The speeches by the writers were nothing special. After the two foreign writers came on stage, they first talked about their impressions of China and Chinese literature, and then talked about Jinling University. Basically, they had good things to say.
As for the Chinese writers, they first welcomed the two foreign writers, and then talked about their impressions of the works of Clezio and Munro, and they basically had good things to say.
This link can be said to be a business exchange link.
After their respective speaking sessions ended, a total of six domestic and foreign writers were invited to sit on the stage.
Shen Changhe, chairman of the literature department, also came to the stage to act as the host. He first roughly summarized the speeches of several writers just now, and then expressed his welcome to the two foreign writers again.
Although Shen Changhe has seen many big scenes, he is still a little nervous today.
Different from previous events, today's event was fully participated by the Deep Space Company. There were cameras everywhere in the auditorium. When he spoke with a microphone, there were staff holding cameras and filming his face.
Compared to the thousands of spectators in the audience, this camera filming with a stern face made him even more nervous.
After welcoming again, Shen Changhe announced: "Next, we will enter the question and answer session. Everyone will actively participate and raise their hands to ask questions."
Regarding this question-and-answer session, the school has made arrangements and found several students to prepare questions in advance.
The reason for doing this is to prevent accidents. As for whether these students can be used, it will depend on how the questions go.
After the questions started, many students raised their hands, and Shen Changhe casually nodded to a student in the front row.
The first student's question was to Clezio: "Mr. Clezio, I am Liu Zhong from the Literature Department. Is this your first time in China? What is your impression of China?"
It was a very normal question, more suitable for a warm-up situation. Shen Changhe nodded. After all, he was his own student and he still knew the basics.
The students at Jinling University are indeed very knowledgeable. Not only were the questions asked in the first round very general, but every writer on the stage was also considered, and there was no focus on asking any one writer.
In the second round, the problems began to deepen.
"Teacher Yu Hua, I am Lian Xiao from the Department of Physics. We all know that your works are basically full of suffering. Whether it is "To Live" or "Xu Sanguan Sells Blood", some people criticize that you always do it for Suffering is suffering, what do you personally think of this?"
Yu Hua took the phone and smiled: "Actually, I think my writing is quite interesting. I don't understand the concept of suffering for the sake of suffering. If I want to describe suffering, can it be for other reasons? Suffering because of things? If I can write about suffering well, I am very satisfied. As for why, I don’t care.”
"Thank you for your answer. I personally like your works very much. You are also in Jinling now. I hope you can come to Jinling University more often if you have time. There are many students here who like you as much as I do."
"Thank you for your support too."
The next student stood up and said: "Hello teachers, I am Zhang Changke from the Literature Department. I found that the works of teachers Yu Hua, Yu Dong, Clezio, Munro, and Mo Yan always describe some national characteristics. Things seem to be deliberately stripping away the cosmopolitan nature. Especially Mr. Clezio, from your works, we can always see your support for cultural diversity and your strong rejection of cultural assimilation. How do you achieve this? Where is this consensus?”
After listening to the translation, Clezio was the first to answer the question, "I am very happy to hear such a question. We discussed this issue last time when YU and the others went to Paris. You are right.
, in a sense, we have reached a consensus. And the fundamental reason for reaching this consensus is our respect and fascination for national culture. As I said just now, it is not the first time for me to come to China, but this time I follow up.
This time is different, here, I have friends like Yu and the others."
Alice Munro was the second to answer this question, "Actually, what I write is not about nationality, but ordinary small town life. My life circle is there, and so are all the things that are rooted deep in my heart.
These things, so this is all I can write. In the spring of this year, several of them visited the small town where I live..."
Mo Yan answered this question on behalf of several writers in China, "National things are from the world, and things from the nation have vitality and lasting power after being refined and sublimated for thousands of years. I mentioned refining and sublimation, which means
I don’t think that everything about the nation is good. When we describe the things about the nation, there are both good and bad..."
After the question was over, a young and beautiful girl wearing red clothes was chosen.
The girl stood up and said with a smile: "Teacher Yu Dong, I am Jin Keke, a third-year student in the literature department. I would like to ask you, what do you think is the difference between Chinese writers, American writers and French writers?"
Golden Coco?
Yu Dong squinted his eyes, wondering why this name sounded so familiar.
The leader of the "Hunting in the East" group is named Jin Kefan.
Moreover, Jin Kefan is from Jinling University. Last time I heard that he also participated in this exchange meeting.
Is it such a coincidence that this Jin Keke is Jin Kefan?
In China, especially in the south, there are not many people named Jin, so the possibility that Jin Kefan is Jin Kefan is very high.
If Jin Keke is really Jin Kefan, it would be really interesting. No one on the Internet can believe it. Jin Kefan clearly said that he is male.
Yu Dong took the microphone and replied with a smile: "I think the biggest difference between Chinese writers and American writers and French writers is the language we use to write. Teacher Yu Hua, what do you think?"
Yu Hua nodded solemnly and said: "Yes, Chinese people write in Chinese, Americans write in English, and French people write in French. This is the difference."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Jin Keke stood in the audience and blinked. Are the two teachers, Yu Dong and Yu Hua, joking?
Should I laugh?
Not just her, many students also wanted to laugh, but they didn't know whether they should laugh or not. After all, Yu Dong and Yu Hua sounded serious about what they said, and it didn't look like they were joking at all.
But if you think about it carefully, it seems to make sense. The differences between writers from different countries have a lot to do with language.
Well, that is definitely what the two teachers meant.
"Can I ask another question?" Jin Keke asked.
Shen Changhe probably felt that Yu Dong's answer was too simple, so he nodded and said, "Well, you can ask another question."
Jin Kexiao said: "Teachers, do you usually surf the Internet? For example, in deep space, if someone recognizes your identity, will you lie and deny it?"
As soon as Yu Dong heard this question, she knew that Jin Keke must be Jin Kefan, and she definitely still suspected that Dong Yudao was herself.
Yu Hua on the side did not know the inside story. He had deceived countless people in deep space. He thought Jin Keke was talking about himself, so he spoke first: "Classmate, let alone the Internet, even if it is an on-site interview, we usually He also doesn’t tell the truth. Usually 80% of what I say in interviews cannot be taken seriously.”
Jin Keke who asked the question was stunned, host Shen Changhe was stunned, and the audience in the audience were also stunned.
Eighty percent cannot be taken seriously. This ratio is too exaggerated.
However, Jin Keke reacted quickly and said: "Teacher Yu Hua, you said that 80% of what you said during the interview is not credible, including the sentence itself?"
"This sentence is true." Yu Hua smiled.
"Are the other teachers the same?"
Yu Dong smiled and said: "No, no, no, at least 30% of what I say can be taken seriously. In fact, a few of us usually go to deep space when we have nothing to do. In addition to paying attention to literary things, I will also chat with young netizens. If you are also on the Internet often, maybe we have also chatted. The Internet is a good medium, but as time develops, it will definitely bring some bad things. , I hope that everyone here can regard the Internet as a window for you to understand the world, rather than a garbage dump for wanton venting."
In fact, most people don't quite understand what Yu Dong said. Nowadays, there are few Internet users and the Internet environment is not bad. There are not as many people dumping garbage on the Internet as on classroom desks.
Not to mention anything else, at Jinling University, if you look for any classroom, you can find desks covered with all kinds of words.
Some people express love, some write poems, and some spray obscenities. From a table, you may be able to see all kinds of things in the world, which is even more complicated than today's Internet environment.
Clezio listened to the lively conversation between Yu Dong and the others and curiously asked the translator next to him, "What is deep space?"
The translator explained with a smile: "It is a website created by the Deep Space Company. On this website, everyone can publish their own works and participate in literary discussions. It is a very popular website in China now."
"YU they usually go up there too?"
"This is what he meant."
"Then I'll go up and have a look when I get the chance, but I'll definitely need your help."
"No problem."
…
After more than an hour, the question and answer session ended.
Shen Changhe also breathed a sigh of relief. The whole process was stable, the atmosphere was relatively harmonious, and nothing happened.
However, the event is not completely over at this moment.
Yu Dong and the others returned to the first row and sat down, and then some lucky spectators could come to get their autographs. There were not many lucky spectators, just over a hundred.
Some people will bring books, and some people will just take admission tickets.
There were more than a hundred people, and it didn't take long. At the end of the sign-in, Yu Dong discovered that Jin Keke, who asked the question before, was also a lucky audience.
It seems that she is indeed a fan of Yu Dong's books. She always brought the admission ticket when she asked for autographs from others. Only when she asked for Yu Dong's autograph, she brought a copy of "Xiang Xi".
Yu Dong took "Xiangxi" with a smile, "Is your name Jin Keke? Gold of gold and silver, coco of Hoh Xil?"
"Yes, Teacher Yu Dong, I particularly like your "To the West". The last time you came to our school and signed autographs at the door, I almost caught up with you. It was really a pity that time."
"It's a pity indeed."
Yu Dong nodded, and then wrote on the title page of "To the West": To Jin Keke, who almost caught up last time.
After writing the gift, he wrote the signature at the back: Dong Yudao, December 7, 1996.
Jin Keke took the book and looked at the signature, and was stunned for a moment.
She stared at Yu Dong stupidly, her mind in confusion. Is Teacher Yu really Old Dong?
He must have recognized himself as Jin Kefan, otherwise he would not have written this signature.
"This classmate, please move forward."
Jin Keke wanted to say something, but a staff member from behind urged her. She hurriedly apologized to the back, and then walked forward.
After taking two steps, she looked back at Yu Dong.
Yu Hua looked at her and smiled: "Classmate, do you want me to sign 'Yu Dong' for you too?"
"Ah?" Jin Keke came to his senses and apologized quickly: "I'm sorry, Teacher Yu Hua, just sign your name. I especially like your "Alive" and "Xu Sanguan Sells Blood"."
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Liu Jinfa finished his lunch and took some time to browse the Internet for a while. As soon as he clicked on the post dedicated to the "Hunting Yudong" group, he saw a new comment posted by the group leader Jin Kefan a minute ago.
Jin Kefan: [Ah ah ah, I know what Yu Dong’s account is!]
Seeing this comment, Liu Jinfa stared at the boss and moved his fingers quickly on the keyboard.
Liu Jinfa: [Team leader, what’s going on? Why did you suddenly find out? What is Yu Dong’s nickname? Is he a member of our group? 】
Jin Kefan: [Ah ah ah, but I can’t say it.]
Liu Jinfa almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. Isn't this appetizing?
Liu Jinfa: [Really or not, you didn’t mean to say that to torment people, right? 】
Jin Kefan: [It’s absolutely true, no one can deceive anyone! Whoever cheats is a puppy!]
Chen Mobai:【What's going on?】
Princess Yuezhi: [Team leader, please speak quickly, I’m so anxious.]
Jin Keke looked at the replies that kept popping up on the computer screen and was a little surprised. She didn't expect that there would be so many people squatting in the post at noon.
The reason why she posted that comment was because she was too excited and wanted to share her excitement with the group members.
But she was embarrassed to tell anyone that Dong Yudao was Yu Dong, because Yu Dong himself didn't admit it in the post.
Jin Kefan: [Sorry, everyone, it’s really not convenient for me to say. 】
Princess Yuezhi: [Jin Kefan, you are the leader of the "Hunting in the East" group. Have you forgotten your mission? 】
Chen Mobai: [Could it be that Yu Dong told the group leader himself? Didn’t he say that the group leader was going to attend a literary exchange meeting held by their school today? Yu Dong was also there. 】
Liu Jinfa: [Xiaobai, you are right, Yu Dong must have told the team leader himself. But why didn’t the team leader tell us? 】
Princess Yuezhi: [Is it because Teacher Yu Dong is in our group?]
Chapter completed!