1980 My Literary Era

Chapter 75 The Star of Tomorrow
Lin Weimin did not expect "Knives Out" to be included in the largest reasoning magazine "Ellery Quinn's Mystery Magazine" in Mimi so smoothly, and this manuscript fee can be regarded as a windfall.

It cost more than 80 yuan to invite a few foreigners to dinner, and there was only a little over 600 yuan left.

Counting the original 5000 yuan, the total is 600 yuan.

The budget for buying a courtyard house is quite sufficient.

Time flies to the end of the month, and the work pace of the editorial department of "Contemporary" has suddenly accelerated.

It will be January soon, and the first bimonthly issue of "Contemporary" will be published after the revision.Since then, "Contemporary" has changed from four issues per year to six issues per year. The content of publications has increased by 50%, and the workload of everyone in the editorial department has naturally increased.

But fortunately, the transfer of personnel in the agency was timely.

Yang Kuangman, Guo Baochen, He Jia, Wang Jianguo, Chen Guanqing, and Feng Xiaxiong were transferred from various departments in the society one after another. In addition, Zhang Zhonge was transferred from "October" and Bai Shurong was transferred from the Language Institute.

In addition to Meng Weizai, Qin Zhaoyang, Rong Shihui, Liu Yin, He Qizhi, Zhu Shengchang, Yao Shuzhi, Lin Weimin and others in the editorial department, the staff of the "Contemporary" editorial department more than doubled in an instant.

The editorial department suddenly became lively, but as Tan Chaoyang said, Lin Weimin's work was not easy with more colleagues.

Who made him the last one to enter the unit and the one with the least seniority.

Fortunately, Lin Weimin has now adapted to the work content of the editorial department, and goes to work step by step every day.

This afternoon, Lin Weimin was opening the letter again with a sigh.

Opening letters is not terrible, what is terrible is replying.Letters from readers in the office are almost as high as the desk, and I really don't know if I have to go back to the Year of the Monkey.

"Sister Yao, help me!" Lin Weimin begged Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yao showed a perfunctory smile, "I'm busy too!"

You are so busy, do you think that I don't know that those ghosts under you haven't written anything decent during this period of time?

Under Lin Weimin's staring eyes, Xiaoyao still compromised, came to pick up a bunch of letters, and still muttered: "I'm also quite busy, so I'll help you this afternoon!"

It's almost there!
With the division of labor between the two, the speed of opening and replying letters was significantly faster.

After a long time, Lin Weimin's eyes were almost blurred when he was writing, when suddenly a contribution letter broke into his eyes.

"This name..." Looking at the name on the envelope, Lin Weimin muttered to himself.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Yao asked when he heard his voice.

"It's nothing."

Lin Weimin did not register the manuscript in the letter as usual, but directly read the content of the manuscript.

"This hospital, like this building, has a history of 60 years. Now all the doctors and interns in the hospital are crowded upstairs. The hospital's nursery is downstairs, facing Taiping Road..."

Since Lin Weimin took charge of the registration of letters from amateur writers in the editorial department, he was full of hope to find a few names familiar to future generations from these letters.

After such a long time, there is not a single familiar name, and Lin Weimin gradually gave up.

For any industry, the names that are familiar to the public must be a small group of people at the top of the pyramid, and Lin Weimin's understanding of later writers is probably like this.

So he knows very well how difficult it is to find a familiar name among thousands of letters.

But Lin Weimin never thought that today he really discovered a familiar name.

The contribution he was reading now was a short story, not too long, and Lin Weimin finished it in about 10 minutes.

The idea is very good, the writing is immature, and it is obviously a fledgling state.

Great writers were at this level back then!
Lin Weimin couldn't help sighing in his heart.

"Hey!" Xiao Yao suddenly groaned, Lin Weimin looked over, she was stretching.

Seeing Lin Weimin's gaze, she said impatiently, "When are these letters a boss?"

Lin Weimin joked: "When you become Grandma Yao, you won't have to do these jobs."

His words were obviously aimed at attacking other seniors in the office, Liu Yin said: "Lin Weimin, you kid is pointing at Sang and scolding Huai!"

"Don't talk nonsense, what am I referring to and scolding Huai?" Lin Weimin looked aggrieved.

Liu Yin glared at him fiercely, and everyone in the office burst into laughter.

Xiao Yao, no, he has a name now.Yao Shuzhi sat for a long time, got up and exercised her muscles and bones, walked to Lin Weimin's side, saw that he was reading the letter and submitted the manuscript, and asked, "Is this manuscript of good quality?"

"No."

"Then why did you fall in love with it first?"

"I'll see if it's alright?"

Yao Shuzhi felt something was wrong, she looked at Lin Weimin suspiciously, and picked up the manuscript on the table, "Let me have a look."

Let's just say, can there be some basic trust between people?

Lin Weimin looked at Yao Shuzhi helplessly.

After a few minutes, Yao Shuzhi threw it back before she finished reading the manuscript. The quality was really not good, so she was too worried.

"People's hearts are not ancient!" Lin Weimin said something eccentric, which drew Yao Shuzhi's eyes.

But after all, she was wrong and did not argue.

The manuscript was still spread on the table, and Lin Weimin picked it up and looked at it several times, feeling a little pity in his heart, because the quality of the manuscript did not meet the standards of "Contemporary".

Even if he wanted to use it, the editor-in-chief would have a hard time passing it!

After thinking about it for a while, Lin Weimin felt that he still couldn't let go of this good seedling, he had to tie him down, so he decided to write a letter to the other party right away.

"...I am Lin Weimin, the editor of the editorial department of "Contemporary". Your letter has been received, and the quality of the manuscript is acceptable, but it has not yet reached the standards of "Contemporary"...

I am very much looking forward to your resubmission. I believe that with your writing ability and talent, your work will be published in "Contemporary" soon. I look forward to meeting you in the editorial department. "

Last signature: Lin Weimin, December 1980, 12.

Lin Weimin wrote two pages eloquently.

First tell the other party that the manuscript is useless, this is not the point.

The point is to highlight Lin Weimin, an editor with a discerning eye who recognizes heroes, and he was selected among the vast number of submission letters at a glance. Seeing his works, Lin Weimin couldn't help but think of how immature he was when he first submitted a manuscript.

Although there are still many shortcomings in his works, there is an aura between the lines, and he is a good seedling worth cultivating.

Finally, encourage the other party, and hope that he will not be discouraged after receiving the rejection letter.If you are patient, you can choose to revise the manuscript according to the editor's comments and submit it again.

Lin Weimin admired his handwriting for a while, um, yes, it looks a bit like everyone.

Thinking that the great writer of the future will be trained by him, Lin Weimin is a little excited.

(End of this chapter)