The literary era since 1979

Chapter 237 The First Mao Dun Literature Prize Winner

December 12th, Nanluoguxiang.

On a rare Sunday, Mike and Bai Ruoxue came to Fangyan's house early in the morning. One of them revised "Blood and Sand" under Fangyan's guidance, and the other gave Fangyan one-on-one guidance to learn a foreign language.

You have to learn foreign languages ​​well!
Fangyan gave his desk to Mike and sat on the kang with Bai Ruoxue, facing each other, holding the manuscript of "Saving Private Ryan" in their hands. The book was not long, with only more than 10 words.

"Teacher Fang, this military novel is completely different from your previous "Operation Sword". It is full of humanistic care."

Bai Ruoxue turned to the last page of the manuscript.

“Because the types are different.”

Fangyan said that "Operation Sword" is a military fantasy that combines war literature and military literature, while "Saving Private Ryan" and "The Garland" are of the same type, both of which are a combination of war literature and reflective literature.

"And Blood and Sand. Teacher Fang said that I also wrote about war reflections." Mike interrupted, "But Teacher Fang, I still don't understand, is it worth risking the lives of eight people to save Ryan alone? Is this possible?"

“This reminds me of a very classic question.”

Dialect looks left and right.

Bai Ruoxue put down the manuscript paper and heard Teacher Fang say:

"A madman ties five innocent people to a train track. At this time, an out-of-control train is coming towards them and is about to run them over. Fortunately, you can pull a lever to change the train to another track.

But the problem is that the lunatic has also tied a person to the other track, so will you pull the lever?"

"Teacher Fang, is this the 'trolley dilemma'?"

Mike thought of it immediately.

“Yes, it’s the trolley dilemma.”

Dialects allow them to make their own choices.

Should we save five or just one?

Faced with this big ethics question, Mike frowned, thought for a long time, and sighed, "I don't know how to answer this question. It's too difficult."

Then he sighed, "I understand what you mean."

"So in order to avoid this ethical dilemma, Mr. Fang gave a motive, which is that the military sent this eight-member team in order to maintain the 'single survivor policy', and these soldiers took obeying orders as their first duty..."

Bai Ruoxue suddenly realized.

Mike nodded repeatedly. "That's right, there is a saying in West Point Military Academy: 'There is no excuse for execution.'"

Fang Yan smiled and turned around to ask Bai Ruoxue about the translation work.

"Teacher Fang, don't worry!"

"I will do my best to translate this manuscript well!"

Bai Ruoxue held the manuscript in her hands, her eyes full of excitement.

"I'll help, too."

Mike handed over the manuscript of Blood and Sand.

Fangyan flipped through it for a while, then met Mike's gaze and said, "I think you can send it to America as a Christmas gift."

"Ness!"

Mike pumped his fist in delight.

Fangyan thought he would be eager to mail it, but surprisingly, he actually wanted to wait until the translation of "Saving Private Ryan" was completed and then mail it to the United States to Old Mike.

"The time is very tight, are you sure about this?"

"Yes, Teacher Fang!"

Bai Ruoxue and Mike looked at each other, very confident.

The three of them chatted until noon. After eating the sumptuous lunch specially prepared by Yang Xia, Bai Ruoxue and Mike said goodbye and left.

Before leaving, Fang Yan gave each of them a sample issue of Huacheng magazine, which contained the article The Grandmaster Huang Feihong.

"Goodbye, Teacher Fang!"

"Goodbye! Be careful on your way!"

Watching the two people riding away on their bikes, Fang Yan clapped his hands. He was one step closer to the goal of more than 9,000 pieces of calligraphy and paintings.

I couldn't help humming in my mouth:

"First go to Xianyang to be the king, then go to Xianyang to support and protect the government."

…………

The next day, after a long selection process, the first Mao Dun Literature Prize finally announced the list of winning works and writers.

The names of "The Great Qin Splitting" and "Dialect" are prominently listed.

Before the drama Shang Yang came out, some judges on the award committee were still concerned about the issue of dialect inheritance.

After "Shang Yang" came out, there were no more concerns or objections.

Without a doubt, the award committee voted for "The Qin Empire: Rise of the Qin Empire", and it was elected with a high vote!
In addition to Fang Yan's "The Splitting of the Great Qin", works by six other writers including Zhou Keqin's "Xu Mao and His Daughters", Wei Wei's "The East", Yao Xueyin's "Li Zicheng", Li Guowen's "Spring in Winter" and Gu Hua's "Furong Town" also won awards.

In addition to publishing the list of winning works and writers, the Literary Gazette also announced that the first Mao Dun Literature Prize award ceremony will be held at the Great Hall of the People on the 15th of this month.

Once the winning works and the names of the writers were reported, they immediately sparked heated discussions in the domestic literary world.

Major literary and art newspapers reprinted this news.

Major literary and art magazines are gearing up to set up a special column to introduce the "Mao Dun Literature Prize" in the latest issue of their magazines.

At the same time, Fang Yan, as the winning author, also received a call from the award committee, informing him to prepare to receive the award.

"Iwako, congratulations!"

"Teacher Fang, congratulations!"

Since the list was released, Fang Yan has never been idle in the editorial office. No matter whether it is his colleagues in the editorial department of "October" or colleagues in other magazines of Yenching Publishing House, whenever they see him, they will say congratulations.

While playing cards at noon, Lu Yuanchi praised him generously.

"Yanzi has brought honor to our publishing house this time!"

"That's right. Yan Zi is our trump card now." Zhang Shouren smiled and said, "If we are short of manuscripts for any issue, we can ask him for it. It will never go wrong!"

"When the dormitory building in Madian is completed, it would be best to prepare a small house specifically for Yanzi."

Tian Zengxiang grinned and said, "Let's take turns blocking his door so that he can stay in the room and write his novel."

"Old Tian, ​​you are really a 'Tian Ba ​​Pi'!"

Fangyan couldn't help but smile bitterly, did you hear what others said?
"Hahaha!" In an instant, the whole room burst into laughter.

The Mao Dun Literature Prize has been awarded for some time. The topic of whether dialects can win the prize has always been the focus of everyone in the publishing house. Now the dust has finally settled.

Such a young winner of the Mao Dun Literature Prize!

Everyone finds it unbelievable when they hear this, as many people have children around this age.

But when you look at your own children and then look at the dialect, you can instantly understand what "other people's children" mean.

After the card game was over, Fangyan took advantage of the time he had left for lunch and slipped to the nearest coin-operated public telephone booth.

Uncle Qin must not be allowed to hear the call to Gong Xing.

"Hello, I'm looking for Gong Xing."

"I'm her cousin, and there's something going on at home that I need to tell her."

"Okay, I'll wait a moment."

After a long time, the call finally got through.

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

Gong Xing's voice is as gentle as the trickling of spring water.

Fang Yan felt itchy inside, "Cousin, it's me."

"Hey, cousin, come to my group~"

As soon as Gong Xing heard that it was her cousin looking for her, she already knew it was dialect, which was the secret code between the two of them.

Originally, we were discussing about "cousin" and "cousin", but I strongly opposed it and I had to suppress him in this regard!
"I am concerned about you, don't you know?"

The dialect is flowery.

The breath on the other end of the phone stagnated, and one could even feel Gong Xing's shy and rapid breathing spraying on the microphone.

Ten seconds later, Gong Wei replied in a coquettish voice: "I am dying. If you keep talking nonsense, I will ignore you!"

"Ahem, I won't tease you anymore."

Fangyan shared the good news of winning the first Mao Dun Literature Prize.

"Oh, that's great!"

Gong Xing was stunned at first, but then he was sincerely happy for him.

In previous letters between the two, Fangyan occasionally expressed his concern between the lines that "The Qin Empire: Fission" would not win the award.

"It doesn't matter whether my other works, or even future works, can win awards." Fang Yan smiled and said, "As long as this novel wins an award, I will be satisfied."

"Uh-huh."

Gong Xing understood what he meant.

When the two were dating, Fang Yan confessed a lot to him, including that he was Shen Yanbing's last disciple, so he understood too well the position of "The Great Qin Splitting" in his mind.

Sharing happiness can bring double happiness, not to mention sharing it with Gong Xing, it is simply super double.

Gong Xing felt Fang Yan's heartfelt excitement and ecstasy, and Fang Yan could also find warmth and appreciation from Gong Xing.

After a while, the two calmed down.

"'Happy Bachelor' has already been filmed."

Gong Xing was not in a good mood, "Next I have to prepare for "Under the Bridge"."

Fangyan couldn't help but be surprised that the project of "Under the Bridge" was actually restarted.

"Mr. Wu and Director Bai said that thanks to Shang Yang, the wind direction has changed again, and the situation is favorable for Under the Bridge."

Gong Xing said: "I had already thought about it. Once the film is finished, I will go to Yanjing."

Fang Yan smiled and said, "Come to Yanjing to see me, right?"

Gong Xing replied shyly: "You wish, no, I want to watch Shang Yang."

"If you want to watch Shang Yang, I'll take you there."

Fangyan joked: "After all, you still want to come and see me."

Gong Xing blushed, twirled the telephone line with his fingers, and sighed quietly, "But I can't go now."

“If the water doesn’t flow to me, I will swim to the water.”

Fangyan said that Li Cunbao is currently writing the script for "The Garland under the Mountain".

By then, I could take advantage of the script revision meeting at the Shanghai Film Studio to accept the invitation and go south.

"Really!?"

When Gong Xing heard that he could come to Shanghai again, he was surprised and happy.

"of course it's true."

Fang Yan looked very hurt. "I have thought of all kinds of ideas to meet you. Do you think I should be rewarded?"

"How dare you say that? I haven't even punished you yet!"

Gong Xing laughed and scolded: "We agreed to say the second half of the sentence in person, but in the end you said the first half of the second half, and where is the second half of the second half!"

Fang Yan said: "Hey, rewards and punishments are not contradictory."

The phone call lasted more than ten minutes.

It was not until Zhang Yu's voice suddenly came from the other end of the phone that Gong Xing reluctantly hung up the phone with Fang Yan.

"Cousin, I'm hanging up. Come and play when you have time."

"Sister Gong Xi, when did you get a cousin?"

Zhang Yu glanced at Gong Xian, then at Zhao Jing.

"How should I answer your question?"

Gong Xing rolled her eyes and used 100% of her acting skills to calmly deal with her girlfriends' doubts.

Zhao Jing narrowed her eyes. As a married woman, she smelled a strange yet familiar smell.

(End of this chapter)