Chapter 816 815 "I'm not nostalgic, I want to remember."
Fang Minghua stayed at the foot of the mountain for three days before leaving.
During these three days, in addition to Ke Bing, Fang Minghua also interviewed some other young employees, including a technician who only joined the factory last year.
Unlike Ke Bing and his generation who came to Factory 182 for jobs assigned by the state, this young man named Wang Dong graduated from Xijing University of Electronic Science and Technology and came here during the school recruitment period.
"Are you satisfied with your current living and working conditions?" Fang Minghua asked.
"To be honest, I'm not satisfied. What was said during the recruitment was too far from reality. I feel like I was deceived into getting here."
Wang Dong's frankness made the other young people laugh.
"However, the factory is working on an early warning aircraft project. I think there is still a future if I stay here." Wang Dong finally added.
On the train back to Xijing, there were cave after cave outside, and the light inside the car was flickering. Fang Minghua thought about what he had seen and heard in Factory 182 these days.
Whether it is the ideals and beliefs of the older generation Sun Yuanchao and others, the confusion and persistence of Ke Bing of the Mesozoic generation, and the hopes of the new generation like Wang Dong, they all constitute the most authentic side of this third-tier factory.
Factory 182 is a microcosm of the entire third-tier enterprise and an era.
There are very few literary works about third-tier enterprises, and even fewer are famous. However, Jia Zhangke filmed "Twenty-Four Cities" in 2000, which is relatively famous.
The main story line of the film revolves around three generations of "factory flowers" of an aviation factory in Sichuan Province. Through the life and emotional journeys of the three generations of "factory flowers" in the 1960s, 1980s and now, it reflects the development and life of cities in the process of urbanization in China. The impact and experience of changes in the environment on ordinary people.
The perspective of the film is quite unique, and the shooting method is also very unique. It adopts the structure of a documentary and a feature film shot at the same time.
But this shooting method has also attracted a lot of criticism: the film boasts a combination of fiction and documentation, but in fact this method is nothing new.
What's more serious is that there is a serious disconnect between the record and the fiction. The third-generation factory belle played by professional actors is very embarrassing. It lost its flexible coordination and overall unity with the extras, and was completely out of control.
What is even more criticized is the "Twenty-Four Cities" in the title of this movie. Although the director believes that 24 is not only a landmark name, but also has different connotations such as 24 hours in a day, the 24 traditional Chinese solar terms, and Du Fu's "Twenty-Four Cities". The city is full of hibiscus flowers, and Jinguan has been called prosperous since the past."
But what the audience saw was that he was nakedly advertising this real estate called "24 City"!
However, as a novel, these situations do not exist, and Fang Minghua did not intend to write it as a documentary. However, Chief Jia narrates it from the perspective of three generations of factory flowers, which is very interesting.
You can learn from this narrative perspective.
The theme of this movie inherits Jia Zhangke's consistent questioning and reflection, and has a strong salvation complex and human concern. It profoundly points out the harm of the system to individuals. It is an anti-system film!
Fang Minghua does not quite agree with this point, or it is not entirely correct.
As it was a special period, there was a certain degree of objectivity in adopting such an approach. We cannot look at it from the perspective of future generations and just blame it.
Writing this period of history, as German artist Anselm Kiefer said: "I am not nostalgic, I want to remember."
Record this history through novels.
After returning to Xijing, Fang Minghua immediately devoted himself to writing.
The name of the novel is based on the geographical environment of Factory 182, and is called "Up the Mountain and Down the Mountain"
The first generation is from the perspective of Mr. Liu’s lover, the beautiful Fudan college student, who came from a big city to this remote valley. The gap between ideals and reality brings her the past that is difficult to let go.
The second generation is Ke Bing's lover, this "second generation of the factory". By this time, it was already the 1980s, and the factory's economic performance had declined sharply, with workers being diverted and laid off. The pride of the working class had also disappeared, and a series of family changes had occurred.
Let's use Wang Dong as the prototype for the third generation, but she has become a female college student. Standing on the threshold of the new century, she looks at this factory that has long lost its glory, but there is hope in the decline. Where should she go?
The weather in April is sunny and sunny, which is very suitable for fishing. However, Fang Minghua stayed at home and wrote hard all day long, rarely going out, which surprised several of his fishing friends.
What kind of amazing article did this guy create at home?
Take a look.
Today is the weekend. The two children went to play at a classmate's house. The daughter-in-law went back to her parents' house to visit her parents. The nanny finished her housework and went shopping. Fang Minghua naturally didn't care about this kind of thing and stayed alone at home quietly.
Fang Minghua was typing on the keyboard in the study room when he suddenly heard the doorbell microphone installed in the second floor corridor ring. Someone is coming?
Fang Minghua was too lazy to pay attention, but the doorbell rang stubbornly.
Moreover, the old German Shepherd dog doesn’t bark?
acquaintance?
This forced him to go downstairs. When he arrived at the door of the courtyard, he opened the door and saw that it was Lu Yao, Jia Pingwa, and Bai Miao.
"What are you doing?" Fang Minghua was surprised.
"It's okay, let's take a walk." Jia Pingwa said, slowly entering the courtyard with her hands behind her back.
"I didn't even make a call. Don't you worry that I'm not at home." Fang Minghua continued.
"We just want to make a surprise attack. You are not going fishing during this period. Are you bored at home and writing a shocking work again?"
"Well, well, don't laugh at me. What a shocking work. During the meeting in Tianhan, didn't you call on everyone to write something? I've been busy with this recently."
"What's written? Let's take a look." Bai Miao suddenly became interested.
"This won't work. The first draft hasn't been completed yet." Fang Minghua refused: "But I can talk about the general content, which is about the third-tier factory."
"Minghua, you went to Factory 182 during the meeting. I heard that you stayed there for another week, so why did you come back to write this?" Bai Miao asked.
"Sit down, everyone, and I'll pour you tea." Fang Minghua greeted.
"Sit in the courtyard, the sun is nice." Lu Yao suggested.
"Okay."
The three of them moved out a small table and rattan chairs by themselves. Fang Minghua brewed a pot of Mingqian Longjing, and everyone drank tea and chatted in the yard.
"Minghua, are you suddenly interested in the subject of state-owned enterprises? Is it like the book "The Piano of Steel" you wrote a few years ago?" Lu Yao asked.
"It's different. That one mainly talks about the survival of laid-off workers after corporate restructuring. This one covers a wider span, from the 1960s to the present. The theme is relatively positive." Fang Minghua suddenly became interested.
"Recite a poem for you."
After speaking, he cleared his throat and recited.
"I will stand on the factory tower or stand on the steam drum house and sing loudly,
Or play the Andante Cantabile on the keys like Tchaikovsky,
Or it’s like writing the Andante Cantabile on paper..."
"Oh, it really has a heavy industrial aesthetic feel." Bai Miao immediately commented.
"Hey. How about we touch a few?" Fang Minghua chuckled and suddenly changed the subject.
"Playing mahjong?"
"You three came together, are you really just looking at what I write?!"
"Haha, Minghua, the one who knows us, if you don't give in a few times today, how can you live up to this wonderful spring time?!"
Soon, the sound of mahjong could be heard in the small courtyard.
The days passed by like this, and it was May in the blink of an eye. Before the novel was finished, Fang Minghua had to leave for Lanzhou, because the 4th World Chinese Literature Award Ceremony was to be held there.
(End of chapter)