Reborn in 1977

A single lesson was like a small stone thrown into water, creating ripples that stirred up half of the literary world.

It was called a "world" because those stirred up were mostly readers. The real writers of the literary world already knew about Chen Fan's background and origins. They also knew that he had been assessed by esteemed figures like Ba Lao, Mao Lao, Guang Weiran, and Chen Huangmei, so his talent was beyond doubt.

Hearing about it now, they would only smile knowingly, feeling that it was to be expected, and wouldn't have any other thoughts.

But it was different for the readers.

Although Chen Fan had many readers who liked him very much, there was still a lack of "conviction."

The main reason was that he was too young, not yet eighteen years old, yet he produced excellent works one after another. It was hard not to suspect that there was a master guiding him behind the scenes.

But after this public lesson, the students who participated in the lecture could testify that Chen Fan only glanced at one of the students and then improvised a novel of above-average quality.

This kind of impromptu creative ability was simply unheard of, not to mention that the work was not bad.

With Chen Fan like this, why couldn't he write so many excellent works?!

As letters from these students were sent from the provincial capital to all parts of the country, Chen Fan's reputation began to ferment rapidly, and doubts disappeared wherever it went.

This was something he hadn't expected. A simple public lesson actually eliminated most people's doubts about him, which was a pleasant surprise.

Then, everyone became interested in another matter.

That is, when will Chen Fan's impromptu novel be published?

So that everyone can broaden their horizons and learn.

To this end, the students petitioned one after another, requesting Chen Fan to write out the article and publish it in the newspaper as soon as possible.

...

The dinner in the evening was still with the same people from the休息室 during the morning class. Guo Huaimin didn't bring many people over.

The staff cafeteria room was only so big, and if there were too many people, they wouldn't be able to eat well.

Also, university teachers still had some矜持. For this kind of relatively private gathering, unless they received an invitation, few people would take the initiative to join in the fun (except for those with thick skin). Unlike later, bringing people became the norm, euphemistically called expanding the network, but the basic etiquette was completely lost.

Facing old acquaintances, Chen Fan was also more comfortable. Although he was a round, two rounds, or three rounds younger than them, he got along like brothers, offering cigarettes, drinking, and chatting without any problems.

What? Real age? That's also a younger brother.

Oh, the little secretary in the corner doesn't count.

Hearing Tan Yong's words, Chen Fan put down his wine glass and said with a smile, "Okay, since everyone is calling for it so loudly, then I will go back tonight and sort out the manuscript, and I can earn a few yuan in稿费."

Tan Yong nodded, "Now it's only the correspondence students participating in the study and a small number of Jiang University students who蹭课 who are calling for it. When the news spreads, I think all young people who are interested in literature will want to see this article you created impromptu."

Xu Qizhen next to him thought for a while and said, "But 'Jiangnan Literature and Art' will not be published until the beginning of the month, and there are still half a month left. I am afraid that readers will not be able to wait."

Tan Yong thought for a while, turned to look at Chen Fan, "Last time we discussed adding a new magazine 'Literary Youth', why not use this as an opportunity to use your article as the main feature and officially launch the inaugural issue."

As soon as these words came out, everyone couldn't help but nod.

Guo Huaimin put down his wine glass, lit a cigarette, and said with a smile, "In the end, it's still Old Tan who knows how to seize the opportunity. Taking advantage of everyone's interest in this article, launching a new magazine will definitely attract the attention of literary enthusiasts, and the sales will go up."

Xu Qizhen said from the side, "Now it is already the third session of the face-to-face class. The graduation exams of the first two sessions have also produced several good articles. If this session can also produce several excellent works, it should be enough for a magazine's use."

She said with a smile, "Of course, these articles are not as good as the quality of 'Jiangnan Literature and Art' manuscripts, so 'Literary Youth' can only be positioned as a primary literary magazine, and the tone cannot be too high."

Chen Fan leaned back in his chair, lit a cigarette, and said, "It was originally a platform dedicated to showing students' achievements. No one wanted to use this magazine to raise the格调."

He looked around, "The problem now is that the定位 we gave to 'Literary Youth' at that time was to only publish students' works. Is it appropriate to put my article on it?"

Tan Yong waved his hand without thinking, "What's inappropriate? This article itself was born in the face-to-face class. It can't be said that it has nothing to do with the correspondence class. And it can be published entirely in the name of 'teaching article'."

He said, turning to look at Xu Qizhen, "As for the quality of student manuscripts you are worried about, it is also easy to solve. If it doesn't work, just add teacher's comments at the end of the student's article, and the amount of content will increase, and maybe the students will like to read it."

Xu Qizhen's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but nod lightly, "It's not a bad idea. And adding comments can be used in every issue of the magazine, unlike Xiao Fan's article, this issue has it, and the next issue will be gone."

Chen Fan said with a smile, "Since Vice Chairman Tan said that it can be used in the name of teaching articles, then other teachers can also write it in the future."

He could think of such ideas in the blink of an eye. But it is best to let others say it, otherwise, using his own works as teaching articles would make him seem so capable, which does not conform to his humble and upright personality.

Next, everyone said a word to each other, and in a short while, they discussed the rules.

Tan Yong said while smoking, "Then that's it. After returning, let all the teaching points in the province quickly summarize the excellent works, plus the ones here, and strive to complete the review, proofreading, and printing work within a week."

He turned to look at Chen Fan, "According to my estimate, your impromptu creation should set off the first small peak in a week, just in time.

At the same time, we will publish reports in Jiangnan Daily and announce the official publication of the magazine. We can also talk to Wenhui Daily. Their circulation is large, and reporting to us will definitely increase a lot of subscriptions."

He turned to look at Xu Qizhen, "Didn't they also publish the report written by Xiao Chen about opening the correspondence class last time? Add it this time, it can be regarded as an echo."

It was also the last time that Wenhui Daily helped to publish soft advertisements, which made them taste the sweetness. This time, when issuing a new magazine, they naturally wanted to come again.

Chen Fan sat aside and chuckled, but he was sighing in his heart that this is the benefit of having a big tree to rely on.

Think about how many穿越 predecessors in this era have gone through all kinds of difficulties and begged their grandmothers to issue a book in order to run a magazine.

And now a broken magazine for students to practice, even the刊号 has not been applied for, and everything has been arranged.

What if there is no 刊号?

Cough cough, there is no 刊号 in this era!

Before 1988, the management of newspapers and periodicals in my country was mainly managed by the provincial propaganda department or the cultural department. There was no unified regulation on the newspaper and periodical刊号. Basically, you can apply and the主管单位 stamps it, and you can print and publish it.

It wasn't until 1987, after the State Press and Publication Administration was established, directly managed by the General Manager's Office, and the State Publication Bureau, which had been under the administration of the Ministry of Culture for less than two years, was abolished, that they began to access the "International Standard Serial Number Data System (ISDS)" and establish the ISDS China Center.

Only then were formal publication numbers available.

However, as early as 1967, the state established a unified book number system, so from 1967 to 1988, the numbers on magazines were actually book numbers.

Therefore, after the opening up, if Chen Fan wanted to start a magazine, he wouldn't have to worry about the approval process at all.

The Propaganda Department of Jiangnan Province could stamp it for him.

Or Shanghai would work, or even the capital, he had met the leaders in these places, and was very familiar with them.

When the time comes, he could go over, offer a cigarette, have a cup of tea, chat with them for a few words, and the clerks below would be able to complete all the procedures, so easy.

… …

The next day, June 17th, Saturday.

It wasn't a day off, but Chen Fan didn't have to go to class or work.

He got up early as usual, and after completing his routine exercise and meal, he sat at his desk, listlessly picking up a pen to write a Western fantasy outline.

It was impossible to go to work; Tan Yong had decided last night to launch the inaugural issue of "Literary Youth" and complete the printing within a week, so the office would definitely be swamped, and he wasn't going to join the commotion.

Going there at this time would be like waiting to be drafted.

Rather than being drafted to work, he might as well stay in his room to read and write.

After writing a few words, Chen Fan threw the paper away, leaned back in his chair, and sighed to the sky, "When will my computer arrive?"

It wouldn't matter if there was no hope, but now that he could see himself typing on a keyboard, he had lost the motivation to write by hand.

Even if his uncle and aunt returned home on the 7th and mailed the computer on the 8th, it had been nine days today, and it was supposed to arrive in eight days, was airmail really that slow?

Then there was a knock on the door.

Chen Fan turned his head and glanced at it, then got up and went to open the door.

Xiao Peng stood at the door, handing over a form with both hands, "Director Chen, there's a package slip for you."

After Chen Fan took it, she craned her neck to look, "This seems to have been sent from the United States, is it from the American relatives who came to see you last time?"

The fact that Chen Fan had American relatives had already spread throughout the various departments when Zhou Zhengdong first arrived in the provincial capital, and regardless of how many people were worried, concerned, indignant, gloating, or watching indifferently behind the scenes, many people now knew about it.

So when Xiao Peng received the package slip from the post office, she immediately brought it to Chen Fan.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have had to come in person for this kind of thing, she could have just left the letter at the front desk and let others pick it up themselves.

Chen Fan took the slip and looked at it, his mouth widened, "Yes, it was sent by my cousin."

Xiao Peng was now familiar with Chen Fan, so she didn't have so many scruples, and couldn't help but ask curiously, "What is it?"

Chen Fan's eyes rolled slightly, "A typewriter."

It wasn't wrong to say it was a typewriter, this kind of microcomputer didn't seem to be able to do anything else except process forms and documents, and play games.

It wasn't appropriate to say it was an office computer, was he supposed to say it was a game console?

Anyway, he was going to use it for typing, so it was a typewriter.

Xiao Peng blinked repeatedly, a typewriter?

Was it the kind of typewriter she was thinking of? She wanted to ask more questions, but Chen Fan couldn't wait to go to the post office to pick up the package.

He drove out with a whoosh, and returned with a whoosh in less than half an hour.

Xiao Peng stood at the counter, watching Chen Fan carry a large cardboard box out of the car, she didn't even care about her work, and ran after Chen Fan, "Director Chen, why is your typewriter shaped differently from the typewriters I've seen?"

Chen Fan looked back at her and smiled, "This is a foreign typewriter, of course it's different."

In the 1950s, several small factories in Shanghai engaged in the production of computers and typewriters were merged to form the Shanghai Typewriter Factory, which at that time produced mechanical typewriters, the kind of "Shu-style typewriter" that was introduced earlier.

Although the efficiency was not high, the atmosphere at that time was "We must have what foreign countries have, and it must be even better," so the Shanghai Typewriter Factory undertook the important task of researching Chinese typewriters.

Subsequently, based on the research of predecessors, they finally developed a relatively mature product, the "Double Pigeon Typewriter."

This typewriter had a total of 2170 lead characters and weighed about sixty or seventy pounds.

As for the most important typing efficiency, think for yourself.

(Double Pigeon Typewriter)

However, before the popularization of Chinese typewriters, almost every school with the means had one of these typewriters. After the technology was improved in 1978, it gradually became popular in the 1980s, and it can be said to be the best-selling domestic typewriter.

Later, it was defeated by computers.

Although Xiao Peng was a staff member of the guest house, she was also considered an insider of the cultural system, so it was not surprising that she had seen this kind of typewriter.

Today was a work day, and most people had gone to work, so there was almost no one in the guest house. Chen Fan went all the way unimpeded, walked straight to the door of his room, and then twisted his hip outward, "Xiao Peng, help me open the door."

"Okay."

Xiao Peng took the key from his pocket to unlock the door and pushed the door open.

Chen Fan carried the large box in and gently placed it on the ground.

Zhou Yali was very careful, not only sealing the opening with tape, but also using an automatic strapping machine to bundle the box tightly, ensuring that it would not easily fall apart.

These two things were not yet popular in China, but they were already widely used in the United States.

With an outsider present, Chen Fan was embarrassed to use his peerless magic, so he took a pair of scissors from the table, and with two quick snips, opened it, lifted the lid of the box, and took out three smaller cardboard boxes in turn.

Judging from the packaging, this should have been re-packaged by Zhou Yali.

You couldn't tell that this girl was so careless, but she was quite cautious when doing things.

The Apple II was a very magical computer, almost identical to the desktop computers commonly seen in later generations. Because of this, the Apple II sold continuously from 1978 to 1993, with accumulated sales of nearly 6 million units. Except for the gradual upgrading of the internal components, the appearance basically remained unchanged.

Even now, this computer can still be found on some university campuses, and can even work normally.

(Apple II)

Because of this consistent structural design, there was no difficulty in assembling it when it got to Chen Fan.

After briefly checking the accessories inside the host box and finding that all the expansion slots were already full and the performance was maximized, he couldn't help but give Zhou Yali another thumbs up.

After assembling it quickly, Chen Fan took out a relatively small cardboard box from the box.

When he opened it, it was the conversion plug he had told her about.

The voltage standards in European and American countries are different, some are 110v, some are 220v, and there are also 120v, 130v, 230v, and 240v.

The United States is 120v, while China is 220v, so electrical appliances produced there cannot be plugged in directly, otherwise they will definitely be burned out.

But it doesn't matter, England, France, and Germany are also 220v, and they are on the same side, so naturally there are special conversion plugs for sale, so he asked Zhou Yali to buy a few and bring them over.