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Chapter 438 "Hunting"

Lin Weimin likes the name "Hunting" very much. Childlike frame-up is the hunting of good people by the wicked and his accomplices.

He has no intention of using a knife and pen to be a judge, but even if a person who doesn't know the truth reads his writing and chooses to sit on the sidelines rationally, he will lose an accomplice.

The general plot of the novel refers to the movie "Hunting", which Lin Weimin made localized.

When writing it, Lin Weimin hesitated for a moment, whether to put the background of the story in the United States, anyway, he did not slander the United States in the previous "Burning".

Moreover, this incident happened in China, and the impact is quite large. If the novel is really to be published, it is easy to be attacked and used by interested people.

But this idea only changed in his mind, and he became firm.

Scared of a dick!
Those villains who do bad things are not afraid, but I am afraid of a dick?
Emotional in his heart, Lin Weimin wrote like a god.

The night passed quickly, and Lin Weimin kept writing except for washing his face in the middle.

It wasn't until the footsteps of colleagues going to work sounded in the corridor that he came back to his senses.

Looking at the dozens of pages of manuscripts written overnight, he got up and knocked on the door of Tan Chaoyang's office.

As soon as Tan Chaoyang arrived at the office, he greeted Lin Weimin with a smile, and heard Lin Weimin say, "Old Tan, I'll take a leave of absence!"

"Ask for leave? How many days? Why are you going?"

"Create Fake!"

Qin Zhaoyang was pinching tea leaves into the teacup, when he heard that the tea leaves in his hands couldn't be put down.

"Why did you invite me again?" He looked at Lin Weimin's state and asked again, "Is this a night without sleep?"

"I got some inspiration!" Lin Weimin replied with a somewhat eager expression on his face.

Seeing this, Tan Chaoyang knew that the inspiration must have come too quickly, and he couldn't hold it back anymore.

If this fake self does not approve, it will probably leak into the crotch.

"Okay, when will you be back?"

"Seven or eight days."

After talking to Tan Chaoyang, Lin Weimin took his bag and left the editorial office impatiently.

Looking at the back of him leaving, Tan Chaoyang couldn't help sighing in his heart, it's better to be a young man, this inspiration comes as soon as it is said, and it can't be held back.

Just as he was sighing, he saw Niu Han go upstairs and greeted him, "Old Niu!"

Niu Han came over, "Why?"

"Have you seen Weimin?"

"I see. What's the matter? Look at the urgent, what's the matter?"

Qin Zhaoyang didn't answer his question, but asked, "What did you tell him after the meeting yesterday? Look, you stimulated the child!"

Niu Han was confused, "Don't accuse the good guy, it's obviously this kid who provoked me, an old comrade."

Seeing that he didn't cheat on Niu Han, Tan Chaoyang said to himself, "I really don't know what this kid can write this time!"

The news that Lin Weimin asked for a "creative leave" spread throughout the Guowen Society while everyone was still drinking their first cup of tea in the office.

Like Tan Chaoyang, all colleagues are full of curiosity about this matter.

A week passed, and Lin Weimin appeared again at the Guowen Society, which quickly aroused the attention of his colleagues.

"Weimin, is the new novel finished?"

Lin Weimin responded to a few words of concern from his colleagues. He first went to the editorial department to make an appointment to sell the holiday, and then went to the front building.

Since Comrade Xie heard that Lin Weimin had taken creative leave, he has been restless for the past few days. What he cares most about when he sits in the office every day is when Lin Weimin will come to work.

Going to work means that the manuscript is finished. After the manuscript is finished, it will be published. Where can it be published?Of course it is "People's Literature".

God is sorry, Comrade Xie looked forward to the stars and the moon, and finally he looked forward to the return of Comrade Weimin.

"Finished?"

"It's finished."

Like the two words of the code, Comrade Xie's face instantly burst into a bright smile, and he stretched out his hand to Lin Weimin, and soon received a manuscript.

After reading the manuscript of the novel, Comrade Xie fell silent and found Lin Weimin's office.

"Your novel..."

Lin Weimin looked at him, "What's the matter? Can't post it?"

Xie Mingqing shook his head, "I can't tell, Editor-in-Chief Liu has recently been suspended."

Lin Weimin didn't speak, he naturally knew the reason for Lao Xie's attitude in the novel he wrote.

In this "Hunting", although everyone's malice towards the male protagonist is due to being deceived, the fact is that these people have become the accomplices of the lying little girl and the evil executioner.

Each of them has an unshirkable responsibility for the death of the hero.

This kind of treatment is no longer gloomy, but dark, which is a bit taboo.

"For the people, I think it's better to release this novel later!" Xie Mingqing persuaded tactfully.

Lin Weimin is very clear about what Xie Mingqing means. This year, the situation of public opinion has been tightening. It is easy for him to be criticized for posting this novel.

"Slow down? When will it be slow?" Lin Weimin asked.

Xie Mingqing was speechless, and he also saw Lin Weimin's firm attitude.

"You "People's Literature" has just finished the review, it is indeed not suitable for publishing this novel, I will find a way!" Lin Weimin gave Xie Mingqing a step up.

Xie Mingqing sighed and left the office.

He knew that if he didn't post it this time, he might not be able to post Lin Weimin's works again in the future.

But he couldn't help it. "People's Literature" had just been criticized some time ago, and Mr. Liu was still suspended. If he published "Hunting" at this time, it would really be an old birthday star's hanging-it's too long.

After Xie Mingqing left, Lin Weimin sat in a chair and meditated for a while, then got up and went to Tan Chaoyang's office.

The next day, Tan Chaoyang sat in the office with a sad face, and he had finished reading Lin Weimin's novel.

Ever since Lin Weimin came to him with the manuscript yesterday, Tan Chaoyang felt something was wrong.

This kid's work has always been published in "People's Literature", and there is only one case where it will be sent to the editorial department.

"You're embarrassing me like this!" Tan Chaoyang said helplessly.

"Old Tan, I'm not talking about you. In this regard, you don't have the responsibility of Lao Meng. No wonder he can become the president."

Lin Weimin's heartbreaking words made Tan Chaoyang give him a hard look, "Then go find Lao Meng!"

"He's retired, so I can find him! Now you are the leader of the editorial department." Lin Weimin said generously.

Tan Chaoyang glanced at him angrily, sighed and said, "You boy really give me a problem!"

After hesitating for a while, Tan Chaoyang finally said, "Okay, post it, post it, anyway, I'm an old bone."

Lin Weimin immediately laughed when he heard the words, "You still have courage!"

Looking at his face like a mother who has milk, Comrade Lao Tan has no heart to scold him anymore, this kid is as thick-skinned as a city wall.

Lin Weimin and Qin Chaoyang reached a tacit agreement, but the manuscript still has to be reviewed by colleagues in the editorial department, which is the rule.

The manuscript was passed to colleagues, and everyone looked around and looked at each other in blank dismay.

A few days ago, everyone was still discussing the rape case in the office. Lin Weimin just took out such a novel, saying that the two had nothing to do with each other, and everyone would not believe it.

"Wei Min, why do you think of designing the plot of the novel like this?" Liu Yin asked everyone's thoughts.

Of course, Lin Weimin couldn't say that it was because I knew the truth of the matter. He explained: "It was just that when I listened to everyone's chat that day, I diverted my thinking. If this story was written according to the case, it would be boring. Isn't it more interesting to write it like this now?"

Everyone nodded hesitantly, feeling something was wrong again.

Such a design is indeed a stroke of genius, but the problem is...

"Aren't you afraid that others will say that you are insinuating?"

"Did I insinuate? Can you find out which case my plot is similar to? Can anyone believe me if I can connect such different things together?"

Lin Weimin's rhetorical question left everyone speechless.

Indeed, the plot of The Hunt was not the same as the case they knew.

If you simply put it into the perspective of a bystander who commits a strong woman a few days ago, it would be somewhat awkward for everyone to read this novel. After all, everyone looked at the problem from the perspective of a victim at that time.

But Lin Weimin's novel provided a new perspective for everyone, not only that, but also deeply criticized the crowd like them.

In the novel, Lin Weimin also took special care to avoid possible problems with the law enforcement agencies. In the novel, after the hero was framed, he was released due to insufficient evidence.

Zhang Zhonge took off his presbyopic glasses and said: "The problem now is not shadows or insinuations. We literary creators have the freedom to create. The most taboo thing about this novel is that it is too dark. According to the way of writing for the people, all the onlookers All are accomplices."

Tong Zhonggui objected: "I think there is nothing wrong with Mr. Lin's writing. This way of writing is precisely to warn us spectators, not to judge others from the commanding heights of morality."

He Qizhi agreed with Zhang Zhonge's opinion, saying: "Old Zhang is right. For the people, if your novel is published, it will easily attract people's attention."

Lin Weimin smiled, "Some time ago I was scolded by the right side, but now the left side scolded me, it's good to balance it out!"

Seeing his indifferent attitude, everyone understood.

Since Lin Weimin took out this novel, he must have considered the possible risks and repercussions after publication.

In fairness, is the novel "The Hunt" good?

good!It's not so good, it's very good!
Just after reading the novel, and then thinking of the title of the novel, it makes people feel shuddering.

Everyone has come from those years, and they are all too familiar with this feeling.

And the desperate atmosphere in the novel makes people feel a kind of pain to the bone, expressing the darkness and evil of human nature to the fullest.

Literary works are not only praises, but also criticisms and revelations.

Lin Weimin's "Hunting" perfectly interprets this sentence.

After Lin Weimin finished speaking, the colleagues fell into a brief silence.

"Hunting" is extremely excellent in every aspect, whether it is in terms of writing structure, plot development, or ideological and literary quality.

Everyone even has a feeling that this novel may be the best among all the works written by Lin Weimin in recent years.

"I still prefer to publish it. It would be a pity if such a novel is not published!"

When everyone was silent, Zhang Zhonge, who raised questions at the beginning, was the first to stand up and support Lin Weimin.

Then Liu Yin said, "Let's post it! Anyway, Weimin is the editor-in-chief. If someone makes trouble at that time, we will say that he, the editor-in-chief, published it without authorization, and it has nothing to do with us."

After Liu Yin finished speaking, everyone roared with laughter.

The atmosphere in the office relaxed, and other people expressed their opinions one after another, and finally agreed to publish it unanimously.

Lin Weimin looked at everyone with a sincere smile on his face, "Thank you everyone!"

On the afternoon of the same day when the editorial department of "Contemporary" reached a consensus on the publication of "Hunting", Lin Weimin was urgently summoned to the office of the president.

As soon as they met, Cheng Zaochun had a look of bitterness and hatred.

"The things I told you are all in vain!"

"How can you! Leader, your speeches are all good words, Xiao Lin, I will keep them in my heart, and I have to read them silently a few times from time to time." Lin Weimin joked.

"Stop being silly with me!" Cheng Zaochun glared at him, "What's the matter with that "Hunting"?"

"Are you talking about that novel? Hey, isn't it Wen Siru who has had a diabetes collapse? He couldn't control it. He seems to be writing like a ghost!"

Seeing Lin Weimin's playful smile, Cheng Zaochun became furious, "I'm serious with you! Be serious!"

After being reprimanded, Lin Weimin was a little more honest, "Why, can't we writers have a little creative freedom?"

"Who won't let you go free? But you can't commit crimes against the wind!" Cheng Zaochun said bitterly.

"Not really. Leader, my novel is just to criticize human nature, it's not a grand narrative, and I won't let the higher-ups focus on it."

"It's too late to wait for the higher-ups to keep an eye on it!"

Seeing Cheng Zaochun's reluctance, Lin Weimin simply played a rogue and said, "Well, that novel will not be published, will not be written, and will not be written in the future!"

"What do you mean?" Cheng Zaochun said angrily.

"What do you mean? That's what it means, writing a novel is still in control, why don't you let me shit and fart?"

Seeing him getting more and more outrageous, Cheng Zaochun pointed at him angrily, "You..."

Lin Weimin stiffened his neck, Cheng Zaochun was so angry that he couldn't speak.

"Bastard!" Cheng Zaochun choked out after waiting for a while.

Seeing that his momentum had weakened, Lin Weimin thought to himself that he was lucky.

Just about to say a few soft words, Cheng Zaochun said, "Why don't you... send the manuscript to "Harvest"?"

Lin Weimin's eyes widened upon hearing this, and he looked at Cheng Zaochun in disbelief.

Cheng Zaochun couldn't hold back his face when he looked at him, and glared at him furiously, "What are you looking at, isn't it all forced by you?"

"Old Cheng, you've failed your studies when you become the president!" Lin Weimin said quietly after a while.

Cheng Zaochun's aura was completely gone, and he broke the jar and said, "Whatever you want, whatever you want. Let me tell you, when the time comes, they will suspend your job, don't say I won't protect you!"

"It's fine to suspend the job, it's a holiday!" Lin Weimin said bachelorly.

Cheng Zaochun desperately wanted to give Lin Weimin two big blows, I'll make you foolish!
(End of this chapter)