Literary Master 1978

Du Feng glanced at the customers not far away inadvertently, then looked at the lesbian with an apologetic smile on his face.

"Sister, I took a look at the opening line. It is indeed our problem, I'm really sorry."

Seeing Du Feng admit the problem so simply, the lesbian was not as angry as before.

"If you had done this earlier, could I still yell at you?"

Du Feng smiled and said: "Yes, yes. If you come to buy our things, you trust our clothing city."

But our colleague also acted in accordance with the rules and regulations of the unit, so don't blame her.

Your piece of clothing has indeed passed our warranty period. "

Hearing this, the lesbian looked at Du Feng suspiciously, thinking that Du Feng was just talking nonsense with her.

She was about to speak, but Du Feng continued: "I don't think the problem is big, it's just a dotted line. Do you think this will work? I'll ask our maintenance technician to repair it for you free of charge, and it will be as good as new."

The lesbian became anxious upon hearing this. If she only wanted to mend her clothes, why would she come to the clothing store? Couldn't she have mended them at home?

"Don't be busy, don't be busy, listen to me first." Du Feng stopped what the female comrade was about to say, and then continued: "But we do have a certain responsibility for this matter. I will give you another cowhide wallet, you What do you think?"

The reason why Du Feng gave the lesbian a wallet instead of changing her clothes was that he was following the rules and regulations, and the clothes he changed could only be sold at half price as off-stock items.

If you compensate with a wallet, it will not only save money for the clothing city, but also take advantage of the lesbians.

Sure enough, after hearing what Du Feng said, the lesbian looked happy.

She asked to change clothes mainly because when she was buying clothes, the salesperson promised that she could change them.

I have only worn this piece of clothing for a few days. As long as the seams are repaired, it will be as good as new.

Nowadays, people mend clothes for free and also gave me a leather wallet, which is like picking up a wallet for nothing.

She had seen the wallets sold in the clothing store that day when she was shopping for clothes. The workmanship and materials were very exquisite.

The lesbian's face softened, hiding a bit of joy, "Okay."

"Okay. Xiao Zhang, give the clothes to the repairman first, and then go pick a wallet with the elder sister." Du Feng immediately ordered the salesperson.

The salesperson stood up and was about to send the clothes away, but at this time the lesbian didn't let go.

Probably out of the mentality of being soft-spoken and short-handed, she said: "Forget it, I just opened this little line, I can make up for it myself when I go back."

Du Feng insisted, "It's okay. Our maintenance masters just don't have much to do recently, so you have to let them do some work."

His tone was teasing, making the lesbian laugh.

"Oh! Thank you so much. I made the right choice when buying clothes in your Asia-Europe Clothing City. Because of your service attitude, we will buy all our clothes from you in the future!" the lesbian said happily.

Du Feng laughed heartily when he heard this, "Thank you, sister, for your trust in our clothing city! Just saying this to you, I will give you another belt. You will have to promote our clothing city more in the future!"

"Oh, no need, no need!"

Du Feng chatted and laughed with the lesbian for a long time. He looked around and found that no one was paying attention to the fun.

After the lesbian and the salesperson went to select wallets, he continued to walk around the store for a while.

At noon, he went to the cafeteria of Xidan shopping mall to eat. Two salesmen from the shopping mall sat next to him and were chatting while eating. Du Feng heard the conversation between the two talking about the clothing city and couldn't help but listen.

"I went shopping on the second floor in the morning and took a look at their red coats. The one Liu Xiaoqing is wearing is really good-looking, but it's too expensive. A single coat costs almost 40 yuan."

"No, I can buy two of them elsewhere with that kind of money. But theirs is expensive, so there's nothing to say about their products, and their attitude is pretty good.

That day, my sister-in-law and I went to join in the fun and bought a pair of pants for our family, which cost almost 30 yuan.

Don’t you know what our family looks like, short, stubby and fat? I had my trousers altered at their place, but when I took them home, I found that the waist didn't fit properly.

I thought they said they could change clothes for free, so I took them back, and guess what?

They changed it without saying a word and didn't ask for a penny. "

"You, you still have to bring someone with you next time you buy clothes. Thanks to the clothing city, you can change clothes for free, otherwise you will have to spend more money."

"No!"

Two saleswomen in their forties chatted there for a long time. Du Feng listened with great interest. After the two of them finished their meal and left, he was still thinking alone.

"Gold cups and silver cups are not as good as the reputation of the people!"

What Lin Chaoyang said to him once again drifted through his mind, and he felt enlightened and suddenly enlightened.

In mid-spring April, the grass grows and orioles fly.

With nothing to do on Monday, Lin Chaoyang took his wife and children to the Summer Palace.

Xiaodongdong ran like crazy and Tao Yumo followed him, shouting "slow down".

Lin Chaoyang was walking by Kunming Lake with Yan Yan and Tao Yushu in his arms. The sun was warm and the spring breeze was blowing on his face, giving him an indescribable feeling of comfort.

"When will we return to Xiangjiang?" Tao Yushu asked suddenly.

The day before yesterday, Lin Chaoyang received news from Tsui Hark, saying that the film studio was preparing to film "A Better Tomorrow" and wanted Lin Chaoyang to meet and chat with director John Woo.

"Let's go in two days. Tomorrow, October invites me to attend a symposium. I'll arrange things at home the day after tomorrow."

"Okay."

Tao Yushu was very active in buying air tickets. The Asia-Europe Clothing City has been open for more than half a month, and she has been idle for more than half a month.

She urgently needs to find something to do so that she can do something when she returns to Hong Kong.

The next morning, Lin Chaoyang came to Yenching Publishing House.

This was the first time that Lin Chaoyang came here after Yenching Publishing House moved from Dongxinglong Street to the Third Ring Road of New Taipei.

"Chaoyang, welcome, welcome!"

The symposium was held in the conference room of Yenching Publishing House and hosted by the editor-in-chief Tian Geng. When he saw Lin Chaoyang, he hurried forward and shook Lin Chaoyang's hand enthusiastically and greeted him.

When Lin Chaoyang and Tian Geng were greeting each other, everyone in the conference room looked at Lin Chaoyang.

Today is a symposium for young writers. The writers who came are not very old, and most of them are from Yenching.

Many of these people had never seen Lin Chaoyang, but when they heard the name "Chaoyang" and combined with Tian Geng's enthusiastic attitude, they knew who the person was, and they couldn't help but look at Lin Chaoyang frequently.

After the greetings, Lin Chaoyang sat down, and his seat was arranged between Li Tuo and Zheng Wanlong.

"Are you two also considered young writers?"

Both of them were over 40 years old, so they were not "young" writers at all.

"I'm an editor, you should ask him how he got in." Zheng Wanlong argued, and pointed the spearhead at Li Tuo without any loyalty.

Li Tuo said to the young man next to him: "Xiao Tong, let's switch seats, I have to stay away from them."

The young man called Xiao Tong stood up at a loss, and changed seats with Li Tuo in a daze. He suddenly sat next to Lin Chaoyang, full of nervousness.

"Hello, Teacher Lin!" He greeted Lin Chaoyang nervously.

Lin Chaoyang said with a smile: "Why call me Teacher Lin? I don't look much older than you. Just call me Chaoyang."

People asked him to call me that out of courtesy, but Xiao Tong certainly couldn't really call me that.

"Comrade Xiao Tong looks unfamiliar. Are you from Yanjing?"

Xiao Tong said shyly: "I'm from Jiangsu. But I went to Yanjing Normal University for college. Now I'm an editor at Zhongshan."

Lin Chaoyang pretended to be surprised, "Oh? Yanjing Normal University? Which class?"

"I graduated in 1984, three classes younger than Senior Sister Tao."

The undergraduates of the 1977 and 1978 classes entered and graduated in the same year, but there was a difference of half a year. Tao Yushu was in the 1977 class, three classes behind Xiao Tong who entered in 1980.

Tao Yushu was also a celebrity at Yanjing Normal University, so it's not surprising that Xiao Tong knew her.

Lin Chaoyang glanced at the nameplate and asked, "Is your 'Su Tong' a pen name or a real name?"

"Pen name."

Lin Chaoyang pretended to recall, "It looks familiar. Have you submitted a manuscript to People's Literature before?"

"Yes, it was handled by Senior Sister Tao at that time. When it was not accepted, she wrote me a letter to encourage me." Su Tong said.

Lin Chaoyang laughed, "No wonder I remember it. I remember that she showed me your manuscript. It was well written and had spirit."

Su Tong was a little flattered and said a few humble words.

"At that time, she also said that if you practice more, you will definitely be able to write it in the future."

"Yes, Senior Sister also told me so in the letter. I didn't expect her to resign so suddenly."

Before resigning, Tao Yushu handed over the work and wrote a letter to the authors she was responsible for to inform them of the situation and asked them to contact the colleagues who took over in the future.

"Special situation." Lin Chaoyang said, and then invited: "Come to my house this afternoon and have a meal."

Su Tong was suddenly excited. He didn't expect to have a meal at Lin Chaoyang's house.

At this time, Li Tuo came up and said, "Do you want to eat?"

"Shouldn't you stay away?" Lin Chaoyang teased.

"Well, I'm giving young people a chance, otherwise Xiao Tong wouldn't have the chance to sit with you, the husband of your senior brother-in-law!

Don't you think so? Xiao Tong."

Su Tong didn't know how to answer for a while. Lin Chaoyang smiled and said, "Don't pay attention to him. His main job is to eat for free."

When the three were talking and laughing, a hearty laugh suddenly broke out from the opposite side, attracting the attention of everyone in the meeting room.

Everyone looked over and saw a round-faced fat man and a short-haired female comrade who looked to be in her twenties sitting there. I don't know what jokes the fat man told, but the female comrade was amused.

From the moment he entered the room, Lin Chaoyang noticed the round-faced fat guy. Although he was wearing a military uniform, he still couldn't hide his sultry side, because the nameplate in front of him read "Wang Shuo".

As for the other female comrade who was teased by him, she was Lu Ying, an officer of the Literature and Art Department of the Municipal Propaganda Department.

"October" is a magazine under the Yanjing Publishing House, which is under the responsibility of the Yanjing Municipal Propaganda Department, so it is not surprising that she appeared at the symposium.

Before the symposium began, it was normal for everyone to greet and chat.

However, Wang Shuo and Lu Ying were different in gender after all, and they acted too casually in such an occasion, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

The two also realized the problem and stopped joking.

Today's symposium was hosted by "October", and most of the participants were young writers. Compared with the meeting organized by the Literary Association, the atmosphere was much more relaxed and pleasant.

In addition to the two future celebrities Wang Shuo and Su Tong, Lin Chaoyang's acquaintances present also included Zhong Acheng and Chen Jiangong. After some greetings, the symposium officially began.

It was said to be a symposium, but in fact it was more like an exchange of creative experiences, a bit similar to brainstorming. The meeting started less than half an hour ago and the atmosphere was very lively.

Wang Shuo was smooth-talking and kept making speeches, which made him the focus of everyone's attention.

He is among the most junior writers among the writers present. He has been in the industry for less than two years and has only published three novels.

According to what he said, he is currently writing a novella, which "should be able to be completed." The so-called "should be able to be completed" naturally means that the novel will achieve a certain response after it is published.

Many people present sneered at his overconfidence. There was no first in literature and no second in military affairs. It was impossible for a group of people who were engaged in literature work to gather together and expect anyone to bow to the other.

The only person present today who can convince the vast majority of people is probably the silent Lin Chaoyang.

They are all young writers, mostly of the same age. Whether it is in terms of richness of works or influence, Lin Chaoyang can crush all the writers present.

The objective facts are here, and it’s useless even if some people are unconvinced.

"...Have you read "God's Error" and "The Turn of the Screw"? I will write a detective novel in the future. I have already thought of the name. It will be called "The Standing Man". It would be best if it can Adapt a TV series.”

Wang Shuo introduced his writing plan eloquently, which sounded a bit vague to everyone. He hadn't even finished the novella at hand, and he wanted to write a detective novel. It was too out of the ordinary.

However, when Wang Shuo talked about film and television adaptations of literary works, everyone became interested and the discussion became even more heated.

Li Tuo has been doing movie reviews in the past few years, and he also helped Zhang Nuanxin make movies. He has a lot of say in this aspect and told everyone a lot of interesting things about movie adaptations.

"Chaoyang, tell everyone about it. You have many adaptations of your works and they are very popular. Please tell everyone about it." After Li Tuo finished speaking, he pointed at Lin Chaoyang.

Lin Chaoyang looked relaxed, "I mainly write scripts. I don't participate much in the production of the film. There are too many things that I can't tell..."

Wang Shuo interrupted at this time: "Comrade Chaoyang, can you tell us about "The Chess Master"? That year, "Eight Hours Beyond" said that you wrote this novel because you couldn't stand the movies produced by Yan Film Studio. "

The public case between "Chess Master" and Yan Film Studio has been rumored in the Yanjing literary circle for the past few years. During this period, Zhang Manling's "small composition" in "Eight Hours Away" caused a stir.

Many people knew the general situation of the incident. Wang Shuo certainly didn't want to talk about things that everyone already knew, but wanted to know more specific details.

Everyone couldn't help but show curiosity when they heard his question.

When it comes to "gossip", the circle of literati has always been unparalleled.

The influence of the novel "The Chess Master" is extraordinary. It won the Mao Dun Literary Award a year after it was published. It became even more popular after it was adapted into a movie the year before last.

The most important thing is that the Sino-Japanese Go Tournament was very popular last year, which also made the original novel and movie have national influence.

This past March, the second China-Japan Go Tournament started again, and it was still very popular and attracted the attention of countless Chinese people.

Lin Chaoyang smiled and waved his hand, "It's all in the past. It was just a small conflict. It was discussed two years ago. It would be unkind if we bring it up in a private meeting."

Seeing what he said, everyone couldn't help but feel disappointed, but they also recognized Lin Chaoyang's aboveboard way of doing things.

"Since everyone has mentioned "The Master of Chess", let me talk about some of my creative insights and adaptation details at that time.

I think everyone can see when reading the novel that the structure of the novel "The Chess Master" strictly follows the traditional novel creation method to deal with characters and plots..."

The people participating in the symposium today are all young writers, and they all have a certain degree of fame, but they all have a common shortcoming.

That is, almost everyone has no experience in writing novels.

At this point, Lin Chaoyang was terrifyingly strong.

Since he entered the industry, except for short stories and short stories in the first two years, he has written all novels.

Looking at China's contemporary literary world, excluding those writers of the older generation, no one dares to say that they have more experience in writing novels than Lin Chaoyang.

What's more, it has been almost five years since "Chess Master" was published, and it has already proven its charm and quality with the love of millions of readers.

Nowadays, when people talk about the controversy caused by the publication of the novel, most of them dismiss it.

With such a refined work, what else is worthy of controversy?

Therefore, when Lin Chaoyang seriously shared some of his experiences and insights when creating "The Master of Chess", everyone present fell silent unconsciously, listening to Lin Chaoyang's voice attentively, for fear of missing any details.

The originally lively conference room became silent, with only Lin Chaoyang's voice echoing.

Lin Chaoyang lectured all morning and did not stop until lunch time. Everyone was still interested in listening.

It is true that literary creation is art, but its creation must also follow the most basic laws. Therefore, it is first and foremost a technical activity. What Lin Chaoyang shares with you is the key and tips in this technical activity.

After everyone listened, they all felt that they had benefited a lot.

However, when it comes to creation, it is useless to just listen to it. It needs to be practiced.

During lunch, people still came to Lin Chaoyang from time to time to seek his answers to questions.

During the lunch break, Lin Chaoyang finally had fewer people around him, and Acheng came over.

"Chaoyang, thank you." Acheng suddenly said without any clue.

Lin Chaoyang asked: "Thank you for what?"

"Director Xie told me about the script. He asked you to help change a version of the script."

Years later, Xie Jinqiu came to ask Lin Chaoyang to help revise the script of "Furong Town". The filming of the movie has already started in Hunan.

Lin Chaoyang said: "Just don't think too much. The movie will start shooting in half a year, and Lao Xie is a little anxious."

Acheng said with a relaxed expression: "Am I such a ungrateful person? You are also helping me clean up the mess. Director Xie said that you didn't even ask for royalties, and I still have to treat you to a meal."

"Forget it. Let's go to my house for dinner. Several people are going there in the evening." Lin Chaoyang said with a smile.

The two chatted for a while, and Lin Chaoyang saw that Su Tong had been chatting with writers.

He has a baby face, like the New Year painting doll wearing a tiger-headed hat in the New Year paintings. He looks like a big boy. When he told everyone about compiling the manuscript, everyone was not enthusiastic.

Lin Chaoyang called him over and reminded him: "You are here as an author today. Don't worry about compiling the manuscript. We will talk about it after the meeting."

Only then did Su Tong realize that he was Meng Lang and nodded sheepishly.

The symposium continued in the afternoon, and someone talked about "The Truman Show."

This novel has caused a lot of controversy in China since it was published last year. When someone mentioned it today, everyone was divided into two groups. It was not because Lin Chaoyang had any reservations about it.

As for everyone's opinions, they are not much different from the previous disputes. Proponents and opponents each hold their own opinions. After talking for a long time, no one can convince the other.

Finally, Li Tuo said what Lin Chaoyang said last year, "Whether "The Truman Show" is good or not, we might as well wait a few years to see."

Then he added, "There was a lot of controversy after the publication of "The Master of Chess". How is it now?"

Those opponents were speechless. Although this was a bit pretentious, it was also true.

Some people are unconvinced and think, just wait a few years and see.

At this time, Tian Geng stood up and changed the subject, asking Lin Chaoyang: "Chaoyang, it's been more than half a year since "The Truman Show" was published. Have you started writing a new work?"

Lin Chaoyang put down the tea cup in his hand, "No, it can't be that fast!"

Tian Geng joked: "You are different from others and cannot be measured by one requirement."

Lin Chaoyang smiled bitterly, "It's not as exaggerated as you said."

"I can't exaggerate as much as you can. A big book like "Enter Guandong" was written in more than half a year.

Your efficiency is probably not as high as that of everyone present together! "

Tian Geng's words surprised many people present. Many of them heard about this for the first time.

Unexpectedly, a masterpiece as big as "Crossing Guandong" was written in less than a year.

Tian Geng said that all the people present together were not as efficient as Lin Chaoyang, which was really not an exaggeration.

Let alone more than 600,000 words in half a year, even if the total number of words created by these people in a year is not 600,000 words!

After hearing this, many people's faces were not only surprised, but also a little bit vaguely ashamed.

Even if the quality can't keep up with others, the quantity can't keep up either. It's simply crushing them in all directions!

The symposium is over, but the activities organized by "October" are not over yet.

The nature of this event is similar to that of a pen meeting. The young writers participating in the meeting all lived in a guest house arranged by Yanjing Publishing House, two people per room. There will be several days of activities in the next few days.

However, Lin Chaoyang attended this day. After the symposium, he left Yanjing Publishing House with a few tailgaters behind him.

"Squeeze! Squeeze further!"

Lin Chaoyang drove here today, so the tails behind him naturally couldn't walk on their legs.

Counting Lin Chaoyang, there are six people in total, just a four-seater car. What should I do?

Squeeze hard!

Several people squeezed around and finally got into the car. Wang Shuo, a little fat man, ran over and said that he also wanted to have a meal.

It is better to leave a group behind than to leave alone one person.

Everyone had opened their mouths, so Lin Chaoyang naturally found it hard to refuse, but there was really no room in the car. There were four strong men crammed into the back seat, and it was as crowded as the photo.

Upon seeing this, Wang Shuo calmly climbed onto the legs of several people.

"Ouch!" Li Tuo moaned under pressure.

"Hey~ Where are you touching your hands?" Zheng Wanlong asked angrily.

Wang Shuo smiled apologetically, "Hey, hey, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't touch anything, I didn't touch anything!"

His attitude was humble, and Zheng Wanlong was too embarrassed to argue with him.

But when I thought about it carefully, I felt that something was wrong with what I just said.

Chen Jiangong was running the fastest just now. He grabbed the passenger seat as soon as he got in the car. He sat in front and watched the people behind him huddled together, gloating about his misfortune.

Lin Chaoyang turned his head and glanced back at the back row. Acheng, Su Tong, Zheng Wanlong, and Li Tuo were squeezed into a row from left to right, and Wang Shuo's "jade body" was lying on their laps.

Seeing Lin Chaoyang turn around and look over, he smiled cleverly, "Let's go! Let's go!"

Lin Chaoyang smiled and shook his head, "Everyone, sit tight!"

After saying that, he started the car.

The car was driving on the road, and everyone was chatting casually. There was no meeting, so the topics were more casual.

The difference was that other people were chatting while sitting, while Wang Shuo was chatting while lying down.

When he got off the car, he was the first one to get off, and the people in the back row couldn't help but whimper again.

"A good car is comfortable to sit in, much better than 212!"

After getting off the car, Wang Shuo recalled the feeling of the journey.

The four people in the back row glared at him, is that a good car? You don't know what you are sitting in?

Before entering the courtyard, Li Tuo said: "Chaoyang, let's make a dry fried mandarin fish tonight. I haven't eaten it for a long time."

"I want to eat mapo tofu!"

"Bring a plate of twice-cooked pork."

A group of people started to order dishes at once, and Lin Chaoyang's face was as black as the bottom of the pot, "You are eating with the momentum of a master, do you think I am a restaurant?"

Everyone laughed, and no one took his words seriously.

Whether you make it or not, we will order it first, what if it is done?

Su Tong and Wang Shuo came for the first time. They had heard about the cultural salon and Lin Chaoyang's cooking skills, so they didn't dare to speak when everyone ordered dishes.

When Lin Chaoyang was cooking, they took the initiative to help.

After more than two hours of busy work, the food and wine were finally served. Everyone ate a lot, and finally burped with satisfaction and planned to leave.

The posture was similar to that of a poor relative who was begging for money, poor and arrogant!

"Chaoyang, let's go!"

The group of freeloaders led by Li Tuo waved to Lin Chaoyang and left Xiaoliubukou Hutong in a chic manner.

Compared with those freeloaders who were content with their own conscience, Wang Shuo and Su Tong still had a conscience and thanked Lin Chaoyang several times before leaving.

Young people are still simple!