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

Chapter 285: In time, he will surely shine in the world literary world! Literary celebrities gathered together, this is a literary feast

It is a clear and crisp autumn day, and there is already a slight chill on campus.

On the boulevard.

A young man wearing a windbreaker, carrying a backpack and carrying a suitcase was walking on Fuxing Avenue, looking very comfortable.

I don’t know why, but Jiang Hai always feels that there is only summer and winter in Chengxi School, but no spring and autumn.

When it's hot, it's especially hot. It's that kind of stuffy feeling that you'll faint from the heat in the dormitory without air conditioning in the summer. No matter what you do, you can't calm down.

When it's cold, it's especially cold, as if there is no autumn season at all. I was wearing thin short-sleeved shirts the day before, and changed into a thick cotton-padded jacket the next day.

The temperature difference is as big as a woman's heart.

At 8:30 in the morning, the fallen leaves on the boulevard had not yet been cleared by the cleaning lady.

When you step on the yellow fallen leaves wearing hiking boots, you will feel a very soft feeling and a rustling sound, which is very relaxing.

"sand--"

"sand--"

"sand--"

Jiang Hai passed the statue of Adam Smith, the author of The Wealth of Nations, in the center of May Fourth Square and came to the third canteen. He hummed a little song and shouted to the auntie who served breakfast in the canteen as usual:
"Auntie, give me a glass of mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, and a bottle of wanton recklessness."

"speak English!"

"Give me a cup of soy milk and a fried dough stick."

The auntie wearing a chef's hat and white sleeves took out a cup of soy milk from the window and stuffed it into Jiang Hai's hand. Then she turned around and went to the kitchen to find youtiao for him, cursing as she searched:
"Work is annoying enough, and now this happens every day"

"Get it."

Jiang Hai took the fried dough sticks and gave the aunt who was serving the meal a kind smile:

"Thank you, auntie~"

Over the past month, the filming progress of "Dying to Survive" has been extremely fast. Thanks to the strong support of Shanghai Film Studio, "Dying to Survive" has almost always had green lights from filming to review, and has not encountered any excessive obstacles at all.

In the words of Zhu Gaojun, director of Shanghai Film Studio:

"He has connections at the Beijing Film Studio, but I don't have any connections at the Shanghai Film Studio?"

"I am just old, not dead."

Although the subject matter of “Dying to Survive” is quite sensitive, once it is released, it will inevitably lead to discussions about high-priced drugs and the poorest patients. The issues involved include but are not limited to:

"Medicine is supposed to cure illnesses and save lives, so why is it so expensive?"

"If the patient just wants to live and cannot afford the sky-high-priced medicine, and at this time he takes the so-called 'illegal medicine' produced in India, then is this behavior considered emergency risk avoidance or illegal?"

"Is there any need for a bottle of 50,000 yuan worth of medicine to exist?"

“Why are cancer treatment drugs not covered by medical insurance? Does medical insurance only cover two things? This is not covered, and that is not covered either.”

Although, the subject matter is sensitive.

But the Shanghai Film Studio, including Jiang Hai, did not hesitate.

Art comes from life, but should be higher than life.

If people's daily lives are filled with common popcorn movies that generally lack reflection on life and the future, over time, the public will fall into a state of entertainment to death.

Only when there are some real and deeply thought-provoking movies in this society can we awaken the conscience of the public and let everyone know that the current era is not just about the prosperity and peace shown on the surface. In those invisible places, there is a group of people who
Struggling hard for life.

"Dying to Survive" is officially set to be released during the Spring Festival!"

China and France established diplomatic relations on January 1. If all goes well, "Dying to Survive" will be officially released nationwide in the second week after Jiang Hai arrives in France. At that time, it is the New Year period to bid farewell to the old and usher in the new. On this joyous day
You want everyone to go to the cinema to watch such a tragic movie full of tragedy?
What is the intention behind this?

In fact, Jiang Hai didn't want to spoil everyone's fun on such a great day. Just imagine this scene: a worker who has been busy for a year comes home and wants to take the whole family to the cinema to watch a movie during the Spring Festival to strengthen the relationship between family members.

谁料
Go in smiling and come out crying?

Doesn't this make people feel a little bit vicious?

Other movies released during the Spring Festival are comedy popcorn movies like "Charlotte's Troubles", "Detective Chinatown" and "Hello, Li Huanying", but when it comes to your Shanghai Film Studio, they release "Dying to Survive"?
This is to make the audience cry.
Or do you want the audience to cry? ? ?

Jiang Hai explained why such a tragic movie like "Dying to Survive" was released during the Spring Festival when the whole country is celebrating:

"Yes, I did it on purpose."

"what happened?"

As Jiang Hai walked towards the north gate of the school, he typed on his phone, explaining why "Dying to Survive" had to be shown during the Spring Festival:

"First of all, there are many people watching movies during the Spring Festival, so when there are many people, the box office of the cinema will definitely be good."

"Secondly, who says tragedy films can't be shown during the Spring Festival?"

"It didn't happen before, but now it does."

"Let's give Chinese films a little shock"

The bus stop at the east gate of Chengxi.

Jiang Hai was wearing a jacket with a portable suitcase beside him, waiting for the Writers Association to arrange a special car to take him to the airport.

In fact, this visit of the Chinese writers' delegation to France represents not only the exchange between writers of the two countries, but also the cultural exchange.

Similar to the "Ping Pong Diplomacy" in the 1970s, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs hopes to enhance cultural communication between the two countries through this writers' delegation's visit to France.

Based on this, the country attaches great importance to this diplomatic mission.

In the distance, a Toyota Coaster that looked like a bus was slowly driving towards the bus stop. After a while, it stopped steadily in front of Jiang Hai.

Toyota Coaster is the preferred vehicle for government officials to travel. It is a business bus that can carry 28 people.

If you see an ordinary Coaster with a national flag on the front of the car, driving steadily on the lane.

Even if you drive a Maybach.

No matter how valuable the car you drive is.

If you see this bus on the road, you'd better give way.

After all, some things simply cannot be measured by money.

The car door opened, and a very pretty girl with a bright smile on her face waved at Jiang Hai:

"Good morning, Jiang Hai~"

Hearing this familiar voice, Jiang Hai raised his head, looked at him, and was immediately surprised:

"You, why are you here too?"

Today, Chen Hanying was wearing a suitable suit, looking serious yet handsome, dignified yet delicate. Her facial features without makeup looked so pretty against the backdrop of the morning sun, her snow-white neck was so pleasing to the eye, her eyes were charming and her dimples were refreshing.

She wore a national emblem on her chest and took the initiative to open the door of Jiang Hai's seat:

"I am the translator and tour guide for this Sino-French writers exchange group."

I have heard that Chen Hanying's family is not simple. She is just an ordinary student, but she can always accompany Song Huimei, the vice president of CAFA. At first, Jiang Hai just thought that her family had a little money and she was a rich girl who was ignorant of the world. Now it seems...
I'm afraid her family has more than just a little money?
"You're very capable." Jiang Hai carried his luggage and stepped onto the bus. He looked at Chen Hanying with a meaningful look in his eyes. "Even I had to go through repeated reviews by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs before I could join the writers' exchange group. How could you join the group without anyone noticing, and even serve as a translator and tour guide?"

"Could it be that there is also an old lady with magical powers in your family?"

Jiang Hai's words made Chen Hanying blush. She lowered her head and glanced around hurriedly, not daring to look Jiang Hai in the face:

"I came here just by coincidence." We are all in this business, so who doesn't have some secrets?

Nowadays, if you want to make a living without any background, you would have been taken advantage of long ago.

"Don't take it seriously, I was just joking." Jiang Hai obviously had no intention of continuing to ask questions.

He got on the bus and took a look, and found that there were three or four people sitting in the bus. Some were young people of the same age as him, and some looked older, around forty years old. After Jiang Hai got on the bus, these people smiled and nodded at him.

Jiang Hai also smiled in return.

He found a random seat in the car and sat down. He looked at Chen Hanying beside him:

"so."

"Where are we going now?"

Chen Hanying took out the itinerary and took a look at it, then confirmed with Jiang Hai:
"We now need to go to Fudan University to pick up Professor Zhuang Hongyi, and then go to Tongji University to pick up Professor Wei Hanhe. These two teachers are writers selected by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to go to France for cultural exchange. After we pick them up——"

"We will go to the airport on time at 11 o'clock and go to Beijing. The writers of the Chinese delegation will gather at Beijing Normal University. After the press conference, we will take a group photo and then go to the Capital Airport and take a special plane to France to meet up with the writers' delegations from various countries at the Palace of Versailles in France."

The itinerary was fully arranged, but that was all the staff's job.

Jiang Hai did only one thing——

Get in the car and go to sleep.

He took off his coat, made a comfortable pose and lay down on the back seat of the bus.

"Comfortable."

Then, before putting on the blindfold, he specifically instructed Chen Hanying:
"It's okay, don't call me."

"Of course, if there is something, it's best not to call me unless it's extremely urgent."

One o'clock in the afternoon.

Beijing Normal University, gymnasium, the scene was packed with people.

Students rushed to the gymnasium like a tide, almost frantically, not for any other reason, but because the Chinese writers' delegation that was about to go to France would gather at the Beijing Normal University Gymnasium and hold a press conference under the auspices of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and CCTV media.

By then, the most elite group of writers in the country will gather here.

From Tie Ning to Liu Zhenyun.

From Su Tong to Jia Pingwa.

From Liu Heng to Chi Zijian.

From Chen Ran to Jiang Hai.
Beijing Normal University is itself one of the birthplaces of modern literature. In modern history, many writers have graduated from this university. Lu Xun, Qian Xuantong, Shen Congwen, Mu Mutian, Zhong Jingwen, Zheng Min, these writers who have left a strong mark in modern history, have all studied and taught at Beijing Normal University.

It can be said that Beijing Normal University itself has received a good literary education.

Today, the most elite group of writers in China will gather at Beijing Normal University, at the Beijing Normal University Gymnasium.

How could these students from Beijing Normal University not be excited?
The press conference is at 1:30 p.m.

But at one o'clock, the entrance of the gymnasium was full of people.

These students spontaneously gathered in front of the gymnasium, discussing with anticipation and gossip:
"Have you heard that Liu Zhenyun will also be here this time? Liu Zhenyun is a literary master that I have loved since I was a child!!! I love his One Sentence is Worth Ten Thousand Sentences so much!!!"

"I still admire Mr. Su Ruici more. He was included in my textbooks when I was in elementary school. His "Black Tadpoles and White Tadpoles" was my enlightenment reading. Do you know how astonished I was when I read these enlightenment stories in elementary school?"

"I heard that the chairman of the Writers Association, Tie Ning, is leading a team to France this time? Tie Ning is a writer of the older generation. He hasn't appeared on public platforms for many years."

"I heard that this time, not only writers but also artists are going to France! Do you know Mr. Chen Danqing, who paints oil paintings? His graduation work "Horse Herder" when he graduated from CAFA at the age of 28 was sold at a sky-high price of 1.6 million yuan some time ago."

"This time, Teacher Chen Danqing was also invited to visit the Louvre in France."

Among the crowd, there was a pretty girl with a slim figure. She was standing in the crowd and looking towards the other side of the gymnasium intentionally or unintentionally.

It can be seen that she seemed to be waiting for something.

Next to her stood a tall and sweet-looking young female student.

She held a copy of The Sun Also Rises in her hand and patted the girl standing in front of her with great interest:
"Shen Yue, I heard that you are an exchange student sent from Chenghai Drama Academy?"

"Then have you ever heard of Jiang Hai?"

River or sea?

Hearing this familiar name, Shen Yue's eyes could not help but flash with a trance.

Once upon a time, she and Jiang Hai were classmates?

But now.
The pretty girl holding "The Sun Also Rises" is Deng Bingying, the president of the Beijing Normal University Literature Society. She didn't notice the strangeness in Shen Yue's eyes at all. She held Jiang Hai's new work in her hand and spoke to her with great interest:
"I heard that Jiang Hai will also attend this press conference?"

“I love it so much!!!”

"I have been following Jiang Hai since he wrote No Longer Human. His writing style really suits my taste. The sadness and resentment between the lines are beautiful and full of yearning for the future."

"Awesome, really awesome!!!"

"In time, he will surely shine in the Chinese literary world, no, it should be the world literary world!!!"

At this point, Deng Bingying clenched her fist and swore to the people around her:

"I must seize the opportunity today. When Mr. Jiang Hai comes over, I must get his autograph. If I miss this opportunity, I really don't know when the next one will be."

Just as Deng Bingying was excitedly talking about her plan to get an autograph, she glanced at Shen Yue, who looked a little strange.

She immediately felt confused:

"Hey Shen Yue, what's wrong with you? Why do you seem a little off?"

Talent is a terrible thing, and there is no way to make up for it with hard work.

When was Jiang Hai considered his competitor?
But now.
I am still working day and night for a postgraduate degree.

Others have become world-famous and respected writers.

Shen Yue never dreamed that one day, Jiang Hai's name would be associated with famous writers such as Liu Zhenyun, Su Ruici, and Jia Pingwa.
In the past, they were still competitors.

But now, the gap between the two is like heaven and earth.
"I" For a moment, Shen Yue was speechless, and she didn't know what to say.

"Could it be that you are also a fan of Jiang Hai's books?" Deng Bingying was about to ask.

Someone in the crowd shouted:
"They're coming!!!"

All of a sudden, everyone's eyes began to focus on the distance.

In the distance, I saw a brown Toyota Coaster bus driving towards the crowd at a leisurely pace.

The car stopped steadily in front of the gymnasium and the door opened.

One after another, famous writers with great reputations in today's Chinese literary world keep walking out of the car.

When we were performing at Chengxi Opera, you called me by my full name, Jiang Hai.

I'm not arguing with you.

But after the drama, what should you call me?
The moment Jiang Hai opened the car door and walked out of the car.

A shout like a tsunami suddenly came:
"Teacher Jiang Hai!!!!"

"Teacher Jiang Hai, look here"

(End of this chapter)