Chapter 73 The teacher is seriously ill
October 31st, Nanluogu Lane.
Under the locust tree at the door, Han Yuemin, Su Ya, Fang Yan and others stood. Fang Hong looked around, but his brother was still missing.
"Brother, why haven't you come back yet?"
Fang Yan flipped through the comic strip of "Havoc in Heaven" boredly.
Fang Hong shook her head and laughed: "This Yanzi said he was going to the cinema to watch "Romance on Lushan Mountain", but he finally got the big guys together, but he himself disappeared."
Compared to them, Han Yuemin became even more nervous.
The movie "Love in Lushan" that I will watch soon is an unprecedented love-themed movie, and it also featured the first kiss on screen.
It was like thunder from the ground!
From the moment it premiered, it has touched the hearts of countless young men and women.
"Romance in Lushan Mountain" has become a must-see movie for young couples. If you haven't seen it, it's not considered a date at all.
I am about to watch such a movie with Fang Hong. This is the first time in my life, and Han Yuemin can't help but feel excited.
"Yanzi, come back soon."
"Without you, I don't know what to do tonight?"
Just when he was looking forward to it, Hutong Aunt Wang's loud voice echoed in the room: "Fang Yanjia, answer the phone!"
"It's coming! It's coming!"
Fang Hong ran over in a hurry.
These days, public paging phones are used to make calls in alleys, and there is a bus phone station every three or four alleys.
As soon as Fang Hong answered the phone, she heard that the caller was speaking in dialect:
"Can't you come tonight because of something?"
"Doesn't it matter? Are you coming back for dinner tonight?"
"..."
"Okay, I understand. I will tell mom. You also remember to come back early in the evening. .”
“Sister, let’s do this for now, I’ll hang up.”
Hang up the phone, Fang Yan turns around and walks back to the ward.
I originally came to visit Shen Yanbing in the afternoon to talk about his transfer to "October", but I didn't expect to encounter something like this——
Shen Yanbing had a low fever and was unconscious in bed.
Fang Yan sensed something was wrong and immediately called Shen Shuang and sent him to Yanjing Hospital. He saw Shen Yanbing lying on the hospital bed with a thin oxygen tube inserted into his bulging nostril and his left hand Shang is also receiving infusion.
Compared to the coma when he was first delivered, he is now much more awake.
After a while, the nurse took away the tube, and the director gave the doctor's order. During this period, he was hospitalized for rest and refused to see visitors.
Fang Yan nodded repeatedly and sent them out.
"Come and sit."
Shen Yanbing pointed to the chair: "I still have the same old problems, emphysema, frequent asthma, and lack of oxygen. I will be fine after breathing oxygen for a while."
Fang Yan picked up the thermos bottle and silently made him ginseng slices according to the doctor's instructions.
"Where are Shen Shuang and Xiaoman?" Shen Yanbing asked.
"Mai Heng is still at home. Brother Shen and the others are going back. They will come back soon after settling in."
Fang Yan put the cup on the bedside table and sat down.
Shen Shuang and Chen Xiaoman are not young either. They are both in their fifties. They have to take care of both the elderly and children. Their energy is limited and their bodies cannot bear it.
So I discussed with Shen Shuang and took turns taking care of her. During the day, he, a disciple, would take care of her, and his family would take care of him late at night.
“This is too hard work.”
"Teacher, please don't say that. I will do my best to serve you. This is what I should do."
"That won't work, I can't delay your work." "No delay, not at all" Delay. ”
Fang Yan told the truth and reported the situation to the editorial department, and Zhou Yanru approved the falsehood without saying a word.
As for when to visit the editorial department of "October", we will wait until Shen Yanbing recovers.
"Wang Meng and Su Yu both asked me for advice on transferring you to "October"."
Shen Yanbing spoke calmly.
"Do you also think I should go to "October"?"
After hearing this, Fang Yan realized that the teacher also agreed to transfer him from "Yenjing Literature" to "October" 》.
The reason is also very simple, not only because of the significance of the journal "October", but also because compared to "Yenjing Literature", although "October" is a newly established publication, no matter how In terms of size and scale, they are no less than large-scale literary journals such as Harvest and Contemporary. Yanjing Literature is only a magazine under the jurisdiction of the Yanjing Federation of Literary and Art Circles, and it is completely unable to reach this level.
Even if it takes up the banner of reflective literature, the upper limit of "Yenching Literature" is only the lower limit of "October".
"It's not that you can't make progress if you continue to stay in "Yanjing Literature"."
Shen Yanbing said slowly, "But if you can participate from the beginning From the establishment of a journal to its development and growth, you can follow Grow together and accumulate experience and abilities in all aspects. When the time comes for you to host any magazine, you will be able to take charge of it on your own.”
“Teacher, I understand.”
Dialect. I can feel the purpose of training.
Shen Yanbing nodded with satisfaction, then asked him to get a pen and paper, helped himself up, and prepared to write a letter.
"Teacher, you are still infusion."
Fang Yan said: "How about you dictate it and I will write it down?"
"That's fine."
Shen Yanbing felt weak all over and had no choice but to agree.
The first letter was written to the Writers Association.
“Dear comrades, in order to promote the creation of novels, I will donate my royalties of 250,000 yuan to the Writers Association as a fund for setting up a literary prize for novels to reward the best novels every year... ..."
I know that I will not be able to survive the illness, and I sincerely wish that the literary cause of our country's society will prosper. ”
Fang Yan’s heart sank and he finished writing with a livid face.
As for the second letter, Shen Bingyan had to write it by himself no matter what, even though his right hand was trembling and he would not listen. Command.
What exactly was written is unknown.
I only know that at the end of this letter, he wrote the words "Shen Yanbing", and on the letter to the Writers Association, he signed the words "Mao|Dun".
Shen Yanbing solemnly warned: "Put these two letters away. When Shen Shuang and Xiaoman come, you can hand them over to them and tell them that they must be sent after my death." You can report it, don’t hand it over while I’m alive.”
“Okay, teacher.”
Fang Yan nodded solemnly.
"It must be submitted after my death!"
Shen Yanbing seemed worried and emphasized again: "Anyway, I will die and I won't know anything anymore. If the two wishes can be fulfilled by then, It will be the glory of my life.”
Fang Yan doesn’t know what his other wish is, but for the Mao Dun Literary Award, he will do his best no matter what.
After signing these two names, Shen Yanbing said with a smile: "This is also my last and most meaningful signature."
"Teacher, please don't do this. Say.”
Fang Yan soaked the ginseng slices in water and handed over the medicine.
"Birth, old age, illness and death are all inevitable."
Shen Yanbing showed an open-minded smile, "But don't worry, even if you die, you have to wait until your "The Fission of the Qin Dynasty" is published in "People's Literature" "Published on, wait until I finish writing my memoir, otherwise, I will die in peace."
Thanks to Feixue of the Phoenix clan for the 100 starting coins.
(End of this chapter)