Chapter 148 Anatomy of Dialect, the Sparrow
Sunday, January 17th.
The editorial department of "October" and even Yanjing Publishing House attach great importance to this year's literary award, and they have spent a lot of money on it.
The venue was grandly decorated, and not only the literary and artistic circles, but also the media, publishing and even performing arts circles were invited.
As a staff member of the organizer, Dialect was assigned the task of receiving writers who came from all over the country to receive awards.
There are old friends such as Jiang Zilong, Lu Yao, Tiening, and Wang Anyi, as well as new friends such as Liu Xinwu and Cheng Yu.
Of course, there is another person who Fang Yan must pick up in person, and that is Shi Tiesheng.
"Tiesheng!"
"Yanzi!"
When Fang Yan pushed Shi Tiesheng to appear, Jiang Zilong, Tiening and others immediately swarmed forward.
Shi Tiesheng said hello with a smile, his small eyes behind the black frames narrowed into a thin line, sometimes showing a bit of childlike cunning.
"It's a pity that Lao Mo didn't come."
Fang Yan looked around, he was the only one missing from the training center team.
"He is busy changing my "Life" into a movie script." Lu Yao revealed that Wu Tianming had been successfully elected as the new director of the West Film Studio through democratic elections within the studio.
Then he put out his cigarette silently, "When I came here, Director Wu and Lao Mo asked me to ask you about the script of "The Fission of Qin"."
"Let them rest assured that the first draft is almost done."
Fang Yan waved his hand.
"Yanzi, you are really busy."
Tie Ning and Wang Anyi looked at each other.
"Isn't that right? Let's not talk about the movie script of "The Fission of Qin". For such a big awards ceremony today, there must be organization, preparation, and arrangements, and Yanzi will definitely be busy."
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Gu Hua said with emotion, "That's it, I can still find time to travel to western Hunan to collect folk songs and write such a good "That Mountain, That Man, That Dog". Sometimes I really want to open Yanzi's chest to see if it's the Qiqiao Exquisite Heart. Why?" Can you multi-task like this?"
"Lao Gu got to the bottom of it."
Jiang Zilong smiled bitterly.
After "The Mountain, That Man, That Dog" was published, I was already halfway through writing a mechanical novel. Unexpectedly, the leaders of the Jinmen Writers Association and the Mechanical System came to him and had no extra requirements. , that is, it would be great if the work can reach the level of Dialect.
“Who says it’s not the case, it’s the same for me!”
"Me too."
Listening to Lu Yao and Tiening's complaints, Wang Anyi's eyes widened: "Huh? I thought I was the only one like this, but I didn't expect that everyone was the same. "
"Yanzi, it seems that you have committed a heinous crime!"
Shi Tiesheng couldn't help but tease.
“Yes, it’s a heinous crime!”
Faced with the "public outrage" of the Fishing Party, Fang Yan smiled awkwardly and used a trick to change the topic.
From the works they created for different fields, we chatted about their next work.
Jiang Zilong and Gu Hua already have some clues.
Lu Yao was like an old scalper, huffing and puffing, and wrote half of "In Difficult Days" quietly.
Seeing that even his good sister Wang Anyi was preparing for his first novel, Tiening, who was standing still, couldn't help but feel anxious.
After all, my friends are all making progress, how can I fall behind!
Everyone present saw her anxiety and came up with ideas.
"Love literature has been popular recently, why not Tiening try this direction?"
"..."
"How about this theme when the Chinese women's volleyball team wins the championship?"
"Speaking of the women's volleyball team, I remember there was news about Yanzi in the newspaper."
As soon as these words came out, everyone turned their attention to Fang Yan.
The same goes for Tiening, "I have read the report, 'If miracles have a color, it must be Chinese red.' Yanzi said it so well, it really fits the occasion!"
Shi Tiesheng looked sideways, "Yanzi, what do you think?"
"I think our Comrade Tiening is good at writing about things around him, seeing the big from the small, from the simple to the deep..."
Fang Yan told the whole story from beginning to end.
Tie Ning listened patiently. When he heard about fashionable clothing such as cultural shirts and overalls, his eyes suddenly lit up.
“Clothes!?”
“Yes, clothes, young women wearing cultural shirts all over the street form a beautiful scenery.”
Dialect gave an idea , "The liberation of clothing is not the liberation of thought and the liberation of beauty."
"It's also the liberation of women!"
Tiening had a sudden thought, and red clothes came to mind.
“You thought of something, right?”
Fang Yan said with a smile.
"Lao Gu wants to open your chest and see how your heart grows." Tiening couldn't help but said excitedly: "Teacher Xiaofang, I want to open your head and see how your heart grows." How does a brain grow? ”
"You are so cruel, how much do you want to dismember me?"
Fang Yan shook his head and laughed.
"It's not dismemberment, it's dissection of you, a sparrow."
Shi Tie said abruptly.
“Hahaha, Tiesheng said it well!” In an instant, the venue was filled with a happy atmosphere.
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Fortunately, the award ceremony followed the pre-designed process without any major mistakes and ended successfully.
This is a unity conference! A victorious conference!
Compared with the National Short Story and Novella Awards, the award-winning works are different in material selection, form and style, which is an eye-opener for major publications that are preparing to establish a literary award. It turns out that awards can be awarded this way, " "October" is the first genre award to be launched.
In the entire conference, Fang Yan was undoubtedly the most eye-catching winner, with four entries on the list and four awards.
After the meeting, he was also a big winner.
Lu Yao, Tiening, Wang Anyi and others all promised to submit their new works to "October", and they have gained a lot. They made an appointment with everyone to get together before leaving Beijing and go to a restaurant to have a good time. Last meal.
"Come tomorrow, see you there or not!"
Fang Yan pushed Shi Tiesheng and walked on the sparsely populated street.
"This is the first literary award I have won in my life."
Shi Tiesheng turned over the certificate in his hand and never tired of it.
"This is just the beginning. You will definitely win more prizes in the future, and I guarantee that your hands will get cramps when you win the prizes."
Fang Yan said half-jokingly.
Shi Tiesheng closed the certificate and said, "Yanzi, thank you."
Just as Fang Yan was about to open his mouth, he heard him say that he had gone to the hospital for a comprehensive physical examination not long ago, and the result was that he had kidney disease. Fortunately, it was discovered in time and it was under control. Otherwise, if it continued to worsen, he might have to be intubated for the rest of his life. .
"If that happens, I really won't be able to go to northern Shaanxi with you."
Shi Tiesheng said with emotion, "Thanks to your reminder."
Fang Yan took the photo "I have to keep doing massages."
"Now I have to work harder to create, not only for my mother, but also to earn more money for medical treatment."
Shi Tiesheng nodded, "I want to live well."
Fang Yan noticed that he was not in a high mood, tightened the blanket around him, and spoke a few words of comfort.
Shi Tiesheng's tone was filled with anguish. It was clear that just when he thought good times were coming, misfortune struck again.
"I met an old man recently and he told me a story." Fang Yan slowly pushed the cart and told the story slowly.
A pair of blind men traveled over mountains and ridges to make a living by playing the three-stringed string and telling stories. The old blind man kept playing the piano every day just to break one more string every day.
It turned out that the old blind man's master told him before he died that as long as he sincerely broke a thousand strings and opened the piano case, he would get the prescription to restore his sight. But after 50 years of hard work, he finally played A thousand strings were broken.
When he took the prescription to get the medicine, someone told him that the prescription was actually just a piece of white paper.
“Blank paper?”
Shi Tiesheng was startled.
“Yes, it’s just blank paper!”
Dialect said: "At that moment, the old blind man felt that the world collapsed and life seemed to have lost its meaning."
Shi Tiesheng pondered the profound meaning of the story and remained silent.
Fang Yan asked: "If you were this old blind man, how would you tell your apprentice about this?"
Shi Tiesheng pondered for a moment, "I will put this 'prescription' away Enter the little blind man's piano case and tell him to play the piano well. When he breaks 1,000 strings, he will get the prescription and see the light of day again. "
"Your guess is really accurate!"
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Fang Yan smiled, "But the number is wrong, not 1,000, but 1,300."
"It turns out that this is the meaning of life passed down from generation to generation." Shi Tiesheng was stunned at first, and then suddenly realized.
Fang Yan saw that he was deep in thought, so he didn't bother him and pushed the cart silently.
Shi Tiesheng hesitated to speak. After a while, he finally said: "Yanzi, can I write this story?"
"Do you want to write it into a novel?"
"Well, I think this story has an attraction for me, which makes me have the urge to write it down."
"Of course, but I want your manuscript."
" No problem!”
Shi Tiesheng was immersed in this story, "Originally I may not be suitable to be a writer, but I didn't expect that fate would put me on this path."
Fang Yan said: "Then don't look back, never look back, and look forward. ! ”
"Yes, look forward! Look forward!"
Shi Tiesheng suddenly became energetic.
Fang Yan reminded: "Tiesheng, you have to be careful, I'm going to speed up."
"Speed up?"
Shi Tiesheng suddenly felt a push on his back It turned out that Fang Yan was pushing hard and the speed was amazing.
"Woohoo!"
Fang Yan shouted.
“Woohoo!”
Shi Tiesheng was infected and shouted too.
At this moment, I couldn't help but feel like flying in my heart. The only drawback was that it was a bit cold!
Sure enough, Fang Yan didn’t treat him as a human being, nor did he treat him as a human being!
(End of this chapter)