1978 Synthetic Writers

Chapter 143: "The Chess King" was given to Xi'an Film Studio?

After hearing Yang Mo's words, Jiang Xian finally breathed a sigh of relief.

If this article "Letter from a Stranger Woman" cannot be approved by "Beijing Literature and Art", it will be a headache for him.

Because this is just a short story with few words, the remuneration is relatively low.

Compared with the basic remuneration, Jiang Xian cares more about the collection of his works that "Beijing Literature and Art" will help him publish after the novel is published.

At that time, he will not only receive double the royalties, but also get more royalties based on the number of copies printed.

From this perspective, no matter which magazine this article "Letter from a Stranger Woman" is submitted to, it will not be as good as "Beijing Literature and Art".

Moreover, Jiang Xian had already spent all his savings to buy the yard in Jingshan East Hutong. He was in great need of money now to enrich his own piggy bank.

"Then I'll take my leave first." Jiang Xian stood up, and Zhang Dening walked out with him.

Yang Mo asked her secretary to see the two of them off, and her secretary reluctantly saw them off.

"Jiang Xian, Comrade Yang Mo's evaluation of you is very high." Zhang Dening looked very proud, "What is the husband?"

"Nabokov." Jiang Xian reminded.

"How do you know him?"

"As you know, I often read foreign literary works. In the 50s, Nabokov published a work that shocked the world. By chance, I saw it from an overseas student before." Jiang Xian spoke without hesitation.

"Lolita" was first published in 1955 and introduced to China in the 80s. Booksellers promoted it as a pornographic book.

"The editors of our Beijing Literature and Art are generally optimistic about your novel. I believe that there will be no surprises in the final discussion of the editorial board." Zhang Dening gave him a reassurance and shared: "You may not know that Liu Heng cried after reading your novel."

"Is it?"

"This shows that your novel is very profound and touching," Zhang Dening affirmed.

"By the way, what do you think of our new person in charge?"

"How is it? Pretty good." Jiang Xian kept his mouth shut tightly.

He had heard that the relationship between this person and her secretary was not simple, and her marriage was also complicated. She cheated in her first marriage, and her second marriage was in name only.

But none of this has anything to do with him.

He just submitted an article.

No matter whether the cat is black or white, a cat that can pass his manuscript is a good cat.

Beijing Film Studio.

"Comrade Liu Xiaoqing, are you interested in "The Chess King"? I think there are several roles you can try." Teng Wenji stood in front of Liu Xiaoqing.

Liu Xiaoqing glanced at him.

"Chess King? I've read this novel, and there aren't many female characters to play in it."

"The script must be adapted," Teng Wenji said vaguely.

"I'm sorry, Director Teng, I'm not interested." Liu Xiaoqing waved his hand, exchanged a few words with him, and then quickly walked away in his leather shoes.

Teng Wenji had a complicated expression and lit a cigarette on the side of the road.

"Fuck it."

"The actors at the Beijing Film Studio are all more awesome than the others."

He cursed a few unpleasant words, looked up and caught a glimpse of Zhu Lin again. Teng Wenji took a big puff of his cigarette, threw the butt away, turned his toes, and walked over quickly.

"Comrade Zhu Lin!"

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Zhu Lin glanced at him and immediately felt a little annoyed.

"Comrade, what's up with you?"

Teng Wenji smiled and said, "It's like this. Our Xi'an Film Studio is preparing for the filming of "The Chess King" and is now looking for actors. I would like to invite you to audition." "The Chess King?" Zhu Lin looked at him strangely.

Teng Wenji felt relieved. These actors without status really valued the opportunity to film more than those formal actors.

"I guess you have heard of this novel. Our Xi'an Film Studio is preparing to adapt it into a movie and bring it to the screen." He put on a superior attitude.

Although Zhu Lin was curious, she was too lazy to talk to him.

"I'm sorry, Director Teng, I don't have much time and I'm not interested." She nodded slightly, then said goodbye and left quickly.

After returning to the guesthouse, Zhu Lin did not go back to her room first, but went to Jiang Xian's door and knocked twice.

I waited for a long time but no one opened the door.

Just as she was about to leave, she turned around and bumped into Jiang Xian who was returning from the literary and artistic editorial department in Beijing.

"Are you looking for me?" Jiang Xian took out the key and opened the door while talking to her.

"Where have you been?" Zhu Lin looked at him curiously.

Jiang Xian poured her a cup of tea and shared, "Beijing Literature and Art, today a manuscript was approved by them."

Zhu Lin was surprised. "Another manuscript was accepted? Then you can earn a lot of money this time, right?"

“Not much.

This time it was a short story, more than 3 words, and I only got more than yuan.”

"Is three hundred not enough? Comrade Xiao Jiang, I think you have been corrupted by capitalism." Zhu Lin rolled her eyes and complained, "I have to shoot for a year to earn as much as you do. You are already amazing."

Jiang Xian enjoyed her exaggeration very much. He chuckled and said, "I have something even more powerful."

As he spoke, he slowly approached her. The masculine scent made Zhu Lin instinctively nervous. She whispered, "What are you doing?"

"I won't just get the 300-plus yuan this time. This work will be collected into a book and published together, so I'll get another sum of royalties." Jiang Xian explained to her excitedly in a low voice.

Zhu Lin blinked her eyes and exclaimed in a low voice, "Is it possible?"

Jiang Xian shared with her the joy of having his manuscript approved for a while before he remembered that Zhu Lin had come to see him for something.

"What do you want from me?"

"It's about 'The Chess King'." Zhu Lin quickly told him what happened on the road.

"Teng Wenji?"

Jiang Xian was a little confused. "When did I give him the adaptation rights? Isn't he blatantly cheating?"

"No way, he seemed quite serious to me. I actually thought Xi'an Film Studio had obtained the adaptation rights from you." Zhu Lin said doubtfully.

"How can it be."

"What kind of person is this? So weird." Zhu Lin complained.

After she left, Jiang Xian went to the cafeteria to have a meal. When he came back, Teng Wenji and two comrades from Xi'an Film Studio were waiting for him at the door of his room.

"Comrade Jiang Xian, you're finally back. We've been waiting for you all morning!"

He frowned, "What are you doing here?"

Teng Wenji smiled and said, "We are here to discuss the details of the adaptation of "The Chess King" with you."

"Negotiate with me? What are you negotiating with me about? I haven't given you the adaptation rights of The Chess King."

"You don't know yet?"

Teng Wenji smiled brilliantly and said, "Because there are too many film studios competing for The Chess King, yesterday, Deputy Minister Chen of the Ministry of Culture decided to give The Chess King to Xi'an Film Studio to shoot."

"Vice Minister Chen? Who is Vice Minister Chen?"

"Chen Huangmei."

(End of this chapter)