Chapter 117 Mr. Wan Protects His Child
Muxidi high-rise.
Mr. Wan and his family are finishing their meal.
Wan Fang glanced at her father's expression and said, "I see that the newspapers are criticizing Wei Min's novel very much. His novel is very popular."
Mr. Wan paused for a moment while picking up the food. “You want to ask why I didn’t publish an article to support my students?”
"Look, that's not what I meant." Wan Fang said coquettishly.
Mr. Wan shook his head, "That's what you mean."
Seeing that her father had seen through her thoughts, Wan Fang stopped being shy and said, "Dad, Weimin's novel this time is really very well written. Some of the criticisms in the newspapers are indeed a bit nitpicking."
Mr. Wan nodded slightly, "I know."
"If you know, then please speak up for the people!" Wan Fang said casually.
What Wan Fang thought was a piece of cake made Mr. Wan silent.
She didn't know what she had said wrong, and the atmosphere at the table was silent until the end of the meal.
After dinner, Mr. Wan went into the study.
In the middle, Wan Fang came into the study to bring him a fruit plate. Mr. Wan was writing.
"Dad, please have some fruit."
"Okay, wait a minute."
Mr. Wan agreed, but did not stop writing.
"What are you writing?"
Mr. Wan was concentrating on writing and did not answer Wan Fang's question.
She waited for a while and seeing that her father had no intention of stopping, she walked to the desk.
Mr. Wan was writing furiously on a piece of letter paper. She glanced at the content - "The persistence of thought and literature, starting from "Farewell My Concubine"."
Just by looking at the name, Wan Fang instantly understood what her father was writing.
She was secretly delighted, thinking that her father had listened to what she said just now.
She was also happy for Lin Weimin. With her father's commentary, the criticism of Weimin in newspapers and magazines outside should be restrained.
Wan Fang just stood beside Mr. Wan and watched him finish writing the article.
Mr. Wan raised his head slightly tiredly, and then noticed Wan Fang standing next to him.
"When did you come?"
"I came a long time ago and watched you finish writing."
Putting the pen cap on and placing it horizontally on the letter paper, Mr. Wan asked with a smile, "Are you satisfied this time?"
"Thank you, Dad."
Mr. Wan shook his head. "Don't thank me. I'm not doing this for you."
Wan Fang pouted, "What do you mean? Are you doing this for Lin Weimin? I am your own daughter."
"Didn't you hint at me just now? Why are you jealous again?"
"I didn't." Wan Fang denied it flatly. "I spoke for Weimin because of our brother-sister relationship. But if you say that you wrote this article for him and not for me, then it means that I, your daughter, am not as important as your disciple Weimin. Then what brother-sister relationship do I need? I don't even have the love between father and daughter."
"This child..." Mr. Wan frowned, but still couldn't help revealing a doting look.
"Ring, ring, ring!" Just as the father and daughter were talking, the phone on the desk rang.
Mr. Wan picked up the phone, "Hello... Comrade Wen Jing..."
After a few words, Mr. Wan hung up the phone.
"Dad, what's the matter?" Wan Fang asked.
Mr. Wan showed a look of relief on his face, "The ratings for Weimin's novels are out."
"How much?" Wan Fang asked.
Wan Fang had already heard about the questionnaire from her father.
"9.4 points."
"9.4 points?" Wan Fang repeated, a smile on her face. "So, the agreement between Weimin and the People's Art Theatre has been reached?"
Mr. Wan shook his head, "Almost."
"What's missing?"
Mr. Wan tapped his fingers on the manuscript he had just finished.
A few days later, in the back building of Guowen Publishing House, at the editorial office of Contemporary Magazine.
As soon as Lin Weimin came in from outside, he saw his colleagues gathered together.
"What's going on?"
Seeing Lin Weimin coming, his colleagues immediately said excitedly: "Weimin! Come over here and see!"
"What are you looking at?" Lin Weimin said and walked over.
It was still the familiar Guangming Daily. Lin Weimin subconsciously thought that it was probably another critical article against him and Farewell My Concubine, but when he saw the signature, he was stunned.
"The persistence of thought and literature, starting from "Farewell My Concubine", Wan Jiabao.
"This is..." Lin Weimin's expression was full of surprise.
Rong Shihui patted his shoulder and said with a smile: "Silly boy, your teacher is here to support you!"
Hearing him say this, his colleagues all laughed.
Isn't it just to stand up and cheer? His own students were criticized in newspapers and magazines, and the teacher finally couldn't sit still.
Given Mr. Wan's current status, it sounds incredible that he would personally write an article in the newspaper to speak up for his students.
The most interesting thing is that the media Mr. Wan chose was Guangming Daily, which had just published an article by a literary veteran criticizing Lin Weimin a few days ago.
As a result, an article commenting on Lin Weimin and "Farewell My Concubine" was published today, except that one was a loud criticism and the other was a subtle but firm praise.
This kind of stinginess and protectiveness unique to intellectuals makes people feel inexplicably amused when watching them.
"Oh my, this Mr. Wan is really..." Zhu Changsheng smacked his lips and hesitated for a few seconds before saying, "He really protects his son!"
"Hehe, the most interesting thing is the place where this article was published. It sounds like a slap in the face!" Liu Yin couldn't help laughing when he thought about it.
Colleagues were talking about what Mr. Wan had done.
Taking advantage of this time, Lin Weimin read the article from beginning to end, and his heart was filled with warmth.
What everyone said is right. Putting aside the article, just from the media selected by Mr. Wan, we can see his intention to speak for himself.
Not everyone can get published in Guangming Daily. Lin Weimin was well aware that Mr. Wan must have used some favors to get published.
And this favor is entirely because of him.
Mr. Wan's article "The Persistence of Thought and Literature, Starting from "Farewell My Concubine"" became a hot topic among all colleagues at the Guowen Press on the day of its publication.
Everyone is sighing about Lin Weimin.
It would be fine if he not only writes good novels, but he also found such a great teacher.
It would be fine if you found such a great teacher, but the key is that he is so protective of his students.
Just thinking about it makes people feel envious and jealous.
On this day, Lin Weimin not only became the focus of attention of everyone at Guowen Publishing House, but also the focus of attention of millions of readers of Guangming Daily across the country.
Lu, Guo, Mao, Ba, Lao and Wan were able to make a living literary giant take the initiative to speak for him, and Lin Weimin's name quickly attracted the attention of readers in a short period of time.
This attention has gradually expanded to the entire nation along with the hot sales of People's Literature and the widespread popularity of Farewell My Concubine.
(End of this chapter)
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