1980 My Literary Era.

Chapter 532 Lin Weimin in Other People's Population
"He, speaking of which, there are many shortcomings." Tang Yuqiu, wearing a pair of presbyopic glasses, couldn't help falling into memories when facing Christian Salmon's question.

"As soon as this kid entered the Literary Research Institute, he was not a quiet master. He had to make trouble every few days, especially when the school started, the director scolded him several times, and we teachers also had to ask for help from time to time. Take him out and criticize a few words.

From the point of view of us teachers, he didn't focus on writing at all at that time.

Fortunately, after a while, he was finally able to settle down a bit, at least he was able to learn, and he made rapid progress.

At that time, they were the first batch of students after the resumption of our Institute of Literature and Literature, and they paid great attention from top to bottom, and the teachers they invited were all seniors with high morals.

The students in the class are very serious about their studies. Most of these students are older than him, and some of them are from his parents' generation. He is just like everyone else.

But he is a person with a good heart, he can get along with anyone, and everyone has a good impression of him. "

Listening to Tang Yuqiu's words, Christian Salmon finally heard negative comments about Lin Weimin from people around him.

The object Christian Salmon wanted to interview was within the scope he had designated, and then Lin Weimin would provide him with several candidates, including friends, teachers, and classmates around Lin Weimin.

After finishing his interview with Shi Tiesheng, Christian Salmon came to the National Academy of Letters and found Tang Yuqiu.

In the choice of the teacher, Lin Weimin did not let Christian Salmon disturb Mr. Wan, who has been feeling unwell recently.

As Lin Weimin, one of the best students since the resumption of the Institute of Literature and Literature, Tang Yuqiu knew all about his experiences in the school, and sometimes Christian Salmon had to interrupt her when he said too much detail.

He could tell that Lin Weimin was the pride of Teacher Tang.

"In recent years, he has been very busy with work and has to write, and his time is always tight, but he still visits here occasionally, and he also visits my place during the holidays. I still made the preface of his first book for him. of it!"

Tang Yuqiu said this with a somewhat smug expression.

Christian Salmon was a little helpless, and the interview seemed to be back on the old track.

"By the way, let me show you something."

Tang Yuqiu led Christian Salmon to the library of the National Academy of Letters, pointed to the sign hanging at the door and said, "All the books in this library are donated for the people!"

Christian Salmon said unexpectedly: "Donated a library book?"

"That's right. In the past few years, our college's school funds were not very sufficient, and the library collection was not very large. The students who came to study here made a lot of comments. At that time, the leaders of the college thought of a way to let the previous students We help donate some books.

Knowing the news, Weimin donated a lot of books to the library. Most of the books in the library were donated by him back then, and he spent tens of thousands of dollars at that time.

You Americans have no concept of our domestic prices, which is basically equivalent to the income of an ordinary working class of us for 40 to [-] years. "

Christian Salmon had heard of Lin Weiminhao's feat of throwing tens of thousands of dollars before, but now he heard the figure of tens of thousands of dollars, and he didn't feel any waves in his heart.

However, this did make him look at Lin Weimin with admiration once again. One person donating once may be out of respect, or to gain fame, but it is impossible to stick to it forever.

According to everyone's description, Lin Weimin has not stopped donating in recent years. If he didn't really want to help others in his heart, it would be impossible for him to do so again and again.

He has a hot heart!
After finishing the interview at the National Academy of Letters, Christian Salmon set off again, this time he was going to Jinmen, another big city in China, more than 100 kilometers away from Yanjing.

Jiang Zilong received a call from Lin Weimin in advance, so there was no surprise that Christian Salmon came to the door.

The interview took place at Jiang Zilong's home. Jiang Zilong was a classmate of Lin Weimin's in the Institute of Literature, and the topic of the two started from the Institute of Literature.

"Teacher Tang should be retiring soon, right? She was over 40 when she was in charge of our class of students!" Jiang Zilong sighed.

"According to Mr. Tang, Lin was very restless when he was studying at school." Christian Salmon asked.

Jiang Zilong smiled, "He was only 20 years old at the time, and he was the youngest student in the class. It's normal to be restless. You must know that our class of students is quite special, so they are all relatively older. The students living in the same dormitory are all in their fifties. In terms of age, we are all from his father's generation, so we don't think there is anything excessive about him, just like looking at juniors."

"Can you tell me what your most intuitive impression of Dulin Weimin was at that time?"

"Impression? It must be talented!" Jiang Zilong smoked a cigarette, and the smoke was lingering in front of his eyes. He recalled the past, "Wei Min is a person who was born to eat this bowl of rice. This is the consensus of our classmates."

"Can you give me an example?"

During Christian Salmon's interview, several interviewees mentioned Lin Weimin's talent for writing.

"For example... I remember when we went to Xiaoxitianer to watch a foreign movie, and what we watched was "Leap Over the Crazy Asylum" in the United States, and we chatted casually during the break.

Weimin casually told everyone about the inspiration he got from the movie. Teacher Tang asked him to write a novel. After a few days, the novel was published. This novel won the National Excellent Short Story Award in the second year . "

Jiang Zilong paused at this point, "By the way, another thing is his writing efficiency. You may not know that his writing efficiency is very exaggerated. The novel "Farewell My Concubine" has been published in your country. , you should know, right?"

"I know, I've seen it."

"Weimin just started working in the editorial department of "Contemporary". During the Chinese New Year, he stayed alone in the dormitory. Inspired, he finished writing this novel in a week."

"One week?"

Christian Salmon looked at Jiang Zilong in surprise. He had already read the English version of "Farewell My Concubine".
"It's an exaggeration, right? Many people don't believe it when they first hear it. I'm also a writer. If I work hard, I usually have a lot of four to five thousand words a day, but he can write up to [-] words a day. Tell me, is this true? Isn't it talent?"

Christian Salmon nodded. If what Jiang Zilong said is true, it is indeed a talent, and it is a very strong talent.

For normal people, even copying [-] words a day is a very heavy workload, let alone writing [-] words with meaning?
Christian Salmon couldn't help recalling the content of "Farewell My Concubine". Such a wonderful novel, did it really take a week to write it?
Unbelievable!

"In fact, it is not only the efficiency of creation, but also the breadth and versatility of creation. I think Weimin is also a very talented writer.

You don't know much about the development of the domestic literary world in recent years. Let me simply say that the creation of writers of our generation almost revolves around our own experiences in previous years.

The experience of those years is like a sheepfold, which provides us with capital and nourishment, and also keeps us in a comfort zone. If we leave this circle, some people can't even write novels.

But Weimin is different. He never confines himself to a certain narrow field, and can always find something worth expressing.At this point, I admire him very much. "

Christian Salmon thought of the few novels he had read. The styles of Lin Weimin’s novels published in the United States were indeed very different. It seemed that each of them was breaking the rules, and they were all very well written, always touching people's hearts.

After talking for a long time on the topic of creation, Christian Salmon turned the topic to another side.

"In your eyes, what kind of person do you think Lin Weimin is?"

"This range is too big, it's hard to say!"

"It's okay, you can say anything you think of."

Jiang Zilong pondered for a while, and then said, "Weimin is the youngest in our class, but he is the most trustworthy friend, the friend who can entrust his wife and son."

The translator on the side pondered for a while before saying the word "entrusting his wife and offering his son", but Christian Salmon didn't quite understand it.

"Let me tell you an example and you will understand. We have a classmate named Guo Yudao in the Institute of Literature and Literature. He was only in his early forties at the time..."

Jiang Zilong told Christian Salmon the example of Guo Yudao, and he nodded with emotion, understanding what Jiang Zilong wanted to express.

"Having such a friend is indeed a reassuring thing!"

Christian Salmon also spoke out about Richard Yates.

A relaxed smile appeared on Jiang Zilong's face, "It's something that the people can do, and it fits his style very well. Who wouldn't want such a friend?"

Christian Salmon nodded in agreement.

Before he knew it, the interview had been going on for half a day, and Christian Salmon asked the question he had been struggling with.

"I want you to talk about Lin's shortcomings. I have talked to several people, and everyone always talks about his bright spots, but rarely mentions his shortcomings. This seems very unreal!"

Jiang Zilong thought about this question seriously, and Christian Salmon waited for his answer.

After a long time, Jiang Zilong said: "Of course there are some shortcomings in Weimin, but...it's not easy to say!"

"What is there to say? As friends, you also have the obligation to remind him."

Jiang Zilong hesitated and said, "This... involves privacy!"

Hearing what he said, Christian Salmon became even more curious. It must be a very personal matter for Jiang Zilong to be so cautious.

"I can promise not to write this into the interview!"

Christian Salmon was very knowledgeable and dispelled Jiang Zilong's concerns with a single sentence. Obviously, he had done this kind of thing before.

Jiang Zilong had no psychological burden, so he said: "He is relatively slow in emotion, and it is not appropriate to use slow, a bit like a rock."

Christian Salmon's gossip mentality was thoroughly mobilized, "Can you give me an example?"

"I said you can't log it out, let alone pass it on casually!"

I am a foreign reporter, are you still afraid that I will spread the word?
"no problem!"

"When we were in the Literature Research Institute, there was a female classmate in the class..." Jiang Zilong was almost fifty, and his eyes lit up when he chatted about gossip.

Christian Salmon couldn't help asking at the end: "So, that lady hasn't married yet?"

Jiang Zilong nodded.

Christian Salmon frowned, moved by the poignant beauty of unrequited love, "It's really a lingering love story, which reminds me of Lin's "The Lover."

Jiang Zilong sighed softly, "This man, when you are young, you should never meet someone who is too amazing!"

Christian Salmon has sympathy, and he is right.

(End of this chapter)