1978 Synthetic Writers

Chapter 302 Every Huang Lei can find his own He Jiong

Jiang Xian strolled to the editorial office of "Yenching Literature".

As a member of the editorial board, it would be inappropriate for me not to show up in the editorial office for a long time.

"Teacher Jiang Xian!"

Liu Heng greeted him excitedly when he saw him, and looked at him expectantly, "Are you here to submit an article?"

"We'll talk about this next time." Jiang Xian looked at him with a smile, "Liu Heng, has our editorial department delivered this issue of 'Popular Movies'?"

"You mean the May issue?"

"Correct."

"I'll ask for you."

Liu Hengyi inquired and found out that the May 1982 issue of Popular Movies had just been delivered this morning.

He brought it to Jiang Xian and said with admiration:

"No wonder you have so many good scripts coming out one after another. You really pay close attention to news in the film industry."

"Yeah." Jiang Xian agreed perfunctorily.

Liu Heng is a chatterbox who would rather fall into the sea than let his words fall on the ground.

"Teacher Jiang, this year's Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Blue, Purple is pretty good. It's written by Jiang Zilong, and the actress is from the Beijing Film Studio, Fang Shu. She also acted in your previous TV series."

"Oh, you mean 'The Three Forks'?"

"Yes, yes, that's it!"

Jiang Xian sat in Liu Heng's seat and took "Popular Movies" from him.

Liu Heng stood by and wanted to discuss with Jiang Xian some interesting things in the film industry recently.
But Jiang Xian spread the magazine on the table, turned one of the pages swiftly, and under Liu Heng's stunned gaze, he tore it neatly from the magazine without saying a word.

Liu Heng was still in a daze when Jiang Xian had already extended his hand to him.

"Get me a pen."

".Why!"

Liu Heng recovered, agreed, and quickly took out a pen for Jiang Xian.

Jiang Xian held the pen in his hand, looked at the page of ballot in front of him for the Popular Film Hundred Flowers Awards, and began to fill it out.

Best Feature Film: Traffic.

Best Actress, Zhu Lin.

He did not leave the remaining spaces on the ballot blank, but filled them all with his own people.

Best Actor, Ge You.

Best Supporting Actor, Chen Peisi.

Best Supporting Actress, well, I'll give it to Liu Xiaoqing, she did a really good job in acting.

Last year, with the presentation of the first Chinese Film Golden Rooster Awards, the 4th Hundred Flowers Awards began to cancel most of the technical awards, so now there are only five awards: Best Picture, Best Actor, Best Actor, and Best Supporting Actor and Best Actress.

Jiang Xian filled out the ballot, just like signing for his parents when he was a child in school, and wrote Jiang Guoqing's name.

After doing all this, he looked up at Liu Heng.

"We only have this copy of Popular Movies?"

".There is one more."

Liu Heng answered, and seeing that Jiang Xian was still staring at him, he immediately understood.

"I'll get it for you right away."

As soon as he turned around, he rolled his eyes to the sky.

Tui!

I really thought you were paying close attention to every little thing going on in the film industry, and that's why you were so anxious to watch "Popular Movies".

It turns out that this is how he died!

"Teacher Jiang, this is the only one I have."

Liu Heng was still very quick to get the remaining volume of "Popular Movies" to Jiang Xian.

"It's a good thing it's our Capital Literature."

Jiang Xian lamented, "Now that the Hundred Flowers Awards are being held, you can't even buy Popular Movies outside. If you want to buy one, you have to queue up in the middle of the night."

Don't think that movie fans these days are not crazy anymore. Every Hundred Flowers Awards now receives a warm response from the audience. According to statistics, "Popular Cinema" receives an average of two to three million votes each year.

In this era of underdeveloped information, figures like two or three million are absolutely exaggerated.

The result of the enthusiastic response was that a copy of Popular Movies was hard to come by. Many viewers wanted to vote, but they just couldn't buy the magazine. Even if there were many units, they could only pool together one ballot.

"Liu Heng, which movie from last year do you think should be voted for the Best Feature Film?" Jiang Xian tore up the ballot and tapped it.

"I think?"

Liu Heng slapped his head and said, "I think 'Traffic Flows' is very well made and very funny!"

"Sincerely?"

"real!"

"More real than pearls?"

"Uh"

"Okay, then I'll listen to you." Without waiting for Liu Bo to answer, Jiang Xian immediately wrote "Traffic" on the ballot and asked Liu Heng what he thought about the following awards.

Liu Heng honestly repeated the result of the ballot that Jiang Xian had just filled out, showing that he was very eager to improve. Finally, Jiang Xian handed the ballot to him and asked him to sign it himself. He quickly wrote the two words "Liu Heng".

Jiang Xian was very satisfied. Just now, he was the only one filling out the ballot, so Liu Heng was a witness. Now that both of them have filled out the ballot, Liu Heng is an accomplice.

"If you ask me, the reason why the Hundred Flowers Awards is so successful is that it is democratic enough, right, Liu Heng?"

"Teacher Jiang, democracy, too democratic!"

Liu Heng lost his mind, just like He Jiong who praised Huang Lei for his cooking skills.

Even if Jiang Xian asked him to eat a piece of snot tissue today, he would say that the wontons made by Teacher Jiang were delicious.

After putting away the ballot, Jiang Xian went to see his acquaintances in the editorial department.

Zhang Dening looked at him with resentment. She hadn't seen Guo Jiangxian's manuscript for a long time. When they met, she asked him if he had any new manuscripts recently.

"I have already given it to People's Literature."

Jiang Xian chatted with her for a few words and then saw his eldest niece Wang Anyi.

Since finishing her studies at the Institute of Literature, he helped Wang Anyi transfer to the editorial department of Yenching Literature, where she served as the editor-in-chief of the novel group.

"Are you still used to it in the capital?"

"I've gotten used to it now. I used to vomit acid if I ate too many steamed buns, but now I have no problem eating steamed buns every meal." Wang Anyi said with a smile.

The two chatted about their recent situation, and Wang Anyi said a little embarrassedly:

"Comrade Jiang Xian, I recently wrote a new manuscript. Could you please take a look at it for me?"

"Manuscript?"

Jiang Xian immediately perked up, "Of course."

He took the manuscript, and Wang Anyi said that it had not been finished yet and currently only had 20,000 words.

Jiang Xian held the manuscript and read it. When he saw three words, he was excited.

——Xiaobao Village.

It tells the story of the fate and living conditions of several families in Xiaobao Village. Jiang Xian read a strong sense of "seeking roots" from it.

Undoubtedly, this is Wang Anyi's initiative to move towards "root-seeking" literature. Since Jiang Xian put forward the slogan of "root-seeking", the supporters of "root-seeking literature" have been promoting the wave of "root-seeking literature" in various ways, and have verified the literary value of the path of "root-seeking" with their own actions.

Up-and-coming writers such as Han Shaogong and Jia Pingwa are all holding back on their own “roots-seeking” efforts, and are looking forward to creating a groundbreaking “roots-seeking literature” work that will rock the literary world.

Obviously, Wang Anyi is also among them.

Jiang Xian spent an hour carefully reading Wang Anyi's unfinished manuscript "Xiao Baozhuang".

"It is written in a leisurely manner, without the oppressive feeling of modernist literature, and has a strong 'roots-seeking' tone. I think it is worth reading further."

Wang Anyi was delighted to hear this. Jiang Xian's comments were undoubtedly complimentary. Moreover, as the originator of the word "root-seeking", Jiang Xian was definitely an important figure in the field of "root-seeking literature" today. He could affirm the root-seeking color of "Xiao Bao Zhuang", which was definitely the evaluation Wang Anyi wanted most.

"When you're done, you can show it to me." Jiang Xian said with a chuckle, "Let's communicate more."

comminicate?

Wang Anyi couldn't help feeling a little elated after hearing these words.

She has a strong personality and has tried to catch up with Jiang Xian many times before, but she could only look at his back from a distance.

Now that Jiang Xian said he could communicate with her, Wang Anyi felt like she was on the same level with him again.

Not to mention the theoretical field, at least in the field of root-seeking literature creation, she is not far behind Jiang Xian.

Wang Anyi thought so.

Jiang Xian was thinking about editing Wang Anyi's work.

If I remember correctly, "Xiao Bao Zhuang" should be one of Wang Anyi's early novels that caused a sensation in the literary world.

After he finishes writing it, he has to let Wang Anyi show it to him. What if other editors ask for it?

Soon it was May 5th, and Jiang Xian took Chen Huangmei's car and went to Yenching University with him.

His report was successfully organized under the joint arrangement of Chen Huangmei and the school.

Yenching University attached great importance to inviting Jiang Xian, a popular writer, to give a report, and specially opened the auditorium as the venue for the report.

At the same time, the news of Jiang Xianlai's report spread throughout the Yan University campus immediately.

Early that morning, a group of students who heard the news immediately surrounded the entrance of the auditorium.

Fortunately, all the school leaders will be present today, not to mention the arrival of a figure like Chen Huangmei. The security personnel were well prepared and had done a population count of each class in advance, so the students entered the venue in an orderly manner under such arrangements.

Jiang Xian followed Chen Huangmei and met a group of leaders from Yanda University. He shook hands and greeted them one by one. One of them caught his attention.

He looked to be about seventy years old, with gray hair, and was wearing a simple Zhongshan suit. His thin figure looked straight even in such clothes, with regular features, small eyes, a slightly big face, and a long philtrum.

People with long philtrums live longer.

"This is Comrade Ji Xianlin, vice president of our school and director of the Department of Oriental Languages ​​and Literature," a school leader introduced.

When Jiang Xian heard this, he hurriedly shook the man's hand.

"We have been in spiritual communication for a long time, we have been in spiritual communication for a long time."

Ji Xianlin and Chen Huangmei are of similar age. He was later called the "Master of Chinese Studies", but he himself does not acknowledge this title.

Ji Xianlin is also a writer and writes, but his greatest achievement is in language.

He is fluent in 12 languages.

These 12 subjects include common languages ​​such as English and French, as well as Pali and Sanskrit. He is even a rare scholar in the world who is proficient in Tocharian.

Back then, Hu Shi and Chen Yuan had a fierce argument over the question of "which came first, Buddhism or Buddha?"

Hu Shi said: "Buddha comes first, Buddha comes later."

Chen Yuan said: "Bullshit, Buddha came first, then pagoda."

The two of them argued back and forth, but neither could convince the other.

Finally, Ji Xianlin said, "These professors only know how to quarrel. What's the point of quarreling? Watch me!"

Hu and Chen argued over and over again, but never stopped at Chinese literature.

Ji Xianlin used his ultimate move and directly looked for Sanskrit, Tocharian, Kucha, Uighur, Kangju, and Khotanese.
Finally, I wrote a paper entitled "Buddha and Buddha".

"Futu" comes from an ancient Indian dialect and "Buddha" comes from Tocharian, so "Futu came first and then Buddha".

Just like that, the bunker that Hu and Chen had been unable to capture for a long time was razed to the ground in an instant.

Speaking of this person, there are only two stains on him. One is that after his death, his son quarreled with Yan University every day over the inheritance, and the other is Liu Bo.

This Liu Bo has nothing to do with Long Aotian.

Liu Bo is Ji Xianlin's last disciple and a Ph.D. in philosophy from Yan University. He published a book called "Collected Books from Generations", which sells for RMB 12 per set. He persuaded Ji Xianlin, a well-known figure, to be the editor-in-chief of the book, thus achieving unprecedented financing in the publishing industry.

In the end, this grandson ran away with debts of over 100 million yuan, leaving Ji Xianlin with a bad reputation.

By the way, Liu Bo also cheated on Xu Qing, the one with the "fundamental treasure" on her butt.

At that time, he took a photo album for Xu Qing and invited cultural celebrity Yu Qiuyu to write the preface.

Yes, Yu Qiuyu.

Because of the Liu Bo incident, Wang Shuo criticized Mr. Ji Xianlin for being crazy.

However, the person is gone, so it's just a brief mention of this matter. There's no need to rip it off or make a big deal out of it, or to feel that tearing down Ji Xianlin's statue would be as satisfying as spitting in his face.

No need.

No one is perfect, and we have to look at things in the context of the times.

After the 80s and 90s, people's hearts have changed. Those who understand the social atmosphere know that the old man is old and there are no good people around him, let alone anyone he can trust. Even his son is not on the same page with him. It is normal for this elderly person to be deceived and taken advantage of by others.

So Jiang Xian didn't think about anything else at this moment, and shook hands with the old man sincerely with an attitude of respect for his academic achievements.

"I bought a yard in Cuihua Hutong before, and I heard that you also lived there."

"I lived there before, but later I moved away."

Ji Xianlin smiled and said, "I have heard your name several times, but I have never had the chance to meet you in person. Today I finally met you."

"You've heard of me."

"I remember last year, on May 4th, your play The Number One Restaurant in the World was performed on stage by a group of students at Yanda University. I watched it from the audience at the time. It was truly a masterpiece."

"You flatter me."

While they were talking here, Zhu Hong, Yin Qiujin and their classmates found their seats and sat down.

"There are so many people here." Zhu Hong looked around.

All the seats in the auditorium were filled. Not only students came, but Zhu Hong also saw many teachers and professors in the front row.

"How can we not support him?" Yin Qiujin said with a smile, "Your brother-in-law is very close to our Yan Duoduo, how can we not support him?"

Ever since Jiang Xian's "The World's Number One Restaurant" was first performed on stage at YNU, YNU students have felt proud and at the same time have an inexplicable sense of closeness and identification with Jiang Xian.

As she spoke, Yin Qiujin's eyes lit up and she pointed towards the stage.

"Zhu Hong, your brother-in-law!"

At this time, Jiang Xian, wearing his signature gray Zhongshan suit, smiled and sat down in the center of the stage with Ji Xianlin, Chen Huangmei and several school leaders of Yanda.

There were cups on the table in front of each person.

Everyone knew that the report meeting was about to begin.

The originally noisy auditorium quickly lowered the volume and became quiet.

"Classmates, comrades!"

A school leader on Jiang Xian's left raised the microphone and first introduced the report and the report group composed of Jiang Xian and Chen Huangmei, and finally said:

"Let us welcome Comrade Jiang Xian with warm applause!"

(End of this chapter)