Chapter 806 This is the highest level of hype
“Minghua, something big happened!”
On the other end of the phone, Li Li’s anxious tone startled Fang Minghua.
"What's the big deal? Xinxin? Or aunt?"
"No, it's the book you wrote!"
Li Li told Fang Minghua in detail what happened in the United States surrounding this book.
Ouch
It’s so lively.
Fang Minghua did not expect it either.
“Minghua, but you don’t have to worry, there are many people who support you. The famous American writers Peter Heisler, Toni Morrison, and Emily have all publicly expressed their support for you. Support, and "Overseas Chinese News" and "Sing Tao Daily" have also issued statements of support for you. The team led by Professor Yu Yongyifang is already actively working to collect signatures and submit petitions to California and the federal government, demanding a re-investigation of Chinese railway construction. This history." Li Li comforted.
"And it's a blessing in disguise that your book is selling like crazy in the United States. This month's sales have surpassed "Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban", occupying the first place on the New York bestseller list! Demi laughed I can’t open my mouth from ear to ear, and now the publisher is contacting Heinemann Publishing House in the UK to publish it in the UK.”
This is the highest level of hype.
Fang Minghua sighed in his heart.
"I am now organizing a translation team to translate your novel into French, Spanish, etc. as soon as possible, and strive to publish it in these countries and regions to expand its influence." Li Li finally said.
"Okay, take care of yourself."
The two chatted for a while before hanging up the phone.
Fang Minghua left the living room and continued to drink tea in the small courtyard and bask in the sun.
Since the storm is coming very violently, let it be more violent. Anyway, it is none of your business now.
In the afternoon, when Song Tangtang came home from work, Fang Minghua told her the content of the call from Li Li.
Song Tangtang was also surprised that just one book could cause such a big stir?
"Great! The Chinese version also allows Shu Bin to speed up the publication, and also allows people in our country to see this period of history!" Song Tangtang said.
Fang Minghua is not too worried about things on the other side of the ocean. What he is focusing on now is the first Internet Literature Competition under the Banyan Tree.
It is now early December, and the call for submissions for the competition has ended. The next step is for the judges to gather in Shanghai for a meeting to select the winning works.
Fang Minghua and Jia Pingwa boarded the train to Shanghai together.
The meeting took place at the Jinjiang Hotel, with Wang Shuo, Mo Yan and the others. Shi Tiesheng came in a wheelchair and was accompanied by his wife Chen Ximi.
Everyone is familiar with each other and often meet on different occasions, but this is the first time for them to meet Internet writers such as Ning Caishen, Xing Yusen, Annie Baby, Wu Guo, Liu Wu, and SIEG (Qige).
In the conference room, Wang Shuo, who has always been arrogant, was a little surprised when he saw these young people in their early twenties.
“So young?”
“Wang Shuo, when you published your first novel, were you about the same age as them, right?” It was Su Tong who spoke.
A few years ago, Wang Shuo and the others set up a Haima Studio and recruited a large number of writers to write scripts, including Su Tong. The two of them had been together for a while, so they were familiar with each other.
Wang Shuo nodded after hearing this, and after taking a puff of cigarette, he said, "The first novel I officially published should be regarded as "The Story of Seagulls". I was 24 years old that year, but at that time we were all newbies in the literary world. When we met the editor, we It’s like meeting an old man. How can he become an old man at such a young age?”
Everyone laughed after hearing this.
This guy is still so mean when he talks.
But it does make sense. In the traditional literary world, magazines may have editors in their twenties, but they have never seen literary judges in their twenties.
In addition to Ning Caishen, Fang Minghua also saw it for the first time. Everyone smiled and shook hands with each other.
Fang Minghua looked at the young faces.
These people are known as the first generation of Internet writers, but in the eyes of later generations, their identity as Internet writers has long been blurred, and they are writers rather than Internet writers.
People always feel that they will not be the third young master of the Tang family or the princes of Fenghuo Opera. The former are clearly different from the younger generations.
But when I turned around and sorted out the not-so-distant starting point of the origin of Internet literature, I discovered that the “Internet literature” of later generations was actually more narrowly defined.
Ning Caishen, Xing Yusen, and Annie Baby all grew up reading books by Fang Minghua and others, and now they were excited to see real people.
Of course, I am a bit proud to be a judge with my idol at the same time.
This is Internet literature!
As the organizer of the competition, Dai Jiali briefly talked about the submissions for this competition.
“Dear judges, this competition received nearly 100,000 readers visiting the competition homepage, and received a total of 7,235 entries. After preliminary evaluation by editors, 2,302 works entered the formal review stage. Read and comment. Among them, 320 works were approved by more than half of the judges and entered the final evaluation stage. ”
"Judges have worked hard. On behalf of the competition organizing committee, I would like to express my heartfelt thanks!"
Applause burst out in the conference room.
Ning Caishen and others are excited that in a short period of time, the website traffic has increased dramatically.
Wang Shuo and the others were surprised that there were so many submissions? !
This is simply unimaginable in a traditional literary competition!
"Oh my god. I've been feeling dizzy and dizzy lately. I've only read a third of the article?!" Jia Pingwa sat next to Fang Minghua and whispered after hearing this. "This work is simply not done by humans. Don't ask me next time."
"Okay, okay, next time I will make a selection, and the judges will keep the reading limit within three to five hundred articles." Fang Minghua replied.
Indeed, he was also dazzled during this period.
The next step is for the judges to read and discuss the 320 literary works that participated in the final evaluation again within ten days, and finally determine the winning works through number theory voting.
This is also hard work.
Sure enough, the article "Small Hotel in the Sexy Era" received high ratings and was recognized by most of the traditional writers and online writers present at the meeting.
It seems that winning is certain, it’s just because of the few prizes.
Everyone reads and discusses in the conference room during the day, and of course takes a break and wanders around in the evening.
Tonight, Fang Ning and Jia Pingwa are going to help Chen Ximi push Shi Tiesheng around Nanjing Road. The two are not far away, so everyone plans to walk there.
As soon as he got out of the hotel elevator, he saw Dai Jiali walking towards him in a hurry.
"Jiali, are you going back to rest tonight?" Fang Minghua greeted.
"So busy, how can I have time." Dai Jiali complained, and said to Fang Minghua:
"Teacher Minghua, I have something to do with you. The drama troupe of East China Normal University has arranged A play, part of which is adapted from "First Intimate Contact" written by you. I heard that we were going to hold an online literature competition award ceremony, so I wanted to perform it at the ceremony, but the adaptation was not authorized by you. Look at this"< br>
This is it.
"It doesn't matter, just let them use it." Fang Minghua was very generous.
This is not the first time that this novel has been put on stage by a drama troupe, and these are all drama troupes run by college students themselves.
"The pioneer of online novels", the first best-selling novel in the history of China's Internet, is well-deserved.
(End of this chapter)