"In fact, literary and artistic work should have an educational function." Wang Wenhua remembered Mao Zedong's "Speech at the Yan'an Symposium on Literature and Art".

Although the spirit of that speech has been classified as an antique by people in the current literary and artistic circles, Wang Wenhua believes that it is the most classic work of China's Marxist-Leninist outlook on literature and art.

"Haha, educational function, you are the point of view of the Mao Zedong era. Since the reform and opening up policy, the educational function of literature and art has been stripped away, and only the function of entertainment and recreation remains. Xu Xiaoli said with a grin.

"yes. Market economy! Art will inevitably be reduced to a commodity...... "Wang Wenhua's ideological trend has become fashionable again, "even the official has regarded American blockbusters as an excellent model for advanced cultural representatives." ”

"Hee-hee, Chairman Wang, why do you head the rat at both ends, one moment left and one moment right? Are you very entangled in your heart? Xu Xiaoli began to make fun of him.

"Then you say, what should literary and artistic work be?" Wang Wenhua thought to herself that she must have her own answer to this question.

"I don't have an answer. But Chairman Xiao has the answer. ”

"What did he say?"

He said...... You may not be able to accept it......" Xu Xiaoli deliberately sold off.

"Speak!" Wang Wenhua urged her in a commanding manner.

"He said, the literary and artistic world is a ninth-rate business!" Xu Xiaoli told him word by word.

"Lower ninth? How could this be? Wang Wenhua was immediately surprised, "This is what people in the old society slandered artists, Chairman Xiao is a big name in the literary and artistic circles, how can he belittle himself like this?" ”

"It's not that he's making himself cheap. It is the objective reality of society. Do you know what major Chairman Xiao studied? ”

"It's a drama director, right?"

"Nope. He majored in music composition. His songs, which were all the rage in the 80s, were all the way I sang them at school! As she spoke, Xu Xiaoli gently hummed a few beautiful melodies.

"Oh, this song was composed by Chairman Xiao?" Wang Wenhua was even more surprised, he never expected that such a beautiful melody would be written by a person like Chairman Xiao, who created vulgar sketches.

"What do you think...... Incredible, right? Xu Xiaoli guessed that he would be surprised.

"It's unbelievable." Wang Wenhua said, "With his talent, he should be an excellent composer or musician, how can he ...... Relegated to writing sketches? ”

"Because...... There is a market demand for sketches. Or to be vulgar, sketches make money faster than composing! Xu Xiaoli replied with a smile, "You know, the reason why the art troupes in the system are half-dead now is because their performances are not in the right way with the market." ”

"Chairman, he must have suffered a lot for his choice...... Wang Wenhua guessed, such an excellent composer would change course and take a funny route, isn't this the sorrow of a serious artist?

"Hehe, in the face of the cruel market economy, people in the literary and artistic circles can only starve to death if they don't put down their shelves." When Xu Xiaoli said this, she opened the conversation:

"You know what? My mother is an authentic literary and artistic worker. She graduated from the early drama academy and was assigned to the Municipal Peking Opera Troupe to perform "Beauty Walking", which won awards in the provincial performance, and later gave birth to me, so she was named Xu Xiaoli. ”

"Good. Keep talking about your mom ......"

"My mother later performed Li Tiemei and A Qingsao in the model play, both of whom are positive heroes and should be human soul engineers. However, no one watched the serious repertoire performed by their Peking Opera Troupe, and at one time only five tickets were sold. ”

"Yes. I know that. Wang Wenhua heard this joke when he came to the Federation of Literary and Art Circles.

"For this, the regiment can only pay 50% of the wages of the employees. Later, there was no way to force it, so the head of the troupe opened a drama teahouse, specializing in entertaining those wealthy Peking Opera ticket holders.

"People who come for tea can take photos with the actors, drink alcohol, and even sing on the same stage and make a video recording. Hey, hey, I almost didn't let the actress sleep with someone......"

"There's no way around it!" Wang Wenhua sighed. As the chairman of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, he should have protected the rights and interests of people in the literary and art circles. But then, now that he is empty-handed, what can he do about it?

However, just like that, Propaganda Minister Maksha also scolded the head of the Peking Opera Troupe for not doing his job.

"He's a full man, and he doesn't know that a hungry man is hungry. or they don't know the market economy at all...... "Wang Wenhua knows that this Maxim can do that."

"Later, the head of the Peking Opera Troupe said that if we didn't do this, our troupe would not even be able to pay 50% of their salaries, so we could only beg in society or eat subsistence allowances."

"This Peking Opera troupe leader can be regarded as giving him face, if it were me, I would lead the whole troupe of actors to sit at Minister Ma's house for dinner." Wang Wenhua said viciously.

"Hehe, Chairman Wang, I don't mean anything else when I say this, I just want to prove that there is no market for serious literature and art. The cruel reality has forced the literary and artistic circles to put down their shelves or dignity. ”

"Xu Xiaoli, do you want me to accept Chairman Xiao's point of view? Admit that the literary and artistic world is the next nine popular dang? Wang Wenhua knew why she was saying so much.

"Chairman Wang, don't you still agree with Chairman Wang's point of view?" Xu Xiaoli asked him tentatively.

"I admit that there is some truth to this view. But, let me accept it, I can't do it all at once. I always feel that literary and artistic work should be noble. Wang Wenhua said very entangledly.

"Hehe, Chairman Wang, I don't want to convince you, and there is no need to persuade you to accept Chairman Xiao's point of view. We're just going to talk about it casually. However, in order for you to recognize the reality of the literary and artistic world, for a while, I would like to take you to see a place......"

"Where?"

"Devil's Town nightclub. Ever heard of it? ”

"I heard. It is said that it is very hot there. ”

"Of course it's on fire. The performance is so explicit, the audience is bursting, and you can't think about it or not. If you want to go, just ask for leave! Xu Xiaoli finally threw down a joking sentence.

Wang Wenhua did not hide the facts, and directly told his wife that he was going to a nightclub. His wife used to be strict about him going out at night. Now, knowing that he went to the entertainment venue for work, he didn't stop and ask questions.

When Wang Wenhua and Xu Xiaoli bought tickets at the door of the "Devil's Town Nightclub", they heard the heat wave of music inside, wave after wave, accompanied by bursts of screams, and the boy who sold the ticket squeezed his eyebrows at him and said:

"It's good to come, I've just started dancing, and I haven't done the flower work yet." Wang Wenhua asked him very seriously, "The ticket price here is so expensive, it costs 60 yuan a piece, and in other places, it can be done for only 20 yuan." ”