Before dinner in the evening, Su Tong and the others took Yu Hua to play egg-cracking for a while.
When the card game was over, Han Dong still said: "Now that I am addicted to playing cards, and I usually can't find poker friends, I can only enjoy myself when I have dinner with you."
Bi Feiyu smiled and said: "What's so difficult about this? If you have time, just go to Jinyi. It just so happens that Yu Hua is here now, so we can share a table together."
"Going to play cards specifically? It's not good for me to drag you three busy people along with me."
Su Tong threw a cigarette to Han Dong, "Old Han, you are always so sour when you talk."
Han Dong took the cigarette and said with a smile: "Haha, it's not sour anymore, it's not sour anymore. But I really want to go to Jinyi more in the future, not just to play cards. I stayed at the Cucumber Garden Poetry Reading Club for a while today, and I found that Jinyi
All the art students are very poetic. Especially the young man named Jia Zhangke, he has very good taste."
Several other people looked at each other and smiled. Today Han Dong was flattered countless times at the poetry reading club, and the main flatterer among them was Jia Zhangke.
During the last meal, Yu Dong told Han Dong that there was a student in the class who particularly liked his poems. He also said that he would find time to meet him, but he never found the opportunity. This time I went and found that Yu Dong was pretty good at what he said.
To be honest, Jia Zhangke liked him to the point of being crazy.
How crazy is that?
Han Dong published many poems, some well-known, some unknown, some of which Han Dong himself could not quite remember, but Jia Zhangke knew them all so well that he could memorize them word for word.
Even when chatting, Jia Zhangke talked about a poem, and Han Dong had to think about it for a long time.
Most people in the world are like this, willing to be with someone who likes them. Everyone says it is not good to wear a high hat, but they are all willing to wear a high hat.
During the meal, Su Tong first mentioned "Soft Knife" and complained to Yu Dong, saying that he should not have given "Death of a Widow" to Cheng Yongxing at that time, causing them to miss out on a good novel "Zhongshan".
Later he mentioned "Alive" because "Alive" will also be adapted into a movie.
Speaking of "Alive", Su Tong sighed again: "How come the novel published in "Harvest" was so easily adapted into a movie?"
Han Dong smiled and said, "You are in no position to complain about this."
"Why do I have no position? I am the editor-in-chief of "Zhongshan". Isn't this position enough?"
"I said you don't have a stand, so you don't have a stand. Let me ask you, where was your "Wives and Concubines" published?"
Su Tong stopped talking.
His only novel adapted into a movie was published in Harvest, and when the novel was published, he himself was the editor of the magazine.
In fact, Su Tong brought up this topic because he wanted to convey something to Yu Hua.
Everyone knows that Yu Hua has a close relationship with "Harvest". When the main works were published, the first thing that came to mind was "Harvest". But now that Yu Hua has come to Jinling, Su Tong thinks that those who are closest to the water will get the moon first.
Pull Yu Hua here and ask him to think about "Zhongshan" when he has a work.
Yu Hua naturally understood what Su Tong meant, but he thought it was not easy to talk about this at this dinner, so he smiled and said: "You have all seen the current trend, film and television adaptation is a tiger, it has suddenly entered the literary world
Circle. I’m afraid we really have to think about whether we should stick to it or make adjustments.”
"Where do I start with this? These film and television adaptations are not the result of adjustments," Han Dong said.
"Teacher Han, you can't just look at the present. According to the current trend, future film and television drama adaptations will be different from now." Bi Feiyu said.
Bi Feiyu is closest to Yu Dong and Jimmy, so he knows more about film and television adaptations than the other people. When communicating with Yu Dong and Jimmy, he can feel that future film and television adaptations will be related to
Literature will fade away.
When it comes to film and television adaptations, he is rather optimistic about Yu Dong's less literary works.
However, Bi Feiyu did not feel the need to adjust. He continued: "I think we should not focus on film and television adaptations. We should maintain a normal mind. It is good to have adaptations. If there are no adaptations, we still have to stick to the literature aspect.
."
Yu Hua, who raised this question, nodded in agreement: "Yes, we still have to stick to it."
"Since you already have the answer, why are you still asking and deliberately testing us?" Han Dong smiled and looked at Yu Dong again: "I saw an article in "Yangcheng Literature" today saying that you selected the name for a new novel.
The name "Xiangxi" actually refers to the Eastern Expedition of the Shaanxi Army, and it is written in a serious way."
""Yangcheng Literature", I don't pay much attention to it, who wrote it?" Yu Dong asked.
"Liu Fahao, have you heard of it?"
"It sounds familiar, but I can't remember where I've heard it before."
Su Tong smiled and said, "Someone published an article in "Yangcheng Literature" criticizing your "Mending the Sky" before, and it was Liu Fahao."
Yu Dong suddenly realized, "It turns out to be him."
Yu Hua asked with interest: "Why, it sounds like there are not only new grudges, but also old grudges?"
"There are no old or new grudges. Just a few months after "Mending the Sky" was published, and when I was still unknown, Liu Fahao published an article criticizing me. He probably said that my article was reactionary, but specifically
I don’t quite remember the details,” Yu Dong said.
"Reactionary people are reactionary in everything they see. Who here has not been criticized as being reactionary?"
Several people glanced at each other and saw that it was true. Even Han Dong, a poet, was not immune. Then they laughed together.
After laughing, Yu Dong returned to the topic, "The editor of "Contemporary" He discussed the title of the book with me before, because I was worried that someone would deliberately link it to the Shaanxi Army's Eastern Expedition, but in the end I persisted.
change."
"That's right if it hasn't been changed. Why should we change the title of the book just because of the Shaanxi Army's Eastern Expedition? If that's the case, don't use East, West, North, and South anymore." Yu Hua said.
Bi Feiyu nodded, "I think it's right not to change it. When Yu Dong wrote this book, I paid more attention to it because I lived close by. The name Li Xiangxi was decided from the beginning. At that time, there was no Shaanxi Jundong.
Conquer this thing."
Su Tong smiled and said: "This Liu Fahao is a mangy dog. He is just trying to sow discord. Just ignore him. As long as Shaanxi writers don't take it seriously, he won't be able to cause trouble."
"Then what if some of them take it seriously?" Han Dong asked.
"Take it seriously, let it be a small quarrel. If it gets to the stage, in the worst case, just accompany them and scold them."
Although Su Tong didn't say it explicitly, the meaning was obvious. Grouping can be found in every industry, and the circle of writers is no exception. If the Shaanxi Army really grouped together to cause trouble, they would certainly not be afraid.
Of course, this possibility is relatively small, and everyone is not stupid.
…
Shaanxi writers did not speak out, but public opinion still rose. In the past two years, domestic newspapers have been a bit chaotic, and a lot of news openings have been opened, so there is a soil similar to entertainment news.
On one side are the rising group of Shaanxi writers, and on the other side are the suddenly popular and commercially popular fried chickens. If the two sides could come to blows, it would really make the hearts of domestic media people happy.
When Xu Zheng went to Shanghai Renyi early in the morning, he saw Zhou Rui, a senior at Renyi, holding a newspaper and giggling, and muttering, "It's time to start, it's time to start."
"What's going on?" Xu Zheng came up behind Zhou Rui and asked.
Zhou Rui was startled, turned around and saw Xu Zheng, and said angrily: "Xiao Xu, why can't you walk without making any sound?"
"Brother Rui, it's not that I don't make any noise when I walk, it's that you are too engrossed in reading the newspaper. What are you reading?"
"Big news." Zhou Rui pointed to the newspaper with a smile, "Yu Dong is going to fight with the Shaanxi Army. I felt something was wrong when I read "Xiang Xiang" before. I didn't realize it at the time. The title of the book is a bit interesting.
ah."
"Yu Dong?" Xu Zheng heard the familiar name. As for the Shaanxi Army, he had never heard of it.
Just listening to Zhou Rui's words, it seems that Yu Dong is quite famous.
"Is this Yudong famous? And who is this Shaanjun? Is he also a writer?"
Zhou Rui was amused by Xu Zheng, "Shaanjun is not a writer, it is a collective name for a group of writers, which refers to writers from Shaanxi. For example, our writers in Shanghai can be said to be Shanghaijun."
"Why does this group of writers sound like they're going to war?"
"It's interesting to call it this way. Also, don't you know who this Yu Dong is?"
Xu Zheng really didn't know how to answer this. Let's say he didn't know. He had met her twice and knew that she was a writer. But if he said he knew, he only knew that Yu Dong was a writer.
"Brother Rui, please tell me."
Zhou Rui shook his head, "You're still a student at the School of Drama, so you don't usually pay attention to movies? You know "Soft Knife", right?"
"I know, I've also seen Director Zhang's movie. The protagonists are Gong Li and Li Xuejian. Although it's a new movie, it's quite famous. Our teacher said it's just bad luck, otherwise we would definitely win it in the three major festivals.
prize."
Zhou Rui said with a faint smile: "Then do you know who wrote "Soft Knife"?"
"Isn't it Liu Heng? He is a screenwriter."
"I mean the original work of this movie... By the way, the original work is called Death of a Widow... Oh, Death of a Widow, do you know who wrote "Death of a Widow"?"
Xu Zheng said tentatively: "Yu Dong?"
"That's right. So, you kid's observation is still not careful enough. The same goes for your teacher. Since "Soft Knife" was mentioned, why not talk about the original work... That's right, maybe your teacher doesn't know much about literature either. Alas,
Those of us who study drama should know more about literature. Don’t think that just because you have read Shakespeare, you will understand literature. It’s not the same thing, you know?”
"Yes, yes, yes." Xu Zheng nodded repeatedly, and then asked: "Then Yu Dong is famous because of "Death of a Widow"?"
"You seem to be interested in Dongting."
Xu Zheng thought for a while and said, "I seem to know him."
Zhou Rui pouted, "I still know him. There are many people who know him. Ask our theater teachers, how many of them have never heard of him?"
"No, I mean I have met him and chatted with him."
"Real or fake, not the same name?"
Xu Zheng shook his head, "I'm not sure, anyway, he said he was a writer. By the way, he is from Shanghai, and he also said he teaches at Jinling Art Institute."
"No." Zhou Rui patted his thigh and said with a surprised look on his face: "Yu Dong is indeed teaching at Jinyi. Tell me quickly what Yu Dong looks like. The information says he is quite young. Just now
A few years after graduation, some news reports said that he was very good-looking."
"It's indeed very good, the kind that would rank high in the acting department." Xu Zheng nodded and confirmed Yu Dong's appearance, "You should be about the same age as me..."
Zhou Rui glanced at Xu Zheng's hat, "Are you referring to before or after hair loss?"
"Brother Rui..."
"Haha, no kidding. Don't you want to get to know Yu Dong? Brother Rui wants to talk to you..."
Xu Zheng found that Zhou Rui was full of energy when he talked about Yu Dong. It seemed that Zhou Rui liked Yu Dong very much, and Zhou Rui was more biased towards Yu Dong when it came to Yu Dong's fight with the Shaanxi army.
This is not difficult to understand, after all, Yu Dong is also from Shanghai.
Listening to Zhou Rui's narration... Xu Zheng actually felt that Zhou Rui's words were a bit subjective, and he praised Yu Dong as a god-like figure.
He swept the literary world as soon as he debuted, went overseas, and established himself as a literary master in just two years. He just opened his mouth.
But no matter what, after listening to Zhou Rui's story, Xu Zheng realized that Yu Dong was not just a small writer as he thought before.
Others Zhou Rui may brag subjectively, but Zhou Rui will not falsify the data. Zhou Rui said that Yu Dong's two books have sold millions abroad, which should be true.
A writer who can sell millions of books will never be famous no matter what.
There was also the book "Resident Evil" that Zhou Rui was talking about. Xu Zheng seemed to have read it before at school, but he didn't pay attention to who the author was.
Seeing Xu Zheng's surprised expression, Zhou Rui said with a smile: "How about it? Do you feel like you are blind and can't see Mount Tai?"
"Brother Rui, you are absolutely right. I wish I could slap myself twice."
"It's because you don't read enough. If you pay more attention to literary news, how could you not have heard of Yu Dong's name? Let alone literary news-" Zhou Rui patted the newspaper in his hand, "Look,
The entertainment section still reports on him. I advise you, if you have the chance, you can find someone to help you as soon as possible. Maybe it will help you in acting in the future. In the future, more and more of his books will be adapted into film and television dramas. You need to have a good relationship with him.
, are you still worried about not having any filming?"
"Brother Rui, I didn't expect so much. Now I just want to perform the play well and learn more from you seniors."
"Don't mess around with me anymore. If you don't want to film, that's a lie. But if you really have a good relationship with him, remember to ask for a few signed books for me. I was very greedy at the last book signing in Chengdu.
There's no way to go." Zhou Rui patted Xu Zheng on the shoulder: "Xiao Xu, do your best, I'm very optimistic about you."
Zhou Rui held the newspaper and left. Xu Zheng stood there stunned. He was really considering Zhou Rui's words seriously and wondering whether he should find an opportunity to meet Yu Dong and build a good relationship.
Chapter completed!