Chapter 122 121 are all leftovers from other people’s fun
The next morning, Fang Minghua went to Harvest magazine early in the morning and met Xiao Dai, the deputy editor.
Xiao Dai was very enthusiastic and told what happened again, and finally said:
"Comrade Xiaofang, we are not publishing in China for the time being. Please understand."
"Understand, understand." Fang Minghua said.
Originally, my goal was not to go to the mainland.
Besides, this year is 1983. In addition to the mass arrests, there is also a campaign to clean up mental pollution at the end of the year.
If Mr. Palladium says it won’t be posted, it’s best not to be posted.
"Xiao Fang, let's go to Palladium's hometown with me. He said you were here and he wanted to see you." Xiao Dai said again.
Going to see the Palladium?
Fang Minghua subconsciously adjusted the style buttons of his clothes.
Someone commented on Palladium this way: Just as everyone has his own basal body temperature, every writer has his own basal body temperature. In modern Chinese literature, the writer with the highest basal body temperature may be Palladium.
The "Random Thoughts" he wrote is considered Palladium's most important prose work, and is known as "a writer's conscience" and "a big book that tells the truth".
When meeting such an old man, of course you have to pay attention to your image.
It was still a long way from the magazine office to Palladium’s residence. In this era, the magazine office did not have buses, so the two of them squeezed into the bus and rushed to Palladium’s home on Wukang Road.
Knocking on the door of this quiet courtyard, Fang Minghua and Xiao Dai followed the nanny into the living room on the first floor. Fang Minghua saw Palladium sitting on the sofa.
At this time, Palladium was almost eighty years old, wearing a gray tunic suit, and his hair was completely white.
When the two sat down and the nanny brought the tea cup, Palladium looked at Fang Minghua and suddenly asked:
"Xiao Fang, do you know Mr. Lu Xun?"
Understand?
Fang Minghua thought he had read several books written by Lu Xun, but how could he dare to say he understood the old man in front of him who said, "Mr. Lu Xun will always be my teacher"?
He then said:
"Mr. Palladium, I have only read a few books written by Mr. Lu Xun, such as "The Scream", "Morning Blossoms Plucked at Dusk", etc. They are just for study, not for talking about anything at all. I don’t understand.”
“Then the language style of the “Wukong Biography” you wrote is a bit like Mr. Lu Xun’s style?”
No?
You think the language of "The Legend of Wukong" is nonsense like Master Xing, but I believe it. How can it be connected with the serious-faced Mr. Lu Xun?
Fang Minghua was a little confused.
Thought of something suddenly, he said tentatively: "Mr. Palladium, are you talking about the collection of "New Stories" written by Mr. Lu Xun?"
"Have you read it?"
< br>"I have seen it. The language has changed from his usual spicy style and appears to be very humorous. He wrote about Chang'e flying to the moon in "Flying to the Moon" like this:
"Hmph!" Chang'e raised her eyebrows, stood up suddenly, and walked out like the wind, muttering: "It's the crow's fried noodles again, it's the crow's fried noodles again! Go and ask whose house it is. Do you only eat crow meat noodles all year round?"
After Fang Minghua finished speaking, Palladium laughed and said to Feng Mu next to him: "Old Feng, did I tell you that? That’s a lot!”
“When Mr. Lu Xun was teaching, he gave everyone the impression that he was serious and boring, with an erect beard and an angry look. In fact, he was very humorous.” Palladium talked about Lu Xun with great interest.
"In the Republic of China at that time, I remember Mr. Xu Zhimo and others, lovelorn poems such as "Ah yo yo, I'm going to die" were popular.
Mr. Lu Xun couldn't stand it, so So he wrote a limerick called "My Broken Love", making fun of Xu Zhimo and other poets:
"My love is on the mountainside. I want to find her. The mountain is too high, and I can't lower my head to shed tears on my robe. My lover gave me a butterfly scarf. What to say in return to her: an owl. From then on, she turned her back and ignored me. I don't know why it frightened me."< br>
“When I read this, I almost laughed to death. Comrade Xiaofang, your article has quite the style of Mr. Lu Xun.” Palladium said at last.
“Don’t dare, don’t dare.” Fang Minghua was very frightened after hearing this. It turns out that now he understands that Mr. Lu Xun is the true master of nonsense in the literary world.
The younger generation are all left over by others.
A few people chatted for a while. Returning to the topic, Palladium said again: "I heard Editor Xiao say that you promised to write a avant-garde novel on the phone?"
"Yes, it's finished. Please review it. ." Fang Minghua took out a stack of manuscripts from his yellow satchel.
"Really? Let me take a look." Palladium took it with interest, put on his reading glasses, and Xiao Dai, who was sitting next to him, also leaned over to take a closer look.
After the two of them read it, Palladium asked Xiao Dai: "What do you think?"
"The writing method of stream of consciousness, there is a shadow of magical realism in it, I think it is good."
"Then make arrangements to publish it as soon as possible." Palladium said, turning his head to look at Fang Minghua.
"Sure enough, some people say that you are the representative of avant-garde novel writers in our domestic literary world. I think this is true." Palladium said.
"Don't dare, Mr. Palladium, I'm just throwing ideas out there." Fang Minghua was very modest.
Ma Yuan, Mo Yan, Su Tong, Yu Hua, they are the ones
After chatting with Palladium for a while, Fang Minghua and Xiao Dai left and went directly back to the magazine. Xiao Dai told him to prepare Contact Sanlian Publishing House in Xiangjiang. Some parts of it still need to be modified.
Fang Minghua spent three days in the magazine before revising the plot and language in some places.
In the original manuscript, Tang Monk disappeared after being beaten to death. Xiao Dai felt that it was a bit unreasonable that such a key and great person suddenly disappeared and never appeared again.
Fang Minghua suggested that Tang Monk should appear one last time. Readers will know that he is still on the long journey, searching up and down.
At the end of March, Fang Minghua returned to Xijing from Shanghai.
I went to Yanjing in mid-March. I have been traveling back and forth between cities for more than half a month, which is quite tiring.
The most important thing is that Shencheng's food is really not used to it.
The seafood is not as good as our Lao Qin’s mutton dip, and the fried fish noodles are not as good as our Lao Qin’s fried noodles.
Finally, I can enjoy dumplings with gourd head and sour soup.
In "Yanhe" magazine, Lu Yao's "Yellow Leaves Falling in the Autumn Wind", Chen Zhongshi's "Kang Family Courtyard", Shi Tiesheng's "My Distant Qingping Bay", etc. have been published one after another. These excellent novels immediately brought huge popularity to the magazine.
Monthly magazine sales began to pick up, which made President Huang very happy.
Or is this young man Fang Minghua a smart guy? He has many contacts and a thick skin. How about we stop burdening him?
Forget it, let’s take it easy.
After Lao Zhang retires.
The article "Roadside Picnic" was published in the April issue of "Harvest", which naturally caused another controversy, but this time compared to "The Sun Comes As Normal" "Rise" is much smaller.
Readers have gradually become accustomed to this young writer named Fang Minghua's unconstrained writing style, which is outside the mainstream realist works.
Now Fang Minghua is waiting for the Xiangjiang Joint Publishing House to discuss the publication of "Harvest", but unexpectedly the news he got was pornographic.
The other party does not agree with this method of magically modifying "Journey to the West".
(End of this chapter)