Chapter 175 New Story

Lin Weimin observed Yan Wenjing's expression and eliminated him from the list of suspicions in his mind.

He thought in his mind that whether it was something caused by Random House or someone in China who was causing trouble, Lin Weimin would never agree to let him hand over the publishing rights of "Farewell My Concubine" in such a cheap way.

"Leader, please ask the agency to give you a reply. It is absolutely impossible for me to accept the price of 5,000 meters. If they are sincere, let them re-quote a price according to the American manuscript fee standard, otherwise

There’s no need to talk about it.”

Yan Wenjing frowned when he heard this. Lin Weimin's performance was a bit young and energetic, but he could understand Lin Weimin's current mood by comparing himself to his own.

This matter must not be communicated as bluntly as Lin Weimin said. The tone should be more tactful and the meaning of the Chinese Literature Society and Lin Weimin, the author, should be expressed properly.

"Okay, I understand this matter. Let's communicate with them later and try to get them to offer a reasonable price. It's best if this matter can be accomplished."

Lin Weimin nodded, "I think so too, but we have to show sincerity from Random House!"

Yan Wenjing glanced at him angrily, "I know, don't weigh me with your words."

Lin Weimin laughed twice.

Not long after he came out of Yan Wenjing's office, Lin Weimin was surrounded by his colleagues in the office. Everyone looked at Lin Weimin like he was a rare protected animal.

Therefore, once Lin Weimin's "Farewell My Concubine" can be successfully published in the United States, it will definitely cause a storm in the domestic literary world. Even if it does not have much impact abroad after publication, it will only rely on the four "American publishing"

Big characters, these four characters are like golden signs, which can firmly put Lin Weimin on the throne of the first new generation writer in China, which is unshakable.

Lin Weimin was also curious about how this popular work would be performed by his nephew and little fat boy Liang Guanhua.

"Call him!" Song Dandan shouted.

Eighty thousand yuan!

In 1982, this was an astronomical figure. Workers in state-owned factories only earned thirty or forty yuan a month. This kind of wealth was beyond the reach of ordinary people in their lifetime.

There are two focuses of attention. One is the impact of the publication of "Farewell My Concubine", and the other is the royalties that the publication will bring to Lin Weimin.

Everyone dares not to think that Lin Weimin's "Farewell My Concubine" has more than 100,000 words. Even if the publisher pays 10,000 yuan, it would still cost 80,000 yuan in RMB!

Although they were all educated people, they were not free from vulgar tastes. Faced with such huge wealth, they couldn't help but turn their attention to Lin Weimin.

Han Zhuangzhuang was dubbing with Liang Guanhua when he saw Lin Weimin coming here. He put down the few pages of the script in his hand and said, "Uncle, you are here!"

Song Dandan, like Liang Guanhua, is a student of the People's Art Actor Training Class. She is recognized by the teachers in the academy as the most talented actor in this academy.

Let’s talk about royalties. Since the establishment of a certain system, the rice knife has become the world’s common currency in just a few decades, and its strength is comparable to gold.

The matter has not yet been decided, so Lin Weimin feels that he should keep a low profile.

Everyone discussed it for a long time and finally came to only one conclusion.

To play such a role, she couldn't even use her three-point success rate, and she even thought of missing out during the performance.

"Hey, director, director, director, I'm coming, I'm coming!" Liang Guanhua jogged in from the door, his movements hurried, but his tone was casual.

"Hello, audience, I am a director, and our theater is rushing to shoot "The White-Haired Girl". It is not easy to rehearse a play now, but if you have a role, who doesn't act in a TV series outside?

Look, I, the director, have been here for a long time, but the actors haven’t arrived yet!”

That tone was like calling the watchdog at home.

"Wait a minute. We started from the moment we entered the door. People are outside."

"Okay, then I'll wait."

"What about Huang Shiren?"

The structure of this novel is not complicated, and the techniques are not advanced. It completely uses the contrast of identities to create laughter.

But now, this money is indeed within reach for Lin Weimin.

Lin Weimin moved a chair and sat near the door.

Riding a motorcycle to the People's Art Institute, Lin Weimin entered a practice room in the building.

In the sketch "Yang Bailao and Huang Shiren", the director is a pure tool, and the whole scene is focused on the two male actors. If Liang Guanhua hadn't begged her and promised a meal of mutton boiling, she would not have agreed.

Come to act.

You must know that since before the founding of the People's Republic of China, there have been very few writers or scholars in China who can actually publish their works abroad, and even fewer of them are popular.

Lin Weimin asked: "Do we still need a director?"

"You're so beautiful!" Liu Yin teased her.

For this reading comprehension, I would believe it if you said you scored 100 points in primary school Chinese.

He looked at the lovely beauty with director Bao Qingli in front of him, and the corners of his mouth twitched crazily.

It is a new story.

"Huang Shiren is paying for me from behind!"

He Qizhi said: "If it were me, I definitely wouldn't be able to pretend. That's tens of thousands of dollars. I can spend it even if I don't work in my life."

Lin Weimin was speechless. Didn't this gossip spread too quickly?

Facing everyone's expectant (gua) eyes, Lin Weimin said: "I haven't even written the horoscope yet, I just have this intention."

Everyone was silent until the end of the analysis.

This girl was adding drama to herself, and Lin Weimin immediately saw Song Dandan's intention.

Every year, the National Outstanding Short and Novella Awards will be published by Shanghai Literature and Art Publishing House after the award ceremony. This year is no exception. The royalties are symbolic, not much, and Lin Weimin doesn't care.

Lin Weimin's denial did not interrupt the gossip among his colleagues. On the contrary, everyone became more interested. When the conversation got heated, they even put aside Lin Weimin as the protagonist of the incident and started to have various imaginations.

Lin Weimin's originally relaxed body stood upright unconsciously and leaned on the back of the chair.

Everyone looked at Lin Weimin.

Lin Weimin stuffed the book into his bag and left the office.

Weimin is indeed rich now and doesn't even care about tens of thousands of dollars.

Lin Weimin lowered his head and glanced at his watch, when the door of the practice room was pushed open.

Before getting off work in the afternoon, Lin Weimin received an email from Shanghai.

Han Zhuangzhuang and Liang Guanhua were almost ready and ready to start performing.

"Really not."

The plot can be summed up very simply. Yang Bailao, a poor man who originally owed money, turned into an uncle who owed money, while Huang Shiren, the landlord, became a poor man who couldn't get money.

"Well, we will match the words and we will be fine soon. You will see how we perform later." Han Zhuangzhuang looked a little excited.

He and Liang Guanhua had been rehearsing the sketch script they wrote for Han Zhuangzhuang for more than half a month. During this period, Lin Weimin asked, but Han Zhuangzhuang had been mysterious and refused to say anything. It was not until this morning that he said that he would invite Lin Weimin to the People's Art Theater to check and accept their half of the script.

The results of more than a month.

This is the first laugh point in the sketch. It uses the identity exchange between Yang Bailao and Huang Shiren to create a contrasting effect. This method is also the main means of creating effects in this sketch.

Liang Guanhua and Song Dandan gave natural performances and fluent lines, and Lin Weimin smiled knowingly.

Not to mention the exchange rate, according to the current private market price, it is about 8 yuan per meter.

Han Zhuangzhuang and Liang Guanhua were there from the moment they entered, but there was also a tool man in the script.

Interesting!

They are truly worthy of being the leaders of future generations of people and arts. Their current performance capabilities alone are enough to rival many actors in the field of human arts.

"Hey, do you think he is just pretending to serve the people, or does he really not care?" Liu Yin asked everyone.

Even Yao Shuzhi, who usually likes to quarrel with Lin Weimin, can't help but look at Lin Weimin with admiration.

"For the people, is Farewell My Concubine really going to be published in the United States?"

He played the role of Fan Wei in the sketch.

Han Zhuangzhuang appeared at the door of the practice room. In order to create a character, he deliberately bowed his shoulders and jogged slowly into the practice room.

When I opened it, I saw that it was a sample booklet of the "1982 National Outstanding Novella Selection Award-winning Works Collection".

My nephew’s acting skills have improved greatly!

With all three actors appearing, the plot of "Yang Bailao and Huang Shiren" has officially begun.

"Coming! Coming! Coming!"

"Yang Bailao" Liang Guanhua shouted towards the door: "Huang Shiren! Huang Shiren!"

Coupled with his body shape, which is as strong as an ox, the contrast is quite obvious.

Han Zhuangzhuang said, and he and Liang Guanhua walked outside the practice room. This was equivalent to the scene within the scene in the sketch. After the painting was finished, he came back later and it officially started.

"Are the roles clear?"

"If you are interested, wouldn't it be faster?" Yao Shuzhi said excitedly.

Song Dandan said her lines seriously, and glanced at Lin Weimin unconsciously. This was the famous Teacher Lin Weimin. She was quite handsome, but she got distracted during the performance.

"It's clear, it's clear, I play Yang Bailao."
To be continued...