1980 My Literary Era.

Chapter 259 How about I give you one?
In the street restaurant, Leng Jiefang had a sad face.

This time, he specially asked for leave from his work unit and came to Yanjing just to provide advice and suggestions for CCTV's filming of "Dream of Red Mansions", but he did not expect such a result.

Lin Weimin's comfort made him feel much better. If his thoughts are really not working, he should write a letter to CCTV directly.

But seeing Lin Weimin, who just picked up the materials in his bag to look through, was shaking a manuscript paper, and asked excitedly, "You wrote this?"

Leng Jiefang looked at the manuscript paper that had been frayed and nodded.

"Your name is Leng Jiefang?"

"Yeah." Leng Jiefang was puzzled, didn't they pass the names just now, why did they ask?

"What about the pen name? Do you have a pen name?" Lin Weimin asked.

Leng Jiefang shook his head. He didn't have a pen name. He even used his real name to publish articles in Red Society journals.

Seeing him shaking his head in denial, Lin Weimin was puzzled.

"No pen name? Why is there no pen name?"

Leng Jiefang was even more puzzled, why did he have to have a pseudonym?

"Mr. Lin, what do you mean by that?"

Seeing the suspicion on Leng Jiefang's face, Lin Weimin could only temporarily suppress the urgency in his heart, and said, "It's nothing. I just think your novel is well written. I don't think it's finished yet?"

Leng Jiefang nodded and said, "I haven't finished writing."

"How did you come up with the idea of ​​writing a novel on this subject? This is a bit strange!" Lin Weimin asked with great interest.

Leng Jiefang explained: "Speaking of this, I have to say that I went to the Hongxue Conference in Shanghai last year. At that time, I was invited by Mr. Feng to participate in the Redology Conference. I met many seniors who studied Redology. After communicating with everyone, I felt that I benefited a lot. shallow.

Later, when chatting with the teachers, they talked about the three generations of emperors Kang, Yong and Qian involved in the story of "Dream of Red Mansions".

You also know that when we study the Red Chamber, we must study the three dynasties of the Qing Dynasty.

The teachers were all a little bit sorry, for Kangxi, a talented and generous emperor, there was no literary work describing him in the domestic literary world, and everyone felt sorry.

At that time, I secretly suppressed my energy in my heart, since no one wrote it, then I will write it!

Anyway, few people have touched on this field and subject matter, even if it is poorly written, it is not shameful. "

Speaking of this, Leng Jiefang showed a slight smile on his honest face, and asked: "Mr. Lin, my novel was created behind closed doors, and I have never asked anyone for advice. You read it just now, what do you think of it?
Lin Weimin looked seriously at Lin Jiefang's honest face again, and said solemnly: "The writing is very good!"

Leng Jiefang was pleasantly surprised: "Really?"

Lin Weimin nodded, "Of course it's true, there's no need to joke about this kind of thing."

He went on to ask: "I think this novel starts with Emperor Shunzhi suddenly becoming a monk and Kangxi ascending the throne at the age of eight, and gradually leads to the plot of eliminating Obai and the San Francisco. Is it possible to describe the achievements of Emperor Kangxi in his life?" come out?"

Leng Jiefang showed a shy look on his face, "Aren't you a little too arrogant?"

Lin Weimin shook his head and said, "How could that be? You need to have such ambition to write!"

Leng Jiefang blushed when Lin Weimin praised him, "But I don't have any writing experience, I'm just a blind man figuring things out by myself."

"Hahaha!" Lin Weimin laughed heartily, and said, "I think you're a blind man who touches things very well!"

Leng Jiefang was still a little unconfident, "Is it really good?"

"Comrade Jiefang, I'm going to talk about you now. People are kind enough to praise you, how can you always be so suspicious of them?" Lin Weimin pretended to be unhappy.

Leng Jiefang hurriedly waved his hands, "Mr. Lin, I didn't mean that..."

Lin Weimin restrained his expression, smiled and said: "I know, I'm just kidding you. You, don't be so unconfident. Your novel is good if it is good, and it is not good if it is not good. Do I have to deliberately deceive you?"

Leng Jiefang quickly shook his head, "That's definitely not possible."

"So, what do you have to question?" Lin Weimin spread his hands.

"I just can't believe it!" Leng Jiefang said.

"Hehe!" Lin Weimin let out a good-natured laugh, and changed the subject: "Which publication do you plan to publish this novel in?"

A look of confusion flashed across Leng Jiefang's face, "Publish? I never thought about it. I haven't finished writing this novel yet, so I don't know if I'm qualified to publish it."

"I am qualified, of course I am!" Lin Weimin laughed, looking into Leng Jiefang's eyes, and said, "Let's publish it in our "Contemporary"."

"Ah!" Leng Jiefang let out a short cry, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Published in Contemporary?"

Lin Weimin was very satisfied with his reaction, "Not bad!"

"This, this, this..." Leng Jiefang was a little overwhelmed with excitement, stood up and paced back and forth in the restaurant.

"Don't just go around in circles, give me a sweet word, okay?" Lin Weimin waited for him for 2 minutes, but seeing that he didn't intend to stop, he asked again.

Leng Jiefang finally stopped. After suppressing the excitement and ecstasy in his heart, he regained some sense.

"Mr. Lin, I haven't finished writing this novel yet, and I don't know what level it will be in the end!"

"It's okay, you have to write it before posting it!"

Leng Jiefang couldn't believe Lin Weimin's understanding.

"Is it really possible?"

"What's wrong? As long as the quality of the manuscript passes the test, everything will be fine."

Confirmed again and again, Leng Jiefang finally believed.

Lin Weimin pulled him to sit down again, and asked about the process and planning of the novel creation.

After learning that his novel has planned four volumes, and this "Seize the Palace" is only the first volume.

Lin Weimin felt relieved, that's right!
Teacher Lin showed a smiling expression again, and asked: "Comrade Jiefang, I think the manuscript is almost written, right?"

Leng Jiefang hadn't realized the environment he was in, so he answered honestly: "It's still a small part. This is just a first draft, and revision is a big project. I haven't checked out the historical materials in many places."

"When it comes to historical materials of the Qing Dynasty, there is no place more comprehensive than Yanjing. I think you came to Beijing this time for an empty trip. Why don't you stay here for a few days and look up the information?"

Searching for information in this era is not like in the later generations. You just need to type a few words on the computer and search. Most of the information needed for writing is tedious work that makes creators scratch their heads.

Lin Weimin's proposal made Leng Jiefang's eyes shine.

That's right, anyway, I can't get involved in the "Dream of Red Mansions", so I might as well put all my energy on the novel.

This time he went out and asked for more than a week's leave with the unit, so it was a bit of a waste to go back like this.

but……

Seeing Leng Jiefang's perplexed face, Lin Weimin asked, "Is there any difficulty?"

"Mr. Lin, your idea is good, but I have no place to stay in Yanjing!"

Just waiting for your words!
"Come to our unit!" Lin Weimin said without hesitation.

Leng Jiefang looked at Lin Weimin unexpectedly, what does it mean?Why are you going to your unit?
Lin Weimin explained: "You may not know that our unit provides guesthouses for writers from other places who come to Beijing to revise their manuscripts."

Leng Jiefang was a little embarrassed, and said, "Mr. Lin, I'm afraid it's inappropriate for me to go, right? I'm doing research for myself..."

"Why is it inappropriate? Aren't you looking for information to write novels better? Don't you write almost all novels? Now the main purpose is to find information and enrich the content of the novel, which is also a revision!"

This……

Leng Jiefang was a little touched, what revision? He knew that Teacher Lin was giving him the green light!
"How is it?" Seeing that he was silent, Lin Weimin asked again.

"Thank you so much, Teacher Lin!" Leng Jiefang said gratefully.

"Hey, what are you being polite about? I'm also doing this to enable you to create better. After the work is finished, won't it be published in our "Contemporary"?"

Leng Jiefang now has the feeling that a scholar will die for his confidant. He is a little-known literature lover. He has never published a decent novel before, and only published two research articles in the journal of the Red Society, which is not well-known.

But he was so loved by a great writer like Mr. Lin that he was sincerely invited to publish it in "Contemporary" before even finishing his novel, and even found him a place to live.

So impressed!

"By the way, I forgot to tell you. You come to our unit to revise the manuscript and enjoy the treatment of a cadre, and there is also a subsidy of two yuan per day." Lin Weimin said.

Still have money?
Cold Liberation was even more moved!

The subsidy of two yuan a day is more than my salary at work.

Mr. Lin, what a nice person!
"By the way, Jiefang, you don't have a pen name yet, do you?" Lin Weimin asked suddenly.

Leng Jiefang looked confused, why did he mention his pen name so well?
"No."

"I'm about to publish a novel, so I can't have a pen name. How about I give you one?" Lin Weimin asked with a smile.

Faced with Teacher Lin's "good intentions", Lin Jiefang was beyond moved.

"That's great!"

"En!" Lin Weimin was very satisfied with his attitude.

After pondering for a moment, Teacher Lin narrowed his eyes slightly, as if the old god was there, like an expert outside the world, and then slowly opened his mouth.

"You call it Leng Jiefang. Cold means cold. Liberation comes from "Qi Min Yao Shu An Pomegranate": in mid-October, it is wrapped with pussies, and at the beginning of February is liberation. In February, the cold winter will pass, The river thawed and everything recovered.

Why not call it Eryuehe! "

(End of this chapter)