Literary Master 1983

Chapter 109 Selection
"Snapped!"

"Yu Qie, you're so fast!"

"Crack! Crack!"

"You are extremely strong!"

"Snapped!"

"Through ball? I can't handle it."

When Yu Qi learned that he was selected for the Tokyo Writers' Club, it was Luo Yihe who first told him.

At that time, he roared, rushed to the ping-pong table, and slapped the big white girl Lucy who was standing opposite the table. She was so confused that she looked for the ping-pong ball all over the floor.

Wang Qiang saw it with his own eyes and felt pain in his heart: "Yu Qie, you slapped me so hard that it hurts my heart!!!"

Lucy picked up the ball and turned around and said, "Fuxxxk off! It has nothing to do with you!" Then she smiled at Yu Qie and said, "I like aggressive offensive tactics. Come on!"

Yu Minhong squatted silently at the wall of the New Realism Society's classroom, reading the novel written by Yu Qie. He no longer looked down on his former idol Wang Qiang, but thought: One day, I want to be like Yu Qie.

Everything I can get is controlled by me! Yu Minhong clenched his fists, those who follow me will prosper, those who go against me will perish.

Then, Yu Qie hit a bad shot and the ball fell next to Yu Minhong.

"Old Yu, can you help me pick up a ball?" Yu Qi smiled with his big white teeth.

Yu Minhong raised his old-fashioned sunglasses and was in a trance:
Why is he so confident? Why is he so radiant? It's like he was born with everything. I really want to...

However, Yu Minhong picked up the ball honestly, and fearing that Yu Qie could not catch the ball, Yu Minhong walked in front of Yu Qie and put the ball in his hand.

Yu Qie smiled and said, "Old Yu, thank you!"

Yu Minhong couldn't help but feel happy: Yu Qie praised me!

Wang Shimin and Zhang Shouren, the two big men of October, were still on the train to Yanjing. But the phone call and the news had already arrived, so Luo Yihe came to tell Yu Qie about this matter.

In addition, Luo Yihe reported to Yu Qie the latest condition of the poet Cha Haisheng: At present, he does eye exercises every day and has a regular schedule, and must close his eyes and rest for a while before writing poetry.

As a result, Cha Haisheng's health improved, his complexion became rosy, and his condition became extremely positive.

Ah? Something evil is going on? This is so scary, how can it be so evil?
Luo Yihe said: "The girl that Cha Haisheng originally liked didn't like him. I thought Cha Haisheng would be depressed and disappointed, but he said that it was the girl who couldn't understand the distance and poetry - leaving me was a loss for the woman."

Very good! Very energetic! Cha Haisheng has understood.

He needed self-confidence. When Cha Haisheng thought he was a loser from a small place like Huaining, he was really a loser with a monthly salary of 80 yuan (the salary at the School of Political Science and Law was lower than that at Yanda). When he found out that he was admitted to Yanda at the age of 15, obtained the teaching qualification at the School of Political Science and Law, and was quite successful in writing poetry.

He became a rare talent among men.

It all depends on how you see yourself. Just do it!

Afterwards, the notice that Yu Qie was going to Tokyo to attend a writers' conference was sent to Yan University by the Education Commission, and then transferred to Hu Daiguang, the head of the Economics Department.

The Tokyo Writers Association went with the Ministry of Education. The writers were responsible for communication and creation, while the Ministry of Education was responsible for requesting study abroad quotas from universities in Tokyo. Yu Qie was both a writer and a student, so the Writers Association and the Ministry of Education notified Yu Qie at the same time. Yu Qie asked Hu Daiguang for leave.

Hu Daiguang was not angry at all, he just said that there are a few points to note: First, after attending the writers' meeting, you have to come back to take the exam, Yu Qie's physical body must appear in the examination room and fill in the test paper; second, submit a "dual-track" paper, this is Yu Qie's real test.

Yu Qie asked: "Teacher Hu, I am often absent from school. Does this have any negative influence..."

Hu Daiguang said: "Our society does not allow people to get something for nothing. We advocate doing one's own duty well - but we can give writers who rely on their own writing a break."

"Teacher, why does this phenomenon happen?"

Yu Qi has always been curious about this question: why do writers who do not produce generally have higher social status and tolerance?

Hu Daiguang said: "Writers are opinion leaders who need to be won over. Writers are an important force for propaganda. This is the original Soviet theory of 'proletarian writers'..."

"You mean Gorky?"

"Yes, you wouldn't have guessed it, but I know this." Hu Daiguang said with a smile, "I was also a literary youth."

Hu Daiguang mentioned something that was going to happen: "There will be a dual-track conference in the second half of the year. If you can write something, as long as you can make some voice, it will be beneficial to your personal future. Although you are famous, many people don't know that you are actually an economics student."

Yu Qie reacted and told Hu Daiguang that the Thai prince had invited him to visit Chulalongkorn University.

Hu Daiguang pondered for a moment and realized that the Thai experience could be used by the Chinese: "You need to investigate carefully. Yu Qie, we are a poor country and it is difficult to go out for investigation, so what everyone makes can be taken seriously, no matter how well it is done."

"It's like a department of science and engineering, where a paper uses advanced foreign equipment to conduct experiments. Even if something is wrong, it can be published because it is a 'mistake' that has incurred a huge cost. Do you understand?"

I will keep it clearly.

How could he not understand that the Thais had learned the mistakes during the economic crisis?
——Zhang Shouren and Wang Shimin are back.

Yu Qie was also in the editorial office of October. He brought his revised works, Da Saba and With You.

So Wang Shimin was responsible for reading the single volume "Da Saba", and Zhang Shouren was responsible for reading "Together with You".

Wang Shimin read it quickly, moved the manuscript aside, and said, "I will read it carefully again tonight, and then give it to the comrades at the Beijing Publishing House for proofreading. We have discussed it so far, and the first print run is 10,000 copies."

"Are ten thousand books too many?" Yu Qie asked.

The most famous work that won the first Mao Dun Literature Prize was not "Furong Town" but "Li Zicheng", which has more than three million words and an initial print run of 1000 copies.

Wang Shimin shook his head: "Da Saba has few words and is a thin single volume. We believe it will sell well."

"We didn't set the print run arbitrarily. From the letters from readers, we can see that Dasaba is particularly popular among intellectuals, and their..."

“Spending power?”

"Yes, spending power. They can afford it... Zhang Shouren, what do you think of "Together With You"? "

Of course, Zhang Shouren couldn't finish reading it right away. He put the manuscript aside and talked about the precautions for going to Tokyo: it was nothing more than the same old routine, there were requirements for dress and speech, you couldn't leave the team at will, and you had to go out with more than two people...

(End of this chapter)