1978 Synthetic Writers

Chapter 205 New Synthesis
Zheng Xiaolong yawned, not knowing that someone was thinking about him, "Comrade, what new magazines are there?"

"You can read it yourself," the salesperson at the newspaper stand said indifferently.

Zheng Xiaolong took a quick look and found "People's Literature", "Harvest", "October", and "Film Creation".

Huh?
His attention was immediately drawn to the August issue of "Film Creation".

"Please give me one of these." Zheng Xiaolong paid promptly, took the book and left.

Although he is 27 years old and still single, he definitely bought this to study film and literary creation.

Zheng Xiaolong began publishing some novels and film scripts during his college years, and naturally he had a special liking for film literature magazines such as "Film Creation".

Well, he admired the cover for five minutes first.

"Shao Huifang?"

He opened the magazine again and looked at the color pages, his eyes widened.

"What the hell?"

"What the hell?!"

"Fuck!!!"

The man who was screaming at the moment was a college student at the Yenching University branch.

Ten years later, an artist named Feng Xiaogang asked him to give him a chance as he wanted to be a screenwriter.

He gave the other party a chance, and Feng Xiaogang became famous.

Zheng Xiaolong's TV series are equally famous, including "Desire", "The Story of the Editorial Department", "Gua Sha", "Golden Wedding", "Happiness is Like a Flower", "The Legend of Miyue", "The Legend of Zhen Huan", and "Red Sorghum". Too many.

He is respected in the industry as the "Godfather of Chinese TV Dramas."

The film "Desire" he helped produce reduced the national crime rate by 30%.

The TV series he filmed, "Beijingers in New York", directly cooled down the enthusiasm of young people in China to go abroad.

The key point is that this guy and Wang Xiaoping are a perfect match and there has never been any scandal about them.

Zheng Xiaolong squatted in the dormitory, attracted by the cover, and read the entire issue of "Film Creation".

The content of the entire magazine has become more attractive than before. It is not only aimed at film and literature lovers, but also has many more columns.

There are reviews of the new movie "Love in Lushan Mountain", an interview with the movie character "Liu Xiaoqing", some foreign movie news, and letters from the actors to readers.
Even the advertisements on the color pages are quite attractive. Raincoat, you can prepare one in advance in the summer and wear it in the fall.

There were several very well-written scripts, written by Zhang Jie and Jiang Xian. He was left wanting more after reading "Traffic and Crowd" and "The Chess King". He also had a small ambition in his heart and carefully copied down the manuscript address of "Film Creation".

He also wrote a film script called "Two Voyages Back to the Dream", and he is trying to submit it.

Clothing Factory No. 3.

"Factory Director? Where is the factory director?"

"Why are you so irritable? What are you doing?"

Zhang Jieshi was inspecting the workshop when a factory manager came running over in a hurry: "Are there any raincoats left in the warehouse? They're all sold out in the Dongfeng Market and department store counters. Everyone is calling to get more stock. The demand is outstripping the supply!"

"Sold out?" Zhang Jieshi frowned, "What happened?"

Raincoats are off-season clothing in summer. Their three clothing factories reduced production according to the summer production plan. As a result, sales suddenly increased in August, the hottest month?

"The comrades at the counter said that the number of customers has suddenly increased a lot in the past few days. Hundreds of raincoats were sold out in a few days, and the glass of the counter was almost broken."

Zhang Jieshi and he hurriedly transferred the 500 raincoats that were piled up in the warehouse. Just as they saw him off, another director came.

"Director, all the raincoats in the counters at Xidan Shopping Mall and Dong'an Market are sold out. We need to transfer some goods over there."

Zhang Jieshi was stunned. How come all the raincoat counters in the four major shopping malls in Beijing were sold out all of a sudden?
"What's going on?"

"I asked around, and customers said they saw our clothes in an ad in Film Creation magazine."

Hiss.

When Zhang Jieshi heard this, he immediately became excited. This advertisement was worth it.

I looked at Rao Yuemei again and was so excited. It was she who introduced the people from "Film Creation".

"Director Rao, you have done a great job this time!"

"Ah?" Rao Yuemei was confused.

Zhang Jieshi waved his hand and said, "Adjust the factory's production plan! Produce raincoats first!"

Beijing Film Studio.

Editorial Department of Film Creation.

"Editor-in-Chief Jiang! Editor-in-Chief Jiang!" Liang Xiaosheng ran to Jiang Xian's desk with an excited look on his face.

He was startled and quickly emphasized, "Don't shout, deputy editor-in-chief."

Liang Xiaosheng didn't have time to talk to him about this, "The August issue is in short supply now, and the first print run of 8 copies is simply not enough."

Tang Jinchi, who was in charge of distribution, also came over. "It's only been a short while since it was published, and all of our newspaper sales outlets have already sold out."

“We need to reprint it!”

"This issue is selling so well, we need to print more!"

Jiang Xian was quite calm. Was it worth getting so excited just because the first print of 5 copies had been sold out?

"Meeting!"

The comrades from the editorial department quickly sat down, and some from the literature department also came to join in the fun.

After hearing what the distributor said, the office was suddenly filled with joy. "Our Film Creation is finally not holding the factory back."

“Paper is expensive in Luoyang!”

"I think the circulation this month will exceed 10 copies."

"10? There's hope for 20."

When Jiang Huaiyan heard this, he realized that he had finally hired the right person as the deputy editor-in-chief.

Jiang Xian was quite calm. He knocked on the table and said, "Comrades, this is just the beginning. It is the first step for our Film Creation to get out of the predicament. The revolution has not yet succeeded. Comrades still need to work hard and do a good job in collecting manuscripts. This is the core business of a magazine."

"Yes, we need to compile more manuscripts."

"In the past, we only worked on movie scripts, but in the future, all the columns will have to blossom."

The editors talked about it together and imagined the bright future of "Film Creation".

He was even more grateful for Jiang Xian's arrival. It could be said that he had changed the status quo of the entire publication with his own efforts. Jiang Xian sat at his desk and opened some letters. Those who could mail to the address of Beijing Film Studio were basically people he was familiar with.

When he saw one of the letters, his eyes lit up. It was signed by none other than Mr. Zhang Leping. In the letter, he praised the script he wrote, "Sanmao Joins the Army," and expressed his great satisfaction with it.

Jiang Xian was happy for a while, then he sighed.

“It’s a pity that I can’t take the photo.”

The movie "Sanmao Joins the Army" is good, but few people know about it. It was "critically good but not commercially successful" at the time. The postmodernism played by director Zhang Jianya was too novel. Although it won many awards, the audience could not accept it, so the box office was quite bleak that year. Later, it was shown to the Six Princesses and was broadcast every day, becoming more and more popular.

Jiang Xian plans to publish the script in "Film Creation" first to grab this position, and then shoot it when there is a chance. If he wants to shoot it, he will go for the Golden Rooster Award and sentimentality.

"Deputy Editor-in-Chief Jiang, someone's looking for you."

Jiang Xian looked up and saw a young, unfamiliar female comrade. "Who are you?"

"You are Comrade Jiang Xian, right?" She held out her hand. "Hello, I'm the editor of Children's Literature. My name is Xu Dexia."

"Oh, Comrade Dexia."

"I'm here to deliver the manuscript to you." Xu Dexia took out the manuscript of "The Grass House" from her bag.

Jiang Xian had instructed that the original manuscript must be returned, so their magazine only kept the copy.

"You wrote it so well. Many people in our editorial department were very moved after reading it."

"Thank you, thank you." Jiang Xian smiled politely.

Xu Dexia took out another payment slip and handed it to him. "We plan to publish this article in Children's Literature next month."

"No need to modify it?"

"There are just a few typos. I have corrected them for you."

Jiang Xian immediately felt comfortable with the sincerity of Children's Literature, but after listening to Xu Dexia's talk about the editing and publishing plan, he did not quite agree.

"Instead of serializing them one chapter at a time, can you publish them all at once?"

"The Grass House" has a total of nine chapters. If "Children's Literature" publishes one chapter per month, it will take nine months to finish reading it.

Xu Dexia suggested publishing two chapters per month, but Jiang Xian also felt that this was too long.

"One time?" Xu Dexia felt a little embarrassed. "I'll try my best to help you."

Given the quality of "The Grass House" and Jiang Xian's fame, she believed that the editorial department was willing to give preferential treatment in this regard.

"The Grass House" has 230,000 words. Jiang Xian only needs to pay him 2,300 yuan for the manuscript.

Carrying the letter sent by Ba Jin, Jiang Xian went to No. 2 Shatan North Street.

Wang Fu was very excited when he saw him, "Comrade Jiang Xian, are you here to hand me the manuscript?"

Jiang Xian smiled at her and said, "I'm here to visit Comrade Guang Weiran. Is he here?"

"I'll take you there."

Wang Fu sighed in disappointment and took him to the other end of the earthquake shelter. "Comrade Jiang Xian, do you have any manuscripts recently?"

"Not yet." Jiang Xian said helplessly.

He currently has two random inspirations left, [Preferring Sons over Daughters], and the [Cocoon Delivery Worker] which he just unlocked last time.

I feel like it can't be synthesized.

“Since there hasn’t been any, then there must be no magazine contract. Can you give it to People’s Literature?” Wang Fu looked at him expectantly.

Jiang Xian was stunned.

He was quite flattered. The People's Literature, which others were flocking to, had to beg him for manuscripts.

"Okay, then I'll make an appointment with you for a manuscript, but I have a request."

"You said."

“Whether my next article is a long or short story, I want People’s Literature to publish it all at once.”

"Publish it all at once?"

Wang Fu hesitated. If a magazine of the scale of People's Literature published all the novels of a writer at once, it would definitely be a huge sensation.

“Are you sure you want to write a long story?”

"I haven't thought about it yet. I don't have any idea yet."

“That doesn’t necessarily mean it’s a long story.”

Wang Fu thought about it and agreed first, "You can write it, even if it is a long article, I can help you fight for this matter."

I'm afraid not many people in the publishing house would object to the preferential treatment given to the manuscript of this popular writer.

Guang Weiran sat at the table, with a cup of soybean powder mixed with a little brown sugar in it. This was a refreshing trick he and Xian Xinghai learned, and it was called "earth coffee."

In the blink of an eye, this old friend has been gone for 35 years.

"Mr. Guang." Jiang Xian greeted him.

Guang Weiran glanced at him and smiled, "Jiang Xian is here."

Jiang Xian first exchanged a few pleasantries and then mentioned the matter of the Literature Museum to Guang Weiran. Guang Weiran was quite interested and very much agreed.

Jiang Xian showed him Ba Jin's letter and said, "Ba's idea now is to first come up with a cause and a plan, recruit some comrades to participate, write a cause and ask everyone to sign to initiate it, and then formally put forward this suggestion at the Writers Association Council Meeting to form a resolution.

Li Xiaolin has already asked Mr. Mao Dun about this matter. Mr. Mao Dun strongly agrees with this suggestion and also expressed his willingness to provide all his creative materials to the Literature Museum.

Jiang Xian sat with Guang Weiran for the entire afternoon and told him the plan he had drafted: the Writers Association would set up a committee to lead the organization, collect materials from all writers without commenting, supply materials to Chinese and foreign researchers, and charge a handling fee to operate the organization.

Guang Weiran nodded affirmatively, "This is a good plan."

"I am a small person with little influence, so I hope you can organize this signature campaign."

Guang Weiran smiled and said, "Then I, with my old bones, will help you. Jiang Xian, thank you for your concern about this matter."

"Look at what you said. Make a contribution to Chinese literature." Jiang Xian chuckled.

He now understands very clearly that he can be a facilitator in this matter, which is already a great contribution, so there is no need to think too much.

I left Shatan North Street and just turned a street when I heard a dripping sound in my ears.

"[Sending cocoon workers] + [blood] = novel "???""

(End of this chapter)