In the conference room of Kyoto University, many people gathered at this time, including senior officials of the Ministry of Education and leaders of writers' associations from all over the country. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

A file for each person is the work of the National Youth Writing Contest, which has been screened layer by layer and fought its way out of the encirclement.

"Okay, let's take a closer look at these works, these are selected works from various parts of the country, and we'll discuss them when we're done." An old man with gray hair and a kind face said.

This time the work required a small number of words, a total of twenty works, about half an hour, and they read it quickly.

"Everyone has finished reading it, so first pick out the works that you think are very good." The old man said again.

"Well, let's take a look, the results of everyone's selection, who will talk about the works they chose first?"

Everyone looked at each other, not like this before!

At this moment, Wei Guodong, a professor at the Kyoto College of Letters, spoke: "Let me talk about it first, I chose two works, the first is called "Window", and the second is "Future", well, I chose these two works, and the others are not bad, but these two works are more prominent, and they are also very evocative. ”

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After a circle, everyone present mentioned "Window". After reading it, you can see how deep the image of "Window" is for them. Only Mu Lao sat on the side with a smile and did not speak. After watching "The Window", he couldn't help but think of Wang Zishuai's figure in his head.

"Ladies and gentlemen, since everyone has finished choosing, let's study these works together, starting with "Window". Who's going to talk about this work first, and what they think? The old man said earlier that this old man was President Zhang Bingzhong of Royal Roads University and the chairman of the National Writers Association.

"Let me tell you my personal opinion first!" At this time, Mu Lao coughed and said,

The stark contrast between the two souls is one of the highlights of this article. I feel that the greatest value of "Window" lies in the creative technique, and the unexpected ending may become a guideline for short stories in the future......"

Soon, the teachers expressed their opinions.

"Well, that's all right." Mu Lao, a master of literary appreciation, added: "There was a saying just now - comparison, this one is good. To sum it up simply, it contains a wealth of dialectical art, which is very rare in literary creation. ”

"The art of dialectic? What does Mu Lao mean? A teacher asked.

"What is dialectical art?"

"It can be divided into three aspects." Mu Lao stretched out three fingers.

"The name of "Window" itself is very good, it seems that a simple window can be used as a high platform to peek into the soul, which is exactly what you know."

The scenery described by the patient by the window seems to be real in the text, but at the end, the peaks and turns into fiction. A window that does not exist, but at the same time can lead to infinite imagination, which is to achieve the virtual and real, which is really unprecedented. ”

"The scenery described by the patient by the window is all fake, deceiving himself, but deliberately arousing the desire of the patient, and the contrast is very strong."

"Knowing in the subtle, between the virtual and the real, the positive and the negative."

"In addition to the above three points, this kind of dialectical art can be seen everywhere in the text, and it only takes more than a thousand words, but it expresses a very deep and profound expression, and it is also a pimple and whipping of ugly souls......" Mu Lao burst into applause in the essay conference room after speaking.

"Hmm. Now that the ranking is set, let's arrange it next, and this time the award time will be set on the 15th! All contestants must be invited, His Majesty may also attend, the TV station will broadcast the whole process, security measures must be in place, no sloppiness, the location can be arranged in the conference room of Royal Roads University or the Yanhuang City Hall. Chairman Zhang of the Literary Association said.

As soon as everyone present hears this, His Majesty may be present, so if it is arranged in his own school, wouldn't it be a big fraud?

Seeing that everyone wanted to speak and stopped, this is Vice Minister Li of the Ministry of Culture said: "This matter, when I started to prepare, I asked Your Majesty." ”

There was a burst of criticism in everyone's hearts: I have asked Your Majesty, and if you don't say it a long time ago, it makes people excited in vain.

Wang Zishuai, who was yarding, was startled by the ringtone of the phone and was annoyed.

Look at the caller ID, I don't know it, so I hung up, and only four or five people know my number. I just thought about the phone and remembered it again.

"Hey, hello!" A woman's voice came over the phone.

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The beautiful woman on the other end of the phone listened to her eyes widened, with black lines on her face, is the old lady that kind of person?

"What? There was no negotiation. A man's voice rang out next to him.

"Editor-in-chief, that kid took me for a phone scam, and a person said a lot of things there, and I almost believed it myself." This beauty said.

"Haha, I didn't expect someone to make our big beauty editor deflated." The editor-in-chief said jokingly.

"Hmph, when this time the business is settled, see how I clean him up, you little brat." The beauty editor puffed up.

"Get in touch again, and if you don't answer the phone, text him about it first."

"I see, editor-in-chief." After saying that, the beautiful editor called again.