Su Tong and others discussed market changes, but they were not arrogant. They knew clearly that it is difficult for individuals to change the market.
Moreover, their research on the market has always only stayed at the discussion stage, and no one has ever thought about catering to it. Everyone has their own pursuit of literature.
When Chen Zhongshi couldn't write well, he thought about going home and raising chickens.
But they are different. Yu Dong and Bi Feiyu are still university teachers, Su Tong is the editor-in-chief of "Zhongshan", and only Yu Hua is currently an unemployed staff, but he is not particularly short of money, and he is not good at writing.
Lack of "aggressiveness".
Some people say that Yu Hua's writing is like Hemingway, but in fact his writing attitude is also like Hemingway's. He always hopes to keep himself in a state where he still has some strength left. Once he reaches this state, he doesn't want to write anymore.
Sometimes when Yu Dong was writing in the dormitory, Yu Hua would come to see him.
When they arrived at Yu Dong's dormitory, Yu Hua didn't say anything and just watched quietly. Yu Dong also didn't greet him immediately. He didn't raise his head until he reached the node of writing and asked him: "Have you started writing today?"
Generally speaking, Yu Hua's answer is that he is moved and wants to continue writing, but he has to retain his passion until the next day.
Yu Dong's writing style is different from Yu Hua's. Yu Dong always has passion. No matter whether it burns up first, he is never afraid that he will not have passion the next day. If there is no passion the next day, then wait until the second day.
Genius stops writing.
"Oh, right."
After chatting for a while, Su Tong suddenly remembered something. He got up and went back behind the desk to search in the drawer and found a piece of paper.
"This is an opinion letter from the Secretariat of the Writers Association. The National Short Story Award should be re-established, but the name will most likely be changed to the Lu Xun Literature Award. In addition to short stories and short stories, there will also be other awards
If there are other categories, prose and essays are among them."
Su Tong gave the opinion letter to Yu Dong and others, and then lit another cigarette himself, "So, you have to work hard in the past few years, and the award will be re-established at any time."
Yu Hua and Bi Feiyu were both surprised to hear that the National Short Story Award was to be re-established. In the past two years, there have been no significant literary awards in China, and writers are quite lacking in motivation.
Few writers don't care about literary awards.
Because Yu Dong knew the details of the Lu Xun Literature Award, he was not too surprised. He even remembered that Bi Feiyu was among the winners of the first Lu Xun Literature Award.
Of course, with his rebirth, many things have changed, and it is still unknown whether Bi Feiyu can still win the award.
Yu Hua looked at the opinion letter. There wasn't much in it, just what Su Tong said. He smiled and said, "We have to work hard, don't you have to work hard too?"
"I'll just let it happen."
Su Tong waved his hand. Although he has created quite a lot in the past two years, he is the editor-in-chief of the magazine after all and is busier than others. No matter how hard he works, he still has less time than some of them.
Bi Feiyu couldn't help but light up a cigarette. He was the most excited about the news. Since last year, his creative passion has continued to rise. He has published a lot of short stories, and many more are still being written. He
There seems to be a feeling that this award was established just for him.
His appearance was noticed by the other three people. Su Tong smiled and said: "Feiyu, you don't have to work hard, you have been productive enough in the past two years."
"You can't compare with Yu Dong." Bi Feiyu chuckled, "His output is several times that of mine."
"No, we can't compare." Yu Dong waved his hands repeatedly, "I haven't written a few short stories, most of them are science fiction."
"You didn't waste any time." Yu Hua said with a smile, then looked up at the quartz clock on the wall, "Aren't you going to have mutton boiled in a copper pot tonight? It's time to go now."
Yu Dong and the others also looked at the clock, and Bi Feiyu said, "It's only early four o'clock. The place you mentioned is far away?"
"It's quite a distance, over on Wufu Street."
"Wufu Street is okay, there's no need to go there so early."
"The main reason is that their business is very good, and I was afraid that I would be late and not have a seat."
Su Tong smiled and said: "I've been to Lao Xu's Mutton Shabu-shabu on Wufu Street, and it's really good. There's really a chance that there won't be a seat at this point, so just go there now, I have to go to work."
"Then let's go there first. You can go there by yourself after get off work."
Su Tong thought for a while and said, "Okay."
In winter, mutton-shabu-shabu in a copper pot is so attractive.
This time the three of them did not ride bicycles, but hailed a car.
"Master, go to Wufu Street." Bi Feiyu called after getting on the bus.
"Okay." The driver responded, and then said with a smile, "Teacher Yu, are you going to eat? Are you not coming with Teacher Su?"
Yu Dong looked forward with some confusion. The driver was a bit fat and was wearing a soft hat. From the back, he could only see his thick neck.
The voice is somewhat familiar, like...
Before Dong Dong could remember, the driver turned to look at Yu Dong, with big round eyes, and said with a smile: "Teacher Yu doesn't recognize me, I have a big head."
As he spoke, he also took off his hat, revealing his big bald head and his iconic smile that seemed to explode his face.
Yu Dong suddenly remembered that this was the special car driver Su Tong called when Zhang Yimou and Gong Li came over.
It was just because the hat was covering it that I didn't see the big bald head, so I didn't think about it for a moment.
"It turns out to be Master Liu, what a coincidence."
"you do not say."
The car started, and Liu Datou continued: "I asked why I heard the magpie calling in the tree early in the morning today. After waiting all day, nothing good happened. I didn't expect it. Here is the good thing. These two gentlemen
When we meet each other, let me introduce myself to you two. My name is Liu Quanyou. Because of my big head, others call me Big Head. If you don't mind, you can just call me Big Head."
The liveliness of taxi drivers is the same everywhere, so Yu Hua and Bi Feiyu certainly don't find it strange.
The two of them smiled and called "Master Liu", then handed over two more business cards with their heads empty, "If you two need a car in the future, just come to me. For Teacher Yu's sake, I will definitely give it to you."
A friendly price."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Yu Hua and the others took the business card, and they all thought the handwritten business card was quite interesting, with the words "Big Head" written "big head" on it "grandly".
At a red light at the intersection, Liu Datou wanted to give Bi Feiyu and the others cigarettes. Although they smoked, they didn't pick up the cigarettes.
Liu Datou doesn't smoke himself, but he always keeps a pack of cigarettes in his pocket. He passes them to everyone he meets. Most people won't accept them, and he doesn't care. What he wants is the act of letting go of the cigarette.
Regardless of whether the other party picks up the call or not, both parties have contact.
"It's so cold today. Teacher Yu, what are you going to eat? I'm familiar with Wufu Street. Sometimes I'm late when I get out of the car. I don't want to trouble my wife when I go back, so I go to Wufu Street to find something to eat. Like today
On such a cold day, it’s best to eat some soup, stir-fry a few vegetables, and sit in two hot pots..."
Big Head talked about Dashan enthusiastically, and the three of them listened attentively.
Writers are very interested in such gossip. If you listen more, you may be able to find some inspiration. Everyone has limitations, and it is impossible for writers to have personal experience with everything they write, so writers need to learn to listen.
Big Head was happily chatting by himself, but he probably didn't expect that there were three writers in the car studying him.
Yu Dong: This big head is still as enthusiastic as before. Looking back, I might be able to use him as a template for any character I write.
Bi Feiyu: This driver looks very pleasant and his words are funny. I will write it down in the book.
Yu Hua: This driver is good, and so are Yu Dong and Bi Feiyu. I will write them into the book later.
When the car arrived at Wufu Street, Big Head waved goodbye to Yu Dong and the others enthusiastically: "Teachers, if you need anything, please feel free to ask me."
Before Big Head finished speaking, he saw someone waving in front of him. He stepped on the accelerator and the car sped away.
Yu Hua still held Big Head's business card in his hand and said with a smile: "This Master Liu is quite interesting. How did you meet him?"
"Senior brother has used his car before, and I have also ridden in it."
"No wonder, he just mentioned Teacher Su, and it turns out he was talking about Su Tong." Yu Hua stuffed the business card into his pocket, "Let's go, if you slow down, there may be no seats."
The three of them hurried to "Old Xu Shabu-Shabu Lamb" again. It turned out that Yu Hua's worries were justified. When they arrived, there was only one table left.
The main reason is that the "Lao Xu Shabu-shabu Mutton" store is not big, it is on one floor, there are no private rooms, and there are four or five square tables in the hall.
There were only two men working in the store, an old one and a young one. It looked like they were a father and son. The younger one was in his twenties, wearing an apron and greeting Yu Dong in the lobby. When he saw Yu Dong and the others entering, he greeted them warmly, "How many are there, leaders?"
"
Yu Hua pointed at Yu Dong and said with a smile: "There is one leader, plus our two subordinates, there will be another one coming soon, who is also the leader."
"Four guests," the young man called in, and then asked, "Which leader is taking the order?"
"Let me do it."
Yu Dong waved and ordered some mutton and cabbage, as well as a plate of peanuts and a bottle of white wine.
After ordering the dishes, the three of them sat down safely. Bi Feiyu looked around the store and asked Yu Hua curiously: "How did you get here?"
"I asked you to go out for a walk before, but no one paid attention to me, so I came to Wufu Street to wander around, and happened to come across this shabu-shabu restaurant."
"Then you are lucky."
"What luck? I just saw that he has a lot of family members, so I came in to take a look. The reason is very simple. Follow the footsteps of the locals and you won't go wrong."
Although the restaurant was full at this moment, most of them had just arrived and were waiting for the food to be served. Only the table next to Yu Dong and the others had already started eating.
The three young men at the table were changing glasses and drinking lively. Yu Dong and the others were not hungry at first, but now they were aroused by the sight of them eating and drinking.
"Old Fang, I didn't expect that Jinling has such authentic mutton-shabu-shabu. I'm not afraid of your jokes. Before I came to Jinling, I always thought that mutton was not eaten in the south."
One of the young men spoke in an authentic Beijing movie style as soon as he opened his mouth.
"Lao Fang," laughed and said, "That's nonsense. Although we eat less mutton-boiled meat here, we really eat a lot of mutton. It's just that the cooking method is different. Besides, Jinling is not considered the south. It's neither south nor north."
“Isn’t it just the South to us?”
"Haha, that's right. But I haven't been to Yanjing yet. I originally wanted to apply to a school there, but I still didn't."
"You can go to Yenching University now, but you're a little timid."
"That said, our Jinling University is not bad at all, right?"
"It's not bad, so I missed it. I'm seventy or eighty points less than you."
It turned out to be a student of Jinling University.
However, what they said aroused the interest of Yu Hua and the others. Yu Hua smiled and said, "Did you two find anything wrong at that time?"
"It's not bad. My scores at that time were above average in the class." Bi Feiyu said.
"What about you?" Yu Hua looked at Yu Dong.
Yu Dong smiled and said: "I'm not bad either. I can get anywhere with my score."
"Is it okay to go to Yan University?"
"no problem."
"Then why didn't you apply to Yanda? Was it because you were not confident when you applied for the application, or were you worried that you would make a mistake in the exam later?"
"I didn't think much about it. Our class teacher told me at that time that with my grades, it would be no problem to go to any school. I didn't care about anything else. I thought the Chinese Department of Yan Normal University was good, so I applied."
"You can't compare people to others."
Yu Hua lamented that when he failed the college entrance examination and entered the health center, the only thing he had that could be considered relevant to a university was that he studied at Lu Xun College of Literature for two years.
Yu Dong, on the other hand, does belong to the academic type. Nowadays, the college entrance examination requires you to fill in your application form first and then take the exam. At that time, he never thought that he would not be able to pass the exam. Which school or major he applied for depended on his preference.
If in a few years he could apply for admission to Yan'an University and apply for Yan'an Normal University, he would probably be criticized by his parents and teachers, but it is different now. Yan's Normal University's status in their hearts is still quite high.
The food was served very slowly in the store, and Yu Dong and the others didn't rush it because Su Tong hadn't arrived yet.
After waiting for more than an hour, the copper pot came first, followed by Su Tong.
Su Tong came in with a cold air, holding a scarf in his hand: "Yu Dong, did you leave something behind?"
Yu Dong's neck was exactly the same, but there was no scarf... No, he didn't wear a scarf when he went out. Then he pointed at Yu Hua: "It's his."
Yu Hua also touched his neck, "Ouch."
Three young people at the table next door were still eating. When Lao Fang heard the word "Yu Dong", he subconsciously looked towards the door, and then looked at Yu Dong who was talking at the table next to him.
Lao Fang drank some wine and was a little confused, staring at Yu Dong blankly.
This look was noticed by Bi Feiyu, "Young man, what's the matter?"
Yu Dong also looked over and met Lao Fang face to face. This exchange of glances made Lao Fang sober up.
Fang Tao had met Yu Dong. At that time, he followed the branch president to Jinyi and happened to meet Yu Dong, but they didn't know it was Yu Dong at the time. When Qu Aiguo told them that they met Yu Dong, they were upset.
It's been a while.
"Are you Teacher Yu Dong?"
Fang Tao wasn't sure yet, because he had only met him once at that time, and because he didn't know that he was Yu Dong, he didn't pay much attention to his appearance. He just felt that he looked a bit similar, and he did hear the man who just came to the store shout, "
In the East".
Chapter completed!