Literary Master 1978

After mid-June, the weather in Yanjing is getting hotter and hotter.

During lunch break, many students will run to the shore of Weiming Lake. In summer, it is always cooler to be near the lake and shaded by trees.

Of course, in addition to the shore of Weiming Lake, the library is also a good place for Yanjing students to cool off.

Except for the Sunshine Hall, most places in the library are very cool.

In the evening, when Lin Chaoyang got off work, he felt a heat as soon as he came out of the library.

When passing by the playground near the south gate, a group of people were playing basketball, and suddenly someone shouted to Lin Chaoyang.

He stopped his bicycle and saw Liu Zhenyun running out of the crowd.

He was wearing a pair of army green military pants and a red hurdle vest. He asked with sweat on his forehead: "Chaoyang, when are you free? I want to ask you about the creation of stream-of-consciousness literature."

"I am always free, but you may not be free, right?"

The reason why Lin Chaoyang asked this was that besides a group of young men in the basketball court, there was also a girl who looked familiar. Lin Chaoyang remembered that she seemed to be a classmate of his sister-in-law.

When Liu Zhenyun ran towards him, the girl's eyes followed his figure.

Liu Zhenyun followed Lin Chaoyang's eyes and saw the girl. He showed a shy smile on his face.

"That's my fellow villager."

"Fellow villager!"

Lin Chaoyang's tone was a bit teasing, which made Liu Zhenyun even more embarrassed.

Seeing that he was a little shy, Lin Chaoyang said, "Okay, it depends on your own time. If you don't have enough time in the library, you can come to our house. It's not convenient for you to come back at this time, so it's better to go on weekends."

"Okay."

After the two separated, Lin Chaoyang had just arrived at the school gate by bike when someone called him again.

"Brother-in-law!"

Tao Yumo caught up with him on a bicycle, "Why didn't you wait for me?"

She caught up with Lin Chaoyang, and the two rode their bicycles to the Overseas Chinese Apartment.

Tao Yumo's bicycle had just been bought for less than half a month. During this period of time, there was no one in the Tao family who was more chic than her. Langrun Lake Apartment, Yanda Dormitory, and Overseas Chinese Apartment took turns to favor her, but this also caused a problem.

It was okay when she was in Yanda, but it was quite troublesome to go back and forth to the Overseas Chinese Apartment every time. Either she borrowed Lin Chaoyang's bicycle, or she took the bus and walked.

So starting last month, Tao Yumo had been asking her father to buy her a bicycle.

The reason she used was also very legitimate. When her sister Tao Yushu went to college that year, her father bought her a bicycle.

Of course, her sister also paid part of the money, but most of the money and bicycle tickets were paid by her father.

Now it's her turn, she can't be partial to one and neglect the other, right?

Buying a bicycle is easy for the Tao family, but bicycle tickets are a little more difficult to get.

It took several days for Tao's father to get a bicycle ticket for Tao Yumo, and then she became a car owner.

With a bicycle, Tao Yumo's life is more chic and moist. She shuttles between Yanda and the Overseas Chinese Apartment every day, and she never gets tired of it.

Especially recently, the weather is getting hotter and hotter, she almost lives in the Overseas Chinese Apartment, because she can take a hot bath here every day.

In the hot summer, is there anything more refreshing than this?

The two returned to the Overseas Chinese Apartment. Tao Yushu had just returned home and was cooking. Tao Yumo went to help very consciously.

When the meal was almost ready, the phone at home suddenly rang.

The call was from the security office, saying someone was visiting. It turned out to be my brother-in-law.

When he went upstairs, he complained, "It's really inconvenient to come to your house. It's like working in a government office."

The Overseas Chinese Apartment has strict access control. Unless you come in with the owner, you have to register and call to confirm. After all, the eight yuan a month property fee is not wasted.

The Overseas Chinese Apartment also provides each household with a telephone. The telephone is installed to facilitate communication between the owner and the property. All are internal telephones. Some other overseas Chinese who are not short of money have opened external lines.

Lin Chaoyang's family has almost no need to use the telephone, so the telephone is only an internal line.

After complaining, Tao Yucheng talked about business.

"Li Tuo will move next week, let's go to support him."

"Okay!"

When Lin Chaoyang moved before, Li Tuo brought gifts to congratulate him, and it was Li Tuo who helped Lin Chaoyang buy a bicycle. People are moving to a new house, so Lin Chaoyang should naturally go to congratulate them. Reciprocity is the norm.

After Lin Chaoyang agreed, he asked about the reason for Li Tuo's move.

Li Tuo's family used to live in a bungalow near Xiaoxitianer. Zhang Nuanxin was a director at Yanjing Film Studio, and that bungalow was the dormitory of Yanjing Film Studio.

The reason why Li Tuo moved this time was because he won the first National Excellent Short Story Award last year and became a resident writer of Yanjing Literary Association, and was allocated a house.

The house is near Dongdaqiao in Chaoyang District. The area is not large, but it is a tube building, which is better than the bungalow in Xiaoxitianer.

The two chatted about Li Tuo's family affairs. Tao Yushu brought the food to the table, and Tao Yucheng sat down very naturally.

Now that we are here, how can we leave without eating!

While eating, Lin Chaoyang asked: "Yumo, what is the name of the female classmate who always walked with you before?"

"Brother-in-law, are you asking about Guo Jianmei?"

"Oh, Guo Jianmei!" Lin Chaoyang nodded in understanding.

Tao Yumo asked curiously, "Why are you asking about her?"

"Nothing, I saw her at the basketball court today."

Tao Yumo instantly caught the key information in Lin Chaoyang's words, and the gossip fire in her heart burned.

"Basketball court? She went to the basketball court? With whom?"

"Liu Zhenyun!"

"Him!"

Tao Yumo had some impression of Liu Zhenyun, small eyes, thin lips, 77th grade Chinese Department, and had a good relationship with her brother-in-law.

"Why did Jianmei fall in love with him?"

Lin Chaoyang teased: "Why? Do you have to agree with her to fall in love?"

"That's not what I meant. Jianmei looks good, but it's a pity that she is with Liu Zhenyun."

"You judge people by appearance at such a young age!" Tao Yushu scolded his sister.

Tao Yumo said unhappily: "What do you mean by judging people by appearance? Jianmei has a good education and looks, why can't she find someone more handsome?"

At this time, Tao Yucheng interrupted: "What's the use of being handsome? It can't be eaten, look at your brother-in-law..."

He was halfway through his words, and the atmosphere fell into silence.

"Brother, eat!" Lin Chaoyang picked up a bite of food for Tao Yucheng.

Tao Yumo said: "What's wrong with my brother-in-law? He's so handsome!"

Lin Chaoyang glanced at his sister-in-law. Good, good, young people really have a bright future.

Tao Yucheng glanced at his sister and had a question in his mind.

Is his sister blinded by her talent, or does she have to bow her head under someone else's eaves?

A few days later, Lin Chaoyang came to Li Tuo's new home in Dongdaqiao.

Before he entered the door, he heard noisy voices in the house. After entering, he found that nearly twenty people squeezed into the cramped space, most of whom were young and middle-aged writers in the Yanjing literary circle, and there were also a few editors.

Some of them were people Lin Chaoyang knew, such as Chen Jiangong and Zhu Wei. Some he didn't know, but he had heard of their names, such as Zhang Chengzhi and Zheng Wanlong.

There was also someone Lin Chaoyang knew in the group, Zhao Zhenkai of "Today".

In the past year or so, "Today", founded by Zhao Zhenkai, Mang Ke and others, has been in the limelight in the Yanjing literary and art circles.

Although it has not been able to spread as widely as other publications due to the nature of the publication, the influence and appeal of Today is huge among the young readers of Yenching University, especially the college students.

Due to the influence of Today, a group of writers and poets gradually formed around this folk publication, and Zhao Zhenkai was the leader of this group.

In March last year, Poetry Magazine reprinted Zhao Zhenkai's poem "Answer", and in April it reprinted Shu Ting's "To the Oak Tree". Misty Poetry is gradually moving towards mainstream literary media.

In May this year, Xie Mian published his commentary article "In the Face of the New Rise" on the "New Poetry Wave" set off by Misty Poetry in Guangming Daily. The article gave a very high positive evaluation of Misty Poetry.

Although Xie Mian is only a lecturer at Yenching University, his reputation in the field of modern and contemporary poetry research is not low. He is also the first well-known scholar to support Misty Poetry in the public media. Once the article was published, it naturally attracted widespread attention and discussion in the poetry community.

Nowadays, the development of Misty Poetry in China is very good. As the leader of the Misty Poetry School, Zhao Zhenkai is full of vigor and vitality.

When chatting with everyone, he mentioned that "Poetry Magazine" will hold the first "Youth Poetry Festival" in July. Just by listening to the name, you can know that the so-called Youth Poetry Festival is almost equivalent to the Misty Poetry Festival.

Judging from the current situation, the development of Misty Poetry is indeed very good.

But Lin Chaoyang also knows that in the coming August, Misty Poetry will soon have a long-lasting and fierce confrontation with the mainstream poetry world.

In fact, the confrontation between Misty Poetry and the mainstream poetry world has never stopped in recent years, but now that Misty Poetry is developing more and more prosperously, it will inevitably have a more intense collision with the mainstream poetry world.

Lin Chaoyang is not interested in the debate between the two sides. He is more listening when everyone is chatting.

During the period, Li Tuo mentioned the novel "Lai Zi's Summer" again, and his words were full of praise.

Others also became interested when listening to Li Tuo's praise of the novel.

Not everyone has read Lin Chaoyang's new novel. Some people don't know much about the novel and think that "Lai Zi's Summer" is a copy of Western stream-of-consciousness literature. As they chatted, the topic turned to famous writers such as Faulkner and Woolf.

Today is Li Tuo's housewarming party. Lin Chaoyang didn't think about what to buy. When he passed by their downstairs, he happened to see someone selling watermelons, so he bought two watermelons and brought them upstairs.

Everyone came to congratulate Li Tuo on his housewarming party and bought a lot of daily necessities, which is nothing wrong in itself.

However, it is hot in summer now, and Lin Chaoyang's watermelons can just let everyone "enjoy life in time", which naturally attracted unanimous applause from everyone.

Li Tuo took the watermelon to the corridor water room to calm it down for a while, and after everyone finished the housewarming party, he took the watermelon back and cut it with a knife.

The sweet, cool and thirst-quenching watermelon immediately dissipated the heat on everyone.

After eating and drinking, everyone sat together and talked about literature and creation. The room was filled with smoke, but no one cared.

In a flash, the afternoon passed. Li Tuo suddenly got busy and said he wanted to go to Zheng Wanlong's house to eat noodles with soybean sauce.

A group of people stood up and walked out the door. They walked along Chaoyangmenwai Street to Zheng Wanlong's house on Dongsi 4th Street. After eating noodles with soybean sauce, it was already past six in the evening. A happy day passed just like that.

Two days later, it was already the end of June.

The Tao Yushu sisters became busy, and every day when they got home, they would read and study.

There were more students in the Yanda library than before, because the final exams were coming soon.

That afternoon, it was a hot summer day, and Lin Chaoyang was taking a nap in the library. A note was passed downstairs to him, saying that there was a phone call for him.

He went downstairs to the message room and answered the phone. The person on the other end claimed to be the editor of the "Workers' Daily" and said that their newspaper wanted to reprint "The Wreath Under the Mountain".

These days, it is very common for newspapers and magazines to reprint novels, but "The Wreath Under the Mountain" has been published for almost a year, and it is a bit too long to think about reprinting it.

Although Lin Chaoyang thought so in his heart, he agreed very happily.

The newspaper wanted to reprint the novel, and he could earn royalties again, so why not?

After agreeing to the reprint request of the "Workers' Daily", Lin Chaoyang did not take the reprint of the novel seriously, so he put down the phone and went back to work.

The next morning, while he was at work, Master Xie from the reception desk found the front desk of the lending office again and asked Du Rong to pass him a small note while he was on duty in the library upstairs, saying that there was another call for him.

Lin Chaoyang went downstairs and answered the phone. This time it was from the newspaper office, but it was the Dazhong Daily.

Their purpose of calling was the same as that of the Workers' Daily, and they also said they wanted to reprint "The Wreath Under the Mountain".

Lin Chaoyang would not give away the royalties from the reprint if a newspaper requested to reprint it.

But two consecutive newspapers suddenly wanted to reprint "The Wreath Under the Mountain", and it was nearly a year after the novel was published and the single volume had been sold for several months. He knew without thinking that there must be a reason behind it.

Lin Chaoyang thought about it, called Cui Daoyi, told him about the newspaper's plan to reprint "The Wreath Under the Mountain", and asked: "Do you know what's going on?"

"I don't know, maybe it's because the single volume of "The Mountain" has been selling so well recently."

Cui Daoyi's answer made some sense, but it didn't satisfy Lin Chaoyang.

The two chatted for a few words, Lin Chaoyang hung up the phone, and decided to call Liang Junshu from the Warrior Publishing House again.

After waiting for almost half an hour, Liang Junshu called him back.

"Chaoyang, what do you want to talk to me about?"

"I have something to ask you..."

Lin Chaoyang told Liang Junshu about the two newspapers' plan to reprint "The Wreath Under the Mountain" in succession.

After listening to him, Liang Junshu's hearty laughter came from the other end of the phone.

Lin Chaoyang was puzzled by his laughter and couldn't help asking: "Stop laughing, what's going on?"