"Teacher Fang, do you think realist literature can rise again?"
Liu Xinwu frowned, dubious.
"My mentor once taught me that realism has eternal vitality."
Fang Yan said: "Because we always have to face 'social reality', but reality is not always static. , but are constantly developing and changing, so other literary genres may come to an end one day, but realism Literature has no end."
Liu Xinwu sighed, "But the current situation is that many writers feel that 'realism' is outdated, and creations mainly rely on imagination, like magical realism, like stream-of-consciousness novels, like Existential literature is a good text as long as its writing and narrative are avant-garde enough.”
"Magic realism is also realism!"
Fang Yan said: "'Magic' is just a technique used to modify and express reality. Everything is created based on reality." "A Dream of Red Mansions" is like this, just like Jia Baoyu's sleepwalking in a fantasy world, where reality and dreams are intertwined."
"That's right!"
Liu Xinwu clapped her hands and applauded, "Especially because Jia Baoyu slept in the house of his nephew Jia Rong, which seemed to be a metaphor for Zhu Di's attempt to steal the throne from his nephew Zhu Yunzhen, and also used dreams to allude to Jia Zhen's attempt to 'climb into the ashes' of Qin Keqing." ..."
Fang Yan couldn't help but roll his eyes, can we still have a good chat? Why are we so excited when we talk about "Dream of Red Mansions"?
Liu Xinwu also noticed that she was off topic, smiled awkwardly, and then hurriedly changed the topic, saying that she had never thought about supporting the great cause of "realist literature". She had already agreed to Feng Mu's invitation to write a manuscript for "Chinese Writers" A realistic novel.
Dialects are not surprising, and so am I!
"Really!"
Liu Xinwu was full of curiosity, "What kind of realist work is Teacher Fang going to write?"
"I don't have a clue yet." Fang Yan asked rhetorically. Said: "What about you?"
Liu Xinwu laughed at herself, "Me too, counting the days, it's been almost a month, and I still can't write, don't know what to write?"
The subject quickly changed, "But with Teacher Fang, After the exchange, I suddenly had an immature idea, which was to learn from "A Dream of Red Mansions" Realistic magical narrative, writing a magical realism novel, as you said, magical reality is also realism."
"It is not easy to write magical realism like "A Dream of Red Mansions". "
Fang Yan narrowed his eyes.
“Isn’t it very bold!”
Liu Xinwu's tone was filled with excitement, "The whole novel, magical reality, is just this story, exactly this story!"
Fang Yan curled his lips, but he was more willing to work with crazy magical realism novels. He talks about the conspiracy theory of "Dream of Red Mansions".
For example, the prototype of King Beijing is Shenjun Wang Yunxi and his adopted grandson Aixinjueluo Yongrong.
For another example, the story of the Jia family moving from Jinling to the capital is not the story of the Cao family being confiscated, but the story of Zhu Di moving the capital to Yanjing. The so-called evidence is that "Ning" in Ningguo Mansion is the nickname of Nanjing, " The Twelve Hairpins of Jinling are all also from Nanjing, and Nanjing is the foundation of the Ming Dynasty.
In short, he gave full play to his imagination as a novelist, but most of the time there is no evidence, it is entirely based on imagination.
Occasionally, a piece of evidence can speak volumes.
When there is no evidence, just "create" evidence directly, but never mention the evidence that is unfavorable to your own point of view.
They look similar to later generations of "keyboard warriors" who are good at using conspiracy theories to attract public attention and traffic, but they are actually exactly the same.
Low emotional intelligence, "weird talk, full of farts".
If you have high emotional intelligence, you will have a "high opinion".
…………
Time passed unconsciously, and as noon approached, everyone dispersed.
After Fang Yan helped Shi Tiesheng settle down, he was still worried and asked Yu Hua, Wang Shuo and Zhong Acheng who were in the same dormitory to take more care of him.
Then he left Lu Xun Literary College and rushed to the courtyard in Nanluogu Lane without stopping.
I saw Yang Xia wearing an apron and walking out of the small kitchen. Her face was full of surprise and she said: "Why are you here today?"
"I don't want to think about the food you always cook. I have to come back and have a bite no matter what."
"You can just flatter your mother and me."
"Hey, how dare you Yeah! ”
"Hey, hey, wash your hands quickly."
Yang Xia smiled and rolled her eyes, "I'll cook you two more dishes." "No, no, no, no, I don't dare bother you, you see I’m ready.”
Fang Yan handed over the dishes packed in the lunch box, and then was sent to call the little girl in the room to come out for dinner.
“Brother!”
As soon as she saw someone jumping in, Fang Yan took off her headphones in fear and hurriedly stuffed her Walkman into the drawer.
Fang Yan shook his head and laughed: "You, you, you will have the college entrance examination in two months. If you don't want to review hard, you will know how to play all day long?"
"I'm not playing. , I, I was practicing English just now!" Fang Yan said in defense, scratching her neck.
"Really?"
Fang Yan was delighted, "Take out the Walkman and let me listen to what's being played? If it's not in English, I'll take it away..."
"I recruit, I recruit, I recruit but not yet Okay!"
Fang Yan said that she was listening to Ye Qianwen's song, "I took a break after finishing a set of papers. Sister Xiaoya said it was a combination of work and rest."
"Yo ho!"
Fang Yan raised a smile at the corner of his mouth.
"Sister Xiaoya and Sister Ruoxue also said that with my current grades and abilities, it may not be stable to go to Kyoto University or Mizuki University, but it would be better to get into key universities such as personal university, engineering university, and normal university. , I'm still very confident!" Fang Yan raised her chin, full of confidence.
"You are said to be fat, but you are still out of breath."
Fang Yan said: "Don't take it lightly. You know, your college entrance examination is never your business alone."
"I know, it's my sister's, my brother's, yours. In short, our family's college dream has to be realized by me, right?"
Fang Yan said with her hands on her hips.
“Don’t put too much pressure on yourself.”
Fang Yan touched the little girl’s head and promised to buy her a computer as long as she could get into college.
"Brother, this is what you said!"
Fang Yan grabbed his arm excitedly, shook it, and said, "Don't go back on your word!"
"When did I regret it?"
Fang Yan gently flicked the little girl's forehead, and noticed "Metamorphosis" on her desk from the corner of his eye.
"Sister Ruoxue gave this to me when she returned to China. She told me to read more original English works, learn to use English thinking, and improve my sense of language."
Fang Yan shrugged, "By the way, Also understand what magical realism is ”
<. br>Looking at Kafka's "The Metamorphosis", Dialect pondered for a long time, thinking a lot. He thought of the magical realism mentioned by Liu Xinwu this morning, and also thought of the avant-garde literary works that Chen Xiaoman talked about a few days ago. His intuition told me Myself, the next novel can incorporate both of these things.
Immediately afterwards, works of magical realism came to mind one by one.
"Big Fish", "The Sixth Sense", "Pan's Labyrinth", "Birdman"...
These are obviously out of time, and I thought of "The Sun Also Rises" , "A Tale of Two Donkeys", "The Dust Has Settled", "Kafka on the Shore", etc. It's a pity that Chen Zhongshi is already writing "White Deer", which has the most "One Hundred Years of Solitude" temperament in China.
White Deer Plain...White Deer...Deer...
Once the thoughts start, they can't stop at all. Even when eating, they seem a little absent-minded.
"Brother? Brother!"
At this moment, Fang Yan shouted several times loudly.
Fang Yan suddenly trembled and came to his senses, "What's wrong?"
"Next week is the World Cup qualifiers. As long as the national football team can draw, they can qualify from the group and enter the second place. Wheel."
Fang Yan's eyes flashed, "Brother, can we go to the scene to watch the game?" (End of this chapter)