1980 My Literary Era.

Chapter 308 The Grace of Reconstruction

Junyi is located in Weigong Village in the northwest corner of Yanjing City, quite a distance from Chaonei Street where the Guowen Society is located.

Weigong Village is still a suburb at this time, and the road along the way is very desolate, and the school is surrounded by wheat fields.

Several people entered the school and found the office of the Department of Literature. There was only one officer surnamed Liu, who was sorting out his aluminum lunch box. He looked like he had just finished eating.

When Mo Yan came to sign up in the morning, he met him face to face.

"This comrade, is it you again?" Director Liu immediately recognized Mo Yan.

Mo Yan nodded, but said nothing.

Officer Liu saw that he came this time, and there were two people behind him, and asked, "Is there anything else?"

Zhang Qi took the initiative and said, "Comrade, let's find Director Xu Huaizhong."

"Looking for Director Xu?" Director Liu glanced at Mo Yan, knowing that this person must have brought in reinforcements, and wanted to go through the back door, "What do you want to do with Director Xu?"

Zhang Qi took out his work ID, "It's like this. My name is Zhang Qi, and I'm from the All-China Cultural Association..."

After listening to Zhang Qi's self-introduction, Director Liu's attitude changed visible to the naked eye, and he enthusiastically moved chairs for several people.

"Sit down and wait for a while. Director Xu will come back later. I'll call you."

Lin Weimin and Mo Yan looked at each other and laughed.

Several people waited for about 20 minutes. Director Liu heard the movement in the corridor and opened the door. He turned to greet them and said, "Director Xu is back!"

Lin Weimin looked at Zhang Qi. He got up and walked out of the office. A gray-haired, short and fat old man walked towards him.

Zhang Qi went up to say hello to Xu Huaizhong, took the initiative to explain his purpose of coming today, and introduced Lin Weimin and Mo Yan to him.

Lin Weimin said: "Director Xu, I'm sorry, I really caused you trouble."

At this time, he was like a parent who brought a child through the back door. Mo Yan looked at his back, and his heart was full of emotion.

Xu Huaizhong brought a few people to the office, had a brief look at Mo Yan's situation, and then opened the magazines that Mo Yan brought with him that printed his own works.

After a long time, Xu Huaizhong raised his head.

"Our military arts almost missed a talent!"

Hearing Xu Huaizhong's words, Mo Yan was overjoyed, and his small mung bean-sized eyes were full of hope.

The recruitment of military art is aimed at young military officers nationwide. Mo Yan has published several articles in "Lianchi" and two novellas in the top literary journals in the country such as "Contemporary". Conditions, even if he is placed among the registered candidates nationwide, few people can match him.

Of course, what Xu Huaizhong appreciates more is Mo Yan's creative talent and talent shown in his works.

After reading the manuscript, Xu Huaizhong immediately agreed to Mo Yan's registration.

A few people ran back to Director Liu's office and tossed about, completed the registration procedures, and got the admission ticket.

Looking at the flimsy admission ticket in his hand, Mo Yan was emotional, and directly bowed to the few people present.

Xu Huaizhong smiled and said: "Don't be too happy, the exam will be on July 7st, and there is still half a month before the exam. Your work scores will definitely be fine, but if you can't pass the cultural exam, you won't be able to enter the military arts. I just can't help it."

After hearing Xu Huaizhong's reminder, Mo Yan's face turned serious.

There is not much time left for him!
"Director Xu, thank you so much!" Lin Weimin said.

Xu Huaizhong waved his hand, "Comrade Mo Yan's ability to publish his work in your "Contemporary" is enough to prove his creative talent. If he misses the exam this time because he didn't catch up with the registration, it will be a loss for our military art. "

After some thanks, Lin Weimin and the others performed military art.

He raised his hand and glanced at his watch, it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon.

In order to come to Junyi just now, a few people didn't even bother to eat lunch.Back in the city, Lin Weimin found a restaurant to invite Zhang Qi to dinner. Mo Yan wanted to pay, but he stopped him.

After ordering the dishes, several people chatted while eating, mainly Lin Weimin and Zhang Qi were chatting.

Listening to the content of the chat between the two, Mo Yan felt dizzy.

What foundation does Mr. Lin want to donate [-] yuan?

This number echoed in Mo Yan's mind, and even the joy of successfully signing up just now was washed away.

My current salary is about 60 yuan a month, 100 a year, [-] yuan in ten years, and [-] yuan in [-] years.

Teacher Lin's random donation is more than my lifetime income?

After Mo Yan finished the calculation, his spirit began to be in a trance.

He didn't even react when Lin Weimin told him to leave after dinner.

After coming out of the restaurant, Mo Yan expressed his gratitude to Lin Weimin again.

The year before last, Mr. Lin found him who was still penniless in the army, and with his hands-on guidance, two of his works were published in "Contemporary", which made him a leap in life and became a well-known author.

Today, Mr. Lin helped him to go to college.

Although Mr. Lin told him not to take it to heart, Mo Yan still felt that Mr. Lin was not only a kindness to him, but also a kindness to rebuild.

Sending off the grateful Mo Yan.

Lin Weimin's donation has been confirmed, a total of 10 yuan.

Zhang Qi planned to go back and hold a donation ceremony. At that time, he would call a few heavyweight media to interview and publicize this matter. This was discussed between him and Lin Weimin.

According to Lin Weimin's personality in the past, he must be as low-key as possible when making a donation, for fear of revealing his wealth and being missed by others.

But after experiencing the turmoil in "Lover" from the end of last year to the beginning of this year, Lin Weimin finally understood that sometimes it's not just for you to keep a low profile.

The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it.

Only if you are strong enough and have the ability to resist risks, so that the other party has scruples, they will not be unscrupulous.

Donate to the foundation prepared by Zhang Qi, not to mention what will happen when it is established in the future.

The immediate effect is the attitude of the Cultural Association.

Lin Weimin was already a member of the National Association of Literature and Art when he was in the Institute of Literature Research, but because of the impression he had before time travel, he didn't have a good impression of the Association, so he never went to the activities held by the Association of Literature, and they wanted to hold seminars about his works Or at the symposium, he didn't even show his face.

Therefore, even though he is now considered the most influential young writer in China, his presence in the Cultural Association is still very low.

With this donation now, if there is any negative news about Lin Weimin in the domestic literary world in the future, your Cultural Association will not stand by like last time, right?
Lin Weimin's original intention of not being in the same circle has not changed, but he believes that the money must be spent, not to gain any status in the Association of Arts and Culture, but precisely to break away from the shackles of the Association of Arts and Culture to a certain extent, and to establish a detached society. image.

Being a financial father is the first step in building an image.

With this donation, when the foundation is established, even if he doesn't donate again in the future, it must be a guest of the Cultural Association, the kind that must be offered.

This is the benefit of the initiative!

Anyway, it's no secret that he is rich, so it's better to donate generously and gain a good reputation.

In 1984, Lin Weimin donated 10 yuan, which is considered a record.

I dare not say it in other fields, at least in the domestic literary world, there is no precedent.

Mr. Shen Yanbing did not count that time, the donation was for the establishment of the Yanbing Literature Award.

A week later, Lin Weimin, No. 2 North Beach Street, the seat of the National Association for Cultural and Art Circles.

The earliest office of the National Literary Association was at No. 22 Dongzongbu Hutong. It was a three-entry courtyard combining Chinese and Western styles. The six small buildings in Toutiao No. [-] set aside a three-story small building for the use of various associations of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles.

In the early 50s, Yanjing City was under construction, and the Cultural Association Building was built at No. 64 Wangfu Street. The Cultural Association moved in in 56.

In 69, the Cultural Association ceased its activities and resumed in 78. The office of the Cultural Association was moved to No. 2, Shatan North Street.

This is also the office of the "Red Flag" magazine. After the Cultural Association moved in, it built several rows of wooden houses as temporary office space.

When Lin Weimin first came in, he was slightly surprised.

Isn't this a bit too shabby?
Zhang Qi, who came out to greet Lin Weimin, enthusiastically dragged him into one of the wooden houses. As soon as he entered, he saw a room full of people, making the small room even more crowded.

"This……"

A group of people looked at Lin Weimin with smiles on their faces. Zhang Qi pulled Lin Weimin and introduced him one by one.

"I don't need to introduce this one, you must know him, Mr. Zhang Guangnian." This is the former editor-in-chief of "People's Literature", and Wang Meng took over his class.

"This is Secretary Bao Chang, and this is Secretary-General Yang Zhimin..."

Lin Weimin knew a lot of people, and he felt like going home to see relatives during the Chinese New Year. After the introduction, he didn't match anyone except the people he knew before.

Zhang Qi said: "Apart from Balao who is far away in Shanghai, all the comrades from our Cultural Association are here, just to witness your donation ceremony."

Lin Weimin said helplessly, "Mr. Zhang, isn't it too grand for you?"

Zhang Guangnian said with a smile: "There are more grand..."

As he spoke, he pulled over a few unfamiliar faces that Zhang Qi hadn't introduced just now, "These two are comrades from the "People's Daily", and these two are comrades from our "Literary Daily". It's time for an interview!"

After Zhang Guangnian finished speaking, everyone laughed.

After the joke, there were many people, but the unofficial donation ceremony officially started.

Under the surprised eyes of everyone, Lin Weimin opened the briefcase he was carrying, and then shook out the contents like taking out the trash.

Stacks of neatly wrapped banknotes fell down one after another, hitting the desk of the Cultural Association and the hearts of everyone present.

The visual impact that cash brings to people far exceeds people's expectations.

In later generations, when many real estate companies talked about demolition and relocation with ordinary people, the most common thing to do was to throw cash besides violence.

Open a broken bag, and dozens, hundreds, or even thousands of red banknotes are placed in front of you, and the smell of copper instantly crushes the spine of the whole family.

Today, Lin Weimin acted as a notorious real estate developer, using money full of copper stink to destroy the most cultured place in the country.

"Mr. Zhang, what is our process?"

Lin Weimin saw that a group of people looked at the pile of money on the table and did not respond, so he took the initiative to speak.

Only then did Zhang Qi react, "Look around, come here, stand up, stand up!"

In fact, the donation ceremony is very simple. It is to pose for a photo, and then everyone will thank Lin Weimin.

The most important thing is the interview with the two media.

A "People's Daily", representing the national media, was invited by the Cultural Association.

One is "Literary News", which represents the voice channel of the Association.

The combined influence of the two media is enough to cover most of the urban and rural areas of the country.

The Cultural Association not only wants to publicize the deeds of Lin Weimin's donation, but also does a good job of publicity for the Chinese Literature Foundation they are planning to organize.

The star-studded donation ceremony was over. Lin Weimin sat by the window in the board room of the Cultural Association and accepted interviews from two reporters.

(End of this chapter)