood in depression!

"Here, let's take a look!" Lin Weimin handed the manuscript to Tan Chaoyang.

After watching for a long time, Tan Chaoyang raised his head with a complicated expression.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Lin Weimin asked puzzled.

Qin Chaoyang put the manuscript on the desk, "Oh! You have given me a problem!"

"Old Tan, what do you mean? I can't publish this manuscript in our magazine?"

Now Lin Weimin was completely surprised.

Qin Chaoyang looked troubled, "It's not that I can't publish it..."

With a pondering tone, he struggled for a long time before saying, "How about...deleting something?"

Lin Weimin immediately stared, "You don't want to be particular about this, I sent you the manuscript with good intentions, why do you still want to delete my manuscript?"

Tan Chaoyang had an expression of "I'm doing it for you," "Your novel is good everywhere, but the description of lust in it is indeed a little too explicit."

Like a cat whose tail has been stepped on, Lin Weimin stood up and shouted: "Art! This is art!"

"Old Qin, thanks to the fact that you are still the editor-in-chief, you are now so enlightened? You really failed my enthusiasm and expectations for our magazine!"

Lin Weimin picked up the manuscript and got up to leave.

Tan Chaoyang stopped him, "Don't get excited, don't get excited."

"How about this..." Lao Tan seemed to be about to make a new suggestion.

Lin Weimin stopped in his tracks.

"The manuscript is published in "Contemporary", you don't have to delete it, and the manuscript fee will be reduced."

Lao Tan's tone was like that of a seasoned regular customer, he only asked when he was dressed, 3000 is a bit expensive, 1500!
Dare to wait for yourself here!
Lin Weimin's tone was full of grief and indignation, and he was heartbroken: "Old Qin, I am our own!"

"It's because of my own people! For the people, you are also the leader of the editorial department, you have to be a little bit more enlightened!" Lao Tan persuaded earnestly.

"You are moral kidnapping!"

"I admit that I am immoral!"

In order to save some manuscript fees, Lao Qin also worked hard!
Lin Weimin was speechless for a moment.

Young, I'm still too young!

　Three shifts today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)