red art soldier

Chapter 480 I also have a personal assistant
After Ye Chen came back from the Longzi border post, he went directly to the academy. At most, Sister Hui knew about this matter, but for some reason it spread to the academy.

Originally, the college was already on vacation. After such a incident, Professor Yang Zhengwen, the dean of the Department of Literature, was waiting for me in the college. If he didn't go, he would be too proud. Chen didn't want to go to collect it, even though Cherdome had invited him many times.

But now that the school also knows that he is going to receive this award, the meaning is different. Ye Chen is not the kind of person who can't understand it. Now that this is the case, let's go for it!

Professor Yang Zhengwen, Ye Chen has seen it but is not familiar with it, but he has admired his name for a long time, because Professor Yang Zhengwen is an old professor who enjoys national treatment, and he is also the honorary name of the Huaxia Screenwriters Association. Chairman, there is no need to list the titles of other XX research associations, etc., just a national professor who enjoys special allowances from the State Council is enough to be admired.

If these titles are false titles, then he has brought out no less than twenty screenwriters, large and small. Among them, Zhu Hongqi, a screenwriter with the theme of the Anti-Japanese War all over the country, is his proud disciple. The senior screenwriters Meng Changjie, Mu Xiaofeng, and others are all his proud disciples of the old man, so the old man with gray temples in front of Ye Chen is not an ordinary person.

Ye Chen walked up to the old man, looked at the kind old man and said, "Hello, old man Yang, I am Ye Chen, I kept you waiting for a long time, the traffic in Longzi County is not good, I will come to look for this one as soon as I get off the train." Don't worry, you can rest assured that I will go to the Meaux Literary Award, how can I say that Master Cherdormon and I have forgotten our friendship, we can't save his face, can we?"

Yang Zhengwen looked at Ye Chen, listened to what he said, and kept shaking his hands. Ye Chen's words were simply too irritating. The Mocheng-Penne Literary Award is the largest literary award in Northern Russia, but it has never It has been announced to the outside world, but this time it is actually going to be awarded to Ye Chen. This is already a great honor, and it is also the beginning of Huaxia literature's entry into foreign literature. It is also for Ye Chen's "Haiyan" that the poetry award is listed separately. For the first time ever.

Yang Zhengwen had never heard of this matter before. He only knew that there was a Huaxia poem that was favored by Qierduomeng, but he didn't pay attention to that person's name, because he didn't believe that besides being proficient in songs, Ye Chen in front of him actually had With this kind of literary skills, he couldn't help but look at Ye Chen a few more times, and kept nodding his head.

Yang Zhengwen liked this kid more and more, so he smiled and said, "Ye Chen, do you have time to come to my class?"

Ye Chen was still thinking about how to communicate with this Professor Yang, but now, this Professor Yang actually started digging.

"Mr. Yang, I like literature very much, but now I still have several films to make. I will definitely attend your class next semester. Don't worry about this, and the Meaux-Penne Literature Award this time, I Ye Chen will also win glory for our Huaxia, and if anyone doesn't agree, I'll fight until they accept!" Ye Chen said to Yang Zhengwen very sincerely.

Yang Zhengwen was stunned. If he refuses to accept it, you still want to beat others to accept him. Isn't it just looking for trouble?

"Xiaoye, we are now going to win glory for the country, not to fight. To be honest, the Meaux-Penne Literature Award, the highest award in Northern Russia, is also one of the highest awards in world literature. You can get this award , on the one hand, it is your strength, and on the other hand, there is the strong recommendation of Master Cherdormon. Without his strong recommendation, if your poem wants to become a world-class famous poem, it still needs to go through countless years of accumulation And inheritance, you, don't make trouble for nothing, a literati will start fighting at every turn, I really think you are a grandson born in the world!"

Let's start the fight and return the grandson to the monkey. What does Mr. Yang think of himself!

"Old man, you made a mistake! I didn't go to fight, I mean, after I went, a foreigner won the highest award in their country, and it was the first award in history that they would definitely be rivaled by them. Deal with it The best way for the enemy is not to use his emotions to reason, but to show his fists and use his own strength to defeat him. Of course, this strength is not everyone, but a literary contest. Aren't they dissatisfied? I will If you beat him to his knees, at worst, give them a Zhuge Liang tongue battle against the Confucians, and let them lose their hearts!"

When Yang Zhengwen heard it, the boy's tone was not small, but thinking of the few poems by Ye Chen that he had seen before, each capital was very good. This time, the few poems selected by the Beijing Poetry Association included Ye Chen's There are a few of them, and they are all high-quality masterpieces. It is not an exaggeration to call them masterpieces handed down from generation to generation.

"Okay, okay, don't be too crazy, kid. You really don't treat those people abroad as solid food. You don't understand Russian. If you communicate in English, it may not be popular in their homeland. So, I want to call you an assistant. He Proficient in multiple languages, I can be your companion, do you think you need it?"

"Personal translation!"

This salary is a bit high!
Ye Chen was a little happy in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. Now he is quite proficient in both English and Russian, so for him, it doesn't matter whether he has a translation or not.

"Yes, the private interpreter. He has nothing to do right now. It just so happens that you go out this time to see the world, and by the way, meet Master Cheldomon."

Yang Zhengwen spoke very bluntly. It is true that he was looking for an interpreter for himself. On the other hand, he also wanted to do something private for the interpreter he found, that is, to meet Master Cherdemon.

This old man Yang Zhengwen is nice, so Ye Chen didn't refuse him, and said with a smile: "That's no problem, just give me a personal assistant! I can speak Russian, but I can't handle some entertainment, can I? Let Let him deal with it for me!"

When Ye Chen spoke, he looked a little flustered, because he had never participated in such a big award ceremony, not to mention that this was the first time he had gone abroad in his past and present life, so it was strange that he was not excited. On the other hand, he promised Yang Zhengwen, There is also his own selfish thought, that is, he doesn't understand the current etiquette in Northern Russia, and with an assistant, he doesn't have to worry too much about his mistakes.

"Okay, then I will ask him to come to the school to find you tomorrow. I will give him your dormitory room number, and remember to call me when you have time!"

After Yang Zhengwen finished speaking, he gave Ye Chen a business card. Looking at Yang Zhengwen's back, Ye Chen couldn't help but feel emotional.

When I get old, I have to work harder. I can’t live in a muddle anymore. This time I’m going abroad. Now that I’ve gone, I have to be ready for the challenge.

"My little friends from Northern Russia, I'm here, Lao Ye!"

(End of this chapter)