Literary Master 1978

These days, Tao Yu resigned from the book office, and the couple was planning to go to Xiangjiang. Time passed by the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

Things have basically been smoothed out, and we are just waiting for Li Hanxiang's New Kunlun Pictures to issue a letter of appointment to Tao Yushu, and then we can go through the immigration procedures.

Once the formalities are completed, you can leave at any time.

Lin Chaoyang had some free time in the past two days and started planning a new book.

"Crossing Guandong" has been completed for more than a year, and the impact it has had since its publication has been overwhelming. The cumulative sales of magazines and books have approached 10 million copies, and its evaluation has reached the highest level that domestic literary works can reach in recent years.

Moreover, the influence of "Crossing Guandong" has gradually spread overseas, including Hong Kong, Bay Island, Japan...

Although this influence is not large at present, as time goes by, this influence will continue to ferment.

In China, the huge success of "Enter Guandong" not only brought fame and fortune to Lin Chaoyang, but also brought him a heavy burden.

With Zhu Yu from "Crossing Guandong" at the forefront, both the literary community and readers are full of expectations for his next work, and the threshold of this expectation has been raised too high.

Many wise colleagues in the industry can also understand Lin Chaoyang's current situation. Completing such a grand work as "Enter Guandong" will take an immeasurable toll on the writer himself.

Therefore, everyone is talking that Lin Chaoyang may not be able to release a new work in the short term.

Unfortunately, what they don't know is that Lin Chaoyang is different from other writers.

He's hooked!

For more than a year, Lin Chaoyang has not written a new novel, but he has never stopped thinking about ideas and planning for new works.

Last year, Li Hanxiang asked Xu Guanwen about the script. Although Lin Chaoyang was not interested at that time, he had an idea for a new work.

After two or three consecutive days of writing at his desk, Lin Chaoyang gradually clarified the context of the novel. This morning he was just about to officially start writing the text, and he didn't want Li Tuo to rush to his house excitedly.

As soon as they met, Li Tuo asked Lin Chaoyang excitedly: "Chaoyang, I heard that your Yushu resigned due to pregnancy?"

Before Lin Chaoyang could answer his question, Tao Yushu came over with tea. Li Tuo's face was full of excitement. When he asked such a question, Tao Yushu's face darkened on the spot.

Li Tuo suddenly felt guilty, and he carefully said to Tao Yushu: "Yushu, don't get me wrong, I just heard that you are pregnant. Congratulations, congratulations!"

His dry greeting made Tao Yushu too lazy to respond, so he rolled his eyes at him, put down his tea and left.

Lin Chaoyang teased: "Stop doing these silly things. This is Sima Zhao's intention, and everyone on the street knows it."

Li Tuo smiled awkwardly, sat down and took a sip of tea before asking, "This is really too sudden."

Lin Chaoyang said again: "Isn't this just what you wanted?"

Li Tuo said with an embarrassed expression, "Can we not mention this matter?"

"I don't want to mention it, but I have never seen someone like you come to the person concerned to inquire about the situation."

Knowing that he was in the wrong, Li Tuosan smiled and said, "Hey, don't I care too..."

Under Lin Chaoyang's gaze, Li Tuo couldn't tell any more lies, so he had to change the subject and asked, "Then Yushu will be able to raise the baby at home with peace of mind?"

"We may go to Xiangjiang in a while."

"Going to Xiangjiang? Why go to Xiangjiang?"

"I have a cooperation with Li Hanxiang, I guess I will stay there for a while."

Lin Chaoyang's words were half true and half false. It would take at least two or three months for the couple to go to Xiangjiang. This matter could not be hidden from anyone.

But Li Tuo has never been able to hide things. Lin Chaoyang is not afraid of anything else, but he is afraid that the truth will be told to him. When the news spreads, it will become more and more exaggerated, and there will be rumors about him "turning to D and rebelling against G".

That's really yellow mud that falls off your crotch, it's not just shit, it's shit.

Li Tuo nodded when he heard this. Lin Chaoyang and Li Hanxiang had collaborated on "Behind the Curtain", and "Chess Master" was considered a collaboration. It was normal to collaborate again, but Li Tuo didn't understand why he wanted to go to Xiangjiang.

Faced with his question, Lin Chaoyang replied: "This cooperation may be more in-depth."

After saying this, Lin Chaoyang didn't want Li Tuo to ask any more questions and asked, "Why are you here today? Just to inquire about the news and see if there is really no competitor like Yushu?"

"Look what you said, this is all I have?"

"It's not a big deal anyway."

Li Tuo ignored his sarcasm and said, "Isn't it time to award the National Outstanding Short and Novella Awards again? Let's do something different this year?"

"Change the pattern? How to change? Eat a full banquet?"

"Why are we having a Manchu banquet? I think we can expand the size of the salon a little bit?"

Lin Chaoyang looked puzzled, "How can we expand it? Call more editors and critics?"

“Editors and critics can invite some over, and I think we can also invite some literary lovers.

There are many students in major universities in Yanjing who are lovers of Chinese literature, and many of them are potential stars in the future.

We can definitely recruit more people. On the one hand, it can spread the reputation of our salon more widely. On the other hand, it can also increase our influence in the literary world. "

Listening to Li Tuo's words, Lin Chaoyang frowned and asked, "Why do I feel like you want to dig up the roots of the Cultural Association?"

"What do you call this? This is purely a folk activity, just for fun among friends."

"Now people call me 'Chairman of the Folk Literature Association'. If you do this again, will I still be able to explain it clearly?"

Li Tuo laughed and said: "Everyone calls you 'Chairman of the Folk Literature Association' because that is their respect for you. Over the years, our salon has united so many colleagues in the literary world! To put it bluntly, we are united and friendly in the literary world." and development that has made outstanding contributions.”

Seeing that he was getting more and more irrelevant, Lin Chaoyang wanted to refuse, but Li Tuo moved out other people.

"This is not just my idea, Jiangong, Wanlong, Dening... everyone thinks this is a good idea, please share it widely!

Let’s build a platform where writers, editors, critics, and literature lovers can come together and communicate. What a great thing!

Our salon will definitely reach a higher level in the future! "

Li Tuo became excited as he spoke, his eyes shining with infinite longing for the future development of the cultural salon.

Lin Chaoyang only felt helpless. He said, "Why don't you run this salon instead?"

Li Tuo suddenly became unhappy, "What are you talking about? People recognize your reputation and the Xunweizhai brand, so who am I?"

He saw Lin Chaoyang's reluctance and persuaded: "Chaoyang, you have to understand that we are now building a platform. This is not only to expand the influence of our cultural salon, but also for these participants, they will also Beneficial.”

“And if you think about it, nowadays those symposiums, pen conferences, and awards are all done in the same way, with a group of people, but what about us?

From readers to writers, from editors to critics, from magazines to publishing houses, we invite them all. Not only can everyone communicate, but they can also share their knowledge.

You don't need to worry about this, just be your cook...and the landlord. "

Inadvertently, he almost said that he was bald. Li Tuo looked at Lin Chaoyang with an extremely serious expression, "Chaoyang, if this matter is done, your contribution to our Chinese literary world will be immeasurable!"

After saying this, he was afraid that Lin Chaoyang would still disagree, so he added: "This is not my idea alone. Everyone thinks so. Originally, everyone wanted to tell you about this. I said people talk too much." , but I can’t tell, it means everyone is here.”

The implication of his words is that if you dare to disagree, you will never be able to live in peace in the future. We will harass you every day.

Lin Chaoyang finally felt Lin Chong's helplessness in being forced to go to Liangshan. He sighed and said: "You are trying to force me to go to Liangshan!"

Li Tuo said dissatisfied: "What does it mean to go to Liangshan? We are obviously giving you a yellow robe."

After finishing speaking, he felt that the wording was a bit inaccurate, "We are all doing this for the development of Chinese literature!"

After saying this, he felt much more advanced, and Li Tuo nodded with satisfaction.

"Chaoyang, for literature!" Li Tuo's eyes were filled with lofty admiration.

Good guy, this time it was higher than Mount Everest. Lin Chaoyang didn't know how to refuse.

He waved his hand, "Yes, yes! You can get it yourself. Let's first say it, our house is only such a big place, so don't complain when there is no room."

Li Tuo was overjoyed when he heard this, "Do you think we are inviting everyone? Let me tell you, we have planned this."

Li Tuo then told Lin Chaoyang about their private thoughts on the reform of this year's cultural salon.

In recent years, the awarding conference of the National Outstanding Short and Novella Awards has basically been held in late March. The Cultural Salon was held just after the awarding conference. In previous years, award-winning writers were invited to have a meal.

This year, Li Tuo and others were ingenious and extended the time to two days. The first day was still a closed-door gathering of award-winning writers.

There were many activities on the second day. In the morning, there was an exchange meeting with award-winning writers, which was attended by literature lovers from major universities and literary groups in Yanjing.

In the afternoon, there was a forum-type discussion. In addition to the participation of award-winning writers, literature lovers, and critics, Li Tuo and the others had already drawn up a list, including several large publishing houses and magazines in Yanjing. leadership and backbone.

In the evening, there will be a large-scale dinner party. Li Tuo and the others' idea is to make it a Western-style buffet, which will make it easier for everyone to communicate.

Li Tuo talked for a long time, eloquent and spitting. Lin Chaoyang listened to him for a long time, only feeling that the funds were burning.

"You think well, but haven't you thought about money?"

Anyone with work experience should understand that organizing such activities, even if everyone is willing to help, will inevitably consume a certain amount of manpower, material and financial resources.

In two days, there will be at least three meals, each time for more than 20 people. On the second day, there may be dozens or hundreds of people. This is a lot of money. There are also people needed for reception and materials for activities...

Lin Chaoyang put forward his own opinions, and Li Tuo said calmly: "I told Lao Song that the Yanjing Literary and Art Association can provide some financial and human support."

Lin Chaoyang was puzzled, "We run a salon, and the Yanjing Literary and Art Association contributes money and effort. It's not appropriate. Besides, if we let them participate, I'm afraid the taste will change."

Li Tuo said: "It's okay, this matter must still be dominated by us."

At this point, Li Tuo's eyes flashed with ambition, "I plan to talk to Lao Lin again and let "Yenjing Literature" get some blood."

Listening to his words, Lin Chaoyang doubted: "You are not using the salon as a cover to pave the way for yourself to enter "Yenjing Literature", are you?"

After saying this, Li Tuo's eyes flickered, "Look at what you said, my going to "Yen Jing Literature" and holding a salon are not in conflict."

Lin Chaoyang sneered, not wanting to expose his little thoughts.

"The Literary Association is a poor government agency, and this is not an event hosted by them, so I'll pay for it."

Li Tuo's face was happy, but then he felt embarrassed, "This amount of money is not small, how can I let you pay for it all by yourself."

Lin Chaoyang said: "Anyway, I'm the one who gained the reputation, so I'll pay for it."