Chapter 261 I’m afraid that gangsters are educated
Before leaving Shanghai, Fang Yan visited the Suzhou River again.
Take advantage of the lunch break and sneak out quietly with Gong Cie.
“Are you leaving so soon?”
Gong Qie looked around and made sure there was no one around.
"I can't help it. It must be something urgent that senior brother came to see me."
Fang Yan originally planned to stay at the Shanghai Film Studio until he finished writing "Once Upon a Time in the Grandmaster 2". By the way, during this time, he had a good time with Gong Cie. Let's get together to continue to sublimate the revolutionary friendship between the two.
“When are you leaving?”
Gong Qie’s eyes showed sadness.
Dialect said: "The train is about three o'clock this afternoon."
Gong Xie was startled, "Today!?"
Fang Yan came over and said softly: "I will tell you the second half of that poem now, do you want to hear it?"
< br>"If you are lying to me, I will..."
"You come closer and don't let outsiders listen."
"There are no outsiders here except us."
Gong Zhen saw the evil smile on his face and said shyly: "Are you trying to do something as bad as that time in the movie theater? I won't be fooled again!"
"Put your mouth up and I'll say it to your mouth. .”
Dialect said : "These words can always penetrate into your heart. Save yourself the long journey, turn around and go in through your ears."
"䱱... um..."
Gong As soon as Qi was stunned, his shoulders were hugged.
His shoulders shook slightly, and then he closed his eyes softly, and his whole body slowly melted away like snow in spring.
Under the bright sunshine, she projected her eyelashes on his cheek, making her look slightly trembling.
For a long time, Fang Yan was given a gentle push.
Gong Zhen gasped, blushed, lowered his head, pursed his lips, and just worked on his clothes. His softness and shyness were indescribable.
The man looks at the woman, and the woman looks at her toes.
After a while, Gong Cun came over and lightly punched him with his fist.
“You lied to me again!”
“Why did I lie to you.”
Fang Yan grabbed her hands and said, “Look at your hands.”
Only then did Gong Zhen realize that there was an extra piece of paper in his hand.
While kissing, Fang Yan secretly slipped in.
Gong Zhen blushed, "You clearly wrote the note, but you also used the words in "Fortress Besieged" to trick me into making up, making up... you are a big liar!"
"Watch it, be sure to do it. Write me a reply."
Fang Yan said solemnly: "You must reply!"
Gong Jie was surprised and suspicious when he saw his serious face.
What was written in this letter?
After being gentle for a while, even if they were reluctant to leave, the two of them separated before the lunch break was about to end, and one was preparing to leave the Shanghai market.
He pretended to be fine and returned to the set.
Gong Jie found a secluded place and opened the note.
“In the mountains and the sea, in the water and the coast.
Two trees are not a forest, there is a heart in the field.
Drink with rain, cook with salary. "
I don't know how many times I have read these three sentences. I couldn't wait to look at the last sentence, "If you have a girl at home, you will have no neighbors." ”
Having a daughter in the family means “marrying”.
Suddenly having no neighbors means “harmony”.
Together, I excitedly recited in my heart:
I will miss you in the mountains, in the sea, in the water, and on the shore. I want to drink rainwater together, chop wood and make a fire together. Are you willing to marry... Marry... Her pupils were shaken for an instant, and then, a feeling of shyness violently invaded her. Her face flushed, and the blush spread to her back and neck, and she kept inhaling, one breath after another.
My thoughts gradually followed the dialect and drifted to Yanjing.
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After the train arrived in Yanjing, Fang Yan returned home, took a short break, and immediately rushed to the Humanities Club without stopping.
In the chief editor's office, Zhang Guangnian and Wang Meng were sitting.
Fang Yan was surprised. He originally thought it was a private conversation between senior brothers, but he never expected that Wang Meng was also there.
Zhang Guangnian directly explained that he will step down from all positions in "People's Literature" in the first half of the year and will be replaced by Wang Menglai.
Fang Yan couldn't help but be surprised. He had known for a long time that his senior brother was old and wanted to retire. He had been looking for a suitable successor.
As a result, it turned out to be Wang Meng.
"Come, come, let's all sit down and talk."
Zhang Guangnian pressed his hands and laughed heartily, "I have been working on this for more than a year, and finally I have it. Landing.”
Fang Yan congratulated them both.
Wang Meng said that he was not modest. When the organization originally approached him, he felt a lot of pressure and pushed again and again to ask them to hire Gao Ming.
But in the end, the burden of "People's Literature" still fell on his head, but there were conditions for his taking office.
That is to transfer Jiang Zilong and dialect to "People's Literature".
“Me and Zilong?”
Fang Yan raised his eyebrows, shocked.
Wang Meng nodded, "Your achievements in "October" over the years are obvious to all. If "People's Literature" wants to regain its vitality and continue to be a benchmark among national literary journals, it must There are more young talents like you to enrich the editorial team..."
While listening, Fang Yan looked at his senior brother.
Zhang Guangnian said: "People's Literature currently lacks young cadres and fresh blood. In fact, even if Wang Meng has no intention of transferring you, I will recommend you to him before retiring."< br>
“But, we just The literary publishing house has just been established."
Fang Yan was vaguely aware of his senior brother's intentions, "The staff is very nervous, and the company may not agree to transfer me now."
"There is no need. You’re worried.”
Wang Meng waved his hand and said that their "People's Literature" would come forward to discuss the secondment with October Literature and Art Publishing House.
Seeing Fang Yan’s embarrassment, Zhang Guangnian said: “You don’t have to be in embarrassment, I won’t let you be caught in the middle. You are not human inside and outside. During the period of our negotiation, you should be in the United States. ”
“America?”
Fang Yan was puzzled.
Zhang Guangnian handed over the letter from Nie Hualing.
After opening the dialect, I was very surprised.
As someone who has participated in international writing projects, Wang Meng talked about his personal experience and in a few words introduced Nie Hualing and her husband, Paul Angel.
Because he has funded writers from many countries, he has a high reputation in the world of literary circles and is known as the "first person in literary organizations."
This project by Nie Hualing has opened a window to the world for the most active literary writers from China, Taiwan, Taiwan and Taiwan.
“This is a rare opportunity.”
Zhang Guangnian said: "You must cherish it."
Fang Yan agreed and continued reading.
"You can have more exchanges with writers from many countries around the world. You will also be interested. In three months, you can still travel..."
While he was reading the letter, Wang Meng I didn’t know where I pulled out the English version of “Saving Private Ryan” and couldn’t help joking: "You didn't say a word, and you published a novel in the United States without any knowledge in advance."
Fang Yan showed an awkward and polite smile, and after a brief explanation, he followed the letter I learned online that both Nie Hualing and his wife had high evaluations of "Saving Private Ryan".
It seems that sales in the United States should be very good.
"In other words, the first draft of this book is not in English."
Wang Meng's eyes flashed.
Fang Yan nodded, "It was translated for me by a student from the English Department of Yanda, named 'Bai Ruoxue'. Ms. Nie said in the letter that she also wanted to invite her to participate in this 'International Writing Project.' ”
(End of this chapter)