1980 My Literary Era.

Chapter 316 Naoki Award

After breakfast, the news in the early morning newspaper seemed to change the atmosphere of the entire Yanjing City.

Waving the five-star red flag, the young people walked on the road without hesitation, singing loudly, and the pedestrians on the street also showed knowing smiles on their faces seeing this scene.

Everyone is full of vigor and joy. They walk on the street, dyeing the street like a newborn sun.

Lin Weimin drove to the Guowen Society. As soon as he got out of the car, he saw Uncle Zhai in the mail room standing at the door of the front building.

"For the sake of the people, the Chinese team won the gold medal!"

Lin Weimin replied with a smile, "Got it, this morning there was a kid running from beginning to end in the alley with a newspaper."

Uncle Zhai's words resonated with the colleagues who had just entered the hospital. Everyone started chatting while leaning on the car. More and more people gathered at the door, which was very lively.

"The Chinese team won the gold medal! The club should give us a day off to celebrate, so that everyone can watch the Olympics!" A young colleague shouted.

"Okay, I'll give you half a month's vacation, let you see enough!"

"That's great! Hey! Half a month..."

While talking, the colleague realized something was wrong and turned his head to look.

Comrade Lao Yan stood on the doorstep, condescending, death ray.

Young colleagues are like mice seeing a cat, shrinking their necks and daring not to speak.

The good meeting in front of the building came to an abrupt end because of Lao Yan's appearance.

Lin Weimin joked: "Young people are ignorant. If you want to watch the Olympics, skip work and go home to watch it. Let the boss give you a vacation. Isn't this letting the boss make mistakes?"

Yan Wenjing glared at him, "Don't be sloppy here, don't let me know which of you is absent from work!"

"Leader, look at what you said. Is there any comrade in our Guowen Society who loves his job more than me? Whoever absents from work, I can't absent from work either!
I just think that the young people nowadays are too outrageous. They don't think about working hard all day long, they just think about how to play.

What does the Olympics have to do with you?What does the Chinese team's gold medal have to do with you?
......"

Lin Weimin spoke in a strange way, the more he spoke, the darker Yan Wenjing's face became.

"It's okay to go back to the back building, what are you doing here?" Yan Wenjing scolded.

"Alright, the leader is busy, I'll go to work first."

Lin Weimin left amid the laughter of his colleagues.

After entering the office, Yao Shuzhi joked about Lin Weimin's training just now.

"You don't understand, the leader loves me deeply and takes responsibility for me!"

"Yes, yes, people like us have no chance to be scolded by the leader!"

"Jealousy, naked jealousy!"

Colleagues laughed and laughed, and the newspapers on the table were flipped.

In "People's Daily", "Guangming Daily", and "Sports Daily", the news that Xu Haifeng won China's first gold medal was all on the front page.

This morning, everyone was not in the mood for work. The topics were all about the Olympics and Xu Haifeng's gold medal. At the same time, they were also guessing which event and which athlete the Chinese team would win the next gold medal.

Just as we were about to eat, colleagues who had been away for half a month to participate in the PEN meeting in Yantai came back.

After reporting their work, they had a lunch in the cafeteria, and the group ran away again.

The euphemism is that after half a month of business trip, I finally returned to Yanjing, and I had to take a good rest for two days. I guess I went home to watch the Olympic broadcast on TV.

Don't look at what Lao Yan said was cruel, but in fact it was more of incompetence and rage.

It is the first time for China to participate in such a grand event as the Olympic Games, and the common people are naturally very excited. It is conceivable that in recent days, there are definitely not a few cases of absenteeism in units and schools in Yanjing City.

Lao Yan is just talking about it, the law does not blame the public.

The Olympic Games on the other side of the ocean are in full swing. As the Olympic athletes continue to make great achievements, Yanjing in August is also in full swing.

In the frenzied atmosphere of the whole city, the Guowen Society received a call from Ni Hong.

The call came from Xinchaoshe, the publishing house responsible for publishing the muddled version of "Farewell My Concubine".

"Win an award?" Lin Weimin listened to the plastic Chinese on the other end of the phone, struggling to identify the other party's words, "Mother Award? What award is this?"

After listening to it for a long time, he couldn't help complaining. Couldn't such a big publishing house find someone with a higher level of Chinese to make the call?

On the other end of the phone, the person speaking was an interpreter, and a person beside him was also speaking in Nihong language.

Say something in Nihongyu, and the translator will follow suit.

It turned out that it was not the Mother Award, but the Naoki Award.

The Naoki Award is the most influential literary award in Nibo. It is famous for its popularity. It never takes the works of famous writers as the object of selection, but pays more attention to the works of newcomers and unknown writers. It always has a special preference for strong stories.

The Naoki Award is very different from many literary awards in the world. It is awarded twice a year, in February and August each year. It relies on frequent awards to attract readers' attention.

This year's Naoki Award is a bit special. In the first half of February, there were no award-winning works, and there was a vacancy.

"Farewell My Concubine" has been published by Nibo for almost two years, and it is not a novel written by Nibo, so it should not appear in the selection scope of the Naoki Award.

But when it comes to awards in the second half of the year, it may be because this year is a bit slow, and I don't know which judge has a headache and nominated "Farewell My Concubine".

Just watch it, everyone, it doesn't matter if you look at it.

What the hell, the intermediary stuff is too fucking in line with our book's taste!
It doesn't make sense not to give an award, it just so happens that there are no decent works this year.

Well, it's you!
The muddled language on the other end of the phone was translated into bad Chinese, and the bad Chinese went around in Lin Weimin's mind again, and it became like this.

"Lin Jun, the Naoki Award presentation meeting will be held on the 15th of the middle of this month, please be sure to attend."

"No. 15?" Lin Weimin pondered.

He really didn't want to go, because the interpreter revealed a very important piece of information on the phone just now, the prize money of the Naoki Award is 120 million yen.

Sounds a lot doesn't it?
But this thing is worthless, Lin Weimin calculated it in his heart, it is equivalent to about 2 RMB.

2 yuan for the appearance fee, just want to invite Mr. Lin to appear on the stage?

I'm afraid it's a little difficult!

Besides, I heard a lot from the translator just now, and I almost praised the Naoki Award as a flower, but after careful analysis, no matter how popular you hype it, this thing is also a newcomer award.

Going all the way to receive a rookie award?

People who have won the Yanbing Literature Award, I can't afford to lose this person!

"I'm afraid it's too late in time, so your publishing house will lead me to lead it!"

Lin Weimin rejected Xinchao Club's request straightforwardly, and the devil on the other end of the phone chattered a lot.

The translator begged again, and Lin Weimin said impatiently: "No, no. Just tell him that I'm too busy with work and can't get away."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Yan Wenjing asked, "Why did you hang up?"

He listened from the beginning to the end, and heard everything that should be heard.

"Why don't you hang up? Let me go to accept the award, just a rookie award! It's so far away, it won't make it."

Yan Wenjing said: "What is the Newcomer Award? It is true that the Naoki Award is for newcomers, but not every kind of newcomer can get it. Its influence in the domestic literary world is very important. All authors who have won this award will later win it. He has become a heavyweight writer in the literary world."

"There are two heavyweight writers a year?" Lin Weimin said mercilessly.

Yan Wenjing showed a bit of embarrassment, "There are also those who are not successful. The key is that the newcomer won the award and the manuscript fee jumped three times, so someone begged you to publish it."

"Then I don't need to go all the way to receive the award!"

Yan Wenjing said helplessly: "Everyone is eager to go abroad. Why do you come to this place? Going abroad is like killing you. It's so hard. Before, Lao Meng told me that Mr. Arthur Miller from the United States also invited you to go, and you too This attitude!"

"Why do you go abroad? People who leave their hometowns are cheap, and they don't even understand the truth of this!"

"It's not that you won't come back after you go, so you can receive an award and experience the customs of foreign countries by the way, wouldn't it be great?"

"No matter what you say, this Naoki Award is a newcomer award. After all, we are also people who have won the Yanbing Literature Award. Isn't it self-deprecating to accept the award?"

Yan Wenjing shook his head, "You are really capable!"

"What is a bar? I call it self-esteem and self-love."

"Well, I can't say no to you. If you don't go, don't go. Don't regret it in the future."

"What regrets later? It's not that there will be no chances in the future. Hey, I said old...President, I see what you mean, why do you seem to be eager to send me away?" Lin Weimin looked suspiciously at Yan Wenjing.

"Fart! I did it for your own good. It's obviously a good thing, but when it comes to your mouth, it's like a big crime."

Lin Weimin waved his hand, "There's no need for that. If we want to go abroad in the future, we have to let them invite them as uncles."

Yan Wenjing looked impatient, "Scroll, I'm annoyed when I see you."

"You old man..."

Yan Wenjing stared, Lin Weimin didn't say any more, and left the office in despair.

"Cut, worship foreigners!"

The Guowen Society has no impenetrable walls.

Lin Weimin won the most influential literary award, and within half an hour it spread throughout the society, and a bunch of people came to congratulate Lin Weimin.

This matter quickly spread in Yanjing literary circles.

Lin Weimin regards the Naoki Award as a newcomer award, but others don't see it that way.

These days, foreign moons are rounder than domestic ones.Moreover, the Naoki Award is indeed the largest literary award in Nibo, which cannot be disputed.

After learning that Lin Weimin and "Farewell My Concubine" had won the Naoki Award, newspapers immediately came to interview them.

Catch up with the Olympic Games during this period, Olympic athletes have won gold medals in the arena, and the common people are like being beaten to death. They love to watch this kind of drama that wins glory for the country.

Lin Weimin didn't let the reporters succeed, and came directly to thank the guests behind closed doors.

At the end, I sent a sentence to the reporters: Just a newcomer award, why are you so excited?

Reporters: ? ? ?
(End of this chapter)