Chapter 113 Yu Hua's Enlightenment
"Dangdang!" Lin Weimin was reading the manuscript with his head down, and the sound of knocking on the desk interrupted his concentration.
"Director!" Lin Weimin stood up.
Meng Weizai asked him to sit down, and then asked, "I heard from Comrade Wen Jing that the questionnaire added by People's Literature was your idea?"
Lin Weimin told Meng Weizai about the incident at the People's Art Theatre. Meng Weizai nodded and thought for a moment before asking, "What do you think about us also adding this questionnaire to Contemporary Magazine?"
Lin Weimin looked at him in surprise, "Director, why are you asking me this?"
"Isn't that the idea you were thinking of?"
"Adding a questionnaire will increase printing costs."
Meng Weizai said: "That cost is negligible. I just think that currently relying solely on readers' letters to measure the quality of works is not specific enough. Your idea is very good and has great reference value."
"I have no objection. This is also good for our publication."
Meng Weizai nodded and left the office.
After he left, Liu Yin teased, "Weimin, that's great. Now you can be half of our editorial department. Even the director has to ask for your opinion."
"Sister, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. If the director hears what you said, he will definitely skin me alive."
Colleagues in the office all laughed. Rong Shihui said, "Who told you to come up with such a good idea for the front building? It's a pity that you're still working at Contemporary."
"Comrade Lao Rong, your thinking has been a bit slipping recently! What do you mean by 'yours and ours'? We are a big family, how can you say such things?" Lin Weimin said in a serious tone.
Rong Shihui pointed at Lin Weimin and smiled, "You, you never lose when you talk."
As they chatted and laughed, Yao Shuzhi walked to Lin Weimin's desk and placed a copy of People's Literature on his desk. "Weimin, sign for me!"
"Wow! Am I treated like this now?"
Yao Shuzhi rolled her eyes at him and said, "I asked for it for my sister!"
"You don't look like you're asking for help!" Lin Weimin was almost posing like Ge You in his chair.
Yao Shuzhi glared at him helplessly and took out a handful of peanuts from her pocket.
"You're quite sensible. What's your sister's name?"
"Yao Shuhua."
Lin Weimin wiped his hand on the desk, and the peanuts disappeared without a trace. He picked up the pen and wrote a line of blessings on the inside page of "People's Literature", and then signed his name.
Liu Yin smiled and said, "Wei Min's Farewell My Concubine is really popular. Maybe the sales of this issue of People's Literature will set a new record."
Lin Weimin quickly waved his hands and said, "Sister Liu, please don't dig a hole to bury me!"
"How can I be setting a trap for you? Really, at least my family and friends around me all said good things after seeing it. The most important thing is that everyone is willing to discuss it!"
"That's true..." Rong Shihui picked up the thermos and refilled the teacup with water. "Weimin's novel this time has received really good responses. Previously, The Cliff relied on the power of radio, but this time it's real hard power."
"Oh, that's true. The first half of this year hasn't even passed yet, and both of your novels, Weimin, have become popular. That's great!" Liu Yin looked at Lin Weimin with some amazement in his eyes.
"It was just luck, luck!" Lin Weimin said politely without any sincerity.
Zhu Changsheng said, "This issue of People's Literature has been published for several days. I think there should be quite a few letters from readers, right?"
"Who knows? I have to go to the secretary's office first. I guess the front building will have to deliver a letter to Weimin in two days. This is good. It's very convenient to go to the front building and the back building."
Lin Weimin thought that it would be soon. Not only letters from readers, but also the voices from the media and the commentary community should be coming out one after another in the next few days.
When the editorial office of Contemporary Magazine was discussing Lin Weimin and his latest novel Farewell My Concubine.
Wuyuan Town Health Center, Haiyan County, Zhijiang Province.
Yu Hua put down the People's Literature in his hand and frowned.
He had just finished reading "Farewell My Concubine" published by Lin Weimin there. He was amazed at the brilliance of the novel and admired Lin Weimin even more.
At the same time, he was also thinking about what is so good about the novel "Farewell My Concubine"?
Yu Hua picked up the magazine again and read it over and over again.
He read for more than half an hour, and just when he was about to put the magazine down, a sudden enlightenment arose in his heart.
Why is "Farewell My Concubine" so good?
Because Cheng Dieyi is so miserable!
Born in a lowly family, his mother chopped off his six fingers with a knife in order to let him join the opera troupe. He suffered a lot in order to learn opera, and even changed his sexual orientation. He was defiled by Eunuch Zhang before he became famous, and by Fourth Master Yuan after he became famous.
Senior brother Duan Xiaolou married the prostitute Juxian, betraying their promise to sing opera for life, and he was heartbroken. He accidentally took in opium and broke his throat. He kindly took in Xiaosi, but he turned out to be an ungrateful person.
After witnessing the darkness of human nature in Buzz Buzz, he became completely desperate and committed suicide with his sword.
Yu Hua felt miserable just thinking about it. Teacher Lin was so bold in writing. He had never seen such a miserable protagonist.
Yu Hua was sighing in his heart while analyzing at the same time.
Why did Teacher Lin write like this?
As he thought more and more deeply, he figured it out.
The more misfortunes this character encounters, the more actions he will take to resist the difficulties. With this resistance, the character will be more rich and three-dimensional.
Yu Hua felt that he had realized something!
He raised his hands, ignoring the strange looks from his colleagues, and laughed out loud with joy.
He felt that he had found the shortcut to literary creation, the only way.
After venting for a while, Yu Hua finally calmed down. He decided that he should give it a try and turn his idea into reality.
When he got home from get off work, he locked himself in his room without even eating and started creating.
A few hours later, the floor was littered with crumpled manuscript paper.
Yu Hua banged his head desperately.
This shouldn’t be the case. I have already attained enlightenment, so why can’t I write anything?
He put down his pen in frustration, walked around the room for a long time, and then picked up People's Literature again.
As the saying goes, a master can only lead you to the door, but the practice is up to you.
Yu Hua feels that Mr. Lin has mastered the techniques of novel writing in the novel Farewell My Concubine.
He should have just understood the very simple principles behind it, but has not yet mastered these techniques and applied them with ease.
I still think superficially. I need to read more!
Read a book a hundred times and its meaning will become clear.
This is what his father often said to him when he was a child. Yu Hua only understood the true meaning of this sentence today.
He decided to read Farewell My Concubine twenty times. Only when he knew it by heart could he see the creative wisdom of Mr. Lin in this novel.
Lin Weimin, who was thousands of miles away, had no idea that his novel had completely changed the creative concept of a young writer.
He would not have known that in an interview several years later, when the reporter asked Yu Hua why the protagonists of his works were so miserable, Yu Hua would expose him as his guide on the road of creation. As a result, Lin Weimin became the "old thief" in the eyes of thousands of readers.
(End of this chapter)
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