1978 Synthetic Writers

Chapter 450 [Go] + [Dream] =? ? ?

The report in the "Feature" column on the right side of the second page of "People's X" is not long.

Jiang Xian finished reading the article, which consisted of less than 400 words, in less than two minutes. The content was a discussion of the novel You Have No Choice. What impressed Jiang Xian most were the last two sentences of the article.

"The theme of this novel reveals the need to say goodbye to personal gain and integrate the individual into the people's cause, which is a rebellion against the old conventions in literary and artistic education."

The meaning of this sentence should be viewed in the context of the times.

What is China promoting this year?
We advocate that education reform should focus on innovation!

To put it simply, People's X Newspaper believes that You Have No Choice is a novel that completely conforms to the trend of the times!
After reading this press release, Jiang Xian felt relieved.

Get a glimpse of the whole leopard.

When talking about "You Have No Choice", what we are actually affirming is modernism.

Jiang Xian feels very happy now.

The old guys in the Writers Association regarded the People's Digest, which he and Wang Meng founded, as a scourge. They suspended publication and reorganized it, and used cultural opinion to deal with the novel You Have No Choice.

Looking back now, this was a complete loss.

Deal with me?
Can you handle it?
Now, not only has "You Have No Choice" received recognition from this official newspaper with the highest instructions.

The People's Daily also said: Modernism should not be seen as a tendency of "bourgeois self-Xization"!

It can be said that Jiang Xian's article "You Have No Choice" completely created a sky for modernism to fly freely.

Jiang Xian felt secretly happy.

He now wanted to take this newspaper, run to the Writers Association and throw it in the faces of those old guys.

Also suspend my People's Digest?
Did you see that? Our big brother, People's X Newspaper, couldn't stand your perverse behavior and came out to affirm our publishing style.

From now on, the literary world that you dominate will change!

After Jiang Xian finished reading the newspaper, Zhu Wei excitedly discussed with him, "Editor-in-chief, with the statement from People's X Newspaper, can we continue to publish our publication immediately?"

Jiang Xian pretended to be nonchalant, "It's stopped if it's stopped. Anyway, the spirit of our publication has been conveyed."

"Spirit?"

"You've forgotten all that? It's refreshing and lovely, really touching."

When Zhu Wei heard this, he was filled with awe.

From the very beginning of the publication, Jiang Xian proposed the eight-character purpose of publishing the magazine: "fresh and lovely, sincere and touching".

Isn’t what these eight characters imply the modernist creative thought of breaking free from its shackles?

After People's Digest was suspended, Jiang Xian wrote an article titled "You Have No Choice". Although it went through many twists and turns, he finally broke the long-established pattern in the literary world with the power of this article and broke through the shackles of "only realism is superior"!

From then on, everyone could write articles with the idea of ​​"fresh, lovely, sincere and touching", and no publication could resist modern novels of the new era.

So what difference does it make whether People's Digest resumes publication or not?

Not long after Zhu Wei left, Jiang Xian received another call from Wang Meng.

"Have you read the report in People's X?"

"I read it, and I never expected that a publication of the size of People's X Newspaper would speak out."

"I'm surprised too."

Wang Meng sighed on the other end of the phone. "Okay, we just finished a meeting. I have good news and bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?"

"Teacher Wang, how did you learn to do this?"

Jiang Xian was helpless, "I am an optimistic person, let me hear the good news first."

"The Writers Association has suspended its investigation into People's Digest, allowed the publication to resume publication, and will apologize to the readers of People's Digest in the next issue of Literary Gazette."

"That's not good news."

Jiang Xian looked unsatisfied, "This is what we deserve. What about the bad news?"

"The bad news is that People's Digest can no longer be published in your yard in Cuihua Hutong," said Wang Meng.

"Can't you do it at my place?"

Jiang Xian was puzzled, "You mean the editorial department is moving?"

"Correct."

Wang Meng nodded. "The editorial department and People's Literature will move into the building at No. 10, South Lane, Agricultural Exhibition Hall."

“No. 10, Nanli, Agricultural Exhibition Hall.”

Jiang Xian immediately thought of this building.

As mentioned before, the Federation of Literary and Art Circles' "Federation of Literary and Art Circles Building" was taken away by the Commercial Press and Zhonghua Book Company. Therefore, when the Federation of Literary and Art Circles was restored, it could not find an office space.

As a last resort, the Federation of Literary and Art Circles had to move to the compound of the former Red Flag magazine and set up several rows of earthquake-resistant sheds as temporary offices for the Federation of Literary and Art Circles and the Writers Association.

That is the familiar No. 2 Shatan North Street.

Several major newspapers and periodicals affiliated with the Writers Association, such as Writers Publishing House, Literary and Art Newspaper, People's Literature Magazine, and Poetry Magazine, also moved in to work.

Of course, squeezing in such a shabby yard without even a toilet is obviously not a long-term solution.

The wooden house is cold in winter and hot in summer, and there are frequent water and electricity outages.

Therefore, during the 79 National Congress of Writers and Artists, the Federation of Literary and Art Circles applied to the higher authorities for permission to build a new building.

After several efforts, we finally got approval and a new Federation of Literary and Art Circles building was built at No. 10, South Lane of the Agricultural Exhibition Hall, next to the East Third Ring Road.

"The environment over there is good. I've been there. The 16-story main building is very grand, with an office area of ​​at least square meters. There is a theater-style auditorium and a five-story guesthouse on the north and northeast sides respectively, with a built-in cafeteria. It has all the necessary functions." Wang Meng said on the phone.

"Teacher Wang"

Jiang Xian came to his senses and said, "What kind of bad news is this? Aren't these two good news?"

"It can also be understood that way."

Wang Meng smiled and said, "Although it is a 16-story building, there are too many people and too little meat. You also know that we have many literary and art associations, such as the Music Association, the Art Association, the Miscellaneous Association, the Folk Art Association, the Quju Association, and the newly established Calligraphers Association. So many organizations want to move into this building.

As for our Writers Association, we have won a total of four and a half floors in the building this time, and we have roughly divided it up, meaning that the Writers Publishing House will use the fourth floor, the Literary Gazette will use the sixth floor, and we will share the fifth floor with People's Literature, People's Digest, and Poetry Magazine."

"What about the other half floor?"

"Oh, there are two more offices on the 7th and 1st floors. Don't worry about them."

Wang Meng said: "Letting People's Digest move there this time is also a little compensation for the publication. You should know that the Writers Association and the Federation of Literary and Art Circles have not moved this time and are still staying in the earthquake-resistant fence."

Jiang Xianyi thought about it.

Isn't it?

The Writers Association fought for a total of four and a half levels, all of which were distributed to the second-level units of the Writers Association.

"How did this happen?"

"Comrade Tang Dacheng said that the four major newspapers and periodicals, although they are all second-level units of the Writers Association, are the face of the Writers Association and the front line of literary work, so they should be moved to a good working environment as soon as possible. As for the main organs, they should stay in the earthquake-resistant shed for a while, and..."

"And what?"

"Well, think about it, the main agency is still in the earthquake-resistant shed. Wouldn't it be easier to apply to the higher authorities to build another building in the future?
If the main agency moves in, who will care about us, the secondary agencies, if we apply to build a building in the future? This is called the crying child gets the milk. " "

At a meeting at the end of last year, Tang Dacheng had just taken over Guang Weiran's position in the Writers Association, a position of high power and influence.

Jiang Xian remembered that this person was also a leftist and he was involved in the closure of People's Digest.

However, this is only a difference in literary concepts. Their attitude and method in doing their work are still worthy of respect.

If I remember correctly, this person continued to work in the earthquake-resistant shed until he resigned.

Moreover, he also made some contribution when Jiang Xian and Ba Jin jointly built the Modern Literature Museum.

"What else?"

Wang Meng said again: "I have an idea. This time when the publication is resumed, I think it is no longer necessary for People's Digest to be published as a supplement to People's Literature. It would be better to separate it, which is more suitable for the future development of the publication."

"Separate?"

Jiang Xian had expected this, "Well, Mr. Wang, I'll listen to you."

"Well, Jiang Xian, don't worry about it."

Wang Meng coughed lightly, "Let me tell you something. Comrade Qiao Mu recently intends to send me to work at the Ministry of Culture. I'm afraid I won't be able to run People's Literature for much longer. I don't think anyone can take over the position of editor-in-chief except you."

"Teacher Wang, you're overthinking it. I don't care whether I'm the editor-in-chief or not. I'm serving the people wherever I am." Jiang Xian quickly expressed his opinion.

Although there is a saying that goes, "A soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier."

But there is also a saying, "I will not allow others to snore beside my bed."

He had a strong desire to survive and was very concerned about the editor-in-chief of People's Literature, who was in his early 30s, but he still had to be polite to her.

Besides, Jiang Xian knows Wang Meng’s new job better than anyone else.

That is.
For a moment, I felt like I had finally succeeded in raising my child.

Finally arrived!
Once Wang Meng takes office, let alone the literary world, the art world, movies, songs, and dramas...
Who else’s backer could be more powerful than Jiang Xian?
As long as he doesn't commit suicide, he can do whatever he wants in the literary and art world.

Jiang Xian was not afraid at all.

Because Wang Meng is more capable than him.

It’s quite interesting to talk about this.

Ballroom dancing is prohibited these days.

Wang Meng, a writer who loves ballroom dancing, is said to have done something earth-shattering as soon as she took office:

Lift the ban on ballroom dancing.

Cuihua Hutong.

Editorial Department of People’s Digest.

"Hey, what are you moving?"

"I went to see it. The building is quite impressive, but it's a bit far away, close to the East Third Ring Road."

"I think it's good not to move. It's so comfortable to work here. Can't we do something practical up there?"

"I'm afraid they didn't expect it to be so comfortable here."

"."

The editors were chattering and packing up their things.

"Oh, we've worked here for so long, and now we have to move away. It's hard to adapt." Zhu Wei and Jiang Xian sighed.

Jiang Xian smiled and said, "This yard is my home. You guys have been using it for free for so long. Why are you still insisting on it?"

"I just can't bear to do it." Zhu Wei looked embarrassed.

"okay."

Jiang Xian said seriously: "Let me tell you something. Isn't the China-Japan Go Tournament getting a lot of attention recently?"

"You watch Go, too? Hey, tell me, how come Kobayashi Koichi won again, and won in the middle game with white pieces? Isn't it said that Qian Yuping is a handsome young man and the hope of Chinese Go? How come Kobayashi Koichi won more easily than the last game against Shao Zhenzhong, 8th dan?"

"Qian Yuping is still young."

When Jiang Xian mentioned this name, he felt a little regretful.

There is a very touching saying in the Chinese Go community in later generations:
"If Qian Yuping were still alive, a group of Korean chess players led by Lee Chang-ho would not be so rampant."

When Qian Da was at the peak of his career, Lee Chang-ho was just beginning to emerge. Both of them were super "dull knives".

Unfortunately, Qian Da suffered from a serious heart disease and died prematurely, becoming one of the most tragic players in the Chinese Go world.

"It all depends on whether Cao Dayuan can stop Kobayashi Koichi in the next match." Zhu Wei's eyes were full of hope. "He's a national player."

Jiang Xian was afraid that he had too high expectations, so he poured a bucket of cold water on him.

"I'm afraid it's not that easy. Kobayashi Koichi is a top-notch player with the title of 10th dan."

To explain, the so-called "10th Dan" in Japan is actually a title, not a real rank. It is similar to the title of "Go Saint" in our country, and is obtained by challenging the "10th Dan Tournament" of the Go title tournament.

"Oh, by the way, what did you just say?"

After talking about Go for a long time, Zhu Wei finally remembered that Jiang Xian wanted to give him a task.

"I mean, the recent tournaments have attracted so much attention. Why don't you go and ask the writers to write novels about Go? Also, if we publish biographies of the players in each issue, wouldn't the circulation of the magazine be higher? This is called riding on the traffic."

"Oh, you reminded me well!"

Zhu Wei slapped his thigh and said, "Okay, I'll get it done later and publish it in the next issue."

"Ah."

Of course, Jiang Xian's move was not just to gain popularity.

The domestic chess world is now wailing over the slaughter by Kobayashi Koichi and is eager to surrender. If this atmosphere spreads to the chess players on the "front line", wouldn't it be a huge blow to morale?
As a literary and artistic worker, Jiang Xian must of course unite the chess fans and cheer for the chess players at this time.

Not only did he ask Zhu Wei to commission articles, he also got involved himself.

I used the accumulated independent synthesis times in recent months, and with the two inspirations of [Go] and [Dream], I synthesized a heart-wrenching novel related to Go.

"Editor-in-chief, what are your plans when this yard becomes empty in the future?" Zheng Yuanjie asked the courtyard that was becoming increasingly empty.

"What's wrong? Are you thinking about your "Fairy Tale King"? " Jiang Xian asked jokingly.

Zheng Yuanjie waved his hands, "That's right, that's right. Don't you think about it? I'm the only one in my editorial office. What do I need such a big yard for?"

"The King of Fairy Tales" has already been published. Although it has just started, thanks to the popularity of characters such as Pippi Longstocking, Lucy, Shuke, and Beta, the circulation of the magazine is quite good and it has also gained some fame in the children's literature world.

"Don't worry about my yard."

Jiang Xian glanced at Zhu Hong, who was busy running around and had a slim figure like her sister, and whispered:

“This courtyard has such a rich literary atmosphere.”

"Without People's Digest, can't I do something else?"

(End of this chapter)