Reborn Bao Guowei, I really didn’t want to be a great writer!

Chapter 287 Invite Bao Bingwen to the north!
No. 3, Cihui Hall, Beiping.

It is located in a small alley and is named after a small temple next to it.

Mr. Zhu Guangqian, a professor of literature at Peking University, lived here for many years. A dilapidated old temple next to his house created a unique atmosphere for this place.

Desolate and cold.

Especially in autumn and winter when the leaves have fallen, it stands alone in the broken wall and deserted garden, looking like a unique paradise in the bustling ancient capital.

The gatehouse of the house was dilapidated and dirty, forming a sharp contrast with the brand new vermilion lacquered gates of the surrounding neighbors.

But it is precisely because of this that a different kind of poetry is presented.

This place was hosted by Zhu Guangqian, who gradually organized a "poetry reading session" at fixed times with a strong cultural atmosphere, including but not limited to poetry recitation, discussion and academic speeches.

It has become a cultural holy land for scholars in Peking.

Today, as usual, the cultural salon was held in the courtyard at 3 pm.

Many people present were covered in dust, especially some whose long gowns were covered in dust.

Many people, even those who had just participated in a protest, came here to attend the cultural salon.

Zhu Guangqian on the stage even had scars on his face, which were wrapped in simple gauze.

Obviously, the gentlemen in Peking also made great efforts to support the actions in Shanghai.

Taking to the streets to protest is never a safe act, and it may even cost your life.

But for the faculty and students of Peking University, resistance has always been the main theme.

Three years ago, they began to fight against the Fengtian warlords and were reorganized and split up, so that Cai Yuanpei resigned again.

But the spirit of Peking University is always present.

Zhu Guangqian, standing on the stage, smiled and looked at the gentlemen who were seated. Despite the embarrassed look on his face, he did not find it funny, but felt very proud instead.

This is a symbol of the resistance spirit of Peking scholars!

He looked around at the people in the room, and saw many good friends and well-known scholars.

People like Chen Yinke, Zhao Yuanli, Liu Bannong, Qian Xuantong were all well-known figures in Peiping.

Faced with this incident, they all chose to stand up, together with the teachers and students in Shanghai and the students in Peking.

Let us jointly safeguard the dignity of a nation!

"In the past, at this poetry reading here, Bao Bingwen's poem "Answer" made many people intoxicated. They couldn't help but sigh that the rise of our Chinese youth has given everyone hope for the future."

"And today! Bao Bingwen has ignited our patriotic hearts with his book The Old Man and the Sea. Many people have risen up to fight because of it. In my opinion, this work will make a significant mark in the history of Chinese literature."

"it is good!!!"

The gentlemen at the banquet immediately burst into warm applause. Zhu Guangqian's words almost touched their hearts.

Chen Yinke wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, his hair grew wildly on his head, forming a high bulge, and with a big nose, he looked very individual.

He is now a joint professor of the Chinese, History, and Philosophy departments of Tsinghua University, so his status is naturally evident.

Even he couldn't help but sigh and say: "In my opinion, the duel between the old fisherman and the big marlin is a symbol. It not only represents the persistence of ideals and beliefs, but also tells readers the indomitable spirit of this nation for thousands of years. There is no reason for us to give up or to bow down!"

Chen Yinke, along with Wang Guowei, Liang Qichao and Zhao Yuanren, are known as the four great mentors of Qinghua University and their status is very high.

When he was speaking, everyone's eyes were fixed on him, with hope in them.

Chen Yinke spoke slowly and steadily, and there seemed to be no emotion in his words and actions.

"But this work still has a flaw." "Flaw?" The people around couldn't help but hold their breath, wanting to hear the master's opinion.

After all, since the publication of "The Old Man and the Sea", it has received rave reviews, from experts and scholars to ordinary people, all of whom are full of praise.

It is rare to find people pointing out its shortcomings.

Chen Yinke raised his head with a serious expression on his face and spoke seriously.

"The writing is concise and clear, and it is a masterpiece since the vernacular movement. The content also created a whole new genre, but there is one thing that is really despised by people."

He paused, and said with disgust: "This Bao Bingwen really doesn't care about the readers' feelings. He didn't publish all of this excellent work, but instead published it in parts. It really makes me want to smash his head."

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For a moment, there was silence in the venue.

Scholars attending the conference, I don’t know what to say. This master is really so choking.

I thought it was such a serious matter, or some important one. Many people had already imagined in their heads what a earth-shattering situation it would be if Bao Bingwen and Chen Yinke had a conflict.

Is this the result?

"Ahem!" Zhao Yuanren couldn't bear it any longer, so he coughed and laughed dryly. "Hahahaha! Mr. Heshou is really humorous! He helped to lighten the atmosphere for us."

"Hahahaha!" The venue was filled with awkward laughter for a moment.

Chen Yinke was a solitary person and took everything seriously. He didn't think there was anything wrong with it, but just frowned seriously.

"I do have a suggestion." Liu Bannong, who was sitting in the corner, interrupted everyone's awkward laughter.

He is now a professor in the Chinese Department of Peking University and a tutor at the Institute of Chinese Studies.

"I have heard that Bao Bingwen intends to study at Peking University. Now our National Peking University has been severely damaged by the evil forces of warlords. We urgently need a figure like Bao Bingwen to fill it with fresh blood."

As soon as he made the proposal, someone immediately jumped out to cheer.

"Good! This is a great suggestion!" As a professor of Western Literature at Peking University, Zhu Guangqian was the first to stand up and support it.

"Everyone can see Bao Bingwen's talent. I don't think we need to recruit him by unified recruitment. We have always had special recruitment quotas. We can hold a special recruitment exam and let him come to study. We can also communicate with him!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the room's eyes were filled with surprise.

"I am the first to support this. Such a person cannot be allowed to occupy the southern literary world alone. He should also come to our northern literary world for exchange and exchange ideas."

"Bao Bingwen is only seventeen years old now. He is a promising talent. He should not be influenced by the glamorous world in the south. It would be a good idea for him to study in Peking University earlier."

"Where is President Cai Yuanpei? Don't let him pretend to be dead in the south. Hurry up and get him to come up with Bao Bingwen."

This person was obviously very dissatisfied with Cai Yuanpei's repeated resignations.

Chen Yinke thought about it and nodded, saying, "Very good. I can ask about the follow-up content and other creative techniques."

Everyone was very excited, but Liu Bannong shook his head and used Bao Guowei's signature catchphrase.

"You are all wrong."

"Ah?" Everyone looked at him, as if questioning him.

Liu Bannong never stopped talking until he made a shocking statement. He said with a smile: "I think we should invite Bao Bingwen to be a literature lecturer, or even a literature professor!"

"ah????"

For a moment, the whole place was in an uproar.

(End of this chapter)