Chapter 226 The literary world is about to change
Except for Jia Pingwa, all the writers Fang Minghua is familiar with from Qin Province, especially in Xijing, are here. Only Lu Yao - Huanmao completed his work in the coal mines of Tongchuan This masterpiece.
Not long after, a group of leaders of the Qin Provincial Writers Association: Hu Cai, Du Pengcheng and others filed in, followed by reporters from Xijing TV.
The writers rushed up to greet him and started chatting.
Not long after, the opening ceremony began. Du Pengcheng delivered a passionate speech on behalf of the Provincial Writers Association, and then the student representatives spoke.
He is a student named Nanshengqiao, who is studying at Qin Provincial College of Education and is from Xingping.
Finally, Dean Jia Pingwa made a concluding speech. Jia Pingwa was very eloquent and her speech aroused bursts of applause from the students.
“Let us do something heroic and heroic!”!
Amidst warm applause, Jia Pingwa ended her speech.
After the opening ceremony, Fang Minghua was about to return to the magazine, but was stopped by Du Pengcheng, who came out with Jia Pingwa.
"Xiao Fang, I saw the documents submitted by the School of Liberal Arts. Do you also want to give lectures to the students in the advanced class of the School of Liberal Arts?"
"The work arranged by Dean Jia is as fast as possible." Fang Minghua looked at Jia Ping. The baby glanced at her and replied.
“Look what you said. You have lectured at Lanzhou University, Xiamen University, and Western University. How can you not teach the classes run by our Writers Association?” Jia Pingwa argued.
"Ping Wa is right, you have this ability! Xiao Fang, what are you going to say?" Du Pengcheng asked.
“I am now in charge of poetry in the editorial department, so I want to talk about poetry.” Fang Minghua replied.
Du Pengcheng pondered for a moment and said, "I want to talk about poetry, but I suggest you talk about novels first, especially avant-garde novels! This is your strength. You see, there are so many such novels popping up in the literary world this year. Liu Zhi Shan's niece, the one named Liu Sola, published "You Have No Choice", a young man named Ma Yuan wrote "The Temptation of Gangdise", and a young writer named Mo Yan wrote "Transparent Red". "Carrot." Sensation! I think the literary world has finally changed."
Du Pengcheng sighed and looked at Fang Minghua: "And you are already ahead of the curve. You have not only published similar novels, but you have also done a lot of research in this area. , so you talk about the characteristics and writing techniques of this type of novel, so that we writers in Qin Province can open their eyes, so that the outside world will not say that we are all country bumpkins and can only write traditional local literature."
"Then! I'll try." Fang Minghua agreed.
Du Pengcheng is right.
The literary world is about to change.
The 1980s is known as the new era of literature, and 1985 just divided the new era into two.
The world of avant-garde literature then began to decline in the 1990s.
It is really necessary to talk about it.
The original plan was to teach the lecture "Poetry Intention in the Post-Hazy Era" that I debated with major student Shang Zhongmin at Western University last year, so that it can be used after revision, and then talk about modern poetry writing techniques, three lectures That's enough.
But with Du Pengcheng's proposal, he had to restart the stove.
After returning home in the evening and having dinner, Fang Minghua started coding "My Journey is the Sea of Stars" as usual, and now he has written the climax of the novel.
The Han Empire encountered the biggest crisis since its founding:
On November 7, 832 in the Han calendar, the Weihaiwei Fortress defense battle was defeated, and Di Yun, captain of the Sixth Naval Air Force, committed suicide.
The Battle of Chang'an is about to begin.
After finishing the five thousand words, Fang Minghua's mind shifted to the lecture content.
He has a basis for Du Pengcheng's suggestion.
The speech "The Advantages and Limitations of Western Modern Literature" I gave when I went to Shanghai to participate in a symposium of young and middle-aged writers from East and Northwest China the year before last year can be based on this article.
But it is far from enough. Now that we have said it, we must say it thoroughly.
I don’t have enough information on hand.
Fang Minghua looked at his bookshelf in a daze. At this moment, there was a knock on the door, followed by a warm greeting from my mother Zhang Fenglan.
"Tangtang, are you coming here so late?"
"Xiaohua? Yes, in his bedroom."
Song Tangtang is here .
Soon, the bedroom door was opened and Song Tangtang walked in.
“Just finished school?” Minghua greeted.
"Well, I don't have time during the day, so I'll come over after school." The girl said.
"Tangtang, was it hard?" Fang Minghua asked with concern when he saw a trace of fatigue on the girl's face.
“Fortunately, I can hold on.”
Song Tangtang is very busy recently.
I have to go to night school at night and take correspondence courses on weekends. I spend most of my time in Zhao Hongjun’s company during the day. After the company opened, the sales of martial arts novels increased with the storm of "The Condor", so the company was naturally busy. group.
There were a lot of accounts going back and forth, and finance became the top priority. Song Tangtang was very busy. Fortunately, the accountants and cashiers hired were all experienced financial personnel, which made up for her lack of work experience.
Fortunately, the Military Region Art Troupe was about to be disbanded and was basically out of business, which allowed her to concentrate on the company's affairs.
When you are busy at work, there are less opportunities for the two of you to meet, so you use this opportunity to meet and chat.
"You sit down first and I'll peel an apple for you."
Fang Minghua went to the living room and took an apple, washed it, then went into the bedroom and picked up a fruit knife and peeled it skillfully.
He didn't know how to peel before, but Song Tangtang "trained" him.
You can’t always eat what girls feed you, and you have to peel it for others, right?
The apple was peeled quickly. Song Tangtang picked it up, greeted it first, and then ate it slowly.
"Minghua, have you finished coding today?" the girl asked while eating.
Song Tangtang heard the word "code word" from Fang Minghua.
He calls writing novels, especially writing this science fiction novel, "coding". He was a little uncomfortable at first, but he gradually got used to it.
"The coding is over. There is still a more important job to do recently." Fang Minghua briefly told the girl that he was going to give a lecture to the advanced class of the School of Liberal Arts, Du Pengcheng's proposal for the opening ceremony this afternoon, and his own thoughts. .
"Lack of information? I see you have a lot of books on literary theory." Song Tangtang stood up and looked at the bookshelf next to the desk.
In addition to some fiction books, there are also many books on literary theory.
"Literary Theory" edited by Zheng Guoquan and others, the Chinese translation of "Principles of Literature" co-edited by Wellek and Warren from the United States, "Issues of Modernity in the Writing of Literary History" by Li Yang and " "Contemporary Literary Trends of Thought" magazine.
"These are not enough?" Song Tangtang asked.
“That’s not enough. It’s better to have foreign literary theory books in this area. After all, avant-garde novels came from Europe and the United States.” Fang Minghua explained.
Song Tangtang pondered for a moment: "Can you ask Lili to help with this? She is in Yanjing and majoring in literary translation, so she must be exposed to a lot of foreign works."
"That's what I mean, why don't you call Li Li and ask for me?" Fang Minghua said.
As a result, the girl rolled her eyes at him: "Lili, you are not familiar with me, so why are you looking for me? Just call her directly."
(End of this chapter)
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