Chapter 82: There is no way
"What! a round of ego?" Ma Yinchu stabilized his body and continued to ask.
Wang Lijian was not surprised by his reaction, when he saw Zhuang Yan's information himself, his expression was even more exaggerated than that of the other party.
"Yes, if his ID card is correct, he should be twenty-three years old this year. Wang Lijian nodded.
"Twenty-three......," Ma Yinchu muttered, "I think I'm still in school, and many of my students are twenty-three or four." ”
Wang Lijian said with a smile: "I only graduated from Jinling Normal University at the end of June this year, and I looked at the release time of "Alive", and it is very likely that this book was written when he was in school. A book of more than 400,000 words cannot be written in a month. ”
Ma Yinchu also accepted the facts, gradually stabilized, and nodded: "Indeed, this book cannot be written in a month, and even I suspect that "Metamorphosis" was written before, and it only came out recently, otherwise, how could an author create so quickly?"
Wang Lijian smiled silently, and said in his heart that he hadn't told Ma Yinchu that Zhuang Yan still had a trumpet, and he also sent a book. If this was told to him, he would probably be crazy.
Walking side by side on the campus of Yenching University, occasionally a student who knew Ma Yinchu greeted him, and he would politely nod in reply.
Ma Yinchu looked at the students exuding a youthful atmosphere on the campus, and couldn't help but sigh, "Twenty-three years old, most of these students in front of me are of this age, but what are they thinking." When I returned to China the year before last, I started teaching economics and only switched to the Chinese department this year. There are some essential differences between the teaching in the Department of Chinese and the teaching in the Department of Economics, and the students in the Department of Chinese are all less energetic. Especially the senior students, facing the pressure of employment, suddenly declined. It is still difficult to have a place for these Chinese students in society. ”
Wang Lijian sighed empathetically: "Yes, some people with excellent grades may be able to work as pens and write manuscripts in state organs and units." If you are a little inferior, then go to various magazines and publishing houses to become editors. Very few people can support themselves by writing. ”
Ma Yinchu said with a smile: "Yes, but we have very few Chinese departments at Yenching University, but those second-rate universities come out, they can write chivalrous novels or ghost novels, and they can also have some market." ”
Of course, Wang Lijian knew the reason, and he said with a smile: "Yenching University, the pride of the sky, the country has high hopes, how can you write any chivalrous novels and ghost novels." ”
Ma Yinchu nodded, "That's true, it's not good to be high, and it's no wonder that the school puts too much pressure on these students." I heard that before I came, there was a professor who shouted every day that he wanted to revive literature and art, and forced these students to create and write things every day. Isn't this nonsense, how can creation be forced out like this?"
"I've heard about it, and the professor has taught students a lot of writing skills, and even made them into books and sold them. Wang Lijian said.
Ma Yinchu was curious: "Who will buy this kind of book?"
Wang Lijian sneered: "Of course, and it sells very well." But then President Cai dismissed him after he came, as if he heard that he went to Jinling University to teach again. ”
Ma Yinchu snorted: "Teaching, I think it's to sell books, right, this Jinling University is real, and they want to fire teachers from our school?"
Wang Lijian explained with a smile: "I said the dismissal, and the name at that time was that he was old and wanted him to retire. ”
"How old is he?" asked Ma Yinchu.
"I don't know, it seems to be just over sixty. Wang Lijian said.
Ma Yinchu shook his head, "I retired at sixty, and I really came according to the standard." ”
The retirement age for professors is sixty years old, which can also be extended to sixty-five years. But under normal circumstances, professors at school will still teach at school after the age of 65.
Because the school will take into account the physical condition of the teachers and then hire them back to school.
Now that the country is so short of literature professors, but Yenching University has not hired him back, it is enough to show how bad Yenching University has a bad opinion of him.
Ma Yinchu sighed: "Even China's highest university has such people, and China's Renaissance is really difficult." ”
"Not really. ”
……
Sure enough, the duck called in the evening and sent a copy of the information he found to Zhuang Yan's mailbox.
The information is quite detailed, the middle-aged man who attempted suicide is called Li Hua, 43 years old this year. The information says farming, but there are also notes that most of the time I spend at home.
There are three brothers in the family, two of whom moved to other cities, and he is the only one in his hometown, who was married once, and then divorced without children.
The education situation was also as Zhuang Yan expected, and he dropped out of school after only a little more than a year in junior high school.
As for the Jinling Culture Daily, it sounds like a regular newspaper, as if it is the official newspaper of Jinling or something, but in fact it is not.
In this world, China does not have a good regulation of the names of media magazines, so there are many names that seem to be easy to misunderstand.
And this Jinling Culture Newspaper is actually a small tabloid that reports some entertainment news every day. For example, this star cheated, that star came out, basically these news.
But it was such a small newspaper that got the first-hand scoop this time. They went to Li Hua's house for the first time, went to the Jinling Second People's Hospital for the first time, were the first to interview Li Hua, and the first to get Li Hua's suicide note from Li Hua's neighbors.
Even a pig can't believe that this kind of thing can happen. There are hundreds of large and small newspapers and media in Jinling, and Jinling Culture Newspaper is not the smallest, nor is it ranked first, but it is the newspaper that has never heard of it that gets the first-hand materials.
If Zhuang Yan only suspected that this incident was a fraud before, then now he is 100% sure that this is a deliberate suicide.
It must have been Li Hua who reached some kind of agreement with the Jinling Cultural Society and co-directed this play.
But knowing that the other party was fake, Zhuang Yan didn't have any way, because these were just speculations, not any empirical evidence, and there was no way to prove that they had faked it.
Zhuang Yan sighed: "Alas, there is no way to take them." ”
……
"There's nothing we can do about him. In the office of Jinling Culture Daily, Wang Yan said with a smile to the editor-in-chief of the newspaper: "I also know that there are some flaws in the things I have made, but it is a big flaw that our newspaper can get a first-hand report, and what do you care about the small flaw in the suicide note? He Zhuang said that even if he knew that it was fake, there was nothing he could do with us." And the editor-in-chief, don't worry, this is just a trick, and I still have a trick later, so you can rest assured. ”
The editor-in-chief said with a smile: "Yes, how much money is given to Li Hua this time, you go to the finance department for reimbursement, and you can't let you pay for nothing." ”
"Hehe, for the sake of the newspaper, I am willing to pay even out of my own pocket. Wang Yan sneered, but he couldn't hide the light in his eyes.