Back to 80: My literary life.

Chapter 345 Two young couples parted at the same time

The call came from Zhou Airuo, the then deputy dean of the Lu Academy. He said on the phone that according to the plan, a new literature workshop would be held this year for four months, and he wanted to invite Fang Minghua to Yanjing to give temporary lectures.

"Comrade Minghua, you are talking about avant-garde literature. The book "Contemporary Avant-garde Literature Thoughts and Future Prospects" that you wrote has been used as a teaching material in some Chinese departments of universities. You just talk about this. This is not a difficult task for you, right?"

It is certainly a good thing to be able to go to Lu Academy to teach writers. This in itself is also an affirmation of my own literary theory level.

But I have a lot of things to do now.

The child is just over two months old and needs someone to take care of him. The third part of "The Ordinary World" has not yet been completely completed. Moreover, Luo Bin from Xiangjiang is eagerly waiting to write "The Snow".
I can't leave.

But this was all his own private matter, and Fang Minghua couldn't tell him directly. He just said on the phone that he was young and had insufficient qualifications and abilities. How could he be a teacher for writers?
But Zhou Airuo laughed loudly on the phone and said: "Comrade Minghua, I have seen you in the classroom of our Lu Academy, studying Lu Yao's works and arguing with the Confucian scholars. The arguments are clear and the evidence is solid, unlike some writers who can You can’t talk about it in writing, so don’t refuse.”

In fact, Fang Minghua knows that the vice president of Lu Academy personally called you, and this matter is basically a certainty.

The Luyuan Academy is a unit directly under the Chinese Writers Association, and the provincial Writers Associations are all branches of the Chinese Writers Association. How can you not be politically aware?

Fang Minghua agreed.

President Huang gave him a meaningful look and finally nodded.

Song Tangtang was also a little reluctant to give up.

When he got home, Fang Minghua told his parents and daughter-in-law about the incident. His mother muttered that she asked you to travel such a long distance when your child was young. I wonder what the leaders of the Writers' Association thought.

The two used to be cadres of the county cultural center, and they got married in March 85.

Yu Hua and his recently married wife Pan Yinchun.

"Bai Miao." Fang Minghua replied without thinking, "He can do this job well."

"Yinchun, this is an opportunity, I can't give it up." Yu Hua spoke crisply: "If I want to achieve greater success in writing, I must study. You also know that I have never gone to college, whether it is literature or literature. Theory and knowledge are lacking.”

Zhou Airuo said that a formal notice would be sent to our magazine soon, and the work would be handed over and he would arrive in Yanjing as soon as possible.

"I think you are quite powerful now. You are already a very famous writer in Haiyan."

It's only been half a year since we got together, and they haven't been separated for such a long time after getting married.

President Huang also received a call from Lu Yuan. As the leader, of course he had to take a high stance on this matter and supported Lu Yuan's decision. He just asked Fang Minghua: "Who will be in charge of the editorial department in the four months since you left?"

"And our courtyard house, we have to go and take a look."

After Fang Minghua hung up the phone, he went to find President Huang.

"Minghua, go ahead. Your mother and I will take care of the child. You don't have to worry. After arriving in Yanjing, you have to visit my grandpa from time to time. He has been in poor health in the past two years."

"Don't worry, I'll be there on the weekend."

"Yu Hua, can you not go to Yanjing?" Pan Yinchun couldn't help but ask again.

"That's for sure. If I have time, I'll stay there for a few nights."

But she is a sensible daughter-in-law and cannot delay his career because of family affairs.

Just as Fang Minghua and Song Tangtang were saying goodbye, thousands of miles away in a small town called Haiyan in Zhejiang Province, a young couple was also saying goodbye.

"Bring more changes of clothes."

“You don’t need to bring bedding from home, I’ll call my grandma and ask them to prepare it.

"A very famous writer?" Yu Hua smiled after hearing this: "I won't mention the older generation of writers. Have you heard of Mo Yan? Have you heard of Shi Tiesheng? Or even Su Tong from Suzhou, which is very close to our Haiyan? Not to mention Fang Minghua from Xijing, who is the same age as me, but is now the editor-in-chief of the magazine and the winner of the Mao Dun Literature Award! "

Pan Yinchun had heard of these writers, but only from her husband's mouth.

"Yu Hua, I'm not interested in the people you mentioned. Let's have a decent job in the county and have a lovely baby together. Wouldn't it be better to live a stable life? Why do we have to live an unstable life?" Pan Yinchun Sincere words. "Because I like literature and I want to write better works."

Pan Yinchun was silent.

The next day, Yu Hua carried a quilt on his back and a travel bag, and got on the minibus to Shanghai, and then took the train to Yanjing.

Yu Hua went to Yanjing to study, which was quite a news in Haiyan. This matter first spread in the cultural center, and colleagues couldn't help but flatter her, which gave her a little more face and offset the unhappiness of her husband's departure.

I hope the training ends soon and he comes back as soon as possible.

It took three days for Fang Minghua to board the train to Yanjing. Before leaving, he checked in the Great Wall computer and printer and planned to take them to Yanjing. He also had to write in his spare time.

Arrive in Yanjing at noon the next day.

He was already familiar with the journey here. He first went to the General Administration Courtyard of Huangsi Temple to visit Song Tangtang’s grandfather and grandmother, and had a meal.
It was only in the afternoon that I rushed to the Lu Xun Literary Institute at No. 27 Balizhuang Nanli, Chaoyang to report.

In the office of the dean of Lu Academy, Fang Minghua met Zhou Airuo.

"Minghua, you are finally here. After a hard journey, Zhou Airuo smiled and shook hands with him: "I heard that your wife gave birth to twins or twins? Are you busy at home? I really have no choice but to invite you here. Now Lu Academy is short of teachers. "

"Lack of teachers? No way?" Fang Minghua was a little surprised.

"Don't be anxious, listen to me slowly."

It turns out that after the reform and opening up, the country's cultural undertakings developed vigorously. A large number of young writers emerged in the domestic literary world and achieved certain results, such as Mo Yan, Yu Hua, Chi Zijian, etc. However, they have a common problem:

They are born with deficiencies, have never gone to college, have a low level of cultural expertise, have a shallow knowledge base, and have a single category. They are in a state of anemia, which is very detrimental to their future literary creation.

The country decided to cultivate a group of "scholar-like" writers - Lu Yuan naturally shouldered this responsibility. This workshop is just a temporary move, and a graduate class will be held jointly with Yantai Normal University next year.

"Writers are easy to recruit, but teachers are hard to find." Zhou Airuo continued: "To tell you the truth, in our country, whether it is the older generation of writers or university teachers, the research on the avant-garde literature that is currently popular in the literary world is not systematic and comprehensive enough. , many teachers use the book you wrote as a teaching material. In this case, it is better to let you teach it yourself. "

That's it
Fang Minghua could only say that he tried his best.

"Look at me, I talk a lot and you haven't rested yet." Zhou Airuo apologized: "I'll have someone arrange your accommodation."

Fang Minghua followed a staff member out of the dean's office.

Luyuan is not big, just like a primary school, with a five-story building to the north, a two-story building to the south, and a basketball court to the east, and that's it.

However, although the majong is small, it has all the essentials, including a library and a canteen.

Like Fang Minghua, there are not many teachers who come from other places to teach. Most of the teachers are from Yanjing and work part-time. Therefore, the school does not prepare a special teacher dormitory, it is only on the fourth floor of the five-story building - it turns out The dormitory where the last batch of students lived was to free up some rooms to prepare single rooms for them.

With the help of the staff, Fang Minghua carried his luggage to his room, which was in good condition.

The room is more than 20 square meters and has a separate bathroom.

Beds, desks, bookcases, wardrobes are all available, and there is even a two-section sofa and a brand new washbasin.

"Teacher Fang, the bookcase and sofa are specially prepared for you by Dean Zhou. These are meal tickets. Go to the college's logistics office to get them at the end of every month." The staff member took out a stack of meal tickets from the bag he was carrying and handed them to Fang Minghua. If you need anything, you can go directly to the logistics office. Dean Zhou said that he will take good care of you. "

"Thank you, I don't need it at the moment."

I came here to teach, not to enjoy myself, and the conditions were pretty good.

After simply packing his luggage, Fang Minghua walked around the campus. In fact, it only took about ten minutes before he turned around and returned to his dormitory.

While going up the stairs, I met a few young people chatting and laughing, and Fang Minghua knew one of them.

Yu Hua.

(End of this chapter)