Chapter 249 Literature is the study of human beings
Lin Weimin picked up Yu Hua and asked him to wait on the bus and leave after picking up a few more people. However, Yu Hua refused and put his luggage on the bus, got off and started chatting with Lin Weimin while waiting.
After just a few words, Mo Yan came out of the station carrying a military green backpack. He was about the same age as Yu Hua, and they introduced themselves. They had both appeared in the same issue of "Contemporary" before, so they became quite familiar with each other after a few words.
After sending Mo Yan to the car and waiting for a while, a fat figure appeared at the exit and Lin Weimin frowned.
"Why are you fat again?"
Lu Yao looked at himself and said, "It's okay."
“This is Yu Hua.”
"This is Lu Yao."
In the past two years, due to the popularity of "Life", Lu Yao has become one of the most popular writers in China. Yu Hua, who has just emerged in the literary world, has a fanboy-like expression on his face.
"Hello, Mr. Lu, hello!"
After sending Lu Yao to the car, Lin Weimin said to Hua: "Be more reserved!"
Why am I not reserved? Yu Hua thought to himself.
When he went to the bathroom, he came back and saw Teacher Lin chatting with a plain-looking woman.
"This is my classmate from the Institute of Literature, Huang Anyi, and this is Yu Hua."
Lin Weimin introduced them to the two of them.
Huang Anyi nodded towards Yu Hua reservedly, and Yu Hua's enthusiasm was of no use.
After sending Huang Anyi to the car, Yu Hua stared at the back of Lin Weimin's head.
He noticed Huang Anyi's subtle attitude towards Lin Weimin, especially compared to the way she kept him at a distance.
There must be something wrong here.
After a while, two senior colleagues, Mr. Chen and Mr. Jiang, came together.
The two of them came this time at the invitation of President Yan Wenjing, to help and cheer.
When literary magazines and journals hold writing sessions, they cannot do without the help of several literary predecessors. Especially since Contemporary is now almost one of the best literary journals in China, inviting Mr. Chen and Mr. Jiang to join is in line with the current situation of the magazine.
When Mr. Chen saw Lin Weimin, a smile appeared on his face.
"So it's you, Monkey King!"
Mr. Chen attended the opening tea party of the Institute of Literature Research that year, and was naturally impressed by Lin Weimin, who caused trouble at the tea party.
Lin Weimin smiled shyly and said, "Do you still remember that incident? I was young and ignorant at that time."
Mr. Jiang asked curiously: "It seems that you two have some connection!"
Mr. Chen pointed at Lin Weimin and said, "When the fifth class of students of the Institute of Literature and Art was in session, Xu Gang held a tea party to start the semester. Sha Ting, Feng Mu, Jia Bao and I all went. This guy was a student. He went to the tea party to ask for an autograph, and then turned around and sold it to the students of the Institute of Literature and Art."
Mr. Jiang burst into laughter when he heard this. "You are speculating, aren't you?"
Lin Weimin was embarrassed by what he said, "You are young and ignorant."
"I can't believe it. It's only been a few years, and you've become the deputy editor-in-chief of Contemporary Magazine." Mr. Chen patted Lin Weimin on the shoulder. "You've matured."
Mr. Jiang said: "It seems that the Institute of Literature and Art still produces talented people!"
After chatting for a while, Lin Weimin saw the two old gentlemen off to the car.
Yu Hua had just shown up in front of the two old seniors and received some encouragement, so he was a little excited.
"I have been reading Mr. Jiang's poems since I was a child!" He was still sighing when he returned to the exit.
As he spoke, his eyes glanced at Lin Weimin.
I didn’t expect that Teacher Lin also has a youthful and frivolous side.
"What are you looking at?"
"nothing."
Yu Hua was a little worried. He seemed to have known too many secrets of Teacher Lin today. If his role were put in a movie, it would be a disaster.
After waiting for about half an hour, more than a dozen writers who came to attend the writers' conference got on the bus one after another. Lin Weimin asked the bus to leave first and arrange these people to Dongshan Hotel, while he and another car continued to wait here.
Jiang Zilong, Gu Hua, Cheng Zhongshi...
Familiar faces come out of the exit from time to time.
After working so hard from morning to night, I finally made arrangements for all the writers who were going to attend the conference.
It was already past ten o'clock in the evening when Lin Weimin followed the last bus back to Dongshan Hotel. The scale of this writers' conference was relatively large. The editors from "Contemporary" and the invited writers occupied the rooms on two floors of the hotel.
As he walked down the corridor, he could hear some people talking loudly in the room.
"Tie Sheng, I'm telling you, you should go and experience playing football. It doesn't matter if you can't move your legs, you can be a goalkeeper! Follow me, Ma Yuan, and Mo Yan, and victory will be within your grasp!"
When Lin Weimin opened the door, he saw Yu Hua standing in the middle of the room, like a peacock with its tail spread out, beaming with joy and talking incessantly.
Shi Tiesheng was leaning against the head of the bed, with Ma Yuan and Mo Yan sitting beside him.
Several people were all smiling as they watched Yu Hua's funny performance.
Lin Weimin stood behind Yu Hua with a gloomy face. Until he realized that something was wrong with the expressions of several people, he turned around and saw Lin Weimin, and was so scared that he immediately fell silent.
"You still want to take Tiesheng to play football, why don't you go to heaven?"
Yu Hua argued: "Teacher Lin, I was just imagining it!"
Lin Weimin glared at him unhappily and asked, "What time is it? If you don't go to bed, Tiesheng still has to go to bed."
After being scolded, several people left the room in shame.
After they left, Shi Tiesheng smiled and said, "It's so lively! So nice!"
"There will be a lot of fun these days, you should rest early."
"Where are you going?"
"I'm going to talk to my boss about tomorrow's arrangements."
Lin Weimin left the room, called Qin Chaoyang, and knocked on Mrs. Wei's door.
"An Yi?"
"Weimin, please come in."
It turned out that Wei Junyi and Huang Anyi were in the same room. After Lin Weimin and Qin Chaoyang came in, they briefly discussed tomorrow's schedule. Wei Junyi said, "I just heard from Anyi that Weimin and you two are classmates in the Institute of Literature and Art."
"Yes, we are both from the fifth batch." Lin Weimin said.
Wei Junyi nodded and said, "The Institute of Literature and Art Association is a good idea. I remember Jiang Zilong and Gu Hua were also in your class, right?"
Huang Anyi nodded, "Yes."
"Not bad, not bad. Your class has produced a lot of talented people."
After chatting for a while, Lin Weimin stood up and said, "Okay, it's getting late, everyone should go to bed early, there are still many activities tomorrow."
After leaving the room, Lin Weimin could still hear voices coming from the rooms on both sides of the corridor. Two of the voices sounded familiar, one was Yu Hua and the other was Jiang Zilong.
He was tired after a long day and had no mood to chat with them, so he went back to his room and fell asleep.
The next day, early in the morning.
While having breakfast, Lin Weimin greeted everyone one by one, and then the group got on the bus and headed straight to the YT City Government.
In the words of later generations, YT City was the financial sponsor of this writing conference. When the editorial department and writers of "Contemporary" came to Yantai, it was natural for them to have friendly exchanges with them. But more importantly, the word "Yantai" could not be omitted in any future articles about this writing conference.
The sponsor’s money can’t be wasted!
YT City made grand preparations for the welcome from the editorial department of Contemporary Magazine and the writers.
It has to be grand as this group of people are not only famous for their writing skills, but most importantly, many of them are of incredibly high ranks, such as Mr. Chen, Mr. Jiang, Wei Junyi and others.
The city held a grand exchange meeting in the city auditorium. Upon hearing that many great writers were coming, many units actively signed up to participate in the exchange meeting without any organization, wanting to catch a glimpse of the great writers.
After Lin Weimin and his group entered the venue, they found that it was already packed with people. He didn't believe that there would be so many people in the city government alone.
He guessed correctly. After everyone took their seats, the leader of the Ludong Literary Association presided over the exchange meeting and introduced the people who came to attend the exchange meeting today, which almost covered people from many government departments and corporate units in YT City.
The speeches at the exchange meeting were basically formalities. The Shandong East Cultural Association acted as an intermediary to host the meeting, and Contemporary Magazine and YT City each arranged people to speak.
After the leader finishes speaking, the next step is communication, which is the most critical.
Hundreds of thousands of eyes were eagerly waiting below the rostrum.
As the person in charge of "Contemporary", Wei Junyi took the lead in inviting Mr. Chen and Mr. Jiang to come on stage to speak a few words, and then communicate with the comrades below.
The two came to support the event this time, not to steal the limelight. They simply spoke a few words on the stage, answered two questions, and then walked off the stage.
The two old comrades carried forward their styles, obviously giving opportunities to the younger generations. Wei Junyi picked and chose Jiang Zilong among a group of writers sitting below.
"Now, we would like to invite Comrade Jiang Zilong to come on stage and communicate with everyone!"
As soon as Wei Junyi finished speaking, thunderous applause broke out from the audience, which seemed even more enthusiastic than when Mr. Chen and Mr. Jiang came on stage just now.
There is no way, because Jiang Zilong has been so popular in the past two years. The two old gentlemen, because they are standing too high, have become somewhat distant from the masses.
Jiang Zilong walked onto the stage without any hesitation. After the applause died down, he looked around and said in a clear voice: "I am Jiang Zilong, from Cangzhou, Hebei. I have learned a few fancy moves since I was young. This time I came to Yantai mainly because of the invitation of my classmate Lin Weimin, to be responsible for the security of our writers' group..."
He was joking in a serious manner, which formed a wonderful contrast with his serious tone, making everyone in the audience burst into laughter.
After joking, he seriously shared with everyone his experience of embarking on the path of writing.
Today's exchange meeting is aimed at laymen, so it is impossible for us to talk about some professional knowledge.
After he finished speaking, many arms were raised in the audience, all wanting to communicate and ask questions. Jiang Zilong's humorous answers drew applause and laughter from the audience.
After Jiang Zilong finished speaking, Wei Junyi began to call out people. At this time, the audience members in the audience began to shout out the people they wanted to communicate with.
"Lu Yao!"
"Lin Weimin!"
"Gu Hua!"
"Shi Tiesheng!"
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For a moment, the atmosphere in the auditorium was boiling with excitement.
The literature of the 1980s was the study of human beings and had a broad and profound mass base.
The second update will be later, around noon.
(End of this chapter)
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