Chapter 334 I'm just craving for wine
"I emphasize again, you must return to the team before 8pm. If anything happens while you are away, call the hotel immediately."
"clear!"
"Don't engage in meaningless arguments with others, let alone physical conflicts and other uncivilized behaviors. Remember, you are no longer just students. You represent the dignity of the flower-growing family."
"clear!"
In the corridor of the hotel, Li Ye and others stood in two neat lines, listening to the team leader Zhou's tireless instructions.
This time, the Lijiaopo Broadcasting Station invited the Peking University Debate Team and arranged a five-day itinerary. In addition to the debate competition which started on the third day, they also enthusiastically arranged some relaxing tourist activities.
The leader of this activity week could not veto it, because the four students from Kyoto University and many other accompanying personnel were traveling abroad for the first time. If you were to keep everyone locked up in the hotel, the resentment would be so overwhelming that it would blow the roof off.
"The buses sent by the sponsors are also equipped with tour guides. Everyone supervises each other after going out, and does not wander around or fall behind."
Team leader Zhou looked at the people who were already unable to hold back and finally waved his hand and said, "Let's go."
Qin Yongsheng and others immediately went downstairs excitedly, while Li Ye, Qiao Dapeng and another staff member Wang Xiaokun fell behind.
Because they are a separate group, today's itinerary is not to travel, but to attend the "Pan-Asian Youth Literature Exchange Conference."
In Wen Ruian's chivalrous words, it was a sword fight in Lion City among the younger generation in the popular fiction circle.
Of course, Li Ye felt that there was an element of self-boasting in this. After all, there were countless people who wrote novels, but how many of them could come to Lijiaopo? How can it be compared with the Huashan Sword Contest described by Mr. Jin?
Li Ye and the other two went downstairs and left the hotel. Wang Xiaokun was holding a notebook and reading it while saying, "We will go 100 meters to the left and there is a bus stop. We can take bus No. 54 and get off at the 11th stop, then transfer."
I have to say that the debate team's accompanying staff have a very serious work attitude. Yesterday, they designated Wang Xiaokun to work with Li Ye and Qiao Dapeng, and they even asked for the bus route map that evening.
Of course, Li Ye didn't know whether the other party had the responsibility to prevent Li Ye from escaping.
However, Li Ye smiled and said, "Brother Wang, let's not take the bus. There are too many rules in Lijiapo, and it's easy for disputes to arise because of the large number of people. Also, I heard that the buses here don't announce stops. Let's take a taxi!"
Taxis are called "taxi" in Guangdong Province and "taxi" in Southeast Asia. In fact, there is only a slight difference in accent.
Of course, the price is much more expensive than the bus.
Sure enough, after listening to Li Ye's words, Wang Xiaokun smiled and said, "I also know that taking a taxi is good! But our funds are very limited, so Li Ye, let's overcome it!"
This is only Li Ye. If it were someone else, Wang Xiaokun might have scolded him.
During the two days since leaving the capital, everyone was amazed at the prosperity of the road, but the only consolation was that the Fenghua brand clothes they wore were no worse than those of people outside, and even better.
And this was all thanks to Li Ye. It was he who brought sponsorship to the debate team delegation, so Li Ye was very popular in the delegation at this time.
"Brother Wang, we don't need to use public funds for this. I am participating in the exchange meeting because of me, so I should pay for it personally."
"How can I let you pay for it alone? I have already applied for the money."
Wang Xiaokun was quite loyal. He patted his trouser pocket, making his thin leather wallet snap.
Li Ye smiled and whispered, "We can use the money we save to buy some souvenirs. I heard that electronic products in Lijiapo are not expensive."
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Wang Xiaokun looked at Li Ye, squinted his eyes and smiled shyly.
Now that we have finally secured a spot for an overseas study tour, there should at least be some benefits, right?
The workers who went to East Africa to help with construction came back with a bicycle each!
Yes, it is a genuine 28 bicycle.
In the 1970s and 1980s, the price of that thing at Hei Shishu's place was less than one-third of that in mainland China.
. . . . . .
Li Ye and the other two took a taxi all the way to the agreed literary exchange venue, Raffles Hotel. After getting off the car, Qiao Dapeng and Wang Xiaokun were a little shocked.
"Holding a rally here? Are the scholars in Southeast Asia so rich?"
Li Ye shook his head slightly and said, "Some scholars are very rich, and some are quite poor. But since we are not the ones spending money, we should not be polite later."
Raffles Hotel is the earliest luxury hotel in Lijiaopo. Before those five-star hotels were built later, it was even somewhat "unique" and many famous people in the world have stayed here.
Then you can imagine the cost of entry.
Even someone like Li Ye who is not short of money feels that it is a bit of a luxury to choose this place as the venue for a literary gathering.
After entering the hotel, the waiter was very nice. He led Li Ye and the other two to the door of a lobby, then turned around and left.
Well, fortunately, the waiters in Lijiaopo don’t have the habit of accepting tips, otherwise Li Ye and the other two might have to spend dozens of dollars just to take a look around.
Li Ye and the other two pushed open the door of the hall, and a loud noise broke out.
Dozens of people had already arrived in the huge conference hall. They were divided into several small groups and were chatting and exchanging pleasantries enthusiastically.
Qiao Dapeng asked in a low voice: "Li Ye, are these all young writers? Why do some of them not look like them?"
Qiao Dapeng and Wang Xiaokun were both a little confused, because among the dozens of people in front of them, at least half of them did not fit the image of "writers" in their perception.
Although most of them are well-dressed, many of them are not "polite"
However, many of them have crooked ties and unbuttoned shirts, and it is even more common for them to have gray hair and bad complexions. They don't look like "young writers" at all, but more like middle-aged uncles.
What's worse, some of them even had cigarettes in their mouths. Although the smoking ban in Lijiaopo in 1984 was not as cruel as in later generations, it was still bold.
Li Ye glanced at him sideways and whispered back, "You're wrong. The more you think they don't look like the novelists, the more likely they are to write novels!"
Qiao Dapeng asked, "How do you know? Do you know them all?"
Li Ye shook his head slowly without explaining.
In his previous life, he communicated with many online writers, and they all seemed so "free and easy" in their daily lives.
Because among the popular literature writers, many people don't like to communicate with others, and their minds are often blank for the whole day.
Since you don’t communicate with others much, why do you still care about what to wear to look cool today? Which hairstyle is cooler, and which color tie is more attractive to female hormones?
On the contrary, famous authors will gradually pay attention to their external image as their social circles expand.
For example, Wen Ruian and a few friends gathered at the scene, looking very cultured.
"Sir, please show me your invitation."
Li Ye was about to go over and say hello to Wen Ruian, but a very young man in a suit blocked Li Ye with a smile.
Li Ye took out the invitation letter and said, "I am here to attend the rally. These two are my friends. They called me yesterday to let me know."
When the other party saw me, his eyes lit up immediately: "Oh, you are Mr. Li, welcome."
Li Ye smiled and said, "Thank you. Are you here to attend the exchange meeting as well?"
"I am not. I am an employee of Wu Group and I am in charge of the relevant matters of this rally."
The man in the suit stretched out his hand to Li Ye: "My last name is Wan, Wan Wentao, please give me your guidance in the future, Mr. Li."
Li Ye shook hands with the other party in surprise and asked, "Wu Group? Is the initiator of this exchange meeting Wu Group?"
Li Ye's invitation letter was sent by a literary association in Lijiaopo, and Li Ye really had no idea that it was related to the Wu Group.
Wan Wentao said: "Yes, the Lion City Youth Literature Association has a good relationship with the Wu Group, so we are the sponsor this time."
Li Ye nodded silently, with doubts in his heart. Was the reason why he was able to get the invitation letter and communicate with people of Wen Ruian's level due to his own strength or because of the Wu Group?
Wu Jinyuan is not close to Li Ye, but she always makes Li Ye feel weird.
But soon, Li Ye's doubts were dispelled because Wen Ruian and others gave Li Ye confidence.
"Come on, little brother, let me introduce you."
Wen Ruian pulled a young man and introduced him to Li Ye: "This brother Ding Qing is Mr. Gu's disciple. Mr. Gu asked him to bring you a message - when we meet, we should drink three hundred cups."
Li Ye looked at the young man who had written for Mr. Gu three times with some doubt, and couldn't help asking, "Did Mr. Gu really say that?"
Ding Qing smiled and said, "That's what he said. He is trying to quit drinking now, otherwise he would have wanted to come over."
Li Ye understood that Master Gu might not say this because of him, Li Ye, but most likely he was craving for wine.
According to the established timeline, Master Gu still has more than a year to live. His health is already very poor at this time, but alcohol, the culprit that harmed his body, is his lifelong love that he cannot give up.
But no matter what, with Master Gu's current status, he can say "Let's have a drink". From now on, whether he brags to the author of the novel or the reader of the novel, it will definitely have the effect of overwhelming everyone.
And some other young authors are not all unknown. They all have one or two representative works that once made waves of their own in the glorious era of martial arts.
Almost everyone has read Li Ye's "The North Wind Blowing" and "The Lone Soldier Looking Back to Hometown", and they have all given full affirmation to them.
The reason for this is that the creative sources of these people all come from the main lineage of flower growers in the north.
The language they used was Chinese, the world of martial arts in their works was the vast land of China, and the chivalrous rules followed in the books were also inseparable from the moral etiquette of the flower-growing people.
Otherwise, you can't write a story about a knight who does good deeds in the jungles of Southeast Asia, right?
Only cities with a rich history like Lin'an, Jinling and Chang'an can carry their dreams of the martial arts world.
It can be said that these people are the ones who most support the orthodoxy of flower planting.
"Mr. Wen, do you know that the Wu Group invited everyone here this time? Is there any other explanation?"
Li Ye casually asked his question after chatting with everyone for a long time.
Wen Ruian said: "I have heard some rumors that Wu's Cultural Communication Company wants to gather everyone's strength and jointly develop inland."
Li Ye said calmly: "How do we gather together?"
Wen Ruian said: "I don't know yet, but everyone is very interested in the mainland. After all, that is the root of our ancestors. The film and television industry in Hong Kong has already taken a step forward. It is not surprising that the Wu Group has this idea."
Li Ye understood a little.
This year's Spring Festival Gala, where singers from Hong Kong and Taiwan came to the mainland, gave Wu Jinyuan both inspiration and pressure.
People from Hong Kong have already rushed in to eat the meat, but you are still dawdling behind, not even able to have a sip of soup.
If we can win over a group of young writers, collect copyrights, and clarify the creative direction, we may be able to develop a one-stop path from reading to film and television adaptation, just like the online literature industry in later generations, where "capital is king".
Moreover, at that time, the martial arts trend was at its peak in mainland China, and it was much easier than the online literature industry in later generations.
Well, that woman Wu Jinyuan has big ambitions!
(End of this chapter)
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