Literary Master 1978

For the Chinese, the year is not over until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

On the afternoon after Lin Chaoyang finished his phone call with Xie Jin, Li Tuo was planning a party tomorrow. Among the people around him, Lin Chaoyang's family was the only one with good living conditions, so the gathering place was naturally chosen at Lin Chaoyang's house.

But it's not the Overseas Chinese Apartment, but in Mianmian Hutong.

The place here is big and there are many rooms, so you can have as much fun as you want.

Xie Jin rushed to Mianmian Hutong in a hurry, and when he knocked on the door of the courtyard, he saw people drinking and drinking in the courtyard, and couldn't help but complain to Lin Chaoyang.

"You're such a cool kid!"

Lin Chaoyang ignored his complaints and pulled him onto the table. After the introduction, he said to Xie Jin, "Isn't this just for you to catch the wind and wash away the dust."

Then Lin Chaoyang said to everyone: "Director Xie is famous for being able to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. He is known as the Immortal of Wine. Weren't you guys pretty good at drinking just now? Come on, let's compete with Director Xie."

Pushing Xie Jin to the wine table, Lin Chaoyang successfully escaped and stood aside watching Li Tuo, Zhang Chengzhi and others surround Xie Jin like hyenas.

"Chaoyang, Xie Daozhou is tired from traveling, don't let them go too far." Tao Yushu persuaded worriedly.

Lin Chaoyang sneered, "Don't worry. Even I can't knock these guys down. They are just delivering food."

Sure enough, less than half an hour after Lin Chaoyang finished speaking, everyone else on the table except Xie Jin was still leisurely picking up vegetables and eating, was already unconscious, and some even got under the table.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, how embarrassing!" Lin Chaoyang said sarcastically, and carried everyone to the kang to sober up.

Xie Jin had eaten and drank enough, "You're a bad boy, you're causing trouble to the east."

“You’re going to scold the cook after you’re done eating, right?”

After joking for a while, the two got down to business.

"I've been telling you about "High Mountain" for more than half a year, but you actually broke your promise and wanted to give it to someone else." Xie Jin came up and accused Lin Chaoyang from the moral high ground.

"I didn't promise you. Let's discuss it case by case. If someone gives you a lot of royalties, I will definitely give it to them!"

"We are engaged in artistic work, and always thinking about royalties will limit your artistic creation."

"I create to earn royalties. If I don't want royalties, my creation will be restricted."

…

Seeing that Lin Chaoyang's brainwashing failed, Xie Jin had no choice but to change his direction and asked: "How much royalties did they give you?"

"This... it's not convenient to disclose."

Xie Jin narrowed his eyes, "I think you're trying to trick me into cheating and asking me to increase your royalties, right?"

Lin Chaoyang was calm and composed, "I won't tell you just because I'm afraid you'll think too much and think I'm driving up prices. You're familiar with the people at Yanying Factory, so you can ask them about it yourself. Can I still lie to you about this kind of thing?"

It's usually familiar, but at this time the two sides are competitors. If you ask yourself, it will be strange if they can tell you the truth.

Xie Jin thought this in his heart and said, "I wouldn't dare to tell you what you said."

"That's right. How dare I talk nonsense when you are always in front of me!"

Xie Jin further advised: ""High Mountain" is a rare and good work. We have many literary works describing war themes in China, but this work is unique because it involves the gratitude to Vietnam and even the Soviet Union. Gratitude and resentment.”

"It is different from other foreign wars in China's modern history. The nature of this war is full of strong patriotism.

More importantly, your novel breaks through an unwritten commandment of military literature for decades and touches very sharply on the real-life contradictions and even corruption in military life.

This can be called a milestone in our military literature creation.

Such a good work must be handed over to a suitable person..."

As Xie Jin spoke, he changed his angle again. This time he wanted to argue that the novel "High Mountain" could only be given to a famous director like him so that it would not be buried.

"I've been talking for a long time, but you still don't mention the royalties. I think you're not sincere."

Lin Chaoyang couldn't help but said in the end.

Xie Jin saw that the conversation had no effect, so he had no choice but to give a number, "Three thousand yuan."

"I just said you are not sincere, forget it, I'll talk to Yanying Factory and Bayi Factory."

"Then how much did you say?"

"Ten thousand!"

Xie Jin was startled, his eyes behind the lenses seemed to see a ghost, "Sell my scale and see if it's worth ten thousand!"

"My royalties are not random. It has been almost a month since "The Wrangler" was released? How much did the movie tickets alone cost? How much did the copies cost?

The influence of "Mountain" is greater than that of "Wrangler". Your film system took my novel and adapted it, and you made a lot of money. I can just drink the soup, right? "

Xie Jin said sincerely: "That's not how you calculated the bill. Our studio didn't get the box office, and the copies were sold by the distribution company. What our studio earned was buyout money. It's good if we don't lose money."

"I would say that your film industry has huge problems right now. Those who invest don't make money, and those who make money don't invest. If this continues, big problems will occur sooner or later."

"Don't make your vision so grand. Let's talk about the movie in front of you first. Ten thousand is too high. Not to mention our Shanghai Film Studio, even the studios in China don't have this price!"

"It didn't happen before, but it doesn't mean it won't happen in the future. Lao Xie, we have to look at the problem from a development perspective."

The two thieving art workers are trying to brainwash each other, but unfortunately they are both thousand-year-old foxes, and neither can do anything to the other.

After negotiating for a long time, the final manuscript fee was stuck at 4,500 yuan.

"Forget it, forget it. Anyway, I'm not short of money now."

After talking for a long time, Lin Chaoyang finally said impatiently.

Xie Jin knew that he was playing hard to get, and felt that now was not the time to rush, so he talked about the topic of "The Shepherd" for a while, and then said goodbye.

After leaving Mianhua Hutong, Xie Jin ran to the guesthouse of Yanying Studio. He stayed here most of the time when he came to Yanjing.

When he arrived at the guesthouse, Xie Jin gathered his old friends.

At the dinner table, Chen Huaikai asked, "Old Xie, it's just the end of the Chinese New Year, what kind of job did you have?"

"I'm preparing to shoot "Qiu Jin", so I came to see the actors."

Xie Jin's nonsense came out without warning, and Jiang Huaiyan, who was standing by, didn't feel the slightest bit of vigilance in his heart when he heard him say that, "You are really a model worker. "The Shepherd" has only been released for a few days, and you are already researching new works."

"I can't sit still. I'm almost 60, so I'll shoot as many movies as I can."

Xie Jin's words made several old friends sigh. Jiang Huaiyan was fine, he was in his 40s and in his prime, and he was a drama creator, so it didn't matter if he was a little older.

Chen Huaikai and Cheng Yin are 62 and 65 respectively. They are getting older in recent years and feel that they are not as energetic as before.

Cheng Yin finished shooting "Xi'an Incident" last year. If nothing unexpected happens, this should be his last work as a director, because he will soon become the dean of Yanjing Film Academy and will focus on teaching and management positions in the future.

After chatting about Cheng Yin's work for a while, Xie Jin sighed for his old friend, saying that Yanying Studio lost another general without him, and then the topic naturally switched to the film projects that Yanying Studio had recently launched.

Jiang Huaiyan did not doubt him and casually mentioned several films that were being planned and prepared, including "The Wreath Under the Mountain".

"Are you going to shoot "The Wreath Under the Mountain"? Is the script written?" Xie Jin asked.

"No. The adaptation rights have not been obtained yet. Last time, "A Game of Chess That Has Not Been Finished" offended Chaoyang. Now we go to them to ask for the adaptation rights. How can it be so easy to get them?"

Jiang Huaiyan was full of sorrow when he talked about this. Xie Jin asked again: "We are all old friends, it shouldn't be that serious, right?"

"Well, he didn't say he wouldn't give it, but he shouted out a sky-high fee. Who can't see that he just doesn't want to give it to us."

"Then what is your studio going to do?"

"What can we do? Now they have the initiative, and we can only give it to him Increase the fee. Anyway, Lao Wang said, do your best and leave it to fate. "

After guiding the topic for a long time, it was finally time to get to the meat of the play. Xie Jin was about to find out what price Yanying Studio offered, and Chen Huaikai suddenly asked: "Old Xie, this year's Golden Rooster Award and Hundred Flowers Award are in your pocket again, right?"

"I dare not say that, it all depends on the judges and the audience."

He replied to Chen Huaikai, anxious to find out about the fee, and was about to ask Jiang Huaiyan, but Chen Huaikai talked about the award again, and Xie Jin had to deal with it with distraction.

The topic was diverted, and it was not easy to get back.

Until the end of the drinking party, Xie Jin did not find a suitable opportunity to ask again.

Chen Huaikai and others came out of Xie Jin's room with a smell of alcohol, and his originally cloudy eyes became clear after leaving the room.

"Huaiyan, I'm afraid Old Xie has bad intentions this time!"

Jiang Huaiyan nodded in understanding, "I didn't notice it before, but then you kept changing the subject, so I came to my senses. I'm afraid he's here for "High Mountain" this time, this old fox!"

Jiang Huaiyan's tone was a little angry, Chen Huaikai said: "He cooperated with Chaoyang on "The Shepherd", and the effect was so good, he has an advantage over us."

Hearing this, Jiang Huaiyan looked melancholy, "That's right!"

He thought for a moment, as if he had made up his mind, "Old Wang didn't have the guts to do this, "High Mountain" will definitely win an award after filming, at most it's just a bonus!"

He talked to himself for a few words, then raised his foot to leave.

"Where are you going?" Chen Huaikai asked.

"I'll go talk to Chaoyang again."

"What time is it?"

"We have to go at any time. Old Xie has come to our door, and this matter cannot be delayed."

Jiang Huaiyan had already walked a long way while talking.

It was almost ten o'clock in the evening when he arrived at Lin Chaoyang's house. There were few entertainment activities at this time, and Lin Chaoyang and his wife had gone to bed.

"Old Jiang, what's going on with you?"

"Chaoyang, tell me the truth, what is Old Xie doing here?"

Lin Chaoyang's expression was subtle, "Did Old Xie go to your factory?"

"Don't interrupt, what is he doing here?" Jiang Huaiyan asked.

"Aren't you asking this even though you already know the answer?"

Lin Chaoyang's words made Jiang Huaiyan's heart sink. He looked serious and had already made up his mind, "How about giving our factory the adaptation rights of "High Mountain" for 7,000 yuan?"

Wang Yang told him that the highest fee he could give was 5,000 yuan, and Jiang Huaiyan also counted the possible bonuses for the Golden Rooster Award and the Hundred Flowers Award, so 7,000 yuan was the limit he could decide.

"I want 10,000 yuan."

Jiang Huaiyan said anxiously: "How can you be like this? Didn't you say you could bargain before? Don't think that when Old Xie comes, he can give you a high price. Maybe he is not as good as us."

Lin Chaoyang said leisurely: "It's okay if it's less than you."

Jiang Huaiyan pointed at him, "You still say you don't bear grudges?"

The two of them were deadlocked for a few seconds, and finally Jiang Huaiyan put down his hand dejectedly, "Okay, anyway, I have already offered the price, and it has nothing to do with me if I can't get it."

"That's right. I'm not targeting you. This is called tit for tat." Lin Chaoyang said in a brisk tone.

Jiang Huaiyan asked unwillingly: "Then if Lao Xie pays too little, you can't agree to him. You said it yourself, you can't even lose money just to be angry."

"That's for sure. I am a very principled person."

Jiang Huaiyan came with the determination to win, and left with a sigh of relief.

For the sake of "An Unfinished Game of Chess", I missed "Wreaths Under the Mountains". This transaction is a loss no matter how you calculate it.

well!

The next morning, the statue of workers, peasants and soldiers at the entrance of Yanying Factory stood there as usual. People came and went in the building during work hours. At early nine o'clock, Xie Jin wandered to the Literature Department on the east side of the third floor.

"Lao Su, where is Huaiyan?" Xie Jin walked in and didn't see Jiang Huaiyan, so he asked an acquaintance.

"I'm going to report to the leader."

No one was found, and Xie Jin was about to leave when Jiang Huaiyan came back with a gloomy look.

"What's going on?" Xie Jin asked.

"It's okay. Why are you here?"

"I have nothing to do today. I came here to chat with you." Xie Jin said hypocritically.

Jiang Huaiyan sneered in his heart, I believe you are a ghost!

Just now he went to the factory office on the second floor to report Lin Chaoyang's attitude and requirements to Wang Yang, and persuaded Wang Yang to increase Lin Chaoyang's royalties, but Wang Yang did not agree.

Jiang Huaiyan secretly guessed that this was somewhat a matter of face.

Anyway, he estimated that Yan Film Studio would not be able to get the rights to adapt "High Mountain".

This old Xie wanted to trick him last night, and he came again today. He was really evil. Jiang Huaiyan had an idea in his mind.

Xie Jin took him to chat, and the topic returned to "Wreaths Under the Mountains".

Jiang Huaiyan did not avoid the question this time, but took the initiative to raise it.