After listening to Jiang Shan's words, Huang Yongyu also smiled: "Don't say it, I just thought about it, you probably really have a way to do this." ”

Shao Bolin frowned when he heard this: "Lao Huang, do you still know the people from the publishing house?" ”

Huang Yongyu smiled bitterly: "If I had an acquaintance in the publishing house, I wouldn't have let my cousin's book be published earlier, and I would still listen to him every day." ”

"How?" Jiang Shan's chopsticks paused: "Your cousin also has a work to publish?" ”

He didn't expect that at Shen Congwen's level, he would also have the trouble of not being able to publish his works.

"I've been writing for many years," Shao Bolin also knew about it: "But Mr. Shen's current situation is a bit embarrassing, so I'll ...... it."

"Why are you worried about him," Huang Yongyu stopped Shao Bolin and said, "Let's talk about this first." ”

Jiang Shan couldn't ask for it: "Okay, I listen to you." ”

"You are in this business...... It's useless to go directly to the publishing house,"

Huang Yongyu looked at the handsome hard pen calligraphy in his hand, and then looked at Jiang Shan's gaze with a little appreciation:

"Gotta find someone who can talk to that."

And Jiangshan thought about going together: "Do you know? ”

The purpose of his trip was not just to photograph Mayumi's trip.

It's for his carefully prepared pen notebook.

"Why don't you say that your kid has a good life," Huang Yongyu said with a smile: "Have you heard of Comrade Jiang Feng, the secretary of the Academy of Fine Arts?" ”

"Do you know him?"

This is a bit unexpected.

According to the previous expectations, Jiang Shan thought that the acquaintance in Huang Yongyu's mouth was Wen Huaisha.

But he never thought that he still knew Jiang Feng.

This is no ordinary man.

Back then, when Pang Zhonghua came to Wen Huaisha with his hard pen calligraphy to ask for help, the key person Wen Lao helped him contact was Jiang Feng of the Academy of Fine Arts.

In the early 80s, everything was in ruins.

After the resumption of the college entrance examination, the thirst for knowledge of the Chinese people has been unprecedentedly high.

In today's era, writing is necessary when studying, and writing is inseparable from life.

Various letters of recommendation, letters of introduction, manuscripts, letters from families, love letters, ...... A beautiful pen character also represents the first impression you give to the other person.

And, the fastest way to write a good pen handwriting, of course, is the pen copy.

When it comes to pen calligraphy in the 80s, the first thing that comes to mind must be Comrade Pang Zhonghua.

This is definitely a god-like existence in the world of hard pen books.

As an amateur calligraphy enthusiast, it is no accident that he has been able to become popular all over the country and continue for many years.

When he was 8 years old, after his father gave him a 7-cent fountain pen, the boy fell in love with writing fountain pen characters.

Pang Zhonghua's obsession with pen writing runs through his entire life.

He exchanged notes, diaries, and letters...... It's all an opportunity to practice calligraphy.

When others were drinking, chatting, playing cards, and bored, Pang Zhonghua was practicing copying pen characters thousands of times.

Later, Pang Zhonghua became a member of the geological exploration team.

Because of his good handwriting, all the map marks when he went out to explore were also circled by him.

When I was looking for mines in Taihang Mountain, I often helped the local teacher write words.

Once, a teacher looked at his words and said with emotion: "If only it could be printed in pencil." ”

is such a sentence, which immediately ignited Pang Zhonghua's dream of calligraphy.

In the 11 years before 1979, Pang Zhonghua happily sent manuscripts to various publishing houses from the deep mountains and old forests.

It's a pity that they all retreated without exception.

Most of the publishing houses also attached a reply letter: Comrade Pang Zhonghua, the manuscript has been received, and it has been decided not to adopt it after study.

After 11 years of failure, the replacement of others has long since withdrawn the flag and closed the stall.

However, Pang Zhonghua, who became more and more courageous, began to reflect on the reasons for his 11-year losing streak.

After some introspection, he immediately packed his package and went to Beijing.

At the end of 1979, Pang Zhonghua directly handed his works to Wen Huaisha, a master of Chinese studies.

This not only has some friendship with Huang Yongyu, but also is an old naughty boy in the literary world like Huang Yongyu!

I like to make friends with some talented juniors!

After seeing Pang Zhonghua's manuscript, Sha Lao immediately sent his thin manuscript to Jiang Feng, secretary of the Central Academy of Fine Arts.

Later, under the recommendation of Jiang Feng, Pang Zhonghua promoted the pen calligraphy for 11 years, and finally entered the door of Tianjin Fine Arts Publishing House.

At the beginning of 1980, Tianjin Fine Arts Publishing House released Pang Zhonghua's first calligraphy book "Talking about Learning to Write Fountain Pen Characters".

The first edition was 200,000 copies, and Pang Zhonghua received a manuscript fee of 420 yuan.

The copybook sold out in just one month after it was launched.

After that, there was one edition after another of the myth of the calligraphy.

The cumulative print run of this book has reached a staggering 18 million copies.

Later, after being invited by CCTV to hold a pen and character lecture on the screen, the people of the whole country knew Pang Zhonghua's name for a while.

Since 1980, Pang Zhonghua has had more than 100 kinds of calligraphy and monographs distributed by publishing houses at home and abroad.

The total print run has already exceeded 150 million copies, which is even more remarkable if you count pirated copies.

Even the most popular literary works of the time could not match his circulation.

Although, Jiangshan has also copied Pang Zhonghua's calligraphy.

But his pen font is more inclined to Sima Yan.

In the 80s, almost all the fountain pen calligraphy books have been copied.

In the Jiangshan font that is long in one family, and then self-contained, there is still a faint hint of Sima Yan's fortitude.

Compared with Pang Zhonghua, who already earned more than 100 million yuan in the 80s, Sima Yan's royalty income is equally dazzling.

In the mid-80s, when pen calligraphy was at its most popular, Sima Yan once set a record of one notebook in two days.

It was this notebook that was completed in two days, which brought the author a royalty of 7,000 yuan.

Then, Sima Yan used the manuscript money to buy his first house in Wuhan, the city where he lived.

Two weeks later, he spent the same amount of time creating another pen notebook and went on to buy a house of the same size.

The worst is yet to come.

Sima Yan's own calligraphy company was looked down upon by "Visual China".

After some discussion, it was decided to buy 40% of the company's shares at a price of 300 million yuan.

The capable people who have reached the financial peak with a good word, not to mention Pang Zhonghua and Sima Yan.

Tian Yingzhang, a contemporary, received up to 10 million yuan in compensation in a lawsuit.

Let's take a look at Gu Zhongan and Lu Zhongnan...... And which one is a fuel-efficient lamp?

This kind of calligraphy creation that is not brainless and has high royalty income, how can Comrade Jiang Shan easily let it go.

A foot must be plugged in.

He originally only knew that Huang Yongyu and Wen Huaisha had some friendship.

originally wanted to follow Pang Zhonghua's old path, and the scripture Huaisha introduced Jiang Feng.

Unexpectedly, Huang Yongyu directly mentioned Jiang Feng's name.

"Do you really know Jiang Feng?"

"How fresh," Huang Yongyu smiled and glanced at Shao Bolin:

"I have known him for more than 20 years, and he was afraid that Rong Bao Zhai's ink overprint would be lost, so he personally asked me to study and research, and then the Academy of Fine Arts had this course......"

Recalling Huang Yongyu back then, the more he spoke, the more he gasped: "Xiao Jiang, you haven't seen my board painting level, right?" ”

"I've seen it," how could Jiang Shan not have seen it: "Isn't the monkey ticket just that." ”

"That's nothing, another day I have the opportunity to let you see my painting of Ashima, that is the most satisfying board painting work I am most satisfied with."

Jiang Shan nodded, he had already seen it.

By 1982, people all over the country will see Mr. Huang's Ashima on the Ashima cigarettes produced by Yuxi Cigarette Factory.

"So, not only do you know Jiang Feng, but you also know him very well?"

"Of course," Huang Yongyu pointed to the script in his hand:

"I'll take these back first, find time to show him in two days, and then listen to his advice, what do you think?"

"It's all up to you," Jiang Shan could say anything, and it was too late to thank him: "It won't bother you too much, right?" ”

"Sensei is pretending to be polite to me," Huang Yongyu waved his hand: "You came to me and Lao Shao with your works, don't you just want us to plan for you!" ”

"Hehe, you said it so bluntly," Jiang Shan smiled: "I'm still embarrassed." ”

I always think about things for others on weekdays, and I really can't let go of my turn when it's my turn.

"It's okay," Huang Yongyu sandwiched a chopstick fish for Jiang Shan: "It's best if you don't meet us." ”

"It's the best, which means you don't treat us as outsiders." Shao Bolin also followed with a piece of chicken.

"In the end, it's Yanjing's post office," Jiang Shan said with emotion: "The food is really different." ”

"Fat," after receiving Shao Bolin's eyes, Huang Yongyu changed his words again: "I'm talking about this chicken." ”

"I know," Jiang Shan took a bite of the chicken: "It's so fat!" ”

"It's estimated that you'll have to wait a few more days for this," Huang Yongyu reminded, "It seems that you will have to stay in Yanjing for a few more days." ”

"Don't worry, even if you do this quickly, I can't go back right away."

"Why?"

"You forgot? I have to shoot Mayumi and Liu Xiaoqing! ”

"Look at my memory," Huang Yongyu said with a wry smile: "I don't know what's going on lately, I can't concentrate my thoughts all the time." ”

"Don't worry too much about your cousin," Shao Bolin thought, "and you don't have the ability to solve it anyway." ”

"Heh, why does he need me to worry about it?" Huang Yongyu said with a smile: "Two days ago, the Propaganda Department personally came to his door and sent him an invitation. ”

Shao Bolin and Jiang Shan: "Oh? ”

"It is said that there is a song and dance drama in Lanzhou that has something wrong, and the Yanjing Propaganda Department will send a team of experts to Dunhuang for inspection and guidance!"

As soon as he heard this, Jiang Shan immediately asked, "Is there you here?" ”

"Me?" Huang Yongyu asked rhetorically: "What am I going to do?" I can't dance. ”

"Your cousin can dance?"

"Huh? How could he do that. ”

Shao Berlin also wondered: "Then why did you invite him to go?" ”

"It is said that the dance of this song and dance troupe is a dance choreographed according to the murals of Dunhuang," Huang Yongyu doesn't know much:

"Uncle Cousin, he's not an expert in ancient costumes, so he probably has something to do with it."

"Dunhuang murals," Jiang Shan said word by word: "I haven't seen Dunhuang murals when I'm so big." ”

Shao Bolin raised his eyebrows: "I've seen it?" How old are you. ”

"Little guy," Huang Yongyu also said, "I haven't seen it at my age." ”

"How about we go together?" Jiang Shan had long wanted to do this: "All expenses are mine." ”

If the newspaper can't report it, it's not a big deal for Jiangshan to pay the money himself.

"The key is to go to the Propaganda Department yourself...... You know what I'm talking about. ”

"Don't worry, let me think about it first, I'm tempted by what you said." Huang Yongyu took out his pipe and said nothing.

I didn't think about it before, but I listened to Jiang Shan's reminder and realized that I could see the treasure murals of Dunhuang on this trip.

"I have a few photos here, I guess you will be interested," as he said, Jiang Shan took out a few photos of the nine-colored deer from his backpack:

"This is a work depicted by the painters of the United States Film Studio according to the murals of Dunhuang."

Shao Bolin looked at them one after another, and the unique style of painting hit his gaze: "Is this the work they painted on the ground?" ”

Jiang Shan nodded: "The team of Meiying Studio has been in Dunhuang for more than 20 days. ”

"Lao Huang, look at it," Shao Bolin, who was already a little tempted, will start to move seriously.

"I also want to take a look," Shao Bolin looked at Jiang Shan and said, "Xiao Jiang, let's discuss." ”

"Hehe, what are you two doing in front of me," Huang Yongyu separated the two: "Since you have decided to go, it is best to go with the organization." ”

"Uh-huh," Jiang Shan and Shao Bolin nodded at the same time.

"That's a team of experts," Huang Yongyu thought deeply: "Xiao Jiang, think about it carefully, when the time comes, when you take the manuscript out like this, the whole team will see your work." ”

"Then ......" Jiang Shan didn't expect this: "Secretary Jiang Feng won't go there?" ”

"Go, I'll go in the next two days," Huang Yongyu said: "Is it still a bad thing to get more experts to appreciate?" ”

"That is to say," Jiang Shan said happily: "You agree to go to Dunhuang?" ”

"Go, let's go together, I'll figure out a way."

On the way back to the guest house, the corners of Jiang Shan's mouth never closed.

The first thing I did when I returned to the room was to wake up Zhang Lu: "What do you sleep in the daytime!" ”

Zhang Lu, who was just about to squint for a while, glanced at the excited Jiangshan: "What are you doing, you picked up your wallet?" ”

"I found my wallet, I'll tell you what to do!"

Jiang Shan, who was lying on the other bed, shook his legs and said, "After you get the real Yumi the day after tomorrow, you can go back to Pujiang first." ”

What does that mean? You're not going back? ”

"Brother has something big next."

"Hey, what's the big deal you can do? I'll tell you about Yumi Mama. ”

"Even if you don't say it, Xiaoqing will tell me later."

"It's still Xiaoqing," Zhang Lu listened with envy: "It's called such a kiss." ”

"We're in a pure working relationship."

"She won't say anything to you again, will she?"

"No, I will probably go to Dunhuang in two days."

"Dunhuang?" Zhang Lu's eyes darkened: "At the end of last month, there was just a disaster over there!" ”

"What?" Jiang Shan suddenly straightened up: "What disaster?" ”

"Flood!"

"Wouldn't it? Even Dunhuang can be flooded? ”

"How else to say that it happens once in a hundred years."

Jiang Shan said strangely: "Where are you guys?" ”

"It was Zhou Yeming from Yanjing Terrace who told Gutai."

"Why haven't you seen the news?"

"What do you say," Zhang Lu gave the other party a second-understanding look: "I haven't gotten the broadcast permission yet." ”

"Listen to what you say," Jiang Shan said quietly: "I want to go to Dunhuang even more." ”

"If you want to go, count me in," Zhang Lu turned over and got up: "I'll go and call Gutai immediately, he will definitely support him." ”

"Let's go," Jiang Shan also got up and put on his shoes: "I'm going to call the newspaper office too." ”

Today, Jiang Shan's work published in the weekend edition is now available.

At this moment, he was really a little nervous.

(End of chapter)