271, a little spiritual, but not good (2/5)
For a book-loving person like Wei Daqun, a good article and a good article are all great spiritual enjoyment.
Tang Shuang's understanding of him is very good, and giving a "Broken Soul Gun" is better than any gift.
Wei Daqun was in a good mood, and chatted with Tang Shuang about the national arts, and talked about the era when the situation was changing.
Although the times were turbulent in that era, many literary masters emerged, not to mention that a hundred flowers were blooming, but they were also full of vigor and vitality, and the economic and social depression was completely cold and fire.
After chatting for a while, Wei Daqun asked Tang Shuang what he planned to do with this "Soul Breaking Gun", and when he heard Tang Shuang say that he wanted to publish it in the "Southern Anthology", he shook his head with a smile and said: "If Liu Wei wants to be angry with you, so let's do it, this article can be put on a bigger platform, and I will recommend it to you to "Chinese Literature". ”
"Chinese Literature"? Just listen to the name to know its status.
Of course, it is best to be on this magazine, Tang Shuang didn't expect it before, because he didn't dare to think about it.
Don't look at his popularity in "Heroes" and "Romance of the Dragon and Snake" on the Internet, the short stories in "United Life Weekly" are also very popular, but in the face of "Chinese Literature", the highest platform of traditional and serious literature, it is still unattainable.
This platform will not bring you big financial gains, because it elevates your status and affirms your professionalism.
Wei Daqun immediately called, and the other end of the phone was Lu Mingyi, the author of "Black and White".
Lu Mingyi is the editor-in-chief of "Chinese Literature"!
Tang Shuang listened to the two chatting for a while, and Wei Daqun introduced "Soul Breaking Gun" to Lu Mingyi, as well as its author, this is a very talented young man.
At the end, the phone hung up, and Wei Daqun said to Tang Shuang: "Are you free now, are you interested in meeting Lu Mingyi?"
"Huh? Now, Lu Mingyi?"
Tang Shuang was surprised, of course he was willing, he couldn't see this kind of great god on weekdays.
"Chinese Literature" was founded in Shengjing, and it was not until ten years ago that it moved from Shengjing to Guangdong, because the ideological atmosphere here is more open, and in Shengjing, there are too many constraints to concentrate on literature and art.
Because of the particularity of the status of "Chinese Literature", the relocation is not a trivial matter, there are many people in favor, and the resistance is also huge, but in the end, it still overrode public opinion and completely moved over.
At that time, the person who presided over the work was the current editor-in-chief Lu Mingyi.
He himself was a man of letters and thinkers of high status.
Tang Shuang followed Wei Daqun to an old teahouse, a very ordinary kind, and the streets and alleys of Guangdong were everywhere.
Inside sat an old man in a long blue cloth coat, with white hair, a ruddy face, and a good look.
He is Lu Mingyi, who is flipping through a stack of manuscript papers at the moment.
At the table with him sat an old man, who looked younger, with gray hair and a more serious face, as if the conversation had just been unpleasant.
Next to them sat a young man, feminine and feminine.
On the edge of the tea table, there was a beautiful woman standing who was pouring tea, and when she saw someone coming, her beautiful eyes first glanced at Tang Shuang, and then said with a smile to Wei Daqun: "Teacher Wei hasn't been here for a long time~"
Wei Daqun: "It's been a long time since I've been here, and it's rare that Yingying still remembers me." ”
Ying Ying smiled and said, "I'll go and prepare a tea set for you." ”
Wei Daqun sat down and said to the gray-haired old man, "Teacher Ding is also here!"
Then he said to Tang Shuang: "This is Teacher Ding Feng, and his "Dream as a Horse" won the Silver Literature Award. ”
The Silver Literature Award is one of the highest honors in China, and above that is the Zijin Literature Award, which is equivalent to the Mao Dun Literature Award known to Tang Shuang.
The two sides introduced each other, Tang Shuang sat on the side, and together with a young man named Ding Ji, they just listened and watched, and didn't say anything without asking.
Lu Mingyi glanced at Tang Shuang and said to Wei Daqun: "Daqun, is this little brother the Tang Shuang you said? ”
Wei Daqun said with a smile: "Young is young, the writing is very spicy, the articles written are very in-depth, and he is the best among the young generation." ”
Lu Mingyi: "Oh, you have always had a poisonous tongue, and it seems that you can deserve such high praise." ”
Turning his head to Tang Shuang, he said, "Young man, what books have you read?"
Tang Shuang said a bunch of book titles, most of them were in the study of Brother Sanjian, he only remembered the name, but he didn't actually read the content, at this moment, in order to fill the façade, he seemed to be rich and rich, and he was cheeky and false.
Although the skin is thick, the heart is actually extremely empty.
Every time he reports the title of a book that he has not read, his heart hangs a little higher, and when Lu Mingyi suddenly asks about a certain book and discusses the content with him, he will be exposed, and he will fall extremely miserable.
But Lu Mingyi's focus was not here, and he asked, "Why do you read more ancient books?"
Wei Daqun said: "Tang Shuang is a scholarly family, and his father is a professor in the Chinese department of the university, and he is the same Tang Sanjian Tang who recently wrote "A Maverick Pig". ”
The old man named Ding Feng looked at Tang Shuang in surprise and said, "Tang Sanjian is your father?" ”
turned to Wei Daqun and said, "Tang Sanjian and Liu Weiru had a heated argument at the meeting yesterday, it seems that it is a book written by his son Tang Shuang, right?"
Yesterday's scene seems to have spread.
Wei Daqun smiled and nodded, but did not speak.
Lu Mingyi: "Tang Sanjian, amazing, it turned out to be his son, sure enough, the tiger father has no dog." ”
Just when Tang Shuang thought that he was going to praise himself, he heard the old gentleman's words change sharply and asked: "Why is there no mine in the title of the book you reported? Have you read my book?"
Tang Shuang was stunned, how could this old gentleman be so direct!
The fact is that I haven't seen it, but will it make the old gentleman unhappy and pass him if he is unhappy?
Wei Daqun winked at him secretly.
What does that mean?
If it was candy, Tang Shuang would immediately know what it meant, but he and Teacher Wei had not yet reached the point of having a heart-to-heart.
At this time, the girl named Yingying went and returned.
Just now, Wei Daqun also introduced this girl, not a waiter in the teahouse, but Lu Mingyi's granddaughter, Lu Yingying.
Lu Yingying carried a pot of plum blossom tea and poured a cup for Wei Daqun and Tang Shuang.
Tang Shuang: "Thank you~"
Lu Yingying said with a smile: "No thanks, answer the questions well." ”
Then walked to the side, one person and one table, Shi Shiran sat down, flipped through a spread book, and read it quietly, a cup of tea next to the book was steaming.
Tang Shuang noticed that Ding Ji's gaze had been secretly locked on Lu Yingying's body, and seemed to be very concerned about her.
Ding Feng smiled: "Young man, don't just pay attention to Yingying, Lu Lao is still waiting for you to answer the question." ”
Lu Yingying pursed her lips and smiled, glancing at Tang Shuang.
Tang Shuang was very embarrassed, thinking that you were wrong, it was not that I was paying attention to Lu Yingying, but your grandson.
Tang Shuang shouldn't think too much, and said: "It's true that I haven't read Mr. Lu's book, but I just asked for a copy of your "Black and White" from Mr. Wei, and I'm going to go home and read it immediately." ”
Lu Mingyi seemed to have a very upright personality, and even asked directly: "I haven't seen it because it doesn't meet your taste, or is it something else?"
Tang Shuang: "Lu Lao's book is full of philosophical thoughts, and for me, it is difficult to read. ”
not only praised Lu Mingyi, but also explained the reason why he didn't watch it.
Lu Mingyi nodded, was silent for a long time, and suddenly asked about an ancient book that Tang Shuang mentioned just now.
Tang Shuang's heart that originally fell to the ground instantly flew to the sky!
You shouldn't brag about it!
Now is not the time to regret it, you have to answer the questions.
So Tang Shuang searched his intestines and scraped his belly, and said hard......
The effect is not very good~
Ding Bong smiled meaninglessly.
Ding Ji was finally reluctant to take his gaze away from Lu Yingying, and glanced at Tang Shuang in surprise, he seemed to admire him very much, and at the same time had some expectations, I don't know how Lu Mingyi, who has a strange temper, will be mad, and he didn't have a good temper with him just now.
Lu Mingyi stared at Tang Shuang twice, his face was expressionless, listening to Tang Shuang's ears, he didn't know what it meant, happy or angry.
Glad?
It's unlikely, not everyone can enjoy the thrill of "mom hit me again".
Then Lu Mingyi spoke.
"It's a little spiritual, but it's not good!"