Chapter 614: Going to the Northeast
"What is your "Abandoned City" about? It is about the confusion, decadence and even depravity of contemporary intellectuals! You are like ruthlessly tearing off the fig leaf from someone's body. In the main body of your novel It’s a group of literati who are being pushed. You said that people who have a certain say will easily let go of your book, even you? You know, to put it bluntly, you and I are actually one of them. How can you do this? Betrayed the organization! If something happens, who will dare to speak for you!"
"But Zhongshi's "White Deer Plain" is different. It criticizes feudal ethics and depicts rural life. This is the specialty of writers. His erotic descriptions only reflect the most primitive instincts of farmers. What does it have to do with noble literati? Even if some people criticize him, there will be more literati who will defend him - because he is writing about history, not the present! "< br>
After hearing this, Jia Pingwa turned pale and was speechless.
“Brother Jia, listen to my advice,” Fang Minghua continued in a gentle tone: “Delete those □□□□□□ (the author deleted ×hundred×ten× words), you This book is very good and very attractive. There is no need to resort to these gimmicks, which will bring unnecessary trouble to yourself.”
"In addition, after considering some sensitive plots in the novel, I will call Su Bin from Shengshi Books and ask him to arrange the publication of your book."
Jia Pingwa left.
Compared with the excitement when I came here, I looked a little depressed.
But if this book had not been so ill-fated, Jia Pingwa's reputation would not have become bad because of this book. In his own words: "Before the publication of "Desolated Capital", I was criticized by the literary world Cheng is the cleanest person; after the publication of "The Wasted City", I was said to be the most hooligan in the literary world. "This is what I have to do."
There is no shame in that.
We must know that in history, Chen Zhongshi, who was as stubborn as an ox, had to bow his head in order to pass the Mao Dun Award review: he revised the sensitive plot of the novel and published a revised version.
The same problem will probably occur in this life of "White Deer Plain", let's talk about it then.
Originally, Fang Ming and Huajing waited for Jia Pingwa to revise "The Wasted City" before contacting Su Bin. However, just two days later, she suddenly received a call from her father.
"Minghua, there is an urgent telegram from my hometown. Your uncle has passed away. Please pack up and take the train back to Fengtian with me tomorrow."
"Uncle has passed away? Okay, I'll prepare right away, let's see if there are any plane tickets tomorrow, let's fly back, so hurry up." Fang Minghua said immediately.
"Okay, give me a call when you've made an appointment."
After hanging up the phone from his father, Fang Minghua quickly took out a phone number book printed by the Xijing Post and Telecommunications Bureau from the drawer, which contained bookings for major airlines. Telephone.
There was no Internet these days. If you wanted to fly, you had to go to the airport check-in counter to book a ticket, or you could do it on the phone.
It just so happened that at 10:30 tomorrow morning, Air China had a direct flight to Fengtian. Fang Minghua immediately booked two tickets and told his father the news.
When Song Tangtang returned home in the evening, Fang Minghua told him that his uncle had passed away and that he would go back to Fengtian with his father for the funeral.
Naturally, Song Tangtang wouldn't say anything. He just said to bring more clothes. It's colder in the Northeast than here. I'll drive you two to the airport tomorrow morning.
"I'll pack your luggage for you." Song Tangtang said and went upstairs.
When Fang Minghua went on a long trip, she was the one who packed her luggage as long as Song Tangtang was at home.
“Oops” Fang Minghua suddenly thought of something.
“What’s wrong?” Song Tangtang stopped.
"Pingwa's book hasn't been brought over yet. Let me make a call."
The first thing Fang Minghua dialed was Su Bin's pager and he left a message. Within a few minutes, Su Bin's phone number came home. Come over.
Fang Minghua gave a brief summary of the publication of Jia Pingwa’s new book.
"I asked Jia Pingwa to send you the manuscript. I personally think it is quite good. Of course, given that the content of this book is somewhat sensitive in some places, you should be careful when promoting it."
Su Bin agreed and said that he would study it carefully after Jia Pingwa sent the manuscript.
Fang Minghua's words were not without purpose.
Historically, before the publication of "The Wasted City", the author and the publishing house worked hard to come up with two "couples": one is "□□□", and the other is to blow out the royalties of one million! Through these "hype", the book suddenly became popular, and some booksellers blocked the door of the publishing house with cash demands for goods.
It gets popular quickly, but it’s easier for people to hate you.
Go easy this time.
After calling Su Bin, Fang Minghua called Jia Pingwa's home directly and told her about his current situation and that he would go back to Fengtian immediately and would probably stay for a few days.
"Brother Jia, I am worried about delaying the publication of your new book, so I have made an agreement with Su Bin from Shengshi Books that you will send it directly to him after you revise it. If there are any problems, you two will communicate directly."
"Thank you, Minghua." On the other end of the phone, Jia Pingwa's tone expressed gratitude.
"Why are you being polite to me? Let's talk about it after I come back."
Early the next morning, Fang Minghua took his wife's car and rushed to the Happiness Shop at Xiaonanmen. The community picked up my father and went straight to Xianyang International Airport.
Just last year, Xianyang International Airport officially opened and Xiguan Airport was closed.
At 10:30, the father and son got on the plane and flew directly to Fengtian.
The plane flew smoothly in the clouds.
Fang Minghua glanced at his father beside him.
He saw his father wearing an old military coat, curled up in his seat and dozing off.
He suddenly discovered that his father was much older.
Is it because the uncle passed away?
Father Fang Changhe's generation, there are three brothers in total, Fang Changhe is the second eldest, the eldest and third eldest brother both stay in the Northeast, only the second eldest brother Fang Changhe supports Northwest and comes to Xijing.
Fang Changhe’s parents passed away as early as the early 1970s. Once their parents passed away, the brothers moved around each other significantly less.
Xijing was originally quite far from Liao Province. In Fang Minghua’s memory, his parents and grandparents passed away and returned to their hometown respectively, and never wanted to go back again.
Therefore, in Fang Minghua's memory, he was not deeply impressed by this uncle.
Of course, there are family etiquette that must be followed. As Fang Changhe’s only son, of course he has to go back to attend the funeral according to custom.
In addition to paying homage to his uncle, he also walked around to see the Northeast in the early 1990s. For this purpose, he even brought a camera.
The plane flew for more than two hours and landed at Taoxian International Airport.
As soon as he got off the plane, Fang Minghua shivered.
Oh my god.
Winter in the Northeast is cold.
The woolen coat I wore seemed to be of no use, and the cold wind blew in.
The father and son left the airport, got on the airport bus, and rushed to the city. When they arrived in the city, Fang Minghua and his son changed to a taxi.
Although Fang Minghua's hometown is in Beisipiao, Chaoyang, his father Fang Changhe's elder brother and younger brother both work in Fengtian, and the deceased brother's home is in Tiexi District.
(End of this chapter)