Literary Master 1978.

Chapter 337 How about you be the curator?

Wang Meng was an airborne soldier and had no foundation within People's Literature. To reform the editorial board, she was largely seeking support from external forces.

After all, if he brought in all the new editorial board members, his voice in the magazine would naturally carry more weight.

Before Lin Chaoyang, Wang Meng had contacted many writers, including Ru Zhijuan, Xu Huaizhong, Chen Rong, Huang Zongying, Jiang Zilong and others.

Wang Meng also plans to add several senior members of the editorial department to the new editorial board.

After dinner, when Wang Meng left, Tao Yushu told Lin Chaoyang about Wang Meng's plans and methods. After listening to them, Lin Chaoyang couldn't help but admire her.

"It's a pity for him, such an old fox, not to be an official!"

"Why do you say bad things about people behind their backs?"

"Am I saying something bad about him? I was clearly praising him!"

The next day was the graduation ceremony for the undergraduate class of 79. Tao Yumo hung a camera on his chest and looked for people to take photos with.

At noon, classmates from her class went to a restaurant outside the school to have a farewell dinner. Tao Yumo asked Lin Chaoyang to go along, not to treat him to a meal but to use him as a tool for taking photos.

There were 52 people in a class, squeezed together and sitting at five tables. Each table was filled with exquisite dishes, which was a rare high standard for students during their four years in college.

Four years ago, this group of students gathered in Yenching from all over the world, and now they will be scattered all over the world again.

Lin Chaoyang listened to these people discussing their assignment destinations. Most of them were assigned to various local political and legal agencies.

If it were in the future, college students would probably laugh themselves awake if they had such an opportunity.

But what Lin Chaoyang heard most from these people were complaints, just like when the Class of 77 was assigned to the Chinese Department last year.

This includes being ungrateful for what one has, and being confused and lacking confidence in the future.

Many other people expressed envy. The objects of their envy were Tao Yumo and Cha Haisheng, both of whom were assigned to the newly established University of Political Science and Law.

In the eyes of these students, becoming a university teacher after graduation is a better job than working in a political or legal institution.

Tao Yumo listened to the envy of his classmates and said casually, "What's so good about it! I went to the Changping campus, which is more than 40 kilometers away from Yanjing."

As soon as she said this, she was immediately criticized by her classmates, who criticized her for not knowing how lucky she was.

Happy times are always short-lived. Amidst the drinking and chatting, Tao Yumo's college life came to an end. She burst into tears when she said goodbye to her classmates. Lin Chaoyang took the opportunity to take some ugly photos of her.

Tao Yumo had graduated, so her family naturally wanted to celebrate for her. Tao's father planned to take the family out to a restaurant in the evening.

It was hot in July and it was too troublesome to go into the city, so Tao's father decided to celebrate at the Long March Restaurant outside the school.

After work, Lin Chaoyang and his wife went to Langrun Lake Apartment to reunite with their family and saw Zhu Guangqian at home.

After saying hello, Lin Chaoyang quietly asked Tao Yumo, "Why is Lao Zhu here at this time?"

Tao Yumo was playing Tao Xiwen's game console, and replied without blinking, "I'm here to exchange books."

"Change books? What books?"

As Lin Chaoyang was asking, Tao Xiwen, who had been waiting anxiously on the side, hugged Tao Yumo's thighs and said, "Aunt, you've been playing for fifteen minutes, it's my turn, it's my turn!"

"Auntie is the elder, play for five more minutes."

Tao Yumo didn't bother to answer Lin Chaoyang's words and tried to comfort his anxious nephew.

Tao Yushu snatched the game console from her hand and scolded, "You are about to go to work, and you still snatch toys from children. How dare you!"

The blood suppression from her elder sister made Tao Yumo dare not act rashly, and then she remembered Lin Chaoyang's question.

"The set of martial arts novels you gave to my brother is in great demand now. People come to borrow the books every day."

Nowadays, people have a lack of entertainment options. Even novels like "War and Peace" can be read with great interest by many people, let alone martial arts novels.

Just by serializing a pirated version of The Legend of the Condor Heroes in Wulin, it cultivated at least tens of millions of martial arts novel fans in China.

But this thing has only been introduced to the mainland for a short time. It was criticized as a DC two years ago. Although there are many readers, there are few reading materials. Often, if someone has a martial arts novel in his hand, he will become a "mobile library" for the people around him.

If you have two novels by Jin Yong or Liang Yusheng, your house will be trampled down by people.

The complete set of Jin Yong's martial arts novels that Lin Chaoyang gave to Tao Yucheng has a destructive power comparable to that of nuclear weapons today. No martial arts novel fan can resist such temptation.

"My eldest brother has been acting nervous lately!" Tao Yumo said in a sour tone.

Lin Chaoyang glanced at his sister-in-law and said, "Your brother is popular, why are you so jealous?"
In fact, Tao Yumo was not jealous of his elder brother Tao Yucheng, but of his own wrong choice of gift.

My brother has a set of Jin Yong's novels, which he can read himself and are also very popular among everyone.

But except for a few enviable comments from classmates in the first few days, no one was interested in her electronic watch anymore. It was not even as good as Tao Xiwen's game console, and she regretted it when she thought about it.

Lin Chaoyang ignored Tao Yumo and ran over to chat with Zhu Guangqian, "Do you also read martial arts novels?"

"What? I can't watch?"

"Look at you, I'm just asking casually, let's go eat together later!"

"What are you eating? Don't keep me from reading a novel!"

Zhu Guangqian had no awareness of "one should never forget the person who dug the well when drinking water". When he opened his mouth, he still spoke in the familiar tone. It is true that he becomes more rebellious as he gets older.

"Read less martial arts novels. Your temper is caused by reading martial arts novels."

The two men were making fun of each other. At this time, Tao Yucheng took out a copy of "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer". Zhu Guangqian didn't bother to scold Lin Chaoyang anymore. He picked up the novel and left.

Looking at the stubborn back of the old man, Lin Chaoyang couldn't help but sigh, such a great master of aesthetics was ruined by martial arts novels!

"Martial arts novels are very harmful to people!"

Tao Yushu patted him lightly and said, "Uncle Zhu is so old, why are you still making fun of him?"

"You already said it was a joke!"

After staying at the Tao family for a while, the family went out together and came to the Changzheng Restaurant outside the South Gate.

As you enter the restaurant, you'll see a large photo of Cong Shan in "The Shepherd" on the wall, next to it are Tang Guoqiang in "The Peacock Princess" and Zhang Yu in "Lush Mountain Love".

There were several tables of guests in the restaurant. Some men were wearing jeans with zippers on the front, some women were wearing leggings, and some women were wearing bell-bottom pants and had big curly hair, looking very fashionable! Tao Yushu looked around and couldn't help but sigh, "Young people nowadays really wear all kinds of weird clothes."

As someone who can see patriotic sentiments even when watching a ballet, she naturally looks down on the fashion that many young people are pursuing in the past two years.

"Sister, that's fashionable. You're really old-fashioned! Besides, I'm not necessarily younger than you."

How dare you talk back just after graduation? How can this be tolerated?
Tao Yushu gave his sister a look that made her shut up.

Tao Yumo graduated today, and his parents are the happiest. All three of their children have graduated from college and started working. This success rate is rare in the Langrun Lake Apartment area.

When talking about graduation, they inevitably talk about work. Tao's father and mother are very satisfied with their youngest daughter's work.

After graduation, he became a university teacher, which can be regarded as inheriting his father's mantle. However, Tao Yumo could not be happy when talking about work.

What she said to her classmates yesterday at noon was not false. In fact, being assigned to the China University of Political Science and Law was indeed a very good job, because the old School of Political Science and Law was near Yanda University.

If he worked here, Tao Yumo wouldn't even need to live in the company dormitory.

But there is always some gap between ideal and reality. The reason why she and Cha Haisheng were assigned to the China University of Political Science and Law was because the China University of Political Science and Law had just been established and was restricted by limited school building conditions. It was necessary to build another campus in Changping, and a group of young and energetic teachers were needed to go to Changping as pioneers.

The new campus is still under construction. In order to allow employees to not object to moving to Changping, the University of Political Science and Law first bought two buildings with more than 200 houses on Xihuan Road in Changping as welfare housing and dormitories for the school’s cadres and young teachers.

Then they were mobilized to live in Changping, and school buses were specially arranged for this purpose to pick up and drop off cadres and teachers between Changping and Xueyuan Road every day.

The workplace was suddenly moved from the China University of Political Science and Law to Changping. Tao Yumo felt hopeless about her life when she thought about the three-hour commute to and from get off work.

Listening to her daughter's complaints, Tao's mother scolded her for not appreciating her blessings.

Tao Yumo was not angry either. She hugged her sister's arm and said, "Sister, your job is good. Your workplace is right outside your home."

Tao Yushu said, "It's not possible now. I forgot to tell you that I have been transferred to work at People's Literature."

After she said this, the Tao family members were all puzzled.

Tao Yushu was transferred to another job? When did it happen? How come they didn't know?
Nowadays, jobs are not like those in later generations where you can change them at will. Most people spend their entire lives in one unit. Tao Yushu had only graduated for more than a year, so how could he be transferred to another unit so easily?
Tao Yushu then patiently explained a few words. The Tao family did not understand the twists and turns within People's Literature.

But everyone understood that Tao Yushu's transfer there proved that she was valued by the leaders, and they were very happy for her.

It was already past seven in the evening when they finished their meal. When the family came out of the Changzheng Restaurant, they saw that the lights in front of several newly opened laser halls not far from the south gate of the school had been turned on.

In the past two years, several dance halls have opened in front of the gate of Yanda University, including discos and various ballroom dances, and most of the customers are college students from several nearby schools.

The ticket is two or three yuan, and you can play there for a whole night.

This price is a luxury for most students, but many students still flock to it.

Among those young people in strange costumes who were having dinner at the Long March Restaurant just now, many of them went into the dance hall right after their meal.

Tao Yumo's eyes lingered at the entrance of the laser hall for a few seconds, and Tao Yushu noticed it keenly, "You should avoid such messy places."

"I didn't go!" Tao Yumo replied, and then mocked her sister, "Sister, you are really old-fashioned!"

Tao's father said, "Your sister is doing this for your own good. Don't you understand that a gentleman should not stand under a dangerous wall?"

Mr. Tao is not an old-fashioned person who cannot adapt to changes. It's just that the social security has indeed become worse and worse in the past two years, which makes people worry. It is better to stay away from places like dance halls as much as possible.

"I know." After being scolded by his father, Tao Yumo calmed down.

The students were on summer vacation, and the work in the library became easier. Lin Chaoyang began to consider resigning.

But when he thought of Xie Daoyuan's care for him, he found it difficult to open his mouth.

That day he finally made up his mind and went to Xie Daoyuan's office.

"What? Do you want to ask for leave?" Xie Daoyuan asked this as soon as he saw him coming.

Hearing this, Lin Chaoyang felt a little embarrassed, "It's not about asking for leave."

"What's that?"

Lin Chaoyang hesitated and said, "I want to resign!"

Hearing these four words, the originally relaxed expression on Xie Daoyuan's face immediately became serious. He stared at Lin Chaoyang and his brows were twisted into the shape of the Chinese character "川".

He stood up and walked to the sofa, pulled Lin Chaoyang to sit down, and asked seriously: "Why do you suddenly have this idea?"

The tone was similar to that of a junior high school student caught in a premature relationship by his teacher, filled with anger at the student's lack of resistance.

"It's not something that happened suddenly. It's mainly because I've been having trouble balancing my work and my creative work over the past two years. I've been asking for leave from the museum every few days, and I feel bad about it."

When Xie Daoyuan heard what he said, his eyebrows stood up and he looked intimidating without even getting angry.

"Did you hear someone gossiping? Whoever spread it, I'll deal with him for you."

Lin Chaoyang quickly said, "No, no. I get along well with my colleagues. It's my own fault. I still want to focus more on creation."

Seeing Lin Chaoyang say this, Xie Daoyuan frowned, his face full of concern of an elder for a younger generation.

"Chaoyang, actually our work in the library is not that busy. Whether it is work or creation, it is essentially for life, and we can't put the cart before the horse.

I see that you've been under too much pressure lately. How about this? Since you have nothing to do during the summer vacation, you can go home and have a good rest. Then come back to work when you feel better.

You, you just set too high standards for your work!"

Am I demanding too much from my job?
For a moment, Lin Chaoyang didn't know how to respond to Comrade Lao Xie's confusing right and wrong remarks.

Seeing that his tone was so earnest, Lin Chaoyang couldn't just reject the proposal outright.

"Director, this is inappropriate, isn't it?"

"What's inappropriate? I'm the curator, if I say it's appropriate, then it's appropriate!"

Xie Daoyuan's domineering speech almost made Lin Chaoyang bow down in worship.

How about you become the curator?

(End of this chapter)