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

Chapter 353: The Jianghai Literature Award was established! If you hear the truth in the morning, you can die in the evening! The flowers by the Weiming Lake are blooming again! 4k
A professor who loves to learn English once expressed such a view in class that for foreign female students——

Oh yes is an encouragement to you.

Oh God is an affirmation of you.

Oh stop is the greatest recognition of you.

Although Jiang Hai's language skills are not very good, he still wants to use a poem to describe this scene after receiving twelve years of compulsory education:

"The fragrance of rice flowers speaks of a good harvest, and the sound of stop is heard."

That is when Jiang Hai exerts his strength.

In the room, shouts of desperation rose and fell:

“Oh god please.”

"stop"

This night is destined to be a sleepless night.
For Jiang Hai, he actually doesn’t care which country he lives in in his next life.

A man should have ambitions to go far and wide.

Use the sky as your quilt and the earth as your bed.

Even though a whole year has passed since the end of the World Science Fiction Writing Competition, he still has no intention of returning home.

Even after winning the Hugo Award and the Nebula Award as a Chinese writer, Jiang Hai's reputation in China and even in the whole of Asia -

No one is invincible!

Whether they are young writers or old-school writers.

Whether they are literary giants or newcomers.

They have only one evaluation of Jiang Hai:
"Dick!"

“Very cool!”

There are ten great figures in the contemporary literary world, and Jiang Hai alone accounts for nine of them.

Such adjectives are by no means false.

If before the Nobel Prize in Literature was awarded, there were still people questioning Jiang Hai's status in the Chinese literary world:
"How could a 25-year-old young man be given the title of 'the first person in contemporary Chinese literature'?"

"Isn't it an exaggeration to say that?"

Then, after the final list of the Nobel Prize in Literature was announced, the previous doubts and suspicions disappeared in an instant:

"exaggerate?"

“Not an exaggeration at all.”

If a writer who is not only famous in China, but also in Asia and even conquers the entire Western literary world is not worthy of being called the "No. 1 Contemporary Chinese Literary Man", then, looking at the current literary world...
Who else deserves this title?

In the words of Tie Ning, Chairman of the China Writers Association:

"In fact, the respect for Jiang Hai in China is far less than that in foreign countries. Perhaps because Jiang Hai is Chinese, a considerable number of Chinese people think that Jiang Hai is still a certain distance away from the top Western masters. However, people who have such thoughts do not know..."

"Jiang Hai is already known as a 'god' abroad!"

"In Western literary awards, Jiang Hai is called a rare literary genius in a century. The last Western writer with such a high level of discussion and influence was Russia's top writer Leo Tolstoy and the famous French writer Victor Hugo."

in the country, when you see Jiang Hai, you can still greet him as an equal:
"Jiang Hai, don't tell me, you look younger than I thought."

Abroad, all readers who have seen Jiang Hai worship him with excitement and respect:

"Mr. Jiang Hai, I finally meet you in person"

People always look at people or things that are close to them in a derogatory way.

This is the same whether in China or abroad.

Distance produces beauty.

When this person is still in China, you have no idea how awesome he is.

Because you see him every day, every month, every year, and you can see him anytime and anywhere when you want to see him.

However, when this person leaves the country, you have not seen each other for a long time. At this time, you turn around and find that the Western media that you thought were unattainable, and even the sacred literary medals, are promoting this person. At this time, you suddenly realize:
"this person"

“How could there be such a dick?”

After Jiang Hai won the Nobel Prize in Literature.

Leaders including the Central Propaganda Department, the Chairman of the China Writers Association Tie Ning, and a number of Chinese literary representatives headed by Liu Zhenyun and Jia Pingwa have all invited Jiang Hai to return to China:
"Notice to Writer Jiang Hai."

Despite this, domestic leaders sent letters in various ways.

Despite all the invitations from domestic literati.

But when it comes, Jiang Hai's attitude is always so firm:
"go back?"

"I can't get back one bit!"

"Even if I, Jiang Hai, die outside today or jump off the cliff, there is no way I can return to China now."

Do you want to ask why Jiang Hai doesn’t return to China?

Are you like those people from other countries who want to move to other countries as soon as they become famous in order to seek better development?
"Born as a Chinese, die as a Chinese soul!"

"You want me to be a spy?"

“This is definitely impossible.”

For Jiang Hai, the reason he did not return to his country was simply to give time to the years.

Even though it has been more than a year and three months since I came from China to participate in the World Science Fiction Writing Competition
but!

Jiang Hai was very clear that the readers' anger did not subside with the passage of time.

Until now, Jiang Hai still receives death threats from domestic readers on his social media:

"Jianghai!"

"No, to be precise, I should call you Jiangnan!"

"Jiangnan, you bastard"

"Don't think I can't do anything to you when you're abroad. I can't catch you when you're abroad, but you'll come back one day, right? If I catch you when you return to China, I'll fucking grab your hook and kill you with a knife."

Seeing this, Jiang Hai didn't dare to read on and quickly closed the email.

Even so, deadly threats like these from extreme book fans are actually a minority.

However, the sentence is still the same.

Even if out of a thousand book fans who sent threats to Jiang Hai, 999 of them were actually joking.

"I was just teasing you, just reading a book, why do you have to get so carried away?"

"In a society ruled by law, even if you kill someone, you can't hurt him at all."

However, among these thousand people, if there is one person who is serious, he is really not joking:

"Who is Jiang Hai?"

"I will end his life."

That’s enough to make Jiang Hai drink a pot!
After all, he only had one life, and he couldn't afford to gamble—

Can't afford to lose!

Buckingham Palace.

In the VIP lounge, Jiang Hai was wearing a proper gentleman's tuxedo, with a cup of ground coffee from the Blue Mountains at hand. He took a sip of the coffee, then turned off the laptop in front of him, with a look of fear on his face:
"There is absolutely no way I can go back until the storm has subsided."

What is this?
Other writers never return to their hometowns when they become rich and powerful, like a man wearing fine clothes walking at night.

Once one becomes famous, the main goal is to return home in glory and wealth.

Not to mention the loud gongs and drums and the blast of firecrackers, at least there were red flags waving and huge crowds of people.
How come when it comes to Jianghai, it's the opposite?
"Don't even mention the Nobel Prize for Literature. Even the Goncourt Prize is an honor that many writers dream of but cannot achieve. Whenever a Chinese writer wins the prize, they want to live on the street 24 hours a day. The main goal is to show off their talents in front of others and return home in glory."

"I am the only one who is famous for being able to kill people instantly as soon as they show their heads?"

"What the hell is this?"

That was when Jiang Hai looked worried.

In the distance, Elizabeth Gwen, whose facial features were as delicate as jade and whose temperament was as elegant as a lotus, and who was young, beautiful and in the prime of her life, walked towards Jiang Hai gracefully.

She walked to Jiang Hai, put her white wrist on him, and smiled:

"What's wrong, Jiang Hai? Are you unhappy?"

"Unhappy? A little bit indeed." Jiang Hai shrugged helplessly, raised his head and glanced at the laptop in front of him, "It's the same thing I told you before. The writing vest I opened before was exposed by readers."

When a person is unhappy, he should do something else to divert his attention. This is called empathy in psychology.

Invite Jiang Hai to Cambridge University to give a writer's lecture to Cambridge students.

"The teachers and students at Cambridge have been waiting for you for a long time. I will go there with you later."

Finished explaining the arrangements for the briefing session.

Seeing that Jiang Hai was still a little unhappy, Gwen had no choice but to make a suggestion to him:
"How about you stay in the palace with me today?"

"But we have three rules."

"Today, don't let me bite you again"

half year later.

Another spring has arrived.

At Peking University, the lotus flowers by the Weiming Lake are once again blooming with all their splendor under the bright sunshine.

However, Jiang Hai has not returned to his country in the past year.

However, there are legends about Jiang Hai in the world, which have not disappeared to this day.

This year, another group of freshmen entered Peking University with high spirits, carrying with them their pursuit of literature and their yearning for a wonderful university life.

When they entered Peking University.

A member of the Peking University club immediately led the freshmen to the shore of Weiming Lake to visit Jiang Hai’s former residence here.

Under the shade of lush green trees.

A group of young men and women came under this vibrant tree.

"A mountain is not high, but it is famous if there are immortals. A river is not deep, but it is magical if there are dragons. This is a humble house, but my virtue is fragrant." The sophomore boy, led by the students behind him, introduced the place where Jiang Hai once lived to the younger students behind him, "Don't look at this place as humble, but it was in this thatched house that Jiang Hai wrote the pinnacle of pioneering documentary literature, "To Live", which shocked the country and abroad."

Weiming Lake is an artificial lake on the Peking University campus.

The reason why this lake was named [Weiming] is that when the school was first established, many teachers had competed to name the lake, but after much debate, no conclusion could be reached. As no one was satisfied with the nominations for the lake, the master of Chinese studies Qian Mu finally decided to name it [Weiming], which means "I don't know what name to give it for the time being."

When naming, the Chinese scholar Qian Mu once said:

"If future generations have better ideas and want to change the name of 'Weiming Lake', that's totally fine."

As part of the Peking University campus.

Weiming Lake carries the dreams and pursuits of students. It has accompanied Peking University through a long journey of a hundred years and witnessed the changes in China's modern social history.

If Jiang Hai had never appeared, he would never have written by the Weiming Lake.

So think about it
Five years later.

Ten years later.

Even a hundred years later.

Weiming Lake has always been called Weiming Lake. I think there is no more suitable name for this lake than "Weiming".

However, since Jiang Hai appeared, after knowing that he had been writing for quite a long time by the [Unname Lake],
Nowadays, quite a number of Peking University students call the Unnamed Lake, which has not changed its name for decades, as -

"Jianghaihu."

"This is where Mr. Jiang Hai once wrote." The sophomore boy in the literature club walked to the front of the crowd and introduced it to the younger students behind him with a proud tone, "This is Weiming Lake, oh no, to be precise, it's Jianghai Lake."

"According to gossip, it was here that Mr. Jiang Hai sat by the lake and attained enlightenment."

That is, people are discussing:

"Just by looking at the rivers, seas and lakes, can you gain enlightenment overnight?"

"If I hear the truth in the morning, I can die in the evening?"

“Can it really be so magical?”

When everyone walked to the lakeside under the willow trees.

I saw a beautiful woman wearing a cheongsam, with a distinctive style, and her every move exuding ancient charm.

The moment I saw this iconic woman.

The leading boy was stunned. He stood there with a bit of heat in his eyes:

"That is."

"Teacher Yan Ruyu?"

If we were to choose a female writer who could best replace Zhang Ailing in contemporary Chinese literature, then this female writer would be——

It must be Yan Ruyu without a doubt!
As a promoter of the contemporary "Yuandie" literary genre.

Yan Ruyu is well-known in the contemporary literary world for her delicate writing style and the full personalities of the characters she portrays.

It is said that in addition to traditional serious literature, Yan Ruyu, a talented Peking University woman whose reputation is resounding in the contemporary Chinese literary world, is most keen on reading and writing romantic novels that depict love.
"It seems that Teacher Yan's writing style is very good?"

Among the crowd, there was a young girl who looked in the direction of Yan Ruyu with a little envy.

"I have read Yan Ruyu's romantic novels. Her writing is delicate and her emotions are sincere. The love between men and women described in her novels is really heart-wrenching. It is similar to the style of Qiong Yao, but better than Qiong Yao's, 'Only when the mountains are gone and the sky and earth are united, will I dare to break up with you.'"

"It's just that I don't understand one thing." At this point, the young girl looked in the direction of Yan Ruyu in confusion, "Why is the male protagonist created by Teacher Yan Ruyu..."

"Its surname is Jiang?"

“Is there any explanation for this?”

Hearing this, a boy in the team also expressed his own doubts:

"It seems like Teacher Yan Ruyu, it seems like every time after school, during holidays, weekends, as long as she has nothing to do."

"Do you like to sit on the stone bench beside the Weiming Lake?"

"Why does Teacher Yan Ruyu like the stone benches at Weiming Lake so much?"

"Why does Teacher Yan Ruyu like this place so much?"

Hearing everyone's questions.

It was as if the gossip box had been completely opened.

The leading sophomore student looked at Yan Ruyu, who was sitting alone in the distance, with a meaningful look:

"This, you don't know."

"It is said that this bank of the Weiming Lake was the place where Teacher Yan Ruyu and Mr. Jiang Hai often discussed literature and romance together."

Yan Ruyu is a non-marriage advocate.

Like Eileen Chang, she believed that there was no need to leave offspring in this world.

Love is relative.

Freedom is absolute.

Even though Yan Ruyu is a non-marriageist, she will not get married and does not want to get married, but
This does not affect her yearning for beautiful love at all.

"Love should be vigorous and should not be bound by the shackles of marriage." Yan Ruyu wrote down her views on love in a diary with yellowed pages. "Any love, once tainted by marriage, will become sad and vulgar."

The love that Yan Ruyu longs for is free, absolute, and not bound by worldly concepts.

It is based on this concept that the heroines in her romance novels all yearn for love but hate marriage, and they all advocate absolute freedom.

That is, she wrote down the character of the heroine of the next romance novel in her notebook:
"If you like someone, you don't necessarily have to confess to him or express it in words."

"Love is a very personal thing and should not cause trouble or entanglement to others."

"You can keep it to yourself."

"You can give him silent companionship."

That was when Yan Ruyu's pen tip began to dance and she began to conceive the plot of her next romance novel.

In the distance, a girl in a short skirt was running towards her quickly.

The girl ran and shouted in her direction:

"Teacher Yan!"

"The proposal to establish the [Jianghai Literature Award] has been officially approved by the Central Propaganda Department."

When I heard the news.

Yan Ruyu, who was always calm, couldn't help but reveal a little excitement in her tone:
"Finally, passed?"

(End of this chapter)