Chen Hansheng, who had the right to decide, although he overcame the opposition of his family, he also felt very sad. Although all his family members no longer objected to him, and even acquiesced in his participation in such a creative meeting, no one showed enthusiasm to support him, let alone make any preparations for him.

Even so, Chen Hansheng didn't care, he made preparations alone, and put all the necessities for half a month in advance in that small duffel bag, which he didn't buy with money, but was issued at the year-end creation commendation meeting last year. At present, he has not published any works, but under the insistence and persuasion of Mr. You, he made an exception and sent him such a travel bag. Although he also understands that he has no creative achievements at present, this travel bag will give him a great spiritual encouragement, he doesn't want people to think that this is a cheap point in the public, and he doesn't want to admit in front of others that he has not been good.

All the basic luggage, a change of clothes, toiletries, including the manuscript I wrote, and the small travel bag was so bulging that I could barely pull the chain.

For half a month's worth of rice, Chen Hansheng had to put it in a nylon bag. More than 20 catties of rice, although it is not much, it is heavy enough. Chen Hansheng found a stick and prepared to give up the burden of the duffel bag and pick it up instead.

Grandmother came over, stuffed him with a roll of food stamps, and a few small money, and said to him, "It's so far away, how inconvenient it is for you to pick up, these food stamps, and these small money, are all received by me when I usually entertain the people of the working group to eat, and there are also a few that you have stored, so you can carry the bag directly, and it will be easier to walk." ”

Grandmother's behavior made Chen Hansheng suddenly a little excited, although he could always feel his grandmother's love for him, but he didn't expect that his grandmother, who was so opposed to him going to this meeting yesterday, would have such a big change in attitude.

Chen Hansheng smiled at his grandmother and said, "Milk, you don't object to me going to the meeting?"

"Is it useful to oppose it?" said my grandmother, "will you not go because I am against it? I will not know that it is useless to oppose it? What has been disobedient since childhood! I don't know yet?"

Chen Hansheng smirked.

"Don't just laugh!" "Be careful on the road, don't lose these food stamps and small money, if you lose them, you won't be able to hold this meeting!"

Grandmother said as she shoved a glass vial full of rotten children into the duffel bag and pulled the chain on.

Grandmother's behavior almost moved Chen Hansheng to tears. He couldn't even figure out how his grandmother, who loved him so much, couldn't support his amateur creations from the beginning.

When Chen Hansheng was leaving, the family also came to see him off.

"Have a good meeting!" "Grandmother persuaded him symbolically, as if to pat the dust off his body, "Go listen to the teacher, attend classes well, try to get good grades, and be able to enter the cultural center in the future." If I really entered the cultural center, I would have closed my eyes to death. ”

Grandmother's words not only moved Chen Hansheng, but also made Chen Hansheng feel that in front of his grandmother, he was a child who would never grow up.

From childhood to adulthood, my grandmother's temporary instructions can almost be shared with lines, the difference is that when he was a child, he was asked to study hard and study well in the future, and then he got married, and he had good luck when he went out, and today he changed it to enter the cultural center.

Chen Hansheng secretly swore in his heart that I must create well, publish my works as soon as possible, and then become a real writer recognized through the publication of my works!

His father didn't say anything, just looked at him, but there was the same meaning in his eyes as his grandmother.

In the stepmother's gaze, there was both that hope and a certain hint that was not easy to be discovered.

There is something special about the wife's gaze, and she has a helpless acquiescence and obedience almost all the time, including of course the expectation that he will find a way out here, from the time of marriage to the present.

All kinds of eyes gathered together, for Chen Hansheng at this moment, of course, it is not only an encouragement, but also a kind of mental pressure.

Coming to the county cultural center of the concentration, Chen Hansheng was an eye-opener. Although he had held several creative meetings before that, after returning from being a soldier, they were all small-scale, with a maximum of twenty or thirty people, and the place where the meeting was held was the county cultural center. This time, however, there were more than 100 people! Moreover, the meeting place was no longer the small county cultural center that could only accommodate twenty or thirty people, but went to an open place called Changliu.

Almost all of the young people who came were from all over the city, but there were also some older than Chen Hansheng, and those who were older were either teachers or from the cultural stations of various communes. Many female amateur writers are all dressed brightly, as if they are not here to participate in creative meetings, but to perform or compare beauty. These female amateur authors not only added color to the creation meeting, but also enlivened the atmosphere of the creation meeting. I heard that during the creation meeting, there was also an evening show, and all the people who participated in the meeting became more and more emotional. It seems that in this world, without women, everything will seem monotonous. With a woman, everything will be poetic. In the activity, there is even good news coming out, saying that it is this creation meeting, and there are editors from the province who will directly record and choose.

After the concentration of personnel, more than 100 people took the vehicle arranged by the unit and went to Changliu, a place that was not yet known. Along the way, everyone sang and joked in the car, and naturally there were many amateur authors, who naturally tried to curry favor with those managers and guidance cadres, hinting at paying attention to their creations. Some people even talk about their ideas and first drafts directly in the car.

Although Chen Hansheng is full of passion, he is also a person who likes to meditate silently rather than be in the limelight, and he is only meditating on the first draft he has already written along the way.

Changliu is an office of the Water Conservancy Bureau, where there is not only a commune assembly hall, but also a very open scenery.

The next morning, the conference began, and the provincial editors also sat on the rostrum with the county leaders, and the opening ceremony was very solemn, and it was clear that the county was determined to produce creative results this time. As Chen Hansheng knows very well in his heart, this county is a well-known county with outstanding creative achievements in the province, not only has there been many celebrities in history, but also the hometown of Wen Yiduo, there have long been four peasant writers, who are famous throughout the country, and some of them have seen Chairman Mao.

Chen Hansheng is not the kind of person who likes to catch up with the excitement, he only pays attention to the specific creative guidance, cares about the revision of his works, and the rest is just the completion of a program for him, so he doesn't take it to heart. But many people who came, they didn't seem to be concerned about this, but the purpose of this creation meeting, the recruitment of creative and cultural units, and the personal information of people from the province. Therefore, during the dismissal and lunch break, many people took the initiative to contact the editors from the province, or an important leader in the county, and took the initiative to talk to them, ask for phone numbers, or simply pull pictures to commemorate them, but some people did it bluntly, and some people seemed natural.

Unlike others, although Chen Hansheng also wants to meet those noble people who are hard to find, and is willing to talk about creation with masters, he can't let go of the shelf and never takes the initiative to please others. Even if an editor in the province appeared in front of him during the meeting, he would not take the initiative to talk to him, and even when an editor took the initiative to ask him, he would just ask and answer, what to say, neither humble nor arrogant. Chen Hansheng's attitude makes some people think that he is a person who is arrogant and has no one in his eyes, but Chen Hansheng himself is completely unaware of it, and he never feels it.

On this morning, during the break of the first plenary session, when it became an opportunity for some people's activities, Chen Hansheng avoided the lively casting scene, and when he was discussing specific creations with several amateur authors who had similar smells, a teacher with a syllabus in his hand passed by them and asked very casually: "Let me ask you a question, do you know who said that the soldier who does not want to be a marshal?" The teacher asked a little suddenly, and made several amateur authors dumb. Chen Hansheng seemed to be able to name this familiar person, but after thinking about it for a long time, several other amateur authors simply shook their heads. The teacher smiled and walked past them.

After the teacher left, the amateur authors were as normal as a brain teaser and did not answer, and as usual they talked about the origin of essays and the trend and direction of contemporary literature, but Chen Hansheng was not interested in this, he kept thinking about the teacher's question just now, and kept searching for the answer in his mind.

When he returned to the venue for free discussion, Chen Hansheng boldly expressed his idea of writing a novel without thinking about it, and reported the outline to the editor-in-chief.

Before the editor-in-chief could finish speaking, he said with a smile, "Your creative enthusiasm is worthy of affirmation, but according to what you just said, it is basically just a concept of yours, and it does not have the basic conditions for a long story at all, so it is recommended that you give up, or start with a short story, and then enter the novella writing, when the time is right, all aspects are mature, and then consider whether to write a long story." ”

Although the editor-in-chief said it very politely, everyone who listened to it had a feeling of disapproval, and even ridiculed Chen Hansheng for not knowing the height of the sky.

The editor-in-chief began the class and gave advice to all amateur authors, telling everyone not to be unrealistic, although it is a broad guide, but it can be felt that it is also a disguised criticism of Chen Hansheng.

Chen Hansheng felt very disappointed and embarrassed, and began to feel that there would be no gain from this creation, but he was very unwilling. As if to prove one of his abilities, the answer suddenly popped up in his mind, and Chen Hansheng was so emotional that he slapped his thigh without thinking about it, and shouted loudly, "I remembered!"

The teacher who was lecturing was actually the teacher who asked them just now, it turned out to be none other than an editor-in-chief in the province, after he was disturbed by Chen Hansheng's sudden exclamation, although he felt that Chen Hansheng's sudden exclamation and thigh slapping was a bit impolite, but he also endured his character, and looked at Chen Hansheng with a smile and asked, "What do you remember?"

"I remember who the person you just asked was!"

"What did I ask?" the editor-in-chief seemed confused.

"Didn't you ask us who said that a soldier who doesn't want to be a marshal is not a good soldier?

The editor-in-chief looked at Chen Hansheng with a smile and asked, "Who?"

"Take the warehouse!" Chen Hansheng replied loudly.

The audience burst into laughter.

The editor-in-chief laughed so hard that he almost couldn't bend over.

Chen Hansheng felt very strange, and he checked it in his mind repeatedly, and felt that he was not wrong! However, looking at the people around him, and then looking at the various performances of the people on the table, it was clear that they not only meant to ridicule, but also hinted at the punishment of Chen Hansheng, and even some county leaders had already expressed strong dissatisfaction with Chen Hansheng's wrong answer, and had a sense of condemnation that harmed the standard of the county author.

Only then did Chen Hansheng realize that he had made a big mistake, and he also realized that he had caused a big disaster to the county. He was so competitive that he almost fainted on that scene.

Chen Hansheng, who fainted, was ashamed of himself, he wanted to escape from this world, and at the same time, in the painful struggle, desperately traveled through time and space.