Chapter 886: Preparing for the Establishment of Confucius Institute

Tomato Chinese website!

Shengshi Literature is also going to establish its own website for fantasy novels!

This news was quickly posted on the official website of Shengshi Literature, and it was announced that Zheng Hongbo was appointed as the vice president of Shengshi Literature and CEO of Tomato Novel Network, and began his own recruitment.

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

Xuezhen serves as deputy editor.

Xuehong announced that he will join Tomato.com, becoming the first famous online writer to publicly announce his joining Tomato. He plans to publish his latest novel "The Way of the Dragon" on his website, and revealed that he will adopt the latest VIP payment mechanism.

The online literary world has entered a period of competition among heroes.

At this time, Fang Minghua had returned to Xijing.

After the matter in Shencheng was settled, he naturally had no reason to stay there, and he no longer cared about the affairs of the Internet literary world.

He has pointed out the way forward for Zheng Hongbo. How to lead Tomato to stride 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, he took the initiative to talk about it.

"Jiali has already reported to me the establishment of Tomato Chinese Network, and I also express my support. If Tomato Network is done well, it will only benefit Shengshi Film and Television, and there will be no harm."

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

"Minghua, I have another idea."

"What do you think?" Fang Minghua asked, sitting on the sofa and drinking herbal tea.

"Didn't you write a fantasy martial arts book called "Swordsman in the Snow", and the copyright you sold to Xiangjiang's "Martial Arts World" has expired, right?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"I suggest that after Tomato.com is built, serialize it for free on it to attract more people."

Oh?

Isn't this just a library?

Fang Minghua agreed happily: "Okay, you tell Dai Jiali."

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

This one.

"Swordsman in the Snow" is relatively popular both in later generations and in this era in Hong Kong and the Mainland. It would be good to adapt it into a TV series.

Fang Minghua nodded in agreement, and suddenly remembered something: "I know two female Chinese opera students in Shanghai. I feel pretty good. If it is adapted into a TV series, they can play roles suitable for them."

After saying that, Fang Minghua named Song Jia and Li Jinmin and told what happened.

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

"Daughter-in-law, don't get me wrong." Fang Minghua quickly explained: "I just went out to sea for a long time and didn't do anything else. Besides, the Red Army insists on looking for her, so there's nothing I can do about it."

"I didn't misunderstand, I know you won't mess around." Song Tangtang smiled sweetly and asked again: "Do you feel much younger when you play with young and beautiful female students?"

indeed

Of course, Fang Minghua would not say it stupidly and immediately influence him.

Naturally, Song Tangtang did not ask further questions, but said that after the script is completed and the director is determined, he can recommend it to the director. Whether it is suitable or not depends on the director's opinion.

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

"Zhou Xiaowen's "Dragon" has been finalized 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 find a director in Xiangjiang."

"Okay, you decide."

Fang Minghua now easily does not interfere in the internal decisions of Shengshi Film and Television, and Song Tangtang has long since become a qualified leader of the company.

"One more thing, you should write this script, I don't worry about others." Song Tangtang finally said.

Fang Minghua was a little embarrassed after hearing this, and replied: "I'm going to the United States soon, aren't I?"

"If you go to meet Lili, it won't affect your writing of the script. You can also write it in San Francisco." Song Tangtang replied angrily.

Well, Fang Minghua agreed. Listening to his wife's tone, he was not in a hurry anyway.

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

After purchasing a flight ticket from Yanjing to San Francisco on August 29, Fang Minghua decided to leave from Xijing on August 28 and stay one night in Yanjing.

Naturally, she had to call Li Li in San Francisco in advance to tell her about her itinerary. Li Li was naturally very happy to hear this.

"Minghua, let me tell you some good news. Our school is preparing to set up a Confucius Institute. It is estimated that it will be established in early November!"

"Yeah?"

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

She immediately contacted her alma mater, Yenching University, and worked as a link between Yenching University and San Francisco State University. The two parties agreed to jointly establish the first Confucius University in the United States. Now it has been approved by relevant national departments and is actively preparing.

"I am a member of the board of directors and will serve as the director of the American side of the Confucius Institute. To this end, I have also donated 2 million US dollars to the institute to support the establishment of the school!" Li Li said excitedly.

"Congratulations, Lili, since you are the dean, I have to support you. How about I also donate some?" 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 both parties to the school, and donations from all walks of life. Now the scale of the institute is not very large, so the amount of funds needed is not much, and we will talk about it after the school expands in the future.

Fang Minghua listened and said: "You don't need my donation, 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? Can you lend a few to the Confucius Institute? This will improve the cultural level of the institute.

"Borrow what? I donate." Fang Minghua was very generous: "But I am 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 in a few years. Once closed, these famous paintings cannot be left to foreign universities.

Moreover, it must be stated in the donation contract: Once the institute is revoked, these famous paintings must be returned to their original owners!

Of course, Fang Minghua couldn't say this at this time.

It's a real bummer.

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

She also knew that the price of these paintings was no longer a few dollars a piece. It was said that a painting by Qi Baishi or Zhang Daqian in Hong Kong would cost millions!

"Minghua, you are so good and great. I love you so much!

Fang Minghua laughed when he heard it: "How about kissing me?"

"Puh. How old are you, and you are still imitating the young people to play, you are not serious!" Li Li said in anger, but still kissed the microphone.