After my rebirth, I became the son-in-law of the Provincial Party Committee Secretary

"Secretary Zhou said it well. It's not that criticism is not allowed, nor is it that we should just praise people blindly. If we really respect the facts, we should fully realize from an objective perspective that there is darkness and injustice in life, but there is more brilliance and beauty." Yao Caizhi, chairman of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, further summarized Zhou Yi's speech with an exclamatory tone.

"Spreading positive energy does not mean glorifying and whitewashing the truth, and exposing reality and speaking for the people does not mean completely denying it! When creating literary and artistic works, we must correct our thoughts, improve our understanding, and truly shoulder the important responsibility of a literary and artistic worker to 'enlighten the mind, cultivate sentiment, and warm the soul.'"

Afterwards, another honorary vice chairman, Pingfan, also participated in the discussion and spoke.

Gu Qi remained silent throughout the rest of the talk, only occasionally looking towards the stage with eyes full of dissatisfaction and sadness.

He insisted that literary and artistic creation should be free.

Literature and art without freedom are equivalent to losing their true soul. Even if what Zhou Yi said is true and Wen Mosheng did express his dissatisfaction with society through his works, it is Wen Mosheng's freedom of speech.

What era is this? Why are we still engaging in literary inquisition?

Alas, there is no hope here. It seems that only by settling in a foreign country like Wen Mosheng can we have real freedom of speech, unscrupulously expose the darkness of society, expose the miserable lives of the grassroots people, and write great works that shock the soul.

With this thought in mind, the symposium ended unknowingly.

Looking at the inspector who was walking out of the venue like a star surrounded by the moon, and accidentally seeing Xue Chuqing's gaze, Gu Qitan gritted his teeth, stepped forward, and said politely: "Secretary Zhou, I have another question that I would like to ask you. Can you spare a moment?"

Yao Caizhi and Zhuo Cheng felt their scalps tingling, and instantly anger rose in their hearts, and they were ready to do evil.

Are you done yet, kid?

Even if you have some thoughts about the ban on Wen Mosheng's works, there is no reason to keep targeting Secretary Zhou. It wasn't Secretary Zhou who banned it!

Are you sick? What do you want to do?

Gu Qitan felt that he was normal. I know you are an inspection commissioner and a killer in the officialdom, but what's wrong with me asking you a question?

You can't just pick on me and arrest me just because I asked a question, right?

As for what I want to do? What I want is "Everyone is drunk but I am sober", what I want is "How can I bow my head and serve the powerful", what I want is "Not afraid of power, dare to speak out, be loyal to the truth, and leave my name in history!"

"Oh, please go ahead!" Zhou Yi nodded very politely.

"What do you think about the freedom of literary creation?" Gu Qitan asked directly, ignoring the murderous gazes of the leaders of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles.

"Any freedom is relative, has boundaries, and needs to be constrained and supervised. The same is true for literary creation!" Zhou Yi answered without hesitation.

He knew what the other party meant. He was simply trying to point out in a roundabout way that Wen Mosheng had the right to create freely and should not be banned just because he expressed dissatisfaction with society.

At the same time, he also understood that the reason why some people, including Gu Qitan, reacted strongly to this incident was probably because they had the mentality of "If his work is banned today and I don't speak out, and if your work is banned tomorrow and I don't speak out, then no one will speak out if my work is banned in the future!"

"So where are the boundaries of freedom? Who will determine it? How to judge it?" Gu Qitan continued to ask.

"Law, morality, and conscience." Zhou Yi replied in a light tone.

After a pause, he gave a clear explanation: "Those who violate the law are restrained by the law, and those who are immoral are restrained by public opinion. If neither of these two can restrain you, then just ask your own conscience: who are you serving with your creations?"

"Who are you serving?" Gu Qitan was stunned.

Zhou Yi asked in surprise: "Is this difficult to understand? Aren't literature and art meant to serve the people of our country?"

Just the country? Gu Qitan had a flash of thought in his mind and subconsciously retorted: "But true literature and art have no national boundaries!"

"But artists have national boundaries!" Zhou Yi replied coldly.

Not only literature and art, but also technology!

Technology has no borders, but scientists do!

Take the United States for example. If I have something that you don't, I will impose a technological blockade on you. If you have something that I don't, then we must share technology. Then a bunch of big germs will jump up and down and clamor that technology has no borders.

Gu Qitan was speechless and his thoughts could not keep up with the pace for a while.

Zhou Yi continued to walk forward. The other party said it was a question, but ended up asking several questions in a row. He was considered very patient.

"Secretary Zhou..." Gu Qitan wanted to follow him, but was stopped by Vice Chairman Zhuo Cheng.

"I also have a few questions for you. Come with me!" Zhuo Cheng said coldly.

On the other side, Yao Caizhi also explained to Zhou Yi: "Gu Qitan is a person with a somewhat noble and stubborn personality. He always likes to get stuck in a rut..."

Zhou Yi smiled and said nothing.

Whether they are journalists or literary and artistic workers, there are many who have crooked butts like Gu Qitan.

Compared to those guys who are lurking in key positions and are evil to the core, this is actually still good!

Think about some professors and teachers who publicly make stupid remarks...

Zhou Yi was thinking in his heart that those scum would fall into his hands, otherwise, haha!

After returning to the provincial hotel, he briefly reported to the team leader Xiang Changan about the process of attending the meeting. Then he casually looked at Weibo online and was surprised to find that in just half a day, reporter Lin Fanglin had achieved an overwhelming victory in the "battle" with Sun Yuan.

Reporter Lin was in high spirits at the moment. Looking at the enemy's comment section that had been overwhelmed by his comrades and friendly forces, he felt quite happy and satisfied as if he had commanded thousands of troops to defeat the enemy chief and achieved a great victory.

She did not dare to take credit for herself. The reason why she won so quickly was not only because she was indeed in the commanding position of public opinion, but more importantly, Zhou Yiba and Li Yiba joined forces to fight and left no grass behind.

Although Sun Yuan hired a large number of water army, they had no room to resist under the joint attack of the two major forums. The comment areas were slaughtered one after another. Seeing that the situation was not good, the leader of the water army had no choice but to give up and disappear.

Lin Fang sighed, the hero is lonely, there is really no one who can fight!

Otherwise, why do people say that it is the most satisfying to fight a favorable battle? If she still stands on the opposite side of Zhou Yi, then it will not only be Sun Yuan who is in a state of disgrace, but also her!

"Thank you very much, sweet girl, sail girl!" Lin Fang quickly called 'Tang Fang Duo' and 'Yi Ye Pian Zhou' to express her gratitude solemnly.

As the two main bar owners of Zhou Yi Bar, they have strong appeal and organizational ability. The allied army Li Yi Bar came to help out because they heard about the action.

Lin Fang thought about it, called Sun Yuan again, and said kindly: "A Yuan, give up, you can't beat me!"