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"Brother Grim, this is a bad statement! Xiao Fei's article does not nihilize literature, he is just sounding the alarm for today's literary world! Everyone's eyes are bright, the current literary circle is really not right, if we don't carry out self-nirvana-like changes, I think it is normal for literature, especially pure literature, to be abandoned by readers! ”

Fu Mingde said.

Yuan Yan raised his eyebrows and argued, "Why don't I see anything wrong?" The reason why literature is becoming more and more sluggish now is obviously because of the current climate! ”

"The economy has developed, the living conditions have improved, the people's hearts have become impetuous, and there are fewer people who can endure loneliness and like to read, which is the main reason for the decline of literature, right? What does it have to do with literature itself? ”

Fu Mingde straightened his sitting posture and said: "Brother Yan, what you are talking about is only external factors, I think that this is by no means the main reason for the decline of literature, the main reason for the decline of literature is still in the writer himself." You just said that there are fewer people who can endure loneliness and like to read, but there are not many writers who can endure loneliness and write seriously! ”

"The vast majority of writers in the circle have lost their piety in writing, influenced by the outside world, and coerced by the tide of the market, the standard of works is getting lower and lower, and the disconnection with the needs of readers is becoming more and more serious. It's no wonder that readers will buy it! ”

Fu Mingde's emotions also became excited.

"Brother Mingde, what is literature?" Yuan Yan asked with a glare.

"What do you mean by literature?" Fu Mingde asked rhetorically.

Yuan Yan said: "Literature is anthropology, and it is an artistic reflection of complex social reality and life philosophy. In this sense, every literary work is a tool of influence. Every writer is a shepherd of the soul, and all living beings are literary writers and the fools whose works need to be guided! ”

That's the definition. It's not unambitious.

"Hehehe-" Fu Mingde sneered, "Teacher Yuan, writers must not set their positions too high, otherwise it will be a matter of time before they fall to death!" ”

"For our publishing house, the quality of the work depends on the reaction of the market, and the works that readers like, love to read, and have the correct three views are absolutely good works!"

Yuan Yan heard Fu Mingde call himself "Teacher Yuan", and he knew that the other party seemed a little angry. Fu Mingde is a useful person to him, and he will depend on him for the publication of his works in the future.

Therefore, Yuan Yan was reluctant to have a stalemate with Fu Mingde.

But now that the two sides have begun to debate, it would be too cowardly to back down at this time.

Yuan Yan had no choice but to face the battle.

"Brother Mingde, your idea is not quite right, for literature, the market is our great enemy, and readers are often vulgar. I like those low-level interesting things, and if you blindly cater to them, then literature is really going to be finished! ”

"You mean to say that the harvest is a bestseller. Is it because the works it publishes are vulgar and have no literary value? So, I'm going to ask. What is literary value? Fu Mingde asked sharply.

What is "literary value"?

Where is the literary value reflected?

It's not easy to tell.

"It's true that the harvest is becoming more and more kitsch, that's an indisputable fact! As for the embodiment of literary value. Brother Mingde, I think. As long as it is a work that deeply reflects social reality, brings people the enjoyment of beauty, has correct three views, and guides people to recognize the essence of life, it is a work of literary value. There was also a hint of anger in Yuan's grim words.

The debate between the two men has become white-hot.

Xiao Fei sat quietly beside him, pricking up his ears to listen to the words of the two of them.

He felt that there was no need for him to go up and say something to Yuan Yan in person, and it was much more powerful to have Fu Mingde go into battle shirtless than to rush up by himself.

Zhang Mingyuan was reading Xiao Fei's "Literature is Dead, Please Burn Paper if You Have Something", thinking about it while reading, and turned a deaf ear to deal with the severe dispute between Mingde and Yuan.

Zhang Yi lit a cigarette and whispered something to Liu Zelai happily, entering a typical theater mode.

"Mr. Yuan, I think, your definition is too general, and you look at the reader too passively and without ideological opinions, what is good literature, what is bad literature, readers still know it very clearly, our publishing house has done research in this area, and now the readers who are still reading literary works are definitely the best quality and most thoughtful readers, there is a good saying: the market is the only criterion for testing excellent works. There may be a few works that are too forward-thinking to be accepted by the present era, but they will also be rediscovered and shine in the near future! ”

"The quality of the published works is not kitsch, and the judges are the majority of readers and subscribers, not individual people, and in the same way, the current literary recession, there is no other reason, except for the general climate you said, too few excellent works have emerged, which is also a very important factor!"

"If our writers can write in a down-to-earth manner and write movingly enough, I believe that they will be welcomed by readers, there seem to be many examples of such things, right?"

"Mr. Yuan, why are many writers arguing, saying that literature has declined and there are fewer readers, but there are still some writers' works that will sell well? Have you thought about this question? ”

Fu Mingde was very neat and spoke quickly.

The reader is the final judge of the work.

After the work is written, whether it is good or not, the reader's reaction is the only criterion for judging, which is the consensus of more and more writers.

If your work doesn't sell well after publication, you complain that readers don't know the goods, complain that readers are too shallow or something, it can only make people laugh!

Yuan Yan is a bit of a resignation.

He originally pointed the finger at Xiao Fei, but now, the enemy he identified was actually watching the play, and now he was fighting with Fu Mingde.

It also made him a little discouraged.

"Brother Mingde, let's not argue here, it's not interesting. But I still don't agree with your sentence 'the market is the only criterion for testing excellent works', if you hand over your works to the market for inspection, it will make literature fall down, the market is the enemy of literature, only by putting aside sales and interests, literature can be pure, and the value of literature can be guaranteed. Yuan Yan said.

He said this with a little anger.

When I think about the works I have published over the years, they are neither applauded nor acclaimed.

Yuan Yan was furious.

Why can't my books sell when they are unsellable?! And someone else's can be a big seller? Isn't it just that they are kitsch, and I insist on the righteousness of literature?

Yuan Yan felt that he was as tragic as a martyr now.

"I partially agree with Comrade Yuan Yanyan's view that the market is the great enemy of literature, and I think this is a good point." At this moment, Zhang Mingyuan suddenly spoke.

When Yuan Yan heard this, he was immediately overjoyed, his opponent has now come out to support himself, hahaha! I really didn't expect it!

He was secretly happy with him, but he heard Zhang Mingyuan's tone change, and said: "However, I think that the vast majority of books that don't sell well are not because they are too rich in literary value, but because they are real, and they really have no literary value, so they will be abandoned by ......the market."