I am a literary giant in Europe

Chapter 91: Ban (Please collect, recommend, and vote for the monthly ticket)
As April approaches, the weather is getting better and better!
The Upper Garonne River was hit by a rainstorm, and the dead wood and mud washed down from the upper reaches flowed violently along the river, which lasted for a whole day.

That day, the entire Garonne River was filled with floating debris.

The cruise ship had to stop operating, and many people from Toulouse came to watch the fun.

Dadong is finally back!
He was supposed to come back in February, but because of some things happening at home, he kept postponing his return.

However, he didn't care.

Anyway, no one in the school cared about him, even the people in the Chinese class almost forgot about him.

Liu Jin, on the other hand, has always been thinking about him.

"Xiao Jin, you're in trouble!"

On the day Dadong came back, he found Liu Jin with a serious expression.

"Me? What trouble?"

"Did you attack someone in a newspaper here some time ago?"

"Yes!"

"Why did you attack him?"

"He provoked me first."

"But he said he spoke up for you, but in return you attacked him. And then in China... you know Liu Zaifu, right?"

"I don't know, who is it?"

"I don't know either. A writer, apparently quite famous, said you didn't respect your predecessors and thought you could talk nonsense after going abroad. He also said you were a Zhongshan wolf who became arrogant after achieving success. In addition, Wang said you must know that he also said you were trash in China. It's okay for you to go to France and write a novel about French people, but you don't even look down on your own family.

Wang said he wanted you to apologize, otherwise he would not let you go.”

Liu Jin was a little confused!
“What does it have to do with them if I scold Michelle?
Wait, you're not talking about Gao Xingjian, are you?

"Yes, that's the person. He seems to be a Nobel Prize winner in literature.

You're a Nobel Prize winner, is that something you can say? I heard that group of people were making quite a fuss. A friend of mine who's a member of the Zhongzhou Writers Association told me privately that they wouldn't let you join the association and would ban you.

Liu Jin, expressionless.

Yang Dongqi, Sun Yue and Liu Sisi were all excited.

"Why are they like this? Are they so overbearing?"

"Haha, they are just so overbearing... It's a good thing Xiao Jin is in France now, otherwise they would definitely join forces and ban Xiao Jin."

"What does the Cultural Association say?"

"Um, it seems nothing was said. There was no official comment."

"Come on, I'm just going to vent my anger. Block me, grandma!"

Liu Jincai doesn't care about this.

But to be honest, he really didn't expect such a reaction in the country.

He commented on "Spirit Mountain" in the Humanitarian Daily, but did not attack Gao Xingjian much.

He could guess what that generation wrote without even thinking.

Anyway, there is not much movement in France.

No one even stood up to speak for Gao Xingjian. Even if someone did, they just mentioned it briefly without any detailed description.

As for the Humanitarian Daily, they don't care at all.

In fact, in the eyes of most French people, it is just a book review, and it is Chinese people reviewing Chinese people. What is there to write about?

As for the Nobel Prize, it is indeed an honor.

But the problem is that the Nobel Prize that Gao Xingjian won in 2000 has already been controversial in Europe and the United States.

Firstly, Ling Shan was published in the 1990s and didn't cause much of a stir in France. Yet, it won the Nobel Prize... It's hard to believe given the short timeframe. Mossang won because the Imperial Master had already set the stage for him in the 1980s. I think it was the Golden Lion... I can't quite remember, but many people know his work.

After that, Mosan's works took the path that the West called political correctness.

I don’t understand it, but after reading a few books, I found that they do make some sense.

Li Ao once said: If you don't betray your motherland, you will not be favored by the Nobel Prize in Literature, at least for China.

This sentence was said by Li Ao in an interview program in 2006.

At that time, Mosan had not yet won the award.

This proves that Li Ao is not jealous of Mo Sang or targeting Mo Sang.

Another point of controversy surrounding Gao Xingjian's Nobel Prize is the suspicion of fraud.

Of course, if he were a Westerner—white, black, or Arab—there might not be much debate. The key is that Gao Xingjian is Chinese… and the Swedish translator of his work, Ma Yueran, was a member of last year's jury. Ten days before the Nobel Prize was awarded, Gao Xingjian abruptly fired his publisher, FORUM, with whom he had worked since his debut, and replaced him with a new publisher, ATLANTIS Publishing.

And this publishing house happened to be a friend of Ma Yueran.

You see, this gives people an excuse!
Of course Liu Jin knew very well that this was actually nothing.

It is mainly Gao Xingjian's works and his personal experience that are very much in line with the tastes of those people in the Royal Swedish Academy.

In fact, Gao Xingjian does not have a good reputation in the overseas Chinese circle.

And his works...

Ignoring the suffering of the Chinese people and forgetting their historical pain is a form of negative individualism, while his play "Escape" is a representative work of cynicism. (Mo Li, a Chinese writer living in Sweden)

Feng Shui is truly a cycle. Those in Hong Kong and Taiwan who once despised Gao Xingjian's ink paintings are now enthusiastically praising the "master's" abstract paintings. Speaking of abstract painting, I can only marvel at his ingenuity. He doesn't even play with tradition; he's all about abstraction...

This comment was made by an American journalist. By the way, Gao Xingjian is not only a writer, but also a painter.

Of course, he is highly regarded in the domestic literary world.

The Nobel Prize!
The Nobel Prize is sacrosanct.

Your attack on Gao Xingjian is an attack on the Nobel Prize and an attack on the motherland...

Liu Jin didn't care about this kind of big hat at all.

At the same time, Liu Jin also remembered who this Mr. Gao was!

He has published a collection of his plays in the country.

Liu Jin had actually seen this when he was in the entertainment industry in his previous life.

A very famous and representative figure in the 1980s.

He later admitted in an interview that he had no plans to return to China, nor did he have any desire to return to his roots. He believed that he was a citizen of the world, and wherever he lived, he would take root.

In 2013, he was interviewed by the BBC in Singapore: "I've been away from China for 26 years. Some changes have certainly taken place in China, but I don't understand them and don't care. I live in Europe and am more interested in European culture."

This person has some status in the French theater world.

That's all...

"Let them be, they won't bother me anyway."

Liu Jin looked indifferent and comforted a few people.

"By the way, what are your plans? You've only just come back now..."

"I've made an agreement with the hospital and will be back in September. From now on, I want to have a great time here."

"Xiao Jin bought a car!"

"I know. I bought it with him."

"Brother Dong, you're talking about a motorcycle that was stolen... He bought it, the same Sara Picasso that we went to see with Ma Jie last time."

"I rely on..."

Dadong's eyes suddenly looked a little different when he looked at Liu Jin.

"Bring the key."

"what!"

"Let me play for a few days."

"Do you have a driver's license?"

In 2001, Chinese driver's licenses could not be used in France.

Dadong can drive, but he doesn’t have a driver’s license!

Taking a driving license test?
Yang Dongqi can do it, Liu Sisi can do it, and even Sun Yue is possible.

But Dadong...

How can he pass the written test if he doesn't know French?
Dadong was so angry that he beat his chest and stamped his feet in the room.

……

With Dadong's return, everything returned to normal.

The sales of "Amelie" officially exceeded 400,000 copies at the end of March.

Reading magazine predicts that this book may sell 800,000 copies by the end of the year.

For a newcomer, and a Chinese who is studying in France and writing for the first time, this is definitely an amazing achievement.

But Mela was extremely annoyed.

"What a bullshit study, do you even understand it? I think it can exceed one million."

She called Liu Jin, "Liu, try to make some more trouble."

"I'm not making a fuss... How can I control this? Besides, I've already won for sixteen consecutive weeks. If I keep winning any more, I'm worried I'll become a target. You should focus on 'Father'. Or maybe add a few more interviews?"

"Interview?"

Meila paused on the phone.

"Speaking of which, come with me to Paris on the 12th."

“I was there just last week.”

"Then go again."

Meila said firmly: "You forgot that TF1 still owes you a talk show."

"what?"

"Vivement Dimanche!" (Come on Sunday)
Meila laughed and said, "You forgot. They said they would invite you to participate if Amélie sold over 10000 copies. They've contacted me several times... If you're willing, I'll contact them. You can just make it in time for the recording on the 12th."

“Why is the recording on the 12th?”

Mela laughed and said, "The production team told me that Sophie Marceau really is in this episode."

"I go!"

……

(End of this chapter)