Chapter 401: Grasp with Both Hands, Both Hands Must Be Strong
Tian Yanning was stunned: "Editor Fang, do you think so too?!"
Fang Minghua did not answer directly, but raised his glass and clinked it with the other party before saying:
"Last year, I followed the delegation of the Chinese Writers Association and went to Hong Kong twice to attend the founding ceremony of the Hong Kong Writers Association, the Hong Kong Writers Association and the Hong Kong Writers Association. Do you know who are the people in the Hong Kong Writers Association? Jin Yong, Ni Kuang, Yi Shu, Wen Ruian, Zhang Junmo, and Shen Xicheng are almost all popular novelists. Who is the president? Ni Kuang! He writes martial arts and science fiction!"
"Writing martial arts and science fiction can actually be the president of the association?!" Tian Yanning felt incredible.
"The nature of their writers' association is different from our mainland writers' association. It is a purely folk group." Fang Minghua explained with a smile.
"Hong Kong Writers Association" is a group of writers engaged in serious literature, such as Liu Yichang, Zeng Minzhi, Pan Yueming, etc. This shows that in Hong Kong, the status of popular novel writers is not lower than that of those engaged in serious literature. As for income, the latter is much higher than the former. ”
That’s true.
Tian Yanning nodded after hearing this.
“To be honest with you, I wrote a martial arts novel.” Fang Minghua said with a smile.
“You? Write martial arts?” Tian Yanning was incredulous.
“I can prove this.” At this time, Zhao Hongjun interrupted: “The novel written by Fang is called "Snow Swordsman", and the first and second parts have been published by us.”
“You wrote that book? ! No wonder it is so popular, the content is novel, the momentum is magnificent, and it is not inferior to Jin Yong and Liang Yusheng at all.”
“No way.” Fang Minghua was very humble: “When I was in Hong Kong, there was a Hong Kong martial arts writer who looked down on us mainlanders, saying that we only knew how to pirate Jin Yong’s novels and Gu Long’s works, and that they were shoddy. I was so angry that I wrote a book.”
“Haha, okay. "Tian Yanning laughed: Our popular literature in the mainland has just started, and it will definitely surpass Hong Kong and Taiwan in the future. How many people are there in total?"
"Serious literature is equivalent to highbrow literature, and popular literature is lowbrow literature. The people need both highbrow literature and lowbrow literature, so writer Tian, you don't need to have any ideological burden, as long as you don't write things that violate the relevant laws and regulations of the country, and make money in an upright manner, it's not shameful."
Fang Minghua's last words touched Tian Yanning's heart.
Yes, I don't steal or rob, and I don't write pornographic reactionary things, what's there to be ashamed of? !
Is face important, or life important?
Thinking of this, Tian Yanning raised the wine glass: "Editor Fang, I toast you a glass!"
"You're welcome, let's drink!"
After dinner, Fang Minghua didn't let Zhao Hongjun send him off, and asked him to send Tian Yanning back to the hotel. He took a taxi himself and stood at the door of Xijing Restaurant. With a wave of his hand, a Japanese Duke stopped in front of Fang Minghua.
That's right, imported Japanese Duke!
It turned out that in 1985, in response to the call to "improve the city's image", the Xijing Municipal Government introduced a batch of Nissan Duke cars as taxis. The price of a Duke car is as high as 600,000 to 700,000 yuan!
So arrogant.
Of course, the taxi price is also very expensive, with a starting price of 5 yuan and 1.2 yuan per kilometer!
Generally, they solicit passengers near train stations, big restaurants, and hotels.
There are also cheaper ones, a kind of motorcycle tricycle with a canvas tent, which the locals call Siba Niu, and Audi's brother Alto
Of course, Fang Minghua doesn't care what she rides, she will ride whatever she can get.
Fang Minghua did not return to Xingfu Community, but went directly to her parents. Naturally, she couldn't write after drinking today, not to mention that she had to read the book "Female Star to Female Prisoner".
When I got home, my mother was watching TV, watching the popular "Dream of Red Mansions". My father was not at home, and he was watching people playing chess downstairs without asking.
My sister Fang Mingli was not at home either, and I heard that my mother was working overtime at night.
Fang Minghua suspected that she went to the movies with Liu Jianjun.
"Where's Tangtang?" Fang Minghua asked.
"To coax Lele to sleep."
Fang Minghua tiptoed into the bedroom and saw that his son had fallen asleep. Song Tangtang was leaning on the bed reading the manuscript "From Female Star to Female Prisoner".
Seeing Fang Minghua coming back, she smelled a whiff of alcohol, frowned slightly, and signaled him to brush his teeth and wash up.
Fang Minghua didn't say anything, left the bedroom, went to the bathroom to wash up, and then returned to the bedroom, changed into pajamas and lay next to his wife.
"Minghua, why did you let the Red Army publish such a book?" Song Tangtang whispered.
"Why?"
"I think it's a bit too vulgar!"
Fang Minghua didn't argue, but just told him about Tian Yanning's situation that he knew today after drinking.
"Tangtang, the literary world is no longer the early 1980s. The competition between magazines and writers is very fierce. Writers like Tian Yanning can't support themselves by publishing serious literature alone. What should they do? Writing this kind of popular novel is undoubtedly a good way out."
"You like to read Lu Xun and Shakespeare, and he likes to read Jin Yong and Qiong Yao. There is no conflict between them. I focus on the serious literature of "Yanhe" with one hand and the popular literature of Shengshi Books with the other hand. This is called grasping both hands and being strong in both hands!"
"You are really good." Song Tangtang was amused by Fang Minghua's words: "I didn't expect you to be so righteous about this matter!"
"Okay. Let's not talk about this. Tangtang, from the perspective of the market, what do you think of this book?" Fang Minghua asked.
"Well, regardless of the literary quality, this book is still good. The plot is tortuous, tense and exciting, and it attracts readers."
"That's fine, I won't read it either. You tell Zhao Hongjun tomorrow that this book will be published after the book "Female Leader" is published, and also use the pen name of Xuemili to create Xuemili. The "Female Series" series of books! And the sooner it is published, the better, the paper can be a little different, and the unit price of the book must be reduced! "
Seeing Song Tangtang staring at him blankly, Fang Minghua chuckled: "The potential readers of this kind of fast-food novel are people with relatively low financial ability, such as students, rural youth and so on. If you set the price so high, who will buy it?"
"You Minghua, I think you are becoming less and less like a great writer and more and more like a businessman!"
"This is called talking about business! Of course, if you want to talk about Shakespeare with me, I am also willing to do so."
"Okay, okay, I was wrong. You are still a great writer. I won't talk anymore, I want to read a book." After Song Tangtang finished speaking, he put down the manuscript, picked up a New Concept English and read in a low voice.
"You learn English?" Fang Minghua was surprised.
"Well, you see that Lili knows so many foreign languages. Is it okay for me to learn one? Maybe I can use it in the future."
She is indeed a daughter-in-law who loves to learn.
"Okay, you study, I'm going to sleep." Fang Minghua kissed his sleeping son and fell asleep quickly thanks to the wine.
After Song Tangtang went to work the next day, he told Zhao Hongjun Fang Minghua's idea. After signing the contract, Zhao Hongjun immediately gave a fatal order to Lao Jin, the head of the company's editorial office, to proofread it as quickly as possible. A month later, this book "Female Leader" is about to meet its readers!