1978 Synthetic Writers

Chapter 304: Little guy, can’t I take you down?
Today is Tuesday, a time when students have busy schedules.

But the auditorium was still full of people.

These students originally came for Jiang Xian and Chen Huangmei's reputation and were not very interested in the content of the report.

But Jiang Xian's report did not make their trip in vain. In the past two hours, the students of Yan University experienced an unforgettable spiritual journey.

Jiang Xian stood in the center of the stage, surrounded by thunderous applause and cheers from the audience. He felt intoxicated by the feeling.

However, he soon came to his senses and realized that the people who deserved the applause were not him, but the soldiers in his story.

After the report, some photos of soldiers taken by Jiang Xian on the front line were shown, and some songs sung by the soldiers that he recorded were played.

This segment brought tears to the eyes of a large number of students in the audience.

It was unknown how long this segment and the finale took. Jiang Xian bowed again and again on the stage. Students came up to the stage to give him flowers one after another, and the applause continued all the time.

The report was not finally concluded until the school leaders stepped in.

Jiang Xian glanced at his watch. The report, which was originally scheduled to be completed at 11 o'clock, had been delayed until almost 12 o'clock.

In other words, the students applauded for nearly an hour, which is indeed a bit exaggerated, but the content of the report "Long Live Understanding" has such charm. In addition, most of the audience were students of Yan University, who were relatively young and could not control their emotions at all.

As the report came to an end, Jiang Xian's passion gradually faded, his body felt tired, and his throat was dry and sore. He had been speaking on the stage for two hours, shouting with full passion.

"Comrade Jiang Xian, thank you for your hard work. Today's report was so wonderful!"

Ji Xianlin, vice president of Yan University, shook hands with Jiang Xian cordially and said, "Your report is not a high-sounding sermon, but a report on the many things you have seen and heard on the front line. It is a realistic introduction to combat life and the voices of young soldiers."

Ji Xianlin was all smiles and friendly, and he spoke highly of Jiang Xian's report.

He sat in his seat and listened to Jiang Xian's entire speech "Long Live Understanding" on the stage. He was very impressed by the young man's ideological realm and the propaganda ability he demonstrated.

"Thank you for the compliment." Jiang Xian said politely.

Ji Xianlin shook his head. "No, I have always wondered, you are not that old, about the same age as our students, how can you have such a far-sighted ideological awareness?"

"This kid has an extraordinary ability to observe."

Chen Huangmei took over the conversation, "I have discussed this with Comrade Feng Mu before. Comrade Jiang Xian has only been writing for a few years, but every article he writes can cause a sensation in the literary world. The reason for this is that he has a kind of insight and observation of life that others do not have. This pair of eyes of insight and observation is the cornerstone of his writing."

Jiang Xian felt a little embarrassed when he heard Chen Huangmei praising him like that.

Several school leaders of Yan University and comrades from the China Writers Association looked at Jiang Xian with envy in their eyes.

Whether it is Chen Huangmei or Ji Xianlin, they both have a pivotal position in today's literary world. Their names are resounding golden signs. Now that two people are praising a young man like this, it is definitely an achievement worth showing off.

"I have an idea. Today, more than a thousand students came to the auditorium, but it is far from enough. Yanda is a large school with tens of thousands of students. Can we organize another report to allow more students to listen to this 'Long Live Understanding' report meeting?" Ji Xianlin said.

Jiang Xian started to worry when he heard this. His throat was almost smoking from giving this report. If he had to do another one like this, wouldn't he be completely exhausted?

Having said that, Jiang Xian was actually not opposed to having another fight like this. Since he had put forward the slogan "Long Live Understanding", it would be better to make it a complete success.

He looked at Chen Huangmei and gave him a questioning look.

That's very clever.

Although he was the main speaker, the leader of the report group was Chen Huangmei, and all decisions had to follow the instructions of Comrade Huangmei.

Chen Huangmei chuckled and said, "Since the masses have a request, then you should boldly publicize the victory on the front line and the spirit of the soldiers. As for the military district, I will talk to them."

The school leaders discussed the next report with the reporting group, while the students in the auditorium left with excitement and excitement.

On the way back to the dormitory, they walked in twos and threes, everyone's heart was filled with excitement and blood boiling. Some told the stories of the soldiers in "Long Live Understanding", some were excited to write letters to the soldiers, and some angrily criticized the women who betrayed the soldiers.

"I will never treat this kind of woman as a human being!"

"We still need to look at this calmly. Although this type of women is the majority, there are also a small number of lesbians who have escaped this situation."

"Yes, didn't Comrade Jiang Xian also mention that some female comrades wrote love letters to the soldiers on the front line and attached their contact addresses. Some even explicitly stated that they were looking for disabled comrades. We should cherish these female comrades."

Zhu Hong and Yin Qiujin were also among these people. As a girl, Yin Qiujin also despised those women who abandoned the soldiers.

However, the core of "Long Live Understanding" is positive and uplifting. These negative discussions did not last long, and then the song "Song for Mom" ​​written by the frontline soldiers themselves and played by Jiang Xian began to be sung.

Most songs these days have simple melodies and simple lyrics, making them catchy to sing.

"Mom, Mom, I swear to coexist with Nanjiang and kill all those vicious jackals."

"I will return to you with the news of victory."

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This day is destined to be an unforgettable experience for many Yan University students.

The singing voice floated across the campus of Yanda University, and even more so in the hearts of every student coming out of the auditorium. They savored every story told by Jiang Xian and recalled the content of his article "Long Live Understanding". Those moving moments still left them with a lingering aftertaste of emotion.

After listening to "Long Live Understanding", everyone praised the soldiers on the front line and were deeply moved by Jiang Xian.

As a writer who had made his mark in the literary world, he was willing to go to the front lines in person, speak for the soldiers, and shout the slogan "Long live understanding". Many people were conquered by his noble personal charm and regarded him as a hero in their hearts.

Shao Feng is a reporter from the New X Agency. He was also present at today's report and listened to the entire process.

“Understanding the spirit should reside in people’s hearts and become an indispensable part of everyone’s personality framework.”

He and another veteran reporter, Wu Kelu, walked among a group of students, repeating the sentences that Jiang Xian said in "Long Live Understanding".

"That's a good point. We need to enhance mutual understanding. We should do this."

"Lao Zhang, what do you think?"

"Ah."

Wu Kelu didn't say anything. He walked under the carport with Shao Feng and got on his bicycle.

Shao Feng was packing up the equipment, and when everything was finished, he saw Wu Kelu frowning and thinking.

"What are you thinking about?"

Shao Feng stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Wu Kelu, but Wu Kelu suddenly got excited, retracted his legs, pushed with both feet, and the bicycle rushed out.

"Eh? Where are you going?"

Seeing that Wu Kelu had already run far away, Shao Feng thought that he was in a hurry for something, so he quickly pulled in his legs and stepped on the bike. However, he could not catch up with Wu Kelu in speed, so he had to stand up and step on the bike that he usually treated as a treasure!
The two drove out of the Yanda campus and rode along the road towards the Youth League Committee of the New X Society.

"You're in such a hurry, is there something wrong at home?"

"I'll go to the Youth League Committee to find someone."

"What are you looking for someone for?"

“The report “Long Live Understanding” should be recommended to more units!”

As they were talking, they came to the gate of the courtyard of the Beijing New X Society Committee.

There is no need to introduce the New X News Agency in detail. It is an important news unit in my country and a centralized and unified national news agency.

Under the New X Society, there are many newspapers and periodicals such as "Xinhua Daily Telegraph", "Reference News" and "Semi-Monthly Talks".

Great influence.

Take the magazine "Ban Yue Tan" for example.

In the 80s, when Reader's Magazine was at its most popular, its circulation reached over two million copies.

This circulation volume sounds impressive, right?

But there are still three publications firmly ranked ahead of it, one of which is "Banyuetan" sponsored by XinX Society, and the other two are "Farmer's Digest" sponsored by the Ministry of Agriculture and "Second Classroom" sponsored by HUN Provincial Science and Technology Association.

So in terms of circulation, "Ban Yue Tan" can be said to firmly occupy the leading position among domestic magazines and is unshakable.

And this is just one of the publications sponsored by the New X Society.

Of course, when talking about the New X Agency, we have to mention another news agency with the same specifications, the People's X Newspaper.

People's X Newspaper and New X News Agency are both important windows and mouthpieces for us.

In terms of seniority, the People's X Newspaper was established more than ten years later than the New X Newspaper, but the People's X Newspaper is the news agency of our party, and the New X Newspaper is the news agency of our country. In comparison, the status of the New X Newspaper is slightly lower than that of the People's X Newspaper.

It was noon now, and the yard was particularly busy, with reporters and editors wearing colorful dacron clothes coming and going constantly.

Wu Kelu took Shao Feng to an office and knocked on the door.

"Deputy Editor-in-Chief."

"Old Wu?"

Deputy Editor-in-Chief Ren Weidong was having lunch and looked up at the two of them.

"Why are you here at this hour? Have you eaten?"

"I haven't eaten yet."

"Why don't you go eat?"

"We'll go to the cafeteria later to see if there are any steamed buns left. I came to see you because I have something to discuss with you."

"You said."

Ren Weidong slurped the noodles into his mouth, closed the aluminum lunch box, and looked at Wu Kelu.

"Today, Xiao Shao and I went to Yanda to listen to a report."

"Yan Da? Report?"

Ren Weidong recalled, "Was it the one organized by the China Writers Association? What happened? What happened at the scene?"

Wu Kelu nodded, "There was an accident."

Ren Weidong frowned, "What accident?"

"The response was unexpectedly good!" Wu Kelu said, "You have no idea. After the lecture today, the whole auditorium exploded. The students went crazy and shouted 'Long live understanding'. The applause never stopped. Did it last for half an hour? An hour? It must have been at least half an hour."

Clapped for half an hour?

Ren Weidong looked at Wu Kelu in surprise, thinking that what he said was a bit too exaggerated.

It's just a report, how could it make the audience so excited? The speaker must have been very good to be able to do that.

This sounds a bit nonsense.

How could the audience be so excited? Was it Comrade Lenin who gave the report?

Ren Weidong suppressed his doubts and took a sip of water slowly.

"Who said that?"

"It's the writer Jiang Xian."

"writer?"

Ren Weidong frowned even deeper, "Old Wu, I still don't understand. Why did you come here to tell me this?"

Wu Kelu's eyes were firm. "Deputy Editor-in-Chief, I suggest that you organize a report meeting for Comrade Jiang Xian in Beijing and ask him to make another report in front of the general public."

"In the city?"

Ren Weidong couldn't help himself. "Old Wu, you just finished listening to the report. Maybe you were touched. I understand that. But your suggestion is a bit ridiculous. You and Xiao Shao should go eat first."

No matter how exaggerated Wu Kelu's words were, Ren Weidong had no concrete idea and did not take the matter seriously at all.

Just like that, Wu Kelu and Shao Feng were beaten back.

Wu Kelu came out of the office, feeling a little disappointed that he failed to convince Ren Weidong.

"He has no idea how wonderful Comrade Jiang Xian's report is!"

Shao Feng patted his shoulder and said, "Old Wu, seeing is believing. Old Ren didn't hear us, so of course he can't understand us."

"Oh." Wu Kelu sighed.

The next day, when he arrived at the company, Shao Feng suddenly came over and said excitedly, "Old Wu, Old Wu!"

"What are you so happy about?"

“Long Live Understanding” will be organized and launched at Yanda again!”

Shao Feng said excitedly: "I just heard that this Sunday, Jiang Xian will give a second report on "Long Live Understanding" at Yanda University!

Old Ren doesn't believe it, so take him to listen!"

After hearing what Shao Feng said, Wu Kelu's expression became interesting. "Call him. I don't believe that "Long Live Understanding" can't move him!"

The two men rushed towards Ren Weidong with great momentum.

This time, Wu Kelu slammed the table and issued a military order, "If it's not exciting, if it doesn't move you, I will resign directly!"

Ren Weidong could tell that Wu Kelu was a little excited, but this excitement came from a sincere emotion.

At this point, he was a little curious about what kind of wonderful report could make Wu Kelu come to his office twice to mention this matter to him.

Ren Weidong thought about it and realized that Sunday was a rest day and there was not much to do.

He said sternly, “Old Wu, don’t be emotional.

How about this, this weekend, I will go to Yanda with you to take a look at this report and see if Comrade Jiang Xian’s report is really worth organizing and carrying out in the city.”

(End of this chapter)