A healing writer? No, it's a depressing writer!

Chapter 242: People and books are two extremes! A cordial invitation from Peking University and Tsinghua University! Things are different now!

A windowsill near the edge of the woods.

A young woman with an ancient charm couldn't help but smile when she saw this scene:
"This Jiang Hai is really funny"

She has a standard oval face of a beauty, her skin is fair and smooth, her eyelashes look long and curled, her eyes look clear and bright, just like a pool of spring water, without any impurities, under her beautiful nose is a cherry mouth, her round jaw is as white as jade, and she looks quite elegant.

Normally, Yan Ruyu rarely shows such inappropriate emotions as laughing in such public occasions, as the family education of scholarly families emphasizes that one should not show teeth when laughing.

It is precisely because of this strict family education that she is usually able to control her emotions, unless
I really can't help it.

“I haven’t met such an interesting person in a long time.”

Even if we take away the title of "China's No. 1 Young Literary Person", ordinary writers, when participating in such literary exchange gatherings.
Everyone will be more or less arrogant.

In the words of the older generation:

"Everyone, we are all scholars, we must pay attention to etiquette."

"The friendship between gentlemen is as pure as water. This is a literary gathering, and we must show our good spirit."

And the reality is indeed so.

Perhaps because there is a bit of arrogance in their bones, most literati will pay special attention to their words and actions when attending such public occasions.

But Jiang Hai is like a rare flower in the literary world.

Others are still arguing over which school, traditional literature or modern realistic literature, will be the mainstream in the future:

"Modern and contemporary book-writing literature is metaphysical and flashy, and one day it will become a vassal of our traditional literature."

It's as if it has nothing to do with me, just like an outsider.

Jiang Hai quietly walked away from the center of the battlefield, walked to the corner of the banquet hall, lowered his head and ate voraciously:
"Cake, delicious."

"Roasted pork belly, not bad either."

"Fatty, can you please watch your table manners? Why are you holding up the plate? Look how embarrassing you are. Can you please leave some for me?"

Although Jiang Hai has been deliberately keeping a low profile, due to his honor and reputation, people keep coming up to him and trying to ask him for advice:

"Brother Jiang Hai, which school of thought do you think will become the mainstream of literature in the future, absurdism or realism?"

At times like this, Jiang Hai would reveal the clear yet foolish look that only college students have:
"I don't make it"

It is at this time that everyone realizes through Jiang Hai's eyes.
It turns out that Jiang Hai is just a college student who hasn’t graduated yet?
Of course, this clear yet stupid look was obviously Jiang Hai's disguise.

The reason why I pretended to be ignorant of everything.
I just didn't want others to disturb him while he was eating.

After Jiang Hai had eaten and drunk his fill, he would still honestly answer other people's questions and resolve their doubts.

"Brother Jiang Hai, I want to know why I always feel that my vocabulary is lacking when I am writing a novel. Why do I always feel that I can't write the story I have in mind?"

"You just need to practice more."

"Jiang Hai, you are also a young person. What advice do you have for young people regarding the current culture of lying down?"

“My advice is don’t give advice to young people.”

"Jiang Hai, what do you think?"

Jiang Hai's personality is relatively low-key. It's not that he is socially anxious, but he simply doesn't like dealing with strangers.

Jiang Hai would feel it when he talked to someone whose energy field didn't match his.
very tired!

Very tiring!

Obviously, Gu Yucheng, the representative of the Northwest literary circle and the favorite disciple of Jia Pingwa, obviously does not get along with Jiang Hai.

As soon as he saw Jiang Hai, he was like a student seeing his teacher. He asked Jiang Hai a hundred thousand questions frantically:

"How can you, with your personality, write a masterpiece of local literature like "Xu Sanguan Selling Blood"? This doesn't make sense at all."

"Why are you laughing when we are discussing the death of Xu Sanguan's wife? How cruel are you?"

“Why are you hailed as the founder of pioneering nonfiction? There are really many doubts about this.”

And in response to Gu Yucheng's series of questions.

Jiang Haidu just looked at him calmly and replied in unison:

"Oh, yes, yes, you are right."

Jiang Hai used his actions to prove to everyone that if you want to reduce troubles in life, you should not argue with stupid people.

No matter what Gu Yucheng said, Jiang Hai followed his words and nodded repeatedly:

"Correct!"

"Everything you said is right"

We are all smart people, how can we not know what Jiang Hai’s actions are reflecting?
Gu Yucheng pondered for a while, and suddenly became angry:

“So I’m the stupid one????”

Gu Yucheng was so angry that he wanted to continue to argue with Jiang Hai:

"No, Jiang Hai, I'm talking to you nicely, what do you mean by this?"

Unexpectedly, Jiang Hai once again revealed the clear yet foolish look that only college students have:
"No, Gu Yucheng, I'm serious. I really think you are right."

Gu Yucheng is also a well-known figure in the Northwest literary circle.

In the circle, he has always been famous for his eloquence.

Who could have expected that the always eloquent Gu Yucheng would be defeated today by Jiang Hai, a newcomer in the circle?

This is quite novel.

When it comes to emotional intelligence, Jiang Hai is actually online.

In the circle, especially when two groups have heated debates over literary issues.

At times like this, because they couldn't reach a consensus, they would often come to ask Jiang Hai for his opinion:

"Jiang Hai, who do you think is right?"

Agreeing with the conservatives is tantamount to offending the radicals.

Agreeing with the radicals is tantamount to offending the conservatives.

So at this time, the correct approach should be to smooth things over:
"I think what you both said is correct."

"This is the situation, but I think it depends on the specific circumstances."

The principles of treating people and doing things within the system are absolutely applicable at any time -

enthusiasm.

polite.

But he knows nothing about anything.

As long as you master these three truths, you can thrive in any circle.
Jiang Hai's books are of the type that are full of bitterness and hatred. Any one of the books in the Trilogy of Suffering can be called a classic among classics.

But Jiang Hai himself is completely different from the style of his books.

After a short period of contact, everyone gradually discovered that

As dark and depressing as Jiang Hai's books are, how sunny and cheerful is Jiang Hai himself?
This caused many people who had contact with Jiang Hai to exclaim:
"The book written by this person is completely different from the person himself."

"This pork elbow is a bit too salty." Without paying attention to what others said, Jiang Hai smacked his lips and looked around, "I want to drink some water."

Just as they were searching for water sources around the rivers and seas.

An imperceptible gaze floated towards the direction of Jiang Hai.

That is at this moment.

As if by electric shock, the two eyes met in an instant.

Yan Ruyu gave Jiang Hai a kind smile, then stood up, walked to Jiang Hai, and stretched out her white jade right hand:
"Hello, Jiang Hai."

In fact, the two had met a year ago at the swearing-in ceremony of the Asian Literature College League hosted by Chenghai Drama Academy.

But at that time.
Yan Ruyu was standing on the stage, admired by thousands of people.

Jiang Hai was standing in the audience, looking at the group of talented people on the stage, emitting a dazzling light. Who could have expected that in just one year, the offense and defense would change?
They were once the chosen ones of heaven, and they are still the chosen ones of heaven. They are still shining in their respective fields.

But this time, the inconspicuous boy standing in the audience has become the object that the geniuses are vying to catch up with.
"I've read your The Crucible, and I've also read your book, Ho Won, which was just released a few days ago." Yan Ruyu has beautiful eyes, and her long eyelashes tremble slightly. "It's well written, and the emotions are well portrayed."

"Let me introduce myself. I'm Yan Ruyu."

"This is our first meeting, please take care of me."

Although Jiang Hai is not involved in the literary circle, even he, an outsider, has heard of the name of Yan Ruyu from Peking University.

This is a truly talented woman.

Although the Asian Literature College League is full of talented people.

But Yan Ruyu has always been able to maintain her ranking in the top ten, and even once surpassed Yayoi Kusama from Japan and entered the top three.
You know, Jiang Hai is cheating, but Yan Ruyu is not.

But even so, Yan Ruyu was able to rely on her own hard power and once broke into the top three of the list.

From this we can see how strong Yan Ruyu's literary attainments are.

"There are beautiful women in books?" Jiang Hai was just trying to interrupt and then added, "I am a golden house, and I have long admired you."

But after thinking about it, it seems that we all don’t know each other very well, so it seems that there is no need for this?
"Jiang Hai." Jiang Hai stretched out his right hand and shook hands with Yan Ruyu. The hand was separated immediately after the touch, as if it was soft and boneless. The hand felt very good. "Nice to meet you."

"You, do you have any questions for me?"

Jiang Hai has never stopped talking since he stepped into the banquet hall.

No, I'm eating.

It's about answering other people's questions.

Yan Ruyu suddenly appeared, which made Jiang Hai subconsciously feel that she was no different from those people who appeared just now.
"I'm here to invite you to join our Peking University Chinese Department." Completely different from those people just now, Yan Ruyu didn't say a word of unnecessary nonsense, and went straight to the point, "Join our Peking University, we can provide you with a broader perspective. Here we have a group of the best writers and scholars in China. Your talents can be fully displayed here."

Jiang Hai is very strong, how strong is he?
He could single-handedly bring the Chinese Department of Chengxi Academy to a height that it did not belong to.

However, human power is limited.

Literature has always been about cultural influence.

Peking University's hard power is obviously not comparable to that of third-rate colleges like Chengxi Academy. In Chengxi Academy, which has no cultural accumulation at all, Jiang Hai was able to write cross-century works such as "No Longer Human", "Xu Sanguan Selling Blood" and "The Crucible", which can be regarded as classics in the literary world.

If Jiang Hai were allowed to join Peking University, he would be able to receive the best cultural influence and enjoy the top teaching conditions.
God knows what heights he will reach in the field of literature in the future?
"You don't have to answer me in a hurry." Yan Ruyu stared at Jiang Hai with great interest, "You can think about it carefully and then answer me."

"After all, you still have more than a year to graduate from college."

For the vast majority of ordinary people, the four years of college are the last time they receive education in their lives.

Four years passed.

They will evolve from a naive college student to a resentful ox or horse.
The vast majority of college students.

Before graduation, we were full of expectations and yearning for our future life, and had an urge to do something big:

"Don't come to me for jobs that pay less than 10,000 yuan. That's all my ability is worth."

After graduation, after being beaten by society, I was instantly beaten back to my original form:

"Three thousand, three thousand will do."

"I can accept unpaid overtime. If that doesn't work, I can also take two days off a month."

But obviously, people like Jiang Hai and Yan Ruyu are not included in this list.

For young people like them who are capable and talented,
Graduating from college is just the beginning of their life.

"The starting point of Chengxi Opera seems to be a bit low? If I join Peking University, it seems that I can see a bigger world."

Just as Jiang Hai was persuaded and was considering whether to go to Peking University for further studies after graduating from Chengxi Academy.

Song Shiqing suddenly appeared beside him:

"Brother Jiang, does Jiang Hai still remember me?"

"I am Song Shiqing, Kong Xi is my sister"

Jiang Hai naturally had an impression of Song Shiqing. They had met at Chengxi Opera House before and had chatted together in the rain shelter next to the school history museum.

But Jiang Hai didn't understand why Song Shiqing specially brought his sister along when greeting him.
"Something?" Jiang Hai glanced at him.

"Peking University is not actually your best choice." Song Shiqing walked to his side very calmly, "If you have the idea of ​​leaving Chengxi Opera, perhaps Tsinghua University is your best choice."

Whether in terms of fame or strength, Tsinghua University and Peking University are actually unique in the country and are definitely T0-level universities.

Whenever Tsinghua University is mentioned, Peking University will come to mind.

Whenever Peking University is mentioned, Tsinghua University will come to mind.

It is precisely because of these decades that the two universities have been evenly matched in all fields and there has never been a clear winner.

This made the students on both sides, although calm on the surface, secretly
But they always held their breath and looked down on each other.

If Jiang Hai, a genius in literature, were to join Peking University, Peking University would surely surpass Tsinghua University in the field of Chinese.
This is a situation that Tsinghua University does not want to see.

Therefore, whether it is passive or voluntary, Tsinghua University must strive for such an outstanding student as Jiang Hai.

"We at Tsinghua can give you everything that Peking University can give you. Whether it's faculty or cultural heritage, our Tsinghua is absolutely not inferior to Peking University. It can definitely be said that it is even better than Peking University."

“If you want to pursue postgraduate studies, Tsinghua University is definitely your best choice.”

Isn’t this just an ordinary writers’ gathering?
how
Suddenly, someone came to me?

Jiang Hai was confused by Yan Ruyu and Song Shiqing's sudden actions. He subconsciously said to Song Shiqing:
"let me consider it."

Unexpectedly, before he could finish his words.

Next to him, a pretty girl with a slim figure and dimples on her face walked up to Jiang Hai in a very kind manner:
"Jiang Hai, I'm Yu Qingya from Beijing Normal University. Actually, our Chinese Department at Beijing Normal University is also very strong."

? ? ? ? ?

No one knew why, but in just a moment, Jiang Hai was surrounded by young writers from various academic schools.

Jiang Hai didn't react and greeted the people around him with a little embarrassment:
"Hello, hello."

The river and sea in front of me were surrounded by people.

Yan Ruyu was not in a hurry either. After the people around her finished introducing themselves, Jiang Hai was free.

She then slowly looked towards Jiang Hai:
"Jiang Hai, the college's leaders have already applied to the higher authorities. As long as you graduate from Chengxi Academy and are willing to study at Peking University, not only will your tuition be waived for three years of graduate study, but you will also receive an additional 200,000 yuan in financial aid each year."

Two hundred thousand per year?
Hearing Yan Ruyu's words, Song Shiqing immediately laughed:

"Learning is boundless, knowledge should be supreme, we should not use money to tarnish precious literature."

"Ruyu, you don't think that a mere 200,000 yuan can buy off the dignity of us scholars, right? Let me tell you..."

It didn't matter what Song Shiqing said. Yan Ruyu stared at Jiang Hai:

"What do you think?"

A scholar will not bow down for a few pieces of silver.

As a scholar, you should regard money as dirt.

If books are tainted with the smell of money, wouldn't that be a defilement of literature?

Hearing Yan Ruyu's request, Jiang Hai thought about it very seriously for a while, his expression was very solemn. Just when everyone thought he was going to reject Yan Ruyu.
Suddenly, Jiang Hai's expression changed, and he looked at Yan Ruyu cheerfully:

"You're a good judge of people."

"It has nothing to do with money. The main reason is that I like Peking University more."

That was when everyone was having a crazy discussion about how to win Jiang Hai.

Cheong Wa Dae, South Korea.

presidential palace.

The captain of the security team in charge of security rushed from the gate to President Lee Kyung-min in a panic.

There was an undisguised panic in his tone:
"President, the protesters outside are calling in."

(End of this chapter)