Literary Master 1978.

Chapter 327 Perfect Closed Loop

When Lin Chaoyang was at work that day, Xie Daoyuan called him to his office and asked, "I heard that you are going to visit Hong Kong?"

Hearing this, Lin Chaoyang looked a little embarrassed.

When Tao Yushu was about to give birth, Xie Daoyuan decided to give him three months of creative leave, but he ended up taking more than half a month of leave to return home.

After finally coming back to work for half a month, he had to go back to Hong Kong again. It was a bit embarrassing for him to ask for leave, so he simply waited for the WS department to contact the museum.

These days, if you want to go out for a visit or inspection, you have to go through your unit.

"Yes, it takes 10 days to go back and forth." Lin Chaoyang replied.

Xie Daoyuan smiled kindly, "It's good to go out for a walk and gain more knowledge."

After he said that, he readily approved Lin Chaoyang's leave.

In the evening, when Lin Chaoyang got off work and just returned home, he saw Li Tuo leading a few people into the yard. Among them were acquaintances such as Zhang Chengzhi, Chen Jiangong, Zheng Wanlong, Feng Jicai, and a strange young man with a round head, round forehead and round glasses.

"Chaoyang, Da Feng is coming to Yanjing, you have to welcome him, right?" Li Tuo said shamelessly.

"Of course I am. It's a rare visit for you. What would you like to eat tonight, Da Feng?"

Feng Jicai smiled honestly and was about to speak when Li Tuo rushed to say, "Red-braised pork, stir-fried pork slices, and sea cucumber with scallions..."

He named six or seven dishes at once, and Lin Chaoyang said unhappily, "I think you look like a sea cucumber with scallions! What do you have to do with welcoming Da Feng? Go home and eat noodles!"

"You are so rude. I brought you a new friend today."

After the two of them teased each other, Li Tuo introduced the young man with a round head and round glasses to Lin Chaoyang, "This is Zhong Acheng, the editor of World Books."

Lin Chaoyang politely shook hands with Zhong Acheng, "Welcome, welcome."

After a few pleasantries, Lin Chaoyang prepared to go to the kitchen to get busy. What Li Tuo said just now sounded like he wanted to eat for free, but they had actually bought the vegetables before their group came, so they only needed Lin Chaoyang to help out.

Everyone followed suit to help, chatting while working.

This was the first time that Zhong Acheng came to Lin Chaoyang's house, but he had already heard of Lin Chaoyang's name.

He curiously observed how Lin Chaoyang cooked. Whether he was washing vegetables, cutting vegetables, or cooking, his movements were smooth and flowing, just like a skilled cook.

Before coming here, he had heard Li Tuo say that Lin Chaoyang's cooking skills were amazing, and he had also heard rumors that this was true. Now that he had met him in person, he felt that hearing about him was better than seeing him in person.

He is also a little food expert, so it is inevitable that he feels a bit close to Lin Chaoyang.

While Zhong Acheng was observing Lin Chaoyang, Li Tuo changed the topic to him. He was a new friend who came today, so of course he had to be introduced properly.

Zhong Acheng worked as an educated youth in the countryside of Yunnan for ten years. After returning to the city in 79, he first helped his father organize his works, and then, on the recommendation of his father's friends, he went to work as an editor at World Books.

He has a unique talent in painting. Although he is not from an academic background, his painting skills have impressed many academicians. Two years ago, he and his friends organized a Stars Painting Exhibition.

Li Tuo met Zhong Acheng because he wrote film reviews. Zhong Acheng is not only talented in painting, but also has extraordinary insights into movies.

The most crucial reason for this is his family. He is the son of film critic Zhong Dianwei. Influenced by his family since childhood, Zhong Acheng has an appreciation level of movies far beyond ordinary people.

Li Tuo knew that Lin Chaoyang had never been fond of the somewhat exaggerated artistic expression of the Stars Art Exhibition, but he also knew that Lin Chaoyang would never neglect a job because of a person, and would never look at people with tinted glasses, so he brought Zhong Acheng here today without hesitation.

Several male comrades were busy in the kitchen for more than an hour and prepared six meat and vegetable dishes. Tao Yushu didn't have to cook tonight and sat happily aside listening to their chat.

The Stars Art Exhibition has an inseparable relationship with Today. Zhong Acheng is one of the founders of the Stars Art Exhibition, so naturally he is very close to the people from Today.

Since Today was banned, its planners have been trying to revive the publication, but all in vain.

As time went by, the group of writers and poets around Today gradually became loose. With the continuous decline of Misty Poetry, the voice of this group of people in the literary world became smaller and smaller.

Zhong Acheng talked about the current status of "Today" and Misty Poetry, and his words were full of regret.

"The decline of Misty Poetry cannot be entirely attributed to the banning of Today.

Fundamentally, its rise stems from the criticism and reflection of Buzz Buzz and is the result of rebellion against power.

The social atmosphere has changed. The tight ring on Sun Wukong’s head is gone, and the foundation of Misty Poetry has been shaken.”

Lin Chaoyang analyzed very rationally the reasons why the development of Misty Poetry had stagnated and even regressed.

The 1980s was a wonderful era. People had just emerged from the tragic humanitarian torrent a few years ago and immediately plunged into the wave of reform and opening up.

Conservatism and radicalism, repression and liberation, confinement and freedom...

Society has not stopped in the fierce struggle of contradictions and has evolved at a rapid pace.

Misty poetry was still a new thing six or seven years ago, but with the changes in time and society, its development has begun to show signs of fatigue.

Although there are more fans of Misty Poetry in society now than in previous years, they are just superficial.

"I heard that there is a third generation now." Zhang Chengzhi interjected.

The so-called "third generation" he mentioned is actually the Misty Poetry rebels nurtured by Misty Poetry. These people are fanatical about their hobbies and organize numerous poetry societies, compile and print their own poetry newspapers, poetry magazines, and poetry collections, and carry out various avant-garde experiments.

In summary, they are the evolved version of the group from Today.

"Although I also like obscure poetry, everything will turn into its opposite when it reaches its extreme. This kind of fanatical atmosphere will definitely not last long." Chen Jiangong said. Zhong Acheng nodded slightly. He could feel that being with Lin Chaoyang and his group was very different from being with the group of people from Today.

The atmosphere of "Today" is more passionate, idealistic, and pursues more Western modernist forms of expression. In comparison, Lin Chaoyang and his group are calmer, more rational, and have a clearer and more self-awareness in literary aesthetics.

Although the time of contact was short, Zhong Acheng could see that although Li Tuo was the one who talked the most, Lin Chaoyang was the soul of their small group.

When everyone was talking, Lin Chaoyang always sat there without arguing or fighting, and listened calmly with a calm expression.

He would only say a few words if someone asked him, or if the topic aroused his interest, and his words were usually concise, to the point, and to the point.

Zhong Acheng knew very well that in order to achieve the same ease as Lin Chaoyang, he needed not only keen insight but also profound knowledge accumulation.

After all, everyone's thoughts are wild and imaginative, and the topics are often free-flowing. They talk about whatever comes to mind, but Lin Chaoyang can always catch up.

It’s no wonder that such a person can become the core of this small circle.

When Zhong Acheng was daydreaming, Chen Jiangong suddenly encouraged him, "Acheng, tell the story you told last time again."

No one was confused, so Chen Jiangong explained a few words.

It turned out that last month, Chen Jiangong and Zheng Wanlong were eating mutton hotpot with Zhong Acheng and listened to a story he told. They both thought it was very good and suitable to be written into a novel.

"Tell it out loud and let everyone comment on it." Chen Jiangong continued to encourage.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him expectantly, Zhong Acheng said, "My story was also inspired by The Chess Master..."

During the period of Buzz Buzz, Wang Yisheng was sent to the countryside to work. People called him a chess nerd because of his obsession with chess. He grew up in a poor family, but his mother taught him how to play chess when he was young. Chess was the emotional bond between them...

Zhong Acheng is a master of chatting and also a master of storytelling. He tells stories in a gentle and leisurely tone, which has a kind of magic that makes people unable to help but indulge in it.

When Lin Chaoyang heard the three words "Wang Yisheng" from his mouth, he knew what the story was about.

After he finished telling the story, everyone was silent for a long time.

Li Tuo said: "This is a good story, very interesting!"

Zhong Acheng waved his hands and said modestly: "In fact, it is "The Chess Master" that is well written. My story is just a reference."

Everyone was an expert in novel writing, so they naturally understood what Zhong Acheng meant by "reference".

In his story, the character of Wang Yisheng as a "chess fanatic" indeed coincides with Jiang Nansheng in "The Chess Master". Another important similar element is "chess fighting", but the starting points of the two protagonists are different.

Lin Chaoyang smiled and said, "It's not a question of borrowing or not. Whether it's Wang Yisheng or Jiangnansheng, our predecessors have written about such fools before. The chess-playing plot is not innovative, and the starting points of these two characters are different.

The story that Cheng came up with is really good, I think it can be written.”

Zhong Acheng knew that Lin Chaoyang must be being polite when he said this, but he was still very happy.

After all, Lin Chaoyang's talent and achievements in novel writing are obvious to all. To be recognized by him, it proves to a certain extent that my story is indeed remarkable.

Chen Jiangong clapped his hands and laughed, "I told you to write it out. It's just right..."

As he spoke, he looked at Tao Yushu and said, "Yushu works at Yanjing Literature. When you finish writing your novel, give it to her. That's it!"

Everyone couldn't help laughing when they heard this. Today they brought Zhong Acheng to tell Lin Chaoyang a story. After the story was approved by Lin Chaoyang, it was written down and then submitted to Tao Yushuo, forming a perfect closed loop.

Tao Yushu had just listened to Zhong Acheng's story. She could tell that the story was indeed very interesting, so she also extended an invitation to Zhong Acheng.

"Ah Cheng, now that the novel is finished, you must think of me!"

Zhong Acheng touched his shaved head shyly and said, "I haven't written much novels yet, so I'm afraid I won't be good at it."

"No one is born a novelist. Skills can be practiced, but the ability to tell a story is innate. If you are a natural storyteller, the stories you write will definitely be good."

Lin Chaoyang's encouragement made Zhong Acheng feel a little nervous, but also a little moved. He didn't expect that Lin Chaoyang gave him such a high evaluation when they met for the first time.

"Thank you all for your kindness. Well, I'll write it out and show it to everyone later. If it can meet the standards for publication, I'll trouble Comrade Yushu."

Everyone talked and laughed and decided on this matter.

After everyone left, Tao Yushu said happily, "Today's meal was not in vain!"

Lin Chaoyang teased: "Have you ever thought that the quality of the novel you wrote is not good?"

"Do you think I'm an editor for nothing? Oral stories are often more difficult to impress people than stories written on paper.

Ah Cheng may not be a writer with mature creative skills, but he is definitely a writer who can tell stories. "

Lin Chaoyang nodded slightly when he heard this. Tao Yushu's evaluation was very consistent with the evaluation of Ah Cheng by the literary circles in later generations.

"Comrade Yushu really has a keen eye!"

Tao Yushu gave him a coquettish look with her bright eyes. After giving birth, her figure had gradually recovered, and she had even more charm of a mature woman than before she became pregnant, like a ripe peach.

Lin Chaoyang couldn't help but gently hold her soft waist.

(End of this chapter)