[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-rising-in-1979":3,"chapter-rising-in-1979-rising-in-1979-chapter-460":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Rising in 1979",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2261168,4412,"Chapter 460: Wei Ming Scholarship, A Min the Big Winner","rising-in-1979-chapter-460",460,"\u003Cp>Wei Ming entrusted Lin Di’an and the other: “Once you get to Hong Kong, deliver the items to Liu Rulong at Maniac Comics; just have him help send them along.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two had thought they’d be delivering the goods in person, and upon hearing this, they felt slightly disappointed—Teacher Wei was still too formal with them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Afterwards, Wei Ming went to find Director Yang Jie and learned that the first five episodes had already been completed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This included Gong Ying’s cameo part, which had been filmed before Wei Ming returned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Ming also watched Xue Jie’s performance and the opening sequence on CCTV.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The opening theme was his electronic music piece “Yun Gong Xun Yin”; he was considered China’s first electronic music artist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ending theme was “Gan Wen Lu Zai He Fang”; for other insert songs and scores, Wei Ming recommended a musician named Xu Jingqing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although Xu Jingqing no longer handled all the music for Journey to the West, this was not necessarily bad for him—Wei Ming’s involvement might genuinely help protect their rights in the future.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While wandering around CCTV, Wei Ming saw Xue Jie already preparing for the Spring Festival Gala, along with Ma Ji and his disciples.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t disturb them and immediately went to the Film Academy to find Hu Weili; the two resumed discussing the score for “The Class of the Shepherds.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the film, Teacher Zhong teaches Western music, playing fashionable instruments like piano, violin, and accordion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in the countryside, without access to Western instruments, he gradually encountered and mastered traditional instruments, so the film’s score was largely based on traditional instruments—this was Hu Weili’s strength, and Wei Ming learned much from him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this time, Peking University’s final exams had largely ended, and departments began preparing for the holiday.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Usually, during the start of term or holidays, the campus triangle became especially lively: students exchanged news about returning home, and the school posted notices there to maximize their reach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pi Zhuoding, a student from the 1981 Computer Science Department, passed by the triangle and saw a worker pasting up a notice; he dashed over first, and soon a crowd gathered around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Students on the outer edge urged: “What’s it? Read it out for us!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pi Zhuoding didn’t hesitate: “Notice:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The library staff member, Lin Feng, a graduate of the Library Science Department’s correspondence undergraduate program, renowned writer, poet, and musician Wei Ming, in order to encourage our students to study diligently, research deeply, and develop holistically, has recently donated one million RMB to establish the ‘Peking University Wei Ming Scholarship’…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this point, the crowd—three layers deep—was utterly stunned: one million! One followed by six zeros!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some students thought of their families’ few hundred yuan savings and marveled at how Wei Ming knew how to make money.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Others recalled how last year their county had only produced one ten-thousand-yuan household, which had been reported in the provincial newspaper, and felt the gap was enormous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A philosophy student named Shi Ping questioned: “Is this Wei Ming’s own money? Why name it after him? Could this be a fundraising scheme?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone immediately retorted: “Do you think Teacher Wei is like you? He can easily afford a million—he’s sold his books in dozens of countries overseas and earns foreign currency.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Exactly! I have a relative in the U.S.—Wei’s songs are the hottest in Europe and America; one song probably earns him a million.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shi Ping muttered: “Then why doesn’t he donate more?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But his voice was quickly drowned out by the crowd’s clamor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Keep going!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Read on!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pi Zhuoding continued: “The application procedures for this year’s Wei Ming Scholarship are as follows:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One, Eligible Recipients:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Full-time undergraduate and graduate students with official enrollment at our university…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the eligibility criteria, Wei Ming did not directly exclude liberal arts students, but he would divide the scholarship into first, second, and third tiers; the first prize would necessarily relate to technological advancement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the second prize, if the applicant was from the liberal arts, unless they matched his own level of achievement and influence over the past two years, they had no chance—and such people were unlikely to apply anyway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The third prize could be slightly more lenient toward liberal arts students, a change made at the university’s suggestion—otherwise, they’d get nothing at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girls in Wei Hong’s dorm also heard about the one-million-yuan scholarship at the triangle and rushed back to find her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Hong was packing her luggage to go home when Qiao Cui asked: “Sister Hong, how much money will this scholarship give out? What kind of grades do you need to get it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Hong replied: “According to my brother, the first prize could be a ten-thousand-yuan household right away. Undergraduates have little chance—it’ll take at least a graduate with research achievements. You girls should publish a few solid papers this year; maybe you’ll get the third prize.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the third prize, with the scholarship’s annual interest of several ten thousand yuan, would amount to a substantial sum—equivalent to a full year’s financial aid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing Wei Hong’s insider info, her roommates clung to her legs: “Then you won’t apply, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In their math department, even counting seniors, Wei Hong had the best grades; last year she published two highly respected papers—that was her confidence in applying to Stanford.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Hong laughed: “In half a year I’ll be leaving for abroad, and the Wei Ming Scholarship is awarded in the second half of the year—I won’t be eligible. You all should work harder.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As news spread among Peking University students, the Wei Ming Scholarship became common knowledge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Naturally, soon after, Tsinghua University heard about it too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some felt no reaction; others felt as if the sky had fallen, as if they’d missed out on a million yuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why didn’t Wei Ming come to Tsinghua to guard the gate back then!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hong Kong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Lin Di’an and Qian Jiale arrived at Maniac Comics to deliver the goods, it had already become a large company—though fewer big-name cartoonists remained, since they could now afford to rent their own homes and worked from there, enjoying quiet private time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two arrived just as Hong Jinchao was visiting Liu Rulong and Huang Guoxing to discuss collaboration on “The Five Lucky Stars,” hoping that after the film’s release, Maniac Comics could promote it in their magazine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He also wanted the screenwriter credited as “Wei Kuangren,” since the story was indeed written by Wei Ming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was only fair: adapting a comic into a film, if it became a box-office hit, would boost Maniac Comics’ brand value—already, financial firms had approached Liu Rulong about taking Maniac Comics public as Hong Kong’s first comic company.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But details of the film’s promotion still needed negotiation: if you promote my film, shouldn’t my film promote your magazine in return?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Rulong thought adding a line in the opening credits wasn’t enough—he wanted to embed Maniac Comics magazine into the film’s plot; this wasn’t hard for Hong Jinchao to accept, and the two naturally got along well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Hong Jinchao stepped out of Liu Rulong’s office, he saw Lin Di’an and Qian Jiale, who immediately bowed politely: “Big Brother.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qian Jiale seized the chance to introduce himself: “Big Brother, I’m Qian Jiale—my brother is Qian Xiao Hao; I worked on Brother Cheng Long’s ‘Project A’ crew before.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, I know you. Da Bi Kua praised you—he said you’re great at stunts. But why didn’t I see you after that?” Hong Jinchao asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, before, Di’an and I worked for Mr. Wei Ming in mainland China for a while.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Di’an added: “Behind the scenes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meaning: no face, safe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hong Jinchao nodded, smiled at Liu Rulong: “Good judgment. Working with Mr. Wei won’t lead you astray—he’s cultured, has long-term vision. Since you’re back, come join my crew sometime—remember, ‘The Five Lucky Stars.’”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He said it casually, but Qian Jiale took it to heart—he thought working with Hong Jinchao wasn’t bad; he had his own company and shot many films.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Lin Di’an still needed to check if Xu Xiaoming had any work—his master was now a senior executive at ATV and wouldn’t lack roles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Long took over Wei Ming’s task, learned it involved delivering elegant gifts to five wealthy men, and asked them: “Do you two want to come along?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two exchanged glances and eagerly agreed—even if the tycoons wouldn’t remember such small fry, stepping into a tycoon’s home was still a chance to broaden their horizons, something they could brag about later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They got into Liu Rulong’s car, planning to deliver to as many as possible today; the car radio was broadcasting the Top Ten Chinese Songs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The trio listened all the way and heard Zhou Hui’s name mentioned twice—when they’d left Hong Kong, Zhou Hui had just skyrocketed in popularity after winning the New Talent Singing Awards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The 5th Hong Kong Top Ten Chinese Songs Awards were held today; Zhou Hui had taken a break, performed well, and with her mother’s approval, attended the ceremony, winning two of the Top Ten Songs with “Nan De You Qing Ren” and “Xi Huan Ni.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was the only winner this year to claim two songs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides her, familiar names included Tan Yonglin’s “Yu Si Qing Chou,” Chen Baiqiang’s “Lian Yi,” Xu Xiaofeng’s “Xing Xing Wen,” Wang Mingquan’s “Yong Gan De Zhong Guo Ren,” and Zhang Mingmin’s “Wo Shi Zhong Guo Ren.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Golden Needle Award went to Gu Jiahui—“Xi Huan Ni,” “Yong Gan De Zhong Guo Ren,” “Wang Jin Xin Zhong Qing,” “Jin Wan Ye,” and “Liang Wang Yan Yu Zhong” were all his collaborations with Huang Zhan; five of the top ten. Except for last year’s Wei Ming, no one could match it. In Hong Kong’s weak composition scene, Gu Jiahui’s authority was unquestioned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At Lao Gui’s home, he and Lin Ni were listening to the Hong Kong Radio broadcast; after the show ended, he turned on the tape player and listened to Zhang Mingmin’s new song “My Chinese Heart.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Lin Ni made a “tsk-tsk-tsk” sound, Lao Gui remained entranced: “You grew up in a small place like Taiwan—you don’t understand how heavy the lyrics ‘Yangtze River, Great Wall, Huangshan, Yellow River’ are. I don’t blame you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then tell me, Great Lord Wei from the big place—this Spring Festival, will you come back to my small place with me?” Lin Ni had already arranged with her siblings to spend the New Year in Taipei.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I—I won’t go. I barely escaped.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then you’re doomed—you’ll be alone. Lingling will come with me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lao Gui chuckled: “Xiao Liu’s family, and A Min and her mother are all here—I won’t be lonely.”\u003C\u002Fp>",1781,"2026-06-19T16:30:59.356Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","138a9eed07df5a119dc78469bff543819a2273c47f44c8c57dbd254507673bd6","rising-in-1979-chapter-461","rising-in-1979-chapter-459",509,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Frising-in-1979-cover.jpg"]