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

Chapter 245 Let the storms come even bigger! I appear to change this corrupt circle!
The Chinese, who are strong-willed throughout their lives, are very easy to forgive others. No matter what happens, as long as the four laws of forgiveness are mentioned, the original anger and resentment will disappear in an instant.

"It's New Year's Day."

"It's all here."

"Give me some face."

"It's all in the wine."

No matter what the argument was like or how unharmonious it was, as long as someone mentions these four laws, most of the resentment in your heart will disappear.

What should you do if your online dating partner is not what you described?
She was fine during the chat, saying she had fair skin, beautiful looks, long legs, a gentle personality and a well-behaved appearance, and most importantly, she was 170cm tall.

Only when we met did I realize that this 170 is not long vertically, but horizontally.

The so-called super-singing voice is not really the sound of a singing voice. It may also be the sound of fat squeezing the vocal cords.
What should ordinary people do when they encounter such a thing?
Their first reaction must be to call the police!

“I will report this to the United Nations”

But the Chinese who understand the "Bible of Forgiveness" will not call the police at this time, but will hypnotize themselves like crazy:
"It's Chinese New Year, we are all here, we are all friends, it's not easy for us"

Facing the fatal question from 'Super Rare':

"Then I'll go?"

At this time, I would comfort myself crazily in my heart:

"I have to finish the sex I have arranged, even if it means crying."

“It’s the same when the lights are off.”

Jiang Hai's current situation is of the same nature as the rumored [Super Rare Lolita].

Because of the rumors and works about Jiang Hai, in the eyes of others, he is an ascetic writer with profound thoughts, who cares about the world and worries about the country and the people.

Only when you see Jiang Hai can you find
Isn’t this a bit too down-to-earth?

Yu Qingya, a calligrapher and painter from Beijing Normal University, looked at the river and sea in front of him and suddenly fell into deep thought:
"Why is there such a huge difference between this person and the book???"

It was a hot summer day and Jiang Hai was wearing a short-sleeved shirt. Perhaps because it was too hot, he lifted the sleeves of his short-sleeved shirt above his biceps, making the short-sleeved shirt look like a vest.

On his left hand were a few bottles of freshly opened cold beer. His right hand was free, and he played finger-guessing with the fat man:

"A little bit, good bros, three stars shining, four fortunes, five champions, six six six, seven clever things, eight horses, nine linked rings, all are here."

"You lose, drink! Don't be a fish, drink big gulps!"

Don't even mention the name Jiang Hai. If no one introduces his identity, it would be hard for you to imagine that this is the rough guy in front of you, shirtless, with one foot slanted on a plastic stool, yelling and playing drinking games with others.
He is actually a scholar?

He is actually a scholar?
Yu Qingya seemed to be quite familiar with Song Shiqing. She seemed to be shocked by the scene before her. She whispered into Song Shiqing's ear:
"Has the river always been like this?"

All along, Song Shiqing thought that Jiang Hai's personality was just more lively, free and cheerful.

Who would have thought that once you leave the campus
Jiang Hai’s main focus is to let go of oneself?
Seeing Jiang Hai's casual look, Song Shiqing could only spread his hands helplessly:

"I"

“I don’t know either.”

The noise from Jiang Hai drinking and playing finger-guessing games was so loud that it could be said to be deafening.

However, the sound of his drinking and playing finger-guessing games in the noisy and chaotic night market
It doesn't seem particularly abrupt?

This night market has a lot of people coming and going, and is already filled with a lot of noisy noises.

There are hawkers calling out.

There were the sounds of vendors bargaining.

There were voices of passers-by talking to each other.

In addition, this stall specializes in spicy hot pot, crayfish and barbecue for midnight snacks, and there are other customers drinking and playing finger-guessing games.
This resulted in that even though Jiang Hai and the fat man were shouting at the top of their lungs, their voices were not the loudest in the area.

To use the words of Wanda Lao Wang, it should be:

"You can't say it's a small thing, it's just medium."

For ordinary people, there is naturally no problem in drinking and playing finger-guessing games like this.

That's how life should be.

But if you put this operation on a scholar, especially a scholar like Jiang Hai who has already made a place in the literary world.
This may be a bit outrageous.

This is also the reason why Yu Qingya and Song Shiqing could not accept it:
"How can a scholar be like this?"

"When you go out, do you really not care about your appearance at all????"

Different from the reactions of Yu Qingya and Song Shiqing, Yan Ruyu, who came from Peking University and was known as the most talented woman in Peking University, not only did not think that this place was low-class, but she thought that Jiang Hai was a bit exaggerated.

On the contrary, I felt very comfortable and actively integrated into it.

"The fireworks in the world, the most soothing people's hearts"

You know what, I've been to all kinds of literary banquets and parties, and I've participated in all kinds of serious and solemn occasions, but I suddenly came to this bustling market to attend a party.
It has a unique flavor, doesn’t it?
Yan Ruyu closed her eyes, feeling the heat waves sweeping around her, and the evening breeze making her feel very cool.

He picked up the beer bottle on the table and poured some beer into the disposable plastic cup in front of him.

Yan Ruyu picked up the cup and took a sip.

A cool feeling first enters the mouth, passes through the throat, and flows into the stomach, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

At this time, I heard the drinking and finger-guessing sounds from the guests at the table:

"Six, six, six, five leaders."

This was the first time that Yan Ruyu felt the charm of the night market. She had not experienced this kind of relaxation and comfort, a feeling of completely letting down her guard, for a long time.

Possible
this is life?
"How do you draw this drunken fist?" Yan Ruyu moved the plastic stool and moved closer to Jiang Hai, looking at the various gestures Jiang Hai made with curiosity, "Why do I feel that your gestures are so complicated?"

"This is not difficult. I'll teach you once and you'll understand." Jiang Hai turned sideways to face Yan Ruyu, and began to explain the rules of finger-guessing to her, "The so-called drinking fist means that two people simultaneously extend their fingers and add up the numbers. Whoever shouts the same formula wins, and the loser needs to drink."

"There is one more thing to note when shouting: the fingers of each person must be a number within 5, and the number shouted out must be between 1 and 10."

"As for the finger-guessing gesture, let me teach you." Jiang Hai stretched out his right hand and began to show it to Yan Ruyu. "0 is fist, 1 is thumb, 2 is thumb + index finger (remember it can't be thumb + middle finger, thumb + pinky finger, that's disrespectful), 3 is thumb + index finger + middle finger, 4 is thumb + middle finger + ring finger + pinky finger, 5 is all out."

"Isn't it easy? Let's try it."

Jiang Hai demonstrated it to Yan Ruyu personally. After a while, he explained the playing methods and specifications of the Drunken Fist to Yan Ruyu in detail.

ten minutes later.

All I saw was a standard oval face of a beauty, with fair and smooth skin, and Yan Ruyu, full of ladylike temperament.

I also started to sit next to Jiang Hai, clumsily but seriously imitating his gestures:

"The fifth leader, six six six."

No buddy, this world
What happened???

This scene, it can't be said that Song Shiqing was shocked, but he.
I can't believe it at all!
Who is Yan Ruyu?
She is recognized by Peking University as a rare literary genius in decades, and a gentle lady admired by countless Peking University students. She is confident and generous, beautiful and talented. Whenever she appears anywhere on the Peking University campus, she always looks like an intellectual and elegant goddess.

And now, Yan Ruyu, a talented woman who is admired by countless Peking University students and even has a good reputation in the entire Chinese writers circle, is sitting next to Jiang Hai and shouting with him:

"Five is the best, six is ​​six, seven is a coincidence, and wealth comes from all directions."

"Has the world really become like this?" Song Shiqing couldn't believe his eyes. "Yan Ruyu would actually sit on the side of the road one day, playing finger-guessing games and drinking with others without caring about her image?"

"I can't believe it." Jiang Hai seemed to have some kind of magical power. Anyone who got close to him would be influenced by his personal charm and begin to imitate his every move.

No matter what field you are an authority in or an industry tycoon.

Or she is a well-known person in the industry or a talented writer.

It won't work for anyone.

Anyone who gets close to rivers or seas will be inexplicably assimilated by them.

"You lose, drink!"

People who can be writers usually have flexible minds and extraordinary learning abilities.

After just four or five rounds of finger-guessing practice, Yan Ruyu had already mastered the essence of the drunken fist, and was able to fight back and forth with Jiang Hai.

"No fish!" Yan Ruyu stared at the wine glass in Jiang Hai's hand and urged her to drink. "When drinking, you must be polite and not leave a single drop."

"Have you forgotten my name?" Jiang Hai sneered, "My name is Jiang Hai, the vast sea!"

"Will I refuse to drink? We are so emotional, look at me drinking it in one gulp"

Whether in the past or now, the wine table is the easiest place to cultivate feelings.

Alcohol can quickly paralyze the human brain and lower a person's guard in the shortest possible time.

If you drink more, you will talk more.

The more you talk, the more you open up your conversation. As long as you can keep chatting for the whole day, the distance between you will quickly narrow.
"A mountain is not famous for its height, but for the immortals living there." Jiang Hai picked up the wine glass and uttered a few words slowly, "A river is not famous for its depth, but for the dragons living there."

“Although this barbecue stall is a bit simple, it can still become popular because of our existence.”

Obviously, the initial restraint has faded.

After a few drinks, everyone started talking more.

At the beginning, everyone was still putting on airs because it was a night market stall. After all, this kind of place was indeed a bit low-class in the eyes of other famous and prestigious literati.

But gradually, with the numbness of alcohol, the original strangeness and restraint gradually disappeared, and everyone started to talk.

"So." Yan Ruyu's pretty face was slightly flushed, and her ladylike temperament was enhanced with a bit of charm. It could be seen that she was not drunk. Her bright eyes flickered as she stared at Jiang Hai beside her. "What are your plans next?"

"Should I continue writing books and continue to be a judge who upholds justice? Or should I finish my studies and take a break for a while?"

"I think you should be aware that many people are watching you right now."

If we talk about the most discussed writer in the domestic literary world in the past year, it is undoubtedly——

This person can only be Jiang Hai!

Whether it is writing books or in the field of film and television, Jiang Hai can be said to have achieved perfection.

Do you want to mention the readers' recognition?
Jiang Hai used his strength to show the world what realistic tragedy works are and what contemporary avant-garde documentary literature is.

It can be said that Jiang Hai created a brand new school!

As for influence?
No one mentions the domestic situation, only talks about foreign countries.

Jiang Hai is recognized by the foreign literary world as the most recognized Chinese writer in the past twenty years. Whether it is "No Longer Human", "The Crucible" or the current "Hope", they have caused an extraordinary sensation abroad.
It is precisely because Jiang Hai became so popular, and so popular, that the current situation has been created:

When you are famous, you will be prone to gossip!

"Have you noticed that at today's young writers' gathering, a large number of people have an inexplicable hostility towards you?"

A person, in a circle, can cause controversy for two reasons.

On the one hand, out of jealousy.

"I have been writing for 10 to 20 years but have not made any progress. How can you, a young man in your early twenties, write so many classic literary works?"

"There must be some unknown secrets here."

on the other hand.

It means you are taking someone else's place.

"Do you know why Gu Yucheng from the Northwest Literature Circle is so hostile to you?"

As if she saw through everything, without waiting for Jiang Hai to answer, Yan Ruyu spilled the beer in her glass on the ground and brought up the topic directly:
"Before you came along, Mr. Jia Pingwa was known as the first person in rural literature, and his position in the rural literature world was unshakable. But after you came along, especially after the publication of "Xu Sanguan Selling Blood", quite a number of critics believed that Northwest rural literature had declined, and that you were subtly replacing Mr. Jia Pingwa's position."

"Before you appeared, Liu Weiqi of the Southern School of Literature was unanimously believed by the outside world that he would inherit the mantle of teacher Liu Zhenyun and become the inheritor of the new realism literary genre. But after you appeared, everything changed."

People live in this world for two things.

One is the name.

Second, it is profit.

Do you think that writers are all peaceful and law-abiding, and as long as their works can express what they think, that is enough?

No.

It is precisely because of the pursuit of fame and fortune that a considerable number of people have embarked on the path of writing.
Different from what the outside world thinks.

In fact, the literary circle is where the competition for fame and fortune is the most serious. Literary men look down on each other. Our ancestors have long since summed up this truth for us.

"Although you seem to be in the limelight and in high spirits now." Yan Ruyu saw through the essence of the matter at a glance, "But in fact, you are very dangerous now."

Whether it is Gu Yucheng or Liu Weiqi, both of them have a very important status and influence in today's literary world.

Although Yan Ruyu and Song Shiqing are also well-known figures in today's young literary generation.

But the two of them
After all, you are young.

If we really talk about the depth of their roots in the literary circle, compared to those literati who gather together for warmth and have strong abilities themselves, both of them can only be considered to have shallow foundations and are simply incomparable.

"On the surface, the only people who are hostile to you are Gu Yucheng and Liu Weiqi, but in fact, this is a warning and reminder from the circles behind them." Yan Ruyu looked at Jiang Hai beside her, "You are the one standing on the cusp of the storm now. If you make any mistakes at this time and are caught, you will be attacked by these people and pushed off the altar in the shortest possible time."

"So." What Yan Ruyu said made sense. Jiang Hai took a gulp of wine, then turned his head to look at her, "What should I do now?"

"Rest and recuperate." Without any nonsense, Yan Ruyu directly gave a pertinent solution, "Calm down, the most important thing you need to do now is to calm down."

"If you don't want to be targeted by jealous people, what you need to do now is to disappear for a while and wait until this matter has passed."

No matter when, time is the best way to solve problems.

Don’t have any background and don’t want to be targeted?

Then you can only stay out of the spotlight for the time being.

This is the only means and way to resolve the issue.

"I understand what you said, but I just don't want those who don't like me to succeed." Jiang Hai's drunken eyes suddenly became clear at this moment, "What does it have to do with me if they don't like me?"

“I don’t have to live in their eyes.”

As if realizing something, Yan Ruyu looked at him uncertainly:
"Is it possible?"

"Have you already thought of an idea for your next work?"

Jiang Hai smiled and nodded, then directly stated his recent plans:
"The time for the premiere of the next animation has been agreed upon with CCTV. The tentative name of the new animation is——"

"That year, that rabbit, those things."

(End of this chapter)