Chapter 93: The Cliff is a Hit
Some people are like-minded, such as Lin Weimin and Shi Tiesheng. Some people are like-minded, such as Lin Weimin and Qu Xiaowei.
It's just their temper. For a young man like him who is honest, kind, brave and resolute, Lin Weimin can only blame the problem on Qu Xiaowei.
In order to make up for the damage done to his image by Qu Xiaowei, Lin Weimin went to his house for a dinner.
Qu Xiaowei's parents were both small leaders in the cultural department. They had often heard their son mention Lin Weimin's name and had read his novels. They showed great welcome to his arrival, which made Qu Xiaowei feel a little jealous.
When seeing Lin Weimin off after dinner, he did not forget to say something ambiguous, "He is a great writer after all, and he will be treated differently wherever he goes."
"Look at how envious and jealous you are!"
Qu Xiaowei glared at Lin Weimin fiercely, his eyes fixed on the bag in his hand.
"I've never seen anyone go to someone else's house to eat on New Year's Day and take the food with him."
Lin Weimin argued: "I am just doing good things. Besides, don't you know Zheng Guo?"
"Okay, got it." Qu Xiaowei waved his hands impatiently. This was a very plausible excuse he had come up with.
Lin Weimin brought the sumptuous meal from Qu Xiaowei's family back to the Chinese Literature Society, but Zheng Guo was already starving.
"I say, you didn't wait in the dormitory for a whole day, did you?" Lin Weimin asked, looking at Zheng Guo's face that looked like a starving ghost.
Zheng Guo raised his head from his busy food and said, "That's impossible. I went to the front building to have a bite to eat at noon."
Lin Weimin said helplessly: "You are really good."
"Ah! You know my conditions..."
Zheng Guo started to talk about the same old things again. It's really like a child without a mother. It's a long story.
Lin Weimin felt that his life experience was pitiful enough, but he was not like Zheng Guo, who talked about it every day.
He also knew that this kid was just trying to gain sympathy and take advantage of this.
Zheng Guo has the shortcoming of loving to take advantage of others, but he also has advantages. Whenever anyone living on the third floor has a problem, big or small, he will always be the first to go and help.
Because of this, everyone always turns a blind eye to his taking advantage of others.
As a human being, who is without flaws?
After eating everything Lin Weimin brought back, Zheng Guo didn't leave anything and his stomach was full.
"Burp..." He held on and burped, saying, "Weimin, let me read your new novel and learn from it!"
Lin Weimin handed him the manuscript and said, "Be careful."
"Don't worry."
After Zheng Guo left, Lin Weimin tidied up the house. He looked at the time and ran to the mail room in the front building, where there was someone on duty every night.
"Uncle Zhai!"
"Weimin, what's the matter?"
"Nothing, I just want to listen to the radio."
The radio belongs to Uncle Zhai. It’s the only hobby the old man has.
"Listen."
"Can your radio receive Liaodong Radio?" Lin Weimin asked.
"Sure!" Uncle Zhai waved his hand, "Sit here, I'll adjust it for you."
Some time ago, Liaodong People’s Broadcasting Station called and said it wanted to broadcast "The Cliff". Lin Weimin agreed at the time and didn’t take it too seriously.
It was the program editor Liu Baoxiang who called him again and told him that the program would be broadcast on the first day of the Lunar New Year. As for his royalties, they were already on the way and would probably arrive after the New Year.
It was just fifty yuan, so Lin Weimin didn't take it seriously.
Lin Weimin sat down and watched Uncle Zhai turn the knob of the radio. The crackling noise turned into a clear and melodious female voice.
"Liaodong People's Radio Station, now is the time for continuous novel broadcasts. Dear listeners, starting from today at this time, we will continuously broadcast the novel "The Cliff", written by Lin Weimin, and narrated by Wang Gang..."
After the female voice introduced the program, a bright and attractive voice immediately followed, "It was the winter of 1938, in Northeast China..."
Lin Weimin didn't pay much attention when he first heard the introduction. It was only after the male voice narrating the novel had been speaking for almost two minutes that he reacted.
Isn’t this Heshen!
No wonder this voice sounds so familiar.
Lin Weimin didn't know that the actor Wang Gang whom he met later in life was not actually an actor at first.
Wang Gang joined the Jichun Provincial Military Region Art Troupe in 1969. In 1977, he broadcast the novel "The Gadfly" for China Central People's Broadcasting Station. He is now considered a celebrity in the domestic radio novel broadcasting circle.
A few years later, he would join the ranks of hosts, and it was not until the 1990s that he entered the field of actor and became famous through the TV series "Prime Minister Liu Luoguo".
Lin Weimin couldn't help but smile as he listened to the broadcast on the radio. It was really interesting.
Otherwise, why do people say that entertainment is a circle?
"Weimin, this is the novel you wrote, right?" Uncle Zhai asked while listening to the radio.
Lin Weimin nodded, "Yes. A while ago, Liaodong called and said they wanted to broadcast it on the radio, and it was broadcast today!"
Uncle Zhai said, "Oh, yes, I remember now. There was such a call, and I was the one who answered it at that time."
Uncle Zhai said happily: "You are really good. There are many writers in our company who can write works, but there has never been anyone as old as you."
Lin Weimin said politely: "It's all luck."
After listening to the broadcast for a while, Lin Weimin stood up and said goodbye to Uncle Zhai.
"Why don't you listen for a while?"
"No, Master Zhai, please go ahead and do your work. See you tomorrow."
Back in the dormitory, no conversation lasted the whole night.
The next day was the second day of the Chinese New Year. Lin Weimin was not idle and went to visit his acquaintances in Yanjing City.
There were leaders and teachers from the Institute of Literature, as well as leaders and colleagues from the Chinese Literature Society. Many of them were a little surprised by Lin Weimin's visit.
But this is how people get along with each other. If you respect me one inch, I will respect you one yard. Everyone welcomes Lin Weimin's arrival.
During the conversation, everyone also talked about "Eighteen Years in the Enemy Camp" which was broadcast by CCTV on the first day of the Lunar New Year. In the history of Chinese TV dramas, "Eighteen Years in the Enemy Camp" is a TV drama that cannot be avoided.
It was the first domestically produced long-form TV series in China and was warmly welcomed by people across the country as soon as it was broadcast.
However, what people talked about the most was "The Cliff" which was broadcast on Liaodong People's Radio Station. It can be seen that the radio broadcast did bring great popularity to this novel.
At this time, the number of television sets in the country is less than five million, and the penetration rate is far lower than that of radio. Naturally, the audience for novel broadcasts is far greater than that for TV dramas.
It was with this favorable trend that "The Cliff" became a household story across the country overnight.
Everything happened so fast that Lin Weimin didn't even have time to react.
On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, a call from Liaodong People’s Broadcasting Station came to Guowen Publishing House again.
(End of this chapter)
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