Chapter 75 Rising Star
Lin Weimin had not expected that Knives Out would be published so smoothly in Ellery Queen's Mystery Magazine, the largest mystery magazine in the United States. The royalties were considered unexpected wealth.
I spent more than 80 yuan to treat a few foreigners to dinner, and I had a little over 2,600 yuan left.
Including the original 5,000 yuan, the total is 7,600 yuan.
The budget for purchasing a courtyard house is now much more sufficient.
Time flies and it is the end of the month. The work pace of the "Contemporary" editorial department has suddenly accelerated.
January is coming soon, and the first bimonthly issue of Contemporary will be on the market after the revision. From now on, Contemporary will change from four issues per year to six issues per year, and the content published will increase by 50%, so the workload of the editorial department will naturally increase.
Fortunately, the personnel transfer in the company was very timely.
Yang Kuangman, Guo Baochen, He Jia, Wang Jianguo, Chen Guanqing, and Feng Xiaxiong were transferred from various departments of the publishing house one after another. In addition, there was Zhang Zhonge who was transferred from "October" and Bai Shurong who was transferred from the School of Languages.
Together with the original editors Meng Weizai, Qin Zhaoyang, Rong Shihui, Liu Yin, He Qizhi, Zhu Shengchang, Yao Shuzhi, Lin Weimin and others, the staff of the Contemporary editorial department more than doubled in an instant.
The editorial department suddenly became lively, but as Qin Chaoyang said, with more colleagues, Lin Weimin's work did not become easier.
Who made him the last one to enter the unit and the one with the least experience?
Fortunately, Lin Weimin has now adapted to the work content of the editorial department and goes to work as usual every day.
That afternoon, Lin Weimin was opening letters and sighing again.
Opening letters is not scary, but replying to them is. The pile of letters from readers in the office is almost higher than the table. I don’t know when I can get back to the old days.
"Sister Yao, please help me!" Lin Weimin pleaded with Xiao Yao.
Xiao Yao gave a perfunctory smile, "I'm busy too!"
What the hell are you busy with? Do you think I don't know that those ghosts under your command haven't written anything decent in this period of time?
Under Lin Weimin's gaze, Xiao Yao finally compromised and came over to pick up a pile of letters, muttering: "I'm also very busy, I'll just help you this afternoon!"
That’s more like it!
With the two of them dividing the work, they were able to open and reply to the letters much faster.
After a long time, Lin Weimin's eyes were almost tired from writing, when suddenly a letter of submission caught his eye.
"This name..." Lin Weimin muttered to himself as he looked at the name on the envelope.
"What's wrong?" Xiao Yao asked when he heard his voice.
"nothing."
Lin Weimin did not register the information in the manuscript as usual, but directly read the contents of the manuscript.
"This hospital, like this building, has a history of 60 years. Now all the interns and trainees in the hospital are crowded upstairs. Downstairs is the hospital nursery, which is across the road from the morgue..."
Ever since Lin Weimin took over the task of registering letters from amateur writers in the editorial department, he had hoped to discover a few names that would be familiar to future generations among these letters.
Such a long time passed, and there was no familiar name, so Lin Weimin gradually gave up hope.
For any industry, the names that are familiar to the public must be the small group of people at the top of the pyramid. This is probably how Lin Weimin understands later writers.
So he knew very well how difficult it was to find a familiar name among thousands of letters.
But Lin Weimin never expected that he would actually discover a familiar name today.
The submission he was reading was a short story, not very long, and Lin Weimin finished reading it in only about twenty minutes.
The idea is good, but the writing is immature, and it is obvious that the author is just starting out.
This was the level of great writers back then!
Lin Weimin couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
"Ouch!" Xiao Yao suddenly groaned. Lin Weimin looked over and saw her stretching.
Seeing Lin Weimin's gaze, she said impatiently, "When will these letters be finished?"
Lin Weimin joked: "When you become Grandma Yao, you won't have to do these jobs anymore."
His words were obviously meant to attack the other seniors in the office. Liu Yin said, "Lin Weimin, you are just making indirect accusations!"
"Don't talk nonsense. Why am I criticizing someone?" Lin Weimin looked aggrieved.
Liu Yin glared at him fiercely, and everyone in the office burst into laughter.
Xiao Yao, no, I have a name now. Yao Shuzhi sat for a long time, got up to stretch her muscles, walked to Lin Weimin's side, saw him reading the letter submission, and asked, "Is this manuscript of good quality?"
"No."
"Then why did you fancy it first?"
"Is it okay for me to take a look?"
Yao Shuzhi felt something was wrong. She looked at Lin Weimin suspiciously and picked up the manuscript on the table with concern, "Let me take a look."
What I mean is, is there still some basic trust between people?
Lin Weimin looked at Yao Shuzhi helplessly.
After a few minutes, Yao Shuzhi threw the manuscript back to her before she had finished reading it. The quality was indeed not good and she had worried too much.
"People's hearts are no longer the same as they used to be!" Lin Weimin said in a sarcastic tone, earning a cold stare from Yao Shuzhi.
But she was in the wrong after all, so she didn't argue.
The manuscript was still lying on the table. Lin Weimin picked it up and looked at it several times, feeling a little regretful. The quality did not meet the standards of Contemporary Magazine.
Even if he wants to use it, he won't be able to get past the editor-in-chief!
After thinking about it, Lin Weimin felt that he couldn't let go of this good seedling. He had to tie this guy down, so he decided to write a letter to the other party.
"…I am Lin Weimin, an editor in the editorial department of Contemporary. I have received your letter. The quality of your manuscript is acceptable, but it has not yet reached the standard for Contemporary magazine…
I am looking forward to your next submission. I believe that with your writing ability and talent, your work will soon be published in Contemporary China. I look forward to meeting you in the editorial office."
Final signature: Lin Weimin, December 27, 1980.
Lin Weimin wrote two pages in a very eloquent manner.
First, tell the other party that the manuscript cannot be used, but this is not the point.
The key point is to highlight that Lin Weimin, the editor with a keen eye for talent, chose him from the vast number of submissions at a glance. When Lin Weimin saw his work, he couldn't help but think of his own immaturity when he first submitted his work.
Although his works still have many shortcomings, there is a sense of spirituality between the lines, and he is a good seedling worth cultivating.
Finally, I encourage the other party not to be discouraged after receiving the rejection letter. If he has patience, he can choose to revise the manuscript according to the editor's comments and submit it again.
Lin Weimin admired his own handwriting. Well, it was good, with a bit of masterly style.
Lin Weimin was a little excited thinking that he would soon be the one to train a future great writer.
(End of this chapter)
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