Chapter 213 Winner of the First Yanbing Literature Award
Old Guo is gone, not dead, but back to Xining.
Before leaving, Lin Weimin and Qu Xiaowei went to the station to see him off. He was thinner than when he came.
As the roar gradually grew louder, the north wind blew their hair.
Lin Weimin and Qu Xiaowei jumped up and down and waved to Guo Yudao. Sitting in the window compartment, he tried hard to laugh, but his smile turned out very ugly.
Everyone knows that after this farewell, we will never see each other again.
The train gradually went away, and Lin Weimin still stood there, with a dazed expression. After a long while, Qu Xiaowei patted him on the shoulder and said, "Alright, stop looking, and go back."
Lin Weimin turned around silently.
Qu Xiaowei consoled him, "Old Guo finally enjoyed himself this time, sitting in a soft sleeper."
Lin Weimin helped buy the train tickets for Guo Yudao and his wife. It didn't matter because of his connections, but he did ask someone to spend some foreign exchange coupons, which made the return journey for Guo Yudao and his wife less painful.
Lin Weimin nodded slightly, feeling down. After leaving the train station, Lin Weimin and Qu Xiaowei separated and went to work separately.
When he got home in the evening, Han Zhuangzhuang was excited. "Uncle, did you know? The New Year Gala called our hospital and invited me, Guanhua and Dandan to perform a skit."
Lin Weimin was in a bad mood that day, and he agreed with a gloomy expression, "Well, I recommended you to go."
Han Zhuangzhuang was stunned for a moment, "Uncle, what did you say?"
"I am now the screenwriter and consultant of the evening show. I have recommended you guys to perform Yang Bailao and Huang Shiren. Do you think they would ask you to perform a skit for no reason?"
Han Zhuangzhuang finally understood and was overjoyed. After all, I still have to rely on my uncle!
"Thank you, uncle..."
Lin Weimin interrupted him, "Alright, alright, just act well and don't embarrass me."
"That's a must."
Han Zhuangzhuang patted his chest and made the promise.
Lin Weimin said a few words to him and put on his clothes.
"Uncle, where are you going?"
"I'm going to take a stroll at your uncle Shi's house."
Lin Weimin said this, then rode his motorcycle to No. 26 Lama Temple Street.
"Tiesheng! Tiesheng!"
Walking into the yard, calling out the familiar name, Lin Weimin's heart inexplicably became calmer.
It was Shi Lan who opened the door for Lin Weimin, "Brother Lin, you're here?"
"There's someone at home!"
"Yes, Brother Shusheng and Brother Shuhua are here."
Lin Weimin walked in and saw the brothers Liu Shusheng and Liu Shuhua, who were chatting with Shi Tiesheng.
"Here we come for the people!"
After a few people greeted each other, Lin Weimin took a stool and sat next to them. A few people wanted him to join in the conversation, but he waved his hand.
"You guys talk, I'll just listen."
Perhaps they could see that he was not in a good mood, so the Liu Shuhua brothers and Shi Tiesheng stopped communicating with him and continued to discuss creative issues.
While the few people were talking, Lin Weimin's eyes were fixed on a piece of floral cloth with a white background and dark blue patterns hanging on Shi Tiesheng's bookcase.
Tiesheng told him that this curtain was sewn by his mother herself. In Shi Tiesheng's slightly shabby little house, only this piece of floral cloth revealed a simple elegance.
The image of a quiet, middle-aged, intellectual woman inexplicably appeared in Lin Weimin's mind. Tie Sheng's mother fell ill suddenly and died even more suddenly.
He then thought of the tear-jerking essay "Autumn Nostalgia" which he had written and published in Contemporary magazine.
Thoughts were like smoke, swirling and rising until they drifted to who knows where, and then fell back into the body, and most of the sadness and sorrow that had filled my heart when I came here had dissipated.
While Lin Weimin was distracted, the Liu Shuhua brothers had already stood up and said goodbye.
Shi Tiesheng then came to him in his wheelchair and asked, "What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood?"
Lin Weimin nodded and told him about Guo Yudao.
The two of them spoke casually, without any cautious comfort, as if they were talking about ordinary things like eating and sleeping.
Talking about his promise to Guo Yudao to write a novel, Shi Tiesheng joked: "You haven't published your last work yet, but you already have an idea for your next one?"
He was referring to The Horse Catcher, which had been finalized but not yet published.
"I told you about two topics before. I wrote about friendship first, and then I'll write about love!"
"The male protagonist's name is Guo Yudao?" Shi Tiesheng asked with a smile.
Lin Weimin finally smiled, "Let's call him Guo Yudao, and let Old Guo enjoy a life of drunkenness and dreams."
The love theme mentioned by Lin Weimin made Shi Tiesheng full of curiosity.
As everyone knows, Teacher Lin has never been in a relationship.
Shi Tiesheng was very curious about how an old bachelor like him could write a romance novel.
"Can you tell me about it?"
Seeing his curious expression, Lin Weimin said, "Okay, I'll tell you about it."
"The story is set in Shanghai in the 1920s. My father was transferred to Shanghai for work, and the whole family traveled across the ocean from France to Shanghai. But in the end, they got nothing. My father died in a foreign land, and my mother could only open a French school to support me and my two brothers..."
Lin Weimin's story is very long, and it is set up to be a long novel. This novel was derived from a very interesting movie he saw in his previous life.
When he finished the story, Shi Tiesheng asked, "Why do you have to tell this story from the perspective of a French old woman?"
Lin Weimin said, "I want to create a handsome and charming Chinese man in my novel. I can't just praise myself for being handsome, right? It would be different if it was a French old woman. This Chinese man would become someone she could never forget in her life, from a young girl to an old woman. Isn't it exciting to think about it?"
Shi Tiesheng understood Lin Weimin's ideas, but was deeply skeptical of his abilities.
"You are a bachelor who has never even touched a woman's hand..."
Lin Weimin was anxious, "Who said I've never even touched a woman's hand?"
"Look at you, I'm just stating a fact." Shi Tiesheng's expression was relaxed, even a little joking.
"Rumors! These are all rumors! Not only have I touched women's hands, I even have a girlfriend."
"Hmm?" Shi Tiesheng's eyes narrowed. "You have a girlfriend? When did it happen? Why haven't I heard you mention it?"
Lin Weimin said proudly, "I just don't want everyone to know about it. You know how many girls regard me as a literary idol. If they knew I had a girlfriend, they would probably want to commit suicide."
Shi Tiesheng suppressed his urge to give him a big slap and asked, "How did you two know each other? Tell me quickly."
Seeing his expression, Lin Weimin finally felt proud and told him the story of his meeting with Tao Huimin in Zhijiang.
In order to make Shi Tiesheng feel the "beauty of love", he had to make some clever processing.
Encounter at West Lake, marriage by coincidence...
If for no other reason, just to make this old bachelor who has no self-awareness envious and jealous!
Unexpectedly, after listening to Lin Weimin's exaggerated narration, Shi Tiesheng looked at him with a hint of wariness in his eyes.
Jealousy can really change a person beyond recognition. Tiesheng used to be such a kind-hearted person!
When I saw that my old friend had a partner, I actually became hateful.
After Lin Weimin left, Shi Tiesheng looked at his sister who was still standing at the door looking at his back.
It turned out that I was right to be wary of this guy. His girlfriend is only a few years old. This guy really likes younger girls.
Now that Lin Weimin has a girlfriend, Shi Tiesheng feels relieved.
"Don't look at it, your brother Lin's girlfriend is very beautiful."
Shi Lan turned back and looked at her brother with a look of disdain, "You tell me!"
Shi Tiesheng smiled bitterly, it's true that girls can't be kept when they grow up!
In December, after a long period of selection, the Yanbing Literature Award finally announced the list of winning works and writers. The Sound of the Wind and Lin Weimin's name were on the list.
The work "The Sound of the Wind" has won many prestigious awards for the original author Mai Jia in later generations. Lin Weimin was not too surprised to win the first Yanbing Literature Award.
In addition to Lin Weimin and his "The Sound of the Wind", six other writers' works won the Yanbing Literature Award, including Zou Keqin's "Xu Mao and His Daughters", Wei Wei's "The East", Mo Yingfeng's "General's Song", Yao Xueying's "Li Zicheng", Gu Hua's "Furong Town", and Li Guowen's "Spring in Winter".
In addition to announcing the list of winning works and writers, the jury also announced that the first Yanbing Literature Award ceremony will be held at the People's Hall on the 15th of this month.
As China's first literary award named after an individual, the Yanbing Literature Award was destined to become one of the highest awards in the field of Chinese novels since its inception.
Once the winning works and writers' names were announced, they immediately sparked heated discussions in the domestic literary circles and among literature lovers.
There was a heated discussion in the literary world and among the public about the Yanbing Literature Award. At the same time, Lin Weimin also received a call from the jury, informing him to prepare to go to the People's Hall to receive the award.
The seven winning writers were all notified by phone and had plenty of time to prepare to attend the award ceremony.
"Congratulations, Weimin!"
"Congratulations!"
Since the list was released, Lin Weimin has been busy in the editorial office. Colleagues from all over the building have popped up like mushrooms after rain to congratulate him.
Lin Weimin inexplicably thought of a sentence: When you stand high enough, you will be surrounded by smiling faces.
The congratulations from colleagues reached a climax when the editor-in-chief Wei Junyi arrived. Wei Junyi, who always appears serious, rarely smiled today.
"Weimin has brought honor to our National Literature Society this time!"
"It's all thanks to your good teaching, editor-in-chief." Lin Weimin said with a smile.
"What did I teach you?" Wei Junyi couldn't bear to see him die, and her words left Lin Weimin speechless.
The colleagues around laughed when they saw this.
"Okay, okay, don't be too proud of your achievements. Prepare well for the award ceremony in a few days."
"Yes." Lin Weimin replied seriously.
Wei Junyi's appearance put an end to her colleagues' congratulations. The colleagues left the editorial office in twos and threes, whispering to each other.
The Yanbing Literature Award has been announced for some time. The topic of whether Lin Weimin can win the first literature award has always been one of the focuses of attention of everyone in Guowen Publishing House. Now the dust has finally settled.
The 22-year-old winner of the Yanbing Literature Award!
Everyone found it unbelievable when they heard it. Many people have children of the same age, but when they looked at their own children and then looked at Lin Weimin, they instantly felt the disparity in the world.
After all his colleagues left, Lin Weimin finally had some private time, and he ran to Qin Chaoyang's office.
"Boss, let me make a call."
“Fight!”
Lin Weimin stared at Qin Chaoyang, and the old comrade reacted, "What do you mean? I have to leave my office?"
Qin Chaoyang muttered as he went to the editorial room to chat with everyone, making room for Lin Weimin.
Lin Weimin held the phone receiver, feeling a little nervous, not knowing whether his girlfriend was in school at this time.
"Hello, I'm looking for Tao Huimin."
"I'm her cousin, and there's something going on at home that I wanted to tell her."
"Okay, I'll wait a moment."
…
The phone was hung up and rang again more than 20 minutes later. Lin Weimin quickly picked up the phone.
"Hello!"
"Hello!"
A soft and gentle voice came, and Lin Weimin's heart itched.
Tao Huimin's voice was a little excited, "Weimin, why did you call me?"
Cousin and cousin were the code words agreed upon by Tao Huimin and Lin Weimin, as they were afraid that teachers or group leaders would be present when they made the call.
Since Tao Huimin doesn't call Lin Weimin cousin now, she must be safe.
"I miss you!" Lin Weimin said casually.
The breath on the other end of the phone stagnated, and Lin Weimin could even feel the sound of his girlfriend's shy and rapid breathing spraying on the microphone.
"Don't talk nonsense!" After several seconds, Tao Huimin's coquettish voice was heard.
"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore. I called you today to share a good news with you. My novel won the first Yanbing Literature Award."
"Yan Bing Literature Award?" Tao Huimin was stunned for a moment. "Is it the award established with Mr. Shen Yan Bing's royalties?"
"That's right."
Tao Huimin was immediately delighted and said: "Weimin, you are really great!"
Joy is doubled when it is shared. Feeling Tao Huimin's genuine joy and excitement, Lin Weimin's heart was filled with warmth.
It took a long time for the two to calm down.
"When I called just now, I was worried that you were not in school!" said Lin Weimin.
Tao Huimin: "We were originally performing in other cities in the province. Later, the troupe received a notice that people from Yanjing were coming to inspect, so we hurried back."
"Has CCTV people come to your place?" Lin Weimin asked in surprise.
"CCTV?" Tao Huimin's voice was full of surprise. The troupe did a very good job of keeping the actors' secrets, and not a single word was leaked.
"How do you know?" she couldn't help asking.
Lin Weimin laughed on the phone, "Silly girl, because I was the one who recommended him to go there!"
"You?" Tao Huimin became more and more confused the more she listened.
Lin Weimin could only explain: "CCTV is preparing for this year's Spring Festival Gala and found me to be the screenwriter and consultant for the skit program. I recommended your troupe to participate in this year's gala. They will first send someone to your troupe to investigate the program. If it is suitable, you will go to Beijing."
Immersed in the joy of love, Tao Huimin didn't care about the party. She only selected the two words "going to Beijing" from Lin Weimin's words.
"Are we going to Beijing?"
She asked excitedly, her heart pounding with excitement at the thought of meeting her lover soon.
"Not necessarily yet. It depends on the situation of the inspection."
Tao Huimin started to feel anxious again when she heard this, "Will I fail to be selected?"
"There is such a possibility, but it doesn't matter. Even if you can't come to Yanjing for the time being, I still want to go to see you during the New Year."
"Really?" Tao Huimin's voice was full of excitement.
"Of course it's true. So relax, perform well, and try to get into Beijing."
"Um."
The phone call lasted for nearly ten minutes until there was a urging voice from the other end of the phone, and Tao Huimin and Lin Weimin hung up the phone reluctantly.
"Cousin, I'm hanging up now. Please tell my uncle not to worry about me."
Lin Weimin knew that there must be someone around Tao Huimin.
"Okay, I understand."
Tao Huimin hung up the phone and gave the team leader a flattering smile, "Team leader, it's my cousin who called."
The leader nodded and said, "Hurry up and go to the small auditorium. We will be rehearsing soon."
The news of rehearsal in the small auditorium was just announced in the afternoon. Tao Huimin immediately realized that this must be prepared for the party inspectors mentioned by her boyfriend Lin Weimin.
Thinking of the news her boyfriend had revealed in advance, she couldn't help but feel a little secretly happy.
In order to meet her, he actually recommended the troupe to CCTV. For the first time, Tao Huimin felt the benefits of having a writer boyfriend.
Three updates of ten thousand words.
(End of this chapter)
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