Chapter 345: Zheng Yi, the Indifferent One
"Well written. It seems you have the potential to be a screenwriter!" Lin Weimin said with a smile.
Haiyan smiled shyly, "It's all because of your good teaching, Teacher Lin."
"Don't flatter me. I just gave you some suggestions on this script. It's up to you to write it well."
The less Lin Weimin sought credit, the more grateful Haiyan was.
Because he knew very well that without Teacher Lin's advice, it would be impossible for him to write the script in such a short time, let alone guarantee the quality.
Lin Weimin asked about the preparations for the filming of "Plain Clothes Police" and Haiyan said, "The crew has almost finished the preparations and is just waiting for my script. Now that the script is ready, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief."
Lin Weimin nodded. "This is your first time participating in such a job. This efficiency is already very good. Don't put too much pressure on yourself."
He went on to say, "Now that the script for 'Plain Clothes Police' has been completed, what are your plans for the next work?"
Haiyan scratched his head and said, "I haven't thought about it yet."
His expression was somewhat distressed, and he said, "Teacher Lin, the novel "Plainclothes Policeman" was actually adapted by me based on a true story. After writing this novel, I don't know what else I should write."
Lin Weimin was not surprised. For new creators, this situation was very normal.
To use the words of later talk show hosts, who doesn’t save up five minutes of jokes a year?
Many new writers often write stories based on their own personal experiences or those of people around them, and it is precisely these real stories that are often the most vivid to write, which is why the debut works of many new authors are so amazing.
By the time the first work is finished, the so-called "inspiration" in the minds of these newcomers is actually the use of all the materials, and their minds become empty.
If there is not enough material accumulation and sedimentation in the future, many people may never recover.
Lin Weimin said gently: "I'm just asking you, don't worry about this matter. If you need it, I can give you some advice."
"Yes, of course I need it!" Haiyan's eyes revealed four words: hungry and thirsty.
Lin Weimin said: "Your profession is a policeman, which is somewhat special. You created "Plainclothes Policeman" based on the experiences of people around you, so now you might as well expand the scope a little bit and create based on the entire industry."
When Haiyan heard Lin Weimin's words, excitement flashed in his eyes.
The more he thought about it, the more Lin Weimin's words made sense. When it comes to being a police officer, many incidents are inherently full of strong conflicts and emotions when it comes to dealing with crime.
If he really wrote novels based on his profession, there would be so much to write about, it would be an inexhaustible treasure trove.
Haiyan couldn't help but hug Lin Weimin and said excitedly: "Teacher Lin, you are so right! So right!"
Lin Weimin was suddenly hugged by Haiyan. Thinking of the various rumors in later generations, he got goose bumps all over his body.
Don’t get close to me!
Resisting the urge to kick the boy, Lin Weimin pushed him away and smiled kindly.
"This is just a suggestion, you can use it to your best advantage!"
Haiyan's expression still showed the afterglow of excitement. "It can be used, it can be used very much. I will try it according to your idea when I go back."
Lin Weimin nodded with satisfaction, this boy is teachable!
After Haiyan left, Qin Chaoyang said to Lin Weimin, "Why do I feel that the path you pointed out to this young man is not a good one?"
"Old comrade, I have to say something to you about this. How can there be discrimination based on subject matter? What's wrong with someone writing a novel about the police? This can be considered a variant of reform literature!"
"You can put anything in the name of reform literature. If Jiang Zilong knew you were like this, he would beat you up even if he swam all the way from Tianjin."
"If he knew, it would be you who told him off."
After a few words, Lin Weimin said, "Hai Yan's creative ability lies in the story, not in the writing style and thoughts. Going down the path of pure literature is a wrong path. What I fear most is that when people discuss literature, they assume that it can only be pure literature. That will ruin literature!"
After listening to Lin Weimin's words, Qin Chaoyang fell silent.
In fact, Lin Weimin has made such remarks more than once.
As time passed, Qin Chaoyang slowly discovered that Lin Weimin's ideas were extremely forward-looking.
Although the field of pure literature in China has been booming in recent years, with new publications being published every day, once a good work appears, it immediately becomes popular and writers are treated with courtesy wherever they go.
But these weak facts cannot cover up the truth.
The truth is, no matter how well pure literature journals sell, 2 million copies is the ceiling, while popular literature journals, such as "Story Club" and "Classic of Mountains and Seas", can easily sell millions of copies.
It is true that new journals are born every day, but there are even more journals that fail. Especially at the end of last year, the authorities issued a document on journals being responsible for their own profits and losses. In the future, there will definitely be more and more journals that fail.
There are also those writers who are popular wherever they go and treated with courtesy by everyone, but this cannot be seen when their works are published.
But when it is actually published, very few people can sell it well.
If the sales of a published novel could exceed 100,000 copies, the publishing house would wake up laughing in its dreams.
Many writers' works will be solicited for subscriptions before publishing. Thousands or even hundreds of copies are normal. Those with subscriptions of more than 10,000 copies have all become famous in the country.
For example, although Lu Yao's "Life" was so popular in the past few years, the subscription volume when Guowen Publishing House published "Life" was only 130,000 copies.
The literary circles and book market in recent years seem to be booming and full of flowers, but if you really look into it carefully, it does not stand up to scrutiny at all.
It is precisely because of these phenomena that the importance and influence of Lin Weimin and his works in the National Literature Society and the domestic literary world are so prominent.
The two were chatting in the office when Tong Zhonggui knocked on the office door.
"Teacher Lin, someone is looking for you!"
Lin Weimin looked towards the door and saw a sturdy man with an honest face standing behind Tong Zhonggui.
"Brother Tianming? Why are you here?"
Lin Weimin welcomed Wu Tianming into the office and said to Tong Zhonggui, "Xiao Tong, you go and get busy first."
"Okay, Teacher Lin!"
Lin Weimin poured Wu Tianming a cup of tea. After the two exchanged greetings, Wu Tianming explained his purpose.
"Don't mention it. Zheng Yi, that bastard, really worries me."
"What's wrong with him?"
"He promised me the script. I waited for two months, and then he told me he didn't want to write it anymore. I asked him why, and he said he couldn't write it well!
I advised him that it didn't matter if he couldn't write well, he could just take his time and at least come up with a first draft, and if it wasn't good enough I would find someone to revise it.
Guess what he said? He said, if you push me again, I will die!
I am..."
As Wu Tianming spoke, a look of annoyance appeared on his face.
Just after the Chinese New Year this year, Lin Weimin received a call from Wu Tianming, saying that the Xi'an Film Studio wanted to adapt "Old Well", which was published in the "Shanxi Writers Special Issue" a few months ago, into a movie.
Lin Weimin thought this was a good thing, so he contacted Zheng Yi and asked Wu Tianming to go directly to Zheng Yi to discuss the adaptation.
He didn't get involved in what happened afterwards, but he didn't expect that such a thing would happen.
After listening to Wu Tianming's words, he had only one feeling.
This behavior is very Zheng Yi.
"He is a man of temperament! Sometimes he can't help but act on impulse, brother, please don't be offended!"
He was the one who helped to contact the author for the adaptation of "Old Well", but when the author dropped out, he could only give kind words of advice to Wu Tianming.
Wu Tianming talked to him for a while, venting his anger and helplessness, before he got to the point of his visit.
"Take a look!" Wu Tianming handed a letter to Lin Weimin.
After he finished reading the letter, he had only one thought in his mind.
Not worthy of being a human being!
This letter was sent to him by Zheng Yi through Wu Tianming, and it had only one topic.
Translated, it roughly means: Teacher Lin, I can't take on Director Wu's job, so I'll leave it to you!
How can this guy get close to me?
If Zheng Yi was in front of him right now, Lin Weimin would have thrown him into a small dark room and beaten him up.
Unfortunately, it is out of reach now.
"Weimin, Zheng Yi has quit. You can't just ignore this matter!" Wu Tianming pleaded with Lin Weimin with a bitter face.
Lin Weimin said helplessly: "How can I manage this matter? He, the original author, doesn't want to write the script, and wants me, an editor, to write it?"
Wu Tianming said: "Zheng Yi told me that your polishing was indispensable to the publication of Old Well."
Damn!
This guy really sold himself out!
"It's not appropriate to do this."
Wu Tianming said anxiously, "What's inappropriate? Weimin, everyone knows your ability in drama creation, and "Old Well" was published by you. Apart from Zheng Yi, I can't find a more suitable screenwriter than you."
Seeing that Lin Weimin's attitude of refusal was obvious, he continued to play the victim.
"Brother, you don't know. Zheng Yi promised me a good deal before, and I thought a few months would be enough time for him to finish writing the script. I have already set up the crew, and the only thing left is the script.
Brother, I have just become the director of Xi'an Film Studio. You can't let me embarrass myself in front of all the subordinates in the factory, right?
If I can’t handle this, I’ll be grinding the millstone with my bare bottom—going around in circles and being embarrassed!”
Wu Tianming's face was full of bitterness and anxiety when he spoke, and he was almost crying.
"Help me! Help me! Brother, please help me this time!"
Faced with Wu Tianming's pleading, Lin Weimin frowned, hesitated for a long time, and finally nodded helplessly.
Seeing Lin Weimin nod, Wu Tianming was overjoyed.
"I knew it, I knew it! I still have to rely on you, for the people!"
Wu Tianming hugged Lin Weimin excitedly and almost took a picture of his leftover meal.
After the excitement, the two of them started to discuss serious matters.
"When will the script be finished?" Wu Tianming asked Lin Weimin.
"When do you want it?"
"Of course the sooner the better."
"So... a month?"
Lin Weimin has a lot of work on his hands. He has already agreed to write "The Lover", so he has to finish this first, right?
"A month?"
Wu Tianming looked at Lin Weimin with a look of surprise on his face.
Lin Weimin frowned. One month is too slow?
"So... twenty days?"
"Twenty days?" Wu Tianming's voice became a little higher, and his surprise became even stronger.
Lin Weimin frowned even more tightly. Twenty days is not enough. How urgent is this?
"Ten days, no less!"
Wu Tianming clapped his hands, "Okay, just ten days! It's settled, you can't go back on your word!"
(End of this chapter)
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