The literary era since 1979

Chapter 255 Please call me "Fang Baiyi"

After CCTV's Spring Festival Gala let Li Guyi sing "On the Banks of Lake Baikal" and "Homesickness", public opinion was in an uproar and the situation was reversed. The conservatives who had previously had the upper hand are now in a passive position.

Guangming Daily took the lead in fighting back and published the article "Li Guyi and "On the Banks of Lake Baikal", which affirmed Li Guyi and Fangyan's exploration in the field of popular music, believing that it was consistent with the direction of reform of the entire era and was a major breakthrough in the field of music.

"Li Guyi's singing style shows that 'each era has its own beauty', and the lyrics written in dialect prove that 'the beauty of an era can be diverse'."

"Some people like passionate military songs like "China｜Soldiers", some like folk songs with regional characteristics like "Hot Girls", and some like gentle and lingering light music like "On the Banks of Lake Baikal". This is the real 'let a hundred flowers bloom'..."

As soon as this report appeared, there was a strong response from society.

Within three to five days, the letters written to Fang Yan, Li Guyi, and the Guangming Daily newspaper would fill a full sack.

Guangming Daily then opened a column titled "Reaction to Li Guyi and the Article "On the Shores of Lake Baikal"" to select letters from readers.

For a moment, offense and defense changed!

Those who clamored that "On the Shore of Lake Baikal" was "decadent music" and a "pornographic song" were criticized by many newspapers.

How ferocious he was before, how miserable he is now.

There was no need for Fangyan to do anything at all, as there were great scholars to debate for him. He went to the post office and called the Guixi Factory.

"Teacher Fang, you are truly amazing!"

Guo Baochang was very excited.

"That Mountain, That Man, That Dog" was a film that went against the will of the world by using the "banned song" "Homesickness" as the movie's interlude. But now the banned song has been lifted, and with the platform of the CCTV Spring Festival Gala, a "homesickness fever" has been set off across the country.

“When is the movie scheduled to be released?”

Fangyan smiled.

Guo Baochang said that the edited version of "That Mountain, That Man, That Dog" is already on its way to the Film Bureau. Once it passes review, it will be screened nationwide as soon as possible to take advantage of the "hometown love fever."

Fangyan then received the specific time, March 3th.

The two chatted for a while and then hung up the phone.

He did not go home immediately, but went to Han Yuemin's tailor shop nearby, and saw many customers coming in and out.

The employees were busy entertaining guests.

Some bought the same "An Ran Clothes" as Liu Xiaoqing for themselves, some bought children's clothing from the Galaxy Children's Art Troupe for their children, and some planned to customize a suit for themselves.

"Yanzi, why are you here!"

Han Yuemin was very surprised.

"Brother-in-law, I need your help with something."

Fangyan asked him to go to the History Museum with him.

"Buying a painting, huh?"

Han Yuemin couldn't help but understand, "When are we going?"

"Early tomorrow morning."

The next day after Fangyan said this, each of them carried a heavy box containing a total of 21.8 yuan.

This is all General Fang’s current belongings.

Han Yuemin carefully arrived at the History Museum and walked into the door of the Foreign Guest Service Department. Finally, his heart was at ease.

"Teacher Fang!"

When the staff at the counter saw that it was Fangyan who came, they immediately became excited and swarmed towards them.

Xu Huachi, who was admiring the paintings, heard the noise, looked over curiously, and asked the accompanying staff: "Who is this person?"

"You don't even know him, Mr. Fangyan."

The staff member replied.

Xu Huachi was greatly surprised, especially when he saw the manager come out with a smile on his face and invite Fang Yan and the others to the inner room. He couldn't help but ask curiously, "Why do you close the door when you are doing business?"

"We wouldn't do this for a small business."

The staff member said: "But big deals are different."

"Big deal?!" Xu Huachi asked, "What kind of rare thing is it that is so mysterious?"

"If it were an ordinary person, I would definitely not tell him."

The staff member, considering that he was Xu Linlu's son, whispered to him that the Foreign Guest Service Department was about to be disbanded and the curator was going to pack up all the calligraphy and paintings in the warehouse and sell them to Fang Yan.

“More than 9000?!”

Xu Huachi's eyes widened with shock.

"No."

The staff member sighed: "How can a writer be so rich that he can take out more than 20 yuan in one go?"

Xu Huachi remained silent, feeling mixed emotions.

I stared at the closed door with my eyes fixed, and inexplicably felt like I had missed out on billions.

...............

"Director, I have lived up to your trust. I have brought the money."

Fangyan put both boxes on the table.

The curator and the manager looked at each other, extremely excited.

"Then Teacher Fang, let's get started."

As they were talking, several salesmen stood in a row, each holding a scroll of calligraphy and painting in their hands.

The curator handed Fang Yan a thick notebook and said, "Teacher Fang, this is the account we have reorganized. Please take a look at it. We will check each one of them. Once we are sure there is no problem, I will ask someone to issue the invoice and you can pay. What do you think?"

"Okay!" Fang Yan stood up and Han Yuemin watched the box for him.

"Clap clap."

The manager clapped his hands.

Then, a scroll was slowly unrolled and spread out on the table.

"This is Qi Baishi's "Pine and Cypress Standing Tall, Seal Script Four-Character Couplet", which is the largest of his paintings...

The seal script on it is the couplet "May you live longer and live a peaceful life", which is also the largest calligraphy work he has ever created."

"it is good."

Fangyan raised his eyebrows. This painting must be worth at least four or five hundred million.

After confirming that there was no problem with the painting, the manager told the salesperson to immediately roll it up, put it in a painting tube, and mark it.

Then, one picture after another.

While looking at the paintings, other staff members were not idle either. They were moving the abacus beads, calculating non-stop.

Clap clap, clap clap.

Time passes minute by minute.

There are more than 9000 paintings, and even if you give one day, you may not be able to see all of them. Fortunately, Fangyan had seen some of them before, but even so, he did not finish them.

Therefore, the curator discussed with Fangyan and decided to pay for and deliver the paintings with verified information, and then continue to check them tomorrow.

"Alright."

Fang Yan didn't ask any more questions, but nodded and said, "Then issue the ticket!"

The manager and several sales clerks had been busy all day, waiting for this moment, and they were immediately delighted.

While the salesperson was busy issuing invoices, Han Yuemin opened the box and took out stacks of money. He handed over the money with one hand and the goods with the other.

"Teacher Fang, I will coordinate two cars to deliver these paintings to you later. Where do you want them to be sent?"

The manager rubbed his hands.

Fang Yan thought about it and decided to send him to the house in Shichahai, where Fang Hong and Han Yuemin were neighbors and could help watch over him.

The two of them sat in the passenger seat of a car and drove all the way to the courtyard house in Shichahai.

Several salesmen jumped off the car, and before they started moving, Fangyan stuffed a pack of Daqianmen into each of their hands.

"Thank you for your hard work later."

"Teacher Fang, you are so polite!"

The staff were so happy that they couldn't stop smiling. They didn't need to be urged by Fang Dialect. They just lifted the boxes of paintings and started moving them into the study, one box after another, more than dozens of boxes in total.

"Good job."

Han Yuemin brought some Arctic Ocean from his home, "Come, drink some soda to quench your thirst!"

"Thank you!"

The staff member tilted his head back, drank the soda in a few gulps, then stood up to say goodbye. Fangyan saw them off to the car and waved goodbye.

"Whoo~"

Han Yuemin exhaled, "Yanzi, it's getting late, why don't you just have dinner at my house and then go back to Nanluoguxiang."

"to make!"

"Brother-in-law, I may have to trouble you for a few more days."

Walking and speaking in dialect.

Next, I will go south to participate in the script seminar of "The Garland under the Mountain" held by Shanghai Film Studio. I must hurry up and get this important matter done before going to Shanghai.

"It's not a bother, it's too formal."

Han Yuemin waved his hand and followed him into the house.

Looking at the boxes being taken away one by one, I couldn't help but ask one more question: "Yanzi, will these paintings really be that valuable in the future?"

"Well, at least it's better than keeping it in a bank."

“Maybe in 20 or 30 years, it will be worth a lot of money.”

Fangyan looked left and right, his heart beaming with joy.

I have achieved at least 100 small goals.

Although it will take twenty or thirty years, it doesn’t matter. General Fang can afford to wait. No matter it is twenty years or thirty years, in short, he can congratulate himself in advance on becoming a “billionaire”.

Fang Xiaojiang! Fang Baiyi!
After having dinner at Han Yuemin's house, he gave the box containing the money to Fang Hong for safekeeping, and walked slowly back home in the night, humming "Look ahead, it's pitch black, it must be the thieves' lair, take me up and kill them all."

"I'm home!"

Yang Xia shifted her gaze from the TV to her son.

Fang Yan nodded, and then heard Yang Xia say that Mike, Bai Ruoxue and Su Ya came to see him this afternoon, but they waited and waited, but he never came back, so they left with regret.

"Mike is back!"

"Yes, he also brought you a gift."

"Let me see."

Fangyan was surprised and happy.

What is surprising is that books can be published so quickly in the United States.

The good news is that the sample book of "Saving Private Ryan" has come out, so the official publication is not far away.

(End of this chapter)