Chapter 353: Heart Darkened
Acheng's father, Zhong Dianyu, is a famous film critic. He has been influenced by him since he was a child and has made great achievements in the field of film.
Lin Weimin also knew that he was good at chatting, and such a talent was greatly needed on today's occasion.
As soon as Ah Cheng opened his mouth, his words were truly extraordinary.
From the relationship between film and novel adaptations to the difference between literary images and screen images, to the visual expression of films, and then what is film language.
He talked about everything from literature to movies, and then from movies to literature, and made everyone present dizzy.
Mr. Chen, who was sitting next to Lin Weimin, asked him, "Who is this person?"
"Mr. Zhong's son, Zhong Acheng. He has published several novels in our Contemporary magazine before, including The Chess King, The Tree King, and The Child King."
“Him!”
When it comes to Zhong Acheng, Mr. Chen doesn't know him, but when it comes to the three novels of "Three Kings", Mr. Chen is deeply impressed and looks at Acheng with some appreciation.
Acheng came here today just to join in the fun. His father Zhong Dianyu has difficulty traveling, so he has to be brought along when attending the event.
He didn't expect Lin Weimin to call his name, but he was never intimidated when facing big occasions. Instead, he had a kind of stage-going spirit and became more and more excited as he spoke.
Mr. Chen exclaimed: "What a talent!"
Lin Weimin could only sigh in admiration that he could convince even a veteran in the literary world like Mr. Chen.
Acheng’s mouth is such a treasure!
Maybe because he talked too much, Ah Cheng seemed to let himself go at the end.
"In fact, I think that instead of filming Furong Town, it would be better to film Teacher Lin's Farewell My Concubine. Although it is also a buzzy subject, Farewell My Concubine itself has a kind of beauty that is very consistent with the art form of film..."
Lin Weimin was drinking tea and choked when he heard this.
He glanced around and saw that Xu Sangchu and Xie Jin did not look very happy.
The one with the darkest complexion belonged to Gu Hua.
Lin Weimin coughed twice and said in a relaxed tone: "It seems that Ah Cheng really likes Farewell My Concubine!"
Everyone laughed.
"I don't think there is a difference between Farewell My Concubine and Furong Town. I have discussed this issue with Director Xie before. He wanted to shoot a 'political customs painting' that reflects the past era, while the theme of Farewell My Concubine is more about the word 'love'. The core things are still very different.
"Furong Town" reflects the problems of the past in a profound and comprehensive way, and its theme is very consistent with Director Xie's original intention."
After Lin Weimin finished speaking, he saw that Gu Hua and Xie Jin's expressions had improved a little, and he felt a little relieved.
He originally came here today to stand and cheer, but after Ah Cheng's casual remarks, he made it seem like he was here to ruin the show.
Fortunately, I reacted quickly!
Just as he was feeling relieved, Ann Hui, who was sitting a few chairs away, took the initiative to speak.
"What Mr. Lin said just now is very correct. I think it is unfair to simply regard Farewell My Concubine as a novel that reflects the history of the times. Its core is not only about love, but also reflects a magnificent era. If it can be handed over to an excellent director to shoot, it will definitely become a masterpiece in film history."
Lin Weimin looked at Ann Hui speechlessly.
Sister, please don't make trouble at this time!
As Ann Hui spoke, Gu Hua's face became increasingly stiff, and the atmosphere in the meeting room, which had originally been somewhat relaxed, became strange.
At this time, Mr. Chen stood up and said with a smile: "We are off topic! We are off topic! Today we are talking about the problems of "Furong Town"."
He was of high seniority and held a high position, and even though it was just a simple sentence, it changed the atmosphere in the meeting room.
Everyone continued to speak freely, gradually forgetting the incident that had just happened.
After a day of symposium, everyone felt a little tired.
After the meeting, Mr. Chen smiled and said to Lin Weimin, "I was embarrassed to say this during the meeting just now, but it seems that everyone has high hopes for your Farewell My Concubine! Have you ever thought about making it into a movie?"
Lin Weimin said with a smile: "I talked to Director Xie before, but we didn't reach an agreement. I haven't met the right director yet, but I will shoot it if I meet one."
Mr. Chen said, "Xie Jin is not suitable? There have been quite a few directors who have approached you in the past two years, right?"
"I can only say that our destiny has not arrived yet." Lin Weimin shook his head.
As Old Chen looked at him, a saying came to his mind: It is easy to change the country but difficult to change one's nature. Sun Wukong is Sun Wukong.
After the symposium, there was a reception banquet organized by the Shanghai Film Studio in the evening. Lin Weimin did not plan to attend, so he said hello to Gu Hua and left.
The news of the adaptation of "Furong Town" made many readers who liked "Farewell My Concubine" feel regretful.
Although both are winners of the first Yanbing Literature Award and have the same buzzing content, Farewell My Concubine's status in the hearts of these readers is much higher than that of Furong Town.
Many people found it incomprehensible that the filming of "Furong Town" was made instead of "Farewell My Concubine", so much so that many readers began to write letters to the director Xie Jin and Shanghai Film Studio to complain about this.
This was something Xie Jin and the Shanghai Film Studio had never expected. Looking at the letters from readers, Xie Jin was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
The one who felt the most uncomfortable was Gu Hua. His work was picked up by the famous director Xie Jin for adaptation, and the investment was from a large studio like Shanghai Film Studio. The standard of the symposium was ridiculously high. Just when he was in high spirits, he did not expect that Lin Weimin would steal the limelight.
The key point is that these people are not just trying to steal the limelight on purpose, they are even trying to avoid it, which makes Gu Hua even more depressed.
Afterwards, he wrote to his classmates more than once to complain about the incident, and it became a laughing stock among everyone.
It is now late August, and the fifth issue of Contemporary magazine this year will be on sale in a few days. Today, the editorial department held a meeting to discuss the problem of manuscript backlog.
Over the past two years, the number of submissions to Contemporary has been very large, but the magazine's space is limited, with only six issues per year.
Even though a small number of high-quality manuscripts have been digested in the form of a series, it is still a drop in the bucket compared to the massive amount of submissions. The publication cycle of many manuscripts has even been pushed back to after four issues. "Contemporary" is a bimonthly magazine, and four issues means eight months, more than half a year.
The group discussed for a long time, but still did not touch upon the most fundamental issue.
"Let's change the edition! The monthly publication must be done!"
Lin Weimin is not afraid of offending people. If a leader wants to avoid offending people, he will not be able to do his job well.
Changing from a bimonthly to a monthly magazine is the most effective way to deal with the backlog of manuscripts. Moreover, the sales of Contemporary Magazine have always been very good, and readers will only be happy about this change. The only ones who will feel uncomfortable are probably my colleagues in the editorial department.
From the initial quarterly to bimonthly, and then from bimonthly to monthly, everyone is almost being squeezed dry.
Editor-in-chief Lin Weimin spoke, and stood on the side of justice. No one said anything to refute him, but instead cast their eyes on Qin Chaoyang, their eyes filled with a desire to survive.
"This way, everyone's workload will double again." Qin Chaoyang spoke for everyone and everyone was grateful.
"Apply to the publishing house and transfer a few more people. The magazine will be reorganized from a bimonthly to a monthly, which means sales will double and the company's profits will also improve. There is no reason for the leaders to not agree."
Lin Weimin responded without hesitation, as if he had already rehearsed it many times.
Everyone was sighing in their hearts, as this was how it was done when the magazine changed from a quarterly to a bimonthly, so no one was surprised to hear this.
He just looked at Comrade Lao Tan again, hoping that Comrade Lao Tan could lend a hand and refute this "Lin Ba Pi" decision.
"This..." Comrade Lao Tan pondered, and everyone's heart was in their throat.
After a long while, Lao Tan said, "That's a solution!"
Pooh!
Everyone spit in their hearts, knowing that you two are birds of a feather!
Old Tan is an unreliable person!
After Qin Chaoyang finished speaking, Lin Weimin asked, "Does anyone have any other opinions?"
Everyone looked at each other. This guy was in a righteous position. The leadership had also reached a consensus, but he still hypocritically asked for everyone's opinions. They despised him even more in their hearts.
Once you become a leader, your heart will turn black!
This is what happens when you become the editor-in-chief. If you become the president, will everyone still have a good life?
“No problem!”
A group of people said in unison.
"Okay!" Lin Weimin stood up, holding onto the table. "Since our editorial department has reached a consensus, let's report it to the newspaper office."
The meeting was held in the editorial department's large office. After the meeting, Lin Weimin and Qin Chaoyang went back to their respective offices while talking.
Everyone was whispering in the editorial department, and Tong Zhonggui felt a little annoyed when he heard it.
Why didn’t I see you talking during the meeting just now?
As the youngest and least experienced comrade in the editorial department, he dared not say this aloud and could only think about it in his heart.
At the same time, I also admire Teacher Lin's decisiveness and responsibility even more.
"Comrade Lao Tan's acting skills have improved again!" Lin Weimin joked.
Qin Chaoyang looked helpless, "Didn't you force me to do this?"
"What do you mean I was forced to do that? Haven't I been a bad guy enough? Next time, you tell me about this!"
"Does this happen again? What? Do you still want to change it to a biweekly publication?"
Qin Chaoyang laughed first after he finished speaking. From quarterly to bimonthly, monthly, and then to semi-monthly, not to mention whether the publishing house and readers could accept it, his colleagues in the editorial department must have gone crazy.
Lin Weimin couldn't help laughing.
In fact, the two of them had already discussed today's meeting in advance.
One plays the good guy and the other plays the bad guy.
Being a leader also requires methods and approaches.
Even though this might offend people, it was also the time to establish authority. When Qin Chaoyang spoke to Lin Weimin, he immediately understood what Qin Chaoyang meant.
Jokes aside, Lin Weimin is grateful to Comrade Lao Tan.
Lin Weimin also went to the publishing house to talk to the leaders about the magazine revision in advance and then attend the meeting.
I went to Meng Weizai's office and reported the situation.
Meng Weizai said, "It's time to revise the edition. The backlog of manuscripts has been a bit serious since last year, and the series you're working on is only a temporary solution, not a fundamental one."
"Then why don't you change it before you leave?" Lin Weimin muttered.
Meng Weizai scolded, "I've changed it, what else do you have to do with it?"
"Yes, yes, yes. Thank you for your good intentions, is this settled?"
"How many times have I told you not to say such things? Is this something that can be decided by just one sentence between you and me?"
"Yes, yes, we need to attend the meeting and have a collective discussion."
Meng Weizai was so angry when he saw his lazy look, "Is there anything else? If not, get out of here!"
"Then you go ahead and do your work!"
Lin Weimin came out of Meng Weizai's office with a smile and walked towards the editorial department of People's Literature.
He bumped into Zhu Wei head on, "Teacher Lin!"
"Is Mr. Xie here?" Lin Weimin asked.
"I'm here!" Zhu Wei replied.
Lin Weimin pushed open the door of the editorial office and acted arrogantly.
"Old Xie!"
(End of this chapter)
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