Chapter 116 Award Ceremony
Fang Minghua immediately went to open the door and saw a very delicate girl standing at the door.
"I am Fang Minghua, who are you?"
The girl is a little shy.
"Hello, Teacher Fang, my name is Yu Shan. I am a student in the Chinese Department of Wuhan University and the author of "Female College Student Dormitory"."
"Please come in." Fang Minghua invited the girl in and introduced them to each other. Yu Shan immediately called Teacher Lu Yao and Teacher Li.
Seeing that Teacher Fang was about to call him again, Fang Minghua quickly said: "You don't have to be so polite. I'm a few years older than you. Just call me by my name, Fang Minghua."
Yu Shan had no choice but to change her story, but instead of calling him by his first name, she called him Editor Fang instead.
“I saw your room in the hall registration, so I came over here to express my gratitude to you! Thank you Editor Fang for your affirmation of my article, and thank you Teacher Lu for your guidance!”
Of course Fang Minghua and Lu Yao were polite, and then Fang Minghua said: "Yu Shan, are you okay tonight? I'm going to invite Brother Lu, Brother Li, and you to have a meal together."
Yu Shan is a southern girl, but she is also outgoing, and she immediately agreed: "Okay, then I will toast some teachers and ask you for advice on writing!"
Yu Shan chatted for a while. , said goodbye and left.
After she left, Li Suanwen asked: "Xiao Fang, this girl is pretty good. She writes good novels and is good at talking."
Isn't that right?
In the evening, the four of them cooked some dishes at a nearby state-owned restaurant. The wine was Erguotou from Yanjing. Unexpectedly, Yu Shan, a southern girl, could also drink and be very generous. When he was drunk, Fang Minghua invited the two of them to submit suitable novels to Yanhe magazine.
Of course Yu Shan agreed, but Li Cunbao hesitated. "Xiao Fang, what I write is all about military themes. I guess they don't meet the requirements of your magazine." 》? .Our current purpose of "Yanhe" is to be "inclusive and open to the public"!
"Well, if there is something suitable, I will send it to you directly! "
"Thank you, and at the same time, cheers to the literature we all like! "Fang Minghua smiled at the wine glass, and the four of them stood up.
The next morning, the award-winning author was invited to the Writers Association.
Feng Mu, vice chairman of the Writers Association and deputy director of the jury this time, presided over the meeting. At the meeting, everyone had a lively chat about current creative issues. Some talked about their own creations and experiences, and some talked about their own creative experiences and lessons.
Everyone agreed that winning awards can only explain the past, but not the future. How to improve on the existing basis is a new topic. The participating writers all hope to write better works and make friends with readers.
In the afternoon, we went to the Great Hall of the People for a grand award ceremony.
The Writers Association is a poor organization. We don’t have a car and we can’t afford to rent a car. Everyone takes the bus to go there in batches, but the distance is not far.
Seeing the Great Hall of the People next to Tiananmen Square, everyone suddenly became excited. Some people have never even been to the capital, let alone enter this sacred palace?
Yu Shan was so excited that her face turned red.
The waiter quickly led them into the Great Hall. When they arrived at the Yanjing Hall on the second floor, many people had already arrived, including guests, reporters, and leaders, including Chairman of the Writers Association Palladium and other leaders.
Palladium is almost eighty years old this year. He has white hair and is wearing a gray Chinese tunic suit. He looks energetic. He shakes hands with the award-winning authors one by one. When it is Fang Minghua's turn, Palladium has a kind face: "Xiao Fang Comrade, I will invite you to Shencheng in a while."
Fang Minghua naturally understood what Palladium meant, and quickly replied: "Mr. Palladium, I will definitely come!"
Fang Minghua Followed by Yu Shan, she also shook hands with Palladium and asked Fang Minghua curiously: "Editor Fang, why did Mr. Palladium invite you to Shanghai?"
"The editorial department of "Harvest" once asked me to write a manuscript. I have already written it and sent it. I will probably review it in person." Fang Minghua replied in a low voice.
Wow. "Harvest"!
The girl immediately showed an expression of envy on her face.
Fang Minghua smiled slightly and said nothing.
The awards have not officially started yet. The writers were resting in the conference hall and talking in low voices. Fang Minghua saw Wang Meng again and hurried over to say hello.
"Hello, Chairman Wang."
Wang Meng participated this time as an award-winning author. The award-winning work was the novella "It's Difficult to Meet". "Hello, Xiaofang, how are you doing lately? I heard that you have become an editor?"
"President Huang insists on me doing it, but there is no other way."
Wang Meng laughed after hearing this. "Young people, you have to bear the burden on yourself. You see, you will be 50 soon. As the saying goes, you know your destiny at the age of 50. Why don't you still have fun doing it now?"
Fang Minghua really admired this.
Their generation has wasted too much time, and now everyone is very motivated to make up for the lost time.
In addition to chatting with Wang Meng, Fang Minghua also met Jiang Zilong, Zhang Chengzhi, and a graceful woman-Wang Anyi from Shanghai.
Wang Anyi took the initiative to find Fang Minghua.
"Hello, I am Wang Anyi from Shencheng. Are you Fang Minghua, the editor of "Yanhe" magazine?"
"Hello, Editor Wang." The two shook hands.
Wang Anyi is now working as an editor at "Children's Times" in Shanghai.
“My mother said that if she meets someone from Yanhe magazine, she must ask me to say hello to her.” Wang Anyi smiled.
Wang Anyi’s mother is the famous writer Ru Zhijuan.
"Thank you, is your mother in good health? Our Editor Zhang is very concerned about her." Fang Minghua replied.
"Very good."
Wang Anyi paid so much attention to "Yanhe" magazine and her words were full of gratitude. She had her own reasons.
In the late 1950s, her mother's masterpiece "Lilies" was submitted to several magazines but was unwilling to be published.
"Lilies" is a short story, set against the backdrop of the War of Liberation. A young correspondent sends "I" a female soldier from the art troupe to the frontier dressing station, and after arriving with them at the dressing station, they meet a new soldier who has just passed through the hospital three days ago. The short story of the daughter-in-law borrowing the quilt shows the noble and pure interpersonal relationships in the war years and praises the beauty of human nature and human feelings.
It was somewhat incompatible with the atmosphere at the time, and no one dared to publish it. Finally, "Yanhe" published it, and it had a great impact across the country after it was published.
That year, Mao Dun evaluated novels such as "Lily" in "Talk about Recent Short Stories".
So, Ru Zhijuan was very grateful for this.
These stories were told by Fang Minghua’s old colleagues in the unit after he became an editor.
Now seeing Wang Anyi, Fang Minghua will naturally not forget his other identity, so he smiled and said: "Editor Wang, you are welcome to submit articles to our magazine."
"Editor Fang , you also know that what I write is basically about women’s life, and I’m worried that your magazine won’t want it.”
"How could it be? Look, didn't we recently publish the article "Female College Student Dormitory" written by Yu Shan, a female student from Wuhan University? The response was very good."
"Yu Shan, Yu Shan." Fang Minghua called. Voice.
Yu Shan was chatting with others when she heard Fang Minghua call her over.
"Let me introduce you to a writer. She is Wang Anyi of Shencheng, the author of "The Passage". Her mother is Ru Zhijuan."
"Teacher Wang, you Okay." Now that Yu Shan saw someone older than herself, she opened her mouth to call her teacher.
Looking at the lively girl in front of him, Wang Anyi smiled: "Yu Shan, that novel you wrote is so good, the description is delicate and simple."
Seeing two women chatting about literature , Fang Minghua left.
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