1980 My literary era

Lin Weimin, who came back from the hospital, felt depressed. When he saw Guo Yudao lying on the bed holding his stomach in the dormitory, he asked: "Lao Guo, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's the same old problem."

Guo Yudao's voice was very low and seemed out of breath.

Guo Yudao has a thin face and a sallow complexion. In the past, Lin Weimin always thought it was because he came from Qinghai. After Shi Tiesheng's example, Lin Weimin felt that his behavior might be a pathology.

"Go back to the hospital for a check-up. Don't turn a minor illness into a serious one."

"It's really okay. This has been a problem for more than ten years. It's just stomachache."

"Don't be brave. If you really can't bear it anymore, just say it and don't hold it back."

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"Where are Lao Jiao and Lao Huang?"

Guo Yudao stood up and leaned on the bedside, and said, "Lao Jiao was finally summoned by Mr. Wang, and he went to Xiaoyabao Alley with An Shishan and the others. Lao Huang doesn't know, so he probably went to see his mentor."

Lin Weimin shook his head helplessly. He found that since returning from the holiday, the class had been a bit chaotic.

After being separated for a month, the classmates were a bit unfamiliar. After getting acquainted with each other for a few days, the relationship was still very good, but it was not the same in other aspects.

The training period at the Institute of Literary Studies lasts for 6 months. Graduation is about to begin, and everyone’s thoughts are coming to life.

For most people, the Literary Research Institute is not only a stage for learning, but also a resume and an opportunity to advance.

In addition to classes, seminars, and dances these days, there is a high probability that the class will not be together at other times.

Some people go to their mentor if their mentor is famous. Some people have good relationships with famous companies and magazines, so they often go to their houses and become familiar with them.

In short, the Eight Immortals crossed the sea and each showed their magical powers.

At this juncture, no one is immune.

Lin Weimin didn't feel too much. He had already set his goal and had been working hard to achieve it.

Two days later, the class organized a basketball game, involving not only the class but also outsiders.

Yanjing is a place with a strong circle culture. Many writers have come to praise it before. This time there is a famous figure among them - Zhao Zhenkai, one of the founders of "Today" and a representative of the Misty Poetry School. .

Many people in the class are very interested in this pioneer figure in the domestic poetry circle, including the employees of School D. They surrounded the basketball court on three levels inside and three outside. Those who came to play basketball today seemed to be treated like stars. .

Throughout the 1980s, Misty Poetry went from being suppressed at the beginning to becoming popular across the country, making young poets the idols of countless poetry lovers, and they were full of fanatical love for poets and poetry.

Lin Weimin has always believed that the popularity of literature, whether novels or poetry, in recent years is irrational.

He stood on the periphery of the crowd and looked at the poet who was surrounded by stars in the center, and couldn't help but sigh.

Perhaps, if they had not been treated so warmly, they would not necessarily feel so lonely when they withered.

Two days later, Lin Weimin went to Friendship Hospital to visit Shi Tiesheng again. This time his face looked much better than last time.

Shi Tiesheng had already learned from his father that Lin Weimin had given him money. He did not say any words of thanks, but held Lin Weimin's hand tightly and let go after a while.

Today, not only Lin Weimin came to see Shi Tiesheng, but also two other friends, Xiao Jian and Gan Tiesheng.

Xiaojian is a student in the screenwriting class of the Literature Department of Yanjing Film Academy, and Gan Tiesheng is a literature lover who has just published two short stories.

Shi Tiesheng's condition improved and everyone was very happy and sat in the ward chatting.

The people in the ward are all related to literature, and they have not been in the industry for a long time. But in terms of qualifications, Lin Weimin, who has been writing for a relatively short time, stands out more, and most of the topics revolve around him.

Shi Tiesheng was concerned about Lin Weimin's plans after graduating from the Institute of Liberal Arts. Lin Weimin shook his head, "I plan to stay in Yanjing, but it depends on whether there is an organization that can accept me."

"Let me ask the teachers, it shouldn't be difficult to find a unit to accept them, right?"

"Who knows, I asked, but I haven't received a reply yet."

"Waiting is the most painful thing." Shi Tiesheng said empathetically.

Xiaojian asked Lin Weimin about his experience in creating "Latent" because he always felt that when watching "Latent", the image in his mind was particularly strong.

"I feel like this novel will be very exciting when adapted into a screenplay."

Gan Tiesheng said with a smile: "The novel itself is exciting enough, and it will certainly not be bad if it is adapted into a script."

When it was almost time for lunch, Shi's father Zhang Luo went to get food. Lin Weimin stopped him and said that he wanted to improve the food today. He took Xiaojian to an outside restaurant and ordered four dishes to be packed and brought back.

Shi Tiesheng said: "Weimin, you are really a roundworm in my stomach. After being sick these days, what I miss most is eating meat, especially pig's trotters and mutton."

The four dishes Lin Weimin ordered were all meat dishes, shredded pork with Beijing sauce, braised pig's trotters, fried lamb with green onions and vinegared musu.

"Today is just to satisfy your craving!" Lin Weimin laughed.

Shi Tiesheng chewed the pig's trotters and said: "To tell you the truth, I had a fever a few days ago. I didn't think about anything at that time. All I could think about was food. All the things I had eaten in my life were like It was like living through a movie.

I was thinking at that time, don’t die now. I have to eat all the things I have eaten and things I have not eaten before I die. "

Several people in the ward were made to laugh by him, but Father Shi had a bitter look on his face.

"Don't worry, you are too lucky to die. Not only will you not die, you will have to eat all the delicious food in the world."

Lin Weimin said to Shi Tiesheng swornly.

Shi Lan, who was fourteen or fifteen years old, said: "Brother Lin, you are just talking nonsense and you want to eat all the delicious food in the world. How much will it cost?"

Lin Weimin said: "A problem that can be solved with money is not a problem."

Shi Lan wrinkled her nose and made a face at him, "You really know how to brag!"

When she said this, Lin Weimin was not angry. Instead, he asked with a narrow smile: "How do you know that I must be bragging?"

"A prawn salad from Lao Mo costs 3 yuan and 40 cents. One meal is less than one month's salary. You can afford it, but my brother and I can't afford it."

"Shi Lan, we have to look at things from a developmental perspective. Just because you can't afford it now doesn't mean you won't be able to afford it in the rest of your life. What if your brother becomes a great writer in the future and the fee for writing a book is only tens of thousands of yuan?"

"The more you talk, the more mysterious it becomes. I think you are just teasing me because I am young."

Shi Tiesheng said with a smile: "Did you realize that he was just teasing you?"

Lin Weimin waved his hand to interrupt Shi Tiesheng, "I'm not teasing Shi Lan, I have confidence in you Tiesheng!"

Shi Tiesheng smiled bitterly, "I have no confidence in myself!"

Everyone laughed.