Chapter 150 Don’t bully Xiao Bao!

"Bao Guowei, what is this avant-garde literature? I heard that it is very popular outside now, and you are regarded as the leader of the avant-garde literature!"

On the campus of Zhicheng Middle School, Zhang Nianyue held Bao Guowei's arm affectionately and couldn't help but ask.

During this period, due to the popularity of Bao Guowei's novel "To Live", a new literary category, avant-garde literature, emerged after the Misty Poetry School.

Different from the past realistic literature, avant-garde literature seems to go to an extreme.

This is also the reason why Zhang Nianyue has doubts. What is the difference between this avant-garde literature and the past?

It is also about criticizing reality and reflecting on reality. What is so special about the avant-garde that so many writers flock to it?

I heard that many authors of "Novel Monthly", such as Shi Zhecun, Xu Dishan, Lu Yin and other famous literary authors, have joined in the creation of avant-garde literature.

If it is an exaggeration, in a sense, they can even be said to be Bao Guowei's "disciples".

The muscles on Bao Guowei's face twitched. He had just entered the school and before he had time to inspect the schoolmates, he was caught by his little girlfriend.

He actually had no thought at all about the popularity of avant-garde literature.

Not only because, compared to the original work, Bao Guowei has made certain adaptations, and many details are quite different.

It is also because of the similarities and differences of the times.

The avant-garde in the foreign sense is also reflected in drama during this period, mainly referring to the drama movement represented by Dühring and Pieve that emerged in France around the 1920s.

This kind of drama pays more attention to stimulating the imagination of the author and the audience, and has unusual requirements for lines and body.

Compared with realism, avant-garde opera deepens the revelation of human nature and social criticism.

Avant-garde novels, in a sense, generally refer to the new wave of novels that appeared in China around the 80s.

The representative work is "To Live" by teacher Yu Hua, as well as other writers such as Ge Fei, Can Xue, and Ma Yuan.

In fact, Bao Guowei didn't know much about avant-garde literature, but he had a database in his head, so he immediately came to "Wenzhao Gong" to organize the language and explain it to his little girlfriend.

"Avant-garde literature, the word avant-garde comes from French, which means an experimental genre that deviates from tradition and is unconventional."

He looked at Zhang Nianyue's bright eyes and red face, and the old god introduced him.

"In fact, it is a higher level of realism. It no longer shows life, but creates reality in the form of imagination. He opposes tradition and conventional writing and reading habits and explores the inner world."

Bao Guowei introduced the other party in the simplest language possible, but the latter was obviously confused.

"In short, it's just that it's very powerful." Zhang Nianyue frowned and concluded. "But I read your novel. It's very sad, but very sharp. The stories in it seem absurd and magical, but they also reflect reality. It should be what you call avant-garde, right?"

The previous evaluation made Bao Guowei a little helpless, and he was a little surprised when he heard the following. Although there were some deviations, it seemed to be pretty much the same.

As expected, she is Zhang Taiyan's daughter, and she has some family background.

In the original time and space, the birth of avant-garde literature had a certain contemporary character.

Bao Guowei did not want to move this genre over, because it would be easy to adapt to the local environment.

But now that it has become unexpectedly popular, he is also happy to see its success. It can enrich the literary form of this period, which is beneficial and harmless.

He tapped Zhang Nianyue's forehead slightly with his finger.

"Hey, Zhang Nuxia has made some progress recently. I couldn't say these words before."

Zhang Nianyue was tapped on the head, like a lioness who was provoked and wanted to have a fit.

But seeing Bao Guowei's profile, he immediately calmed down as if being comforted.

That was Bao Guowei. If it were anyone else, she would have to let him know why the flowers were so red.

She wrinkled her nose and said angrily.

"I have learned a bit from my dad's nagging these past few days."

But as she walked, she said with emotion: "Hey, what kind of genre of literature is this? It's like martial arts, but it's not as easy to understand as martial arts. It's so annoying that it might as well be math questions."

Bao Guowei was speechless for a while, "Auntie, you don't seem to be very good at math problems?"

But he didn't say this after all, otherwise he would have pinched his waist again.

"Bingwen, can you use a brush?"

In the office, Principal Qi Ling rubbed his hands and said with a flattering look on his face.

Bao Guowei was speechless, but after taking a look at the smiling Mr. Yang Yan, he felt a little calmer.

he said angrily.

"My master's name is Zhang Taiyan."

His meaning is obvious. My master is Zhang Taiyan, a master of Chinese studies. Do you think I can calligraphy with calligraphy?

Qi Ling's face twitched. Last month, he was an ordinary student in front of him, but he was able to control his "power of life and death." In just over a month, this kid has soared into the sky.

How do you say that.

Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi. Don’t bully young people into poverty.

Qi Ling was glad that she did not deliberately suppress Bao Guowei during the previous campus turmoil, otherwise it is unknown what will happen now.

Bao Guowei may not care about it himself, but he can't stop those who are interested in trying to please him!

Lou Quanquan wanted to frame Bao Guowei last time, but he was forgiven by the other party.

I thought everything was calm, but who knew that during the volunteer activities, the officials in the city put their children into the volunteer team in order to please Bao Guowei.

After hearing about Lou's experience, they immediately joined forces to jerk him off.

Faced with the deliberate targeting of the big bosses, any relationship Lou had the authority to have would not work, which was considered very unlucky.

Now I have gone home to sell sweet potatoes.

Qi Ling didn't want to follow in his footsteps, he lowered his head and handed over a brush dipped in ink and said.

"Please also ask Bingwen to write an inscription for our school. It is an honor for Zhicheng Middle School to have an alumnus like you!"

Bao Guowei naturally knows what the other person is thinking. People are afraid of being famous, and pigs are afraid of being strong. Once you become famous, all kinds of relatives and friends will come to you one after another.

People who are beyond your reach all want to get close to you.

This principal is naturally not exempt from vulgarity.

Previously, he wanted to invite himself back to school to give a speech and hold a grand welcome ceremony.

It's just that Bao Guowei didn't have a good impression of this school, and he didn't want to see the arrogant faces of his classmates in the original class, so he simply gave up. After all, studying here and leaving a treasure of calligraphy is not a debt.

"Bingwen, just write. I heard that you will transfer to Shanghai next semester. Now you are famous outside. Many junior students come here because of your reputation. Having an inscription can be regarded as an encouragement to them. .”

Mr. Yang Yan, the head teacher, had a brighter head, but his face was full of red.

He couldn't help but be unhappy. As a Chinese teacher, he was the one who nominally brought up this young literary master.

Although this guy didn't take his classes seriously at all

But getting into trouble is number one.

But none of this matters! The most important thing is that Bao Guowei is promising!

Bao Guowei still respected Mr. Yang Yan, and he nodded slightly.

Then he picked up the brush familiarly and faced the long rice paper in front of him. After thinking for a while, he came up with an idea.

Since becoming a disciple of Zhang Taiyan, writing dozens of pages of large characters every day has become a required course for Bao Guowei.

In fact, not only because it was hard to disobey the teacher's orders, Bao Guowei also gradually felt that writing calligraphy was a very nourishing thing for the mind.

Between strokes of sharpening, the previous impetuousness and uneasiness in facing difficulties are eliminated little by little.

What you get in return is calmness and rational thinking when faced with problems.

Calligraphy has been of great benefit to him, and Bao Guowei is willing to work hard to practice it.

Soon, beneath the neat and beautiful handwriting, a row of large characters appeared on the paper.

Yang Yan looked at it and was a little surprised.

He knew Bao Guoweihui's calligraphy. As a Chinese teacher, he naturally knew the other party's thin gold calligraphy, and his writing was very brilliant.

just

It doesn’t seem to be a slim gold body this time!

"Guange style! Great! It is used to encourage students to study, Guange style is the best!" Qi Ling is not completely devoid of reading. He naturally made great efforts to study such a powerful tool like calligraphy.

Yang Yan also nodded.

"After all, Thin Gold Style was created by Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty. It lacks the dignity of family and country sentiments. Guange Style was the official font for the imperial examinations in the Ming and Qing dynasties, so it is perfect for students."

He then looked at the large characters written on it.

"Read for the rise of China!"

Qi Ling was a little excited and said: "It's so good! It's so good!"

Yang Yan also nodded and said: "It's time to study for the rise of China. This is the motto that today's students must remember!"

"It's embarrassing."

Bao Guowei smiled shyly, but he didn't expect that the Guange style he had been practicing would come in handy.

This is due to the golden finger after his rebirth. With the integration of various knowledge, his learning ability is far beyond ordinary people.

Qi Ling's face was rosy, he dried the ink and said: "Bingwen, with this calligraphy treasure, I will have someone carve it on a big stone and place it at the entrance of the school, so that from now on, the students will remember it in their hearts every day when they go to school. Na!"

"This matter is nothing to worry about." Bao Guowei smiled, but thinking of the other party's past behavior, the conversation changed. "Principal Qi, if you can run the school beautifully and train talents for the country with less effort, Guowei will naturally be extremely happy."

"But if there is something"

Bao Guowei smiled kindly, and instead of accepting the other party's flattery, he threatened.

"Ah, how could this happen?" Qi Ling felt a little embarrassed and laughed dryly.

Bao Guowei just patted the other party's shoulder and left the office silently.

"This is Principal Qi"

Yang Yan did not expect that Bao Guowei would suddenly say such words, but it was exactly in line with the other party's character.

Because he used to be so upright, like a fool.

It's just that the stupid young man now is no longer what he used to be.

Unexpectedly, Qi Ling not only was not angry, but also sighed helplessly and said.

"He's asking me. Take this calligraphy and painting and carve it on the stone according to the original plan."

The main reason why Bao Guowei said this was because he was worried that Qi Ling would use his fame to do some evil things.

Such as false advertising to recruit students.

This can be regarded as a preventive shot.

But what he didn't know was that it was this small calligraphy and painting that made a strong mark on the history of Zhicheng Middle School.

In order to show respect, Qi Ling even chose a huge stone one-story high and hired craftsmen to engrave Bao Guowei's calligraphy on it.

This stone has been with Zhicheng Middle School for nearly a hundred years.

After many renovations, it still stands at the school gate, constantly inspiring generations of Zhicheng Middle School students to work hard.

If some of the research institutions established by Mr. Bao Guowei in later generations want to study the growth history of Bao Guowei, they must visit this stone and take photos in front of it.

The calligraphy treasures left at Zhicheng Middle School were subsequently donated by the school to the local museum for collection.

Turning back to 1930, Bao Guowei had just returned home.

As soon as he was about to open the door, he saw two people in the corner of the alley, one tall and one short, one foreigner and one Chinese.

When they saw Bao Guowei, they seemed extremely excited and ran over all the way, their faces covered with dust.

The Chinese said excitedly: "Bao Bingwen, you are Mr. Bao Bingwen, right? You can't be wrong. You are the only one with such a young hero!"

The foreigner took off his hat and said politely and politely as a gentleman.

"Mr. Bao, I am the editor-in-chief of The Times from England. Nice to meet you."

Bao Guowei took a few steps back warily, frowned, and thoughts circulated in his mind several times.

Then he asked: "What are you doing with Bao Guowei?"

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