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Chapter 358 Chapter 357 "Brother, you still understand me"

Fang Minghua also noticed it, with a smile on his face.

It's Mo Yan who's here.

"Editor Fang." Mo Yan greeted.

"Mo Yan, come in and sit down."

Upon hearing that it was Mo Yan, Li Hongying, who was sitting on the sofa, quickly stood up and looked at the man curiously.

We were discussing the novel he wrote just now, and then I arrived?

It turns out that just today, the Chinese Writers Association held the 86-86 National Outstanding Short and Novella Awards Ceremony at the Great Hall of the People. Yu Hua and Mo Yan, the winners of the outstanding novellas, both attended.

The two met at last year's Xijing Writers' Symposium and had a good relationship after living in the same room. While chatting in the middle of the ceremony, Mo Yan heard that Fang Minghua was teaching at Luyuan University recently and decided to follow Yu Hua over for a visit.

"I'll pour you tea." Fang Minghua was just about to find a cup when Li Hongying, who was standing next to him, said quickly: "Teacher Fang, I'll pour you water."

Fang Minghua was not polite either.

"The tea is in the bookcase."

Li Hongying picked up the thermos bottle and poured a glass of water for each of Yu Hua and Mo Yan. Mo Yan took the water glass and said quickly, "Thank you."

"Let me introduce to you. Her name is Li Hongying. She is also a student in the workshop. Mo Yan. Just now he analyzed the article "Happiness" you wrote."

After hearing the other party analyzing his novel, Mo Yan put down the tea cup in his hand and said sincerely: "Comrade Li Hongying, you have read this novel, do you have any opinions? Feel free to mention it."

"Comrade Mo Yan, you're welcome." Li Hongying was an outspoken girl. She had nowhere to sit, so she simply sat by Fang Minghua's bed and looked at Mo Yan and said.

"In terms of writing techniques, this novel is very well written. I just told Teacher Fang that you adopt the second person and collective narrative perspective "we". Such writing techniques are very rare. The advantage of this is: it can make It is particularly shocking for readers to face the master's *** mood and tragic life. In addition, the change of time and space, the jump of persons, and the almost uncontrolled stream of consciousness are all very good now, but..."

At this point, Li Hongying suddenly changed the subject: "But I really don't like the description of some characters in your novel, especially the description of your mother! Look at this paragraph." Li Hongying said, picking up the book "Yanhe" and opening it. After reading a few sentences in the magazine, I couldn't stop reading.

"Tell me, are you blaspheming the image of mother?!"

Facing Li Hongying's question, Mo Yan looked very serious. He picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea silently, but did not immediately refute.

Yu Hua next to him couldn't sit still. He had read this novel!

"Li Hongying, although you said you read this novel written by Mo Yan and seemed to analyze it just now, I don't think you understood this article at all!" At this time, Yu Hua was not as careless as usual. Very serious.

"Oh? Yu Hua, you said I didn't understand this article, so I want to hear your opinion?" Li Hongying retorted.

"Let me take the issue of you blaspheming mother. In our Chinese, it is almost impossible to find another word, a word that can replace or surpass "mother". The two words "mother" in Chinese show Perhaps because of her superiority, the meaning of the word mother has become more and more abstract, and she is often synonymous with a country, a nation, and a famous river."

"Isn't it?" Li Hongying asked.

"Yes, but that's not all! Mother is also a human being first. In "Happiness", the mother described by Mo Yan is a mother who has declined. It can be said that all people have the opportunity to witness the decline of their mother, who once protected her. Our mother needs us to protect her. When crossing the road with constant traffic, it is no longer her holding our hands, but us holding her hands. "It is this kind of mother that makes us have mixed feelings. Only then can we have sympathy and compassion, so that we can give our love endlessly.”

"I admit that what you said makes sense! But he shouldn't describe his mother like that in the novel! He's blaspheming his mother!" Li Hongying insisted on her opinion.

"What you said doesn't sound wrong, but it's a pity that you only read this paragraph." The corner of Yu Hua's mouth curled up, as if there was a trace of disdain.

"The fundamental problem for you, including many people, is that you separated from the complete narrative of "Joy", isolated it out of context, and then thought that Mo Yan had blasphemed his mother!"

"When a girl looks at us with her beautiful eyes, we will all be moved by the beauty of her eyes. But when she plucks out her eyes and shows them to us, we will all be scared to death."

"And you dug this paragraph out of the narrative of "Joy" just like you dug out a girl's eyes!"

Yu Hua changed from his usual careless manner and spoke sharply.

Li Hongying suddenly stopped talking and fell into deep thought.

Mo Yan next to him looked at Yu Hua with a grateful expression, as if to say: "Brother, you still understand me."

Fang Minghua never participated in the debate between the two.

As a teacher, the most correct way is to watch.

Seeing that the two were arguing, Fang Minghua intervened in time: "Okay, today's discussion is over. As the saying goes, there are a thousand Hamlets for a thousand readers, and the same is true for the understanding of this novel."

After saying that, Fang Minghua looked at his watch: "It's almost six o'clock now, Mo Yan." Fang Minghua looked at the other party: "Since you're here, let's talk about it after dinner. I'll treat you."

After that, he said to Yu Hua and Li Hongying: "Let's go together, let's go to the free market."

"Okay." As soon as she heard that Fang Minghua was treating her, Li Hongying immediately felt better and asked Fang Minghua in a tentative tone.

"How about I call Chen Hong? She is from Shanghai and can't stand eating steamed buns every day."

Why are these two girls so inseparable?
Fang Minghua muttered in his heart, but agreed happily: "Okay, you can also call her, we will wait for you at the school gate.

"Okay, then I'll go." Li Hongying ran out of the dormitory quickly.

The five of them were still in the same restaurant where they had dinner before. After everyone sat down, Fang Minghua said with a smile: "When I treat guests from now on, let me tell you a rule first. You are not allowed to talk about literature while eating!"

Li Hongying was unconvinced by Yu Hua's rebuttal just now, and was just about to take this opportunity to argue again, when she suddenly heard Fang Minghua say this rule, she was stunned and blurted out: "Why?"

"Li Hongying, is there only literature in your world?" Fang Minghua smiled.

This?
Li Hongying rolled her eyes and said immediately: "Okay, Teacher Fang, let's not talk about literature, let's drink!"

(End of this chapter)