1978 Synthetic Writers

Chapter 134 How is the manuscript going?

The March issue of Literary Gazette published Li Tuo's literary review of Fuxi Fuxi.

Li Tuo stopped writing last year, gradually stopped novel writing, and turned to literary and film criticism.

Wang Meng specially came to find Jiang Xian and handed the "Wenyi Bao" to him.

This "cannibalistic" feudal ethics - "Fuxi Fuxi"

The article highly praised Jiang Xian's criticism of feudal ethics. The high-sounding ethics could not restrain the impulse of human desire. The first sentence of the article is:
"After reading this, I feel that Jiang Xian has shocking courage!"

Li Tuo opposed the view that "Fuxi Fuxi" is reflective literature.

"Jiang Xian always focuses on the characters' own living conditions, and has no intention of lashing out at or reflecting on the pain and tragedy of the times. The pain point of the novel lies in the moral constraints of human relations on human nature. When this pain point is magnified, it is actually a conflict between man and feudal values, and a conflict between human nature and ethics. The result of this conflict is tragedy."

Jiang Xian read it with great interest. Li Tuo did have some insights on literary criticism. "Fuxi Fuxi" cannot be classified as reflective literature. When this novel was born, it had already broken through the barriers of creative methods and entered an era of cacophony of voices, belonging to the new realism novel genre.

Being able to realize this in this era is a reflection of the literary realm.

"You don't know. I was at Li Tuo's house that day and he told me something."

Wang Meng smiled and said to Jiang Xian: "After he saw "Fuxi Fuxi" somewhere else, in order to buy this issue of "Beijing Literature and Art", he took his two daughters to Wangfujing and went to find a newspaper sales point alone.

As a result, my second daughter was lost in Dong'an Market that day. Fortunately, an aunt selling popsicles took her four-year-old daughter to Wangfujing Police Station, which saved the day."

"Good guy!"

Jiang Xian was sweating profusely when he heard this. "Thank goodness I found it, otherwise I would have been guilty of a great sin."

"Ha ha ha ha."

In addition to Li Tuo, Feng Jicai also wrote a literary review of "Fuxi Fuxi" in the Tianjin literary journal "Xingang", "Hopeless Love, Boundless Desire - "Fuxi Fuxi"".

The article highly praises the power contained in "Fuxi Fuxi" as the vitality of the people.

Unfortunately, everyone has their own expertise, and this literary review is a bit superficial, focusing only on the folk culture part of the novel. It is not as exciting as Li Tuo's literary review.

Photo studio.

Zhu Lin was wearing a top with small floral patterns. She had just finished a busy day of farm work. She came skipping into the house, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and poured herself a cup of hot water.

Hearing the discussions outside the door, her brows furrowed instantly, and she leaned against the door, with the corners of her mouth drooping, revealing a hint of sadness.

"it is good!"

Wang Haowei shouted, "You've been performing very well these past few days. You're getting closer to the state I was looking for."

Jiang Xian also gave her a thumbs up with satisfaction.

The script of "Traffic" is a little weak. I wonder if it can be transformed into something magical with the help of him as the screenwriter and the assistance of this group of comedy troupe.

Just after lunch, Jiang Xian lay on the table again, glanced at the outline drawn on the notebook, held the pen, and used the large green grid manuscript paper of Renwen Press to start writing "A Letter from an Unknown Woman" for "Beijing Literature and Art".

Just wrote a few paragraphs.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Knock knock knock!" When the door was opened, Zhang Dening was outside.

Because she often came, the gate guards at the Beijing Film Studio already knew her and knew that she was an acquaintance of Jiang Xian. In addition, Jiang Xian had given a heads-up in advance, so they signed and let her in.

"Jiang Xian!" Zhang Dening's face was filled with joy, "Your 'Fuxi Fuxi' won first place again!"

"What first place? First place in the national outstanding short story?"

"Otherwise, what's the point of the selection?" Zhang Dening asked back.

Jiang Xian raised the corner of his mouth slightly. In his opinion, "Fuxi Fuxi" was a work good enough to be in the top three, but he did not expect that it would squeeze out Jiang Zilon's "The Record of Director Qiao's Taking Office" and take the first place.

This is normal to think about. There were indeed a lot of criticisms for "Fuxi Fuxi", and there were also a lot of criticisms for "The Record of Director Qiao's Taking Office". Even his hometown of Tianjin bombarded Jiang Zilon for this article. His situation was much more miserable than Jiang Xian's.

"It's a pity that 'Animals Are Dangerous' only won a second prize in the novella competition." Zhang Dening felt a little regretful.

After all, "Fuxi Fuxi" was not a novel edited by her, but "Animal Fierceness" was.

"The feedback from readers of this novel is obviously very good, and it is also very artistic. It looks popular, but if we really give them the pen, who can write with the flavor of the words in your article?" Zhang Dening complained for Jiang Xianming.

"Animals Are Dangerous" is extremely popular among students and has a wide readership. Unfortunately, it is not highly regarded in the cultural circle, as most people cannot accept the ruffian tone of the novel.

"It doesn't matter. You can't let me receive all the awards by myself." Jiang Xian comforted Zhang Dening instead.

Zhang Dening felt something was wrong. "Why are you so calm? You don't seem very happy even though you won first place."

"I'm not very happy? Am I not very happy?"

"Don't you think there's not much money to be made?" Zhang Dening suddenly realized. She had previously concluded with Zhou Yanru that this writer Jiang was obsessed with money!

"There are many benefits to winning this time. Not only will you receive a certificate and gifts, but your winning works will be collected by the editorial department of People's Literature and published in a collection of winning works. You have three winning works, so you should be able to get quite a bit of royalties."

"Really?" Jiang Xian's body trembled.

After hearing what Zhang Dening said, he became excited.

Last year's "1978 National Excellent Short Story Selection Collection" was published by Renwen Press in January this year. This was a task from above, and the remuneration standard was naturally implemented according to last year's specifications. "The Chess King", which has more than 1 words, did not receive much remuneration, less than yuan.

But this year is different. The standard system for remuneration has been revamped, and his three award-winning works together have almost 200,000 words!
That means the basic remuneration alone is more than 2000 yuan! And that doesn’t even include the remuneration for the number of copies printed.

"You have three winning works in this competition. When the time comes to distribute the royalties, I'm afraid all the writers will be shocked." Zhang Dening thought to himself, "What if the superior leader assigns your article as a filming task?"

"You're overthinking this."

Jiang Xian was still very sober.

"Ju Dou" was a banned film, and "Animals" and "Brown Lychees" were even more impossible to film.

Currently, the only two films that have the potential for film and television adaptation are "The Chess King" and "Furong Town". He will most likely hand over "Furong Town" to the Beijing Film Studio for filming because Jiang Huaiyan has been trying to persuade him to do it.

"How is the writing of your manuscript going?" After chatting for a while, Zhang Dening finally couldn't help asking.

"I just wrote the beginning, do you want to read it?"

(End of this chapter)