Chapter 269 Dare to ask young general Fang who he is?
The next day, it was early in the morning.
The staff of the "International Writing Project" parked the car at the entrance of the "Mayflower" apartment and took Fang Yan and others to the supermarket.
Wang Anyi was dazzled by the abundance of products on the shelves, and he was overwhelmed and didn't know what to buy.
Fang Yan had a very clear goal. He first bought a burger to fill his stomach, because there was nothing in the refrigerator. No one had breakfast. They all went out hungry and drank some water at most.
When Pan Yaoming and Liu Wuxiong saw this, they followed suit.
“How do you feel?”
Fang Yan turned his head and looked at Bai Ruoxue.
"The packaging is quite exquisite, but the taste is not very good."
Bai Ruoxue said: "I still like to eat fried liver with fried dough sticks."
"I think so too."
Fang Yan said: "We have to pay attention to breakfast in China."
Have a few bites, and then buy a lot, tofu, eggs, meat Groceries, vegetables, milk, bread...
I bought food, drinks and daily necessities for a week. When I checked out, I used the checkbook given by Nie Hualing.
"An Yi, stop looking."
Ru Zhijuan saw Wang Anyi motionless and warned him.
Fang Yan followed her gaze and saw a sign hanging at the door of the small store next to the supermarket, which said "Within five days, each item will be reduced by five dollars." He couldn't help but shake his head. Laughing.
"Would you like to go in and take a look?"
"Forget it, forget it."
Wang Anyi waved his hand, "I'm afraid I might be impulsive and buy one. It’s a waste of money to pile up things I don’t need.”
"You are smart."
Ru Zhijuan said that we should be careful of sugar-coated bullets from capitalists.
Fang Yan saw Wang Anyi buying a lot of things, but Bai Ruoxue was the complete opposite. She was calculating and calculating. He couldn't help but think of the "picking and searching" Gong Cie, who was equally frugal.
“Are you going to live on this for a week?”
“That’s enough.”
Bai Ruoxue said: "Just save some money, it should be enough."
"No need to save money so much."
Fang Yan said: "I guess the royalties from "Saving Private Ryan" are very The account will arrive soon, and by then you will also I can get a share."
Bai Ruoxue said truthfully: "Teacher Fang, I want to save more foreign exchange, and then buy something big to take back home."
"What do you want to buy? Big item? ”
Fang Yan was curious.
At this time, there are quotas in the country. No matter what you are going abroad for, when you return home, everyone can bring one large item, such as a color TV, a tape recorder, a refrigerator...
"I want to buy a computer."
Bai Ruoxue said in a serious tone.
“Computer? What is a computer?”
Wang Anyi blinked in confusion.
Watching Bai Ruoxue explaining, Fang Yan was surprised.
In the 1980s, there was basically no popular computer education. Except for a few scientific research departments that had computer application development, there were no computer courses in universities, not even computer majors.
It’s just that Yenching University has a computer department.
“So, you bought it for Yenching University?”
"Your guess is absolutely correct."
Bai Ruoxue said that since the establishment of the Department of Computer Science at Yenching University, they have tried every means to get computers, but they have only managed to get 3. When the school leaders heard that she was going to the United States, they That’s why I decided to focus on this.
“Then what can this computer do?”
Wang Anyi said as he walked.
“Computers have many uses. For example, for you writers, you can use a computer to type, so you don’t have to write by hand anymore.”
Bai Ruoxue was smiling.
“Can’t today’s computers type Chinese characters?”
Fang Yan frowned.
Bai Ruoxue said that IBM computers alone are not enough. They need to be paired with a Japanese OKI-1570 printer and CCDOS in a 5-inch floppy disk to print Chinese characters.
“How much does this set cost?”
Fang Yan couldn't help but feel excited.
Bai Ruoxue said: "It's about more than 20,000 yuan."
Wang Anyi and Ru Zhijuan looked at each other and were shocked.
Bai Ruoxue explained that this is the price imported from abroad to China. If you buy an IBM computer directly in the United States, it only costs about US$599 to US$1,399, which is several times the price difference.
Fang Yan was thinking, do you want to do a trick?
In this way, you can say goodbye to handwritten novels in the future!
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After shopping for more than an hour, we returned to the university town.
Carrying large and small bags, you can see groups of people on the lawn along the way. Women, black people, and ethnic minorities are all giving speeches. They talk non-stop about "civil rights" and "equal rights" when they don't. "Why do you whites make so much goods and ship them to New Guinea, while we blacks have almost no goods of our own?"
"..."
Fang Yan heard from the staff that on weekends, students will carry out affirmative action and oppose racial discrimination and other activities here.
Liu Wuxiong, Pan Yaoming and others have no interest. They just want to prepare the topics for the discussion after purchasing daily necessities.
In the following days, more than 30 writers invited by the International Writing Project will organize frequent seminars to exchange Eastern European literature, Chinese literature, Indian literature, Latin American literature...
Lecturer Generally, it is determined by region and country. There can be one or more to share the literature of their own country.
In addition to them, the audience also included students from the university town, especially overseas Chinese. The atmosphere was harmonious and there was no conflict.
These days, apart from participating in seminars in a low-key manner, Fang Yan has been conceiving new creations.
"Yanzi, it's our Chinese writer's turn to give a report soon." Pan Yaoming walked into the kitchen, "Have you thought about what to say?"
"No, I'm worried about this too."
Fang Yan took out a tissue and wiped his mouth.
"What's there to worry about? Just pick the one you're best at." Liu Wuxiong said, "Every writer has their own strengths. What are you best at?"
Fang Yan said with a smile: " I know a little bit of each.”
Liu. Takeo was startled, "A little bit?"
"More than a little bit!"
Wang Anyi said: "Novel, poetry, prose, drama, Yanzi is good at all literary fields. ! ”
"Hiss, I can't tell, Yan Zi is quite an all-rounder."
Liu Wuxiong looked up and down as if he had learned the dialect again.
Pan Yaoming, like Bai Yang and others, cast a curious look, "Yanzi, do you still understand poetry and prose?"
Before the dialect could speak, Bai Ruoxue spoke highly of his Collections of poems and essays, especially poetry, are full of praise.
Liu Wuxiong took a breath, "You are really powerful!"
Writers from Hong Kong and Taiwan were surprised that Fang Yan was so knowledgeable at such a young age, and they were all in awe.
Pan Yaoming said: "No wonder you are so entangled."
"In my opinion, Yanzi, why don't you also talk about the topic of 'reflection'?" Wang Anyi turned around and looked Xiang Baiyang said that he voluntarily joined the mother and daughter's speaking group and wanted to talk about reflections.
"Mr. Bai is also interested in reflective literature?"
Fang Yan was very curious.
Bo Yang nodded, "It's not just literary reflection. I think everything is worthy of reflection, especially ourselves. As Zeng Zi said, I examine myself three times in a day."
Dialect I always felt that something was wrong with what I said, but I couldn't put my finger on it.
"Yanzi, you don't necessarily have to say 'reflection' like us." Ru Zhijuan suggested: "You can choose to talk about the direction and changes of Chinese literature in recent years. "
"I am actually more inclined to talk about nationality and globality."
Fang Yan pondered for a moment, "After all, only nationality is global."
"This is good!"
Pan Yaoming clapped his hands, "It's just the right time to talk to everyone about Lingnan literature and traditional Chinese national culture."
Bo Yang frowned: "Chinese Is national culture really that good?”
“Why do you say this?”
Fang Yan said: “Our Chinese civilization is the only ancient civilization that has not been interrupted and continues to this day.”
Then he looked around, "Let's not talk about ancient Greek civilizations. Just talk about the Indian civilization. It has flourished on this American land for thousands of years. But look at it now. Except for some museums and tribes, on this land, There is still the slightest trace..."
Suddenly, the whole place fell silent.
Iowa was originally a settlement of Indians and was later gradually occupied by European colonists.
In the early 19th century, the United States regarded this place as a place of Indian exile, also called the "Eagle Eye State", in memory of the local Indian tribe chief Black Hawk, who led the tribe to launch the Black Hawk War against the invasion. .
“Speaking of this, I thought of a question that has troubled me for a long time.”
Bo Yang said: "I also heard this not long ago, a black student said, 'Why do you white people make so many goods and ship them to Africa, but we black people have almost no goods of our own?' "
After a pause, "I think this problem also applies to Indians. Why is this happening? Is it because of genetic differences? Are the people from primitive tribes just weak? Some?"
"Ahem, Mr. Bai, we can talk about this in private, but we must not say it in public."
Pan Yaoming reminded: " It is easy to be regarded as a racist."
Bo Yang looked at Fangyan, "From what you see, do you think black people and Indians are inferior to Westerners?"
Fang Yan shook his head: "I think people are all equal, and no one is superior to anyone else."
Bo Yang said: "There is always a difference. Can black people and Indians be able to compete with yellow people and people?" Are white people equal?”
“I don’t agree with this view!”
Fang Yan said sternly, “Don’t. Speaking of black people, even the Inuit people in the Arctic, as long as they are human beings, I think they are equal." Then he asked: "Mr. Bai, what do you think?"
"I don't know. In the end, there is no equality." Bo Yang changed the subject, "I only know that the ugliest ones must be the Chinese!"
As soon as these words came out, the whole hall was in an uproar.
Fang Yan squinted his eyes, why did it sound so much like the words of a reflection monster?
(End of this chapter)