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The old editors used to tell me that they were "powerless", and they faced this fancy world like impotence, and they wanted to, but they couldn't get up. I was scared soft.

So I followed He Fei every day to mingle in various literary parties, and when I saw Yu Jianrong in Songzhuang, he held my hand and said gratefully: "Brother Zeng, I feel ashamed that you lost your job in order to publish my book." ”

I told him not to blame himself, that this was what I should do.

Yu Jianrong sent me an oil painting of him as a token of gratitude.

Geng Hao was also there at the time, and he was more excited than me. I took the painting from Yu Jianrong's hand and was immediately snatched by Geng Hao.

It was a pitch-black landscape painting, and I once asked Guo Jianrong why the tone of his oil paintings was always black and dark, and the sky was never bright.

He said that the other side of the shadow is definitely the light, but we haven't seen the light yet.

Geng Hao took the painting and admired it while praising it: "Teacher Yu's painting is really rich in connotation and different!" Good, that's great! ”

Yu Jianrong saw that Geng Hao was my buddy, and he also sent him a painting, which made the kid grin and his teeth were exposed.

There are not many incidents that can make Geng Hao smile and show his teeth, and it seems that he is indeed happy.

Another person present was Feng Yuqiang, the editor-in-chief of the weekly New Speech.

In fact, the first time I met him was when I was in college, and Professor Zhuang took me to a seminar on the theme of Lu Xun, and he was the moderator at that time.

This man looks like a frog, his eyes are slightly protruding, his mouth is huge, and he talks endlessly but methodically, talking about the past and the present, which left a deep impression on me.

Feng Yuqiang came over and shook my hand, and I said, "Teacher Feng, long time no see!" ”

He smiled and said, "Brother Zeng, how is Professor Zhuang doing?" Say hello to him on my behalf. ”

"We were a closed disciple of Mr. Zhuang at that time, and he has retired and is reading and writing articles at home."

"Oh, that's it, it seems that there is no one at the liberal arts university now, it's a pity!" Feng Yuqiang showed a disappointed look on his face, paused, and said, "I heard about you, now have you found the next one?" ”

"Not yet, don't rush, take a break."

"What do you think of New Speech?"

"I have always subscribed to good magazines, and it is a miracle that there are still magazines with such an intellectual standpoint, and it is not easy for you to persevere. In addition, I like the concept of your magazine, 'progress, rationality, and justice', which seem easy to implement. ”

"Well, how about you come to us?"

"Am I going through the back door?"

"Huh!" He waved his hand, "What kind of door is this, with your ability, it is more than enough to be competent for the work of the magazine, we lack talents like you in the club, you are here, it is our honor to contribute to us." ”

"Can I think about it first?"

"Okay, no problem. I'm waiting for you, here's my business card, feel free to call me when I'm ready. ”

I took Feng Yuqiang's business card, he patted me on the shoulder, suddenly looked at me with a strange gaze and said, "I really hope you come, in fact, your father and I are very good friends......

"You know my dad?" I was amazed.

Feng Yuqiang hurriedly covered up as if he had leaked his mouth: "No, no, I just saw your father before." ”

"Huh? When and where? ”

"It's nothing, it's all in the past, it's all in the past. Then I'll wait for the good news of my brother Zeng, and there will be a date later! ”

After we shook hands, he hurried away to talk to the others.

Standing there, I wondered, why did I stop talking when I talked about my father, Feng Yuqiang, what is their relationship? What happened to them before?

When I was a child, I also asked about my father's past, but he kept silent, and then I stopped asking.

When Feng Yuqiang said this time, I was even more puzzled.

Has my father ever been to Beijing before? But why did he hide his experience?

Geng Hao poked me from behind, poking me back from my thoughts: "It seems that you have found the next one." ”

"I haven't said yes yet."

"This magazine is for you, you really should go to it."

"I'm thinking it's strange, just now Editor-in-Chief Feng said that he knew my father, how is it possible?"

"Didn't your dad like to write and draw when he was young? Cultural people, the circle is so big, it's not surprising to know each other. ”

"But when I look at his expression, it doesn't seem to be as simple as recognition."

"Don't think about it so much, if people invite you to go, you can go."

"Don't worry, I'll think about it first, I'll take the scourge wherever I go, and I don't want to harm others."

"Don't think about it, there will always be literati pen troubles, but you can't give up your beliefs."

I nodded.

On the way home, He Fei drove me. This person was cautious, drove as slow as a turtle, and was once fined on the highway for driving too slowly.

We chatted with each other.

He said: "Your first book is selling well, and I'm planning your second book, whether you're interested in it." ”

As a bookseller, He Fei has thoughts and feelings, but a businessman is a businessman after all, and I always feel that I am in too much of a hurry. He said, "I've encountered some tricky things recently, so let's stop waiting and seeing." ”

"We writers can't loosen their pens, and once they are loose, they will be wasted, but I still suggest that you continue to write one by one, and when you are 30 years old, you will have some influence in the cultural world."

"So what should I write about the second book?"

"There is a Peking University professor named Huang Dongfang, do you know?"

"Of course you know, didn't this person start a talk show on the Internet? Talking nonsense, scolding journalists and so-called traitors, the thinking is still stuck in the sixties and seventies of the last century. And there are a lot of swearing, as a professor at Peking University, it naturally caused a lot of topics. ”

"That's right, this person is very popular now, fans who like him support him, and those who hate him regard him as a feudal remnant, and they can't wait to get rid of it quickly."

"This person is just hype, and this era needs a burst point to arouse the public's nerves."

He Fei smiled and said: "Although many people don't want to see him, he still has a large number of fans and supporters, have you paid attention to this phenomenon?" ”

"There are too many Internet celebrities now, they are fast-decaying, superficial, not interesting, and don't care."

"Brother Zeng, this is your mistake. We live in this era, and we cannot ignore this era. This Huang Dongfang, I think sooner or later he will have to finish playing, and someone needs to stand up and criticize him loudly. ”

"You want me to write a book dedicated to criticizing him?"

"Yes, this old-timer in the cultural world is no longer waiting to be seen, as a descendant, it is necessary for you to write a book to correct the hearing and the public, and to return the society to a clean society. And he is currently so popular, we can also take advantage of the situation to publicize it, and the sales of the book will go up. ”

"There's no need for this, Huang Dongfang preaches those feudal things, he doesn't believe it himself, that is, he is just putting on a show on the Internet as a professor at Peking University."

"Of course it is necessary, we criticize him, but also as intellectuals to do our duty, our society cannot allow a mad dog like him to bark and no one cares, we are eliminating harm for the people."

"Okay, but I've had a lot of chores lately, and I can't guarantee the delivery time."

"It's okay, just finish it by June."