Chapter 313 A Slightly Shabby Ceremony
The group of five people passed through Luohu Port with their luggage and entered Xiangjiang after security check.
It’s raining today.
On the opposite side, there were two men holding umbrellas and holding a sign high in their hands that read "Warmly welcome members of the delegation of the Chinese Writers Association" in traditional Chinese.
One of the fat middle-aged men with a crew cut is Ni Kuang.
Everyone came up to greet him, introduced themselves, shook hands with each other, and then followed Ni Kuang into a minibus and drove into the city.
It was the first time for them to come to Xiangjiang. In the car, everyone looked at the scenery outside curiously through the car windows.
Fang Minghua has traveled to Hong Kong before coming to this era, but that was already after 2010. Now he is sitting in his seat and looking at the Hong Kong under the spring rain through the window. The same Chinese-style buildings reveal an exotic atmosphere. , various signboards with traditional Chinese characters and English sandwiched together show the prosperity of the city everywhere.
Compared with after 2010, in Xiangjiang now, this beautiful Pearl of the Orient is entering its moment of glory.
This is a place that mainlanders yearn for.
In the street shop, a Cantonese song is floating:
Let the evening breeze gently blow the setting sun
I have become accustomed to thinking about it every evening
She in the distance
Now I know that this relationship is always in my heart
From the sound of it, it should be sung by Jacky Cheung, but Fang Minghua can no longer remember the name of the song.
Jacky Cheung had just made his debut at this time, and his voice was full of energy.
Fang Minghua thought about the song "Stealing the Heart" that Jacky Cheung sang N years later, and he was already a little unable to do it.
Sitting next to him was Ni Kuang. He looked at Fang Minghua and listened to the songs outside carefully, and asked in Mandarin with a slight Wu accent: "Chairman Fang, do you also like to listen to Cantonese songs?"
"Yes, I like it very much. This is sung by Jacky Cheung, right? What's the name of the song?" Fang Minghua turned his head and asked with a smile.
"Oh my god, you actually know Jacky Cheung?!" Ni Kuang was a little surprised: "This is a singer who has only debuted for two years. The song he sang is called "Distant Her" and it is his second solo album. The title song of the Cantonese album "Distant Her·Amour" became popular in Hong Kong as soon as it was released."
"It's very nice and has a bright future." Fang Minghua nodded.
"Chairman Fang, whose songs do you also like to listen to?" Ni Kuang seemed to be very interested in this topic.
“There are more Alan Tam, Leslie Cheung and Lin Zixiang, but most of the music scores of Hong Kong pop songs are not original and copied from Japan, which is not as good as Taiwan.”
Ni Kuang’s face changed after hearing this This is a criticism of the Hong Kong music scene.
"However, there are also musicians in Xiangjiang who can write music. Gu Jiahui, Lu Guanting, Hu Weili and Huang Zhan all write good lyrics and music."
"Chairman Fang, I didn't expect you to know so much about the Hong Kong music scene." Ni Kuang. Feel admired.
At least he knows more than the Hong Kong literary world
Fang Minghua muttered in his heart, but said: "Since the reform and opening up in the mainland, a large amount of Hong Kong and Taiwan music has entered the mainland, so I know These are normal.”
“And martial arts novels?” Ni Kuang continued.
"Yes, Jin Yong's, Gu Long's, Liang Yusheng's" At this point, Fang Minghua glanced at Ni Kuang: "And Mr. Ni's "Six Finger Piano Demon" written by you"
"Chairman Fang, you Have you seen my "Six-fingered Piano Demon"?" Ni Kuang was very happy after hearing this.
"I have."
Fang Minghua smiled: "I have read more martial arts novels than serious literature."
Ni Kuang suddenly felt confused A feeling of confidant.
"Of course, the best novels are those written by Jin Yong and Gu Long."
"That's right. These two people are my friends." The two chatted about martial arts novels, which was quite enjoyable.
The hotel where Fang Minghua and his party stayed was in a hotel in Causeway Bay, but it was not on the main street but in an alley. It looked relatively old and could not even be considered a three-star hotel.
The room is also relatively small, but it is fully equipped with air conditioning, hot water and TV.
"Everyone, take a rest first. I will take you to a food stall in the evening. The establishment ceremony will be held at nine o'clock tomorrow morning." Ni Kuang said with a smile.
Causeway Bay was lively at night. After Fang Minghua and his party finished eating at the food stalls, they didn't wander around and just went to a nearby bookstore.
There are many books and magazines inside. In particular, apart from entertainment and gossip, most of the magazines are martial arts magazines. "Martial Arts World", "Martial Arts and History", "Martial Arts Spring and Autumn".
Fang Minghua randomly took out a copy of "Martial Arts World" and flipped through it, and it actually serialized "White Clothes Fang Zhenmei"!
Fang Minghua has read it before, Fang Zhenmei, and it feels like the classic character Chu Liuxiang written by Gu Long, and the writing is not bad.
However, Fang Minghua still likes Wen Rui'an's "Four Famous Shops" series. It seems that he has already written it?
The next morning, the establishment of the Hong Kong Writers Association was held in a conference room on the third floor of the hotel. In addition to more than 20 members of the Hong Kong Writers Association, Fang Minghua and others met with writers from Taiwan Province.
To be honest, Fang Minghua doesn’t even know him.
It's still some time before the inauguration ceremony, and everyone is chatting.
Xiangjiang and the Taiwanese writers seemed to be familiar with each other, and they were chatting together. Instead, the five people from the mainland were chatting by themselves.
However, a middle-aged man about forty years old took the initiative to approach Fang Minghua and asked with a smile: "Are you Mr. Fang Minghua?"
"I am, who are you?"
"My name is Chen Yingzhen, and I heard Wang Anyi say 伱." Chen Yingzhen said.
“Do you know Sister An Yi?” Fang Minghua was surprised.
“In 1984, I was invited to participate in the International Writing Program at the University of Iowa in the United States. Wang Anyi went with her mother. I knew her at that time, a beautiful and talented girl.”< br>
I see!
"Mr. Chen, I was also invited to participate in the "International Writing Program" last year. Fang Minghua said with a smile.
"Really? Feeling good? "
"It's not bad. I saw a lot of new things and made friends. I met Mr. Ni Kuang's sister Yi Shu in Iowa. "
"Haha, no wonder I heard that Mr. Ni invited you by name. ”
The two chatted, and Fang Minghua discovered that Chen Yingzhen was very interested in mainland affairs, not just literature.
Fang Minghua also gave a warm introduction and said: "Mr. Chen, if you have the opportunity, you are welcome to visit the mainland."
"I have wanted to go for a long time. Now that the mainland is carrying out reform and opening up, I I hope I will have an opportunity soon. After all, my ancestral home is still in Fujian Province, and I am all Chinese.”
I am very patriotic.
Fang Minghua was very happy to hear this.
In fact, he didn't understand this person, a typical patriotic writer.
Two years later, he participated in the formation of the "China Unification Alliance" and served as its chairman. Later he settled in Yanjing.
At nine o'clock, Ni Kuang and several leaders of the Xiangjiang Writers' Association entered the conference room. Amidst a round of applause, Ni Kuang announced the official establishment of the Xiangjiang Writers' Association.
Ruan Zhangjing and Chen Yingzhen delivered congratulatory speeches on behalf of writers from the Mainland and Taiwan Province respectively. Fang Minghua found that there were very few reporters who came to report, and only one reporter from "Ming Pao" was sent over.
Fang Minghua probably saw that Jin Yong and Ni Kuang had a good personal relationship.
It's really a bit shabby when I think of the Mainland Writers Association meetings where reporters of all sizes crowded the aisles.
After the simple establishment ceremony, Ni Kuang, on behalf of the Hong Kong Writers Association, treated everyone to a meal at noon, and the entire agenda was concluded.
Of course, Fang Minghua and the others will not leave Xiangjiang immediately.
It’s not easy to come here, at least it will take a few days, right?
Anyway, the Writers Association reimburses the travel expenses.
Fang Minghua originally waited for the weather to get cooler in the afternoon, so they could go to Central for a walk. However, in the afternoon, Ni Kuang knocked on his door and said that he was going to treat him privately.
"Mr. Fang, I heard that you like martial arts. I specially invited Mr. Cha, Mr. Wen and other martial arts writers. Wouldn't it be nice for us to have a meal together and chat about the world?"
Mr. Cha, he must be Jin Yong. Mr. Wen is Wen Ruian?
Well, it’s worth talking about.
Fang Minghua readily agreed.
(End of this chapter)