Back to 80: My literary life.

Chapter 886: Preparing for the Establishment of Confucius Institute
Tomato Chinese website!
Shengshi Literature is also going to establish its own fantasy novel website!
The news was soon released on the official website of Shengshi Literature, and it was announced that Zheng Hongbo had been appointed as the vice president of Shengshi Literature and CEO of Fanqie Novel Network, and that it had begun recruiting its own people.

Xie Yue (Xu Bin) serves as the editor-in-chief of the website.

Xuechou was appointed as deputy editor-in-chief.

Xuehong announced that he had joined Fanqie.com, becoming the first famous online writer to publicly announce his joining Fanqie. He planned to publish his latest novel "Shenglongdao" on its website, and revealed that it would adopt the latest VIP payment mechanism.

The online literature world has entered a period of fierce competition.

At this time, Fang Minghua had already returned to Xijing.

After dealing with the affairs in Shencheng, he naturally had no reason to stay there, and he no longer cared about the affairs of the online literature world.

He has pointed out the direction for Zheng Hongbo. How to lead Tomato to move forward and become the starting point for future generations depends on the abilities of Zheng Hongbo and the Tomato team.

When he met Song Tangtang, the other party took the initiative to talk about this matter.

"Jia Li has reported to me about the establishment of Tomato Chinese Network, and I also expressed my support. If Tomato Network is successful, it will only benefit Shengshi Film and Television and not harm it."

Song Tangtang serves as the vice chairman and vice president of Shengshi Group. Dai Jiali is her subordinate, so she naturally has the right to know everything.

"Minghua, I have another idea."

"What's your idea?" Fang Minghua asked while sitting on the sofa and drinking herbal tea.

"Didn't you write a fantasy martial arts book called 'Snow Swordsman'? The copyright you sold to Hong Kong's 'Martial Arts World' has expired, right?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"I suggest that after Fanqie.com is built, we can serialize it for free on it to attract popularity."

Ah?
Isn’t this just filling up the library?

Fang Minghua readily agreed: "Okay, tell Dai Jiali."

"Also, I want to adapt your novel into a TV series." Song Tangtang said slowly.

This one.
"The Snowy Swordsman" is quite popular in Hong Kong and the Mainland in later times as well as in this era, and it is not bad to be adapted into a TV series.

Fang Minghua nodded in agreement, and suddenly remembered something: "I know two female students from the Central Academy of Drama in Shanghai. I think they are pretty good. If it is adapted into a TV series, they can play roles that suit them."

After that, Fang Minghua mentioned the names of Song Jia and Li Jinmin and told what happened.

Song Tangtang snorted after hearing this: "You, you went to Shencheng to play, and you even asked a female student to accompany you!"

"Wife, please don't misunderstand me." Fang Minghua quickly explained: "I just went out to sea for a while and didn't do anything else. Besides, the Red Army insisted on looking for me, so I couldn't do anything about it."

"I didn't misunderstand. I know you won't do anything reckless." Song Tangtang smiled and asked again, "Do you feel younger when you play with beautiful young female students?"

Indeed
Of course Fang Minghua wouldn't be so stupid as to say it out loud, and immediately looked around him.

Song Tangtang naturally did not ask any further questions, but said that after the script was completed and the director was confirmed, it could be recommended to the director, and whether it was suitable or not still depended on the director's opinion.

"Who is the director looking for?" Fang Minghua asked casually.

"Zhou Xiaowen's Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils has finished filming and entered post-production. It is expected to be released at the end of the year. If the ratings are high, let him direct it, or we can find a director in Hong Kong."

"Okay, you decide." Fang Minghua now does not easily interfere with the internal decisions of Shengshi Film and Television. Song Tangtang has long become a qualified leader of the company.

"There is one more thing. You should write the script. I don't trust anyone else." Song Tangtang said finally.

Fang Minghua was a little embarrassed and replied, "Aren't I going to the United States soon?"

"Your going to see Lili won't affect your script writing. You can write it in San Francisco." Song Tangtang replied unhappily.

Okay, Fang Minghua agreed. Judging from his wife's tone, there was no rush anyway.

Having finished his domestic affairs, Fang Minghua prepared to go abroad, which took from the beginning of the year to mid-August. Fortunately, the visa period was relatively long, at one and a half years, which was enough.

After purchasing a flight ticket from Yanjing to San Francisco on August 8, Fang Minghua decided to depart from Xijing on August 29 and stay in Yanjing for one night.

Naturally, he had to call Li Li in San Francisco in advance to tell her about his itinerary, and Li Li was naturally very happy to hear that.

"Minghua, I have good news for you. Our school is planning to set up a Confucius Institute, and it will probably be established in early November!"

"is it?"

On the phone, Li Li excitedly talked about the origin of the matter. Last year, when she heard that China was preparing to establish Confucius Institutes in places overseas with conditions to popularize Chinese language teaching and promote traditional Chinese culture, she came up with the idea of ​​establishing a Confucius Institute at San Francisco State University.

She immediately contacted her alma mater, Yenching University, and acted as a go-between for Yenching University and San Francisco State University. Both parties agreed to jointly establish the first Confucius University in the United States. It has now been approved by the relevant national departments and is being actively prepared.

"I am a member of the board of directors and will serve as the director of the Confucius Institute in the United States. For this purpose, I have donated 200 million US dollars to support the establishment of the institute!" Li Li said excitedly.

"Congratulations, Lili. Since you are the dean, I want to support you. How about I donate some too?" Fang Minghua said with a smile.

"That's enough."

Li Li told him that the funding for the Confucius Institute mainly comes from grants from relevant national departments, fundraising by the two parties to the school, and donations from all walks of life. At the beginning, the scale of the institute is not very large, so the amount of funds needed is not much, and we will decide after the school expands in size.

Fang Minghua listened and said, "You don't need me to donate money, but you want me to do something for you, right?"

"Minghua, don't you have a collection of famous paintings from the Republic of China period? Can you lend a few to the Confucius Institute? This will help improve the cultural level of the institute.

"Borrow what? I'll donate it." Fang Minghua was very generous: "But I'm donating to the Confucius Institute, not the State University."

Fang Minghua muttered in his heart.

According to historical development, many Confucius Institutes will be forced to close after a few years. Once closed, these famous paintings cannot be left to foreign universities.

Moreover, it must be stated in the donation contract that once the academy is abolished, these famous paintings must be returned to their original owners!
Of course Fang Minghua couldn't say this at this time.

It ruins the scenery.

Li Li had no idea what Fang Minghua was thinking. She was still immersed in excitement and was naturally very happy to hear that Fang Minghua was willing to donate.

She also knew that the prices of these paintings were no longer just a few dollars per piece as before. It was said that a painting by Qi Baishi or Zhang Daqian could cost millions in Hong Kong!
"Minghua, you are so good and great, I love you so much!
Fang Minghua laughed out loud when he heard this: "How about you kiss me?"

"Pooh, pooh. You are so old, but you are still imitating the young people and playing like that. It's so shameless!" Li Li said angrily, but still kissed the microphone.

(End of this chapter)