Literary Master 1978

During dinner, Tao Yumo looked very unhappy. She was probably upset because Tao's father and Tao's mother didn't take her to watch the show.

Lin Chaoyang could also understand his sister-in-law's mood. As the only single person in the family besides Wen and Wu, her current status in the family might not be as good as his own. After all, he still had Tao Yushu's full support.

But what about my sister-in-law?

Really, my father doesn't kiss me, my mother doesn't love me, my sister always shows affection, and my eldest brother only cares about being carefree.

Who could be worse than her!

At night, Tao Yushu was checking her small treasury again.

Today I bought a brown trampoline and a beech wood bed frame for fifty-six yuan, which is more than Lin Chaoyang's monthly salary.

More than half of the ninety yuan that he just received last night was gone in one go, and Tao, a financial fan, felt his heart bleed.

"Stop checking, come and feel our big bed."

Lin Chaoyang pulled Tao Yushu to lie on the bed, and then he was ready to make a move.

Because of the two broken iron frame beds, Lin Chaoyang held it in for four months and charged with all his might last night. However, only halfway through, Tao Yushu couldn't hold on anymore and surrendered.

Now that he has changed to a big bed, Mr. Lin can finally enjoy himself.

These days, if you have to eat soft food, who doesn’t have some special skills?

It's the Chinese New Year, and Yanjing's style is so grand that night that the bed is shaking.

After the matter was over, Lin Chaoyang leaned on the bed and turned around, asking, "Are you not going to tell your parents about me writing a novel?"

Tao Yushu's body was dripping with fragrance and sweat, and his breath was like a orchid.

"There's no rush."

Lin Chaoyang didn't understand what he meant. He thought, with Tao Yushu's temper, she published a novel in a magazine. She couldn't show off the magazine to her mother-in-law?

"There are too many places where we have to spend money. If Mom knew that you could earn royalties, she would definitely try her best to ask for daily expenses from us."

Lin Chaoyang didn't expect Tao Yushu to have such a hidden agenda, "You two, mother and daughter, are really fighting for wits and courage!"

"Who told her to be partial?" Tao Yushu changed her position in his arms and said: "Besides, you just published a short story, which is not safe. The high-profile publicity is a little too deliberate. It's better to wait and try next year. Publish a book and drop an atomic bomb on them! It’s best if they hear it from others and then come to me to verify the situation. I said lightly: Yes!”

Lin Chaoyang couldn't help laughing as he imagined the scene his wife described.

My daughter-in-law was really born in the wrong era. If she were to write an online novel thirty years later, would she make crazy money?

"How about it? Is this my idea okay?" Tao Yushu joked.

"You have a bigger heart than me." Lin Chaoyang said.

"It's because I have you that I have a big heart! If you really are a dou who can't be helped, I may have to spend all my energy to prove that I didn't marry the wrong person."

Lin Chaoyang felt a little enlightened after hearing her words.

Yes, it was precisely because he had confidence in his heart that he didn't bother to explain or prove anything. When he recalled his thoughts during the six months since he came to Yanjing, wasn't it the same?

"And my mother has preconceived notions. Now if I tell her how awesome you are, she might think that I am demonstrating to her."

Lin Chaoyang thought about it and realized that it was a joke, but Tao Yushu's last words were really clear.

Once this person has a bias, everything he sees will be biased.

"You are so talented in literary creation, and your first novel can cause such a big response. If you don't plan your future development, it will be a waste.

Moreover, "Wrangler" is a short story after all. No matter how good the public response is, if it cannot be turned into a publication, its influence will be lower after all. I think your next creative focus should be on medium-length novels..."

Lin Chaoyang remembered that it was Tao Yushu who was the first to surrender, but after a while, she became more and more excited as she talked, and her whole body glowed with a different brilliance.

When it comes to business, he is resurrected with full health. Could this be the halo of academic master?

After holding it in for four months, he suddenly had fun and returned to work the next day. Lin Chaoyang was full of energy. He was a young man after all.

Just after the winter vacation, not only Yanda became deserted, but also the library.

Lin Chaoyang was stationed in the library on the first floor this week. He finally experienced the joy of working here. He touched the fish all morning and was so idle that he almost wiped the reflection off the table.

When he went to the big dining room at noon, he took a look at the menu. He had eaten a lot of meat recently, and he planned to change to something lighter.

Just as he was about to get food, he saw Liu Zhenyun coming into the cafeteria carrying a lunch box.

"Zhenyun, you didn't go home?" Lin Chaoyang greeted Liu Zhenyun.

"No, I'll go home before the Chinese New Year."

After getting food, the two of them chatted while eating. Lin Chaoyang learned from Liu Zhenyun the reason why he didn't leave during the winter vacation.

It turned out that before the holiday, a group of students from remote areas in the Chinese Department did not want to go home and asked the department to give them work-study opportunities.

The leaders of the Chinese Department followed public opinion and assigned these students the task of copying manuscripts and reviewing scripts.

Nowadays, there are no computers, and few people know how to use a typewriter. If you have to rush to publish a manuscript in a publishing house or magazine, you need someone to help copy the manuscript.

Anyone who has done writing work knows that writing seems easy, but in fact it is a hard job. Doing homework for hours will make your hands and shoulders sore, let alone copying manuscripts.

In comparison, reviewing scripts is much easier.

However, everything has advantages and disadvantages. Copying manuscripts is hard and tiring, so the only thing given is cash. It was easy to review the script, but what I was given were movie tickets.

Liu Zhenyun was very smart. He felt that he was short of money, but not that short of money, so he decisively chose the job of reviewing scripts.

The scripts that Liu Zhenyun and his students had to review were taken from the Ministry of Culture. After reviewing, the students were asked to write an opinion as a preliminary selection for the script screening.

After each script was read, two "internal movie" tickets were given to the students.

In this era, most of the foreign films introduced into China were from socialist brother countries, and many of the "internal movie" tickets given by the Ministry of Culture were new and classic films from capitalist countries, which were very popular among the people.

If anyone went to see an internal reference movie the day before, he could brag about it for a long time at work the next day.

Lin Chaoyang listened to the movie titles Liu Zhenyun recited one by one and said, "Do you have them all?"

"I just read a script and have two tickets for "Rashomon", but my classmates still have some."

"Get me a few more movie tickets."

Some of the movies Liu Zhenyun mentioned were ones Lin Chaoyang had seen, and some were ones he hadn't seen, but that didn't matter. What mattered was that Tao Yushu and the Tao family hadn't seen them.

Liu Zhenyun was very happy to hear his request.

What was the purpose of these students not going home during the winter vacation? Wasn't it to make money?

When they got the movie tickets, they would definitely watch them, but some of the tickets had to be sold, after all, they had to grasp both spiritual and material civilization.

After working hard for half a winter vacation, it would be great to earn back the train tickets to go home.

"Okay, I'll collect the tickets and find you at the library later."

After the two talked about this, Liu Zhenyun delivered the eight movie tickets to the library in the afternoon.

Among them, four are Japanese movies "Rashomon", two are Soviet movies "The Trial", and two are French movies "Napoleon", all of which are watched at the Chinese Film Archive in Xiaoxitian.

Lin Chaoyang counted out six yuan and four cents and handed them to Liu Zhenyun, who waved his hand quickly: "Too much."

Nowadays, the movie theater only charges eight cents or ten cents to watch a movie, and it is even cheaper to watch a movie in the big dining hall. If you bring your own small stool, it only costs five cents per ticket.

Lin Chaoyang gave Liu Zhenyun six yuan, which is eighty cents per ticket.

"Internal reference movies are internal reference movie prices, can they be the same?"

Lin Chaoyang stuffed the money into Liu Zhenyun's hand without saying anything. This price is still different from the ticket price of Xiaoxitian, but it is reasonable for the two to trade privately.

After leaving the library, Liu Zhenyun looked down at the money in his hand.

Internal reference movies are really worth a lot!