A healing writer? No, it's a depressing writer!

Chapter 241 It's Xu Sanguan who's suffering. What does it have to do with me, Jiang Hai? I also want to keep a low profile, but my strength won't allow it!

In fact, Jiang Hai had no intention of attending any young writers' gathering.

But there is no way, once you enter the world, you have no choice.

Humans are social animals. No matter how reluctant you are, as long as you still want to stay in this circle, you have to learn to try to deal with people in the circle.

Circles are very important. They may not necessarily provide timely assistance, but they can definitely add icing on the cake.

For example, if the same explicit description in vernacular Chinese is published at the same time by a writer in the circle and a writer outside the circle, it will cause different reactions.

If you are a writer who is not in the same circle, you can write a sentence like this at the end of your article:

"Oh my God, please fuck me to death!"

The reader’s first reaction after seeing this sentence:

"What the hell is this?"

"How come some rotten fish and shrimp are eager to write a book?"

But if this sentence is written by a well-known veteran writer in the circle, and this veteran writer has a considerable influence in today's literary world:
"Oh God, please, please fuck me to death!"

When readers see this sentence, they will not only not find it vulgar, but will even start to imagine all kinds of things based on it:
"On the surface, this sentence is indeed a bit vulgar, but since the teacher wrote it this way, it must have a deeper meaning."

"First, the protagonist shouted this sentence in a very angry state, which directly expressed the protagonist's struggle and resistance against fate. Secondly, the author must want to use this sentence to show the complexity and struggle of human nature."

As long as you have a certain social status and have made a name for yourself in the circle.

Even if you do nothing.

Even if you are obviously cursing someone.

But even so, you don't have to worry too much
Because there are great scholars who will debate for you.

Maslow's hierarchy of needs theory divides human needs into five models, from low to high:
Physiological (food and clothing), safety (job security), social needs (friendship), esteem, and self-actualization.

Obviously, according to Jiang Hai's current level, he has already escaped from the lowest level of physiological and safety needs. He wants to get the ultimate respect and self-realization. One of the aspects that cannot be avoided is social
This gathering of young literary writers, organized by the China Writers Association, was held in a private club on the outskirts of the city, famous for its traditional architectural style.

This private club covers an area of ​​up to one hundred acres, with countless pavilions and towers, picturesque scenery and antique charm.

Jiang Hai brought Yang Wei, led by a maid in cheongsam, from the gate built with green bamboos, crossed the bamboo forest, and arrived at the lobby door.

Looking around at the huge pavilion in the middle of the lake at the entrance of the attic.

Yang Wei couldn't help but sigh:
“This place is really big.”

Logically speaking, a fat person should not be qualified to attend a gathering of this level.

Fatty is not a writer. If we really want to talk about his relationship with writers,
Should he only be considered half an online writer?

But even if he was not qualified to attend the event, and he himself had not received an invitation from the organizer, then again, any student of the Chinese Department, any young person who has the dream of becoming a writer,
Who wouldn't want to come to a place like this to see the world?

You know, the participants of this kind of gathering of young writers are all the backbones of today's young literary generation.
Even if you are not on the same level as others.

Even if there is a huge gap between your strength and others'.

Maybe come here to meet these young talents and expand your respective networks.
This is naturally very good.

"Brother Hai, I heard that those who came to the rally today are all big names." The fat man walked beside Jiang Hai and said to him in a very expectant tone, "Who knows, in 20 or 30 years, many people here will be included in the future Chinese textbooks, just like Mr. Liu Zhenyun and Mr. Jia Pingwa now."

"Look at my hairstyle. Is it neat and tidy? If I can meet a few young female writers on the forum today, I will make a fortune."

In principle, outsiders are not allowed to enter such forums and gatherings.

But unfortunately, there are no principles in Jianghai.

The China Writers Association sent Jiang Hai an invitation letter stating that he could bring his relatives to attend the forum, but unfortunately Jiang Hai had no relatives or a partner, and Fatty was very interested in this gathering of young writers, so this vacant seat was left unfilled.
Naturally, it fell on the fat man.

"No one will care about the few hairs on your head." Jiang Hai glanced at Yang Wei beside him and said disapprovingly, "Later, the only thing we will do when we go in is..."

“Just eating!”

"Watch your face, and try not to talk if you can"

The country's definition of "youth" is people aged 15 to 35.

Although it is called a youth gathering, there are many middle-aged men among them who are bigger than the sea.

Jiang Hai felt that he was not a talkative person and he felt that he was not good at communicating with outsiders.

Adhere to the principle of saying more and taking more actions, doing less and making fewer mistakes, and doing nothing and making fewer mistakes.

Jiang Hai was certain before he entered the sect.

This time I am attending this literary gathering just for the sake of formality, there is no need to take it too seriously.

"Mr. Jiang Hai, please come this way." The maid in cheongsam led Jiang Hai from the lobby door all the way to the banquet hall.

As soon as I arrived at the door, the sound of a gong was heard, followed by a cry as clear as a silver bell:

"Mr. Jiang Hai is here~"

The banquet hall is about four or five hundred square meters and looks quite spacious.

Scan around.

There are about seventy or eighty people accommodated here.

When Jiang Hai walked into the banquet hall and the gong sounded, the seventy or eighty people all looked towards the door at the same time:

"This is Jiang Hai?"

It is different from the imagined Jiang Hai. In everyone's impression, Jiang Hai should be like the books he wrote.
Smiling and unsmiling.

Experienced many vicissitudes of life.

Mature and heavy.

After all, in the literary circle, there has always been a saying called.
A book is like its author!

But who would have thought that Jiang Hai and his book were two completely different things. When people first saw him, they would say
young!

This is really too young!

Jiang Hai is known as the pioneer of the genre of pioneering documentary literature and the famous master of mourning literature. Based on the preconceived stereotypes of the two literary works "Xu Sanguan Selling Blood" and "No Longer Human", everyone unanimously believes that Jiang Hai, like the books he writes, focuses on a...
Deep hatred and bitterness!

But who would have thought that when we actually saw the river and the sea in front of us, we would realize in the true sense that——

wrong!

It turns out that their impression of Jiang Hai was totally wrong!

Facing the people in the banquet hall, Jiang Hai was as happy as a spring breeze. He smiled and greeted the young writers from all walks of life in front of him:

"Hello everyone~"

It was this scene that shattered many people's stereotypes and made many people at the scene say they couldn't accept it.

“Is this the writer who wrote No Longer Human???”

"Is this the author who wrote 'Xu Sanguan Selling Blood'???"

No Longer Human is praised as the culmination of mourning literature. The book contains a strong and extreme decadent atmosphere, which once made people feel that there was no meaning in existing in this world. It is precisely based on this decadent culture that once people have a deep understanding of it, they can't help but feel emo, depressed, and even want to die, which subconsciously makes people think that...
The author of "No Longer Human" must be a tragic thinker who has suffered from hardships and setbacks.

It is precisely because I was immersed in such extreme emotions every day that I suffered a major blow to my spirit and mind, so in this extremely unhealthy mental state.
This is how he wrote "No Longer Human", a rare masterpiece of decadent literature in the world!
But looking at Jiang Hai in front of him, he had a bright smile on his face, as if he were bathed in spring breeze, and his whole body exuded bursts of vitality.

This made everyone fall into deep thought:
"This person."

"From what angle can we tell that he is depressed???"

At a literary gathering, apart from the tedious process of reciting poems and painting, the rest of the process is naturally just eating and drinking.

After entering the banquet hall, he simply greeted everyone around him, without paying attention to what the people around him were thinking.

Jiang Hai walked directly to the buffet and executed the strategy he had decided upon when he entered the door - start showing off!
No matter what you think.

Whatever you're discussing.

All in all, I just show off and eat my own food!

"This Coke would taste better if I added some ice, right?"

"This little cake, with meat floss added, tastes really good."

However, Jiang Hai has been trying to keep a low profile as much as possible since the moment he entered the door.

Apart from a polite greeting.
He didn't have anyone to talk to.

Didn't talk to anyone either.

However, even though he did not want to be the focus of attention, the title of "China's No. 1 Young Literary Figure" hung on his head, making it impossible for him to keep a low profile even if he wanted to.

Ever since he entered the banquet hall.

A man who looked to be about 27 or 28 years old and had a mature appearance, kept looking at Jiang Hai from head to toe:

"Is this Jiang Hai, the one that my teacher specifically told me to befriend before I left?"

The man's name is Gu Yucheng. He is a representative figure of the younger generation in the Northwest literary circle and a favorite student of Jia Pingwa.

He has almost perfectly inherited the creative concept of local literature of Mr. Jia Pingwa, and has published literary works with very personal characteristics in many famous traditional literary journals in China, such as "Contemporary", "October" and "Harvest".

Before leaving, Jia Pingwa, chairman of the Writers Association, specifically told him:

"If I can meet Jiang Hai at this young writers' gathering, I will definitely make friends with him."

"This person is very likely to be the hope for the rise of the literary world"

In literature, he was able to write tragic masterpieces such as "Xu Sanguan Selling Blood" and "No Longer Human" at a young age.

In opera, two extremely classic plays, "The Butterfly Lovers" and "The Injustice of Dou E", directly won him the Cao Yu Drama Literature Award.

In the film and television industry, whether it is "Hachiko: A Dog's Story" or "The Crucible", they are both rare classics and tear-jerking masterpieces in film and television scripts.

You know, Jiang Hai he.
Only in his twenties!

At the young age of just over 20, he was able to achieve great success in many fields and write so many classic literary works.

If Jiang Hai is given enough room to grow, and if he is given another ten years of golden creative time,
God knows how terrifying Jiang Hai will grow to be?

Just as Gu Yucheng was looking at Jiang Hai and pondering secretly.

Jiang Hai took out his phone, opened WeChat, and sent a video to Chen Hanying from the animation studio:
"Look, let me show you three people and a pig."

In fact, Gu Yucheng didn’t know much about Jiang Hai’s “No Longer Human”. He himself didn’t like foreign literature very much. Just as the concept that the Northwest literary circle has always adhered to—

Local literature is the orthodox literature!
Therefore, apart from works related to the "rural" theme, he basically does not pay attention to works on other themes.

Coincidentally, "Xu Sanguan Selling Blood" tells the story of a wave of "blood selling" in China in the 1950s and 1960s. Especially among farmers and low-income people at that time, selling blood was seen as an extremely common behavior and a magic weapon for "getting rich quickly".
Precisely because "Xu Sanguan Selling Blood" is related to rural themes, Gu Yucheng has done very careful research on this book.

“This is a realistic work that depicts suffering. Although the word ‘suffering’ is not mentioned directly, the plot about suffering runs through the entire book.”

Frankly speaking, when Gu Yucheng finished reading the book "Xu Sanguan Selling Blood", he was completely immersed in it, and the aftereffect was so strong that he has not recovered until now.

Whenever I think back to the plot in the book, I feel inexplicably depressed and painful.

Looking at the smile on Jiang Hai's face that overflowed from the heart, he couldn't imagine that such a classic tragic masterpiece.
How could such a person write such a book? ? ? ?

“I can’t accept it”

Perhaps, it is out of doubt.

Or maybe, it's out of confusion.

Gu Yucheng put aside the conversation with the people around him and walked straight towards the direction where Jiang Hai was eating. Perhaps because of his direct personality, he did not introduce himself to Jiang Hai.

As soon as he approached, Gu Yucheng frowned and asked Jiang Hai directly:

"Xu Sanguan Selling Blood, is this really a book you wrote???"

Although, it is a bit presumptuous to ask such a question to a writer without introducing myself.
This is indeed a bit rude.

But given Jiang Hai's straightforward personality, he obviously didn't take such things to heart.

He put down the roast suckling pig in his hand, turned around, and smiled at Gu Yucheng:
"Why not?"

"Who else could have written the book?"

Even with Jiang Hai's confirmation, Gu Yucheng still couldn't believe that this kind-looking, smiling young man in front of him could actually write such a bitter and vengeful book like "Xu Sanguan Selling Blood"?
"Don't people always say that a book is like its author?"

“When the author is confused, the protagonist in the author’s work will be confused.”

"When the author suffers, the protagonist in his work will feel pain."

"If the protagonist created by the author is full of confusion and pain, then the author himself should also have a character full of contradictions and entanglements."

"Why is it that this statement is completely different when it comes to Jiang Hai?"

It was precisely because of this doubt that Gu Yucheng asked Jiang Hai directly:

"The whole text of "Xu Sanguan Selling Blood" is filled with a tragic tone. Although the word "suffering" is not explicitly mentioned, it runs through the entire book."

"Why would someone with your personality write a tragic character like Xu Sanguan?"

"Don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else, I just feel a little confused."

On the surface, Gu Yucheng was just having an academic discussion with Jiang Hai.

But in fact, anyone with a discerning eye can tell that this is a question of whether Jiang Hai's work was written by him.
There are always doubts, but there are especially many this year.

Jiang Hai has already encountered enough such inquiries, so he naturally wouldn't take such words to heart.

"It's Xu Sanguan who's suffering. What does it have to do with me, Jiang Hai?" Jiang Hai looked at Gu Yucheng indifferently and pointed out the illogicality in his words. "Because the protagonist of my novel is a tragic character, should I be like him, indecisive and worried about gains and losses?"

"Isn't this statement a bit rogue?"

"Please make it clear that he and I have our own lives."

It’s Xu Sanguan who is suffering, what does it have to do with me, Jiang Hai?
Jiang Hai's words made Gu Yucheng fall into deep thought.

Although what Jiang Hai said did make sense, it was obviously not enough to convince Gu Yucheng.

"If you can completely isolate yourself from the characters in your work, then you must be very good at processing emotions?"

“I want to know something.”

“How do you deal with the troubles in life when you are working or creating?”

How to reduce worries in life?

Jiang Hai raised his head and looked at Gu Yucheng in front of him with a calm expression.

His answer was concise:

“Don’t argue with stupid people.”

Hear this.

Gu Yucheng subconsciously wanted to refute, he looked at Jiang Hai stubbornly:

“I think you are wrong, because”

Unexpectedly, before he could finish his words, Jiang Hai's words silenced him instantly:
"Oh, yes, yes, you are right."

(End of this chapter)