1978 Synthetic Writers

Chapter 109 The Book of Desire
The three discussed for a long time and finally decided on the final order of the three prefaces based on the first letters of their pen names: Ba Jin, Mao Dun, and Shen Congwen.

"That's the only way. After the three articles are written as prefaces, Jiang Xian, you write a preface for yourself as the author's preface and put it at the end." Wei Junyi arranged.

"Okay, I'll listen to you, Teacher Wei." Jiang Xian said obediently.

There is a group in the cultural circle known as "two-end truth", that is, they are full of sincerity at both the beginning and the end of their lives.

Many people can be listed in this group: Ba Jin, Li Shenzhi, Wang Yuanhua and Wei Junyi are among them.

Wei Junyi is one of the two leaders of Renwenshe. She has no airs and is very careful in revising manuscripts. She is deeply respected by members of Renwenshe and writers. Everyone calls her "old lady" affectionately behind her back.

In her later years, she completed a thin little book "Thoughts of Pain" on her sickbed. It is praised as a book that tells the truth and will be passed down from generation to generation.

The matter is settled.

Jiang Xian went downstairs and prepared to go back.

Li Jingfeng followed him and gave him some pointers, "You have never written a preface. An author's preface is different from a proxy preface. In the author's preface, you need to talk about the book and its context."

As the two were walking, they saw a young man coming out of an office holding a newspaper and going into another office, looking silly.

"Who is that? I always see him in the Humanities Society." Jiang Xian was curious.

"Him? His name is Yang Dudu." Li Jingfeng introduced.

After saying that, he called out Dudu, and the man ran over. Li Jingfeng took out an empty cigarette box from his arms and gave it to him. Yang Dudu left happily like a child.

"He is the old lady's son and loves cigarette labels like his life."

"Really? How do you feel?" Jiang Xian hesitated to speak.

Li Jingfeng understood what he meant and sighed.

"Alas, I'm not going to talk about that. I'll continue to tell you how to write a preface."

After chatting for a while, Jiang Xian asked Li Jingfeng for a large stack of manuscript paper from Renwen Press, put it in the network cable bag, hung it on the handlebars of the bicycle, and returned to the Beijing Film Studio.

Passing the intersection of Shatan Street, there is a cosmetics advertisement with great visual impact. This is the earliest and largest "beauty advertisement" on the streets of Beijing after the founding of New China. It caused a sensation and people flocked to watch the "beauty" every day.

However, this so-called "beauty advertisement" and "visual impact" is actually very funny to Jiang Xian. The "beauty" in this advertisement is no different from a hand-drawn bare-headed photo. Even her feet are not exposed!

But it is of great significance.

This advertisement is like a temperature probe, which can measure the temperature of this era.

Concentrate your mind.

Jiang Xian focused his attention on the novel that he had composed himself in his mind.

It is a novella composed of two random inspirations, [Landlord] + [Incest].

[It is said that in the 33rd year of the Republic of China, a double lunar day between Cold Dew and Frost Descent became the wedding day of Yang Jinshan, a small landlord in Hongshui Valley, under the planning of the Yin-Yang master. The weather was very good in the morning. Yang Jinshan, who was less than 50 years old, rode his own mule, and his nephew Yang Tianqing rode a borrowed small donkey. The two of them set out on the rugged mountain road to Shijiaying to pick up the bride, one in front and one behind.

The sun has already passed the ridge, and the fog is like an egg yolk that has been soaked in pumpkin soup. Yang Jinshan is swaying on the waist of the mule, and the top hat on his head is like an overturned and upside-down lamp bowl. The sixteen-year-old Yang Tianqing has a bald head that is shaved white. In the cold autumn morning breeze, he shines with an innocent and healthy, joyful and lively light. ]
This is a novel that jumps out of an era full of taboos. It writes about desire, men's desire, in an era when desire cannot be expressed in words.

【Landlord】+【Incest】=
"Fuxi Fuxi", Liu Heng.

When it comes to the name "Fuxi Fuxi", many people may feel unfamiliar.

But this story must be familiar to everyone, because one of the fifth generation directors later adapted this novel and put it on the screen in 1990. It was "Ju Dou" directed by Zhang Yimou.

In 1991, the film was nominated for the Best Foreign Language Film at the 63rd Academy Awards, and was also the first Chinese-language film to be nominated for an Oscar.

The female lead is of course Gong Li, one of the most famous actresses in the film industry. However, Jiang Xian is still impressed by her performance. She is really beautiful, and every role she plays is very flavorful. She is a great oriental beauty.

As I said, you can question Zhang Yimou's character, but you cannot question his eyes.

The novel "Fuxi Fuxi" tells the story of Yang Jinshan, a landlord, who married Wang Judou from Shijiaying after his wife died, hoping that she would continue his family line. Unexpectedly, Yang Jinshan's nephew Yang Tianqing and Judou fell in love with each other.
The taboos of landlord Yang Jinshan, his nephew Yang Tianqing and Ju Dou.

Landlord, incest.

This is the confidence of Jiangxian Synthesis.

As for the content, there are some differences between "Fuxi Fuxi" and "Ju Dou". Zhang Yimou made a lot of adaptations, so even the final ending is different.

This gave Jiang Xian more options when copying.

"Screenwriter Jiang!" He was just thinking about it when Zhu Shimao, who was very serious, stood beside him and greeted him.

Jiang Xian still remembered to tie the car with an iron chain, and only then he was polite to this person.

"Comrade Zhu, have you eaten?"

"Ate."

"How is it? Are you used to living in the capital?"

"I'm used to it. The conditions here are better than where we are, except that the weather is a little cold."

If you look closely, you can see that Zhu Shimao's neck is leaning forward a little, which is especially obvious as he gets older. That's because he fell while rehearsing a drama and injured his cervical vertebrae.

"Writer Jiang, I am actually your reader. I have read every one of your novels."

"Really?" Jiang Xian was surprised. "Which one do you like best?"

"The animals are ferocious." Zhu Shimao said without hesitation, "To be honest, I have excerpted many passages from that novel to write my love letter."

As the two were chatting, Chen Xiaoer came up with an expression on his face. He greeted Jiang Xian first and then Zhu Shimao.

"Comrade Zhu Shimao! We haven't gotten to know each other well yet. My name is Chen Peisi. We will be in the same crew from now on. Please take care of me." Chen Peisi spoke in a clear voice and tilted his neck, as if flattering.

"you are too polite."

Zhu Shimao stretched out his hands sternly, "Comrade Chen, I've seen the movies you acted in, and you acted really well. As a newcomer, I want to learn a lot from you."

"Haha, no, no." Chen Xiaoer touched his head, quite proudly, "It's strange to say, I don't know why, the first time I saw you, I felt very familiar, as if I had seen you somewhere before."

"Really? I have the same feeling. Maybe this is what they call feeling familiar at first sight." Zhu Shimao laughed heartily.

Jiang Xian was standing next to it and having a great time watching.

Whenever these two people stood there, even without saying a word, he would just watch it as if he was watching a performance.

(End of this chapter)