Chapter 109 Lack of Money Literature
At night, the noodle factory.
The summer wind in June was very cool, blowing on Fang Yan’s face, like rolling on his face, and the sound of chatter came to his ears.
Zhao Hongmei and Yang Xia were chatting about something, Fang Hong and Su Ya were chatting about something, and the Fang Yan brother and sister were caught in the middle with big eyes and small eyes.
“I haven’t been back for a long time, I really miss you!”
Su Ya looked around and saw that nothing in the factory seemed to have changed.
"From the time you were admitted to Yanda University to now, people in the factory still mention you from time to time, especially the good sisters in the same workshop as you."
Fang Hong held her arm. , extremely intimate.
Su Ya's face was full of excitement: "Really! I miss them too, and I must have a good chat with them later."
Looking at them talking and laughing , Fang Yan suddenly asked: "Sister, what movie will be shown today? Is it "The Wrangler"?"
"No, it's a movie called "Looking for One, Losing the Other"?"
Fang Hong replied: "It's a satire."
"No matter what movie it is, in short, thank you Sister Hong Invite our family to watch a movie." Su Ya chuckled.
“This is too outrageous.” Fang Hong rolled her eyes.
“How about this, can I invite you back?”
Su Ya smiled and said: "Last time Sister Hong and Yanzi came to Yanzi University for sightseeing, I couldn't get away. This time our May Fourth Literary Society is going to hold a large-scale reading in the auditorium. Are you interested?"
"Large recitation?"
Fang Yan noticed that Fang Hong looked very excited.
Su Ya briefly introduced that at this recital, she would share her own poems that she created and loved, especially those in dialects.
“Is it colloquial?” Dialect couldn’t help but be curious.
"This is only part of it. There are also many poems written around "The Love of the Hawthorn Tree" and "The Wrangler"."
Listening to Su Ya's narration, Fang Yan knew that "The Love of the Hawthorn Tree" was written at Yanda. What a violent whirlwind of pure love blowing on campus.
The poem "Once Upon a Time Slow" at the end has been published in Yanda's campus newspapers and periodicals, copied by students, and has been recited endlessly, and there have been batches of imitated poems.
The leaders were a Spanish language student whose pen name was "Xichuan" and a law student whose pen name was "Haizi".
He is simply a fanatical fan of Teacher Fang!
It has even developed to the point where many girls at Yan University formed a book club called "Hawthorn Tree Love" because of the death of their third child, and wrote articles and poems specifically to commemorate and commemorate their third child.
She is simply obsessed with love.
“Is it so exaggerated?”
The dialect sounds incredible. Are all college students so idle?
“Remove the word ‘?’, it’s so exaggerated!”
Su Ya said: "And it's not just our Yan University, Shuimu, Renmin University, Beijing Normal University, Beijing Second Foreign Language School, and many other schools are the same."
"Yanzi, let alone the school, there is no movement in our factory either." "Small, how many lesbians have been made to cry by your novel."
Fang Hong said that the amateur drama team of the Noodle Factory also wants to adapt "The Love of the Hawthorn Tree" into a drama and perform it on the Chinese Valentine's Day.
"Sister Hong, you and Ruoxue and the others want to work together. They also want to adapt "The Love of the Hawthorn Tree"."
Su Ya suddenly became energetic.
When Fang Yan walked to the audience area where the outdoor movie was being screened, he saw that Han Yuemin had already taken a seat and even bought food.
While putting down the bench, Su Ya said truthfully:
"A national college student drama performance will be held soon. The top three can perform at the Great Hall of the People!"< br>
“So that’s it.”
Fang Yan sat down and listened patiently.
Shuimu, Renmin University, Iron and Steel Institute (now the University of Science and Technology), Beijing Normal University, etc., all universities in Yanjing have signed up to participate. Yanjing University is not to be left behind, and is planning to hold an internal selection competition for all drama teams in the school to compete. Go down and choose the best.
“The drama team Ruoxue is in is just one of them.”
Su Ya said: “The full name is ‘The Drama Team of the Yantai University Art Troupe’, which consists of the Department of Spanish, the Department of Chinese and the Department of Psychology. Established, next, we need to talk to departments such as the History Department The drama team competes."
Fang Yan asked: "They rehearsed "Dark War" just for this national college student drama performance? "
"Yes, but they have given up rehearsing "Dark War". 》. ”
"Why is this?"
"It seems that "Dark War" is too testing of acting skills. No one in the drama team can control Qian Zhijiang, so we have to give up."
"Then Are you focusing on "Hawthorn Tree Love"?"
Fang Yan narrowed his eyes.
Su Ya explained: "Ruoxue did not adapt it without authorization. She said she needed your permission, so she asked me to invite you to the recitation. If you don't come, she will think of something else. Method.”
"She is leaving room for herself." Fang Yan said with a smile: "Even if I reject you, she still has a chance, but will they pay for the adaptation fee?"
Su Yadao: "The drama team was formed voluntarily and raised its own funds. I'm not telling you that the rate at which you earn royalties can't be matched by bank robbers. Do you still care about her?" We have three melons and two dates?”
“You don’t understand.”
Fang Yan raised his hand and said, “It’s my business whether you want it or not. It’s their business. Even if it’s a penny, as long as I’m sincere, I won’t disagree. Besides, I’m not rich enough to push the money out, and I’m also very short of money.”
"Are you short of money? No way!"
Su Ya's eyes widened.
“With the way he spends his money, it’s strange that he’s not short of money.”
Fang Hong joked, “When I came here, I said I would buy a special courtyard to store letters from readers. Take a look. What’s that?”
Fang Yan said with a smile. : "You don't just need to buy a yard. After you buy it, you can't leave it empty. You have to have old furniture, some calligraphy and painting antiques to decorate it, and then there's a TV, a washing machine, a refrigerator. Take a look. It all costs money..."
"Stop, stop, the more you talk, the more outrageous you are."
Fang Hong raised her hand.
Han Yuemin murmured: "This is not a house, it is simply paradise. If I have such a yard, I will be satisfied."
Fang Yan said: "I am just giving an example. , look at it, this money is spent like water, but you are short of money."
"You are a great writer, don't be obsessed with money."
Su Ya reminded.
Fang Yan said half-jokingly: "Great men in the literary world have never been shy about talking about money. For example, Mr. Lu Xun boldly talked about money and said, 'Money is important. To put it more elegantly, it is the economy.' He also said, 'It's really good to have money, but it's really bad to have no money'."
"Is this really what Mr. Lu Xun said?"
Su Ya was very curious.
“Of course!”
Fang Yan said with a smile: "Let's not talk about Balzac writing to pay off debts, just talk about Chekhov. You should have heard of his name, right?"
"How could you not have heard of it?"
< br>Su Ya talked about "Chameleon" and other works in detail.
"Then do you know that 'lack of money' has always accompanied his literary creation?" Fang Yan said Chekhov's words casually.
For example, "I have no money to use, but I am too lazy to make money. Please send me some money! I will never break my promise: I am only lazy until May. From June 1st, I Just sit down and write.”
For example, "I hope that next spring I will have a lot of money. I judge based on superstition: no money means that I will soon have money."
Another example. "There is always no money, and it won't come soon. It's really terrible."
"I didn't expect that he turned out to be such a Chekhov."
Su Ya was shocked, Opened his mouth.
“So!”
Dialect said in a joking tone that he was short of money, Chekhov was short of money, and Balzac was short of money. Therefore, he was equal to Chekhov and Balzac, which meant that he was a great writer.
"Pfft, what are you talking about?"
Su Ya was happy, "Don't let anyone hear it..."
"It's just a joke, what I wanted to say As Mr. Lu Xun said, people who smell of copper are real, but people who smell too much of copper are Rotten, freedom cannot be bought by money, but it can be sold by money. This is what my teacher taught me."
Fang Yan said: "So I never shy away from talking about money. A gentleman loves money, acquires it in a proper way, regards it with moderation, and uses it with restraint.”
"What you said is... uh, so interesting."
The corners of Su Ya's mouth raised, thinking to herself:
If I have a chance, I will tell Bai Ruoxue and Qiu Peining!
"This is called, 'Rich skins are all the same, but interesting souls are one in a million.'"
Fang Yan caught a glimpse of the movie starting to play on the screen through the corner of his eye, and stopped talking. Look quietly.
"Consider This, Lose That", I have never seen it in my previous life.
But the actors who participated looked familiar at first glance, like the Sixth Prince in "Prime Minister Liu Luoguo" and Liu Luoguo's father-in-law, Li Ding.
Also, Chi Zhihao sang "Tears Behind Bars".
But the most interesting thing is what Li Ding said at the stadium, "I hope you think about the connection between basketball and chicken."
“Basketball and chicken.”
Fang Yan tilted her head and asked, "How are these connected?"
Fang Yan suddenly thought of something and almost laughed out loud.
(End of this chapter)