1980 My Literary Era.

Chapter 484

The visit to France by the writers group has just subsided, and it is hard not to let the people of the country think of Lin Weimin as a famous writer who has withdrawn from the Association.

A lot of media approached the Cultural Association to verify it. The Association kept it secret for a long time, and finally confirmed that there was such a thing.

Once the report was issued, it immediately caused an uproar in public opinion.

The Cultural Association is the home base of writers. Lin Weimin is now famous in China, winning various awards at home and abroad, and the sales volume of novels is calculated in millions. , How could you suddenly withdraw from the Association?

Before "Hunting" was criticized after it was published, the "Literary News" sponsored by the Association of Literature and Art also helped Lin Weimin. In the eyes of readers, the relationship between Lin Weimin and the Association of Literature and Art was very good.

As a result, he said that he quit now, so he quit. No matter how you think about it, it's not right.

There are not a few reporters who are skeptical about this matter. Everyone tried to find out the reason from the Cultural Association, but they were turned away.

Many reporters approached Lin Weimin again, and now things have gradually calmed down, and Lin Weimin didn't want any further twists and turns, and also blocked all interviews.

Did not get a conclusive answer from the parties, and did not affect the desire of the media and the public to explore.

Soon, a gossip spread.

Lin Weimin withdrew from the Association because he was dissatisfied with what the group of visiting writers did abroad, and angry at the inaction of the Association.

This piece of news is in line with the aspirations of the angry common people during this period of time, and it spreads in the country at a fast speed, and it didn't take a few days for it to spread uproariously.

As a result, Lin Weimin has added a layer of halo in the hearts of the Chinese people. He is not only a great writer who has won many awards and won glory for the country, but also hates evil and fights against the ugly phenomenon in the literary world.

"It's really not me, can't you trust my character?"

On the phone, Li Xiangyang's voice was gloating.

The reason for Lin Weimin's withdrawal from the Cultural Association has been rumored outside, and the content is basically true. Seeing that the news is spreading more and more widely.

Lin Weimin called Li Xiangyang and asked if the news came from him.

"It's because of you that I can't believe it." Lin Weimin said.

Li Xiangyang said seriously: "I'm not joking with you. You really want to know who spread the news?"

"Who?" Lin Weimin asked immediately after hearing Li Xiangyang's words.

If Li Xiangyang can say that, he must know something.

"You, a level 12 cadre, are not very well informed!" Li Xiangyang teased.

"Stop talking nonsense, what's going on?" Lin Weimin asked.

"The farce this time has dealt a big blow to the image of domestic writers, and the relevant departments must launch a positive image!"

Li Xiangyang awakened Lin Weimin with a single sentence, "I...have I been set as a model?"

"Not to mention, this matter must not be done publicly. Wouldn't that be equivalent to killing those people! It's just a spontaneous non-governmental propaganda to restore the image of the group of writers.

Lin Weimin sighed: "The higher ups are really well-intentioned!"

"There's no way. Governing a big country is like cooking a small fish. It's impossible to say everything out loud like those writers. It's for the sake of unity! After all, it's all internal conflicts."

"You don't know yet, do you? As soon as the news came out, many people guessed that the sentence at the end of my report was said by you."

Lin Weimin smiled and said, "If you guessed it, you guessed it. Anyway, the news has spread."

The two sighed a few words and hung up the phone.

A few days later, Lin Weimin went to the office for a meeting, which was a usual retreat.

The consequences of the French incident of the Writers Group gradually emerged. During the meeting, the leaders focused on the adverse effects of this incident.

After the meeting, the new leader, Du Shu, called Lin Weimin to the office. After Lin Weimin entered, Cheng Zaochun had just left.

"I went to a meeting, and the leader heard about you, but he praised you, saying that you have a stand and attitude." The leader said with a smile.

Lin Weimin didn't dare to ask which leader it was, "I was also furious for a while. I actually don't object to what they say, but I just think it's inappropriate on such an occasion."

The leader nodded approvingly, and praised: "This is the overall view. What those people lack is your overall view."

He said again: "I read NC, and I also read the report in the "Yanjing Youth Daily". Did you say that?"

Lin Weimin smiled.

"Not bad, really good. It has the character of the older generation of proletarian writers!"

The exaggeration made Lin Weimin a little panicked, wondering if the leader had ill intentions for him.

As a result, after waiting for a long time, until he left the office, he didn't see any excessive demands from the leader. Lin Weimin couldn't help but feel ashamed of his villainous heart.

How can you want to lead like this?
Back at the Guowen Society, Cheng Zaochun approached Lin Weimin and asked him how the Chinese version of "Life Is Beautiful" was doing.

"Soon, soon!" Lin Weimin said perfunctorily without sincerity.

"How long has it been, you kid can't have snacks?"

"Isn't it busy? In a few days, it will be finished in a few days."

After chatting for a few words, Cheng Zaochun changed the subject again and said, "Last month's "The Song of Garlic Sprouts on the Rooftop"..."

"What's wrong?" Lin Weimin immediately became alert.

"What else can I do, be sensitive, be more careful in the future."

Lin Weimin was suspicious, remembering when he passed Cheng Zaochun when he went to the leader's office, "Did the leader tell you something?"

"Guess that you still ask the truth? I think you are just pretending to be confused!"

"Look at what you said, it seems that I am deliberately against you, the leader."

"Aren't you often right with me?"

"It's too embarrassing to talk like that."

After a few jokes, Cheng Zaochun said seriously, "Be more careful in the future."

"Understood, next time for sure."

"Song of Garlic Sprouts in Paradise" was published in the fourth issue of "Contemporary" in April, and the response was mediocre, but it is precisely because of such word-of-mouth that this vigorous novel did not cause a lot of controversy like many works that criticize current problems .

Mo Yan was a little disappointed with the response to this novel, he had thought that this novel would cause a certain response.

"Your boy's idea is a bit dangerous. Repercussions are not necessarily a good thing. Isn't it pretty good now! You have seen what you should see, and you don't need to take any risk of public opinion."

Lin Weimin's persuasion made Mo Yan nod his head, which is correct.

Lin Weimin said again: "The handling of this novel is indeed rough, and the pursuit of creation cannot be ignored just because of the intention."

Mo Yan said, "I learned a lesson this time."

After work, Lin Weimin's car drove up Xizhimen Inner Street, crossed Xinjiekou, and stopped in front of Yongzhen Baylor Mansion.

It has been more than half a year since Li Guangfu took over the residence last summer and helped Lin Weimin find Professor Guo Daiheng from Shuimu to take charge of the renovation work of this mansion.

When Lin Weimin entered, the workers in the yard were getting off work.

For more than half a year, this place has almost turned into a large construction site, and there has been no obvious change due to the passage of time.

"Alas! We underestimated the difficulty of renovating this mansion."

Guo Daiheng was a little embarrassed when chatting with Lin Weimin. According to her plan for Lin Weimin, the reconstruction of Yongzhen Baylor Mansion would only take one and a half years.

But according to the current progress, it will not be finished in two years.

It is too difficult to maintain the original flavor of the building and modernize the interior without losing the original charm.

In the past, the restoration of ancient buildings she was responsible for had only one purpose, but it was easier to do.

Lin Weimin smiled and said, "It's okay, don't worry, it will count when you finish."

In the past two years, the deposits in his bank account have been expanding, and the speed is getting faster and faster, and he no longer knows what to do.

He plans to go to the United States next time to buy some stocks or something. Anyway, money is a long way to go, so it is better to make some investments. Microsoft, Apple, etc. are here, and we can’t avoid it.

Li Guangfu said with a smile: "When we meet Mr. Lin, you are such a talkative boss, we can work comfortably."

Guo Daiheng didn't know Li Guangfu's flattery, but she nodded in approval.

No matter what kind of project, the budget and construction period are generally stipulated.But at Lin Weimin's place, he can do whatever he wants.

It is a pleasure to cooperate with such a person.

"All I want is the result!" Lin Weimin said looking at the messy courtyard.

Of course, his good words are not without reason, everything is for a good result.

"Don't worry, we will do our best." Guo Daiheng promised.

Lin Weimin showed a relaxed smile on his face, "I made you worry."

"It should." Li Guangfu also said.

After a few more days, Lin Weimin finally wrote the Chinese version of "Nothing" and handed it over to the agency, saving Cheng Zaochun from nagging from time to time.

This morning, Tan Chaoyang came to visit the editorial department. The old comrade seldom showed up at the Chinese Literature Society since he retired.

During the chat, Tan Chaoyang talked about Rong Shihui's situation.

In 1984, Rong Shihui was transferred from Guowen Society to Writers Publishing House.

Lao Rong is recognized as one of the four famous editors in Yanjing, and he has nothing to choose in terms of professional ability. He didn't become a leader in the Chinese Literature Society, but he did a good job in the Writer's Publishing House. retired from work.

Now he is re-employed by the Writer's Publishing House and is responsible for the final review of some novel manuscripts.

"It's not that I said that you retired old men, one by one, don't take good care of their lives after retirement, and think about making use of their waste energy all day long. This is blocking the way for our young people to make progress!" Lin Weimin joked.

Tan Chaoyang laughed and said, "I've completely retreated, you have to talk to Lao Rong about this."

"I have to talk about him. How about this, invite the two of you to dinner tonight, and we will criticize him together."

It is said to be a criticism, but it is actually a treat.

The number of times Lin Weimin and Rong Shihui have met in the past few years can be counted on one hand. Looking back, he was the one who took me with me when I entered the editorial department.

As soon as he said he would leave, Lin Weimin took Tan Chaoyang and ran for a while before driving to the northeast corner of Changhong Bridge on the East Third Ring Road, where there is a "Twin Tower".The two buildings stand shoulder to shoulder, look exactly the same, square and well-behaved.

The building is sixteen stories high, facing the Tuanjiehu community where Lin Weimin often lives in winter, and looks down on a group of "little dwarf" multi-storey buildings.

The two buildings belong to different units, with the Tongguang Building to the east and the Federation of Literature and Art Building to the west.The building was jointly built by the Federation of Literary and Art Circles and the Association for Literature and Art. According to the distribution of investment, the Association for Literature and Art Circles occupies three floors, and the Writers' Publishing House occupies the fourth floor of the building.

When Lin Weimin and Tan Chaoyang found the fourth floor, the publishing house was rushing to get off work, and they spotted Rong Shihui in the editorial department who was packing things leisurely.

"Old Rong!" Lin Weimin called out.

Rong Shihui raised his head and saw Lin Weimin and Tan Chaoyang with surprise on his face.

"Why are you two here?"

"Come and see you!" Tan Chaoyang said with a smile.

"It's just time to get off work, let's go for a walk and have some dinner together!" Rong Shihui said enthusiastically.

Qin Chaoyang pointed at Lin Weimin and said, "You don't need to say that? Did you see that? I brought this kid here for the checkout."

Rong Shihui laughed out loud.

(End of this chapter)