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Qin Yao agreed to be an assistant for Yuan Rongjin in the literature workshop. On the way home, she vaguely thought that she had finally had some free time, but now she had been given more work to do.
However, this is not without its benefits. On the contrary, it can open up many literary circles. You may even run into future great writers and poets in the workshop - this is not impossible.
Many writers and poets who became famous in the 1980s and 1990s are currently attending college. It would be much easier to build good relationships with them and solicit their commissions for writing when they are not yet famous, which would be beneficial for their future development and the expansion of their personal network resources.
Qin Yao knew that writers at that time were different from those in the future. Perhaps because they had experienced the turmoil of the 1960s and 1970s, many writers and poets had sentimental values and did not want to make a living. They wrote works for themselves and did not expect to publish them. Instead, they hoped to send them to friends and communicate with them. Therefore, many writers kept close correspondence with each other and wrote simple book lists, not relying on this to make money.
Thinking of this, Qin Yao couldn't help but feel ashamed of herself. In the highly efficient society of the future, everything is for the purpose of climbing up, focusing on efficiency and not wasting, but the spirit is suppressed to the extreme... Even if people weigh the pros and cons, they will make choices between profit and efficiency.
Just like her, she participated in this kind of literary workshop just for the benefits and to expand her network. As for making friends with like-minded people, forget it.
There is some reason why writers look down on each other. It is human nature to be jealous and to compare with each other. However, writing is different from mathematics. Mathematics has a constant answer, but writing is like a thousand Hamlets in a thousand people. There is no quantitative judgment standard, and it is impossible to tell who is better.
Even though in the eyes of the world, it is not always the case to judge whose works are better in the literary circle. The authors' original preferences are very different, and there are countless people who are dissatisfied with each other.
In addition, those with great literary achievements generally have a small audience, and the books that are popular among the public are often popular books. For example, no matter how famous Lu Xun was, during the Republic of China period, the most popular and best-selling books were still those of the Mandarin Duck and Butterfly School.
People with great literary achievements may not necessarily be able to make money, and these people do not intend to make money by writing books, they do it purely for interest. Therefore, in the 1980s, many people did not write for money, but more to express themselves.
Qin Yao was somewhat looking forward to interacting with this kind of idealistic literati, but at the same time she also doubted whether such idealistic and romantic people really existed. In the future, when everyone is oppressed by high housing prices, everyone is talking about getting rich quickly and making money. It is not an individual's fault, but the 30-year mortgage really makes ordinary people breathless.
Who doesn’t want to get rich quickly? Qin Yao herself is also a vulgar person, but after becoming rich, she will not look down on people who have dreams. On the contrary, she will admire them very much and maybe even support a few people with dreams.
She also had some idealistic ideas, such as owning a zoo and opening an author club, where the authors would write books at night and serve as animal keepers for her during the day.
...Well, it seems a bit too idealistic.
When she got home, Qin Yao was still in high spirits. She couldn't help humming a little tune while mopping the floor. Gu Cheng brought the child back and saw her like this. He couldn't help but smile and asked, "What's up? Did the symposium go well today?"
"Well, I also met an unexpected old man. Oh no, I have to respect him, old professor." Qin Yao smiled and told Gu Cheng about the old man who was trying to scam her. When Gu Cheng learned about the conversation between Yuan Rongjin and Qin Yao, he almost spit out water.
Gu Cheng put the cup down, loosened his fist, picked up the cup again, put a few wolfberries in it, and poured hot water.
"After meeting Professor Yuan, I have more confidence in you." Qin Yao also poured herself a cup of hot water, blew on it, and nodded.
Gu Cheng: “?”
"Professor Yuan is a handsome old man. Even though he is so old, he is 1.8 meters tall and has no hunchback. He looks very energetic. You can tell at a glance that he was an extremely elegant and handsome young man when he was young."
Gay men tend to gain weight in middle age. Qin Yao has seen many greasy men after marriage, or male doctors, and future male doctors and male professors tend to gain weight easily, especially those whom he has known since undergraduate studies. They were still young and green guys when they first entered college. At the undergraduate farewell party, those who were admitted to the graduate school of the same school began to toast their supervisors, and there was a vague trend among the same schoolmates... After they got their doctorate, many gay men gained weight seriously. Those who were lucky enough not to gain weight became teachers in universities after graduation. Within five years, they were given various titles and promoted to associate professors and professors. They had countless drinking parties and gained weight all the way... or they became swollen.
It is rare to see tall and thin people. Such people are probably very strict with themselves. Of course, most people in the 1970s and 1980s were tall and thin. This was just because of the times. They generally didn't have much oil and couldn't gain weight.
Qin Yao has always been thinking that old people will have hunchbacks, and people will seem to be a few centimeters shorter. So what would it be like for a tall man like Gu Cheng to have a hunchback? I don’t dare to think about it too much.
When I met Yuan Rongjin today, I found that this thin and tall old man is quite good... I hope Comrade Gu can stay like this, so that it won't be embarrassing to take him to dance square dance when he is old, and maybe he will even be envied by all the old sisters.
Thinking of this, Qin Yao couldn't help but cover her forehead. Why did she think so much? Why does she feel like she can do square dancing when she gets old? The fate hasn't even started yet.
"You--" Gu Cheng put down the water cup, he put his hands on his waist, his originally slender body was stretched like a long kettle. The weather was hot, so he drank some hot water. Fine beads of sweat appeared on the tip of his nose. His skin was not white, but very delicate. From a close distance, it was moist and shiny.
The voice full of masculine magnetism was filled with disbelief: "I thought I had to be on guard against young handsome guys, but I didn't expect that I also have to be on guard against old men."
"What are you thinking about?" Comrade Xiao Qin slapped his forehead in annoyance. This guy was simply too competitive. He was jealous when someone praised an old man for being handsome. If he had the ability, he would turn her into a handsome old man in fifty years.
Gu Cheng: "Reasonable risk avoidance."
"I think you're asking for a beating."
The couple chatted and laughed for a while, and then the two kids jumped out noisily. Qin Yao looked at the tiny comrade Gu Mingming, who was about four or five sizes smaller than him, and her heart trembled. Compared with his biological father, Mingming's chin was even sharper, perhaps because his cheeks had not grown yet. He was a delicate little baby, naughty and noisy, with thin skin.
The eldest son Ruirui looks like her, naturally a little chubby. Although not too heavy, his face is more plump than Mingming's. He looks a little too soft, but he is also a lovely little baby.
It's strange to say, my brother Ruirui originally has a gentle appearance, somewhat like a girl, but he acts in an upright manner or a little careless, and his walking and sitting postures are relatively straight, and his posture is different from that of a girl. He is more like his father Gu Cheng.
Mingming has had a relatively delicate and angular face since he was a child, and some of his little poses are really coquettish. Yesterday, Qin Yao discovered that he had learned the "Royal Concubine Lying" posture. At such a young age, he is very stylish.
She would also imitate her mother by looking in the mirror and lifting her hair, and wrapping herself in a blanket as a long skirt... Her mother would sigh when she saw her.
"Did you steal candy again?" Qin Yao got closer and smelled the candy scent on her youngest son and immediately knew that he had done such a good thing.
The guy covered his mouth, looking guilty, but still shook his head firmly.
Brother Ruirui stood aside calmly. Qin Yao originally wanted to praise him, but then she noticed the oil on his hands - this guy is much quieter, but he eats a lot, too.
Qin Yao recently discovered that he ate secretly without saying anything, and even went along with it and blamed it on his younger brother. Mingming, this silly child, didn't care too much. When people said he ate, he felt that it was all his fault.
The boss is a bit sinister, but he is naturally "friendly".
After wiping the mouths and hands of the two little guys, Qin Yao curiously asked Gu Cheng: "Did you also steal oil and not wipe your mouth when you were a child?"
Gu Cheng: "That's not true. The child looks like you."
Comrade Xiao Qin gave him the word "get out".
Qin Yao took the job of the literature workshop and was very concerned about it. She even made time to participate in the workshop's activities. The people in the editorial department were also very supportive, hoping that their editor-in-chief Qin could meet more "talents" and could trick a few of them over in the future. That would be perfect.
Ordinary people look up to college students, especially those who can attend literature workshops. They must be masters of literature. Even if they are not masters, their level is more than enough to write articles for their magazines.
"Grandpa Yuan, you have so many books at home." Qin Yao went to visit Yuan Rongjin's home. Grandpa Yuan's home was full of books, and it was piled up high. He also had an old cat to catch mice, but the cat was old and could no longer catch mice, so some of the books were still eaten by mice.
Qin Yao felt it was a pity, but Old Yuan waved his hand and said, "Books have their own destiny."
Qin Yao was speechless: "Is its fate to be eaten by rats?"
"If it's gnawed by rats, there are still a few words left. If it's burned by fire or flooded by water, there will be nothing left... This shows that it has a good life."
Qin Yao: “…”
Qin Yao did not comment on this analogy, "Grandpa, is this the list of names for the workshop?"
"Yes, you should familiarize yourself with the name first."
Qin Yao looked at the list and found a few familiar names, including several poets and writers who became famous in the 1980s. It seems that this workshop is of great value.
The workshop was held in a large public classroom, with Qin Yao assisting from the side and observing the participants. In the middle sat a tall man with a square face and a very arrogant look. Needless to say, he must be a poet with his own style and aura.
There are also those who have round and chubby faces and look gentle, like a giant panda, but in fact their writing style is sharp and spicy. It really shows that you can't judge a person by his appearance.
There is also the stereotypical image of a literati in the eyes of the public, a handsome and tall young man wearing a pair of round-framed glasses, who loves to tell people's fortunes. He even danced in front of Qin Yao and asked her if she wanted her fortune told.
Qin Yao didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
She discovered that some writers in the 1980s were particularly fond of fortune-telling. This was not the first or the second, but the third. Perhaps they liked to observe the faces and expressions of all kinds of people in society, and while observing the details, they also developed an interest in fortune-telling.
"Assistant Qin, don't pay attention to him. He likes to read fortunes for everyone he meets. The hateful thing is that he is quite accurate. Alas, he is no better than the charlatans under the overpass. Ordinary people go to fortune-tellers for comfort, right? Who wants to hear the truth?"
Zhong Yueshan, who loves fortune-telling, said, "The truth is the most difficult thing in this world. Assistant Qin, do you want me to tell your fortune?"
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