1980 My Literary Era.

Chapter 127

Little Black Yoko's admiration for Lin Weimin reminded him of those star-chasing girls. It was probably in this era that people engaged in literature could be so sought after like stars.

She held "People's Literature" and begged Lin Weimin to sign it for her, and said solemnly: "If Lin Jun's "Farewell My Concubine" is published in the future, I will definitely buy a hundred copies and give it to everyone I know."

Lin Weimin smiled and said, "Then you can only send it in China, I'm afraid it won't work in Nihong."

"Then I'll give it away again when "Farewell My Concubine" is published."

Little Black Yoko's words sounded a little silly, but with her serious and cute expression, it was hard to question or laugh at her.

Lin Weimin said seriously: "Okay, when "Farewell My Concubine" is published in Nihong, I will give you a hundred copies."

Several other foreign student friends also talked about the novel "Farewell My Concubine" with Lin Weimin.

This group of people are studying abroad at Yenching University, and their majors are mainly language and history. In order to learn Chinese and professional knowledge, they usually dabble in domestic professional works and literary works.

Especially after getting to know Lin Weimin, a young Chinese writer, they are familiar with contemporary Chinese literature a lot.

"Farewell My Concubine" has had a great influence on readers since it was published, and they have also read it.

Novels with the style and theme of "Farewell My Concubine" are very bold and avant-garde in China today, and they are also full of curiosity and shock in the eyes of foreigners like them.

The description of "emotion" and "human nature" in this novel reaches an extreme, which transcends languages, races and cultures.And there are many elements that are very strange and oriental in the eyes of Westerners, such as Peking Opera, eunuchs, humming, BL and so on.

With so many eye-catching elements and heart-touching plots, the appeal of "Farewell My Concubine" to these foreigners can be imagined.

When they discussed in private, they were full of admiration and admiration for Lin Weimin.

They were obviously good friends before, but as soon as the work "Farewell My Concubine" was published, Ma Kemeng and others felt that the image of Lin Weimin in their minds suddenly became taller, with an awe-inspiring and inviolable temperament.

"Stop, stop!" Lin Weimin waved his hand and interrupted everyone's compliments to him, "I told you guys, I'm here today to invite you to play, not to listen to your flattering me."

After finishing the pointless flattery, everyone discussed where to go today, Lin Weimin said: "How about we go to Longfu Temple?"

Several foreigners didn't know much about Longfu Temple. Out of trust in Lin Weimin, they rode bicycles and followed him around Longfu Temple.

Longfu Temple was first built in the third year of Jingtai in the Ming Dynasty. It was the only temple in the capital city of the Ming Dynasty where Fan and Chan resided together. In the former Qing Dynasty, it completely became a Fan Temple.

What Lin Weimin and his party are going to today is the market around Longfu Temple, and the Longfu Temple market appeared by relying on Longfu Temple.

Lin Weimin and his party consisted of six or seven people, several of whom were foreigners with yellow hair and blue eyes. They rode bicycles through the free market around Longfu Temple, which was unusually eye-catching.

At noon, we passed by the Longfu Temple snack bar in the corner of Longfu Temple Market, and everyone decided to have lunch.

The Longfu Temple Snack Bar is said to be a snack bar, but the scale is not small. This is a state-owned restaurant with a business area of ​​more than a hundred square meters. It mainly sells various northern pasta.

Lin Weimin ordered a bowl of tofu nao and a few coke rings for himself. The marinade was poured on the tofu nao, and chopped green onion and coriander were sprinkled on it. Live with an appetite.

It's noon now, the busiest time in the store, the crowd is so busy that there are no tables left.

Lin Weimin, Lin, and the others sat at two tables, and one table was vacant for two seats. It happened that diners came in at this time.

But the waiter didn't lead them here to join the table, and the diners didn't intend to come over. Instead, Lin Weimin got up and greeted them, and they came over to make up a table.

Mark Meng and the others have stayed in China for so long, knowing that Chinese people have extremely strict disciplines in diplomacy, even ordinary people strictly abide by them.

People's taste of food is often related to the environment and time, but not so much to the taste of the food itself.

In an overcrowded snack bar, sharing a table with strangers is an unforgettable experience for Ma Kemeng and the others. They couldn't help seeing Lin Weimin who was chatting enthusiastically with the diners who shared the table despite meeting for the first time. Live joined their conversation.

At the end of the meal, everyone's mouths were full of oil, and they also met two new friends.

"Lin, I like this snack bar so much!" Yin Geli sighed.

Mark Meng said: "Yeah, I don't know how to describe that feeling. It feels like the distance between us and this country and its people has been drawn in at once, just like relatives."

Lin Weimin smiled and said, "If I use words to describe it, I think this place should be full of fireworks."

Mark Meng's eyes lit up, "That's right. Lin, you described it so well, 'the world is full of smoke and fire', oh, what a wonderful language Chinese is! The description is both accurate and full of poetic beauty. "

Lin Weimin doesn't quite understand Mark's performance like a dream orgasm. It's just an ordinary description. Is it worth your excitement?

Little Black Yoko also said to Lin Weimin excitedly: "Mr. Lin, you really deserve to be a famous writer, and you really speak well!"

Lin Weimin could only attribute their emotions to the fact that the little laowai had never seen the world.

"Yoko, don't use idioms indiscriminately if you have nothing to do in the future. The idioms in our country are all based on allusions. It's a bit exaggerated to use the words 'exported into chapters'."

"Then what idiom should I use?" Little Black Yoko asked cutely.

Lin Weimin thought about it.

Damn, the vocabulary is too scarce, and I can't find a substitute idiom.

"It's not important, in short, just don't use idioms indiscriminately."

Little Black Yoko thought he was making a fool of himself, and his face became serious, "Mr. Lin, I feel your reminder. It seems that I still have a lot of room for improvement in my Chinese attainments. After I go back, I must read your works again."

I didn't mean that!

Lin Weimin looked at Little Hei Yoko's serious face, and swallowed the words he wanted to explain.Forget it, don't explain it anymore, the more you explain, the darker it becomes.

At the end of the day's play, before Lin Weimin, Mark Meng and the group left, Mark Meng held him back.

"Lin, the last time you published "Knives Out" in the "Ellery Quinn Journal of Reasoning" received a good response, and their editor sent a request letter. But it has been a few months since I got here It’s happened before, are you interested in writing another one?”

(End of this chapter)