Lin Chaoyang's first reaction was to sneer, you can see me if you want?
But then he thought about it, it was understandable that Lao Xie treated him well, raising troops for a thousand days and using them for a while.
"Okay, just wait for me."
Lin Chaoyang asked Du Rong to wait for him for a while, washed and tidied up before following her to the library.
When he arrived at Yanda Library, he was invited to the conference room and met the so-called foreign friends.
"Chaoyang, let me introduce you. This is Professor Ni Dewei from Stanford University. Professor Ni studied under Mr. Yang Liansheng and studied ancient Chinese philosophy, especially the history and philosophy of the Zhou Dynasty."
"Professor Ni, this is Comrade Lin Chaoyang from our library, and his pen name is Xu Lingjun."
Xie Daoyuan introduced Lin Chaoyang and Ni Dewei to each other, and whispered a few words to Lin Chaoyang.
As early as the 1980s, the Yanda Library established a book exchange relationship with Stanford University. This time, Ni Dewei made a special trip to donate books to the Yanda Library on behalf of Stanford University. Among them are a number of fish scale volumes from the Ming and Qing dynasties, which are of great research value.
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Xie Daoyuan, as the director of the library, received Ni Dewei. While the two were chatting, Ni Dewei accidentally mentioned a Chinese novel he had read two months ago.
Xie Daoyuan felt familiar with his description. After asking carefully, wasn't this "The Death of Van Gogh" by Lin Chaoyang?
He did not expect that guests from as far away as the United States could have such a wonderful relationship with the Yanda Library. When Ni Dewei heard that the author of the novel he read actually worked in the Yanda Library, he thought it was very amazing and immediately proposed to meet him.
When I met Lin Chaoyang.
Ni Dewei came to donate books on behalf of Stanford University. Of course, Xie Daoyuan had to satisfy this small request, so he asked Du Rong to call Lin Chaoyang over.
After listening to Xie Daoyuan's introduction to the situation, Lin Chaoyang calmly started chatting with Ni Dewei.
Ni Dewei is a tenured professor at Stanford University and a senior sinologist in the American Sinology community. He also won the Julian Award in 1967.
In future generations, let alone foreigners, probably the vast majority of Chinese people have never heard of the Rulian Award, but this award is inseparable from China.
The Julesian Prize was founded in 1872 and is named after the famous French sinologist Julesian. It is awarded once a year by the French Academy of Letters to rewards experts or academic groups who have made outstanding contributions in the field of Sinology research.
In the past century, except for three failed lists and the force majeure of World War II, the awarding of the Rulian Prize has never stopped. Chinese linguist Wang Jingru, philosopher Feng Youlan, Chinese classics master Rao Tsung-i and others have also won the Rulian Award.
Therefore, Ni Dewei can be regarded as a cultural expert in China.
According to his description, what he saw in the library of Stanford University should be the Panda Series.
A few months ago, Yang Xianyi came to negotiate with Lin Chaoyang on behalf of "Chinese Literature" about publishing an English version of "The Death of Van Gogh". At that time, he obtained the publishing rights of this novel at a very low royalties.
"Chinese Literature" or "Panda Series" are all official literature promoted by the government to go global. The most popular display channel overseas is to enter the libraries of various universities.
Ni Dewei is a scholar who specializes in Chinese history and culture, so it is not surprising that he read "The Death of Van Gogh" in their school library.
During the chat, Ni Dewei was most curious about how Lin Chaoyang, a Chinese writer, could describe nineteenth-century Europe and Van Gogh, a talented artist who had been dead for more than a century, so vividly.
Lin Chaoyang answered him with a smile, "Have you forgotten where I work? Yanda's library has a total collection of nearly 2 million books. This is a huge database."
Listening to Lin Chaoyang's words, Ni Dewei nodded and acknowledged Lin Chaoyang's words.
The two communicated until the end. Lin Chaoyang proposed to give Ni Dewei a Chinese version of "The Death of Van Gogh", signed his name on the title page of the book, and sent words of blessing, which made the foreigner happy.
"Chaoyang, isn't "The Crossing Boat" just published? I think you can give Professor Ni a copy. Your novel is very Zen, I believe he will like it." Xie Daoyuan reminded.
Lin Chaoyang followed his kindness and gave Ni Dewei another copy of "The Crossing Boat" which had just been published half a month ago, and gave him a brief introduction to the plot of the novel.
Ni Dewei showed great interest after listening to it. He studies Chinese philosophy and history, and novels such as "The Crossing Boat" are very suitable for him.
"I will definitely read it carefully when I get back!"
Ni Dewei happily accepted the gift. He is a sinologist, so there is no problem reading a contemporary literary work.
By the time Ni Dewei was finished, it was already afternoon.
Lin Chaoyang yawned and his eyes were bloodshot. Xie Daoyuan asked: "You are so tired. Didn't you rest last night?"
"No. The child is sick and hasn't slept much these past two nights."
Hearing this, Xie Daoyuan's face was filled with guilt, "Look at what happened, if I had known about it, I wouldn't have asked you to come over."
"It's okay. The child's fever has gone away. I just slept a little less. It's okay. I'm also a member of our library."
Xie Daoyuan looked pleased when he heard this and said: "Okay. We've finished entertaining the guests, so you can go back and rest. You've been tired for several days and you have to have a good rest. If you have nothing to do, don't come over. I'll let someone know if anything happens.
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The translation of Xie Daoyuan's words is: If you treat guests well, your vacation will be extended.
I didn’t say how long it would take, but I didn’t need to come if I had nothing to do.
Although Xie Daoyuan didn't say it, he and Lin Chaoyang had already reached a tacit understanding.
Raising troops for a thousand days and using them for a while, Lin Chaoyang, the librarian, has gradually evolved into a mascot.
After saying goodbye, Lin Chaoyang left the library without any psychological burden.
It's already December in the blink of an eye. Last week, Yanjing received its first snowfall since the beginning of winter, and the snow on the ground has not yet completely melted.
At this time, Yanjing City did not have as much hardened road coverage as in later generations. When the sun was shining during the day, walking on the road would be muddy.
In the courtyard of Xiaoliubukou Hutong, Lin Erchun came out of the east courtyard and got a foot wet with mud.
He stamped his feet vigorously and said to Lin Chaoyang: "You said you bought such a big yard, there are only a few people in the family, and the houses are all empty. The east yard is not repaired, it is just left there, and sooner or later it will collapse.
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We are not afraid of living in a house, but we are afraid that no one will live in it, especially in the north.
In the past, old houses were prone to collapse during the cold and hot weather in a few winters. Although the construction quality of Lin Chaoyang's yard was higher, it was not a problem to leave it like this. Lin Erchun's worry was not unreasonable.
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"It wasn't that Yushu was pregnant before, and Dongdong was too young to make such a big noise. We'll sort it out in the spring next year."
Lin Erchun added: "If there is anything to clean up, I won't stop cleaning it up."
"This won't work, that won't work either, so what do you think we should do?"
"I definitely have to clean it up, but don't leave it idle. I think it would be good to rent it out!"
"I guess that's what you have to say. This is your own yard. Can you rent it out? Just worry about the yard outside. Don't bother with my yard."
This winter, Lin Erchun found the yard in Mianhua Hutong where he worked hard in the production team in the 1950s. He spent a month renting it to eight families, and there was not a single room left.
Then I visited several houses in Xicheng. I was not in a hurry to buy one, so I slowly negotiated the price with the landlord.
In the first half of this year, the state issued a notice on “Several Provisions on the Implementation of Policies for Private Houses Taken Over in the “Buzz” period, which set off a movement to return private houses.
The biggest impact of this incident was that Yanjing City suddenly had many more private properties. According to incomplete statistics, in the early days of the boom, Yanjing City took over as many as 510,000 private properties.
This year, the initiative to return private homes was of course a good idea, but the problem is that after many years, the property rights of these private homes have long become a dead-end lawsuit, and only one out of ten private homes that can be truly successfully returned.
But even so, there are many more private houses for sale on the market in Yanjing. Of course, these private houses cannot change the original cramped living conditions of Yanjing people, because these houses themselves are occupied by people, they are just occupied by other people.
Lin Erchun regretted that Lin Chaoyang had no business sense, but Lin Chaoyang was worried about his father's capitalist tendencies. If the old man continued like this, he would not really become the number one charterer in Yanjing in the 1980s, right?
The father and son chatted for a while. Lin Erchun went to pick up his grandson, while Lin Chaoyang went back to the study to correct the manuscript.
In the morning, when Lin Erchun came in, he called him to the east courtyard to compare notes. He wasted almost an hour. In this time, he could have changed two thousand words.
Just a few days ago, after more than six months of creation, his new novel was finally completed, but the completion does not mean the end.
Lin Chaoyang attaches great importance to this novel and has to work on it carefully before he can show it to others.
He had just entered the study and sat down for a few minutes when he heard a noise coming from the courtyard.
When I went out, I saw Li Tuo, Chen Jiangong, and Zhang Chengzhi playing with Xiao Dongdong in the courtyard, who was being carried out by Lin Erchun to bask in the sun.
"Dongzi, call me uncle!"
"I am your Uncle Chen!"
"Uncle Zhang is here!"
Lin Chaoyang couldn't laugh or cry looking at the unformed appearance of these gangsters, "I told you how old you three are."
"Does it have anything to do with Mr. Da? Isn't it appropriate for your son to call us uncle?" Li Tuo said.
"That's right." Chen Jiangong agreed.
Lin Chaoyang said helplessly: "You can't speak yet, what do you call it?"
Li Tuo shook Xiaodongzi's little hand, which was as fat as a steamed bun, and said, "It's okay. Let's get to know each other first. You'll have to call them when we meet later."
Lin Chaoyang asked him: "When did you come back?"
"It's been almost a week since I came back." Li Tuo replied.
This year, Li Tuo has been busy with two things. One is to compile a short story collection for Sichuan People's Publishing House. He asked Da Feng to cooperate with him on this matter, and it was completed in August.
Another thing was that I went to Xi'an to write a script for Wu Tianming of Xiying Film Studio. The movie was called "River Without Navigation Beacon".
The reason why Li Tuo met Wu Tianming was because of Teng Wenji. The two co-directed the movie "The Trill of Life".
"Why did the couplet in Mianmian Hutong end up here?"
"Find a job for our old man, let's rent it out over there."
Hearing this, Li Tuo and the others teased Lin Chaoyang.
"Okay, you, aren't we the proper landlord class?"
After joking for a while, Li Tuo made preparations for dinner. The three of them came today just to satisfy their greedy appetites. When they came, they all carried vegetables.
During the dinner, Li Tuo talked about the two popular movies "Burning the Old Summer Palace" and "Behind the Curtain" and praised them very much.
"The scenes in these two movies are grand, the details are realistic, and the characters are vivid. If Chaoyang becomes a screenwriter, his achievements will not be inferior to writing novels. In the future, he may become a figure like Mr. Cao Yu."
Li Tuo's mouth felt very sweet while eating the rice cooked by Lin Chaoyang.
"If the movie is well made, the director deserves the most credit." Lin Chaoyang said with a smile.
Chen Jiangong added: "I heard that "Garland Under the Mountain" will be released soon, right? With the quality and influence of the original novel, its performance will definitely not be bad after it is released."
"Garland Under the Mountain" passed the review of the Film Bureau a few days ago, and now the release date has been confirmed, which is December 10th.
"Three movies have been released in the past few months, and the output of professional screenwriters is not as high as yours!"
"The key is that all three movies are popular! "The Burning of the Old Summer Palace" and "The Government Behind the Curtain" are not only popular in our mainland, I heard that they are also very popular in Hong Kong, and have also been sold to Southeast Asia."
Lin Chaoyang waved his hand, "Okay, okay, if you praise me again, it will reach the sky. I am a screenwriter, and the popularity of the movie is the result of the hard work of everyone on the crew."
"It is true that it is the result of everyone's hard work, but your contribution accounts for a greater proportion. Three movies a year, hehe..."
Li Tuo muttered, with an expression of envy and shame on his face.
He has concentrated on film criticism and script writing in the past two years, knowing that such output is beyond the reach of most screenwriters, let alone that the films produced are so popular.
"I'm going to write an article and submit it to Popular Cinema tomorrow." Li Tuo said.
Chen Jiangong asked him, "What to write?"
"I will write about the three movies Chaoyang. Hey, I thought of a good title - 'Xu Lingjunnian'.
How about the name ‘Xu Lingjunnian’?
It is probably the first time in the history of Chinese films that three films written by screenwriters were released in the same year."
An idea flashed in Li Tuo's mind, and he excitedly said to the others.
"Xu Lingjun? That's a good name, it's enough to scare people!" Chen Jiangong clapped his hands in agreement.
"It's quite bluffing, isn't it? This title is so good, I even admire myself a little.
For this reputation, I have to write an article."
Li Tuo's face was filled with pride.
Chapter completed!