Chapter 430 Open the door for me!
The Zhuozhou Conference was reported in newspapers very quickly. The day after Jiang Zilong called, the People's Daily published a related report.
Lin Weimin's "Burning" and another work "Show Your Tongue or Nothing" were mentioned as positive and negative examples respectively.
He felt a little annoyed just reading these two novels. Both of these novels were published in People's Literature. How could you bring yourself to criticize them?
In addition to the news release recording the meeting situation, there were also related commentary articles and even the self-criticism written by People's Literature were published in People's Daily.
"People's Literature" and Teacher Liu are really miserable!
Compared to Teacher Liu's miserable situation, Teacher Lin was not much better off. He was not criticized by name, but was praised on the contrary.
But this praise is the most annoying. He was displeased with those people who worship foreign things and are obsessed with westernization, so he wrote "Burning". He did not write a novel for people to use it as a weapon to attack others.
Unfortunately, it didn’t matter what he thought, he was praised anyway.
Then he ran away halfway, and his leader was unhappy with him.
Because of the leader’s praise, the cultural community’s criticism of him became even louder!
To sum up, you can't please either side!
Of course, Lin Weimin never thought about pleasing anyone, but this feeling made him very uncomfortable.
I didn't do anything. I was just sitting at home and something happened.
No, you can’t say you did nothing. After all, you ran away, right?
If you want to blame someone, blame Old Cheng, this cowardly guy!
After cursing Cheng Zaochun in his heart, Lin Weimin's thoughts became much clearer.
The wind of the Zhuozhou Conference has started blowing, which can be regarded as a continuation of the unspeakable storm last year. As the key area of ideological control, it is normal for the cultural circle to be stirred up by some storms.
Lin Weimin is unable to change the general trend, nor does he have the desire to change it. He can only do his part well.
The issue of writing a self-criticism for People's Literature made the publishing house nervous for a while, and it also strengthened the censorship of various publications, including Contemporary.
"The situation is tense these days, so don't get me into trouble!" Cheng Zaochun warned.
Lin Weimin nodded helplessly, "Got it. Don't make me look like a troublemaker. After all, I'm one of the people being praised this time."
"It's because I know you've been praised that I'm more worried. I don't know what kind of person you are. I'm sure you'll be unhappy. If you post something that goes against the grain, I won't be able to complete my mission."
Lin Weimin was depressed. He thought he had always known how to handle current affairs. So when did he leave such a stubborn impression on his leader?
It seems that not only "People's Literature" needs to write a self-criticism, but Teacher Lin also needs to reflect on himself!
"Got it, got it!"
Annoyed by Cheng Zaochun's nagging, Lin Weimin said a few perfunctory words and left his office.
While complaining about Lao Cheng in his heart, he prepared to go back to the back building.
Unexpectedly, I saw a familiar figure after just taking two steps.
Lin Weimin was like a mouse seeing a cat, and he quickly ran back to Cheng Zaochun's office.
"Why are you back again?" Cheng Zaochun asked unhappily.
Lin Weimin made a gesture to silence him and said in a low voice: "Don't talk, Lao Niu!"
Cheng Zaochun smiled, and there was no way to hide the gloating expression on his face.
"Dangdangdang!" There was a knock on the door.
"Lin Weimin, don't hide, I'm watching you! Open the door!"
Comrade Lao Niu's loud voice was heard outside the door.
well!
Lin Weimin sighed helplessly and turned to open the door.
The moment the door opened, the expression on his face changed seamlessly, with a full smile and a broad smile.
"Hey! Isn't this my Uncle Niu? Why are you back?"
Without waiting for Niu Han to reply, Cheng Zaochun said, "I asked Lao Niu to come back."
Lin Weimin turned his head and glared at Cheng Zaochun, "You old Cheng, how dare you sell out your teammates?"
"Things are not going well at the Literary Association lately," Cheng Zaochun added.
Jokes aside, Lin Weimin understands Cheng Zaochun.
He said to Niu Han in a flattering manner: "It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back, everyone misses you!"
Niu Han snorted, "Others may miss me, but you, kid, are hoping that I won't come back, right?"
"Look at what you said, how can that be possible! What kind of person would I be? I told my leader at a meeting two days ago that when my uncle Niu comes back one day, I must treat you to a meal.
You went out on field trips for our National Literature Society and suffered at the hands of the Literature Association. That’s a lot of hard work and great contributions!”
No matter how many holes there are, flattery will never wear out.
Lin Weimin's shameless flattery made Comrade Lao Niu feel much better. "You still have a conscience!"
Lin Weimin breathed a sigh of relief. "Well, you talk to your boss first. I'll come and call you when it's almost time to get off work. I'll invite you to Donglaishun in the evening!"
After going out, Lin Weimin patted his chest and said, "That was a close call!"
When it was almost time to get off work in the afternoon, Lin Weimin took the initiative to run to the office of New Literature Materials to call Niu Han and Cheng Zaochun.
After getting into Lin Weimin's car, Niu Han cursed: "I saw this car when I came this morning. There is no one in our Chinese Literature Society who is more arrogant than you!"
"I typed these out word by word. Do you think it's easy for me?" Lin Weimin complained.
Niu Han scoffed at Lin Weimin's remarks, "You have it hard? There is no one who has it hard in China!"
When they arrived at Donglaishun, the four of them sat down and ordered meat. Lin Weimin did not forget to call Comrade Lao Tan.
Lao Tan and Lao Niu are both over-age editors-in-chief, and they have a lot to talk about when they get together.
Before the food was served, everyone chatted and Lao Niu inevitably talked about his experience in the Literary Association.
Comrade Lao Niu has always been strong and upright in his life. This was the case when he was in the publishing house and it was still the same when he went to China.
He insisted on what he believed to be right and no one could change his mind. Because of this, he often had conflicts with the leaders of the Writers Association and China Magazine.
Of course, his character has a stubborn side, and many people dislike him, but few people doubt his character and integrity.
Except for those cunning ones, Lin Weimin believes that most people are willing to deal with such people.
After returning from "China" this time, Niu Han is still in "New Literature Materials", but he will not come to the publishing house often to work.
He is old and lacks energy. Although he still has a hot temper, it has to be admitted that he is no longer as efficient as young people at work.
He sighed: "I really envy you young people!"
"What you said is not accurate. How can there be 'some'? I am the only young person at this table!"
This statement aroused unanimous condemnation from several veteran comrades present, including Cheng Zaochun.
We had a lot of fun during the meal. Although there was a big age gap between us, we had similar personalities and got along very well without any burden.
Two days later, the effects of the disturbance continued, with various arguments emerging in the newspapers, which is rarely seen in newspapers of later generations.
Teacher Liu's situation became increasingly miserable. Not only did he have to write a self-criticism, he was also suspended from his job and even appeared on the "News Broadcast".
Well, it’s not the kind of good thing. I was the first intellectual whose news of being dismissed as the editor-in-chief of a magazine was actually reported on CCTV’s “News Broadcast”.
The people who scold Teacher Liu and praise Teacher Lin are the same group of people, and the people who praise Teacher Liu and scold Teacher Lin are also the same group of people.
It was such a coincidence that the fate of Teacher Lin and Teacher Liu was deeply bound in this way.
The only thing that makes Lin Weimin luckier than Teacher Liu is that the criticism against him has not yet reached the official level, so it is just scratching the surface.
Oh, and there’s another benefit.
That is, the reputation of the novel "Burning" is getting louder and louder. Originally, Guowen Publishing House planned to publish a single volume of "Burning" in March. This novel was published in September last year, and it has been exactly half a year by March.
The subscription work started in February, and in just twenty days the subscription volume exceeded one million copies. The first print run was one million copies, directly breaking the first print run record for domestic novel publishing.
This is just the first print run. As long as the release of "Burning" goes smoothly, it won't be a problem to double or triple the sales.
Apart from Lin Weimin, only classic masterpieces can achieve such numbers.
It was late February, almost noon, and Lin Weimin was about to go to the cafeteria to eat when the phone in the office suddenly rang.
"For the people! Come here quickly, come here quickly!"
On the phone, Teng Jinxian's voice was urgent. If he hadn't been so full of energy, Lin Weimin would have thought he had a heart attack.
Seeing that he was in such a hurry, Lin Weimin drove all the way to the Film Bureau.
When I entered Teng Jinxian's office, I saw him pacing back and forth in the office.
Seeing Lin Weimin coming, Teng Jinxian walked towards him quickly, laughed and held Lin Weimin's hand.
"I won a prize! I won a prize!"
"What award did you win?" Lin Weimin had a vague guess in his mind.
"Red Sorghum, Red Sorghum won the highest honor of the Berlin Film Festival, the Golden Bear Award!"
Teng Jinxian, who is over fifty years old and has always been calm and generous, is now like a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old. He shouts excitedly and his face turns red with excitement.
Lin Weimin also smiled at this time, "Great! It's not easy to win the Golden Bear Award!"
Teng Jinxian said loudly: "It is not only not easy, this is creating the history of Chinese film!"
He was right. Red Sorghum won the Golden Bear Award at the Berlin Film Festival, marking the first time in history that a Chinese film has won the highest award at one of the three major European film festivals.
Whether you are willing to admit it or not, for the world film industry of this era, the three major European film awards and the American Oscars do represent the highest honor in the film industry.
To be able to win such an award on foreign soil is, in any case, a great event that brings glory to the country.
Teng Jinxian was excited for several minutes before finally calming down.
"Red Sorghum" won the Golden Bear Award last night. Yesterday, the Berlin Film Festival finally closed after two weeks of screenings and an awards ceremony was held.
"When will Yimou and the others come back?"
"They said they would be interviewed by several media outlets this morning, board a flight in the afternoon, and would return to China tomorrow."
Lin Weimin smiled and said, "Should we hold a welcoming ceremony then?"
Speaking of this, Teng Jinxian also laughed, "Do I need you to tell me? I have already sent the news to all the major newspapers in Yanjing. Just wait and see. The day after tomorrow, the Capital Airport will be full of reporters."
Teng Jinxian was right. The next afternoon, when Lin Weimin and others went to the airport to pick up the plane, the entrance to the Capital Airport was surrounded by reporters.
It's a bit like the geigei that young ladies in later generations adopted, but it's a pity that this geigei has a few more wrinkles on his face.
It was past five in the evening and it got dark early. The Capital Airport was brightly lit and the reporters looked at the entrance like hungry beasts with green eyes.
Even though Zhang Yimou, Gong Li and Han Zhuangzhuang, who had just got off the plane, had been informed in advance, they were still shocked by the scene.
(End of this chapter)
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