Chapter 221 Magical Realism
Dusk falls, and the afterglow is like gold.
Gong Zhen was sitting in front of the window, absently turning over the script of "Happy Bachelor", his face not happy at all.
At this moment, a crisp car bell sounded from downstairs.
All of a sudden, Gong Cie's attention was attracted.
Looking down through the window, the postman in green uniform parked the car, and then shouted: "Gong Jie Le Hao Fa! You have a letter from Nong!"
"I'm in the house!"
Gong Zhen replied loudly, "Come down right away", and then ran out of the room.
Hearing the trivial footsteps, Gong's father, Gong's mother and others all looked over, but the figure had disappeared at the door.
Go in a hurry and come in a hurry.
Gong Zhen ran back to the house with the letter in his hand and his face full of excitement.
“Xiao Yue, who sent the letter?”
Gong’s mother was puzzled. She was not in such a hurry to get letters.
Gong Qie said as he walked: "A friend."
Gong's mother asked: "Boyfriend, girlfriend?"
"Good friends!"
Gong Qie locked the door and saw the familiar handwriting on the envelope. He smiled first, and then said with a straight face:
"It took so long to send it here. If the letter says It’s not good, let’s see how I deal with you!”
As he spoke, he couldn’t wait to open the letter.
The first line of words on the white paper comes into view.
"In the mountains and the sea, in the water and the coast, the two trees are not the forest, and there is a heart under the fields."
Gong Xie was stunned, quickly came to the table, and carefully analyzed the words with a pen.
“The word for heart under the word Tian is the word ‘thinking’.”
“Two trees are not a forest. Two trees put together are not a ‘forest’. Well, that would be What is the word? "
"Ah, it's 'phase'!"
"Then, the meaning of the whole sentence is..."
She read out the meaning according to her understanding: "In the mountains, at the seaside, at the riverside, on the shore, I miss you all. You."
Looking at the letter steadily, there were waves in his eyes.
I just raised the corner of my mouth when I saw the next line that read "The second half of the sentence, I will tell you face to face when I see you", and I immediately pulled it down.
“Wrong Qi Ou!”
"Why do you keep cutting it off! How bad!"
"Gang Yanzi! If you dare to cut it off like this next time, I, I will send you a blade!"
< br>After venting her emotions, she took out her treasure box from the drawer. There were many toys in the box, including bright glass beads, white ceramic ponies, etc., all given to her by her parents.
It has always been highly valued.
Now, there is another handkerchief and a letter.
Gong Zhen carefully collected it and then wrote a reply.
"..."
"I like your answer very much, but I am very dissatisfied with your behavior of only writing half of the answer! Very dissatisfied!"
As I write this, I pause for a moment, and I can’t help but wonder, what is he doing now?
………………
These days, dialect only has one word, busy!
I have to polish the novel "The Great Master Huang Feihong" and also participate in the publication of the latest issue of "October".
Moreover, among the batch of graduates assigned to the editorial department, I will have a young apprentice from the Chinese Department of Yanda, Sui Lijun.
After all, in the editing industry, "teaching and mentoring" is a tradition.
Fortunately, the fifth issue of "October" was released on the 10th, and dialects instantly had plenty of time.
"Finally I can rest for a while again!"
Tian Zengxiang stretched his waist, "Yanzi, do you want to follow me to visit Liulichang and Jade Station?"
"No need for today. Right."
Fang Yan waved his hand, and then asked Zhang Shouren about Shi Tiesheng's remittance slip.
"The finance has been sent and it will arrive in the next two days."
Zhang Shouren said: "Yanzi, you have to thank Tiesheng for us. His article "My Distant Qingping Bay" will definitely help "October" open up in the field of pure literature."
Zhang Zhonge said with a smile: "Yes, by then, pure literature, military literature and love literature, our "October" will be three Lu Jinfa is expected to hit the total sales volume of 4.8 million copies this year. "
Zhang Shouren said: "However, we cannot take it lightly. Competition among literary journals is becoming increasingly fierce. "
< br>Sui Lijun listened quietly, and saw Tian Zengxiang slapping the table, getting emotional.
"That's right. Just talking about military literature, "Contemporary" and "Liberation Jun Literature and Art" are on par with us."
"The same goes for love literature, it's a mess."
Zhang Zhong'e shook his head and laughed.
“So, we can’t rest on our laurels.” Fang Yan said, “We still have to brainstorm and find new literary directions so that “October” can continue to progress.”
"I have an idea. Shouldn't we hold the first Mao Dun Literature Award at the end of December."
Tian Zengxiang said: "Why don't we create a column in the sixth issue to include all the winning works and acceptance speeches?"
Zhang Zhong'e said: "It's good, but I'm afraid that if we think of it, others will think of it, and it will lose its novelty."
"Speaking of awards, isn't there another award?"
< br>Zhang Shouren said: "Nobel Prize in Literature! "
Fang Yan raised his eyebrows, "Has the result of this year's Nobel Prize for Literature been announced?"
Tian Zengxiang shrugged. Although communication with many countries has been restored, external news channels are still open. Still closed and sparse.
Everyone only knows that the Nobel Prize basically starts on the Monday of the first week of October and ends on the Monday of the following week.
The results of an award are announced every day, but no information such as the winner or acceptance speech is known.
“I have an idea, but it may not work.”
Fang Yan knocked on the table.
“Whether it’s possible or not, it’s better than nothing.”
Zhang Shouren and others couldn't wait to urge him.
"The Canton Fair is being held in eastern Guangdong. There will be a large influx of foreign businessmen in eastern Guangdong. This is our opportunity."
Fang Yan is going to ask Han Yuemin and Mike to inquire, and at the same time, Consider asking foreign students like Suzuki Yoko for a favor.
“I think this idea will work!”
Everyone agreed and went ahead exactly as Fang Yan suggested. If you should look for international students, look for international students; if you should look for foreign friends, look for foreign friends. In short, mobilize all the forces that can be mobilized.
Finally the next day, there was no news from Mike, but Yoko Suzuki gave an accurate answer immediately.
“It’s Marquez and his One Hundred Years of Solitude.”
Dialect relayed the news to everyone in the editorial department.
Zhang Shouren said: "Isn't that a masterpiece of magical realism that won this year's Nobel Prize for Literature?"
"In the next few years, magical realism will probably become a trend in world literature. In my opinion, it would be better to open a special column to introduce magical realism. What do you think?"
Tian Zengxiang looked to the left. Look to the right.
Fang Yan frowned: "If it were placed in the December issue, two months apart, wouldn't the timeliness be a little worse?"
"Yanzi is right, and Don’t forget, “Flower City” is in eastern Guangdong!” Zhang Zhong’e reminded everyone.
Eastern Guangdong faces the Xiangjiang River and is well-informed. "Flower City" may not receive news about the Nobel Prize for Literature.
Tian Zengxiang said: "That's right, we can't let "Flower City" get published first!"
Fang Yan touched his chin, "How about we make a supplement?"
As soon as these words came out, Everyone looked at him with joy in their eyes.
The so-called "supplement" refers to a temporary increase in space or booklet when a newspaper encounters special needs.
Generally speaking, a journal can publish two supplements every year, basically on the anniversary of the magazine’s founding.
Or at some specific times, such as the Mao Dun Literature Prize, the Nobel Literature Prize, the Lu Xun Literature Prize...
“That’s it!”
Tian Zengxiang clapped his hands and said, “Next we have to Let’s talk about what we want to log in Content?”
“The concept of magical realism is a must.”
“Will you compile a recommended list of representative works of magical realism for readers to buy? ”
"Is there a translation of "One Hundred Years of Solitude"? If it's not long, let's just go up there!"
"I remember that a Latin American literature research conference was held not long ago, and magical realism and "One Hundred Years of Solitude" were mentioned 》. ”< br>
"I will look for it later to see if there are any relevant papers published. If so, we will screen a few and reprint them for publication."
"..."
The comments came and went, getting louder and louder.
Sui Lijun poured water for the seniors one by one, and when it was Fang Yan's turn, she asked in a low voice:
"Master, can you tell me about magical realism?"
"Yandali No teaching?”
Fang Yan was greatly surprised.
“The teacher only gave a general outline, and then recommended some books by Kafka and Borges for us to study by ourselves.”
Sui Lijun said embarrassedly: "I have read a few books, but I still can't figure out what magical realism is."
Fang Yan didn't find it that surprising.
After all, the wave of domestic magical realism began with the release of the Chinese version of Marquez's "One Hundred Years of Solitude".
Then, a group of pioneer writers such as Ma Yuan and Yu Hua emerged, launching a vigorous localization of magical realism.
But now, "One Hundred Years of Solitude" is only available in English in China, and there is no translated version on the market.
Sui Lijun blinked and heard Teacher Fang say:
"Ahem, magical realism was created under the severe environment of the dark rule of Latin American oligarchs and the control of public opinion at that time..."
" Interweave illusion and reality, myth and reality, turning reality into fantasy without losing the It’s real.”
“It borrows many techniques from Western modern literature, such as symbolism, implication, and stream of consciousness...”
“In terms of literary origin, it is realism and modernity. A combination of isms, but transcending their respective limitations.”
"Wait, wait, wait!"
Tian Zengxiang shouted stop and hurriedly picked up the pen and paper, "Yanzi, tell it again from the beginning."
Under the expectant eyes of everyone, Fang Yan He drank some water to moisten his throat, and then started talking nonstop.
“Actually speaking, we in China have long had novels that tend to be in the style of magical reality.”
“For example?”
"A Dream of Red Mansions."
"A Dream of Red Mansions is a magical realism novel?!"
Everyone was shocked when they heard this.
"Of course not. "A Dream of Red Mansions" was written more than a century earlier than the concept of magical realism."
Fang Yan smiled, "I just said that Cao Xueqin wrote it well It has a magical realistic narrative style.”
Sui Lijun curiously asked the reason.
Just listen to his explanation starting from the name of "Dream of Red Mansions".
"The title of the book "A Dream of Red Mansions" comes from 'Jia Baoyu traveled to the Taixu Realm, and the vigilant fantasy fairy performed the Dream of Red Mansions'."
"The 'Taixu Fantasy Realm' in the novel, It’s the big dream that leads the whole story "
"Dreams, whether they are the Taoist "Zhuang Zhou's Dream of Butterflies", the Buddhist "Dream of Dreams", or the Confucian "Dream of Zhou Gong", are all intertwined between reality and illusion. "
"A Dream of Red Mansions hints at the fateful ending of the Twelve Beauties of Jinling through a series of strange dreams, but what about "One Hundred Years of Solitude"?"
"It hints at the fate of the Twelve Beauties through a series of strange dreams, etc. The fate of the characters and the tragedy of the ending of the story have to be said. "
"..."
Although everyone did not fully listen. I understand, but I was shocked.
"The reason why Cao Xueqin made "A Dream of Red Mansions" so obscure and complex is very similar to the rise of magical realism in Latin America. Literary prisons were established in the Qing Dynasty. In order to avoid persecution, he came up with this writing method that blends reality and myth. "
Fang Yan drank the last sip of water in the glass, his voice slightly hoarse.
"Pa."
Tian Zengxiang came to his senses and was the first to clap.
“Pa bang bang.”
Zhang Shouren and the others also applauded as if they were waking up from a dream.
Tian Zengxiang felt that he was short of words and didn’t know how to describe the dialect. There was only one word he could think of, “awesome”!
Zhang Zhonge exclaimed: "Yanzi, your level of red studies and literary theory is simply incredible!"
Fang Yan waved his hand, but said in his heart, keep praising, don't stop.
Zhang Shouren regained his composure, slammed the table and said firmly: "In my opinion, it is better to let Yanzi write the front-page article of the supplement, an article called "What is Magical Realism"."
"The other article is an analysis of the magical reality narrative style of "A Dream of Red Mansions". What do you think?"
(End of this chapter)