"Xiaoqi?"
"Xiaoqi?"
"Ugh!"
On the wooden bed in the outer room, Chen Qi opened his eyes drowsily. Yu Xiuli patted him and said, "Get up, feel good!"
He sat up and was in a daze for a while. After returning home from the torturous train journey last night, he fell asleep. He thought Yu Xiuli had gotten off work, but when he looked outside, the sun was shining brightly.
"Why did you come back at noon?"
"Let me cook you some food. I'll be busy in a while. Your dad and I both have to come back later. Let's eat for dinner."
"Why are you going?"
"Isn't it caused by the Literary Congress? In response to the conference, our unit plans to hold a book fair. All the Xinhua Bookstores in the city are extremely busy."
Yu Xiuli prepared the meal quickly. In order to welcome her eldest son, she specially cut some meat and made stir-fried meat, as well as a radish, cabbage, and pickles.
Eating radish and cabbage in Lushan until he vomited, Chen Qi felt nauseated. He held the steamed bun in his left hand and chopsticks in his right hand. He stared at the meat and said with a smile: "My mother will never die of hunger, so it's better to go home."
"Isn't the food good for you on the set?"
"It's not bad, big pot rice. When will your book market open?"
"In a few days, if you have nothing to do, you can go shopping. Ye Shengtao, Bing Xin and others are here. It's at the Working People's Cultural Palace. The last book fair was in 1957 to celebrate the 40th anniversary of the October Revolution. There were huge crowds of people, even shoes.
It’s too crowded, there must be more people this time.”
"How about buying books at the book market? Then I'll go and take a look. I just made some money..."
As he said that, Chen Qi took out a small book from his bag and clicked on it: "Look, your son is capable and is earning royalties again."
"Published again? Which magazine?"
Yu Xiuli was suddenly surprised. When she saw it, three huge fonts of "Story Club" were hanging on it, and she said: "I'm sorry, why don't you submit to "People's Literature"? "Harvest" and "Ten"
"Moon" is fine, this crappy magazine is very rare in our bookstores."
"Huh? Do you know "Story Club"?"
"Which domestic magazine do we not know about? They want to distribute it outside. One is through the channel of Xinhua Bookstore, and the other is through the channel of the Post and Telecommunications Bureau. At the beginning of the year, "Story Club" wanted to come to Beijing, but the bookstore was not interested... Let me take a look at what you wrote.
?Oh~ It’s still a martial arts novel!
Damn it, if you write romance and then martial arts, you won't get into the Writers' Association.
You have to be profound, you have to criticize the past, the kind of release after suppressing human nature, have you heard of scar literature? The Writers Association likes to read this, you have to be scarred!"
"I got a butt mark!"
Being annoyed by his mother, Chen Qi rolled his eyes, snatched the magazine, and said: "I don't have any ambition in the Writers' Association, I just like to write something popular, okay, okay, you can leave quickly!"
"I'm not done yet!"
"Let's go, let's go!"
Chen Qi took Yu Xiuli away and took a bite of the steamed bun. A mother's child would not die of hunger, but he could be angry to death. Everyone looked down on those who wrote popular novels. Fortunately, this compound was the former residence of Zhang Henshui!
This is a big house with seven inner courtyards!
He ate, washed the dishes, and put the remaining dishes in the cupboard.
Dish rack cabinet, many people born in the 90s have never heard of this thing. It is a small wooden cabinet specially used to store dishes and chopsticks.
Don’t think that there are no betrothal gifts in this era. Betrothal gifts in this era are very powerful! The famous three turns and one ring: bicycle, watch, sewing machine, radio, and in addition, there are thirty-six legs. But these are for marriage and living.
The kind of betrothal gifts in later generations were different.
There is a double bed, a square table, four stools, a large wardrobe, a dressing table, a dining cupboard/cupboard, and exactly thirty-six legs.
Later, it was upgraded to forty-eight legs and seventy-two legs. It can only be said that marriage is one and the same.
Of course, if an agreement is reached, it’s okay not to need any betrothal gifts. You can get married with a thermos, a Dongfanghong mirror, two wedding quilts, and an enamel washbasin from Double Happiness...
Chen Qi's back hurt from taking the train, so he lay lazily on the bed and took out his small bankbook. He had more than 600 yuan left before, but "Kapok Kasaya" gave him 350 yuan. With the subsidy from Beijing Film Studio, he officially exceeded 1,000 yuan.
Yuan Daguan.
It is absolutely not shameful to say that I am a household worth a thousand yuan. This amount of money is probably what my parents can earn in a year.
He knew that the sales of "Story Club" must have increased a lot, because before coming back, He Chengwei met with him again and said that he should contact him frequently and keep in touch when he returned to the capital. If he had time, he would definitely go to Shanghai to visit.
Walking backwards to meet each other, sleeping with feet resting on each other...
The flattering attitude and the disgusting words, there is no three hundred taels of silver in this place!
"Story Club" sold for 24 cents, or 24,000 yuan for 100,000 copies. Later, millions of copies were sold for each issue, which is millions of dollars in revenue. If it were changed to a monthly magazine, the annual revenue would be over
Ten million!
There was also "Reader", which was later put on the market.
A magazine is humble, but when it expands, it becomes a media group.
"Suddenly I sympathized with Zheng Yuanjie..."
Although Chen Qi likes "Story Club" and is willing to contribute to it, he cannot guarantee that he will run out of ideas as time goes by.
"The 1980s was the golden age of literature. Those who wrote books could make a lot of money and build a platform. My parents were in Xinhua Bookstore, so there was no need to waste resources. Who would think that money was too much??"
He muttered a few words, put away his bankbook, and fell asleep again in a daze.
…………
In October this year, the most exciting thing was not the National Day dance in the Great Hall, but a painting.
The Capital International Airport has recently completed its expansion. Several painters were hired to create murals for the terminal. One of the murals titled "Water Splashing Festival - Hymn of Life" caused an uproar. The artist's name is Yuan Yunsheng.
He boldly painted several naked Dai girls. At that time, overseas media exclaimed: "For the first time, women's bodies appeared in public places in China, demonstrating the true meaning of reform and opening up!"
Of course this is not possible in China. The relevant personnel approached Yuan Yunsheng and discussed: "Can we change it? At least let the girl wear shorts??"
Just as there was an uproar, the top leaders of the central government heard about it and came to watch it in person, saying: "What's so controversial about this? The artistic expression is normal. I don't think there is a problem. We should print more and sell them to foreigners."
So it was retained.
But people like to join in the fun. Good guy, how can you see naked people openly? They try their best to sneak in just to get a glimpse of naked people.
The airport felt it didn't look like it, so they covered it with gauze curtains, and later built a baffle. It wasn't until the Asian Games in 1990 that the complete mural came to light again. Because it was well protected, it was as bright as new.
In this era, a painting, a book, or a self-employed person may represent the direction of the country.
There are rumors that Fok Yingdong once said: "When investing in the Mainland, I was afraid of policy changes. Every time I went to the capital, I first checked to see if this painting was there. If it was there, I would feel more at ease."
…
But it was said that Chen Qi stayed at home for a day and then ran to Beijing Film Studio.
The interior scenes of "Lushan Love" were shot in a studio, and they were still filming unhurriedly, waiting for the literary meeting to be held. Gong Xue did not return to the army and stayed in the guest house.
Two days later, the book market opened.
Chapter completed!