Back to 80: My literary life.

Chapter 352 351 “Who can summarize this novel with a couplet?”

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Fang Minghua arrived at the restaurant a few days ago as promised.

Basically, they were the people we had dinner with last time, including two girls, Li Hongying and Chen Hong.

When the dishes were all served, Yu Hua filled a glass of wine and stood up and respectfully handed it to Fang Minghua, who was sitting next to him.

"Teacher Fang, I won the award this time because of your help. I want to toast you with this cup."

"You're welcome, it's mainly due to your own talent and hard work." Fang Minghua said with a smile.

However, he still took the wine from Yu Hua and drank it in one gulp.

Yu Hua won the award, and it was his treat. Naturally, he was the focus of the day. Everyone toasted to him to congratulate him. Unfortunately, his drinking capacity was really bad. After a few drinks, his face turned red and his neck became thick. Everyone had no choice but to let him go and let him go if he could drink. Playing in circles, not drinking wine, eating food and chatting.

Fang Minghua adopted the strategy of sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai and not taking the initiative to attack, but he was not afraid of those who came, and everyone drank happily.

Last time Li Hongying took the initiative to drink, so this time everyone didn't let her go and poured wine for her. After a few glasses of wine, her face was like a flower, and her eyes were so bright that the eyes of several men next to her were straightened.

I'm secretly looking at this girl.

Compared with the cheerful Li Hongying, Chen Hong is much quieter and is sitting there quietly drinking "Arctic Ocean" soda.

Hey, why is this guy Yu Hua silent?
Drunk?

It seems that we met in Luyuan.

陈虹
Fang Minghua suddenly remembered that Yu Hua's second wife seemed to be named Chen. He couldn't remember the specific name of Chen.

But just because of this relationship, some people in later generations called him a scumbag.

Friday afternoon is Fang Minghua’s class, and this time he is talking about stream-of-consciousness novels.

Following Yu Hua's gaze, Fang Minghua saw Chen Hong sitting opposite.

His eyes were half-open, as if he was secretly looking at something.

However, in the 1980s, artistic men were so popular.

Fang Minghua looked back and saw Yu Hua lying on the table with his head hanging down, as if he had fallen asleep.

Fang Minghua was thinking wildly and didn't notice that the girl next to Chen Hong occasionally glanced at him.

Fang Minghua didn't stop her this time. He knew that Li Hongying drank a lot, so of course he wouldn't go up and join in the fun.

Could it be this girl in front of me?

its not right.

No wonder some people say that you should never marry an artistic man, especially in the 1980s and 1990s.

But who can outsiders tell clearly about other people’s private affairs?
According to Yu Hua, since he married Chen Hong, although the two lived in a rented house of less than nine square meters in Yanjing, his wife's care and comfort made Yu Hua think deeply and write his masterpiece "Alive" .

Of course, Sichuan girls are all good at little peppers, especially when Li Hongying drinks wine. When she touches Li Tieling's wine glass, she pours it into her mouth elegantly without even frowning.

Obedient.

She has a good eye, this girl is indeed beautiful.

People say that the girls in Shu Province, especially Chongqing, are beautiful, and they are indeed well-deserved.

Standing on the podium, he did not open the lesson plan, but looked at the students in the audience: "I gave an assignment on Monday and asked everyone to read a few books. I wonder if everyone has finished it? If you have finished, please raise your hands. ”

Immediately someone raised his right hand.

Fang Minghua counted in his mind.

Not bad, about two-thirds of people said they had finished it.

Fang Minghua nodded with satisfaction, asked everyone to put down their hands, and continued: "The Spot on the Wall is a work by the famous British female writer Virginia Woolf. Judging from the raised hands just now, most students should have read it, then Let me ask a question now."

“Who can sum up this novel with a couplet?”

Use couplets to summarize stream-of-consciousness novels? ! The students in the audience were stunned.

Damn, that's a little perverted.

You said that using a paragraph to summarize the content of the book is almost enough, but you actually use couplets!

"I will give you three minutes to allow everyone to discuss." Fang Minghua said.

As a result, the classroom was full of students talking in low voices.

Unfortunately, after three minutes, no one raised their hand to answer.

"Then I will announce the answer." Fang Minghua read with a smile: "The first couplet is: The sky is flying, the visions are numerous, and the heart is full of obstacles."

"The second couplet is" Fang Minghua was about to read out the second couplet when he suddenly heard someone say loudly: "Teacher, I thought of the second couplet."

It turned out to be Li Hongying, who stood up with excitement on her face.

"Oh, you say."

Li Hongying cleared her throat and said loudly in her Mandarin with a Chongqing accent: "Thinking about thousands of years, seeing it as thousands of miles away, reveals the true meaning of life."

Ah?
not bad.

It’s this second line!

"Classmate Li Hongying's answer is very correct! We give her a round of applause!" Fang Minghua looked at her with appreciative eyes.

Smart girl.

"clap clap"

There was a round of applause in the classroom.

"Why do I say this couplet? Because it accurately summarizes the content of the novel "The Spot on the Wall", and at the same time, you can also get a glimpse of the characteristics of the stream of consciousness writing method."

"The background of this novel is the First World War. The intensification of contradictions in Western society at that time caused people's psychological disappointment, grief and anger. At the same time, the philosophical trends of this period also had a significant impact on its ideological tendencies and artistic characteristics. Influences include Nietzsche's pessimistic philosophy, Bergson's intuitionism, Freud's psychoanalysis and Jung's collective unconscious theory.

"Reflecting social reality through the conscious activities of the characters in the novel not only shows the true social nature of the work, but also shows the author's unique structural arrangement, which can be called a perfect fusion of theme ideas and formal structure."

Fang Minghua spoke slowly on the podium, and the students listened carefully.

"Hey, Hongying, how did you come up with the second couplet?" Chen Hong, who was at the same table, couldn't help but ask her during the ten-minute break.

"Didn't Teacher Fang already tell the first couplet? Based on his first couplet and the content of the novel, I guessed it."

"I don't really like stream-of-consciousness novels. I always feel baffled and confused." Chen Hong said:
"I like it! Teacher Fang's lecture is so good!"

Seeing the excitement of his deskmate, Chen Hong shook his head helplessly.

I don’t know whether she likes this practice method or Fang Minghua’s lectures?

The week passed quickly, and on Sunday the students in Lu Academy had a rest, especially the students in the workshop. Many of them were coming to Yanjing for the first time. Today was a day off, so they went out in groups to play.

Yu Hua also came to Yanjing for the first time. He and He Liwei were going to visit Tiananmen Square. Of course, it was not interesting for two men to go out, so they invited two girls, Chen Hong and Li Yinghong.

It was also the first time for the two girls to come to Yanjing and they wanted to go out for a walk. It would be much safer to be accompanied by two male students, but Li Hongying said: "How about we call Teacher Fang too? He is fine alone."

Yu Hua had no objection, but He Liwei hesitated and finally agreed.

When four people knocked on Fang Minghua's dormitory door, he was packing his things inside and seemed ready to go out.

Li Hongying sent out an invitation and said she was going to visit Tiananmen Square.

"Teacher Fang, will you come with us too?"

Unexpectedly, Fang Minghua shook his head and declined.

"Sorry, I have to go out and do some errands today."

(End of this chapter)