Literary Master 1978

The graduation ceremony of Yan'an University was one day later than that of Yan'an Normal University. The ceremony started at nine o'clock in the morning and ended at 10:30.

After the ceremony, the students finally got the assignment letters they had longed for. Just like yesterday at Yanzhou Normal University, some were happy and some were sad.

No matter how the students feel, their college career is over after all. Starting tomorrow, they will go their separate ways and scatter around the world. Naturally, they are full of sadness about parting.

After the students from the Class of ’77 in the Chinese Department shared their respective assignments, some of them were already preparing to pack their luggage.

Suddenly someone suggested, "We should go to the fifth hospital to say goodbye to the teachers."

"How about we write something."

Everyone brainstormed and soon a affectionate farewell letter was born.

The students took this farewell letter to the Chinese Department office and posted it on the wall in the corridor.

Many people were moved when they saw the words written with a brush on the wall. In their excitement, Zhang Yaozhong read it loudly.

"Farewell Teacher": Goodbye, dear teacher!

We shouted this 'goodbye' very reluctantly, yet so solemnly. We know that many people have shouted this before. After this, many people will shout like this.

But we can’t help but stubbornly believe that our ‘goodbye’ contains the richest and deepest emotions, because – we love you so much…”

The loud reading alarmed the teachers in the office. Some people stuck their heads out of the office to check the situation, and some walked out to watch the fun.

Listening to the emotional recitation, these teachers had happy smiles on their faces.

At this moment, the students saw Yang Hui walking out of the office. With his years of prestige, the students saw him like a mouse seeing a cat, and they hurriedly pulled Zhang Yaozhong.

Zhang Yaozhong, whose mindfulness was rising, was interrupted by the crowd. He looked at his classmates with an unhappy expression, and then followed their eyes to see Yang Hui, who had a serious face. The expression on his face suddenly froze, and he struggled with his eyes for a few seconds.

Then, he ran away!

Everyone was confused by his actions and came to say goodbye politely. Why are you running away?

Thinking like this, everyone has the instinct to follow the herd, especially when there is a person like Yang Hui standing not far away who makes them fear like a tiger.

As the second person followed Zhang Yaozhong's footsteps, like an avalanche, the students ran away like crazy, as if they had done something wrong, leaving the teachers who were originally happy looking confused.

What's going on? Aren't you here to say goodbye? Why did they all run away?

Yang Hui walked out of the office door and came to the wall where the farewell letter was posted. His eyes followed the place where Zhang Yaozhong stopped.

"...We are leaving, who says we won't take a piece of cloud with us? Your hard work has been integrated into our lives, no matter where we go.

All students in Grade 7 and 7 of the Chinese Department (Signature) January 9, 1982. "

After reading the content of the farewell letter, Yang Hui's usually cold expression softened a bit.

These little bastards want to stir up trouble before they leave!

A group of people ran out of the Chinese Department office. Chen Jiangong was the first to react and asked everyone, "What are you running for?"

"I ran away because I saw Yew Chung running away."

"Then why did you run?"

"I think the director looks bad."

"What are you afraid of him doing? We have already received our graduation certificates!"

"If you're not afraid, don't run!"

Everyone complained to each other, regretting their cowardly behavior just now.

After the complaints were over, someone asked: "What are we going to do now?"

"Let's all disperse and say goodbye to the classmates and friends we know." Chen Jiangong suggested.

"That's fine."

As they spoke, everyone raised their feet and prepared to separate.

After walking for a while, Chen Jiangong found that there were still many people around him and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"I'm going to say goodbye to Chaoyang," Zhang Yaozhong said.

"What a coincidence, I also went to see him to say goodbye."

"Me too."

There were six or seven people in the group, all going to see Lin Chaoyang to say goodbye.

Everyone came to the library, and Lin Chaoyang had just returned from outside. Today was not only the graduation day for the 77th grade students, but also the graduation day for him, a correspondence undergraduate student in the library department.

Thinking that they would never see each other again, everyone greeted Lin Chaoyang very affectionately.

After everyone chatted for a while, Lin Chaoyang asked everyone about their graduation destinations.

Chen Jiangong was assigned to the Yanjing Literary and Art Association to become a professional writer, Liang Zuo went to the Department of Colleges and Universities of the Ministry of Education, Liu Zhida went to Guangming Daily, and Li Tong went to People's Daily...

The Class of ’77 students in the Department of Chinese Language and Literature of Yanjing University come from all over the country, but the ones with the best job assignments must be those students with registered permanent residence in Yanjing.

"Okay, okay, everyone has a bright future." Lin Chaoyang blessed everyone with a smile.

After chatting for a while, everyone was encouraged to go to dinner and went to the Changzheng Restaurant outside the south gate of the school with friends.

The farewell was imminent. After drinking too much, these people began to cry and laugh, and then left the restaurant under the disgusted eyes of the waiter.

After spending an afternoon fishing in the library, Lin Chaoyang got on his bicycle and headed outside the school when he got off work.

A group of graduates were sent off today, and the campus of Yanda has returned to normal without any changes.

No. 7 West Chang'an Street, Federation of Literary and Art Circles Building.

After get off work, Tao Yushu and Zhang Dening walked out of the building together, surrounded by employees who had finished work.

Arriving at the carport in the courtyard, Tao Yushu got on his motorcycle, said something to Zhang Dening, then got on the motorcycle and left the Cultural Affairs Bureau compound.

"Hey, Xiao Zhang, is that the new guy in your editorial department?"

Just as Zhang Dening was about to leave, Sister Qi Guirong, the deputy secretary-general of the Film Association next door, came over to chat with her.

"Yes, Yushu just graduated and just came to work today."

Sister Qi clicked her tongue and said, "I heard in the morning that a beautiful college student came to your editorial department. She is really beautiful."

Zhang Dening thought of Sister Qi's usual business scope and personal hobbies, and couldn't help but said: "Sister Qi, please don't pull strings. She has been married for several years."

Sister Qi looked at her angrily, "I'm just asking, look at you!"

Then she asked: "Are you really married?"

Zhang Dening said speechlessly: "It's really a knot."

Sister Qi couldn't help but look at Tao Yushu's back with regret, "Yes, such a beautiful girl is also a college student. She also rides a motorcycle, so her family must be in good condition. What does her lover do?"

"writer."

"Hey! You are a talented man and a beautiful woman. Are you famous?"

"famous."

"Who?"

"you guess!"

Sister Qi scolded: "Sister Jingna, am I interrupting?"

"Hey, I won't tease you anymore. Xu Lingjun, you know, right?"

Sister Qi looked surprised, "Is she his lover?"

"right."

Sister Qi asked again: "A writer and a student, how did they meet? Was it introduced by someone else?"

As soon as this issue was brought up, Zhang Dening's inner desire for gossip was ready to stir up, "It's a long story."

When Sister Qi heard this, she thought there was a story. She pulled Zhang Dening and was not in a hurry to get off work. "Come on, come and sit in my office."

Riding his motorcycle back to the Overseas Chinese Apartment, Tao Yushu rubbed his hands and went upstairs.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Zhu Changsheng sitting in the living room and said hello. Only then did he realize that Zhu Changsheng was here today to give Lin Chaoyang a sample book of "The Death of Van Gogh".

The cover of the book depicts a field of burning sunflowers. The blazing red and yellow colors blend together, revealing a strong artistic appeal.

"The design of this cover is so beautiful!" Tao Yushu said as he looked at the cover.

Zhu Changsheng said with a smile: "I originally wanted to use Van Gogh's painting as the cover, but Chaoyang thought it was too tacky, so I changed it to burning sunflowers and used Van Gogh's famous painting."

After chatting for a while, Zhu Changsheng left.

Lin Chaoyang asked Tao Yushu, "How do you feel about your first day at work?"

"It's very good. Everyone is very kind to me, and the editor's job is also very interesting." Tao Yushu said happily that on her first day at work, she felt fresh about every aspect of the job.

After talking a few words about work, Tao Yushu asked about the publication of "The Death of Van Gogh".

The novel is published by Humanities Press and plans to go on sale next week with an initial printing of 200,000 copies.

"They really have confidence in you."

"It's about having confidence in the novel."

Yanjing Publishing House's "Longing for Life - The Biography of Van Gogh" has sold nearly half a million copies in four months. For such a biographical work, this is undoubtedly a record sales volume.

Zhu Changsheng and Lin Chaoyang talked about this matter just now. Now the sales of "Longing for Life - The Biography of Van Gogh" have become a phenomenon that has attracted much attention in the domestic publishing industry.

Before this work, no one in the publishing industry could have imagined that a biography of a foreign painter would sell so well.

The more important reason why everyone pays attention to this book is that Van Gogh was not well-known in China. The popularity of "Longing for Life - The Biography of Van Gogh" is actually entirely based on the influence of "The Death of Van Gogh" Above strength.

The influence of a novel driving book sales is a very new and unique proposition for the publishing industry.

"In that case, the sales volume of "The Death of Van Gogh" will definitely not be bad after it is published."

"Who knows? Of course I hope to sell as much as possible. After all, the more I sell, the more royalties I will get!"

This time "The Death of Van Gogh" was published, the standards offered by the Humanities Society were a basic royalties of 12 yuan for 1,000 words and 5% of a print run for 10,000 copies.

The basic royalties are RMB 2,640. The royalties for printing runs have not yet exceeded 800,000 copies, so the standard of 2% for 10,000 copies is still implemented, which is RMB 1,056. After subsequent sales exceed 800,000 copies, , the difference in royalties for this part of the print run will be made up.

Taken together, the first printing of "The Death of Van Gogh" brought Lin Chaoyang 3,696 yuan.

It's a considerable sum in total, but with the 20,000 yuan royalties paid by the Chinese University of Hong Kong Press last time, this time's royalties of more than 3,000 yuan seem ordinary.

Tao Yushu chuckled and said: "Don't be dissatisfied. Isn't Xiangjiang Publishing a good thing that happens every time?"

Speaking of this matter, she couldn't help but think about it, "I don't know how your novel is selling in Xiangjiang."

"You also say that I am not satisfied, but I think you are not satisfied. I am a mainland writer, and I am not well-known among readers in Hong Kong. What sales can I have? Maybe the publisher will not even be able to make back the capital."

The couple teased each other without losing warmth.

The next day, Lin Chaoyang received the manuscript fee bill from the Humanities Society. Today is Saturday, and he went to Tao's house after work.

The couple always came to Tao's house for dinner on Saturday nights.

While Tao's mother was preparing dinner, Tao Yumo said to Tao's father: "Dad, my sister has graduated. This is a happy event for our family. Shouldn't we celebrate?"

Lin Chaoyang glanced at the round curve of his sister-in-law's cheek and wanted to remind her: Don't eat anymore, or you will become a ball.

Tao's father glanced at his little daughter, "What do you think?"

"Tomorrow weekend, we should go to the city to have a good meal, just as a celebration for my sister."

Tao Yushu complained: "Are you celebrating for me or for yourself?"

"It's the same, it's the same." Tao Yumo smiled flatteringly.

"I think Yumo's suggestion is good. We haven't gone out to eat for a long time, so it's just right to have some fun."

Tao Yucheng voted in favor. His statement was reasonable. How could eating and drinking be without his brother-in-law?

As the brother and sister talked, they were already studying which restaurant to go to.

There are many famous restaurants in Yanjing City. Tao Yumo wants to eat Russian food, while Tao Yucheng wants to eat shabu-shabu. The two of them couldn't reach an agreement, so they finally asked Tao's father for help.

Tao's father pondered and said, "Call your parents tomorrow morning, and let's go to Donglai for a meal."

Tao Yumo looked disappointed when she heard this, but she soon became happy again.

It's not bad to eat some shabu-shabu in cold weather, with sesame sauce, pickled garlic, shabu-shabu...

She couldn't help but slurp when she thought about the taste.