Chapter 56: Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea

Lin Weimin was feeling depressed after returning from the hospital. He saw Guo Yudao lying on the bed in the dormitory, holding his stomach, and asked, "Old Guo, what happened?"

"Nothing, just an old problem."

Guo Yudao's voice was very soft and he seemed to be lacking in strength.

Guo Yudao was a thin, pale-faced man, and Lin Weimin had always thought it was because he was from Qinghai. But after seeing Shi Tiesheng's example, Lin Weimin felt that he might be sick.

"Go back to the hospital for a checkup. Don't let a minor illness turn into a major one."

"It's nothing, it's been an old problem for more than ten years, it's just stomach pain."

"Don't be so stubborn. If you really can't bear it, just say so. Don't endure it."

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"Where are Lao Jiao and Lao Huang?"

Guo Yudao stood up and leaned against the head of the bed, saying, "Old Jiao finally got summoned by Mr. Wang, and he went to Xiaoyabao Hutong with An Shishan and the others. I don't know about Old Huang, but he probably went to see his mentor as well."

Lin Weimin shook his head helplessly. He found that the class had been a little chaotic since he came back from vacation.

After being apart for a month, the classmates felt a little unfamiliar. After a few days of getting to know each other again, the relationship was still very good, but it was not the same in other aspects.

The training period of the Institute of Literature Research is 6 months. As graduation is approaching, everyone is getting excited.

For most people, the Institute of Literature is not only a stage for learning, but also a resume and an opportunity for advancement.

Apart from classes, discussions and dances these days, the class is unlikely to gather together at other times.

Some people go to their famous supervisors, while others go to famous publishing houses and journals frequently to make themselves familiar with them.

In short, the Eight Immortals crossed the sea, each showing their magical powers.

At this critical juncture, no one is immune.

Lin Weimin didn't feel much about it. He had already set his goal and had been working hard to achieve it.

Two days later, the class organized a basketball game, which was attended not only by people in the class but also by outsiders.

Yenching is a place with a strong circle culture. Many writers have come to support it before. Among them this time is a very famous figure - Zhao Zhenkai, one of the founders of "Today" and a representative of the Misty Poetry School.

Many people in the class were very interested in this pioneer in the domestic poetry world, including the staff of School D. They surrounded the basketball court in three layers, and the people who came to play basketball today seemed to be treated like stars.

Throughout the 1980s, Misty Poetry went from being suppressed in the beginning to becoming popular all over the country, making young poets idols for countless poetry lovers, who were fanatically fond of poets and poetry.

Lin Weimin has always believed that the popularity of literature in recent years, whether novels or poetry, is irrational.

He stood on the outskirts of the crowd, looking at the poet who was surrounded by stars like the moon in the center, and couldn't help but sigh.

Perhaps, if they had not been treated so warmly, they would not have felt so lonely when they died.

Two days later, Lin Weimin went to Friendship Hospital to visit Shi Tiesheng again. This time his complexion looked much better than last time.

Shi Tiesheng had already learned from his father that Lin Weimin had given him money. He did not say any words of thanks, but just held Lin Weimin's hand tightly and did not let go for a long time.

Today, not only Lin Weimin came to see Shi Tiesheng, but also two other friends, Xiao Jian and Gan Tiesheng.

Xiao Jian is a student in the screenwriting class of the Department of Literature at the Yenching Film Academy, while Gan Tiesheng is a literature enthusiast who has just published two short stories.

Shi Tiesheng's condition improved, everyone was very happy and sat in the ward chatting.

The people in the ward are all related to literature, and none of them have been in the industry for long. However, in terms of seniority, Lin Weimin, who has been creating for a shorter time, stands out more, and most of the topics revolve around him.

Shi Tiesheng was concerned about Lin Weimin's plans after graduation. Lin Weimin shook his head and said, "I plan to stay in Yanjing, but it depends on whether there is a unit that can accept me."

"I'd like to ask the teachers. It shouldn't be difficult to find an employer to accept me, right?"

"Who knows? I asked, but I haven't heard back yet."

"Waiting is the most torturous thing." Shi Tiesheng said with empathy.

Xiaojian asked Lin Weimin about his experience in creating "The Hidden Corner", because he always felt that when watching "The Hidden Corner", the images in his mind were particularly strong.

"I feel like this novel would be a great screenplay."

Gan Tiesheng smiled and said, "The novel itself is interesting enough, so it will certainly not be bad if it is adapted into a script."

When it was almost time for lunch, Shi's father went to get food, but Lin Weimin stopped him and said that the food should be improved today. He took Xiaojian to a restaurant outside and ordered four dishes to be packed up and brought back.

Shi Tiesheng said: "Weimin, you are really a worm in my stomach. During these days of illness, what I miss most is eating meat, especially pig's trotters and mutton."

The four dishes Lin Weimin ordered were all meat dishes, namely shredded pork with Beijing sauce, braised pork trotters, stir-fried lamb with green onions, and stir-fried wood ear mushrooms with vinegar.

"Today I'm here to satisfy your craving!" Lin Weimin laughed.

Shi Tiesheng was chewing on a pig's trotter and said, "To be honest, I was confused a few days ago. I didn't think about anything but food. Everything I had eaten in my life was just replaying in my mind like a movie.

At that time, I was thinking, I must not die now, I must eat all the food I have eaten and those I have not eaten before I die, only then I will be content. "

Several people in the ward laughed out loud at his amusement, but only Father Shi had a bitter look on his face.

"Don't worry, you are so lucky that you won't die. Not only will you not die, but you will also be able to eat all the delicious food in the world."

Lin Weimin said to Shi Tiesheng with a solemn oath.

Shi Lan, who was about fourteen or fifteen years old, said, "Brother Lin, you are just talking nonsense. How much money would it cost to eat all the delicious food in the world?"

Lin Weimin said calmly: "A problem that can be solved with money is not a problem."

Shi Lan wrinkled her nose and made a face at him, "You are such a boaster!"

Lin Weimin was not angry at her words. Instead, he asked with a mischievous smile, "How do you know I am definitely bragging?"

"A large shrimp salad costs Lao Mo 3.4 yuan, which is less than a month's salary. You can afford it, but my brother and I can't."

"Shi Lan, we have to look at things from a developmental perspective. Just because you can't afford food now doesn't mean you won't be able to afford it in the future. What if your brother becomes a famous writer and earns tens of thousands of yuan for a book?"

"You're getting more and more mysterious. I think you're just teasing me because I'm young."

Shi Tiesheng smiled and said, "You just realized he was teasing you?"

Lin Weimin waved his hand to interrupt Shi Tiesheng, "I'm not teasing Shi Lan, I have confidence in you, Tiesheng!"

Shi Tiesheng smiled bitterly, "I have no confidence in myself!"

Everyone laughed.

(End of this chapter)