1980 My Literary Era.

Chapter 541 "Hunting II"

On the second day after the seminar on "White Deer Plain" was successfully held, Cheng Zhongshi came to the Guowen Society again, and when he mentioned his drunk gaffe last night, his face showed a bit of embarrassment and embarrassment.

Lin Weimin knew his temperament well, so he ignored the matter, and then took out the publishing contract.

Cheng Zhongshi picked up the pen and was about to sign the contract, but was stopped by Lin Weimin, "Why don't you take a good look at the contract?"

"I can trust you, and I can also trust the Guowen Society!" Cheng Zhongshi said.

"Then you should take a look. This is related to your vital interests, so you can't be careless."

Lin Weimin asked Cheng Zhongshi to take a good look at the publishing contract, Cheng Zhongshi had no choice but to do so, and after watching, he found something wrong.

"The time limit written here is three years?" Cheng Zhongshi asked, pointing to a part of the contract.

Lin Weimin nodded, "This is the shortest number of years I can change."

Seeing Cheng Zhongshi's puzzled expression, Lin Weimin explained: "In recent years, the manuscript fee has changed every year. If the contract period is too long, you will easily suffer."

Cheng Zhongshi was very moved when he heard the words, "Thank you very much, for the people!"

"There is no need to say thank you. The publishing house and the author should have a mutual achievement relationship, and it is definitely not a relationship where one party exploits the other. If you can get a generous manuscript fee, our publishing house will not suffer."

Lin Weimin's generous remarks made Cheng Zhongshi admire and move him from the bottom of his heart, and then signed his name on the contract.

Lin Weimin joked: "This version of the contract is just like this. When you sign the contract next time, maybe you will get the royalties!"

Cheng Zhongshi smiled honestly, "I dare not think about it, I dare not think about it."

The publication of "White Deer Plain" this time can get a manuscript fee of 3 yuan, which is already the ceiling of his imagination.

After his wife heard the news, she was so happy that she didn't fall asleep until midnight. How could he dare to think about royalties?Those are rules that only exist abroad, but not in China.

"It's safer to transfer the manuscript fee after you return to Xi'an," Lin Weimin said.

After chatting, he sent Cheng Zhongshi out, "I've been busy for the past two days, and if I have time, I want to take my sister-in-law to have a good time in Yanjing."

"That's why I finally came to Yanjing."

Having said that, Cheng Zhongshi thanked Lin Weimin again, thanks to Weimin's arrangement for bringing his wife to Yanjing this time.

Cheng Zhongshi was sent away, and Lin Weimin returned to the office to review the manuscript.

Colleagues from the editorial department sent the release sheets of two books, Richard Yates' "Road to Revolution" and "Eleven Kinds of Loneliness". From last year to this year, it took half a year to translate, and now it is finally about to be published .

This matter was originally the responsibility of the foreign literature editorial office, but because Richard Yates' works were introduced by Lin Weimin, his name was added to the signature column.

For the publication of "Road to Revolution" and "Eleven Kinds of Loneliness", the Guowen Society paid Richard Yates a manuscript fee of 35 yuan per thousand characters. The rice currency exchange rate is nearly 5000 yuan.

Not much, but for Richard Yates, it was a windfall after all.

Lin Weimin ordered to send him two copies after the sample book came out, and also ordered the financial side to wire Richard Yates' manuscript fee in time.

After get off work in the evening, Lin Weimin returned home, and Han Zhuangzhuang brought his family.

A few days ago, he went to participate in the Berlin Film Festival, and he just came back recently. Today, he came to Lin Weimin for a gathering.

Seeing Lin Weimin, Han Zhuangzhuang looked excited, "Uncle, let me show you something good!"

After speaking, he took out a book from his bag, acting mysteriously.

"Guess whose book this is?"

"No guessing!"

Lin Weimin didn't give him a chance at all, Han Zhuangzhuang said depressedly: "You are really boring!"

After finishing speaking, he revealed the book cover, and Lin Weimin glanced at it with surprise on his face.

"Where did you find this out?"

"Where else can I come from? Go to the book stalls on the street!" Han Zhuangzhuang replied.

Lin Weimin took the book and flipped through it carefully. The paper was thin and brittle, and the font was small and blurry. He knew it was a pirated book without looking at the cover.

Tao Huimin leaned over at this moment, seeing the title of the book on the cover, her expression didn't tense.

"Who is this? So talented?"

The quality of the book is undoubtedly shoddy, the dark book cover is not even designed clearly, but the title of the book and the author's name are very eye-catching.

"Hunting II", Lin Weimin's new book.

"Will someone really buy this thing?" Tao Huimin couldn't help asking.

"If you meet two idiots, you will definitely be able to sell them!" The couple sang together, and Han Zhuangzhuang was wronged and humiliated.

"Good intentions are not rewarded!" Han Zhuangzhuang said aggrievedly.

After the joke, Lin Weimin asked Han Zhuangzhuang about the pirated book in detail.

In the past two years, more and more pirated books have been sold at the book stalls on the street. Han Zhuangzhuang bought this book at the pirated bookstalls.

Lin Weimin decided to hide the novel "Hunting" at the beginning, and it would not be published within ten years. It once triggered a rush of readers to buy the current issue of "Contemporary". "Contemporary" has a history of more than ten years, and this sales volume is also unique.

After the publication of "The Hunt" that year, it aroused great discussion and controversy.

With all the calculations, it took less than half a year from the time the novel was published to when the issue of "Contemporary" was no longer printed.

Coupled with the fate of "The Hunt" being hidden in the snow, naturally countless readers are curious about the content of this novel.

The panic buying triggered by the issue of "Contemporary" in which the novel was published ended up selling only a few million copies, which could not satisfy the curiosity of readers.

In the past two years, Lin Weimin has successively discovered the inferior editions of "Hunting" printed by pirated booksellers at small stalls on the street. Binding and printing brought this work, which had been buried in the snow, back to the public.

As far as Lin Weimin knows, the sales of the pirated version of "The Hunt" are quite good, and a large number of readers have seen the true content of this novel.

In fact, not only "Hunting", but all of Lin Weimin's novels are hardest hit by piracy. According to the estimates of the Guowen Society, the number of pirated copies of his novels is at least five or six times more than the genuine ones.

Lin Weimin is not a god, let alone the piracy issue, even the boss of the Publishing Department can't solve it.

But isn't ""Hunting II"" and "Lin Weimin's new book" too much?
Pirated booksellers published his old works, and after all, readers still read his stuff, but under his name, they sold stuff written by unknown authors. Isn’t this ruining his reputation?

Lin Weimin took a look at this "Hunting II" deliberately, and it was similar to what he had imagined. The content was based on the background of educated youths going to the countryside to jump in the queue, and highlighted a pornography and pornography. It was probably sold as a small Huangwen.

You can’t completely blame the pirates for this matter. In the past few years, educated youth literature, or to expand the scope, scar literature has been full of mud and sand, and anyone can write it. There are a large number of shoddy and inferior works, and these works have nowhere to be published. But it has become a pirated bookseller.

It's ridiculous to say the least.

When he went to work the next day, Lin Weimin took this "Hunting II" and found the publishing office.

"Leader, you can't ignore this matter! It's fine with piracy, but now you're still pretending to be the name. If these pirated booksellers dare to pretend to be my name today, they dare to pretend to be the leader tomorrow. It will cause big trouble!"

The leader flipped through the book and couldn't help laughing, "It's really a bit too much!"

The leader had no choice but to say, "Well done, I can't beat you!"

He said again: "I know about this matter, let's work together with the public security and propaganda departments to crack down on it!"

After receiving the leader's reply, Lin Weimin felt much better. He knew that this was the best the leader could do.

What he can do, what the leader can do, is probably like this.

A few days later, Wang Xiaobo came to the editorial department as a guest and sent Lin Weimin his two newly completed works, "Standing at Thirty" and "The Year Like Water Flows". There are so many "Golden Ages", but there are still many descriptions about human organs.

"Your style is really a headache!"

Wang Xiaobo was a little embarrassed. He knew that what he wrote was not liked by many people at this time, but who would let Teacher Lin admire him? After he wrote something, the first and only choice was Lin Weimin. .

"Mr. Lin, there is nothing excessive about my two novels." Wang Xiaobo argued.

What Wang Xiaobo said is actually correct. Except for the fact that the sexual organs are always mentioned in these two novels, there are not many other things that are too much. Compared with many "literary" works today, there are many elements.

Lin Weimin put down the manuscript, and Wang Xiaobo looked at him nervously.

"I'll let my colleagues see it first!"

Wang Xiaobo was overjoyed when he heard the words, but this ordinary sentence represented Lin Weimin's attitude, "Thank you, Teacher Lin, thank you!"

"Don't be too happy, if you can't pass the review, I won't intercede for you!" Lin Weimin warned.

Wang Xiaobo happily said, "As long as you give me a chance."

Then he added: "It's really not possible, it's okay to send it to Xiangjiang."

Lin Weimin said angrily, "Then you might as well send it to Editor-in-Chief Liu!"

Wang Xiaobo laughed and said, "You are kind to me, I will be the first one to look for you after finishing the novel!"

"Editor Liu is a guarantee, right?" Lin Weimin said sarcastically.

Wang Xiaobo didn't speak, just smirked.

"You, I can hear the abacus in my heart." Lin Weimin scolded.

The conversation between the two was naturally more of a joke.

After Wang Xiaobo left, Lin Weimin gave the manuscript to Tong Zhonggui.

"Xiao Tong, review these two manuscripts."

"Okay, Lin..."

Before Tong Zhonggui finished speaking, he caught sight of the signature on the manuscript, and swallowed the second half of the sentence abruptly.

"What's wrong?" Lin Weimin asked.

Tong Zhonggui looked puzzled, "Mr. Lin, Wang Xiaobo's manuscript?"

"Ask knowingly, didn't you read it? Why? You don't want to review his manuscript? Then I'll find someone else!" Lin Weimin said as he was about to greet others.

Tong Zhonggui hurriedly stopped Lin Weimin, "Hey, Teacher Lin. Interrogation, I interrogate!"

Lin Weimin looked at him and said reasonably, "Don't force yourself!"

"No force, no force." Tong Zhonggui said.

Lin Weimin nodded in satisfaction, "Okay, I'll leave it to you. Review carefully and write down the review comments in detail."

Tong Zhonggui looked at Lin Weimin's back with a bitter expression. It's hard for me to write detailed opinions on this kind of manuscript!

(End of this chapter)