Chapter 604 It's all my fault
If readers only look at the titles of "The Story of Promotion" and "The Story of Stealing an Official", they may think that the contents of the two novels are related, but in fact, the styles of the two novels are completely different.
What is the content of "The Story of Stealing Officials"?
Excluding the various metaphors in the novel, "The Story of Stealing an Official" actually tells a story of revolution, a story about a guy using violence to overthrow another guy, a story about building an empire.
"Promotion Records" tells the story of sitting on the throne. Who can sit on the throne?
Revolutionaries cannot rule the country, only bureaucrats can.
"The Promotion" is not as violent and bloody as "The Stealing Official", but the inner thoughts it reveals are chilling.
Such works with extremely strong satire and condemnation may not be the most popular literary works, but they are definitely the most favored by the literary and critical circles.
After the contract was signed, the publication of "Promotion Records" was put on the agenda.
Because it was a work published in their own publication and the author was the editor-in-chief Lin Weimin, the proofreading of "Promotion Records" was basically a formality, and typesetting began within a few days.
Over the years, Lin Weimin's novels have become the treasures of Guowen Publishing House.
When publishing his novels, Guowen Publishing House never worries about sales. The first print run basically starts at 500,000 copies, and the publication of "Promotion Records" is no exception.
After the calculation method of manuscript fees changed to royalty sharing, the originally insignificant manuscript fees became considerable.
Before the first print of "Promotion Records" went on sale, Lin Weimin received royalties of 140,000 RMB.
Although it is still far from comparable to the income from overseas publishing, it has at least made great progress.
Lin Weimin was calculating the royalties from "Official Promotion" when Yu Hua walked into his office.
"Teacher Lin, the fourth issue of our "Nine Provinces Heroes" is about to be published. You have to tell Xiao Zuanfeng to send the manuscript over as soon as possible!"
Lin Weimin looked surprised when he heard this.
Urge, urge, urge! You just urge me all day long! Are you trying to urge me to death? I don’t need time to write?
"I see. Isn't there still more than a month left? Why rush?"
Yu Hua looked helpless. "How can I not be anxious? I won't feel at ease until he finishes the manuscript and sends it to the editorial department. Can't you talk to him and ask him to finish it quickly? If he can finish it, I will have someone transfer the manuscript fee to him immediately."
Do you think I'm a printer?
Lin Weimin planned 500,000 words for "Number One Under Heaven", but now he has only finished writing 200,000 words. When he thought about the remaining 300,000 words, he felt extremely painful.
This pit is too deep, it's hard to jump out.
"No." Lin Weimin refused firmly.
"You didn't even ask him, so how do you know it's impossible?" Yu Hua asked back, looking at Lin Weimin with some suspicion.
Lin Weimin realized that he had let something slip, so he tried to make amends, "He is also writing a novel, and he has to find time to write The Heroes of Kyushu. Fifty thousand words a month is already the limit now."
“I see!”
Yu Hua said this, but the suspicion on his face did not disappear. Seeing Lin Weimin staring at him, he did not dare to ask any more questions and left the office.
After he left, Lin Weimin became more and more angry in the office and suddenly slammed the table.
The opposite of Tiangang!
Thinking about it, I, Lin Weimin, have been active in the literary world for so many years, and I have always been the one to urge others. Who dares to urge me?
Especially since Yu Hua was discovered by him alone, this is simply an act of dishonoring one's teacher and ancestors!
Lin Weimin came to the editorial office of Contemporary in the back building and called Tong Zhonggui out to ask him if Yu Hua had any new works recently. Tong Zhonggui shook his head and said, "No."
Lin Weimin couldn't help but sigh, "Oh! This is all my fault. I wanted to find him a job, but I didn't expect it would delay his creation. It's been almost a year, and he hasn't even written a single piece of work."
Tong Zhonggui said: "Teacher Lin, how can you be blamed for this? You are doing this for his own good."
Lin Weimin waved his hands, his face full of self-blame, "Alright, you don't have to comfort me. I'll think about persuading Yu Hua later and let him focus on his creation. Hard work makes one proficient, and playfulness makes one lazy. He shouldn't just think about work."
Tong Zhonggui nodded seriously, "Don't worry, I will definitely persuade him well."
"Okay, I believe you."
After saying this, Lin Weimin left the back building with a slightly heavy expression.
Tong Zhonggui looked at Lin Weimin's back and felt emotional.
This is Teacher Lin. He always thinks about these young people and worries about them.
No, I can't let Yu Hua continue to degenerate like this, I have to cheer him up.
Thinking of Teacher Lin’s guilty look, Tong Zhonggui decided to take action immediately.
"Hey, where have you been?"
In the office of Tongwen Society, Tong Zhonggui looked at Yu Hua who had just returned from outside and asked.
Yu Hua subconsciously felt guilty for a moment, "Nothing. Why are you here?"
"I came to see you. You've been so busy with work lately that you haven't written a single novel!"
"I'm busy!" Yu Hua said, spreading his hands.
"Before the publication of 'Nine Provinces Heroes' Chronicles', you said you were busy. But now that the publication has been published for several issues, you can't keep being so busy, right?"
Yu Hua argued: "You don't know how difficult it is to get a manuscript nowadays. As the editor-in-chief, my hair is turning gray every day because of worry."
"I just talked to Xiao Qin. Your backlog of manuscripts is almost enough for three issues."
Tong Zhonggui exposed Yu Hua's lie in one sentence. He looked a little embarrassed and could only say, "Oh, I haven't been feeling inspired lately!"
"Where do you get inspiration if you don't write? It's been almost a year, and you haven't even written a short story. Yu Hua, you can't continue to degenerate like this!" Tong Zhonggui said with great sorrow.
Yu Hua didn't expect that now that he was finally free from Teacher Lin's urging for manuscripts and being locked up in a small dark room, Tong Zhonggui would appear unexpectedly.
"I got it, I got it. I'll write it in two days. I'll do it as soon as possible." He said perfunctorily.
Tong Zhonggui shook his head and said, "As soon as possible? Don't be perfunctory with me. If you say you want to write, you should be serious. So, come to my house in the evening and we can have a good discussion about your next work."
"Go to your house?" Yu Hua looked embarrassed. "No need? I have something else to do in the evening."
"Is there anything more important than creation? Yu Hua, I'm not saying anything bad about you, it's true that To Live has achieved good results now. But you can't be complacent about it, look at Teacher Lin. Which novel did not perform better than To Live after it was published? Has he slacked off? Teacher Lin has been writing for so many years..."
Yu Hua didn't expect that just one sentence of his would bring him criticism from Tong Zhonggui. He was asked to submit his manuscript in front of so many colleagues in the office. Tong Zhonggui looked very upset. Yu Hua really couldn't bear it anymore and had to give in.
"Okay, okay, I'll go to your house tonight and discuss your new work."
Tong Zhonggui nodded in satisfaction, "That's right."
Yu Hua sent Tong Zhonggui out of the office as if he was sending away the plague god. When he came back, he saw everyone looking at him with a mocking expression.
Yu Hua's face was full of regret. Tong Zhonggui did not learn any good things from Teacher Lin, but he did learn the essence of urging for manuscripts and being locked up in a small dark room.
Sitting back in his seat, Yu Hua complained a few words about Tong Zhonggui in his heart, and couldn't help but think of the scene just now in the finance department.
Before the publication of "Jiuzhou Heroes", he had not yet been promoted to the editor-in-chief, so all matters of the publication were handled by Teacher Lin.
In the past, he only knew that Xiao Zuanfeng’s standard fee was 60 yuan per thousand words, and he had never cared about the issue of payment.
Until he went to Teacher Lin's office just now and noticed the abnormality in Teacher Lin's attitude, he became suspicious and kept a wary eye on her.
I went to the finance department to ask around and found out that it had been Teacher Lin who had been collecting Xiao Zuanfeng's royalties all along.
It would be fine if the manuscript only passed through Teacher Lin's hands, but isn't it too cautious to let Teacher Lin collect the royalties on my behalf?
What does it mean that the author is in Yenching University and has a close relationship with Professor Lin?
Shi Tiesheng's face popped up in Yu Hua's mind again, but he immediately denied his thought.
impossible.
He had asked Tiesheng once before. If he was really Xiao Zuanfeng, he would not have kept it a secret from him. Moreover, his body did not support him in writing such a long novel, even if it was a martial arts novel.
Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed through Yu Hua's mind.
There is only one truth in this world. Eliminate all the impossible answers, and the one that remains, no matter how unbelievable it is, is the truth.
—Sherlock Holmes
At that moment, Yu Hua understood.
All the clues in his mind were completely connected together to form a complete chain, allowing him to see the truth through the fog.
Teacher Lin is Xiao Zuanfeng.
Yu Hua sat in his seat, his heart full of excitement and excitement. He stood up and planned to find Lin Weimin to verify it, but then his reason pressed him back on the chair.
Why is Teacher Lin so secretive? Isn't it because he doesn't want others to know?
It is not a good thing to say that a great master of Chinese literature went off to write martial arts novels.
Yu Hua thought he understood Teacher Lin and knew that he was a man who valued his reputation, and he certainly didn't want this news to get out.
Yu Hua had never thought of spreading the news, but the problem now was that he hadn’t gotten the manuscript yet, and he was still not at ease!
Teacher Lin has crossed over to writing martial arts novels, but he doesn’t have much experience. What if “The World’s Number One” turns out to be a failure?
"Nine Provinces Heroes" is on such a good upward trend right now, it would be a shame if this happened.
Anyway, the novel has to be written, and the sooner I finish it, the sooner I can feel at ease. The longer I delay, the more likely problems will arise.
Yu Hua writes novels himself, and he knows all the twists and turns involved.
Don't ever believe the nonsense that slow work produces fine work. If writers could produce good works by just taking their time, they would all be great writers.
It's all about who writes slower.
As the saying goes, a short pain is worse than a long one. A well will not produce oil without pressure, and a person will feel light without pressure. Now the situation has changed. I am the editor-in-chief and Teacher Lin is just an author. I must urge him to submit his manuscript.
When Yu Hua thought about standing in front of Lin Weimin and urging him to submit his manuscripts in a condescending manner, he couldn't help but burst into laughter, which puzzled the other colleagues in the office.
After get off work in the evening, Yu Hua waited at the door of the building early. When he saw Lin Weimin coming down from upstairs, he immediately went up to him.
"Teacher Lin, hehe..."
Yu Hua's obscene smile made Lin Weimin feel nauseous. He frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"
"As for Xiao Zuanfeng, you have to hurry up and urge him. I think he is a very efficient writer. If he puts in some effort, he should be able to finish the novel in a month or so."
Lin Weimin looked Yu Hua up and down with a look of suspicion.
Yu Hua said calmly, "Well, please tell me what I want to say. I'll leave first."
After saying this, he was about to run away.
Unexpectedly, a voice came from behind, "Yu Hua, wait for me!"
Yu Hua turned around and saw Tong Zhonggui running towards him, waving his hand.
His good mood just now suddenly became depressed, and a sentence inexplicably floated through his mind.
When will the cycle of revenge end?
Having this disease is so damn painful. Medicine is useless and you can only endure it.
(End of this chapter)
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