Chapter 401: Grasping with both hands, both hands must be hard
Tian Yanning was stunned: "Editor Fang, do you think so too?!"
Fang Minghua did not answer directly, raised his glass and touched it with the other person Xia Cai said:
“Last year, I followed the Chinese Writers Association delegation and went to Hong Kong twice to participate in the Hong Kong Writers Association and the Hong Kong Writers Association. The founding ceremony of the Xiangjiang Writers Association. Do you know who the Xiangjiang Writers Association is? Jin Yong, Ni Kuang, Yi Shu, Wen Ruian, Zhang Junmo and Shen Xicheng are all popular novelists. Who is the president? Ni Kuang! Science fiction!”
“You can still be the president of the association if you write martial arts science fiction?” Tian Yanning felt incredible.
"The nature of their Writers' Association is different from our Mainland Writers' Association. It is a purely non-governmental organization." Fang Minghua explained with a smile.
The "Hong Kong Writers Association" is a group of writers engaged in serious literature, such as Liu Yichang, Zeng Minzhi, Pan Yueming, etc. This shows that in the Xiangjiang area, the status of popular novel writers is no higher than that of those engaged in serious literature. The status of writers is low, and as for income, the latter is much higher than the former. "
That's true.
Tian Yanning nodded after hearing this.
"To be honest with you, I will write a martial arts novel. "Fang Minghua said with a smile.
"You? Write martial arts?" Tian Yanning was simply unbelievable.
"I can prove this." Zhao Hongjun interrupted at this time: "The novel written by Fang Zhu is called "The Fighting Swordsman in the Snow", and the first and second parts have been published by us."< br>
“Did you write that book?! No wonder it’s so popular. The content is novel and the momentum is not inferior to that of Jin Yong and Liang Yusheng.”
“Where is it? " Fang Minghua was very modest: "When I was in Hong Kong, there was a martial arts writer in Hong Kong who looked down on us mainlanders and said that they only pirated and copied Jin Yongxin's works, and they were shoddy. I was so angry that I wrote a book. "
"Haha, okay." Tian Yanning laughed: Our mainland's popular literature has just started, and it will definitely surpass Hong Kong and Taiwan in the future. How many people do they have in total? ”
"Serious literature is equivalent to Yangchun Baixue, and popular literature is equivalent to Lower Riba people. The people need both Yangchun Baixue and Lower Riba people. Therefore, Writer Tian, you don't need to have any ideological baggage. As long as you don't write anything that violates the relevant laws and regulations of the country, and make money openly, It’s not a shame.”
Fang Minghua’s last words touched Tian Yanning’s heart.
Yes, I don’t steal or rob, and I don’t write pornographic and reactionary articles. What’s there to be ashamed of? !
Is face more important, or life?
Thinking of this, Tian Yanning picked up the wine glass: "Editor Fang, let me toast you!"
"You're welcome, let's do it!"
After dinner, Fang Minghua refused to let Zhao Hongjun see him off, and asked him to take Tian Yanning back to the hotel. He took a taxi himself, stood at the door of Xijing Restaurant, waved his hand, and A Japanese Duke parked in front of Fang Minghua.
Yes, imported Japanese Duke!
It turns out that in 1985, in response to the call to "enhance the city's image", the Xijing Municipal Government introduced a batch of Nissan Duke sedans as taxis. The price of a Duke car is as high as 600,000-700,000 yuan!
How arrogant.
Of course, taxi prices are also very expensive, with a starting price of 5 yuan and a price of 1.2 yuan per kilometer!
Usually soliciting customers near train stations, hotels, and hotels.
There are also cheaper ones, a kind of motorcycle tricycle with a canvas tent, which the locals call Sibaniu, and Audi’s brother Alto
Of course, it doesn’t matter what Fang Minghua rides on, he can drive Sit wherever you go.
Fang Minghua did not go back to Xingfu Community, but went directly back to his parents. After drinking today, he naturally couldn't write, let alone read the book "Female Stars to Female Prisoners".
When I got home, my mother was watching TV, watching the popular "Dream of Red Mansions". My father was not at home, so he watched people playing chess downstairs without asking.
My younger sister Fang Mingli is not at home either, listening to her mother working overtime at night.
Fang Minghua suspected that he went to watch a movie with Liu Jianjun. "Where's Tangtang?" Fang Minghua asked.
“Coax Lele to sleep.”
Fang Minghua tiptoed into the bedroom and saw that his son had fallen asleep and Song Tangtang was leaning on the bed and reading the manuscript "Female Stars to Female Prisoners".
Seeing Fang Minghua come back, he smelled the smell of alcohol, frowned slightly, and signaled him to brush his teeth and wash up quickly.
Fang Minghua didn't say anything. He left the bedroom, went to the bathroom to wash up, then returned to the bedroom, put on his pajamas and lay next to his wife.
"Minghua, why do you want the Red Army to publish this kind of book?" Song Tangtang whispered.
“What?”
"I think it's a bit too tacky!"
Fang Minghua didn't defend himself, but just told him what he knew about Tian Yanning during his drinking today.
"Tangtang, the literary world is no longer the same as it was in the early 1980s. Competition between magazines and writers is fierce. Writers like Tian Yanning cannot support themselves by publishing in serious literature alone. What should I do? ?Writing this kind of popular novel is undoubtedly a good way out."
"You like reading Lu Xun and Shakespeare. Ya, he likes to read Jin Yong and Qiong Yao, there is no conflict with each other. I focus on the serious literature of "Yanhe" with one hand, and the popular literature of Shengshi Books on the other. Yours." Song Tangtang was amused by Fang Minghua's words: "I didn't expect you to be so confident about this matter!"
"Okay. Let's not talk about this. Tangtang, how do you think about this book from a market perspective?" Fang Minghua asked.
"Well, regardless of the literary nature, this book is still good. The plot is tense and exciting with twists and turns, which is very attractive to readers."
"That's fine, I won't read it either, you Tell Zhao Hongjun tomorrow that this book will be published after the book "Female Leader" is published, and the pseudonym "Xue Milli" will be used to create a "Female Series" series of books by Xue Milli, and it will be published as soon as possible! The better, the paper can be better, and the unit price of the book must be lowered!"
Seeing Song Tangtang staring at him blankly, Fang Minghua chuckled: "For this kind of fast-food novel, the potential readers are all financially capable! Relatively low-income groups, students, rural youth, etc., who will buy it if you set the price so high?"
"You Minghua, I think you are becoming less and less like a great writer, and you are becoming more and more like a great writer. Like a businessman!”
"This is called talking about business! Of course, if you want to talk about Shakespeare with me, I am willing to do so."
"Okay, okay, I was wrong. You are still a great writer. I won't say any more. I need to read a book." After Song Tangtang put down the manuscript, he picked up a book of New Concept English and read it in a low voice.
“You learn English?” Fang Minghua was surprised.
"Well, you see Lili knows so many foreign languages, can I learn one? Maybe I can use it in the future."
She is indeed a daughter-in-law who loves to learn.
"Okay, you study, I'm going to sleep." Fang Minghua kissed his sleeping son and quickly fell asleep with the help of wine.
After Song Tangtang went to work the next day, he told Zhao Hongjun Fang Minghua’s idea. After signing the contract, Zhao Hongjun immediately gave a fatal order to Lao Jin, the head of the company’s editorial office, to proofread it as quickly as possible. In one month, this book "Female Leader" will be released to readers!
(End of this chapter)