Chapter 298 People think we are worthless!
In the Peking University dormitory, Li Ye was writing a manuscript in front of the window when Sun Xianjin came over and placed a stack of application forms in front of him.
"Brother Yi, take a look at these applications to join the company and see if there is any that satisfies you."
Li Ye pinched the thickness of the application and said with a smile: "It's only been a few days, how come there are so many again? Didn't they post a notice that they would not recruit new people this year?"
Because of the incident of "The Lone Soldier Looking Back at Hometown", the Lone Soldier Literary Society received a large number of applications from students to join the society, so Li Ye had to post a notice that he would not recruit new members this year, but now it seems that it doesn't work.
"What if the announcement works? What do we need dollars for? What do we need movie stars for?"
Sun Xianjin lay down on the bed next to him and said weakly, "You have been hiding away in peace these days, but I have suffered.
They are all as wise as Kong Ming and talented as generals. It seems that if I don't allow them to join the society today, they will be locked up tomorrow to reflect deeply on what heinous crime they have committed.
But once you look at what they write, they are not much better than my dad. If we accept them, it will just be an extra cent."
"What do you mean by quiet time?" Li Ye said with a smile, "I am just trying to calm down and find inspiration. Do you understand inspiration?"
"I understand inspiration, but I don't understand your inspiration."
Sun Xianjin turned over and looked at Li Ye with both admiration and helplessness, saying: "We have known each other for more than a year, and I have never seen you lack inspiration. As long as you want it, it feels like taking a ladle and scooping it out of your brain, one scoop at a time, one scoop at a time."
“.”
"You're scooping water one ladle at a time. Do you think you're scooping water from a water tank?"
Li Ye scolded with a smile, then said: "Don't complain. Although you have been busy and tired in the literature club these days, you have gained a lot, right? Just your eloquence is improving day by day."
"Can't you grow up? You keep whining with a bunch of people all day and drink two big jars of water a day."
Sun Xianjin complained again, and then said, "By the way, brother, there is one more thing. Since the day before yesterday, those actors have not come to discuss the script with us.
The fourth and seventh brothers were still complaining today, saying that you neglected them and that everyone didn’t have time to have in-depth exchanges with them. They didn’t know if there would be opportunities for exchanges in the future.”
The first brother Zhou Zhihe and the seventh brother Ge Linshen were both students who participated in the writing of "Homesickness". This time, Pan Hong, Xiao Nie, and screenwriters from the Shanghai Film Studio came to exchange scripts, and the two of them cooperated with great enthusiasm.
It’s just that beautiful girls like Pan Hong and Xiao Nie have seen countless boys who admire them since childhood, so they can naturally see the hormonal sparks in the eyes of the two.
So after not seeing Li Ye for a few days, he naturally stopped coming.
Li Ye couldn't help but say, "Don't they know how to be annoying? You should talk to the screenwriter about the script. Why do you spend all day chatting with the actress?"
Sun Xianjin curled his lips and said, "It's only effective if you say it. If I say it, Old Four and Old Seven will get angry with me. They have used half a box of hair oil these days and even borrowed my pants. They are so showy."
"It's no use being so showy," Li Ye pushed the application form aside and said, "People from the film studio probably won't come again, just tell them to give up!
If you have that intention, you should improve your major courses. Last semester, the fourth student almost failed, right? "
Sun Xianjin asked in surprise: "Not coming? Why? Did you receive a notice?"
Li Ye said calmly: "Maybe they feel they don't need us anymore!"
After several days of secret competition, several film studios finally confronted Pei Wencong and revealed their final bottom line.
Pei Wencong has also formed a film and television team and started formal cooperation negotiations. So how much value is left for Li Ye as a "middleman"?
Sun Xianjin was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "That's fine. Our main task is still literary creation. The literature club has been so noisy these days, who has the energy to write?"
"We'll have a meeting in the evening to discuss the next arrangements."
"Okay! I'll go inform everyone right away."
. . . . . .
In the evening, Li Ye came to the Gujun Literary Society and unexpectedly found that Director Xiong from Changan Film Studio was also there.
Li Ye asked doubtfully: "Director Xiong, what's the matter?"
Director Xiong smiled and said, "It's nothing. The factory just sent some local specialties. I thought I've been bothering you guys so much these days, so I brought some over for everyone to try."
It was at this time that Li Ye noticed that there were two large linen bags behind Director Xiong, filled with something unknown.
"No, Director Xiong, you are too polite!" Li Ye said with a smile, "We haven't been able to help much these days. You are making us feel so embarrassed."
"What do you mean you didn't help? You helped us a lot by writing the novel."
Director Xiong sighed and said very honestly, "No matter who is going to shoot "Homeland" this time, won't Chang'an City still be in the movie in the end?"
"We can't compete with the coastal areas now, but once the movie is released, won't everyone know that Chang'an was also glorious more than a thousand years ago?"
Li Ye nodded slowly and said, "Yes, Chang'an was once the greatest and most prosperous city in the world."
“Yeah, that’s it!”
Director Xiong slapped his thigh and said happily: "So, as long as this movie starts shooting, we won't lose money anyway."
Li Ye smiled and said, "It's not a loss."
"Then I'm leaving. Here's my phone number and address. Please look for me when you get to Chang'an. Also, our factory has agreed to send local specialties to the literature club every year. They're not worth much, so please don't despise them."
Director Xiong grinned, turned around and said goodbye.
Li Ye asked Sun Xianjin and others to open the sacks and found that they were full of side dishes such as walnuts, dates, and dried chicken.
Don't underestimate these little things. In 1983, we were far from having sufficient supplies.
Want some egg yolk pie? Want some Oreos?
What the hell are you thinking about?
It’s a real treat to have snacks like walnuts and dates to eat.
. . . . . . .
"We are meeting today to discuss two things. The first is the recruitment of new members for the literature club. From now on, we will only recruit five new members each year. The rest of the people can join, but we will not accept applications, only portfolios. Let them bring out their own published works."
Neither Li Huaisheng nor Yang Yumin came today. This was the first time that Li Ye presided over a meeting of the Literature Society, and right from the start he set a strict rule that would offend people.
These days, so many people want to join the literary society, and naturally they have to ask for help from people like Sun Xianjin and Zhou Zhihe. These meritorious officials feel that they have some face and always want to plead for them with Li Ye, which makes him very annoyed.
Now Li Ye directly asked them to "let their works speak for themselves", on the one hand to "shut everyone up", and on the other hand to emphasize who is the boss.
There can only be one boss in a literary club. Don't treat Li Ye as a cadre.
More than a dozen people had different expressions, and obviously they all had their own thoughts, but in the end no one dared to talk to Li Ye.
The basis for a boss to show off his power is to have ability. The pocket money in everyone's pocket is the real proof of Li Ye's ability.
Seeing that no one had any objection, Li Ye threw out a few more pages of thin manuscript paper, on which were written a few big words - "The Twelve Hours in Chang'an".
"Second, this is the outline of my new novel. Divide into several groups to collect historical materials, enrich the characters, and also try to write a film and television script."
“.”
There was a moment of silence in the literature club, and more than a dozen people looked at the few thin pages of manuscript paper.
Then, just like cold water falling into hot oil, there was a "sizzling" sound and everything became lively.
"Wow, are we going to make a movie again? Damn, if this continues, we're going to take away Beijing Electric's job!"
"It's only been a few days! Li Ye, you have a new inspiration? Do you have any secrets? How about accepting me as your apprentice?"
"Come on! I haven't even become your disciple yet! Besides, can you learn this inspiration stuff? Do you know why everyone in our dormitory calls Li Ye 'Brother No. 1'? He is the only one!"
“.”
“Beep, beep, beep~”
Li Ye knocked on the table, and when everyone was quiet, he asked, "Then who thinks they can write the main story?"
Everyone was stunned, and someone asked, "Isn't the editor-in-chief Lao Yang?"
Li Ye shook his head and said, "I asked, but he didn't have time."
Li Ye did ask Yang Yumin, but that guy became arrogant after he had money in his pocket. Not only did he buy a courtyard house, he also disappeared all day and flatly refused the job of chief editor.
Everyone looked at each other for a moment, and then all looked at Li Ye.
Yang Yumin’s writing is very good, but your Seven-inch Blade is not bad either! If you don’t write the main article, who will?
Li Ye is also very busy. He is now in his sophomore year and the courses are much more difficult than those in his freshman year. He doesn't want to end up having to retake exams.
In addition, after his elder sister Li Yue came to Beijing, Li Ye always had to take care of her and teach her. There was also a large number of manufacturing construction plans that required him to plan and strategize. If he were to write a new novel, it would affect his love affair with Wen Leyu.
"I'm very busy recently, please consider it! From now on, the distribution ratio of the manuscript fee will follow the previous practice, and the main writer will get more money."
"That's all for today, the meeting is adjourned."
Li Ye left cleanly and neatly, leaving a group of classmates looking at each other in bewilderment.
At the beginning, Li Ye instructed Yang Yumin and Li Huaisheng to insist that the school set a distribution ratio for withheld royalties in order to form a "routine" in the future.
Otherwise, this big pot meal will fall apart sooner or later.
Now that everyone sees the big pocket money that the editor-in-chief has, and there's a chance that they might get it, everyone forgets about their own weight and is tempted.
However, before they could find Li Ye to recommend themselves, Cheng Yaojin suddenly appeared.
The next afternoon, when Li Ye was about to go find Wen Leyu for dinner after class, his homeroom teacher Mu Yuning stopped him.
This semester, Mu Yuning changed his "nanny-style" working style from last semester and became elusive. Li Ye had only seen him once at the beginning of the school year and didn't even have the chance to ask her about going to the lighthouse.
This reminded Li Ye of his college class teacher in his previous life, whom he only met twice per semester. His main approach was to let his children do whatever they wanted.
"Teacher Mu, do you want to talk to me about something?"
Li Ye thought about how he had been absolutely law-abiding and not causing any trouble during this period of time, so he couldn't guess what Mu Yuning wanted to talk to him about.
Mu Yuning didn't say anything and handed Li Ye a few literary magazines.
"Here are some of my previously published works. Please check to see if they meet the admission criteria."
Li Ye looked at Mu Yuning in surprise for several seconds and asked, "Teacher Mu, do you want to join our literature club?"
Mu Yuning nodded without saying a word.
Li Ye thought about it and asked again: "Teacher Mu, can I know why?"
Mu Yuning said: "To make money, I want to try to be the main writer of your new novel."
Li Ye: “.”
(End of this chapter)
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