Chapter 127 The worldly atmosphere
Xiao Hei Yangzi's admiration for Lin Weimin reminded him of those star-chasing girls. It was probably only in this era that people engaged in literature could be so popular as celebrities.
She held up People's Literature and begged Lin Weimin to sign it for her, and vowed, "If Mr. Lin's Farewell My Concubine is published in the future, I will buy 100 copies and give them to everyone I know."
Lin Weimin smiled and said, "Then you can only send it in China. I'm afraid it won't work in Nihong."
"Then I will wait until Farewell My Concubine is published and then send it again."
Although what Xiao Hei Youzi said sounded a little silly, her serious and cute expression made it hard for people to question or laugh at her.
Lin Weimin said seriously, "Okay, when Farewell My Concubine is published in Nihong, I will give you a hundred copies to give away."
Several other international student friends also talked to Lin Weimin about the novel Farewell My Concubine.
This group of people studied abroad at Yenching University, and their majors were mainly language and history. In order to learn Chinese and professional knowledge, they read a lot of professional books and literary works in China.
Especially after getting to know the young Chinese writer Lin Weimin, they became more familiar with contemporary Chinese literature.
"Farewell My Concubine" has had a huge impact on readers since its publication, and they have also read it.
Novels of the style and subject matter of "Farewell My Concubine" are considered very bold and avant-garde in China today, and are also full of curiosity and shock in the eyes of these foreigners.
This novel has reached an extreme level in its description of "love" and "human nature", transcending language, race and culture. There are also many elements that are very curious and mysterious to Westerners, such as Peking Opera, eunuchs, buzz buzz buzz, BL and so on.
With so many eye-catching elements and touching plots, one can imagine the appeal of "Farewell My Concubine" to these foreigners.
When they discussed privately, they were full of admiration and worship for Lin Weimin.
They were obviously very good friends before, but when the work "Farewell My Concubine" was released, Ma Kemeng and others felt that Lin Weimin's image in their minds suddenly became taller, with an awe-inspiring and inviolable temperament.
"Stop, stop, stop!" Lin Weimin waved his hand to interrupt everyone's praise for him, "I'm here today to have fun with you, not to listen to you flatter me."
After the meaningless flattery, everyone discussed where to go today. Lin Weimin said, "How about we go to Longfu Temple?"
Several foreigners had no idea about Longfu Temple, but out of trust in Lin Weimin, they rode their bicycles and followed him to the vicinity of Longfu Temple.
Longfu Temple was first built in the third year of the Jingtai reign of the Ming Dynasty. It was the only temple in the capital of the Ming Dynasty where both foreign monks and Zen monks resided. In the early Qing Dynasty, it became a complete foreign temple.
Lin Weimin and his group are going to the market around Longfu Temple today. Longfu Temple Market is located next to Longfu Temple.
Lin Weimin and his group of six or seven people, many of whom were foreigners with blond hair and blue eyes, rode bicycles through the free market around Longfu Temple, standing out from the crowd.
We were shopping until noon and passed by the Longfusi snack bar in a corner of the Longfusi market, so we decided to have lunch.
Although Longfusi Snack Shop is called a snack bar, it is not small in scale. It is a state-owned restaurant with a business area of over 100 square meters, and its main products are various northern noodles.
Lin Weimin ordered himself a bowl of tofu pudding and some fried dough rings. He poured the marinade on the tofu pudding and sprinkled it with chopped green onions and coriander. The marinade and condiments gave off an enticing aroma under the hot steam, which made people unable to resist their appetite.
It is noon now, the busiest time in the store. It is so crowded that even the tables are occupied.
Lin Weimin and his group sat at two tables, one of which had two empty seats. Just at that moment, a diner came in.
But the waiter did not lead them here to share a table, and the diners had no intention of coming over. Instead, it was only when Lin Weimin stood up and greeted them that they came over to share a table.
Mark Meng and his colleagues have been in China for such a long time that they know that the Chinese have extremely strict disciplines in diplomacy, and even ordinary people strictly abide by them.
People's perception of the taste of food is often related to the environment and time, and has less to do with the taste of the food itself.
Sharing a table with strangers in a crowded snack bar was an unforgettable experience for Mark Meng and his friends. Looking at Lin Weimin, who was chatting enthusiastically with the diners at the same table even though it was the first time they met, they couldn't help but join in their conversation.
By the end of the meal, everyone's mouths were drooling and we made two new friends.
"Lin, I love this snack bar so much!" Yin Geli exclaimed.
Mark Meng said: "Yes, I don't know how to describe that feeling. It feels like the distance between us and this country and its people has suddenly shortened, just like family members."
Lin Weimin smiled and said: "If I were to describe it in words, I think this place should be full of the atmosphere of life."
Mark Meng's eyes lit up, "That's right. Lin, you described it very well, 'the atmosphere of human life'. Oh, what a wonderful language Chinese is! The description is both accurate and full of poetic beauty."
Lin Weimin didn't quite understand Mark Meng's climax-like performance. It was just an ordinary description. Was it worth you being so excited?
Little Heiyangzi also said to Lin Weimin with some excitement: "Mr. Lin, you really are a famous writer. You are so eloquent!"
Lin Weimin could only attribute their emotions to the fact that the young foreigners had never seen the world.
"Yoko, please stop using idioms randomly in the future. The idioms in our country are all derived from historical allusions. It's a bit exaggerated to say 'speaking fluently' for these few words of mine."
"Then what idiom should we use?" asked little Hei Yangzi cutely.
Lin Weimin thought about it.
Shit, my vocabulary is so limited that I can’t even find an idiom to replace it.
"None of this is important. Just don't use idioms carelessly."
Xiao Heiyangzi thought she had made a fool of herself, and her face turned serious. "Mr. Lin, thank you for your reminder. It seems that my attainments in Chinese still have a lot of room for improvement. I must read your works again after I go back."
That’s not what I meant!
Lin Weimin looked at Xiao Heiyangzi's serious face and swallowed back the words he wanted to explain. Forget it, let's not explain. The more I explain, the worse it gets.
After a day of fun, before Lin Weimin, Mark Meng and others said goodbye, Mark Meng stopped him.
"Lin, the last time you published "Knives Out" in "Ellery Queen's Mystery Magazine", it received a good response, and their editor sent me a letter asking for an article. But it was several months ago when you got it to me. Are you interested in writing another one?"
(End of this chapter)
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