Literary Master 1978.

Chapter 80 "The Inevitable Rise and Fall of Scar Literature" (12000 monthly tickets for additional updates in advance)

"Hey, Yushu, have you heard about it?" Wu Yingfang secretly asked Tao Yushu during class.

"What did you hear?"

"Xu Lingjun is going to give a speech at Yanda University. They all say that Xu Lingjun seems to be an employee of Yanda University."

Tao Yushu nodded, "Yeah, I heard about it."

Wu Yingfang muttered, "That's right, your family is from Yanda, and it's your Yanda that produces talents!"

"I just wrote a few novels, which is nothing compared to those professors."

Hearing her classmates praising her husband, Tao Yushu instinctively responded with a few humble words.

"Wow! I can't tell at other times that you are worthy of being from Yanda University. Although you are not a professor, you are still a famous writer. But in your mouth, it seems like you are worthless."

Tao Yushu listened to his friend's teasing and smiled helplessly. He should find a suitable opportunity to talk to her about this.

"The speech is tomorrow, are you going?"

Lin Chaoyang is going to give a speech at Yan University, so how could Tao Yushu not go?

"go."

June 6rd was a Sunday, and Lin Chaoyang used his rest time to attend a speaking event without even having to take a day off.

Because it was Sunday, the Tao family's morning meal was a little later than usual.

After dinner, Tao Yushu helped him straighten his clothes, looked him up and down, and then asked, "Are you nervous?"

Lin Chaoyang smiled and said, "You know how shameless I am."

Tao Yushu smiled, with a hint of pride in his expression.

"Brother-in-law, come on!"

Before leaving, sister-in-law Tao Yumo cheered Lin Chaoyang up. The girl was full of energy, which made people feel happy.

Recently, Lin Chaoyang was interviewed by the school magazine and invited to give a speech. Tao Yumo felt very honored and was gradually becoming his lackey.

After Lin Chaoyang and his wife left, Tao Yucheng said to his wife Zhao Li, "Why don't we go and listen as well?"

Zhao Li looked embarrassed, "What about the child?"

"Take them along, let them see their uncle's elegance!" Tao Yucheng said heartlessly.

After thinking it over, Zhao Li agreed with her husband's decision. She was also very curious about how Lin Chaoyang would perform.

The couple packed up for a while and left home with their children.

After the two men left for a while, Tao's mother cleaned up the dishes, took off her apron, and prepared to go out.

Tao Yumo was about to go out to school and asked, "Mom, where are you going?"

Tao's mother didn't answer her question, but Tao Yumo didn't give up. He asked, "Are you going to watch my brother-in-law's speech?"

Mother Tao looked unhappy and said unhappily, "It's embarrassing! What's so good about it?"

After saying that, she ignored Tao Yumo's reaction and walked out.

Tao's father went out for a walk early in the morning, and now Tao Yumo was the only one left at home. Everyone else was resting on the weekend, but she still had to go to class.

Thinking about other people going to listen to lectures in ease while she could only stay in the classroom to attend classes all day, Tao Yumo felt like life was meaningless.

Early June in Yanjing is the turn of spring and summer, and the climate is most pleasant.

The plants in Yanyuan are full of vitality, and young and carefree figures are wandering on every path.

Lin Chaoyang's speech was scheduled for nine in the morning. He arrived at the entrance of the dining hall at half past eight. The breakfast time here was over, and many Yan University students had gathered in the huge hall. It seemed that all of them came to listen to the speech.

The scale of today's speech is larger than any event previously held by the May Fourth Literary Society. Several backbone members of the society are busy with their own things at this moment. When Lin Chaoyang found Chen Jiangong, he was busy and sweating.

"How is the speech preparation going?" Chen Jiangong asked.

"no problem."

The title of this speech was given by the May Fourth Literary Society, but the content was all thought up by Lin Chaoyang himself.

Seeing Lin Chaoyang's confident answer, Chen Jiangong felt relieved. The two chatted for a few more words, and then Zhang Youhua came to call him.

"Jian Gong, a group of people have arrived from the Post and Telecommunications College. Go and make arrangements quickly to prevent them from running around and disrupting order."

Chen Jiangong glanced at Lin Chaoyang, and Lin Chaoyang nodded at him, and then he ran away.

In two or three minutes, many students had already poured into the dining hall. When Lin Chaoyang was talking to Chen Jiangong just now, Tao Yushu had walked away. He wanted to look for her again, but he couldn't find her after looking around.

"Chaoyang!"

The one who called Lin Chaoyang was Wang Xiaoping, who was one of the backbone members of the May Fourth Literary Society. She called Lin Chaoyang to tell him the progress of today's speech.

"The speech will start at 9 o'clock. Youhua will go up first to introduce you. When you hear him call you, you will go on stage. The speech will last for one hour. We will put up a sign to remind you of the time...

Then there will be a half-hour Q&A session, which you can manage on your own. We must finish by 10:30 so as not to delay the students’ meals.”

After understanding the general process, Lin Chaoyang nodded to Wang Xiaoping, "I know everything."

Looking at the confident expression on Lin Chaoyang's face, Wang Xiaoping's heart was pounding. Lin Chaoyang, who was about to step onto the podium, seemed to have a different kind of charm that made people blush and their heart beat fast.

It was almost nine o'clock, and more and more students gathered in the dining hall. It seemed that there were more people than at normal meal times, but the door outside seemed to still have people pouring in.

Lin Chaoyang was a little surprised by this. "Why are there so many people?"

"People from several universities contacted us in advance after hearing that we were going to give you a speech. Even if only one-tenth of the people from our schools came, the big dining hall wouldn't be able to accommodate them all," said Wang Xiaoping.

Lin Chaoyang laughed and said, "One tenth? I don't have that much appeal!" Wang Xiaoping's eyes lingered on him, "You underestimate your influence!"

Hearing this, Lin Chaoyang was a little surprised, "Do I have such a great influence?"

Wang Xiaoping nodded seriously, "Of course! Let's not talk about The Shepherd, The Little Shoes was published less than a month ago, but almost everyone around me is discussing it. You wrote this novel very well. I think it is even better than The Shepherd. It will definitely become your masterpiece."

Feeling the fangirl look in Wang Xiaoping's eyes, Lin Chaoyang said politely, "Thank you."

The dining hall was designed to function as an auditorium from the beginning of its construction, so there is a rostrum located inside.

While the two were talking, Zhang Youhua, president of the May Fourth Literary Society, had already stepped onto the podium.

He will introduce Lin Chaoyang in today's speech and host the show. After he appears, the originally noisy atmosphere in the dining hall gradually quiets down. In the dining hall covering an area of ​​thousands of square meters, only the microphone transmits Zhang Youhua's voice.

At this time, outside the dining hall, there was a black and red event sign at the door. Tao Yushu was standing next to the sign, seemingly waiting for someone.

Less than two minutes later, Wu Yingfang finally appeared in her sight, jogging.

"Why did you come here just now?" Tao Yushu complained.

"Something delayed me this morning. Oh, I'm so tired."

Before Wu Yingfang could complain, Tao Yushu dragged her into the dining hall.

At this time, the dining hall was already crowded. Not only was the main hall full of people, but the aisles around it were also full of people.

It looked like there were at least 2,000 people. Wu Yingfang looked at the sea of ​​heads in front of her and lamented, "It's over, it's over. I can only listen from the back."

Tao Yushu did not answer her, but squeezed forward with her.

It was not until it was less than ten meters away from the podium that it turned to the left corner.

"Jian Gong!" Tao Yushu greeted Chen Jiangong. This was the seat reserved for himself by the students of the May Fourth Literary Society.

When Chen Jiangong saw Tao Yushu leading people over, he quickly asked someone to make room for the two of them.

Wu Yingfang was delighted to see this, and whispered to Tao Yushu: "After all, he is the landlord, well done!"

Tao Yushu did not answer her, but said: "Listen to the speech!"

There is a large blackboard behind the podium, on which is written the title of today's speech - The inevitable rise and fall of scar literature.

At this time, Zhang Youhua on the stage had just finished his introduction and said solemnly: "Next, let us welcome today's guest with the warmest applause - Comrade Xu Lingjun, a representative writer of scar literature and the author of The Shepherd and The Little Shoes!"

There was thunderous applause in the dining hall, and many college students in the audience were eagerly waiting.

Although there are many students from Yanda University today, there are even more students from other schools. Even some students from Yanda University have never seen Lin Chaoyang, let alone students from other schools.

Lin Chaoyang walked firmly to the center of the podium, where there was a desk covered with a red cloth, with a microphone, loudspeaker and water cup on it.

He first bowed to the audience, then picked up the microphone on the table.

Microphones these days are all wired. The metal-made microphone weighs three or four pounds and feels very heavy in the hand. Lin Chaoyang even smoothed out the wires.

"Hello everyone, I'm Xu Lingjun, you can also call me Lin Chaoyang."

After a self-introduction, applause broke out again from the audience.

Lin Chaoyang stood on the podium and saw the crowds of people below, but he didn't feel nervous at all.

As a worker in his previous life, he had explained his shitty PPT in front of countless clients, but he was calm and composed, with a peaceful face.

Although there are a few more people today, it is nothing compared to the pressure brought by the customers.

Will the students not sign the contract? Will the students let you accompany them for drinking? The students will be picky...

Well, they really can do this.

"Today, at the invitation of my classmates from the May Fourth Literature Society, I am here to share my thoughts on literature with you. The topics are all written on the blackboard..."

Lin Chaoyang waved his hand and pointed behind him, "The inevitable rise and fall of scar literature. I guess some of my classmates must be scolding me for sensationalizing by daring to come up with such a title."

Lin Chaoyang said this in a relaxed tone, and there was a burst of laughter from the audience.

In the past two years, scar literature has emerged suddenly and gained great popularity in a short period of time, creating a huge wave in the domestic literary world, influencing the creative direction of a large number of writers, and also invisibly guiding readers' reading interests.

With such a great momentum and trend, it is understandable to say that it is "inevitable to rise", but to say that it is "inevitable to decline" has indeed whetted the appetite of everyone present.

“When it comes to scar literature, everyone is familiar with it. It has been developing rapidly in the past two years. One of my works was fortunately included in the list by many literary predecessors and was considered a leader.

To be honest, I wrote novels just to supplement my family income, but I never expected that they would respond to the call of the times and be loved and praised by many readers..."

Lin Chaoyang stood on the podium and spoke slowly and steadily, with a calm expression and a steady demeanor.

Tao Yucheng and Zhao Li, each holding a child, stood in the middle corner on the right side of the dining hall. They were more than 20 meters away and there were people in front of them. They could hardly see Lin Chaoyang and his wife on the rostrum and could only hear their voices.

"Chaoyang has the demeanor of a general!"

The speech had just begun and he hadn't heard much about the content yet, but Tao Yucheng felt that his brother-in-law had a good aura and manner, and looked very professional, and it didn't seem like it was his first speech.

Zhao Li hugged Tao Xiwu in her arms and said, "I said Chaoyang is a talented and smart man. He can do nothing wrong."

"Ah."

Tao Xiwen in Tao Yucheng's arms couldn't see Lin Chaoyang on the stage, so he desperately climbed up by clinging to his father's arms and chest.

"I want to see my uncle! I want to see my uncle!"

The couple stopped their conversation, and Tao Yucheng held his son higher so that he could see Lin Chaoyang on the podium.

(End of this chapter)