Chapter 329: Is this for children (2-in-1)
In the 1980s, it was quite difficult to eat hot pot in larger restaurants in Chengdu.
Not only are hot pot restaurants not as popular as in later generations, many people still don’t know how to boil hot pot, and they can’t even control the heat well. Either it’s too hot or it’s undercooked. Therefore, decent hot pot restaurants will hire some smart people. The waiter who ordered the order came to teach the customer how to iron it.
So these days, hot pot restaurants that can name themselves are basically famous.
The hot bonsai in Xinnanmen, the three trees in Babao Street, the rich man in Shuanglin Zhongheng Road, the Huangcheng mother in Huangchengba...
It was noon, and Fang Yan and Zhu Lu were invited to an unknown but extremely popular hot pot restaurant.
Yang Xiao and Yao Haijun did not use the few remaining funds of "Science Fiction Literature and Art". Instead, they used their own money to treat guests to dinner.
On the table, there are hairy tripe, duck intestines, enoki mushrooms, vermicelli, beef, tofu and so on.
"Teacher Fang, I respect you!"
Yao Haijun raised his Tianfu Coke.
The two of them exchanged Coke for wine. After clinking the bottles, Fang Yan took a big sip and heard Tan Kai boasting in his ears:
"Teacher Fang is indeed worthy of his reputation. He is truly worthy of being a leader in our literary world." "Guiding light."
"Thank you, thank you."
Fang Yan waved his hand, suddenly feeling that the word "guiding light" was particularly familiar.
“You don’t know yet?”
Yang Xiao explained that Teacher Fang's title of "Literary Light" has long been spread by the editorial department of "Flower City".
From eastern Guangdong to Sichuan and Sichuan, from southern Yunnan to southern Hunan, almost the literary circles in central and southern China know that the reason why "October" and "Flower City" have become one of the four most famous figures in the national publishing industry is Young General Fang has made great contributions and deserves to be a guiding light that will shine forever.
"Don't take it seriously, don't take it seriously. This is all the hard work and collective wisdom of everyone."
Seeing Fang Yan's humble look, Zhu Fu couldn't help but be surprised.
I originally thought that Teacher Fang was "invincible" in literary creation, but I didn't expect that he would be even more brave in magazine publishing!
"Actually, I still have a few immature ideas about "Science Fiction Literature and Art". I don't know whether to talk about it or not."
Fang Yan took a piece of tripe, put it in the pot, and lifted it up seven times. Lower down eight times.
Yang Xiao looked forward to it with great anticipation: "Say it."
"Do you want to consider changing the name of "Science Fiction Literature" starting from this issue of "Midnight Ring"? Change?”
Fang Yan took the hairy belly into his mouth and chewed it.
"Change the name?!"
"Don't want the title "Science Fiction Literature and Art"?"
Astonishment was written on everyone's faces.
Fang Yan nodded, not to mention that "spiritual pollution" has caused a lot of negative impressions on "Science Fiction Literature and Art" among readers across the country. In terms of the future development of science fiction literature, the "Scientific Science Fiction Literature and Art" The word "literary" is too literary.
“Science fiction literature is popular literature after all, so it’s best to give it a more popular name.”
Looking around, he said slowly: "It can also tell readers across the country that this magazine will be transformed into a comprehensive science fiction journal that will focus on Chinese and foreign science fiction novels in the future, taking into account all aspects such as science popularization, science fiction ideas, and introduction of figures in the science fiction industry. !”
These words immediately focused on the hearts of everyone in the editorial department.
Especially the last paragraph, instead of carrying the heavy baggage of "Science Fiction Literature and Art", it is better to change the appearance, travel lightly, and start from scratch with the eight people as the core.
Everyone couldn't help but feel moved and felt it made sense.
“Teacher Fang is right!”
"Why don't I come up with this name first? How about calling it "The King of Science Fiction"?"
"It's vulgar! It's so vulgar! In my opinion, since the National Science Fiction Literature Award we are going to hold in the future is called 'Galaxy Award', it would be better to use the word 'Galaxy' in the title of the publication, for example, "Galaxy Empire", "Science Fiction Galaxy", "Galaxy World"..."
"It might as well be called "Galaxy Award" science fiction "The World"! "
"No, no, it's better to say 'Galaxy'. If you think about it, if this magazine can be published for forty or fifty years, it may be on the moon or even Mars in the future. There is an editorial department. By that time, the name "Science Fiction World" will be too stingy."
"Forty or fifty years? We may not survive until that day!"
The brains of Yao Haijun, Tan Kai and others were working rapidly, and they were all talking about the new magazine title. It was very lively.
"Even if such a day comes, even if you go to the moon or Mars, I will not leave here."
Yang Xiaochang thought of the future, "I am a staunch earthist. will remain on earth forever ”
Fang Yan said with a smile: "If you ask me, you can definitely take the earth to wander. No, it should be called space travel."
Zhu Fu was startled, "Take the earth to wander? This It’s too romantic...”
"Teacher Fang is indeed Teacher Fang. He is unconstrained and unconstrained. No wonder he can write such masterpieces as "The Ring"!"
Yao Haijun and others were impressed by his imagination and couldn't help but Marvel.
Yang Xiao smiled and said: "If we change the title of the journal, can Teacher Fang write a manuscript for our new journal?"
Tan Kai said: "Even a short article will do. !”
“Your abacus is almost falling into my face.”
Fang Yan shook his head and laughed.
"I'll tell you the truth."
Yang Xiao told the truth, although "The Ring" is good, it is full of horror and suspense elements and is more suitable for adults to read.
However, she hopes that her magazine can plant the seeds of science fiction literature in more teenagers and children, and have a purer vision for science, science fiction and technology.
"Children's science fiction..."
Fang Yan immediately thought of "Blue Cat Naughty Questions 3000", and Ge Ping's magical dubbing echoed in his ears inexplicably.
“Hi, kids!”
“Do you remember who I am?”
“Yes! I am the actor who voices the blue cat. Ge Ping! "
"Look at the blue cat, learn from the blue cat, I am proud of it!"
"Teacher Fang, I wonder what you think?"
After Yang Xiao finished speaking, Yao Haijun and Tan Kai turned their eyes to Fang Yan in unison, with expectations in their eyes.
“Let me think about this carefully.”
Fang Yan neither objected nor agreed, and said with a smile: “Come, come, eat, eat, eat.”
“Yes, everyone is open to eat!”
Yang Xiao greeted everyone enthusiastically, but he saw Zhu Lu carefully picking up a small piece with chopsticks and chewing it slowly.
Fang Yan also noticed this and whispered: "Afraid of spicy food?"
Zhu Lu nodded lightly, "When I first came to Chengdu, I couldn't eat spicy food at all. But now I can eat a little bit ."
"Then you and I are two extremes. She can eat spicy food, even the spicy food in Ganxi."
Fang Yan couldn't help but talk about "Gong. "Chen", with a smile in his eyes.
"I didn't expect that she can eat spicy food so well."
Zhu Lu picked up a chopstick of enoki mushrooms and put it in her mouth. A spicy taste immediately came out of her throat, choking her throat and coughing repeatedly.
“Cough!”
“Cough!”
Fang Yan said upon seeing this: “Drink a Coke to relieve the spiciness.”
Zhu Lu picked up Tianfu Keke and took a sip. The cold and refreshing taste was like dancing on the tip of her tongue.
Fang Yan shook his head and laughed, "It's a pity that there is no Yuanyang Hotpot here."
Zhu Fu was stunned, "Yuanyang Hotpot? This name is so unique."
"It's red soup. Separate from clear soup At the bottom of the pot, the red soup is for those who can tolerate spicy food, and the clear soup is for those who cannot tolerate spicy food."
Yang Xiao lowered his voice and said, "But in hot pot restaurants in Chengdu, few bosses are willing to serve Yuanyang. Pot.”
Fang Yan smiled: "So there is a saying that allowing you to eat mandarin duck pot is the greatest tolerance of Sichuan people to you."
Before Zhu Fu could open his mouth, a burst of Mandarin with a Sichuan flavor came from behind. , sandwiched with a strong salt and pepper flavor.
"Welcome to Teacher Fang, come to our Chengdu!"
"Do you know me?"
Fang Yan looked back and saw that it was a hot pot restaurant with a big head and a thick neck. boss.
"I didn't know at first." The hot pot restaurant owner rubbed his hands and said that when his diners were just serving dishes, they overheard their conversation.
Fang Yan suddenly realized, "That's it."
"Your "A Bite of China", whether it is a book or a movie, our whole family loves to read it. Many times!”
“Thank you, thank you, thank you very much”
"No, no, I should be the one thanking you."
The owner of the hot pot restaurant said: "It is really our honor for a big foodie like Mr. Fang to come to our restaurant to eat hot pot!"
The two chatted for a few words, but they heard that the boss of the hot pot restaurant When Ban boldly wanted to waive the bill for them, Fang Yan raised his hand:
“It can’t be done, it can’t be done.”
“It should be done, it should be done, to be honest with you. , I have a heartfelt request..."
The owner of the hot pot restaurant took a sip of wine and plucked up his courage. His hot pot restaurant still doesn't have a decent name. Please give me a word!
Zhu Fu blinked. He originally thought Fang Yan would refuse, but he didn't expect him to readily agree after taking a look at herself.
"I think it's called 'Tunzhihu', how about it?"
"Tunzhihu? Teacher Fang, why is it called such a name?"
"Mencius It is said that the mouth has the same taste for taste, which means that the mouth has the same taste for taste. ”
Fang Yan explained patiently, "Those who come to eat hot pot all like this spicy bite, and they are all 'people of the same kind'..."
Zhu Fu rested his forehead on one hand and stared straight at it. He looked.
My state of mind at this moment is like the red soup in the hot pot beside me, boiling continuously.
“This name is good, this name is good, let’s call it ‘Tunzhihu’!”
The hot pot restaurant owner’s eyes were filled with light, “I will ask someone to make a sign tomorrow.”
"If you are willing, I will give you another couplet."
Fang Yan said with a smile: "The first couplet is 'Zhuang Zhou dreamed of being drunk with butterflies', and the second couplet is called 'Xiangru tunes a tripod and swallows it'. I think How's it going?"
"Okay!"
"Okay, Teacher Fang!"
All the diners sitting around applauded, some clapped their hands, some slapped the table, Cheers aplenty.
"Teacher Fang, thank you!"
The hot pot restaurant owner's face was red, and his emotions were beyond words. He poured all his wine into the wine and toasted Fang Yan three times in a row.
Fang Yan said: "This... I also have a merciless request."
"You say! Just say it!"
The hot pot restaurant owner got a sign and With these couplets, we can fully predict how booming the business of hot pot restaurants will be in the future.
Fang Yan said with a smile: "There are some comrades at my table who can't eat spicy food. Can you give us a mandarin duck pot instead?"
"Mandarin duck pot..."
Hot pot restaurant owner He looked embarrassed, but when he saw it was Zhu Lu, he suddenly realized, "I understand, I understand, I will prepare the mandarin duck pot for your guests. Wait a moment, wait a moment!"
Guests? !
Zhu Rui's heart trembled, Xiafei's cheeks were raised, and he was about to open his mouth to explain, but unexpectedly the owner of the hot pot restaurant had already turned around and left.
As he walked, he also asked the waiter to add food to Teacher Fang's table, serving him good wine and good food, all for free!
"Teacher Fang, this time we have benefited from you. Not only have we saved our pockets, but we can also completely indulge in the habit of talking back!"
Yao Haijun half-joked. Full of admiration.
"Yes."
Tan Kai gave a thumbs up and said: "Originally I thought about rejecting the naming for Teacher Fang, but I didn't expect that Teacher Fang was so talented that he left after three Step, not only the name of the store, but also the couplet, one word, absolutely amazing!”
Seeing them praising Fang Yan, Zhu Lu's eyes flickered and he hesitated, "Teacher Fang..."
Fang Yan said: "The boss doesn't understand the situation, so don't take it to heart about the slip of the tongue just now. "
"Teacher Fang, thank you."
Zhu Fu shook his head, knowing that if it wasn't for the mandarin duck pot for himself, I'm afraid Teacher Fang would not agree to such an abrupt request.
Fang Yan said with a smile: "It's a trivial matter, don't take it to heart."
"Teacher Fang, I respect you."
After toasting him, Zhu Lu pushed the plate with beef in front of him.
Fang Yan accepted it happily, but actually wanted to jokingly say, "I don't eat beef" and then kill him with his hands.
When the mandarin duck pot was served, everyone's enthusiasm was released instantly like a boiling hot pot.
The table also became lively. After a hearty meal, everyone returned to the editorial office with a full meal.
After a heated discussion, the majority finally decided to change "Science Fiction Literature and Art" to "Science Fiction World".
Then we discussed the promotion plan, layout plan, and other science fiction works published at the same time as "The Ring" around the first issue of "Science Fiction World".
As a special consultant, Fang Yan made suggestions and made great fortunes, and finally gathered together the small numbers published in this issue.
"Our editorial department has always adhered to a saying that Einstein said, that is, 'imagination is always more important than knowledge.'"
Yang Xiao said seriously: "I believe that science fiction literature driven by imagination has a very strong vitality in China. It will never die, because science fiction is oriented to the future, and society is moving towards the future. As long as we follow what Teacher Fang said, "Science Fiction" The world will become better and better”
"Bah bang bang."
There were bursts of applause in the office.
After the meeting, the three of them returned to Eying Factory from the publishing house. It was getting late and the afterglow of the setting sun was shining on the road.
On the way to the guest house, Fang Yan and Zhu Lu chatted while walking, quietly listening to Zhu Lu's troubles in the film studio.
"Teacher Fang, thank you for taking the time to listen to my complaints."
"It's okay, just think of me as a tree hole."
Fang Yan shrugged. He would receive many letters from female readers every now and then, treating him as a close sister to complain.
“No wonder you are so skilled at comforting people.”
Zhu Fu chuckled.
“It’s completely understandable to feel like you. Being a stranger in a foreign land for a long time is inevitable.”
Fang Yan said: "Actually, you can ask for leave and go to Yanjing to visit relatives, or invite your family to come to Chengdu as a guest and have a good family gathering..."
"They are busy, and I am busy too. In terms of time, It seems that we can't always get together." Zhu Lu kicked a pebble on the roadside, "Fortunately, I am used to this kind of thing when I go to the countryside to jump in line."
The guest house not far away. , appeared in the sight of dialect.
"It's time for me to go up. You have worked really hard today."
"Speaking of hard work, you should work harder than me."
Zhu Lu put his hands behind his back, "Are you going to write a manuscript for "Science Fiction Literature" or "Science Fiction World" tonight?"
Fang Yan nodded, "A science fiction work for teenagers and children. , it’s really attractive.”
“Yeah, I watched “Little Sun” when I was a kid, and I still remember it. It’s suspended. The subway, self-driving shared cars, and welcome robots..."
Zhu Fu said fondly: "At that time, I really envied the children in the movie and wanted to replace them."
The dialect is full of confidence, "Don't be envious, maybe we can meet in a few years."
Zhu Lu smiled and stopped at the door of the guest house, "Teacher Fang, do you still want to go to the publishing house or other places tomorrow?"
"No, tomorrow I will accompany Director Wang and others to participate in the "A Dream of Red Mansions" cast "The audition." Fang Yan said, "If you are interested, you can come and have a look."
Zhu Fu agreed happily and waved his hand.
"Teacher Fang, see you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow."
Fang Yan watched her gradually disappear in front of his eyes, then turned and went upstairs, thinking about the science fiction novel that the screwdriver provided.
You can't be like Cao Cao. Let me ask you, madam, would you like to sit at the table with me tonight? 100% dragged out and shot to death!
As for Zhu Rui, as soon as he returned to the dormitory, the things he dropped when he went out in the morning were still there when he came home at night, with lonely and complicated eyes.
Picked up the things and then lay down on the bed. There were two pillows on the bed, one was hers and the other was also hers.
I stared blankly at the shadow on the wall for a while, my eyes wandering, my thoughts had already drifted away, and sleep suddenly swept over me.
Close your eyes, and only in dreams, you are not alone...
(End of this chapter)