Chapter 363 He is still a thief
The formalities for the Yongqi Prince's Mansion were still being processed, and it was a hassle to go through the ministry, but Lin Weimin didn't care, as he was not in a hurry to move in anyway.
Moreover, the Beile Mansion is now full of staff from the Academy of Sciences, and there will be the issue of vacating the premises in the future.
The dormitory of the Academy of Sciences has not been built yet, so he will not be able to take over this Prince's Mansion for at least two years.
If you include the time spent on cleaning the yard, it will take more than three or four years to live here.
Lin Weimin knew all the disadvantages of buying this yard, but he was still willing to buy it, just for four words:
——There is a price but no demand.
Looking back over the forty years since the reform and opening up of Yanjing City, no prince's or beile's mansion has been sold to the public.
His Prince Yongji’s mansion should be considered unique!
The news that he spent 200,000 yuan to buy the Prince Yongji's Mansion in Xizhimen has been spreading throughout Yanjing City after being tirelessly spread by the staff of the Academy of Sciences in the past few days. Lin Baiwan's name has once again become a hot topic among the people of Yanjing after dinner.
Naturally, Lin Weimin was also often ridiculed by his colleagues in the Guowen Society.
However, this heated discussion did not last for two days and was soon replaced by another hot topic.
At the entrance of the Guowen Society, Lin Weimin said with a teasing look on his face, "Master Zhai, your skills have declined! How could such a thing happen?"
Uncle Zhai’s face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he was terribly cold.
"I've been hunting all day, only to have my eyes pecked by a sparrow!" said Uncle Zhai with hatred.
More than an hour ago, it was the time for the National Literature Press to go to work.
Zhu Wei from People's Literature noticed something was wrong as soon as he walked into the editorial office. Manuscripts were scattered all over the floor, the desks were messy, and the entire office was in disarray, as if it had been robbed.
It was either as if it had been robbed or it had been robbed by thieves.
Zhu Wei realized something was wrong and called for help immediately. Everyone was stunned by the scene before them.
The National Literature Society was robbed!
It has been more than 30 years since the company was founded, and no one has ever heard of it.
The editors of People's Literature immediately checked what was lost in the editorial office, and many colleagues who reacted also went to check the situation in each department.
It was finally discovered that except for the thefts in People's Literature and Contemporary Magazine, everything else in the editorial office was intact.
This made the leaders of the community feel relieved, but at the same time they were also afraid.
After the report was made, the police arrived quickly and checked the situation in the two editorial offices.
Lin Weimin's office was also within the range frequented by the thieves, and the editorial department had suspended work because they were collecting evidence, so he ran to the front building and teased Uncle Zhai in the mail room.
He lit a cigarette for the anxious old man and comforted him, "Okay, don't get angry."
Uncle Zhai took a deep puff of his cigarette, fully revealing his inner depression.
After chatting for a while, we received news from the editorial office of People's Literature upstairs that nothing was lost.
Next came the editorial office of Contemporary Magazine, where nothing was lost either.
Lin Weimin was feeling happy when he suddenly heard someone talking.
"Something was lost in the editor-in-chief's office!"
He returned to the back building and inquired, only to find out that the manuscript of "The Ming Dynasty 1566" which he had placed in the filing cabinet was lost.
Hey! He's still a thief!
Lin Weimin laughed after hearing this.
All the manuscripts of his works published in People's Literature were returned after printing.
The November issue of People's Literature had just been printed a few days ago, and Xie Mingqing returned the manuscript to him. He casually put it in the filing cabinet in his office and didn't take it seriously.
When I had time, I took it home and kept it, but I didn't expect it to be thieved.
The police comrades left after collecting the evidence from the Guowen Publishing House. Apart from the manuscript, nothing was lost in the publishing house, so it did not meet the standards for filing a case.
But who can blame the Guowen Publishing House for its great influence? Especially since the manuscript of the novel by the famous writer Lin Weimin was lost, it would be extremely bad if the news got out.
After the police left, my colleagues in the editorial department had no intention of working, and they really couldn't work today.
Although the editorial department's things were not lost, the manuscripts were completely messed up by the thief.
It would take a day or two just to organize these manuscripts.
Fortunately, the sixth issue of the magazine in November had just been published, so everyone had some time to slack off while chatting about the thief who visited the Chinese Literature Society this time.
"Someone broke into a publishing house to steal things. I've been an editor for 30 years, and this is the first time I've encountered this kind of thing!" Zhang Zhong'e laughed.
Tong Zhonggui said: "It's obvious that the thief this time came for Teacher Lin's manuscript. It's really strange that he actually stole the manuscript!"
Liu Yin smiled and said, "This is an elegant thief. To be honest, I don't want her to be caught. Stealing manuscripts is a rare anecdote in the history of modern Chinese literature!"
When everyone heard her words, they couldn't help but smile and expressed their deep agreement.
Indeed!
How can what scholars do be called "stealing"?
Mr. Zhou is truly a prophet!
Two days later, Lin Weimin was reviewing manuscripts in his office when he heard a commotion in the corridor.
When I opened the door and went to the editorial office, I saw a sloppy little dog, chatting and laughing, playing with colleagues like a socialite.
"Why are you here?" Lin Weimin asked.
Yu Hua stood up and called out "Teacher Lin," and replied, "I... I came here to ask you some questions about writing."
Based on this stammering answer, Lin Weimin didn't believe a word of it.
"If you don't concentrate on studying at the Faculty of Arts, there will be no place in Yanjing that you won't go. A few days ago, Mo Yan told me that you skipped classes and went to their school to play with him!"
Yu Hua didn't expect that Mo Yan, with his small eyes, would betray him. "Teacher Lin, I actually went to Mo Yan to discuss his experience in writing Red Sorghum. Inspired by him, I also have plans to write a long novel recently."
When it comes to telling lies with open eyes, Lin Weimin feels that he cannot flatter as much as Yu Hua, so Zhang just comes up with it.
Yu Hua was like an elementary school student who talked back to his teacher. He would explain every word Lin Weimin said. No matter whether it was true or not, he would never let Lin Weimin's words be left unanswered.
In the end, Yu Hua simply followed Lin Weimin into the office.
"Teacher Lin, I heard that your manuscript was stolen?"
"Teacher Lin, I heard that you spent 200,000 Midao to buy a Beile Mansion?"
"Teacher Lin..."
Lin Weimin was annoyed by his noise and had no choice but to kick him out. The guy then swaggered back to the editorial office and continued to chat with everyone.
After get off work in the evening, Yu Hua got into Lin Weimin's car. He not only wanted the ride, but also the meal.
In November, winter had already arrived in Yanjing City, and Lin Weimin moved back to Tuanjiehu Apartment early.
Recently, Tao Huimin is filming for the TV series "Legend of a Female Doctor". There is a shuttle bus every day, so she doesn't need Lin Weimin to pick her up personally.
As she came back early today, Yu Hua called her "Master's Wife" sweetly as soon as he entered the door.
Tao Huimin was immediately coaxed into not knowing what to do and started to prepare dinner.
Calling Tao Huimin, who was six or seven years younger than him, "teacher's wife" once again refreshed Lin Weimin's understanding of Hua's "communication skills".
During the meal, they talked about what happened to Lin Weimin recently. Yu Hua talked excitedly and incessantly, describing the incident so vividly that if you didn't know them, you would have thought he was watching them right next to them.
Lin Weimin listened for a long time and couldn't help asking, "Where did you hear all this?"
“I heard it from everyone.”
Lin Weimin has to put a big question mark on the word "everyone", and the scope is probably very broad.
Tao Huimin also talked about the recent filming of "The Legend of Female Doctor".
When the two TV stations cooperated in filming, various accidents occurred one after another, and the most difficult thing to reconcile was interpersonal relationships.
Fortunately, several important figures in the crew have paid great attention to this aspect, and no major trouble has occurred so far, but there are always small conflicts every day.
"No one is finding fault with you, right?" Lin Weimin asked.
Tao Huimin hesitated for a moment and said, "No."
Lin Weimin looked at her. Since Yu Hua was here, he didn't ask any more questions.
"Oh, right. Zhang Guorong has been asking me recently if I can find a teacher from the National Theatre of China to teach him."
Yu Hua asked in surprise: "How can a star as big as Zhang Guorong still need to learn acting?"
Although Leslie Cheung has not yet won the Best Actor award for his films, his songs are quite popular in mainland China. Yu Hua was a fashionable trendsetter in the 1980s, so he naturally knew something about Leslie Cheung.
"His main job is singing, not acting," said Tao Huimin.
Lin Weimin said, "Then find one for him. Remember to charge a little more. He is a big singer in Hong Kong after all. It would be wrong not to rip him off."
Tao Huimin rolled her eyes at him and said, "You're not doing it right."
Yu Hua looked at the two of them and suddenly felt that the meal was boring.
Before leaving, he reminded Tao Huimin, "Master's wife, you are thinking about my autographed photo."
Tao Huimin nodded and said, "I'll remember it!"
Just now, Yu Hua suggested that Tao Huimin get him a few autographed photos of Leslie Cheung and Liza Wang so that he can show them off to his family when he goes back home during the holidays.
At that time, Leslie Cheung was not very famous in mainland China. On the contrary, Liza Wang was much more famous because she appeared on the Spring Festival Gala.
Two days later it was the weekend, and while having dinner Lin Weimin had made an appointment with Zheng Xiaolong and Feng Xiaogang to go to the crew of "The Female Doctor".
As he happened to be free today, he took the two of them to the crew to learn about the working methods of the Hong Kong crew.
With Lin Weimin leading the way, the two were received quite well.
After watching the crew for a long time, I feel that the Hong Kong team is indeed much more professional than them in terms of TV drama shooting.
While chatting during lunch, Feng Xiaogang lamented about this matter.
Lin Weimin said: "The amount of TV dramas produced by their TV station in a year is equivalent to the amount of TV dramas produced in our mainland in one or two years. With this method, even the most incompetent person can be trained in a year."
Zheng Xiaolong and Feng Xiaogang nodded when they heard this.
Indeed, when they chatted with several crew members from Hong Kong, it was obvious that they had not received any formal professional education.
But one advantage of working at a large TV station like TVB is that the internal training mechanism is very complete.
Not only actors have training classes, but behind-the-scenes staff do as well. Once they join the crew, they also need a master to guide them.
Even actors, after signing a contract and joining a company, often have to do miscellaneous tasks when there are no roles.
We cannot say that such training can produce highly sophisticated talents, but at least they will be qualified all-rounders.
Nowadays, the social status of people who make TV dramas in China is generally lower than that of people working in the film industry. Many literary works and scripts are also supplied to movies first, and then to television.
As a result, the quality of talents is naturally inferior to those trained in actual combat at wireless television stations.
As they were talking, they heard a noise coming from not far away.
After a while, the noise became louder and louder, and there were curses, and the entire crew was rushing over there.
(End of this chapter)
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