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The woman who hummed had long hair, the ends of which were slightly yellow, and a long face with a long middle part. Her originally pretty face looked odd and subtle because of the long middle part, vaguely like a good-looking horse face.
This woman's name is Sun Yang. She is a female poet with some fame in the niche cultural group. The poems she writes are unconventional, and she usually speaks in a sarcastic and harsh manner. She does what she wants and does not care about other people's reputation. She is a relatively self-centered person.
Her poems are very popular. She is a person with personality and edges, but her temper is not pleasing to the eye. Some of her obsessed readers can't stand her personality after meeting and getting along with her. Of course, there are also people who like her "true nature".
Sun Yang is an overly pessimist. Her poems are full of emotional clamor, highly inflammatory and infectious. The frowning man next to her is an even more remarkable figure. He can be said to be the "soul figure" of the poetry meeting they organized, and he is also the male poet with the highest level of poetry writing and the most powerful feeling.
Qin Yao knew this male poet, Yuan Qun, who could be said to be one of the most famous leading figures in the poetry world in the 1980s. He was very popular among the people. His poems were full of individualist expressions, venting of personal emotions, and also had a bit of root-seeking culture.
Both the man and the woman are influential leaders in the poetry society, and Lao Li is a literature enthusiast. His poetry writing ability is average, but he has several popular poems. His novels are also average, but he has participated in the creation of film scripts, and his articles have excellent storytelling. At the same time, he has strong organizational skills, and many chores are coordinated by him. He can be said to be a butler-like figure.
Zhong Yueshan is better at writing novels, and is particularly good at portraying and describing characters, making all kinds of characters vividly.
Each of these people has his or her own strengths. When they gather together, they form poetry gatherings and a small cultural circle.
"Okay, then I'll go to your poetry reading and feel the atmosphere." Qin Yao could see that Yuan Qun and Sun Yang were not welcoming, but what did this have to do with her? She just wanted to see what the poem looked like and witness these people reading and discussing it with their own eyes.
Old Li was very happy: "That's great. I really want to listen to your masterpiece, Assistant Qin! How wonderful it would be to hear your voice reading your own poems. Let me think of a sentence to describe it - like listening to heavenly music and hearing it for a while."
Qin Yao: “…” Comrade, this is too exaggerated.
Not to mention that Lao Li's words were exaggerated, his tone was even more exaggerated, vivid, with a strange accent, as if it was a reading tone he created himself.
The personalities of many intellectuals are like those of cats. Sometimes they are passionate and enthusiastic, and sometimes they are cold, self-restrained and keep people at a distance.
Normally he sleeps alone and ignores everyone, but from time to time he will jump up and act crazy.
Sun Yang came over and said, "People like you shouldn't write sticky poems. They are all about trivial family matters. The pattern is too small."
"Whether writing articles or poems, they are all about expressing your thoughts, feelings and ideas. There are no restrictions, and anything can be written into poems." Qin Yao smiled slightly and said, "I don't think writing poems is an elegant job. It's just like writing a diary. Just write it down on a draft paper and it becomes a poem."
Poets look down on novelists. It has been like this since ancient times. Poets always think they are superior to others. Novels belong to popular culture and belong to the common people. They are not the kind of high-brow stuff.
The 1980s was a heyday for poetry. Intellectuals at that time also admired writing poetry and did not look down on those who wrote novels. However, later on, the audience for poetry became smaller and smaller, and it could no longer lead the craze, and talent in poetry gradually dwindled.
Qin Yao knew the name Sun Yang. Although she was once very popular, what she wrote could not stand the test of time. Most of her writings were just emotional outbursts. After the changes of the times, they could no longer resonate with people and disappeared from the public's sight, becoming unknown.
Qin Yao knew that Sun Yang took poetry writing too seriously in his later years, which constrained his actions and he could no longer write any outstanding poems. Instead, he wrote some "fine brushwork paintings" full of craftsmanship. They were beautiful, but tasteless and a pity to throw away, as they lacked real emotions.
Real art must contain the author's emotions. When an author becomes famous and starts to act "arrogant", it becomes difficult for him to write sentences that contain real emotions.
Sun Yang: "You low-level people are like this, you have no respect for literature and art."
"Not just anyone can come to our poetry reading."
Qin Yao said calmly, "Then you can leave the poetry meeting. Yes, that's right. Don't stare at me. How many good poems can a person with such poor tolerance and narrow-mindedness write in the future? Don't be mean to others behind their backs every day."
Sun Yang was furious: "Who do you think you are?"
"They all welcome me, but you don't. The minority must obey the majority. If you are not satisfied, you can apply for withdrawal yourself." Qin Yao raised his eyebrows and looked at her with slight contempt.
Qin Yao originally wanted to make friends with some poets and authors, but she would never put herself in a difficult position. If the other party spoke impolitely, she would still confront them. Besides, it didn't matter to her whether she made friends with this group of people or not.
"Pfft——" At this time, a woman next to her laughed unceremoniously. She had short and neat hair. Although she was a woman, her facial features were sharp. She just stood there with cold eyes and even a bit of harsh coldness in her expression. When she laughed at this moment, it was like ice melting.
Zhong Yueshan: "This female comrade is really good at quarreling!"
Yuan Qun, who had been frowning, now had a smile in his eyes. Everyone who had attended the poetry gathering before was used to Sun Yang's temper. Women were not very strong in fighting and most of them could not win an argument with her, while men seldom argued with her about these things, so they indulged Sun Yang's arrogance.
Now that she has met Qin Yao who dares to confront her directly, things are much more interesting. Comrade Sun Yang has hit a wall.
Qin Yao: "You male comrades don't argue, just flip the table and show your true colors."
As she spoke, the short-haired woman laughed again. Her name was Xu Zhehua. Her name sounded a bit masculine, so she was always mistaken for a man. She didn't get angry and didn't explain. If others thought she was a man, then she was a man. If others thought she was a woman, then she was a woman.
"Assistant Qin, you have to join our poetry club. There are few female comrades in the club, and having you as one more person means more strength. You are not polite when talking to these men, and that's great."
Xu Zhehua really dislikes Sun Yang. Sun Yang appears to be a very genuine person, but in poetry gatherings, she always treats gay men and lesbians very differently. She speaks politely to gay men, especially in front of Yuan Qun, in an almost "fawning" manner. But when it comes to other female comrades, she speaks the truth with her so-called "genuine nature", which is really disgusting.
Xu Zhehua was the one who felt this kind of difference in treatment the most. Sun Yang treated her as a man at first, and she was tall and pretty, so she was treated "specially and warmly" by Sun Yang. But when he found out that she was a woman, his attitude changed immediately. This was really...
Xu Zhehua really couldn't stand her. This guy spoke to Qin Yao like that precisely because Qin Yao was a woman. If it had been a man, a male assistant Qin, she would have squeezed in with a smile on her face.
When a man writes about small things, he is "detail-oriented", but when a woman writes about minutiae, she is "small-minded". This is a person with extreme double standards.
Qin Yao smiled and said, "There are people like me who are 'impolite', and there are lesbians who are 'polite'. These lesbians will not specifically show disgust and mean attitude towards women, but put on a smiling face towards gay men. I have seen this symptom in a book. It is a disease. It is explained in detail above. It is called 'mother-in-law syndrome'. When she looks at other men, she thinks they are her sons. When she looks at other women, she looks at them as if they are daughters-in-law. Her eyes are mean and her words are sharp."
Xu Zhehua was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud: "You said it well, this can definitely be made into a poem."
Sun Yang's cheeks were burning hot, and her brain was filled with blood because of their words. She didn't know whether to scold them or not. They didn't name anyone, and she took the initiative to admit it. Then was she the one who had "Mother-in-law Syndrome"?
"You sharp-tongued person, welcome to our poetry reading." Yuan Qun took the initiative to say.
"Same here. People like you who write poetry and become leaders must be number one when it comes to being sarcastic and mean." Qin Yao fired at will. At this point, only a fool would want to participate in this so-called poetry gathering. There was no need to maintain superficial peace. He could say whatever he wanted.
Yuan Qun narrowed his eyes and said, "That's great."
Qin Yao looked at him in surprise at this time, and Sun Yang stomped his feet and left. After that, the atmosphere became much better. Qin Yao got to know this female poet named Xu Zhehua. She always felt that she might have heard of this name before, but she couldn't remember anything about her. It was a pity that she didn't have the skill of photographic memory before, so she forgot what works she had.
Xu Zhehua invited her to attend a poetry sharing session organized in the park on weekends. "This is not the first time we have held a sharing session. Come and have a look. We can meet many talented people, not only those of us who write poetry, but also painters, screenwriters, and directors. Everyone loves poetry and is brought together because of poetry."
“Don’t be afraid of arguments. Gentlemen are harmonious but different, while villains are similar but not harmonious. The more you argue, the easier it is to have sparks of inspiration.”
"After everyone quarrels, they will move on from the quarrel tomorrow and no one will bear grudges."
Qin Yao: “…”
The ideas of this group of people are quite unusual. Qin Yao wants to participate in this poetry reading again.
Qin Yao wrote down the time and address on a piece of white paper. Gu Cheng saw it at night and asked her what she was secretly planning to do over the weekend.
As a student, Gu Cheng also had weekends off, so he asked, "Want me to take you and the kids to the park?"
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