Chapter 262 National Outstanding New Poetry Award
After reading the invitation letter from beginning to end, Fang Yan was still confused and had many doubts.
For this international writing project, it is like looking at the moon. How to eat, how to live, and how to study are completely blank.
Fortunately, Wang Meng, who has been through it all, answered everything.
“Most of the funding for writers comes from donations raised by Ms. Nie and her husband.”
"It's not easy for this plan to continue forever. They have put a lot of effort into it, so don't let it down."
"I understand, Teacher Wang."
Fang Yan put down He was convinced and decided to accept the invitation.
Then, from the Humanities Society, I came to October Literature and Art Publishing House.
A four-story red brick building, with a lobby, conference room, and reception room on the first floor, and the "October" editorial office is on the second floor.
After knocking on the door of the editor-in-chief's office and reporting the situation truthfully to Su Yu, she saw her flipping through the invitation letter written in English.
"This is a rare opportunity. How long will it take?"
"It may take three to four months to stay in the United States."
Dialect said the last month , you can decide whether to stay or leave on your own, you can travel around the United States, or return directly to your country.
“Then it’s best to stay for 4 months before coming back.”
Su Yu waved his hand.
Fang Yan said: “I haven’t thought about what to do there yet, but there is one thing I have already thought about, which is to take this opportunity to see if I can make an appointment with these foreign writers. As a solo article, our "October" magazine will publish some foreign literary works ?”
“That’s a good idea!”
Su Yu’s eyes lit up, and then he thought about this international writing project. Since he has invited writers from all over the world, he must make good use of this platform and write more Pay attention to the trends and trends of world literature.
Fang Yan nodded and smiled without saying a word.
Su Yu stood up and took him to get the approval certificate from the unit, "It's not easy to get a passport, so hurry up and get it."
"Thank you, editor-in-chief."
Fang Yan took the certificate , go to the Public Security Bureau.
In the 1980s, when the mainland was communicating with Taiwan and the West, there was no direct means of transportation. Therefore, it was necessary to first go around the Xiangjiang River and then transfer to other countries from the Xiangjiang River.
At that time, there was a quota for going to Xiangjiang.
There are many applicants, few allocated places, long waiting time, and the review of those who want to go abroad is quite strict.
Soon, I realized how strict the dialect was.
Go to the Entry and Exit Administration Office to go through a series of procedures, issue unit approval certificates, present overseas invitation materials, provide financial guarantee certificates, go through notarization, submit translation materials...
Follow the instructions on the form It is required that for the political review alone, the unit political review, the neighborhood committee political review, the office political review, the district police station political review, etc., and there are a lot of official seals to be affixed.
There are also a lot of forms to fill out, and the whole family has to fill them out.
The contact information of all family members must be left behind to avoid extreme situations such as being stranded abroad or even rebelling.
The application form is numbered and cannot be changed if it is filled in incorrectly.
If you make a mistake, you need to pick up the watch again and stamp it again.
So, Fang Yan first photocopied some forms and tried to fill them out himself. After filling them out, he asked the immigration management staff to help check them. Only if they were qualified did he dare to copy them onto the official forms.
Before that, Fang Yan went to Yenching University.
The surface of the unnamed lake was sparkling, and the lawn on the shore was filled with students from Yan University. They were crowded and sat in circles.
Bai Ruoxue held her guitar and sat in the middle, accompanying her good sisters. Tang Shengnan sang "Lake Baikal" skillfully.
Yu Minhong looked at the goddess blankly through the gap in the crowd.
Moving singing, whirling on the lawn.
“There are so many people.”
Fang Yan stood at the outermost edge of the crowd and couldn't help but sigh.
Yu Minhong glanced at him from the corner of his eye and immediately recognized his face. He couldn't help but exclaimed: "Teacher Fang!?"
As soon as these words came out, The sound of the piano suddenly stopped.
"Teacher Fang is here!"
The whole place became commotion and looked in the direction of the sound.
Haizi, Luo Yihe, Xichuan and others stood up immediately.
“Hello, classmates.”
Facing the crowd coming towards me, Fang Yan greeted with a smile.
"Teacher Fang, you are here at the right time."
Luo Yihe said that they were sharing each other's poems.
In particular, the collection of poems created by Haizi and others.
“Oh!”
As soon as Fang Yan heard “Haizi”, he immediately became interested.
Haizi was extremely excited and handed over the pamphlet, "Teacher Fang, this is a collection of poems I wrote. Please take a look at it."
Fang Yan, as the director of the contemporary literature editing room , naturally I have to look for more and better poems for the poetry page of "October".
Taking a closer look, the book is called "Small Station".
Signed by Zha Haisheng.
With the help of his classmates, Haizi compiled and printed his first mimeographed poetry collection at his own expense, which included 25 poems.
Looking up, "Classmate Haizi, if possible, would you like to publish these poems in our "October" magazine?"
"Huh?" Haizi was startled and asked. Time did not respond.
Among the crowd, there were cries of envy.
Bai Ruoxue and Luo Yihe were both anxious, and said in unison that Haizi had agreed to give their works to "Poetry Exploration" for publication. Teacher Fang, you can't take away people's love!
"That's right."
When Fang Yan saw Haizi nodding awkwardly, he gave up the idea of grabbing the manuscript and said with a smile: "Then just pretend I didn't say anything."< br>
"Huh."
Bai Ruoxue, Luo Zihe and others breathed a sigh of relief.
"Ruoxue, come with me."
Seeing Teacher Fang calling Bai Ruoxue over alone, Yu Minhong's eyes were full of envy, and he only dared to look at it from a distance, not daring to Get closer.
Bai Ruoxue asked: "Teacher Fang, do you think Haizi's collection of poems has a chance to be selected for the National Outstanding New Poetry Award?"
"I'm not sure about that."
Fang Yan handed over the invitation letter.
In recent years, the poetry world has been unprecedentedly prosperous, so the All-China Writers Association established the "National Outstanding New Poetry (Collection of Poems) Award" this year.
The registration requirements are quite strict. Only collections of poems will be evaluated, not single articles.
Moreover, there is no use for personal publishing and printing, and must be recommended by the provincial writers' associations and the National Literary Publishing House according to the allocated quota.
The total number of recommendations for each session is 200.
The selected expert team will then submit to the jury a recommended book list that is one or two times the number of awards. Each recommended poetry collection will be accompanied by a 500-word recommendation for the judges' reference.
Poems in dialects were collected by "Yanjing Literature" and a collection of poems was published first, called "Love Life".
Now, it has been recommended to this year’s National Outstanding New Poetry Award.
“I think your collection of poems will definitely win an award.”
Bai Ruoxue sometimes read the letter and sometimes looked at him.
"Haha, let me lend you some good words."
Fang Yan smiled, turned around and asked her if she wanted to go.
Bai Ruoxue looked serious, "Teacher Fang, I want to go!"
"This time I go to the United States, not for a day or two, but for three or four months." Fang Yan said, "Yes. You have to think clearly about whether your studies will be delayed or whether the school will agree.”
Bai Ruoxue said that she would ask Bai Yaoshan's opinion later.
“This matter must be done with his consent.”
“Teacher Fang, do you want me to go?”
“Of course I want to Let's go together."
Fang Yan said: "You know me. My English level can only cope with daily life. If I encounter any academic exchanges, I have to rely on a professional like you to help me. Translation.”
Bai Ruoxue said: "I am also happy to be your translator. To be honest, I really don't want to miss this kind of international event."
"If your grandfather agrees..."
Fang Yan handed her the copied form, and at the same time took out a bundle of foreign exchange coupons, "Take this money."
"Teacher Fang, what are you doing?"
Bai Ruoxue was surprised.
"This is your royalties."
Fang Yan said that Mike felt that he was just in name, and all the royalties for translating "Saving Private Ryan" should go to Bai Ruoxue.
"This...this..."
Bai Ruoxue blinked and hesitated for a moment.
“Don’t refuse.”
Fang Yan raised his hand and said that when he goes to the United States, he can't pay RMB when he encounters something he wants to buy.
These days, to study abroad or visit relatives, you need to exchange foreign exchange coupons for U.S. dollars. Even the registration fee for students to take the TOEFL exam needs to be paid in U.S. dollars.
“Thank you, Teacher Fang.”
When Bai Ruoxue heard this, she accepted it.
“You’re welcome, this is what you deserve.”
Fang Yan gave me the foreign exchange certificates he had saved.
The royalties for "Saving Private Ryan" are still in the account that Mike created for himself. This money cannot be touched arbitrarily.
Bai Ruoxue pointed to the book in his hand, "Teacher Fang, can I..."
"Do you want the English version of "Saving Private Ryan"?"
Fang Yan raised his eyebrows.
"Well, this is my first published book."
Bai Ruoxue said, "I want to keep it as a souvenir."
Fang Yan signed his name at her request.
Looking at the two of them talking and laughing, Yu Minhong sighed quietly. Just like before, every time he had a little impulsive spark, he was doused by a ladle of cold water. .
How could a goddess like her like me?
That’s it!
It would be great if one day I could be like Teacher Fang...
(End of Chapter)