Chapter 145: It’s not easy to follow Teacher Fang
The sound of “ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, dang, etc. was heard in the training compound.
Wang Shuo and Ye Jing sat face to face, with a plate of peanuts, cucumbers and a bottle of Red Star Erguotou on the table.
"In other words, your manuscript has passed, right?"
Ye Jing threw peanuts into his mouth.
"Of course, the review was approved immediately!"
Wang Shuo said proudly, "You will be able to see my buddy's masterpiece in the issue of "October" in February next year."< br>
“Let’s see what you can do.”
Ye Jing pouted, “I said your novel was published , It’s too humble to treat me to this for such a big happy event. Take your royalties, and instead of going to Lao Mo, why don’t you invite your friends to Quanjude and Donglaishun for a meal?”
Wang Shuodao. : "That won't work. I'll keep the manuscript fee and invite Teacher Fang to have dinner with Lao Mo to apologize."
"Oh, they call each other 'Teacher Fang' very affectionately." Ye Jing curled her lips and said, "I don't know who it is, but when I come back from revising the manuscript every day, I curse 'Fang Bapi'."
“These are two different things. I’m not exaggerating. After Teacher Fang's guidance, I never want to touch literature again in my life."
"Really! Anyone who wants to touch it is a stinker!" br>
Wang Shuo was sitting on Erguotou, his face full of bitter tears.
Being locked up in a small dark room in the editorial office of "October" by dialect, and undergoing intense literary training and mental stimulation, his writing level cannot be said to have improved by leaps and bounds, but it can at least be said to have improved rapidly.
But the donkeys of the production team are not handled like this!
Suffering all kinds of "torture" caused great damage to my young mind, and I fell deeply into the shadow of Teacher Fang.
"It's so serious, then why don't you run away!"
Ye Jing joked: "Are you afraid that Teacher Fang will whip you, or are you afraid that your dad will whip you with a belt? ”
"Brother, are you afraid?"
Wang Shuo said: "It's just that after suffering so many sins, the novel was destroyed in the end, so my previous sins were not in vain."
"Yes. That makes sense!" Ye Jing said.
“Besides, Teacher Fang is a good person and teaches well, but it’s not easy just to follow him.” Wang Shuo said: “In any case, it’s better for us not to touch literature in the future.”
“Then you’re not a writer and you plan to go back and sell sugar water?”
Ye Jing stared and looked down.
"Sugar and salty water!" Wang Shuo corrected, "But I don't want to stay in the pharmaceutical company anymore. I have no interest in eating from the iron rice bowl."
"Then what do you want to do? ?" Ye Jing asked.
“Writing is impossible to write. It is impossible to write in this life. I don’t want to eat the iron rice bowl. It is better to do business.”
Wang Shuo said, “Isn’t there a guy a while ago? News, 'If miracles had a color, it would be Chinese Red', have you seen it? ”
Ye Jing said: "Of course I saw it. This is what Mr. Fang said. Our unit even held a meeting to discuss it." "The master is making a fortune." Wang Shuo nodded, "After reading the news, I thought, if he can make a fortune, why can't we?"
Ye Jing asked: "Indeed, what do you want to do?"
Wang Shuo said: "Brother, I haven't thought about it yet. When I think about it, I must do something famous. "
The two of them thought about it for a while. They usually like to eat roast duck, so they decided to quit their jobs and open a roast duck restaurant together.
Ye Jing looked sideways: "Actually, if you follow Teacher Fang, it won't be too bad."
"No, you don't know how crazy it was after "Nashan" was published." Wang Shuo described He said, "There are so many letters from all over the world, and the postal and telecommunications system specially organized a literature lecture for Teacher Fang, and also sent a leader to use a car to deliver the letters. "
"That pie made me so envious at the time!"
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Since the publication of "The Man and the Dog in the Mountain" , there was a splash in the postal and telecommunications system. Letters came from all directions to Dialect. The person who wrote the letter was a postman, and the person who delivered the letter was also a postman. Some are from cities and some are from villages.
Most of them are letters of thanks, but there are also invitations from post offices across the country, hoping to come here to give a speech to the postmen.
Dialect is recommended as much as possible, but today’s literature lecture cannot be promoted no matter what. It is jointly organized by the Ministry of Culture, the Writers Association, and the postal and telecommunications system. The venue is full and the lineup is unprecedented.
Even people from the Yanjing Writers Association, the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, and the editorial department of "Yenjing Literature" could only sit in the second and third rows.
The content to be talked about in dialect is generally creative ideas, experiences, feelings, insights, etc., blah blah blah.
"Wow, wow, wow."
The applause was like a wave, surging.
The leaders of the postal and telecommunications system are all smiles. "The Mountain, That Man, That Dog" has caused a strong response in the society, allowing the postmen to receive widespread attention, and making the entire postal industry stand out in all walks of life. Compared with the literary creation of steel, machinery, railways, medical and other systems, it is simply far ahead.
Far ahead!
According to rumors, the heads of relevant departments such as steel and railways were greatly stimulated and urged professional writers to write well. The requirements are not high, and the quality of the novel is similar to "That Mountain".
One article in dialect stirred up the entire literary world!
Some writers who originally just wanted to muddle through this creative task had to show their true skills and go all out.
At this time, "Juan Wang" Dialect finished his literature lecture and chatted with the leaders present, including Zhang Guangnian.
"I didn't expect that your first creative task would be completed brilliantly in this way. Junior brother, you have made progress again."
"Senior brother, thank you."< br>
Fang Yan said with a smile: "Thanks to the teachers of "Yenjing Literature", as well as the guidance and help of Mr. Cong Wen and Mr. Wang."
"I will take you to see an old friend of mine. "
Zhang Guangnian nodded happily.
As soon as Fang Yan arrived, he realized that he was actually Zhou Weizhi.
This heavyweight in the music industry is not only the first conductor of the "Yellow River Cantata", but also the composer of "Defeat the United States | Ambitious Wolf", which is "vigorous and high-spirited" , Across the Yalu River" the volunteer army war song.
"Xiao Fang, I have always heard Guangnian talking about you, a young junior brother who makes him proud, and today I finally have the honor to meet you."
"It is also an honor for me to see you here."
Under Zhang Guangnian’s introduction, the two got to know each other.
During the chat, Fang Yan learned that the original Cultural Bu merged with the publishing, cultural relics, foreign language publishing and other departments to form a new Cultural Bu. The former Huang Baizhi was transferred to the Chinese and Foreign Cultural Affairs Committee. Now the entire department is composed of Zhou Weizhi served as acting minister.
Zhou Weizhi smiled and spoke neither quickly nor slowly:
"According to the "Cultural Cooperation Agreement," we have to sign annual cultural exchange agreements with other countries every year, and include film, literature, drama, and opera in this year's exchange projects..."
Dialect started to listen I was confused, but when I heard that early next year, Japan would first send a cultural exchange delegation to visit China to serve as a frontline for the Ministry of Education, Culture, Sports, Science and Technology, the ministry would organize a delegation with corresponding specifications, and I was selected as one of them. One member.
For a moment, the whole person was a little stunned, "Me?"
"Yes, you will attend the next series of cultural exchange activities as a representative of young writers in the literary world."< br>
Zhang Guangnian patted his left shoulder.
"When the time comes, you must perform well."
Zhou Weizhi patted his right shoulder.
“I will!”
Dialect promised confidently.
Zhou Weizhi carefully explained some requirements and details: "We also need to select a group of outstanding literary works in recent years so that they can be presented and discussed with each other at Sino-Japanese exchange activities. If nothing else, they will be Introduced to Japan, translated and published ”
"Several of your works are also on the shortlist."
Zhang Guangnian continued: "As for which ones, we are still discussing internally. As the original author, you can recommend yourself, as long as there are sufficient reasons. If appropriate, we will adopt it as appropriate."
"Works suitable for literary exchange..."
Fang Yan touched his chin thoughtfully.
(End of this chapter)