Chapter 868: Finally Became Mrs. Niu
The Internet Creative Writing Competition was an idea that Lin Weimin came up with on the spur of the moment after watching "The First Close Contact", but he was very meticulous in its execution.
From the initial website construction, the announcement after the launch, to the online and offline promotion and the formulation of the selection and organization rules, President Lin’s will has been fully implemented.
As for Editor-in-Chief Cheng, who was initially appointed by President Lin to organize and implement this Internet Creative Writing Competition, he was given a warning by President Lin and his participation in the organization of the competition was cancelled because he was passive and lazy during the work process.
Of course, the tough job of selection still has to be left to him. This is not President Lin's retaliation, but it is indeed the job of Editor-in-Chief Cheng!
But unfortunately, Old Cheng has now learned to be sneaky and cunning. When Lin Weimin arrived at the community early in the morning, he was nowhere to be seen.
I asked my subordinates and they said he went to attend the book festival.
A few days ago, the 4th Yenching Book Festival opened. The book festival lasted for 10 days and was co-organized by the Yenching Municipal Party Committee, Municipal Government and other departments. There were more than 400 participating units and the venue was Ditan Park.
The Guowen Publishing House is located in Yenching, so of course it cannot miss such a grand event and has been the guest of honor at the book festival for four consecutive years.
It's not impossible for Lao Cheng, as the leader of the publishing house, to attend the Book Festival, but the problem is that it's a Book Festival. It's okay if you go on the opening day, but it's been held for almost a week. What's the point of you still going?
Lin Weimin knew with his ass that the old man must be slacking off again. He couldn't help but think of Old Tan's state before he retired. It was exactly the same.
It’s not that the old people have become lazy, it’s that the lazy people have become old!
It was not until the afternoon that Old Cheng, who had disappeared for most of the day, sneaked back to the Chinese Literature Society. He wanted to sign in and go home, but he was caught by Lin Weimin unexpectedly.
"How is the review of the manuscript for the creative writing competition going?"
As soon as they met, Lin Weimin began to exert pressure.
"We have just started, there are not that many manuscripts to review! Anyway, there is still a lot of time, I will let Xiaotian and others sort them out first, and review them once a week."
The Guowen Society's Internet Creative Writing Competition lasts for one month. Comrade Lao Cheng has been the president for many years, and he has a method for being lazy. It is difficult for Lin Weimin to embarrass him.
Seeing that Lin Weimin looked unhappy and seemed to want to find fault, Lao Cheng changed the subject and said, "Hey, I participated in the book festival today and many books in the club are very popular with booksellers and readers. Some readers even gave feedback and hoped that we would organize activities to let these writers make their debut. Especially the book "First Close Contact", which is really popular now, and readers are very interested in the author of this book."
"Well...you can arrange it later."
"Okay, no problem."
Old Cheng readily agreed, then looked at his watch, "Oh, it's almost five o'clock. Well, I'll leave first if nothing else."
After saying this, he rushed out of the office without waiting for Lin Weimin's reaction. From behind, he looked like a college student who left early.
Lin Weimin glanced at his watch. It was half past four. This was probably what they called rounding off.
The next morning, Lin Weimin did not go to the unit, but drove directly to the Ministry of Radio, Film and Television.
"Oh, what a rare guest! Why didn't you tell me you were coming?" As soon as Tian Congming saw Lin Weimin, a warm smile appeared on his face.
"I told you in advance, what if you run away again?"
Tian Congming laughed and said, "Brother, you are really good at joking. I can't wait to see you."
Lin Weimin snorted coldly and did not respond.
After a few casual words, Tian Congming seemed to be in a good mood.
A few days ago, Guangming Daily published a report titled "Domestic Film Market Continues to Prosper". The article analyzed the development situation of the domestic film market this year and expressed a positive and optimistic view.
The film reform has continued for five years this year. Tian Congming has finally seen some good signs, and it is understandable that he is happy.
But when Lin Weimin saw that he had been talking about the film market for a long time but had never mentioned "Hero", he immediately understood.
This old guy is planning to default on his debt!
"Old Tian, you're being disrespectful!" Lin Weimin decided to get straight to the point. "What did you tell me when we were working on Hero?"
After Lin Weimin said this, Tian Congming couldn't play dumb anymore. "Hey, don't be anxious. I know what you're here for, but things have to be done one step at a time."
"Then give me a definite answer. When can it be done?"
"This...will take some time!" Tian Congming's tone was vague, just like the conditions he agreed to.
Lin Weimin glared at him, "You want to default on your debt? Old Tian, we are all old friends. It's meaningless if you do this!"
"Look at you, you get angry after just a few words. I said it's hard to say, but I didn't say it can't be done. Isn't it being pushed forward? If I tell you a time point now and it's not done by then, then I'm deceiving you!"
"Don't try to play tricks on me. I don't know the character of you bureaucrats. I'm telling you, if you don't solve this problem for me today, I won't leave."
Lin Weimin's face was filled with anger, and he cursed: "Which grandson discussed with me to let me make a blockbuster movie? Did you promise me the film distribution license? Now that the movie is released, it has achieved great box office and reputation, and you, as a leader, have also made achievements, and you want to turn your back on me, right?"
Tian Congming quickly stood up from behind his desk and came over to hold Lin Weimin, "Hey! Keep your voice down, you look like a dog, don't you? I didn't say I wouldn't give you the film distribution license, why are you so anxious?"
Lin Weimin shook his hand away. "Am I the one who is impatient? You are the one who is immoral! You promised it well at the beginning, but now that the conditions have been met, you start to make excuses. What's the matter? Do you think that I, Lin Weimin, am easy to bully? Why don't you go out and ask around..."
Tian Congming had a headache. "I know. Who doesn't know your reputation as a troublemaker? Hey, I didn't say I wouldn't do it for you. Can I still lie to you about this? The license issuance is indeed still in progress. If it can be done now, why shouldn't I give it to you? It really takes time, my dear brother, my dear brother, you have to understand me."
Seeing that Tian Congming had given in, Lin Weimin's tone softened a little, "Then tell me, when can the license issue be finalized? If you continue to play it safe like you did just now, don't blame me for turning my back on you."
Tian Congming sighed, "You really don't understand me at all."
"I understand you, but who understands me? Who invested 100 million to make the first domestic blockbuster? It was me, our Guowen Press. If we are not careful, this 100 million will be wasted! In exchange for a film distribution license for you, isn't it worth it?"
"It's worth it, it's worth it, I didn't say it's not worth it!" Tian Congming hesitated and said, "In the spring, when the matter is settled next spring, I will be the first to issue you the license."
"Another half a year?" Lin Weimin said impatiently.
"Don't you have to have a time for everything?" Tian Congming saw that he was a little dissatisfied, so he said, "Well, I'll give you something extra."
"What extra?"
Tian Congming said: "Recently, the department is planning to build a film script planning center. How about you become a consultant?"
Lin Weimin glanced over and said, "Are you giving me extra work? You are treating me like a laborer!"
"As a consultant, you don't have to do any work, you just have a name. Let me tell you, our center has a lot of responsibilities.
Planning and coordinating national film themes, organizing and planning key films, acquiring excellent film scripts, collecting and summarizing script theme information and script creation dynamics information, building a national archive of professional and amateur drama talent, connecting local film studios, organizing film script creation seminars, training, and hosting the Xia Yan Film Literature Award.
Tian Congming said a lot of things in one breath. At first, Lin Weimin didn't take it too seriously, but as he listened, his expression became serious.
It would be quite interesting if this film script planning center could really be involved in so many tasks as Tian Congming said.
According to Tian Congming, shouldn't the Film Script Planning and Design Center become an information hub for national film literature creation, a home for film screenwriters, or even a bridge of communication between film script writers and the market?
Of course, Lin Weimin is not that naive. He talks big but many of his policies are shit when it comes to implementation.
This thing doesn’t mean much to Lin Weimin, but it can allow Wenhua Film and Television to participate, which has many benefits.
"I won't participate. Please ask Wenhua to participate more in the activities of the participation center."
"No problem." Tian Congming agreed readily.
Then he asked for credit: "How is it? Brother treats you well, right?"
Lin Weimin smiled brightly, "Old Tian, we have a great relationship! Look at you, you never forget me, your brother, no matter what happens."
"That's right."
The two of them had smiles on their faces, smiling like two old foxes.
A few days later, during lunch, Lin Weimin heard Lao Cheng say that he had invited the author of "First Intimate Contact", Pi Zi Cai, to Yenching.
Lin Weimin was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Lao Cheng was so efficient.
"Well, there will be a reader meeting at Haohai Building tomorrow, you can go over there." Old Cheng said to Lin Weimin.
"What am I going to do?"
"To support the occasion! The best-selling works in the publishing house this year are your "Don't Knock on the Door Tomorrow" and Pizi Cai's "First Intimate Contact". One of you is traditional and the other is trendy. It will be interesting to see you talk to each other."
Am I traditional?
Lin Weimin was dazed for a long time, feeling as confused as if he was being washed onto the beach by the waves behind him without realizing it.
"No!" His inner self-esteem drove him to blurt out a rejection of Lao Cheng.
"Don't worry, I've already found the reporter. I'll also promote our Chinese Literature Society's Internet Creative Writing Competition. How can you not go? This is all for the work of the society!"
Lin Weimin was as disgusting as if he had eaten a fly. What Lao Cheng was saying now were all his words!
The next morning, it was almost eleven o'clock, and it suddenly rained heavily in Yanjing.
When Lin Weimin drove to Haohai Building, the building had just opened and readers who had come to participate in the event despite the heavy rain had already gathered at the door.
After entering the building, I saw a sign at the entrance to the second floor with information about today's activities.
The event was held in a corner of the bookstore on the second floor, with a row of long tables and dozens of folding chairs. The area was not large, but the level of the event was not low.
As soon as Lin Weimin came in, he saw several reporters, one of whom he knew, Han Xiaohui from Guangming Daily.
"Teacher Lin!" Han Xiaohui stood up and greeted Lin Weimin. The other two reporters also stood up and said hello.
"You guys sit down, you guys sit down, thank you for your hard work, you have to make this trip on a rainy day."
"It's not hard. We are also very interested in Pizi Cai. I heard that he is a writer from Taiwan and a doctor?" Han Xiaohui asked curiously.
It’s obviously a movie about three people, so I don’t deserve to have a name?
Lin Weimin complained in his heart.
Today he once again deeply felt what it means to "the new ones welcome the old ones and abandon the lotus in the palm of your hand, and the thorn in the eye", what it means to "only look at the waves behind and the waves in front, and realize that the new ones replace the old ones", and what it means to "the waves behind push the waves in front, and the new ones replace the old ones in the floating world".
"Yes, he studied water conservancy. An engineering student is good at writing. His first book is so popular. He is very talented!"
Lin Weimin said this with a smile, but his heart was bleeding.
Teacher Lin has been popular in the literary world for so many years, but has he ever been treated like this?
The little sweet girl back then eventually became Mrs. Niu!
The second update today will be later. My child is sick. We went to the hospital until late at night. He was diagnosed with pneumonia. The child suffered, and my wife and I were almost exhausted.
(End of this chapter)
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