1980 My Literary Era.

Chapter 586 Wait Two Years

Lin Weimin's purpose in writing "The Story of Promotion" is clear to everyone who has read the novel.

For some readers who are familiar with his works, they don't even need to read the whole novel, they only need to glance at it briefly to know the reason why this novel was written.

I remember seven or eight years ago, Lin Weimin's "Story of the Stealing Official" scolded those colleagues who criticized and insulted him, and many of them were given the nickname of making people laugh because of this novel. .

This time "The Story of Promotion" is coming again, with the same recipe and the same taste, but the difference is that the scolding is more direct and the scope of scolding is wider.

In the past, he was just someone who scolded him, but now he even scolds system problems and social atmosphere.

Ordinary readers feel the same way after reading this novel, and readers who have experienced the plot of the novel are even more applauded.

And those intellectuals, people in the literary circles, and officials who consciously were alluded to by the content of the novel felt disgusted.

But they dare not openly criticize this novel. His novel satirizes bureaucracy, formalism and petty corruption. Why do you jump when you read it?Got poked?

Because of such fear, they could only scold Lin Weimin in their hearts.

As for the real sufferer this time, Liu Feiyu and the judging committee of the Yanbing Literature Award, they have remained silent after the novel was published.

Previously, the results of the Yanbing Literature Award were announced, and they had already been questioned. Now that the turmoil has gradually subsided, they will never give Lin Weimin a chance to stir things up again.

They knew very well that the more they responded or even scolded each other at this time, the more they took advantage of Lin Weimin's wishes.

The best choice is to quietly reduce their sense of existence and let this matter pass.

When the turmoil is over, how to judge the awards is not up to them?

There's no need to make things big for a moment of anger, the loss of power will not be worth the loss.

"The Story of Promotion" has been published for more than half a month, and it has fallen into a strange atmosphere of public opinion.

Readers have received rave reviews, but there are few voices in the literary world, which usually has a strong sense of presence. Only some sincere critics praised Lin Weimin out of time, acting as a conspicuous bag.

On the weekend, Lin Weimin took Tao Huimin to Mr. Wan's house for dinner.

In the past two years, Mr. Wan's health has not been very good, and most of the mundane affairs have been ignored. Lin Weimin came to eat less often than before, for fear of disturbing his quietness.

The husband and wife came today, and Mr. Wan was in a good mood, and his complexion improved a lot.

Since Mr. Wan was in poor health and his wife Li Yuru was too old to take care of her alone, Wan Fang and his wife moved in to take care of the old couple.

A few women were cooking dinner, while Lin Weimin sat and chatted with Mr. Wan in the living room.

"Teacher, I plan to hold a literature award! What do you think?" Lin Weimin suddenly said to Mr. Wan while chatting.

Mr. Wan glanced at him with no surprise on his face. Not long after the Yanbing Literature Award passed, Lin Weimin's novel was also published. It is not difficult to guess his purpose for doing so.

"Award selection is not an easy task. It's easy to complain if you don't talk about it. Besides, do you have the time?"

Lin Weimin said with a smile: "Award selection is not a matter for one person. Why leave it to professional people? It's enough to have a jury. Besides, don't you still have you?"

Mr. Wan immediately raised his vigilance, "I buried half of the people in the loess, but I can't help you."

"If you don't let you work, how about a title? The director of the jury for the Yanbing Literature Award is Balao, and you are on the judging committee for my award, so it's evenly matched. Moreover, I won't let you do it for nothing, and the award will be based on your How about a name?"

Lin Weimin tried to see him poorly, and said the ultimate purpose of coming to eat today.

Mr. Wan was not fooled by his sugar-coated bullets, "I specialize in the field of drama creation. If you want to engage in literary awards, it is not appropriate to use my name. It is better to use your own name."

"Using my own name is not appropriate, which of those awards is not after death..."

Mr. Wan glared at him, but Lin Weimin kept his mouth shut.

"I said you are so kind, and you want to name it after me!"

Lin Weimin showed an apologetic smile to Mr. Wan, "I didn't mean that. I also respect my teacher! With you here, it is not appropriate for me to use someone else's name for this award!"

Mr. Wan snorted coldly, "Forget it, I want to live two more years."

The teacher and the student joked a few times without any scruples, and Mr. Wan said seriously: "Don't think about my name. The Drama Association is considering changing the name of the National Drama, Opera, and Opera Excellent Script Awards recently."

"They're going to name it after you?"

Mr. Wan nodded, "I had this plan, but I declined it. These people, I have the same thoughts as you. The award reform is ready, just wait for me to kick my legs."

Lin Weimin was a little embarrassed, "Look at what you said, isn't this just to make your name go down in history!"

"I thank you all! Can't you wait until I'm dead before moving these thoughts?"

"The main reason is that I didn't expect to collide with the theater association. You really don't want this naming right? Then I'll find someone else!"

"Who do you want to find?" Mr. Wan asked curiously.

In the literary world, not everyone's name can be used to name a literary award, especially a national award.

Whether it is political prestige, literary achievements or qualifications in the literary world, none of them can be lacking.

In the current Chinese literary world, there are only a handful of such people.

"I'm not looking for anyone. It's not named after you. Can I find someone else? I'm going to ask the club to see if they are willing to make people's literature bigger.

The last People's Literature Award has not been held for five years, and I can pay them to make it bigger. "

The People's Literature Award is a literary award sponsored by the Guowen Society. It was awarded for the first time in 1986. The scope of the awards is limited to works published by the Guowen Society or published in the publications of the Guowen Society.

However, since the first session was held in 86, it has not been held for five years.

One of the main reasons is that the list of winners of the first People's Literature Award highly overlaps with the list of winners of the first and second Yanbing Literature Awards.

The People's Literature Award belongs to the Guowen Society's own awards, but it was questioned that the overlapping rate of the results of the awards and other awards was too high, which made people laugh and cry.

If you want to blame, you can only blame the Guowen Society itself. Why do you say you have published so many good works?
Mr. Wan pondered for a while, then looked at Lin Weimin, and asked, "Tell me the truth, are you angry or do you really want to host this award?"

Lin Weimin hesitated for a moment, and then said honestly, "It must be because of anger."

"Since you know that you are acting out of anger, do you think you have the determination and perseverance to run this award well? You have to understand that when you decide to hold a literary award, it is not only a tool for you to vent your anger, but also Represents the sanctity of literature.

If you only use it as a tool to vent your anger, then what is the difference between you and those people? "

When Mr. Wan said these words, his face was serious and serious.

After being scolded, Lin Weimin didn't have any dissatisfaction in his heart, but felt a little ashamed. He struggled for a moment and said, "Forget it, then let's not do it!"

Seeing that he was a little frustrated, Mr. Wan said again: "I tell you these things, not because I don't want you to hold an award, but I just don't want you to hold this award with ulterior motives. Weimin, don't forget, you What brings you these honors and achievements now?"

Except for the first two years of apprenticeship, Mr. Wan has seldom preached or even criticized Lin Weimin. Especially in recent years, Lin Weimin's status has been rising. Lin Weimin is always from ear to ear.

Today's rare criticism of Lin Weimin is enough to show his dissatisfaction with this matter.

Mr. Wan reminded Lin Weimin not to forget what brought him honor and achievement, the subtext is to let him not forget his roots.

What he has achieved over the years, whether it is wealth, honor or achievement, which one is not brought to him by literature?
He wanted to use the way of holding literary awards to compete with those he didn't like, no doubt he had lost his awe of literature, and this was what made Mr. Wan most angry.

Lin Weimin couldn't help feeling embarrassed. He knew he was wrong, but at the same time he was also reflecting on himself.

It is an old tradition of literati to write novels and criticize others, and everyone will only treat it as a joke.

But just like what Mr. Wan said, if he really ran this award with the idea of ​​confronting others, how pure is his purpose?

To be more selfish, he really managed to do this award. When it was his turn to judge, if the works of his opponents or the works of those colleagues who he disliked were shortlisted, would he give this award to others?
If you give it, you will feel disgusted; if you don't give it, you will lose the credibility of the award.

With such a state of mind, how can it be possible to do a good award?
After understanding these principles, Lin Weimin calmed down, and sincerely said to Mr. Wan: "Teacher, you are right to criticize, and my thinking is indeed a bit ridiculous."

Seeing his sincerity, Mr. Wan nodded in relief and said, "It's best for you to understand this truth. Of course it's good to be clear about grievances and grievances. Don't confuse public and private."

Lin Weimin nodded and said sincerely, "I remember what you said."

After talking, the atmosphere relaxed, and Mr. Wan asked again: "You were more out of anger just now. So, in fact, there are some elements out of your heart?"

Lin Weimin couldn't help but whispered again: "That's for sure, you can't underestimate my awareness."

Mr. Wan has long been used to his easy-going character, and said earnestly: "If you really have these thoughts, you might as well wait for two more years. You and the Cultural Association have just experienced some conflicts, and you have just been appointed as the editor-in-chief of the Chinese Literature Society. It’s still shallow, it’s not enough just to have the heart and money to organize this kind of national awards.”

Lin Weimin automatically translated Mr. Wan's words in his mind: Now the opponent is watching you closely, and if you are holding awards at this time, he will definitely cause trouble.You have few younger brothers, so if you have troubles, it may not be smooth.It's better to develop a few years of wretchedness, wait for the disciples and grandchildren to talk about it, the other side is old and dead, and then it is not easy to hold awards?
Lin Weimin gave Mr. Wan a look of "you are a cunning and cunning", "you must be a scheming old man!"

Mr. Wan couldn't help but said, "What kind of eyes do you have? You're full of gossip, and any sutras will be misrepresented in your mouth!"

(End of this chapter)