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Excerpt from Chapter 601 "Not One Less"

A few days later, it was almost the Mid-Autumn Festival. This year’s Mid-Autumn Festival caught up with Sunday. On Friday afternoon, the unit began to distribute benefits. Colleagues lined up happily to get things.

On Saturday morning, Lin Weimin took Tao Huimin to visit his doctor.

Good but not bad, a few days ago Lin Weimin wanted to take Tao Huimin out to steal food, excused that Shi Tiesheng was sick, and bought a lot of food for Shi Tiesheng because of guilt, but Mr. Wan was hospitalized within a few days.

In the past two years, Mr. Wan's health has been poor, and he has to go to the hospital for a period of time from time to time.

The two came to the hospital together, and only Li Yuru was taking care of them in front of the bed.

Mr. Wan is in good spirits. When he heard that Tao Huimin was pregnant, his face was full of joy.

"Okay, that's great, the house will be lively when you have a child."

"It's okay for you to be hospitalized recently. Think of a good name for the child." Lin Weimin said.

Mr. Wan hesitated and said, "Let the elders in the family take it."

"Aren't you an elder! Don't shirk your responsibility, I'll return the product if the name doesn't sound good." Lin Weimin said with a playful smile.

"Choosing and choosing for you to name me!" Mr. Wan feigned anger.

"Then you can use snacks!"

The teacher and the student were bickering, and Li Yuru looked at the corners of their mouths with a smile, and said to Tao Huimin, "In the hospital, he will only be so happy when he comes for the people."

Tao Huimin said: "For the people, he likes to joke."

Several people were talking when someone knocked on the door of the ward and an old man came in.

"Uncle Wan!" The old man called Mr. Wan Uncle, and the relationship was naturally close.

The visitor was also surnamed Wan, Wan Boao, and his father was the well-known leader named Wan.

Wan Boao is now the president and editor-in-chief of China Sports Magazine. He has known Mr. Wan's family since his early years.

"Uncle Wan, these are all things sent to me by the farm where I went to work in the countryside."

The things Wan Boao brought were all agricultural products. Of course, Mr. Wan did not lack these things, but he still smiled when he saw these simple gifts.

Giving gifts also pays attention to methods and methods, and it is obvious that Wan Boao's gift-giving has been delivered to Mr. Wan's heart.

Wan Boao chatted for a while before talking about the purpose of this visit.

It turns out that he has published many articles in many newspapers and periodicals since the 60s, and now 30 years have passed, a publishing house intends to compile and publish the articles he has published in newspapers and periodicals for so many years, and publish a collection of essays for him. Wan Boao intends to ask Mr. Wan to write a preface for him.

Mr. Wan asked with a smile, "Have you brought the manuscript?"

"Take it, take it."

Mr. Wan took the manuscript and said, "I'll take a look first, and I'll let you pick it up after I finish writing the preface in a few days."

Wan Boao happily replied: "Okay, I'm really sorry to trouble you."

Mr. Wan still had a smile on his face, while Li Yuru showed a bit of worry on his face.

After Wan Boao left, Lin Weimin said: "You are in the hospital now, why don't I write for you!"

Mr. Wan shook his head, "It doesn't matter. It's just a preface. It took two or three days to finish writing. I grew up watching Boao."

For Mr. Wan, it is common for someone to visit him when he is sick, and it is also common for him to make some requests, and he will do his best to help if he can.

Because it is difficult for him to refuse anyone who can enter the hospital to speak.

Lin Weimin nodded helplessly, "Take it easy."

The day after visiting Mr. Wan was the Mid-Autumn Festival, and in time for the weekend, Yanjing City also had a bit of a festive atmosphere.

This morning, Zheng Guo called his friends and said he wanted to get together in the evening, and everyone set the meeting place at Shi Tiesheng's home.

During the day, I ate with my family, and in the evening, a group of people gathered in the Shichahai Courtyard.

Everyone came to the door with gifts in their hands. Shi Tiesheng saw everyone with a smile on his face.

For the party tonight, he took extra sleep in the afternoon, and such a party hadn't been held for a long time.

Before everyone arrived, Father Shi and Cheng Ximi had already set up a table of sumptuous meals, and everyone put all the food they brought on the table, adding to the festive atmosphere.

Qu Xiaowei teased Lin Weimin and said, "My son is already in elementary school, and your son is just about to give birth. You have to teach him to be obedient in the future, or you will be punished carefully."

Everyone laughed when they heard the words, but Lin Weimin said unhurriedly: "It's okay. Have you heard a word? Don't bully a young man and be poor. He couldn't beat him when he was young, and he couldn't beat him when he was old? Your son is seven or eight years older than mine. When my son is sixty, he will be seventy. One hand is enough to take care of him."

Qu Xiaowei was speechless by Lin Weimin's brain circuit, and everyone laughed even harder.

While everyone was chatting happily, Zheng Guo came out with something mysterious in his hand.

"Guess what good things I brought you today?"

In the face of his mystification, no one cooperated, and everyone chatted on their own, which made him feel bored.

Zheng Guo had no choice but to show the things, and said to everyone: "Let's all have a look!"

Only then did everyone look at the thing in his hand, and after a closer look, it turned out to be a Chinese textbook for the first semester of the third grade of junior high school.

Everyone's attention was immediately attracted, "This..."

Zheng Guo's face revealed a smug look again, "Do you know what this is?"

Wherever you see it in textbooks, you will not know what it is.

At the party after the Spring Festival in 89, Zheng Guo brought a gossip that Lin Weimin's works would soon be included in textbooks.

Now that more than two years have passed, it seems that Lin Weimin's works have really been included in textbooks.

"You still need to show off? Weimin already knew about it, right, Weimin?" Qu Xiaowei asked Lin Weimin.

Lin Weimin shook his head, "I really don't know."

Everyone was puzzled when they heard the words. The work was included in textbooks, but Lin Weimin, the author, didn't know about it?

According to the provisions of Article 20 of No. [-] of my country's "Copyright Law", for textbooks compiled and published for the implementation of nine-year compulsory education and national education planning, unless the author declares in advance that it is not allowed to be used, fragments of published works or short written works, musical works, or single works of art and photographs can be compiled in textbooks without the permission of the copyright owner.

A simple understanding of this passage is that if the publisher compiles the textbook, not only does it not need to pay the author for the manuscript, but it does not even need to notify the author.

Even after 2010, there are still many publishing houses in China under the banner of "textbooks", using other people's published works without the author's authorization, and will not pay the author's remuneration, and even the author's name is not marked.

At the same time, because teaching supplementary books have distribution channels different from ordinary books, it is difficult for authors to find out that their copyrights have been violated through bookstores.

So the work is included in the textbook, but Lin Weimin, the author, doesn't know. Such a situation can't be more normal nowadays.

After Zheng Guo finished popularizing science for everyone, he continued: "The new version of the nine-year compulsory education textbook has just been used this year. It's normal for the people not to know. If I don't tell him, maybe he won't know for a few years. But if there are relatives and friends with children who are in junior high school, maybe he will know within a month."

When everyone understood the reason, they stopped caring about this matter and turned their attention to another matter.

"Which work is in the textbook?"

Everyone flocked to read the textbook in Zheng Guo's hand, and Lin Weimin hurriedly grabbed Tao Huimin who was joining in the fun.

"You have a big belly, why join in the fun?"

Tao Huimin looked down at her toes, is it big?

"Here it is! Here it is!" Liu Haiyan exclaimed excitedly.

Lin Weimin squeezed over to take a look, and the textbook was turned to the fourth unit. On the page after Maupassant's "My Uncle Jules", the title "Excerpts from "No One Can Be Less"" was impressively written.

"It turned out to be "Not One Less"?" Qu Xiaowei was a little unbelievable, he asked Zheng Guo: "I didn't expect this novel to be selected."

Zheng Guo took it for granted, "Is there any novel that is more suitable for textbooks than this novel that you have written for the people?"

Qu Xiaowei thought about it, and it really is.

In terms of artistry and literariness, "No One Can Be Less" is definitely not one of the top batches of Lin Weimin's works. This novel has an inherent shortcoming that it praises and promotes positive things too much. Of course, this is not bad, but it is indeed a shortcoming in literary creation.

But at the same time, the merits of this novel are also obvious.

That is very educational, and the writing is easy to understand, without any mystification or ostentatious writing. It just moved countless readers with its unpretentious narration, and also made great contributions to the promotion of the Hope Project.

Before this novel was published, the Hope Project was in full swing in China, but it was a pity that there was a lot of thunder and little rain, and not much money was raised for more than a year.

But after the publication of "No One Less", the name of the Hope Project really entered thousands of households in China, leaving a deep impression on the hearts of countless ordinary people, and made many people realize the role of the Hope Project in benefiting the country and the people.

In the past few years, the Hope Project has never had to worry about donations.

Zheng Guo is now the vice chairman of the China Youth Education and Development Foundation, and he knows everything about the foundation.

Last year alone, the foundation raised more than 6000 million donations.

In the past few years since Project Hope was established, the Foundation has built more than 760 Hope Primary Schools across the country, helping more than 20 children in poverty-stricken areas who did not go to school to obtain opportunities to learn cultural knowledge.

Therefore, if the People's Education Society wanted to choose one of Lin Weimin's works to be included in the textbook, "Not One Less" is undoubtedly the most suitable one.

Everyone figured out the reason, and congratulated Lin Weimin.

At this moment, Zheng Guo betrayed Guanzi again.

"I have another message, do you want to hear it?"

Although everyone was itchy and unbearable, they still turned their heads away, "If you like to talk, don't talk, who is begging you!"

Zheng Guo is a little depressed, can't he save face?
(End of this chapter)