The literary era since 1979
Chapter 64: Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road
Chapter 64: Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road (for the leader of Changle Weiyangmeng)
After a month's creative leave, Fangyan worked hard and finally completed the entire "The Qin Empire" before the farewell banquet.
The reason why it is not called "The Rise of the Great Qin Empire" is that Shen Yanbing feels that "The Great Qin Empire", although majestic and domineering, has a taste of hegemony. Since the starting point is to support and praise the spirit of reform, it should try its best to remain great and glorious.
Moreover, the country is promoting the "Five Speaks, Four Beauties, and Three Loves", and words such as "empire" and "emperor" are relatively sensitive.
Otherwise, the previous life's "The Great Qin Empire: The World" would not have been changed to "The Great Qin Empire"...
Don't be afraid of trouble, but don't take the initiative to cause trouble and give others an advantage.
Fangyan could fully accept Shen Yanbing's good intentions.
"Your performance really exceeded my expectations."
"I thought it would be great if you could finish the first part of the novel before the end of the semester, but I didn't expect you to have already finished it."
Shen Yanbing closed two thick stacks of manuscript paper.
"Thank you for the praise, teacher."
Fangyan smiled.
"I remember that it took you more than two months from conception to completion. I didn't expect you to write a novel of about 60 words in one go. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes and guided you personally, I would have found it hard to believe that this was your first time writing a novel."
Shen Yanbing couldn't help but sigh, and became more convinced that his decision to take him in as his disciple was the right one.
Fangyan smiled without saying anything. He couldn't say, "Although I wrote more than 60 words in more than 60 days, I actually spent 60 years thinking about it!"
(ps: "Wine Country" has more than 50 words and took 43 days to write)
"Leave this manuscript with me."
Shen Yanbing opened the drawer and put the novel in it.
"Teacher, does that mean my novel has been approved?"
Fangyan rubbed his wrist. There were two volumes, more than 60 words, and it was tiring enough just to write them, not to mention that he had to copy them again afterwards.
"Now, the only thing left to do is some textual work. If you agree, I will do the final touches."
Shen Yanbing noticed his actions and asked, "What do you think?"
"I couldn't ask for more. Thank you, teacher!"
Fangyan felt very cared for and excited.
"It's getting late. We should set off for the training center."
Shen Yanbing closed the drawer and looked at the clock. "Since I got sick and had to recuperate, I haven't gone out for a walk or met with my friends for a long time."
"The car is waiting outside. I'll help you there."
Fangyan handed him the cane.
An old man and a young boy walked out of the courtyard slowly.
At the door, there was a Red Flag sedan specially allocated to the elderly, and a guard was sitting in the driver's seat.
As the car started, the small red flag on the front of the car fluttered in the wind, and it drove unimpeded to the Chaoyang Party School in Jing'an Village.
I saw a piece of paper pasted on the wall not far away, and the words on it read, "Graduation Ceremony of the Fifth Period of the Literature Institute."
Shen Yanbing was leaning on a cane and Fang Yan was supporting him.
Behind him, there are guards keeping an eye on him at all times.
"Hello, Mr. Yanbing!"
Jiang Zilong, Tie Ning and others were talking and laughing, but out of the corner of their eyes they saw Fang Yan supporting Shen Yanbing over, and they immediately became serious.
"Lao Mao! What a rare guest, what a rare guest!"
Ding Ling greeted him with a smile and supported him on behalf of Fang Yan.
Wan Jiabao, Li Qingquan, Qin Zhaoyang, Wang Meng and others also came forward and greeted each other, asking most about his health.
"Lao Mao, how about this student I recommended to you?"
Ding Ling glanced at Fangyan among the students.
"very good."
Shen Yanbing showed a satisfied smile, and when he said in dialect that he had completed the novel, it immediately aroused everyone's interest.
“To link Shang Yang’s reforms with the spirit of reform?”
"Yes, Xu Gang and I read the first half of his book. It is very original and a good piece of reform literature that uses the past to illustrate the present."
"This Xiao Fang always has some creative ideas."
"........."
While reminiscing about the past, Shen Yanbing chatted with them in dialect and his "The Rise of the Great Qin" to catch up in advance.
At 5 pm, the tutors arrived one after another.
Accompanied by their respective students, they visited the institute's residence, and then took photos under a tree in the yard and took a group photo.
"Let's move the chairs and benches!"
"I am coming too!"
Fang Yan, Mo Shen and others ran to the cafeteria and dormitory respectively. Wang Anyi followed Fang Yan and came to their dormitory for the first time.
"this is for you."
Wang Anyi took out the manuscript paper from the canvas bag.
"This is?"
Fangyan took a closer look and saw the first page was titled "Rain, Rustling". He scanned it from top to bottom and said, "This is not the field of children's literature that you are good at. An Yi, do you want to change your mind?"
Wang Anyi nodded: "I saw that you jumped from reflective literature to spy literature, and now you are writing reform literature. I also want to try it. This is the first adult novel I have written."
“Congratulations on taking this new step.”
Dialect gives a thumbs up.
"Thank you."
Wang Anyi smiled and said, "You have all made progress, and I cannot fall behind. This article is a new starting point for my creative career."
Fangyan carefully put away the manuscript and decided to look at it later. The two of them swiftly moved the stools to the tree in the yard and then stood in their respective seats. The tutor and everyone in the institute sat in the first row.
After taking the group photo, the group walked towards the cafeteria.
The party’s kitchen has some of the qualities of an army that can respond to emergencies and fight.
On ordinary days, we eat cornmeal cakes, hawthorn porridge, and bowls of steamed rice. Dishes are stewed in large pots and scooped into a row of enamel basins with a large spoon. Then, the bell rings and the meal begins.
But when the critical moment came, eight cold dishes, eight hot dishes, main dishes and desserts were all served. The cups, plates and bowls for the banquet were also taken out. Although they were not made of fine porcelain with patterns, they were also neatly arranged.
The dining room was suddenly filled with dining tables.
In the middle of a circle of cold dishes stood a bottle of wine.
At the beginning of the dinner, Li Qingquan and others gave a brief opening speech. The students, including Fangyan, were all very reserved. But after drinking, the atmosphere gradually relaxed.
Everyone was very excited and spoke louder.
They clinked glasses and toasted each other, all of them feeling a little tipsy.
“Young friends, let’s meet today.
Rowing a small boat, the warm wind blows gently...
"Oh dear friends, who does this beautiful spring belong to? It belongs to me, it belongs to you, and it belongs to our new generation of the 1980s!"
Jiang Zilong held the cup and sang loudly with Gu Hua and others.
"Clap clap clap."
While the people present were applauding and cheering, someone also suggested a song that fits the situation: now is a separation, not a reunion.
"Iwako must do this!"
"Yes, he was the one who taught us to sing this song."
"Yanzi, come here, sing a song for us!"
Jiang Zilong, Mo Shen and others were drunk and started to make a noise.
Under the gaze of the crowd, Fangyan was not stage-frightened. While drinking to moisten his throat, his mind was working rapidly. What should he sing?
Suddenly, I thought of Luo Dayu.
Then, I thought of "The Story of Time".
But then I thought, there's a line in the lyrics: "yellowed photos, old letters, and faded Christmas cards", which is impossible to sing!
"Yanzi, come one!"
"Yanzi, come one!"
Tie Ning, Wang Anyi and others also joined the crowd to make trouble.
"Iwako, do you have any farewell songs?"
farewell?!
The dialect's eyes suddenly lit up, so let's sing a song called "Farewell".
Huodi stood up and cleared his throat:
"Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass reaches the sky.
The evening wind blows the willows, the sound of the flute fades, and the setting sun is beyond the mountains. "
"What song is this?"
Some students had never heard of it and looked at each other in confusion.
"This is Master Hongyi's Farewell. I didn't expect Xiao Fang to be able to sing this."
Ding Ling blurted out and gave others a simple explanation.
Xu Gang winked at Fang Yan who was interrupted, signaling him to continue singing. Fang Yan understood and sang slowly:
“At the end of the sky, at the corner of the earth, there are only a few close friends.
A pot of muddy wine to end the remaining joy, don't dream of the cold tonight. "
Shen Yanbing, Wan Jiabao, Ding Ling and others listened to the song with nostalgic looks on their faces, and their thoughts seemed to be pulled back to their youth.
"A thousand strands of love, a glass of wine, and the sound of the flute urging us to leave.
I ask you when you will return, and when you come back, don’t hesitate.”
The version sung in dialect is the Long Xun version, not the "A Little Reunion" version.
After the song was over, the atmosphere became quiet and somewhat sad.
Some students had red eyes, and some even had tears in their eyes.
"it is good!"
Ding Ling led the applause.
Shen Yanbing, Wan Jiabao and others who were immersed in their memories were not annoyed by this disturbance, but raised their hands and applauded.
"Whoa whoa whoa whoa."
The applause was thunderous. Wang Anyi wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and then he heard Tie Ning beside him suddenly shout:
"Again! Sing it again!"
"Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass reaches the sky..."
"At the end of the sky, at the corner of the earth, there are only a few close friends..."
The song always ends, and the farewell banquet for teachers also ends. The mentors leave one after another, and the students follow to see them off.
"Xiao Fang, I didn't expect you to be so talented in music. Maybe you can become a lyricist in the future."
Ding Ling took a ride with Shen Yanbing and opened the car door.
Wan Jiabao said dimly, "Yes, and you never know, Xiao Fang has talents in other areas, such as drama."
"No, no, thank you teachers for your praise."
Fang Yan carefully helped Shen Yanbing to the rear driver's seat.
The song "Farewell" sung at the teacher's farewell banquet made the senior teachers' favorable impression of me soar, and their eyes were filled with kindness.
"Buzzing."
Fangyan watched the cars drive away but did not leave immediately.
Follow the large group of Tie Ning, Wang Anyi and others, and send Li Qingquan, Xu Gang, Gu Jianzhi and others to the bus station.
On the dark dirt road, the teachers and students relaxed and chatted. After walking for a while, the street lights came on and cast their long and short shadows on the ground.
The car was waiting at the terminal with its lights dimmed and its doors open.
Fang Yan supported Li Qingquan's ribs and helped him get on the bus. Then he said goodbye to Xu Gang and the others one by one. Until the door closed and the bus left the station, someone in the crowd sang:
"Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is green and endless!"
Everyone sang as they walked back to the training center.
The shadows of the trees were swinging on the ground, and the shadows of people were also swinging.
The cool breeze is reliable, the autumn moon is boundless, and people walk very slowly.
Time goes by so fast.
The dialect training has come to an end, and the next step is to take off.
Thanks for the 400 Starting Coins from Sunny After the Rain and the 100 Starting Coins from Hehe.
(End of this chapter)
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