Back to 80: My literary life.

Chapter 426 Inviting writers to Huashan for a meeting

Just after the Spring Festival, Fang Minghua arranged for Bai Miao to prepare for the "New Realistic Novel Seminar". Bai Miao and several people have been actively preparing for this. This is what Fang Minghua asked.

"The work is basically over, and the specific time is set for April 4." Bai Miao said, handing a piece of information to Fang Minghua.

"This is the list of units and individuals invited to the meeting. We have already notified them. See if anyone is missing."

Fang Minghua took it and looked at it carefully.

The organizer is "Yanhe" magazine, and the editors-in-chief of "Chang'an" and "Novel Review" magazines in the province are invited to participate. They are all fraternal organizations, and of course they must support each other.

The other is Yanjing's "Literary Journal".

As a long-established literary newspaper and very authoritative in literary theory, the invitation also increases the seminar’s popularity.

I personally invited Li Tuo from Yanjing, Debei Cheng from Shanghai and other literary critics who are active in the current literary world, as well as some writers.

In addition to well-known writers in the province, there are also writers from other provinces including Liu Zhenyun, Chi Li, Fan Xiaoqing, Liu Heng, Wang Anyi, and Chi Zijian, which almost include writers in the current literary world who mainly write on realistic themes.

"Then go climb Mount Huashan? Put it at the foot of Mount Huashan. I heard there is a hotel there."

"Okay." Bai Miao agreed.

"The writing style is not static." Fang Minghua said with a smile: "You heard me right. As for Wang Shuo, the novels he is writing now can also be classified as realism. If you invite him over, there will be more than two people and less than two people." Personally, it doesn’t matter.”

"Yu Hua and Su Tong?" Bai Miao was surprised when he heard this: "They are avant-garde writers.

Fang Ming thought and left the room.

Arranged for Bai Miao, Fang Minghua no longer had to worry.

"I know, I'm your student." Bai Miao smiled.

Bai Miao was familiar with the list of writers invited to the conference, but now that he sees this list, he always feels that something is missing.

Fang Minghua looked at these names.

"Okay, just leave it there. You can arrange it quickly and I'll tell President Huang."

Yanjing, Luyuan.

"By the way, let's add two more." Fang Minghua remembered something again: "There is a writer named Liao Runbo in the writers' class of Northwest University. You also invited him, and Li Hongying from the writers' class of Fudan University. They were all in the Lu Academy workshop last year. I have studied and published novels in our "Yanhe".

"Yu Hua, Su Tong and Wang Shuo."

This guy is quick at work. Not only can he review manuscripts, he is also good at doing other chores.

Um.
If I, the editor-in-chief, don’t want to do it anymore, I’ll leave it to him.

"Ok."

He pondered for a moment before saying, "Notify a few more people."

President Huang naturally has no objections. Fang Minghua has run the magazine in a flourishing manner, and there is nothing to fault. Besides, he will retire next year. It is obvious that Fang Minghua will take over and he can be the boss now.

"What kind of student? It's out of the question." Fang Minghua said, "The venue for this meeting should not be at the Tangcheng Hotel. Don't always invite people to climb the Big Wild Goose Pagoda to see the Terracotta Warriors and Horses. We can go further."

Soon, invitation letters signed by the editorial department and Fang Minghua were quickly mailed to several writers who were added by Fang Minghua.

"Who?"

Yu Hua is still taking classes here.

Last winter, he passed the exam and successfully entered the preparatory class of the "Graduate Class in Literature and Art and Literary Creation" offered by Yan'an Normal University. After the Spring Festival, he came to Yanjing and began studying at the Lu Academy. After graduation, students will directly participate in the admissions examination for graduate students held at Yanjing Normal University on April 4.

Now is the final sprint. Just after class today, Yu Hua hurried back to his dormitory to get a bowl and go to the cafeteria to get food. The monitor from the next dormitory came over with a letter.

"Yu Hua, your letter."

Yu Hua took it and saw that it was from Yanhe magazine.

"Yu Hua, have you submitted another article? I'm going to treat you to a treat after it's published." the squad leader joked.

But Yu Hua looked a little confused.

Have you paid the royalties for your novella "A Kind of Reality" published in "Yanhe" in March?
Where can I get royalties now?
He opened it and saw that it was an invitation letter, inviting him to a meeting in Xijing.

"Is it royalties?" The monitor hadn't left yet, waiting for him to treat him.

"No, Yanhe magazine held a novel seminar on April 4 and invited me to participate." Yu Hua told the truth.

"Awesome!" The squad leader looked envious.

It is certainly a joy to be invited to participate in a work seminar, not to mention "Yanhe" magazine, which has been booming in recent years!
This magazine, originally known as "Little People's Literature", has now surpassed the official "People's Literature" in popularity and has become the authoritative publication place for excellent short and medium-sized novels.

It is also said that Yu Hua himself has a close relationship with Fang Minghua, the editor-in-chief of Yanhe magazine.

This is like hugging a thigh.
Yu Hua was not very excited, but rather confused. He hurried to the cafeteria with an enamel bowl. He didn't have to queue up to eat, as someone was already lining up for him.

Chen Hong.

Now they are a couple at school and are inseparable - except when they sleep together at night.

When Yu Hua arrived at the cafeteria, he handed the enamel bowl to Chen Hong, who was already waiting in line, and then found an empty table to wait until the girl finished cooking and brought it to the two of them to eat together. This had become a habit.

When the girl came over with food, Yu Hua told Chen Hong about the invitation to a meeting from the editorial department of "Yanhe" while eating.

"Teacher Fang invited you to go, so you must go. Besides, we have already completed the admissions exam on April 4, so you can definitely make it in time." Chen Hong said.

"However, this seminar is different from the one in 86. It is mainly to exchange experiences in creating new realistic novels, but what I write is not of that type at all." Yu Hua expressed his confusion.

Minghua, Minghua.

I didn't write that stuff, why did you ask me to communicate?
But Chen Hong doesn't think so.

"Yu Hua, since Teacher Fang invited you, there must be a reason for the invitation. Obviously, new realistic novels will become a hot spot for writing. Even if you don't write them, you might as well go and listen to them. Besides, you can guarantee that you will write them. A lifetime of avant-garde novels?”

"That's true."

After hearing Chen Hong's words, Yu Hua suddenly became enlightened.

"Why don't you, Chen Hong, come with me then? You've never been to Xijing, I'll take you to climb the Big Wild Goose Pagoda!" Yu Hua invited.

"Shall I go?" Chen Hong had a hint of shyness on his face. "Teacher Fang invited you, so it wouldn't be appropriate for me to go, right?"

"What's inappropriate? Even if you don't receive an invitation, you can go privately. You don't have to worry about travel expenses, food and accommodation!"

"Let's talk about it then," Chen Hong said.

Yu Hua smiled.

In fact, she already knew that the girl had already agreed.

Just when Yu Hua decided to go to Xijing to attend the seminar, Wang Shuo, who was also in Yanjing City, also received an invitation letter for "Yanhe".

(End of this chapter)