A few days ago, Director Li of the Regional Federation of Literary and Art Circles came to him and said that he was going to attend the meeting of the Regional Writers' Association the day after tomorrow.

Although the specific content of the meeting is still unclear, He Yun guessed that eighty percent of it was related to the joining of new writers.

Because when Director Li came to him, he mentioned this matter in passing, and he said that last year, after a comprehensive review, the regional Federation of Literary and Art Circles and the Writers' Association were ready to recruit five new writers and become members of the regional writers' association.

In fact, as He Yun had speculated, this meeting of the Regional Writers' Association was indeed related to this matter.

No, when He Yun and Gao Yunyan talked about it, Director Li of the Regional Federation of Literary and Art Circles was also chatting with a certain leader about the meeting the day after tomorrow.

"Director He, do you really want to hold such a training class from time to time? Isn't that a bit too expensive? Is there not much money for our Federation of Literary and Art Circles in a year? Director Li looked very hesitant and said with a frown.

"Alas...... Director Li, I also have no way, the secretary sent a message, so that we must come up with some achievements, but last year, our Yincheng Writers Association, except for a He Yun, which one else do you think has created a decent work? ”

"Yes...... Director He, isn't one He Yun enough? Director Li really couldn't figure out why the meeting was still dissatisfied.

The work of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles seems to be relatively leisurely, but in fact it is not idle at all, and there are many things to deal with, and it is naturally very difficult in terms of funding.

If training courses are not held on a regular basis, where will the additional funding come from?

Why can't you let the writer post his own money?

What is that like?

Besides, although the Yincheng Writers Association has only been established for more than a year, there are already nearly 30 members.

With so many people, there must be a lot of funds needed, which is no longer something that the regional Federation of Literary and Art Circles can afford.

"You don't have to worry about the required funds, I've solved it, the most important thing now is how to improve the comprehensive creative level of the writers, now, we should have more than 30 members of the Yincheng Writers Association, right?"

"Well...... plus these five, minus the few who died, it's just thirty." Director Li replied.

"That's okay, you will preside over the meeting the day after tomorrow, let Lao Jin cooperate with you, I have other things, so I'll leave first."

After saying this, the other party got up and left Director Li's office.

After sending the leader away, Director Li couldn't help but fall into a deep thought.

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Two days passed.

Yincheng Federation of Literary and Art Circles, Writers Association.

He Yun arrived on time.

In the conference room, as soon as he sat down, he saw several people walk in.

He Yun glanced at it and immediately greeted him with a smile.

Although he has only had a one-sided relationship with these people, everyone is a member of the Yincheng Writers Association, and the average age of these people is over sixty, so it is reasonable that he, the "junior", has to take the initiative to come forward to say hello.

"Hello seniors, my name is He Yun, all of you seniors are here to attend this meeting, please take a seat." He Yun stepped forward and said with a smile.

"You...... Are you He Yun? It's really better to be famous than to meet, I didn't expect you to be so young, and you won the literary award three times, we old guys are really ashamed of ourselves, ashamed of ourselves! ”

"Yes, I remember the last time I saw you, it was at the inaugural meeting of the Writers' Association, and you also came to the stage to make a speech at that time, but I didn't expect that in just a year and a half, you will far surpass us old guys, and the world is really impermanent!"

"Hahaha...... Lao Li, Lao Peng, why do you talk sourly, young people, with flexible brains, naturally stronger than us, is this also normal? We are all old, and the future must belong to their younger generation! ”

The three older authors couldn't help but sigh, after all, He Yun's legendary deeds had already resounded in the writers' circle, and the Yincheng Writers Association was naturally no exception.

In fact, more than 20 writers of the Yincheng Writers Association, most of them are old writers, and they naturally published many works in the first half of their lives, but in that special era, the works published were basically the same, and the literary quality was not high.

If it weren't for the qualifications there, and the fact that there were indeed works published, I am afraid that when the regional writers' association was established, they would not have had a chance to be selected at all.

"Lao Guo, Lao He, Lao Peng, you are all here, hurry up and sit down, Lao Pan and the others are almost there." At this time, Director Li walked into the conference room, he glanced at He Yun, and then said hello to the three old authors.

Then, he came to He Yun's side and whispered, "Xiao He, come with me." ”

"Okay." He Yun didn't think much about it, he smiled at the three old authors, and then followed Director Li out of the conference room.

He Yun followed him to an office next door.

Director Li hesitated for a moment, and said to him solemnly: "Xiaohe, there is something I have to reveal to you in advance before the meeting...... I mainly want to ask for your personal opinion. ”

"Director Li, just say it, I'll listen." Seeing that Director Li was so serious, He Yun immediately nodded and said solemnly.

"Hmm...... Here's the thing, not long ago, the higher-level leaders asked our regional writers' association to hold a writers' training course from time to time, the leaders held a meeting, and I also thought about it for a long time, and I am ready to let you be one of the teachers of this training class, what is your own opinion? ”

After saying this, Director Li set his eyes on He Yun, who was stunned.

"Uh...... Director Li, are you sure you're not kidding? Let me be the teacher of this writer's training class? Isn't that a bit ......"

He Yun's meaning is self-evident, although he has outstanding achievements, but after all, he is too young and his qualifications are very shallow, so let himself be this teacher, this is not "playing a big knife in front of Guan Gong"!

These old authors will be convinced?

Besides, even if they take 10,000 steps back, they will be convinced, and what should they talk about in the training class?

How will they create?

You must know that although these old authors do not have any works that they can master, their literary foundation is not weaker than that of his young man, and they don't need to be taught by him in writing techniques, they actually understand them.

"Ahem...... Of course, it's not a joke, Xiaohe, you were originally a teacher, this time just let you change classes, besides, you have published so many excellent works, and I also heard you Yu Dean say, you are ready to apply for the Chinese Department of Xiangshi University, whether it is literary foundation or creative concept, it is extremely excellent, you are the teacher, there is nothing inappropriate! ”

Director Li's words have been made very clear, that is the position of this teacher, and it must be you.

"That'...... Director Li, will this training course be held often? As you know, I not only have to go to graduate school, but also write and write, which can be a tight time......"

"You can rest assured that this will not be held often, and I will also inform you in advance before the class, so that you can be prepared." Director Li saw that He Yun had no opinion, so he naturally replied to He Yundao very happily.

"Okay, Director Li, since you said so, then I'll ......"

"Wait, I have something to say......"