Back to 80: My literary life.

Chapter 538 "What if the novel "Ordinary World" wins the award?"

The negotiations between the two parties were held in the CCTV building three days later, and the deputy director named Zhu was still the one who received Song Tangtang and her friends.

"Mr. Song, we organized relevant experts to watch this TV series. It is quite well made. The novel, screenplay and production are all first-rate. You people in Qin Province are good at making movies, and I didn't expect that you are also quite good at making TV series." Director Zhu said.

"Thank you, Director Zhu." Song Tangtang smiled reservedly: "Then can we discuss the details of cooperation now?"

"of course can."

In fact, there are only two key points in this kind of negotiation. The first is whether this TV series will be broadcast exclusively by CCTV or whether the broadcasting rights will be sold to other TV stations.

Another one is the price.

Song Tangtang made it clear that our company will sell the broadcasting rights of this TV series to other TV stations, but as it is the first broadcast on CCTV, Shengshi Film and Television Company will ensure that other TV stations will not broadcast it until the TV series is fully broadcast.

"Since it is not exclusive to our TV station, we have to lower the price." Director Zhu spoke straightforwardly.

“How much is an episode?”

"fifty thousand."

fifty thousand? !
Song Tangtang raised her eyebrows and cursed in her heart: Are you treating me like a beggar? !

Of course, she still looks very ladylike on the surface.

"Director Zhu, by offering this price, are you going to bankrupt Shengshi Films? You are too insincere."

"What does Mr. Song mean?"

"Three hundred thousand per episode."

"Three hundred thousand?!" Director Zhu almost jumped up when he heard it: "Do you think you are filming "Journey to the West" or "Dream of Red Mansions"?!"

"I admit that CCTV's Journey to the West and Dream of the Red Chamber are both classics, but our Ordinary World is not much worse. The novel itself has a broad mass base, which will be converted into TV viewers. Besides, you have also watched the TV series, so I won't say more."

What Song Tangtang said certainly makes sense.

Director Zhu was attracted to this TV series because, on the one hand, it was indeed well-made, and on the other hand, this novel has a large number of readers in China, who are all potential audiences.

"But, Mr. Song, three hundred thousand per episode is too expensive!" Director Zhu frowned and expressed his opinion.

Song Tangtang smiled and said, "What if the novel "Ordinary World" wins the award?"

"Award? What award?" Director Zhu was stunned, but when he saw Song Tangtang's slightly mysterious smile, he suddenly thought of something: "You mean you won this year's Mao Dun Literature Award?!"

The list of winners of the third Mao Dun Prize will be announced soon. The literary world is already buzzing with excitement, and he, the deputy director of CCTV, has also heard a little about it.

Director Zhu was slightly moved when he thought about this. If "Ordinary World" can really win the Mao Dun Prize, then once it is announced, it will surely attract the attention of a large number of readers, and the sales of the novel will reach a climax again!
If a TV series is launched at the right time, why worry about the ratings?

"But how do you know that "Ordinary World" will definitely win the award?" Director Zhu raised his question again.

"How could such a good book, a novel with a wide social influence, not win an award?" Song Tangtang kept a faint smile on her face.

"Of course, I know you still have doubts, Director Zhu. After all, the winning works have not been announced yet, and I am just guessing." Song Tangtang continued:

"How about this, we set a dual price. If the novel wins an award, each episode will be 30 yuan. If it doesn't win an award, each episode will be 20 yuan. How about that?"

"Mr. Song, your idea is not bad, but it's still too high." Director Zhu expressed his opinion.

"Then how much do you want? Please don't mention fifty thousand per episode again."

"If you win, you will get 20 yuan; if you don't, you will get 10 yuan!"

"This novel won the Mao Dun Prize, and the TV series was made by the best screenwriters and directors in China, but each episode only costs 20? It's too cheap." Song Tangtang sneered and said, "30. I won't lower the price."

After some fierce bargaining, the two sides finally reached an agreement: if the novel won an award, each episode would receive 28 yuan, and if it did not win an award, each episode would receive 10 yuan, a difference of nearly three times!
Both parties finally signed the contract and stamped it with the seals of their respective units.

"Happy cooperation!"

"Happy cooperation!"

Song Tangtang stretched out his right hand very modestly. After leaving the CCTV building, Song Tangtang returned to the General Political Department compound and called Fang Minghua with his grandfather's phone, briefly explaining the negotiation process to him.

"Not bad, 28 per episode, 3 more than we expected." Fang Minghua smiled on the phone, "Congratulations, Mr. Song!"

"Here we go again," Song Tangtang said angrily, her tone becoming a little worried:

"But if we don't win the award, we'll only earn 10 per episode, which won't be much."

Because the original budget of 300 million was overspent, and in the end the total cost was 360 million.

Calculated this way, including the advertising fees at the end of the film, the total profit did not exceed 200 million.

Fang Minghua laughed out loud after hearing this: "Don't worry, you will definitely win the prize. Also, Tangtang, did you buy the book I asked you to buy?"

"I bought it. I'll bring it back for you."

"Okay, come back quickly, the New Year is coming soon."

The Spring Festival of 1991 arrived as scheduled.

Of course, we still make dumplings, eat New Year's Eve dinner, set off firecrackers and watch the Spring Festival Gala.

The 91 Spring Festival Gala was pretty good.

The sketch "Xiaojiu Is Old" performed by Zhao Benshan, "Police and Thief" by Chen Peisi and Zhu Shimao, and "Hand in Hand" by Huang Hong and Song Dandan were all very good to watch.

As for songs, Taiwanese singer Pan Meichen, dressed in black and like a boy, sang the classic song "I Want a Home" and won applause from the audience.

Principal Alan Tam was also invited to perform on the Spring Festival Gala stage for the first time and sang his representative work "Flower in the Water", of course in the Mandarin version.

In fact, Fang Minghua prefers to listen to another song of his called "Hard to Part".

This year (1990), Alan Tam released his Mandarin album "Nanshe Nanfen". As soon as the title song of this album was released, it immediately became the hot song of the year.

Unfortunately, when this album was released, Alan Tam had already announced that he would no longer accept awards, so it did not become one of the top ten golden songs in Hong Kong this year, which is really regrettable.

Of course, celebrating the Spring Festival is lively and happy, but Song Tangtang seems to have something on his mind.

"Minghua, when will the Mao Dun Literature Prize be announced?"

"Didn't I call the China Writers Association to ask for you? They said they would announce it after the Chinese New Year." Fang Minghua answered patiently.

"It's after the Chinese New Year, and they didn't even say which day it would be. What a lie," Song Tangtang muttered.

Fang Minghua shook his head and said nothing more.

Whether this book "Ordinary World" can win the Mao Dun Literature Prize has become something that the entire Shengshi Group, including Shengshi Books, is looking forward to.

Shu Bin from Haikou had the book cover redesigned, adding the words "Winner of the 3rd Mao Dun Literature Prize".

Once a work wins an award, the third printing will be started immediately: 100 million copies!

After the Spring Festival, Fang Minghua continued his writing work, trying to complete the first part of "Twilight", "Twilight", in another month.

It was a sunny afternoon. Fang Minghua was sitting alone in the yard basking in the sun. The puppy Dou Miao was curled up at his feet, and the cat Dou Ya was once again occupying his arms.

On the small coffee table next to it were a thermos and tea, as well as a four-speaker tape recorder, playing Alan Tam's song "Hard to Part".

I can't bear to see you in the spring rain
Bright smile

The rain and wind blow the years away
In a dream

Fang Minghua squinted her eyes and hummed along with the tape recorder.
At this moment, I suddenly heard the gate of the yard being pushed open, and saw Song Tangtang hurriedly walking in with a happy look on her face.

"Minghua! The third Mao Dun Literature Prize has been announced, and Ordinary World has won!"

(End of this chapter)