Red Moscow

Chapter 2453

 Sokov can read a novel of more than 200,000 words in one day. Converting so many words into text, even typing, would take at least a week with Sokov's hand speed. Today's typewriters obviously cannot meet Sokov's typing needs, so he can only place his hopes on the stenographers and scribes sent by Eisenstein.

At this moment, Sokov hesitated when he heard Eisenstein saying that he was going to send another group of people to increase the speed of his creation. Although the arrival of Agni and Grudit has greatly accelerated the speed of the novel's completion, it is unknown whether the manpower sent can still reach their level.

Seeing Sokov's silence, Eisenstein thought that he was unwilling, so he couldn't help but sigh softly and said: "Misha, if you don't want to, forget it. After all, you can create a novel in one week." A novel of more than 200,000 words is a bit too incredible."

After Eisenstein said this, Sokov thought he could give it a try: "Sergey, let me see it this way. Let those two comrades come over and try it. If they have Agni's level, it is not impossible to use it." Shifts are used to increase the speed of writing novels.”

"Well, since you don't object, then I will go back and arrange the manpower." Eisenstein said with a smile: "After I finish writing, I will show it to Petrov and let him see what it is like to command thousands of troops. General, you can also write good novels."

Hearing what Eisenstein said, Sokov asked in surprise: "Why, Comrade Petrov doesn't believe that I can write a novel?"

Eisenstein smiled awkwardly and said: "Misha, in fact, not only does he not believe it, but I don't believe it either. If I hadn't personally read the novel you wrote, I wouldn't have bothered to convince Vladimir. Ask him to send someone to assist you in writing your novel.”

"Oh, that's it." Sokov knew very well that the director of the movie "The Battle of Stalingrad" was Petrov, and Eisenstein was just his deputy. He must have found someone to help him write the novel. On this matter, Eisenstein spent a lot of effort to barely convince Petrov. Thinking of this, he smiled and said to Eisenstein: "Sergey, I am very much looking forward to what kind of expression Petrov will have when he sees my novel."

“After the novel is completed, you can send it to him in person.” Eisenstein said with a smile: “This way you can see with your own eyes his shocked expression after reading your novel.”

Although Sokov wanted to pretend to be 13 in front of Petrov, but after thinking about it, it didn't seem to make much sense. He didn't need the other party's help for his future future, so he waved his hand and said: "Sergey, I read novels." After you finish writing, you better take it over. Otherwise, he won’t like my novel and I will be embarrassed.”

The next day, Eisenstein sent two more people over, one to take shorthand and the other to transcribe.

Just when Sokov was about to let the two groups work in turns as agreed the day before, Agni said: "Comrade General, I have a suggestion. I wonder if you are willing to listen to it?"

"Please speak, Comrade Agni." Sokov said magnanimously: "Whatever you want to say, just say it."

"I think we should divide the work according to chapters." Agni said: "For example, today's odd-numbered chapters will be recorded by me; and even-numbered chapters will be recorded by them. In this way, we can ensure that there are enough Improve your writing speed while taking breaks.”

Regarding Agni's proposal, Sokov followed suit: "Okay, Comrade Agni, let's divide the work according to chapters according to what you said. Today, your group will start working first, and the other group will rest next to it. When the time comes, let’s get used to it.”

　　When Sokov was dictating yesterday, he was worried that there was too much content and Agni might not be able to bear it, so he deliberately slowed down while reciting. Today was a record of two sets of rotations. Without any scruples, he naturally increased his speaking speed.

 In just one morning, two teams of stenographers and scribes completed more than 20,000 words of content, far exceeding the workload of yesterday.

 Eisenstein came to Sokov's room after lunch again. As soon as he entered the door, he asked directly: "Misha, how efficient was your work today? How many words did you write?"

“The efficiency is great.” Sokov said with a smile: “The cooperation between the two groups was excellent. In just one morning, more than 20,000 words were completed.”

Hearing the data Sokov said, Eisenstein's eyes widened in surprise: "What, you guys completed more than 20,000 words in one morning. This speed is really amazing."

Sokov chuckled and then said: "If we continue at this rate, I think it will take at most five days to complete the entire novel."

Seeing that Sokov shortened the creation time from seven days to five days, Eisenstein, who was reading the manuscript, couldn't help but have a new idea in his mind: "Misha, see if you need to send another group of people over tomorrow. Maybe you can still Improve work efficiency?"

"No, two groups of people are enough." Sokov saw that Eisenstein was showing signs of overpowering the situation and quickly waved his hand and said: "The current dictation speed is already at my limit, and it won't be of much use if you send more people over. Maybe. The recording and copying speed can be accelerated, but my thinking may not be able to keep up."

After listening to what Sokov said, Eisenstein felt that his statement was very reasonable. He may have sent a steady stream of stenographers and scribes over to record what Sokov dictated. But as he said, creation takes time. If he can't come up with a story, no matter how many people are responsible for recording, they can only worry on the sidelines. After thinking about this, he nodded and said, "Okay, Misha, as you said, two groups of people will assist you in your creation."

After Eisenstein left, Sokov continued to dictate the content of the novel in his memory to two groups. In the whole room, only Sokov's voice could be heard, and the stenographer and scribe were writing with pencils on the paper. Voice.

When the light outside dimmed, Sokov stopped dictating and casually asked Grudit, who was counting the manuscripts: "Comrade Grudit, how many words have we written today?"

“I wrote more than 48,000 words, Comrade General.” After answering Sokov’s question, Grudit asked tentatively: “Shall we continue today?”

"You have been busy for a day, you must be tired." Sokov said to everyone: "You go back and rest first, we will continue tomorrow."

 After seeing off the two groups of stenographers and scribes, Sokov went to the next room to chat with Yakov.

Seeing Sokov enter the door, Yakov was a little surprised and asked: "Misha, today's creation is over?"

“It’s over.” Sokov asked Yakov curiously: “Why didn’t you go to my place today?”

“Creation requires a quiet environment,” Yakov replied: “I was worried about affecting your thoughts, so I didn’t bother you.”

After a pause, he then asked: "By the way, have you called Asya in the past two days?" "No." Sokov shook his head and said, "I have been too busy these past two days and have no time to call. Telephone."

"No matter how busy you are, you have to call Asiya." Yakov said with some dissatisfaction: "If you let Asiya go home alone, she must be thinking about you. You must explain everything here clearly to her. , so that she can feel at ease."

As for Yakov's reminder, Sokov felt that it was right. Since breaking up in the small town, he had not called Asya. Maybe she was worried about him at home at the moment.

Accompanied by Yakov, Sokov went to the front desk of the guest house downstairs and borrowed the phone here to call Asiya.

After the phone rang a few times, Sokov heard Asya's voice coming from the receiver: "Hello, is this Misha?"

“It’s me.” Sokov asked curiously, “How do you know it was me who made the call?”

“There are very few calls to my home phone, so when I heard the phone ringing, I guessed it might be you.”

 “Couldn’t it be your parents who beat you?”

"No." Asiya answered simply: "They only called during the day. They were worried about affecting my rest at night, so they never called. By the way, Comrade Eisenstein asked you to go back to Vladimir. What on earth is going on?”

"What else is there, of course, is to write a script." Sokov said: "To be precise, I wrote the novel first, and after they handed it over to the studio leaders for review, they then arranged for people to adapt it into a movie script. "

“That’s great.” Asiya heard this and said excitedly: “Misha, I look forward to seeing the novel you wrote adapted into a movie soon.”

"Then your waiting time will definitely be very long." Sokov said with a wry smile: "You also know the work efficiency of some units. I guess even if I finish writing the novel and send it to the studio leaders for review, it will not work. It will take two or three months, and then another one or two months to adapt it into a script, form a shooting team, select actors, and then start shooting. When the movie is finished by the end of next year, it will be considered fast."

"Ah, it takes such a long time." Asia was a little disappointed when she heard this. "I thought it would take at most three or four months to make a movie and then release it in theaters. I didn't expect that it would take almost a month. years.”

"Yes, yes, making a movie is not an easy thing. It takes a long time." Sokov continued: "But if you want to read the novel, I can ask someone to copy it. Wait for me I’ll show it to you when I get home, so you can have a sneak peek then.”

Sokov and Asiya chatted for more than half an hour and finally put down the phone.

Yakov, who was standing next to him, said with great relief: "Misha, you have finally finished your phone call. Take me to your room quickly. I want to see what is written in today's novel."

"Let's go, let's go." Sokov knew that Yakov was full of expectations for his novel, so he said cheerfully: "After you read it, you can give me your comments and see if there is anything that needs improvement. .”

The two came to the room. Yakov picked up the manuscript on the table and began to read it line by line.

 It took him less than an hour to read nearly 50,000 pieces of content.

After reading, he looked up at Sokov and asked: "Misha, Vaskov took five female soldiers to intercept the Germans. They set off so long after the Germans, so they were able to get ahead of the Germans. , have you reached the blocking location?"

"Yasha, if you want to know whether they arrived at the scheduled ambush point before the Germans, then come over tomorrow to see." Sokov did not want to spoil the next content to Yakov, lest the other party Loss of interest: "I'm not going to tell you how the story goes until now."

Hearing what Sokov said, although Yakov was unwilling, he had nothing to do. When he got up to leave, he said to Sokov: "Misha, your book is well written, but the content is too little and it is not satisfying to read. Can you write more tomorrow?"

Sokov almost laughed out loud, thinking to himself, is this the earliest reminder? He did not make any promises to the other party, but said casually: "It depends on whether the status is good tomorrow. If the status is good, more content will be updated; if the status is not good, there may not be much content updated."

“Then you go to bed early today.” Yakov was worried that Sokov would update too little content tomorrow, so he proactively said: “By the way, I’m thinking about how to write tomorrow’s plot. I can’t wait to read the rest.”

After sending Yakov away, Sokov walked back and forth in the room with his hands behind his back, and began to think about it. Today's content has been written that Vaskov and five female soldiers formed a combat team and set out to stop the two German. In tomorrow's content, it will definitely be written about how they stayed at the ambush site and unexpectedly discovered that not two but sixteen enemies appeared in their field of vision, and then they had to change their battle plan.

From then on, female soldiers sacrificed one after another. Sokov was wondering whether to write about the sacrifices of the five female soldiers in one go, or to just write about the sacrifices of Risa, Galka and Sonia. Leave the sacrifice process of Zhenya and Lida until the day after tomorrow to increase the suspense of the story?

Before he could make a final decision, he heard someone knocking on the door. Sokov quickly stopped pacing, walked quickly to the door and opened the door.

A strange fat man stood outside the door. His face was full of anger. As soon as he saw Sokov, he shouted: "Comrade, you don't sleep at night and are always walking around the house." What are you going to do? Do you know that you are affecting my rest?"

Sokov didn't expect that someone would come upstairs to protest just because he was pacing around the room. He could only say apologetically: "I'm sorry, comrade. I'm thinking about something important, and pacing back and forth is a reflection of my thoughts." Habit."

"You need to change this habit of yours." Before Sokov could finish speaking, the fat man said dissatisfiedly: "You were walking back and forth in the room, disturbing my rest. If you do this again, I will protest to the waiter. Let her kick you out of the guest house!”

 (End of this chapter)