Chapter 286 No one understands progress better than me
Compared to "Midnight Ring", Fang Yan has more things to do on his hands.
The first thing is to go to the special counter of Youyi Store, move the split wall air conditioner and other things that I bought in the United States one by one to my home, and then install the air conditioner in the lobby.
Yang Xia and Fang Yan were sitting in front of the electric fan, eating watermelon, blowing the air conditioner, and watching TV. This life is so exciting!
Fang Yan, on the other hand, continues to run around.
I went to the post office and applied for a telephone installation.
Originally, from registration to installation, one had to wait in line for three or four months, but the postal and telecommunications system was concerned about the favor of "That Mountain, That Man, That Dog", so no matter what, it had to give Teacher Fang a little favor. .
So, after confirming the payment, we promised to come and install it within a month.
After completing this important matter, I mailed the letter to Gong Zhen.
While he was participating in the international writing project, Gong Zie sent a total of 2 letters to Shichahai Zhaizi’s mailbox.
One letter talks about what he saw and heard on the set of "Under the Bridge" and the trivial matters in life after filming was completed.
The other letter did not respond directly to Dialect's poem, but instead invited him to Shanghai to watch the premiere of "Under the Bridge". The letter also included a poem, "I don't know What night is this? ”
It seems that we have to find a time to completely burn up the hot spot of the revolutionary friendship between the two!
Immediately afterwards, I rode my beloved scooter around Sijiu City, delivering gifts to Shen Shuang, Shi Tiesheng, Wan Jiabao and other families one by one, until it was Zhang Guangnian's turn.
The brothers sat facing each other, with two cups of steaming tea on the table.
"I thought you would return to China in September no matter what."
Zhang Guangnian smiled, "I didn't expect you to come back more than half a month early."
Dialect said about the International Writing Project The last month was free time, and I had already done all the things I needed to do in the United States.
“It’s good to come back.”
Zhang Guangnian said happily: “Your trip to the United States is really worthwhile. It has brought glory to China and made us proud... ”
Dialect grinned.
The day after he heard that he had won the National Book Award, the Embassy in the United States spread the news back to China. People's Daily, Xinhua News, Literary News, Guangming News Newspapers such as China Daily, as well as TV stations such as CCTV and Yanjing TV, in short, all major media took turns to promote the event together.
After all, we only achieved "zero breakthrough" in gold medals in the 1984 Olympics.
These days, anyone who can win awards and become famous internationally will definitely be as popular domestically as the Chinese Women's Volleyball Team winning the championship.
“You, you, have made such a big fuss in the United States.”
Zhang Guangnian said that because of this incident, the arrangement for him to be seconded from the October Literature and Art Publishing House to the Humanities Publishing House almost fell through.
Fang Yan was startled, "Senior brother, that is to say..."
"It has been agreed, you must be mentally prepared."
Zhang Guangnian said that he would transfer He went to "People's Literature" as deputy director and acting director of the editorial department.
Fang Yan asked: "When?"
"I went to the Humanities Society after 1984."
"After 2010?!"
"Yeah, is it too late?"
"No, no, it's just a bit unexpected. .”
Fang Yan took a sip of tea.
"Comrade Wang Meng has just served as the editor-in-chief of "People's Literature". These six months are enough for him to familiarize himself with the work and establish a firm foothold."
Zhang Guangnian explained: "When the time comes, you can go over and partner with him, and you will be able to help him immediately. I'm busy."
Fang Yan was surprised: "Where is Zilong?"
"The Jinmen Writers Association refused to let go. "People,"
Zhang Guangnian waved his hand, "Originally, "October" was not willing to agree, but your situation is quite special. You are a professional writer of the Yanjing Writers Association, and Wang Meng is the chairman of the Yanjing Writers Association | Xi, with this level of relationship, worked with the Ministry and the Writers Association to do ideological work, and then he cracked this hard nut. ”
Fang Yan never expected that this secondment would have so many twists and turns.
"But you don't have to worry. Although Jiang Zilong was not transferred, he is still a member of the editorial board."
Zhang Guangnian said that the editorial board of "People's Literature" was reorganized. The older generation of writers all quit.
A group of young and powerful writers, such as Ru Zhijuan, Fang Yan, Chen Rong, Jiang Zilong, etc., have become members of the new editorial board. In addition, there are also veterans of the editorial department such as Cui Daoyi and Liu Jianqing on the list.
The new deputy editor will be selected from among them.
There was a trace of regret in his tone, "If it weren't for your length of service and age, otherwise, you should also be considered."
"Senior brother, I don't dare to think that this progress is too much." Soon."
"Really don't want to?"
"Hey, you must be lying if you say you don't want to," Fang Yan said with a smile. Editor-in-Chief, that is equivalent to the department level.
What is the concept of a deputy director who is less than 30 years old?
Qi Tongwei knelt down to become a son-in-law and mourned Zhao Lichun's grave, but he didn't make such great progress! They are simply rocket cadres!
"Haha, you little naughty boy." Zhang Guangnian said: "In the past six months, you have slowly handed over the work of the editorial department of "October", and then went to "People's Literature" to report to Wang Comrade Meng, please don't let down my expectations of you. We must make "People's Literature" better! Make it more lively and friendly. Don't just seek stability, but seek stability while riding the wind and waves..."
"Brother, I promise. You will not be disappointed.”
Fangyan vowed.
"I am very happy to finally put "People's Literature" in your hands." Zhang Guangnian finally fulfilled his wish and can retire with peace of mind.
"Senior brother, there is something I want you to worry about."
"Looking at your smile, it is definitely not an easy matter."
"Easy ! It’s not complicated at all!”
< br>Dialect talked endlessly about the funding plan of the foundation, the exchange program specially set up by the International Writing Program for Mao Dun Literature Prize writers, the work-study scholarship fund, and the plan to support more Chinese writers in the future. Clear and logical.
"This is a great thing!"
Zhang Guangnian slapped his thigh, "If it's done, it will be a good talk in the Chinese literary world."
"Senior brother, that's what I think. "
Fang Yan wants Zhang Guangnian and Shen Shuanglai to serve as directors of the foundation and the leaders of the entire exchange project. They want to select suitable candidates from Chinese writers, especially Mao Dun Literature Prize writers, and then Recommended to Nie Hualing.
“You are making me unable to live in peace in my later years.”
Zhang Guangnian couldn't help but joke.
"Senior brother, you are still going strong, so why talk about your old age?"
Fang Yan said: "I think it would be a pity to retire like this. If you, senior brother, are in charge of this project, I believe that it will be fair, just, smooth and stable, which will help our literary world continue to protect and shine."
After some persuasion, Zhang Guangnian reluctantly accepted these tasks.
Fang Yan has long thought about arranging additional benefits for Shen Shuang and Zhang Guangnian in the name of the foundation to repay Shen Yanbing, Zhang Guangnian and others for their kindness. Of course, this This is just the beginning, there will be other care in the future.
"Junior brother, I shouldn't have asked about your personal problems, but!"
Zhang Guangnian changed the subject and said that his marriage was about to be put on the agenda, not to mention the issue of progress, just the future. The Decision on Strictly Cracking Down on Criminal Activities was soon promulgated.
Those who may or may not be arrested must be arrested resolutely; those who may or may not be sentenced must be sentenced resolutely; those who may or may not be killed must be killed resolutely.
For example, those who have inappropriate relationships between men and women, or have personal style problems, if the circumstances are serious, they will also have to eat peanuts!
"Senior Brother, to be honest with you, I have..."
Fang Yan looked serious at first, then smiled.
“We are already in love, right?”
Zhang Guangnian said kindly, “It’s inconvenient for me to tell you, senior brother, who is my future younger brother and sister?”
Fang Yan leaned over and whispered softly.
“Oh, her!”
Zhang Guangnian's eyes flashed, "You are very discerning, when will the matter be done?"
Fang Yan said: "I will inform you to go to the wedding banquet then."
"Okay! Okay!"
Zhang Guangnian nodded with satisfaction: "But it's best not to do it today "In the second half of the year."
After a pause, he explained: "Because there will be a very important foreign affairs visit in the second half of the year, the senior leader will personally lead the delegation to Japan. This is the first time, Comrade Muqiao. Tell me, you are very likely to be on the list of this visiting group.”
"Me?"
Fang Yan then thought about it, maybe it had something to do with the publication of "The Mountain, That Man, That Dog" in Japan.
“Not only "The Mountain, That Man, That Dog", but also "A Bite of China"."
Zhang Guangnian smiled and said: "These two movies will be released together with the interview Group, take them to Japan."
Fang Yan felt a sudden change in his heart.
Ouch, this is a great thing!
The two then talked about the preview screening of "A Bite of China" and even the national auditions for "Dream of Red Mansions".
Unconsciously, we chatted for a full hour and a half.
Fang Yan took the tea sent by Zhang Guangnian, said goodbye and left, riding his motorcycle home.
In the past, there would always be a large number of idle and idle hooligans gathering on the streets. We had to be careful every time, fearing that a few gangsters with knives or even guns would pop up and rob them. But now, it’s different. , two motorcycles drove past, with heavily armed police officers sitting on them.
Obviously, a severe crackdown has begun...
(End of this chapter)