The place where Song Lao lives is the villa area built by Jingyun University for some retired old professors, a row of two-story villas, the environment is elegant, and there is a small square, these old professors will play chess when they are fine, to pass the time.

As soon as Lin Chen arrived here, he saw Song Lao playing chess with another old man, and laughed loudly from time to time!

"Oh, Kobayashi is here!"

Song Lao turned around and looked at Lin Chen with a smile: "You sit down first, and wait for me to play this game of chess with Lao Yao." ”

Lao Yao smiled and said: "Old Song, you have lost this game of chess, I jumped off the horse, where are you going?"

Song Lao lost with me, my 'car' is still watching here, as soon as you jump off the horse general, I will kill your horse directly. ”

"But what about my 'cannon' or general?"

"Ma Liancang, you don't have a solution. ”

"Yes, if you win, you'll play the next game later. ”

……

The old child, the old child, the two old men were like children, and they fought for about three minutes before they stopped.

Song Lao looked up and saw that Lin Chen was a little restrained, waved his hand and said, "Xiao Lin, don't be so restrained, take out your momentum in the Chinese opera auditorium, haha." ”

Lin Chen smiled bitterly: "Old Song, don't laugh at me, I now regret that I am so irrational." ”

Yao Lao let out an 'oh' and asked, "What if you are given another chance?"

Lin Chen didn't think about it and said, "Keep scolding!"

One sentence made Boss Song laugh: "Okay, this is the bloody nature that young people should have." ”

Lin Chen said: "Old Song, I thought you also said that I was young and frivolous. ”

Yao Lao scolded directly: "." Young people if there is no blood. Hologram Writers' Association or the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, they are a bunch of old guys. Groggy and unreceptive to new affairs, sooner or later our Chinese culture will have to be destroyed by them. ”

Song Lao sighed and said: "This kind of thing has been deeply rooted, so it can't be changed overnight, but, Xiaolin, I hope you can always maintain a sincere heart." If anything is worth it, then it's really scary. ”

The two old men seemed to be teaching Lin Chen, although Lin Chen did not agree with many concepts, but this did not prevent him from respecting the two of them, because they were really thinking about the development of Huaxia.

There is no ego, only a big me!

During the chat, Lin Chen also knew another reason why Song Lao called him, Lao Yao's real name is Yao Dasheng, he is different from Song Lao's retirement comfort, Yao Dasheng has his own newspaper and magazine!

The Hangzhou City Story Newspaper was established by Yao Dasheng. Nowadays, all kinds of entertainment surrounding news are hype at every turn. Scandals, what doors, micro-blogs, forums, spaces, etc. are all kinds of gossip and money worship.

Therefore, a few years ago, Yao Dasheng founded the Hangzhou Provincial Story Newspaper, hoping to spread some positive energy, publish some small inspirational stories, or classical culture, although the circulation of a single issue is less than 30,000, but Yao Dasheng still insists on doing it.

Of course, Yao Dasheng didn't come to Lin Chen for the newspaper invitation, after all, no matter how good Lin Chen was, Yao Dasheng didn't think Lin Chen would write any stories, he came to Lin Chen for those two poems.

The two poems "Dead Water" and "Persuasion" are very good, so Yao Dasheng hopes to publish these two poems in his magazine!

Yao Dasheng said appropriately: "Xiaolin, we just publish your two poems, whether it is copyright or copyright, they are still yours." ”

Song Lao said on the side: "Xiaolin, Lao Yao's magazine is going to collect poems, your two poems are now famous, and now Lao Yao's magazine is not very prosperous, you should do him a favor." ”

Lin Chen nodded and agreed, he really didn't care about these two poems, besides, Song Lao helped him so much, so Lin Chen had to agree, and he didn't suffer a loss in this matter.

In the end, the two poems were agreed to with a symbolic remuneration!

Yao Dasheng, who won two poems, also laughed: "With these two poems, I can improve the amount of "Poetry" a little, hehe, it would be nice if I could surpass "Poetry Magazine", at least I could disgust those bastards." ”

Song Lao said helplessly: "Old Yao, it's been so many years, why do you want to be angry anymore?"

Yao Dasheng didn't care: "Old Song, I can't be as light as you, since you don't let me enter the Writers' Association, then I have to work against the Writers' Association." ”

Lin Chen learned that Yao Dasheng's original intention of setting up "Poetry" at this time, he was also a little crying and laughing, it turned out that Yao Dasheng was also a relatively well-known poet when he was young, but because he was more arrogant, he liked to talk about the past and the present, and occasionally came to a few satirical poems, so the Municipal Writers Association and the Provincial Writers Association did not accept him!

Don't take it once!

Yao Dasheng doesn't care!

If you don't accept it twice, he won't be annoyed!

What really made him angry was that the Provincial Writers Association made it clear that we just don't accept poets like Yao Dasheng!

At that time, Yao Dasheng was so angry that he vomited blood, this bastard was the co-ordinator, and Lao Tzu was gone!

So Yao Dasheng only did one thing in the second half of his life, and his idea was disgusting!

Don't you have a "Poetry Magazine"?

I'll start "Poetry"!

You have the Writer's Digest!

I founded the Hangzhou City Story Newspaper!

Of course, in terms of sales, Yao Dasheng can't catch up at all, especially the long history of "Poetry Magazine", but Yao Dasheng doesn't care, he thinks that as long as "Poetry" gets better and better, it will catch up one day.

Especially today's "Poetry Magazine" is becoming more and more gloomy, full of poems that praise merit and virtue, and the market response is not good, therefore, Yao Dasheng did the opposite, isn't your "Poetry Magazine" all singing praises of merit?

Then the magazine "Poetry" I run will continue to talk about the past and the present, satirize the society, and satirize the writers' association, all of which are earned, anyway, as long as you don't write any taboo poems!

But after all, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and there are no good poems recently, so "Poetry Magazine" can still hold on, but "Poetry" is becoming more and more sluggish, if it weren't for Yao Dasheng, he wouldn't be bad for money. Early Nyima closed the doors.

So. I can see the popularity of the poem "Dead Water" on the Internet. Looking at it again, it turned out to be a satire of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, and it was a scolding of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, Yao Dasheng saw such a poem, it must be published!

So he came to Jingyun University in a hurry!

After receiving Lin Chen's assurance, Yao Dasheng also felt quite happy and said, "Xiaolin, if you have other poems in the future." You can also vote for us at any time. ”

"Hehe, okay, I still have a song, I'll give it to you later. ”

Lin Chen said with a smile.

And poetry?

Yao Dasheng shook his head secretly in his heart, it seems that this Xiaolin is indeed praised and can't find the southeast and northwest, and the poem is not a cabbage, can you think of another poem right away?

Not only Yao Dasheng, but even Song Lao also disagreed, and admonished: "Xiaolin, you still have to keep a low profile. Be humble, you can be young and frivolous. But don't be arrogant. ”

"Okay!"

After all, the two old men also had good intentions, Lin Chen said with a smile: "Old Song, Old Yao, if you don't bring a pen and paper, I'll write it down here, if you don't feel good, forget it." ”

"Really written?"

"Okay, it's idle anyway, so let's write it out and take a look. ”

Seeing Lin Chen's serious appearance, Song Lao, Yao Dasheng was a little surprised, and after a while, he brought a pen and paper, Lin Chen took a deep breath and wrote-

"Woe to the utterance of a saying,

There is a saying that can light a fire.

Don't look at the five thousand years without saying it,

Seeing Lin Chen's sentence by sentence, Song Lao and Yao Dasheng were also a little surprised, disaster and fire were contrasting words, and this combination of realism and metaphor also surprised the two.

However, when I saw Lin Chen write:

"Suddenly, there was a thunderbolt in the blue sky

Explosion:

"Our Huaxia!"

Song Lao clapped his hands violently: "Okay!"

Just look at Lin Chen and continue to write-

What does this teach me to say today?

You don't believe that the iron tree can bloom,

Then there's a sentence you listen to:

When the volcano couldn't help but be silent,

Do not tremble, stick out your tongue, or pause your feet,

Wait until a thunderbolt in the blue sky

Explosion:

"Our Huaxia!"

After reading this poem, both Song Lao and Yao Dasheng were stunned, both of them knew poetry, this poem was more like the dissatisfaction and grief of the darkness of the whole society written in that war era.

So, after Lin Chen finished writing, Song Lao asked, "Xiaolin, this poem?"

Lin Chen already had a draft in his heart, and said: "Old Song, recently I was looking at the history of that time in 1925, many patriotic literati were bullied in the United States, thinking that their country was beautiful, but after returning to China, what they saw was the dark reality under the rule of feudal warlords and the scene of the people's poor life......"

"That's right, it was true at that time, many people didn't believe that the people would rebel and break out, but they didn't understand that when the squeeze was long, all the people would shout, our Huaxia. ”

Song Lao's expression was a little excited.

Yao Dasheng also sighed: "Xiaolin, your poem is well written, it is so well written, this poem is not just a satire of that era, now, many dark things in our China will all break out one day, and we will return our China." ”

Song Lao recovered at this time, looked at Lin Chen and said with a smile: "Xiao Lin, you little slippery head, I'm afraid your poem is also a satire of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles and the Film Association." ”

Lin Chen's sweat, he is really an old man, he is really a satirical of these guys, "One Sentence" is also the work of Mr. Wen Yiduo in the other world, the background is the background that Lin Chen just said, every time he reads this poem, Lin Chen can experience the grief and contradiction of Wen Yiduo at that time!

"Well, this poem is okay. ”

Lin Chen said with a dry smile.

"It's okay? It's not fucking okay, I believe this poem has caused no less sensation than "Dead Water". ”

Yao Dasheng patted his thigh and said.

Song Lao also scolded with a smile: "You stinky boy, I don't think you are in the broadcasting department, singing and shooting micro-movies, and now you can write poems so well, why do you want to apply for a broadcasting department?"

Well, Lin Chen was also speechless about this!

Yao Dasheng was anxious about the publication of these three poems, so he left after chatting a few words, and as for Lin Chen, he made an appointment with Tian Xin, so he also said goodbye and left. (To be continued......) u