As soon as the opening ceremony of the National Young Writers Symposium was reported by mainstream literary and art media such as "Literary News" and "Literary News", it immediately attracted the attention of the literary world. In particular, a series of questions and answers from dialect and avant-garde writers swept in like a whirlwind. Suddenly there was an uproar.
"Marquez does not admit that he is a magical realist writer?"
"The most fundamental core of literary schools such as magical realism and hallucinatory realism lies in realism!"
“Pavant-garde literature has lost its ‘avant-garde’ essence and has no Transforming 'avant-garde' into 'innovation'..."
Various views and arguments have suddenly become the hottest topic in the literary world. More and more newspapers and periodicals are not supporting "Revival of Reality" Under the banner of "ism", they stood in the position of "avant-garde literature" and joined the debate one after another.
So much so that the National Young Writers Symposium has just opened, and the level of discussion and attention has far exceeded that of last year's West Lake Conference.
As the initiator and organizer of this conference, Wang Meng was surprised and happy. He immediately invited Fang Yan to the office:
"Yanzi, to be able to have such a good time this time, It’s all thanks to you.”
“It’s all thanks to everyone’s efforts. I just did my part.”
Fang Yan sat down with a smile.
"Even if you say so, this work is also yours!"
Wang Meng said that "People's Literature" not only witnessed the birth of the "root-seeking literature" genre and subsequent creation through the two conferences of West Lake and Xiangshan trend, and calls on writers in the literary world to return to realist literature, it can be regarded as a worthy benchmark for Chinese literature.
"I am the first to contribute, but the greatest contribution belongs to you."
Fang Yan said: "Since you became the editor-in-chief of "People's Literature", we have been working together as one, and we have been able to do everything we can. Without too many meetings or cumbersome discussions, the big ship of the editorial department can stay afloat in the turbulent sea. High speed, never deviate from the course, all crew members can fully use their talents, everything is under your protection, there is no need to worry about anything..."
The two of them had a business trip With each other's compliments, "People's Literature" is indeed flourishing and becoming great again with their collaboration.
But looking back on his editing career, the only regret that Wang Meng felt was that he had never been able to get the ideal manuscripts from several popular female writers such as Zhang Jie, Tie Ning, and Wang Anyi. He sighed quietly, "In fact, I have repeatedly asked the editor to get them Some of them have even visited in person.”
“There will be opportunities in the future.”
Fang Yan comforted.
“I’m afraid this is not possible for the time being.”
Wang Meng shook his head.
"How do you say this?"
Fang Yan was curious.
"I will only tell you this matter. You must not reveal it to anyone in the company."
After Wang Meng saw his solemn promise, he said sincerely: "I There is sad news."
Fang Yan listened quietly, "Yanzi, I have been co-managing "People's Literature" with you. Now, thinking about it carefully, although I dare not say that we are sincere and share weal and woe, we are happy to cooperate and complement each other. But now we have to face parting ways. In other words, things have reached a regrettable and irreversible situation. I have repeatedly The earth wanted to change, but in the end it was to no avail..."
For a moment, my mind was in chaos, and I didn't understand what he was going to say at all.
"I... want to leave."
Wang Meng's eyes were full of reluctance.
“What?!”
Fang Yan looked up and down in shock, mistakenly thinking that he was suffering from a terminal illness and that he would die soon.
"I really don't want to leave yet. I want to stay in the editorial department and fight side by side with you."
Wang Meng frowned, "Bring "People's Literature" to a higher level to comfort me. Mao Gong’s spirit in heaven!”
"Teacher Wang, I'm really sad."
Fang Yan's heart skipped a beat, and the feeling of loss suddenly came over him, "Does your family know?"
Wang Meng said He had only discussed the matter with his wife for the time being.
"When were you notified?"
"Not long ago."
"Well, how much time do you have?" "As soon as possible, it will be the end of December, but I hope I can hold on until At the end of the year, I will explain everything I have on hand before I leave."
Wang Meng said with a hint of heaviness in his tone.
Fang Yan always felt that something was strange, but he just couldn't tell what was wrong. He felt that the atmosphere had become solemn and sad.
Wang Meng said: "There is no need to be so sad, we can still meet often at the Ministry of Culture."
"Huh?"
Hearing the Ministry of Culture, Fang Yan was stunned for a moment .
Wang Meng said that he would be promoted from the Humanities Society to the Cultural Department to replace Zhu Muzhi.
Fang Yan was excited and immediately put away the handkerchief he was preparing to wipe his tears. Only then did he realize that he had misunderstood everything.
The co-author did not hear bad news about his death from the ward, but good news from the delivery room - he was promoted!
As a result, the painful and sad mood just now disappeared, and his face was filled with joy and excitement. He congratulated continuously:
"This is a good thing. Congratulations, Teacher Wang." ! ”
“Don’t congratulate me. If there is no way to push this matter out, I will not agree to it anyway. ”
Wang Meng showed a helpless expression.
Fang Yan asked and found out that not long before the National Young Writers Symposium was held, when Wang Meng led a delegation of writers to participate in the event, he happened to bump into some leaders who were discussing cultural issues. There were many candidates on the list of candidates at that time as to who should be handed over to succeed the department. As a result, none of these people could reach a consensus, but they chose themselves as the one who was "sent to the door."
"I was flattered at the time. I said I couldn't do it, but they said I could do it."
Wang Meng said distressedly: "I resisted three or four times and asked them to hire someone else, but instead Let them feel that I am suitable for the ministry."
"Teacher Wang, to tell you the truth, I also think that this minister is quite suitable for you," Fang Yan comforted.
"How could it be suitable!"
Wang Meng smiled bitterly and said that although he had served as the chief editor of several literary journals such as "Yenjing Literature" and "People's Literature" and had also been in charge of the Yenching Writers Association, But I was definitely not prepared to take charge of the cultural department, and I never thought that I had the ability to manage, make decisions, and take responsibility.
"What you said is too modest."
Fang Yan said half-jokingly: "Only because of you, you have managed "People's Literature" in such an orderly and prosperous way. It is not just a department. Let’s talk about attacking you, the king The teacher's reputation is not that great even if he is assigned to one or two departments such as the Writers' Association and the Federation of Literary and Art Circles. ! ”
Wang Meng rolled his eyes angrily.
Fang Yan smiled and said, "This is not flattery, it's just telling the truth."
"If I hadn't known that your kid didn't know the news, I would have thought you were giving it to your senior brother and leader. They are lobbyists."
Wang Meng looked worried. He had always given advice as a literary and artistic worker, but he had never thought of giving orders one day.
Fang Yan poured him water and comforted him, "You have to brace yourself. You don't even know how much energy you have in your body!"
Wang Meng took a sip of water and calmed down his sadness:
"Although I agreed to the transfer, I am not without conditions. That is, I will only work for 3 years. Once the 3 years are up, I will resign. At that time, they will look for a more suitable candidate to replace me, so that I can be freed from the paperwork and continue to create well."
"What are you doing?"
Fang Yan. His eyes widened, greatly surprised.
“I have wanted to write novels all my life, instead of using writing as a stepping stone.”
Wang Meng said that he has been in the position of editor-in-chief of "People's Literature" for a long time and has begun to fail in literary creation. Unlike him, he still has such strong imagination and creativity. If his term of office exceeds three years, he will not be able to do what he wants. The pursuit of literature may go against the original intention.
"You are so honorable. If I were you, I might not be able to make such a courageous decision."
Fang Yan said with a grin.
“You are a monkey-minded kid. If it were you, you would probably be a hundred more unhappy than I am.”
Wang Meng patted his shoulder and said sincerely. : "Don't be like me. What I regret most now is that in the years when my creative inspiration was the most intense, I was unable to write more works that satisfied myself and readers." (End of Chapter)
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