Chapter 1084 Bickering
For example, Wang Gang is now bald, and Zhou Zhi asked him where the filming progress of "Prime Minister Liu Luoguo" was, knowing that he might have come to ask Qi Lao for knowledge about the Qing palace and officialdom.
Mo Yan's "Red Sorghum" has been famous for a long time, but this person is relatively low-key, and not many people can directly recognize him, but Zhou Zhi did it.
And Zhou Zhi is also very familiar with his just-published "Wine Country", and last year Mo Yan published an English version of the collection of short stories "Explosion" in the United States. Not many people know about it, but Zhou Zhi also knows .
“Don’t be proud.” When talking about this, Liu Zhengyun began to joke: “I mean you two, don’t be proud.”
"Both of you?" Mo Yan was surprised: "Old Liu, you mean Xiao Zhou..."
"His works were translated into English and published earlier than you." Liu Zhengyun responded to this question Very satisfied with the effect: "What's your collection, little one?" Zhou's works have become bestsellers in Europe and the United States. "
"My book is nothing more than a book about cooking to popularize Chinese subculture." Zhou Zhi quickly said modestly: "I can't write it. How wonderful, but the foreigners themselves didn’t see it "
"That's right." Speaking of this, Mr. Wang has the most say: "I wrote about the gourd in "Jin Hui Hei" and said that the gourd can be put into a mold and wait for it to grow. Then it will look like the inner wall of the mold , even the pattern can grow, the foreigners didn't believe it, saying that the gourd would be damaged if it was not exposed to the sun."
"It wasn't until I planted the actual thing for them to see, that they believed it. ! ”
It would be easy to explain if Zhou Zhi knew Mo Yan, but he even knew Yu Hua, which made everyone find it incredible.
Yu Hua was a dentist before, and later worked in the mixed system at Haiyan Cultural Center. It was not until 1988 that he entered the graduate class jointly organized by Lu Xun College of Literature and Beijing Normal University, and started working with Mo Yan, Liu Yiran and others. I became a classmate and began to make friends with the big guys in the literary circle in Beijing.
Later, I was invited by the Shandong Provincial Television Station to go to the west to collect news. I traveled across the entire west for half a year and made friends with Liu Zhengyun and others.
At the same time, Yu Hua also signed a one-year contract with Zhejiang University of Literature and became a "contract producer" for the modified experimental products, and then published the truly influential and representative "Alive" in "Harvest" , the writing style is officially established.
In August this year, Yu Hua was transferred from the Jiaxing Federation of Literary and Art Circles, became a "Northern drifter", and began his professional writing career.
In the past few months, Liu Zhengyun had nowhere else to go, so he found Lao Ma, who arranged for him to live in Demian Hall. There were two elders living here, so there was relatively no commotion on the other side of Haima, and it was also convenient for creation.
"You are Zhou Zhi." Yu Hua was even more surprised to see Zhou Zhi than Zhou Zhi was to see him. He stretched out his hand to shake his hand: "It's amazing. Even if you build that font, they all need it. I No need.”
Yu Hua’s style is to use the simplest words to write the deepest emotions. This strong contrast will become his unique style feature in the literary world in the future, and others cannot learn from it. .
Zhou Zhi expressed his admiration: "An elephant is like a shape, and a big sound is like a sound. These words make my ears go numb, but apart from you, I have never seen anyone who can really put it into practice. Anyone."
"Don't put him too high." Both Mo Yan and Liu Zhengyun said there was something wrong with Zhou Zhi's statement.
Mo Yan said: "Let's take pig killing as an analogy. When a pig butcher kills a pig, he will naturally use his best knife."
"That's right." Liu Zhengyun nodded: "So what form should we use to organize it? Content depends on the author himself What kind of method feels smoothest and most comfortable?”
Then he started to attack viciously: “Old Yu likes to express things like that because his educational level is too low and he doesn’t know many words or idioms. There are not many allusions, research I read it in vain, so the form of expression can only be like that."
"But because the content expressed is not bad, it forms a great contrast with the words," Mo Yan's poisonous mouth can also be used. Extremely popular: "In the eyes of readers, it's like a teacher seeing a poor student who, even though his handwriting is crooked, rarely gets all the answers right once, so the paper points that should have been deducted are not deducted, and additional points are added. "Twenty" to express encouragement. "You..." Yu Hua was about to fight back when he heard this.
Liu Zhengyun held his hand: "Could it be that you wanted to say that you can also write elegant words, but you deliberately wrote it like this?"
Yu Hua was silenced in one sentence. The so-called words are the voice of the heart. If a literary work is not sincere, it will have no vitality at all.
Therefore, the word "intentional" is the most terrible thing.
"Forget it, I'll give in this time. It's because my cultural level is low. I wrote like that just to hide my clumsiness, okay?" If you can't win the quarrel, then just lie down and die.
Zhou Zhi heard it funny. If these words were recorded and posted online in the future, it would only incite serious confrontation and earn a lot of traffic. Even if all the parties involved came out to clarify that they were just joking, I'm afraid None of them work.
But at least now I can be so unscrupulous that even Zhou Zhi can't help but join in.
“That’s why I like Teacher Yu Hua’s works. Not only can I appreciate the richness of the humanistic spirit of the works, but I also tend to have a sense of superiority that says, ‘At this level, I can do it if you give me a pen.’” Zhou Zhi said: "And in the future, Teacher Yu Hua's works will definitely be the most widely disseminated around the world. Why? It's easy to translate!"
"Hahahaha..." Everyone laughed.
In fact, they are all experts. You only need to read the first chapter of "Alive" to weigh the weight. Those who dare to say "I can do it" are truly amateurs.
The story of "Li Sanguan Selling Blood", which consolidated Yu Hua's godhood, has not yet been published. Once this novel comes out, even many experts who read it may have the thought "I can fuck me too" Feel.
It was not until many years later, when Yu Hua's novels were published again and again, and his prefaces for the foreign editions were brought back to China, that I understood what he wrote in the preface to the Italian translation: "I can become a writer in China. How true it is, largely due to my talent for linguistic compromise.”
"Teacher Yu Hua's new work has started, right?" Zhou Zhi said, "You can live here as long as you like. If you have any opinions, feel free to raise them. Mr. Ma and I will try our best to allow everyone to work on their creations in peace. . ”
“Anyway, the world needs both criticism and compromise. It’s easy for us to do it. It’s difficult for experts like you to analyze human nature and criticize reality.” It’s enough to bring trouble to a Haima Dance Hall.”
Everyone laughed again.
It should be said that this society still values spirituality over material things. After introducing several writers, Zhou Zhicai said hello to Yu Bin, Lin Wanqiu and others.
Then I learned that Lin Wanqiu’s auction would be combined with the opening of Fengcang Pan Shiya’s new project, and would be held on the business floor of the new project. It would also build momentum for the project, and it was a win-win situation.
Now that Haitong Auction's reputation has grown, Lin Wanqiu no longer does everything herself. Although she will still be the auctioneer this time, Wang Gang is prepared to be the host.
Mr. Wang and Mr. Qi looked at the young people messing around here with smiles. Only now did Mr. Wang speak: "Let's go, the light here is too strong. Let's go to the inner room and see what the elbow has brought. .”
(End of this chapter)