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Chapter 88 A young man came to the Literary Congress (1010 first order request!)

After hearing what Chen Jiangong said, Mei Wenhua completely gave up and simply pricked up his ears to eavesdrop.

Wei Ming was also puzzled. The Writers' Congress was almost over, so why did they think of me?
Chen Jiangong: "Just listen to me and I'll tell you slowly..."

It turns out that Poetry Magazine is going to hold a poetry recitation and singing evening tonight to celebrate the successful convening of the National Congress of Writers.

The program prepared by Sun Daolin, a famous actor and director of Shanghai Film Studio, was a recitation of "Ideal".

After learning about this, Wu Zuxiang suggested that the original author should be invited over.

So Mr. Mao Dun gave special approval, allowing Wei Ming to catch the last train of the National Congress of Writers and Artists and participate in the activities of the Congress in the last three days.

He must attend tonight's recitation evening, which was specially invited by Poetry Magazine. The editor-in-chief wants to talk to him about whether such a good poem like "Far and Near" can be submitted directly to Poetry Magazine.

Wei Ming: "Does that mean that if I don't go to work for these three days, it won't be considered as absenteeism?"

Chen Jiangong: "Of course, I haven't attended class for half a month, so it doesn't count as absenteeism, and meals are even provided!"

Mei Wenhua drooled with envy.

Wei Ming was originally going to find Melinda to get the tape, but now he got up, changed his clothes, and prepared to go to the Great Hall!
The key point is to bring your own camera. On the way, he taught Chen Jiangong how to use it. In case there is a senior you like, you can count on him to take a photo with you.

However, today's daytime activity was a bit boring, it was the election.

After Guo Moruo's death, the Federation of Literary and Art Circles has not had a full-time chairman. Previously, Mr. Mao Dun took the lead. Today is a transition from the old to the new.

Mr. Mao Dun is already 83 years old and has always been in poor health. This time he has relieved himself of the burden and only retained the title of "Honorary Chairman".

Since Wei Ming was not yet an official member of the Writers Association, he had no voting rights and could only sit there and smile.

It was not until the intermission that he was able to take a few photos. He was bold enough to go directly to Mr. Ba, whom he already knew, and through him he got to know Mr. Cao and Mr. Mao Dun.

"Old Chen, make sure you take the photo well and don't shake your hands!"

Thanks to Wei Ming's shamelessness, he got a chance to take a group photo and gathered all the "Mao Ba Cao" at once. Unfortunately, the other three have passed away, and "Lu Guo Mao Ba Lao Cao Wei" will never be able to reunite.

When returning the camera to Wei Ming, Chen Jiangong wiped his sweat and said, "You are so brave!"

"Brave people enjoy the world first" has become the most appropriate evaluation of Wei Ming by people who know him. Afterwards, Ba Lao also talked to two old friends about the shamelessness of this kid Wei Ming.

"It's obvious that my favorite two writers are Mr. Lu Xun and Mr. Lao She, but you used sweet words to trick a signed book out of me. Hahaha!" The old man didn't take it seriously and regarded it as a compliment.

At lunch time, several familiar people gathered at a table. Those around Wei Ming were Peking University alumni like Wu Zuxiang and Chen Jiangong.

His presence here is quite eye-catching because he is so young.

Those who attend the conference here, even if they are not veteran artists, have achieved certain success in the field of literature and art.

Before Wei Ming came, the youngest was probably Li Xiuming from the Beijing Film Studio. She is 26 years old this year, one year younger than Sister Xue. She is also Sister Xue's lifelong enemy. Sister Xue lost to her in several auditions.

Li Xiuming has not yet reached the peak of his acting career, but he has already worked with three great directors: Xie Jin, Xie Tian and Xie Tieli.

At this moment, even Liu Xiaoqing has to avoid him, so only Chen Chong can fight against him. However, he is determined to study abroad, so the Shanghai Film Studio has trained him in vain.

Because he is young, many people are asking who this young man is. When they mention "Duck Prophet", "Ideal" or "Erniu", there is basically always one person who has heard of him, and then they will sigh, "He is so young."

There was an election in the morning and a literary seminar in the afternoon. Wei Ming still had no chance to speak and could only sit there obediently the whole day. Finally, he made it to the evening and was able to watch the show.

At this time on the Peking University campus, although Wei Ming was not there, his presence was even stronger than when he was there.

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Melinda waited for a whole day but Wei Ming did not come to pick up the goods. She thought Wei Ming wanted to default on his debt, so she decided to take the initiative.

She first went to the nearest west gate of Shaoyuan, where there were two security guards.

"Excuse me, do you know where Wei Ming lives?" Melinda went up and asked directly.

She was sent to the South Gate amid the security guard's mixed expressions of watching the show with envy and jealousy.

At 6pm, when the South Gate was busiest, Melinda stood outside the gate and asked, "Where's Wei Ming? Where is he? Is he hiding from me?"

Wei Ming, almost everyone at Peking University knows this name.

And the girl in front of him could be confirmed at a glance to be an international student, tall and cool.

These two people actually have a story!

So those who wanted to go out didn't go out, and those who wanted to come in quickly came in and occupied a good position.

The security guard on duty at this time was completely confused and nervous facing the self-righteous female foreigner. His limited English vocabulary was even more confused and unable to be used at this moment.

"Ah, that, uh, this, I say..."

Finally, Qiao Feng came back and told her: "Wei Ming is not here, what do you want to see him for?"

"Then when will he come back?"

"It should be soon." Qiao Feng also knew that Wei Ming was going to the Writers' Congress.

Melinda wasn't stupid, so she didn't mention their deal. "If he comes back, please come to me right away. I'm in a hurry."

Qiao Feng nodded, and Melinda shook her long hair and turned away.

The audience expressed regret: with only a few lines, the play was too short!

However, shorter works are more convenient for secondary creation and provide more room for free expression!

"Did you know? Wei Ming, the writer Wei Ming, is dating an international student!"

"Have you heard? Wei Ming is dating a foreign girl! She's so pretty and has a nice figure. She brings honor to us Chinese!"

"My goodness, that foreigner is so tall. If they have kids, they will definitely be suitable for basketball!" "Wei Ming is simply my god. He actually got the foreign student pregnant! Yes, yes, that red-haired foreign girl!"

"Have you heard that Wei Ming is getting married, and the bride is a foreign girl..."

In the end, this matter strangely reached Wei Ping'an's ears.

He was just picking up Xile from school when the mother-in-law of an employee he forgot congratulated him: "Director Wei, congratulations! You will have overseas connections in the future!"

"What?"

"You don't know yet, your nephew is going to immigrate with his girlfriend to England!"

Wei Pingan: “???”

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At the poetry recitation and singing evening, Sun Daolin was chatting with Wei Ming.

He is now from Shanghai, but used to be from Yenching University, and even from Yanjing University. When talking about Wei Ming working at Peking University, he jokingly said that the two were alumni.

Then he talked to Wei Ming about the poem "Ideal".

At this time, actor Wang Tiecheng on the stage was performing a segment from his performance in "The Great River Flows Through It".

However, Wei Ming's attention was always on Ms. Xia Meng in front of him and Grandma Deng next to her.

He was wondering who to ask to take a photo with him later. His photography partner Chen Jiangong had returned to school after the afternoon seminar.

Although there were some twists and turns in the middle, Wei Ming finally got this precious photo. It was taken by old man Sun Daolin. After all, he recited Wei Ming's poems, so he should be helpful.

The two ladies saw that Wei Ming was just a child and were quite cooperative, and encouraged him to write more good works.

Ms. Xia Meng has actually retired from the entertainment industry for many years. She used to live in Canada and just returned to Hong Kong a while ago to run a clothing store with her husband.

However, after being invited to attend the National Congress of Literature and Art, she returned to her old film business with the encouragement of several leaders. After returning to Hong Kong, she obtained an investment from the Fok family and founded the Blue Bird Film Company.

All the films produced by this company are excellent, but there are too few of them, they come out too slowly, and they are not that profitable.

Holding the camera in his hand, Wei Ming sighed: It’s been a fruitful day!

On the way back, people from the school bus team took him back, and he almost fell asleep when he arrived at school.

However, when he saw Uncle Ping'an and Brother Feng squatting at the gate and felt the night breeze blowing, he immediately became alert.

"What happened?"

Uncle Ping An: "You've become famous today!"

Wei Ming: "Did anyone know that I went to the Writers' Congress?"

Brother Feng: “It’s bigger than that.”

"Impossible. There is nothing bigger than this right now."

Brother Feng: "That red-haired foreign girl came to see you and asked you to go find her immediately after you come back. Now the school is talking about you going abroad with her."

"What the hell?!"

Seeing his reaction, Wei Pingan breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems that he has no plans to go abroad."

Wei Ming: "I'm not that familiar with her!"

Uncle Ping An: "You don't have a girlfriend either?"

"no!"

Uncle Ping An smiled and said, "It's okay to be together. Our country doesn't prohibit foreign marriages."

In 77, French female student Odile Pilkant and Chinese student Tian Li got their marriage certificate in Shanghai, which set a precedent. In 78, the number of foreign marriages registered in Shanghai reached 148 couples, and this year there are even more. Shanghai has always been a bridgehead for foreign marriages.

Wei Ming: "You guys are really overthinking this. I just bought something from her and I haven't paid yet."

"what?"

Wei Ping'an was indeed worried at first, but when he heard the facts were like this, he was inexplicably disappointed. His nephew was so outstanding, he should be able to attract foreign girls, right?

Wei Ming asked again: "Has this caused any adverse effects? Should I make a public statement?"

He has always been less sensitive in this regard. After all, some of his thoughts are still stuck in 2025.

Wei Pingan shook his head: "You are not a faculty member. If you were a faculty member, it would involve the moral issue of teacher-student love. You are just a logistics staff, so there is no need for that. It's just that everyone is too concerned and too sensitive about things involving foreigners. If you want to meet in the future, you should go find her, don't let her come to you."

Wei Ming nodded: "I'll go find her right away. Uh, isn't it a bad idea to go so late at night?"

Wei Pingan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You'd better go quickly, or she will come again tomorrow."

This time, it was Xiao Cha who came down from the female international student dormitory. She told Wei Ming: "I have already taught Melinda a lesson. She knows that she has caused you some trouble."

Wei Ming shook his head: "It's not a big deal."

Zha Jianying: "But you are in big trouble. She recorded 12 tapes for you and is waiting to be paid."

Wei Ming's blood pressure and voice soared at the same time: "What!"

(I’ve finished writing this, a total of 30,000 words! It’s up to you readers to decide how many more chapters I can add today~)

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