1978 Synthetic Writers

Chapter 352 Xinqiao Hotel
"Ba Lao's son-in-law Zhu Hongsheng has taken "Furong Town" to your Shanghai Film Studio. Why is there still no news?" Jiang Xian asked Xie Jin.

Xie Jin said, "I've been busy with The Wreath Under the Mountain, so I don't have time."

"When are you going to set up the team? You, Old Xie, are not going to give yourself a vacation first, are you?"

"Have a holiday?"

Li Jun laughed, "Old Xie is the kind of person who wants to be on the set giving instructions 365 days a year. How could he be willing to give himself a day off?"

Jiang Xian looked at Li Jun:

"Old Li, how was the filming of The Garland Under the Mountain? We have all seen it now. As for Furong Town, this novel just won the Mao Dun Literature Prize. I am not bragging, but the film and television adaptation of this novel is definitely what thousands of readers are looking forward to. In my opinion, you have to take charge."

Xie Jin nodded. "The movie 'Hualu' is not a rural theme that you, Li Jun, are good at, but 'Furong Town' is. In my opinion, you are the only one who can write this script."

"Since your original author and director have said so, why should I, Li Jun, hesitate? Let's work together again!" Li Jun agreed readily.

Seeing this, Jiang Xian was completely relieved.

He was really worried about handing "Furong Town" to others, but he felt confident about handing it over to Li Jun.

Moreover, the cooperation between the three of them in "The Garland" was also very pleasant. They were able to quickly reach a consensus when exchanging ideas about the plot. Sometimes they really felt that they were each other's confidants, and they even wanted to stick some incense and become sworn brothers.

"If you want to write a script, try to do it as early as possible. I'm going abroad in a while." Jiang Xian told Li Jun.

"Are you going abroad?"

Li Jun frowned, "If you, the original author, are not here, then it will be difficult for me, the screenwriter of the adaptation, to grasp the scale of the script."

"It's okay."

Jiang Xian had an idea. "I have a great guy here. I'll send him to you later. With him here, there will be absolutely no problem with the script."

Jiang Xian kept the question a secret and then asked Xie Jin:
"Do you have any ideas for the actors in "Furong Town"?"

He knew that Xie Jin had his own way of selecting actors, and he often had a roster in mind before filming began.

Xie Jin took a puff of his cigarette.

"Zhang Guangbei is good. When I saw Li Mangeng in the novel, he was the first person that came to my mind."

"Is it?"

Jiang Xian was also surprised. It seemed that Zhang Guangbei was really suitable for the role of Li Mangeng, otherwise Xie Jin would not have immediately made a choice consistent with another time and space.

By the way, Xie Jin got to know Zhang Guangbei through Jiang Xian’s introduction, which allowed Zhang Guangbei to follow Xie Jin to participate in the filming of "The Chess King".

"He's efficient enough, he won't be bad." Jiang Xian said.

"率" means something similar to "帅".

There is no word "帅" now. The more commonly used word is "率". This is also the way it is marked in the Xinhua Dictionary. You can say "率" for actions, "率" for people, and "率" for words.

The drama and crosstalk industries also often use "rate" to evaluate the performance characteristics of actors.

Zhang Guangbei is indeed quite “smart”.

Rumor has it that the food on the set of "Furong Town" was average, but Zhang Guangbei was always able to get in-demand pork, pork ribs and other foods for everyone to enjoy.

It was because of his “inspiring” attitude that many girls on the streets of Wangcun, where “Furong Town” was filmed, and the Furong Town in later generations, became his fans.

Among them was the daughter of a butcher shop who particularly liked Zhang Guangbei. Whenever Zhang Guangbei came, there would always be fresh pork trotters, pork thighs, etc.

Jiang Xianxin thought that it was you, Old Xie, who was good at commanding the troops.

With Zhang Guangbei, at least the food on the crew won’t be bad.

"What about the other actors?"

"What's wrong? Do you have any ideas?"

Xie Jin looked at Jiang Xian, and Jiang Xian did not hide anything, "Liu Xiaoqing came to me before, wanting to fight for the role of Hu Yuyin."

"Liu Xiaoqing?"

Xie Jin frowned, "Liu Xiaoqing is such a famous actress, I'm afraid it will be troublesome to use her."

Liu Xiaoqing was at the peak of his career.

I also appeared on the Spring Festival Gala this year.

The Spring Festival Gala also specially broadcast some clips from "The Burning of the Old Summer Palace" and "The Imperial Court".

An absolute top female star.

"If you don't have anyone better, I think it's a good idea to try her."

"This..." Xie Jin glanced at Jiang Xian with a strange look in his eyes.

"What are you looking at? Old Xie, you don't think I have a problem with my work style, do you?"

Xie Jin shook his head, "Of course that's not what I meant."

"I worked with her in "Traffic" before I went to Beijing Film Studio. How can I describe this actress? She is very motivated."

"I'm afraid that with her current personality, she won't be able to concentrate on playing the role of Hu Yuyin."

"Oh, that's hard to say."

Jiang Xian said, "When the time comes, you can arrange Liu Xiaoqing to join the crew and let her cook for the entire crew every day. This will not only temper her temper, but also deepen her understanding of the role of Hu Yuyin."

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Xie Jin was a little dumbfounded.

Let Liu Xiaoqing serve meals to the entire crew?

What is the concept of this?
Just think about Yang Mi wearing a red dress and looking ethereal a second ago, "Tushan, I'm protecting you, understand?"

The next second, she was wearing an apron and holding a big spoon: "Lulululululul, dinner is ready!"

Who dares to imagine this scene?

Xie Jin is now completely sure that Jiang Xian has no problems with his work style.

Who can be so cruel to his own woman?
"Old Xie, besides Hu Yuyin, I also have a candidate for the actor Qin Shutian." Jiang Xian said.

"Who?"

“I’m still a student.”

Chinese drama.

Jiang Wen has been feeling a bit jealous lately.

Hey, there was Ni Dahong from sophomore year. He was so ugly and his acting was so expressionless.

So he ended up acting in "The Garland under the Mountain"?

Of course Jiang Wen has seen this movie. It has been very popular recently. Even in their Chinese opera, people are discussing it wherever he goes.

The role of Duan Yuguo chosen for Ni Dahong in the film has also become a hot topic of discussion.

How can one feel balanced when seeing someone who is inferior to oneself in every way having an important role in the movie "The Garland"?

"You think Ni Dahong's family doesn't have any connections?"

"Not really. I heard that the writer Jiang Xian personally came to the school to select him, and he felt that he was particularly suitable for this role."

"Jiang Xian picked it? Is that true?"

"Really? That's what our senior Cong Shan said."

"No way, that guy is as ugly as Jiang Wen, how could he be chosen to act in a movie?"

"Hey, keep your voice down. Brother Jiang Wen, have you eaten?"

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Jiang Wen walked away from the group silently.

I was also thinking about it in my mind.

Even though Ni Dahong is so ugly, he can still find a job with Jiang Xian.

He is handsome in a reserved way, and he has become familiar with Jiang Xian. Should he go and spend more time with him?

Just as he was thinking about it, someone called him.

"Jiang Wen, your letter."

"My letter?" Jiang Wen opened it quickly, took a look at the contents, and froze in place.

After a long while, he clapped his hands, laughed, and said:
"Hey! Okay! I got it!"

June 6, Xinqiao Hotel.

There is a saying in Beijing these days: "There are new immigrants in the south and old Mo in the north."

These are the two most famous Western restaurants in Beijing from the founding of New China to the early 80s.

However, compared with Lao Mo, the threshold for new immigrants is higher.

I heard that the Xinqiao Hotel owns a piece of land at the Capital Airport, which is specifically responsible for the meals of leaders traveling on special planes at the airport.

When Nixon visited China, the reception venue was set up in the Xinqiao Hotel, which was a grand occasion.

Later, when Japan applied for the Olympic Games, the Olympic Committee had its office on the sixth floor here and did not move out until 02.

"Jiang Xian, this way." Wang Meng waved at Jiang Xian.

"Finally you're here. I was afraid you wouldn't make it in time."

"Fortunately, I didn't stay in Yunnan for long," said Jiang Xian.

As soon as he came back from Yunnan, he rode his bike here to attend today's dinner at Xinqiao Hotel.

This dinner was hosted by the screenwriting department of People's Literature.

One reason was that "People's Literature" and "Selected Fictions" had separated, and they had a farewell dinner.

The second is to welcome Wang Meng to take charge of the editorial department of People's Literature.

"Comrades, let me say a few words." Guang Weiran held up his wine glass and gave a brief speech.

"I took over the work of People's Literature six years ago. At that time, I was already old and in poor health. I had undergone two major operations for cancer, but I always told myself a principle: 'Don't bother others or the company.'

Now that I, an old comrade, am about to retire, I cannot say that I have done a very good job at work. At least I am not very satisfied with it. I would like to apologize to everyone.

I, as an old comrade, have not done well. In the future, I hope that you can work with Comrade Wang Meng to do it better. I hope that this publication can be more lively and friendly. Don’t just seek stability, but seek stability while riding the wind and waves. ”

The editors applauded loudly.

The more sentimental ones couldn't help but have tears in their eyes.

At this time, Wang Meng stood up again and said a few simple words.

No eloquence.

Wang Meng repeatedly emphasized that he is just a writer and he still has to rely on experts to edit the publication.

In general, she is very low-key, and one can clearly see Wang Meng's sophisticated side.

This was his first public appearance as the new editor-in-chief of People's Literature.

Jiang Xian thought this was a good start.

It's July soon.

Anyone who paid attention immediately noticed the big changes on the copyright page of the July 1983 issue of People's Literature.

First, the editor-in-chief was replaced by Wang Meng.

Then, of the three original deputy editors-in-chief, only Liu Jianqing was retained.

The biggest change is in the editorial board. The old generation of writers on the original editorial board have completely withdrawn, and a group of young and middle-aged writers in their prime have come online:
Ru Zhijuan, Xu Huaizhong, Chen Rong, Huang Zongying, Jiang Zilong, Jiang Xian.
These popular writers in the literary world have become the backbone of this publication.

"Didn't you decide to be the deputy editor-in-chief?" Zhu Lin asked Jiang Xian after reading the copyright page.

"This matter still requires the Writers Association to hold a meeting to make a decision, which will not be possible until half a year later," Jiang Xian explained.

That's how things are done these days.

We have to hold meetings and meetings again, discuss and discuss again, before we can finally make a decision.

"Is Choi Do-yi also on the editorial board list?"

Zhu Lin saw the name of Cui Daoyi, a veteran of the editorial department, on the new editorial board list.

She rolled her eyes and said, "Jiang Xian, do you think this means that he might be selected as deputy editor-in-chief?"

"Yo, okay."

Jiang Xian looked at Zhu Lin with admiration.

Her Majesty the Queen has a very high emotional intelligence. No wonder she is so successful in another time and space. It's all thanks to her keen sense of zz.

In addition to the copyright page, this July issue of "People's Literature" is also full of information.

Zhu Lin read with great interest an article drafted by Wang Meng and published in the name of "Editorial Department of this Magazine" entitled "Not Just for Literature - A Message to Readers".

“It shows concern for the world and human nature, and for social progress.”

"We hope to present to readers the voices of hundreds of millions of people and the magnificent and mottled picture of the times."

"We welcome works that are closely connected to the fate of millions of people, and are closely connected to them."

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“Is this the editor-in-chief’s declaration?”

Jiang Xian nodded, "Teacher Wang wrote so well, with lofty ideas and great ambitions. This is a great literary perspective."

"Giggle cluck."

Zhu Lin couldn't help laughing, "Deputy Editor-in-Chief Jiang, you're already flattering me before you even take office?"

"This is not flattery." Jiang Xian argued with a red face.

Zhu Lin flipped through a few more pages and found this volume of People's Literature even more interesting.

"And you also reissued Mirror Table?"

"Mingjingtai" is a short story by Geng Longxiang that was published in "People's Literature" in the 50s. It is very famous. The core idea is probably: "We must not forget the people."

"You don't understand, right? This is where Teacher Wang's brilliance comes in."

Jiang Xian chuckled and said, "He is sending a signal that he will still adhere to the realist tradition of People's Literature and will not adjust the publishing ideas or change the publication style.

However, on this basis, he would use Western expression methods to enrich and transform realism little by little, which is the new realism he advocated. "

".Your literary world has so many different fields."

Zhu Lin couldn't help but complain, "Can't you just write a good novel?"

"Our Chinese literary tradition advocates 'shouldering the moral responsibility', which means that writing a novel is not as simple as typing words," said Jiang Xian.

As long as you are involved in literature, there is no way to escape this circle.

Wang Shuo distanced himself from the writer's industry and played the role of a "ignorant and fearless" ruffian.

In fact, it still didn’t jump out.

He just said that he was uneducated and lowered himself to the first floor first, so that he would be in an invincible position and it would be convenient for him to curse people upstairs. If anything happened, everyone would jump together and he would definitely be less injured.

In short: I admit that I am not a good person, and you should not think that you are a good person either.

Two days later, Li Jingfeng, the editor from Renwen Press, came to see me.

He told Jiang Xian that their Renwen Publishing House planned to publish a batch of novels in the friendly country Yugoslavia.

Renwen Press is interested in Jiang Xian’s recently released works “Red Sorghum” and “The Last Hun”.

"You guys want the Huns even though it's not finished yet?"

"What's wrong? You've only written the first volume, so just publish the first volume first."

"Oh, yes, you are the Humanities Press, not CCTV."

Jiang Xian reacted and asked, "You are publishing in Yugoslavia, so which regulation do you follow for royalties?"

"What do you mean by pressing which side?" Li Jingfeng was puzzled.

Jiang Xian explained:
"Since you are publishing in Yugoslavia, I don't think you need to follow the original domestic regulations on royalties."

"Jingfeng."

"How about giving me a raise in my royalties?"

(End of this chapter)