Literary Master 1978

"A conflict? Who did you listen to?" Lin Chaoyang asked.

"Someone in the school said so."

Listening to the conversation between the two, the Tao family showed curiosity on their faces.

Lin Chaoyang shook his head, "There's no conflict. They asked me to polish a script. I didn't agree with the content of the script. We didn't have the same ideas, so we didn't cooperate."

Listening to Lin Chaoyang's explanation, Tao Yucheng said oh, and Tao Yushu asked: "Brother, what are the rumors in your school?"

Tao Yucheng glanced at Lin Chaoyang and said truthfully: "It's nothing. I just said that Yan Film Studio wanted to co-produce a movie with the Japanese and asked Chaoyang to be the screenwriter. Chaoyang didn't agree with anything, saying that he would rather die than cooperate with the Japanese. People cooperate.”

Lin Chaoyang:? ? ?

Tao Yushu couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this, "This rumor is too outrageous."

"It's a rumor, it gets lost after a few times. But I can't blame everyone for spreading it like this. Not long ago, it was rumored that Chaoyang guided students to defeat Japanese students. Now Chaoyang is almost becoming an anti-Japanese hero."

Hearing what Tao Yucheng said, the Tao family all laughed.

The family was talking and laughing when there was a knock on the door. Tao Yumo went to open the door and called Uncle Zhu.

Seeing that it was Zhu Guang who had arrived, Lin Chaoyang stood up and said hello to him.

"Uncle Zhu, are you coming to play chess with my dad?"

Zhu Guangqian's eyes were subtle, "Yes!"

Father Tao didn't know what his psychology was, so he said, "I feel a little dizzy today. Chaoyang, please play two games of Go with your Uncle Zhu."

Lin Chaoyang didn't know if he was hearing hallucinations. Tao's father seemed to place a heavy emphasis on the word "Go".

After hearing what Father Tao said, Zhu Guangqian's face stiffened. How could he not understand what Father Tao was thinking about.

"You're only in your early sixties and you're already so sick. I don't think you'll reach seventy."

Once he speaks out, he will hurt someone, which is in line with Zhu Guangqian's consistent style.

Tao's father knew his old friend's temper well and would not argue with him.

"Uncle Zhu, can I play two games with you?"

In the past, Lin Chaoyang could only play backgammon with Zhu Guangqian, but now that Father Tao has spoken, he naturally can't shirk it.

Zhu Guangqian snorted coldly, "What's the point of playing chess? Come on, let me tell you about literature."

The thief is powerful and should be outmaneuvered, but cannot be defeated. Zhu Guangqian's psychological activities are generally like this.

Ever since rumors about Lin Chaoyang's chess skills spread on the Yanda campus, he gave up the idea of ​​playing Go with Lin Chaoyang.

Playing chess is for the pleasure of body (nue) and mind (cai), not for the sake of being unhappy.

During the meal, Tao Yucheng talked about his colleague coming to Yanda to give a report.

Giving and listening to reports are the most common activities in colleges and universities in this era.

Yan university students listen to reports more frequently. There are two reports almost every month. Almost all the people who come are elites and leaders in various fields. The highest number of elder-level leaders have come to give reports.

However, the person who came back to give a report to the Yan University students was Han Xiaoshi, an ordinary lecturer at the Film School. He was two years younger than Tao Yucheng. He also had another level of status. He was the son of the top leader of Yan University.

"Dad, if you were to become a principal, would I be able to come to Yanda to give a report?"

The uncle's desire to see his father become a dragon is beyond words.

After hearing this, Mr. Tao's head was filled with black lines.

"Eat your food!" Zhao Li scolded her husband under the table.

Tao Yumo teased: "Brother, instead of expecting dad to be the principal, you might as well expect yourself to be the principal."

"I am not suitable for an official career."

"Brother, what you said is wrong. You are still very suitable for eating and drinking."

"You girl!" Tao Yucheng glared at his sister.

"Okay, okay!" Tao's father stepped forward in time to interrupt the quarrel between the brother and sister.

After dinner, Lin Chaoyang and his wife watched TV with their family for a while before leaving.

On the way, Tao Yushu talked about graduation, "It's so fast. In the blink of an eye, it's less than a year and four years of college will be over."

Tao Yushu and her classmates entered school in February 1978, so they graduated in January 1982, less than a year before she graduated.

"Have you decided what to do after graduation?" Lin Chaoyang asked.

"Is this something I can decide? I can work wherever I am assigned."

Hearing his wife's words, he was a little confused and said, "How about taking a postgraduate entrance examination?"

Tao Yushu hesitated and shook his head, "That's not necessary. Some of the classmates in our class are busy studying abroad, and some are busy taking postgraduate entrance examinations. I feel tired when I see them."

Lin Chaoyang couldn't help but laugh when he heard this, "Do you, the king of rolls, ever feel tired?"

However, he also understood that Tao Yushu was not the type to study hard. Her diligence and studiousness were based on clear goals.

In her concept, you have to get good grades to study. Otherwise, why study?

It's less than a year before she graduates from college, so it's normal for her to feel a little confused.

Lin Chaoyang comforted him: "Actually, you can do anything, as long as you like it."

He was naturally confident in saying this. With his current income, even if Tao Yushu could lie down at home after graduation, there would be no burden.

Tao Yushu held his arm and said with a smile: "If you like it, you have to let me do it, right?"

Her thinking is still limited to the work assigned by the state.

"But Dening told me that day..."

Hearing Zhang Dening's name, Lin Chaoyang became alert, "What did she say?"

"She asked me if I wanted to go to their "Yenjing Literature"."

"Aren't you overqualifying yourself by going to "Yenjing Literature"?"

"After all, it is also a well-known literary magazine."

"You are a top student at Yan Normal University, and you can easily get into ministries and commissions."

When Tao Yushu heard what he said, he looked deep in thought, "If it were a choice between joining a ministry or becoming an editor at "Yanjing Literature", I would rather be an editor."

"Why?"

"My eldest brother is right when he says that he is not suitable for an official career. Not only him, but our family is not suitable for it."

Lin Chaoyang joked: "Your family is from a scholarly family, otherwise you should stick to this route and stay in school."

"I don't like teaching either."

Lin Chaoyang suddenly scratched his head in embarrassment. Women's thoughts are always unpredictable sometimes. An idea flashed in his mind, and he remembered what Tao Yushu said just now.

"Then become an editor!"

Sure enough, after he said this, Tao Yushu became excited, "Do you also think I am suitable to be an editor?"

You see, they are not asking you to help them choose, but they have already made their choice and are just asking for your support.

Woman!

"Of course. You majored in Chinese, read so much, and wrote so many novel reviews. If you were to become a magazine editor, you would definitely be a famous editor."

Listening to Lin Chaoyang's words, Tao Yushu couldn't help but smile, but he still said: "It doesn't matter whether you are a famous editor or not, the most important thing is to apply what you have learned."

"That's right!"

Lin Chaoyang agreed seriously.

In the next few days, Lin Chaoyang focused all his energy on the creation of the novel. He planned to take advantage of this vacation to finish the novel in his hand.

A few days passed. Tao Yushu came back from school early that afternoon and took Lin Chaoyang back to Tao's house to watch TV.

At the moment, Hong Kong is holding the preliminaries for the Asian region of the Volleyball World Cup. Tonight, the Chinese men's volleyball team will compete with the Korean men's volleyball team at the Elizabeth Stadium in Hong Kong. The winner will represent Asia in the Volleyball World Cup in Tokyo, Japan.

"You said, wouldn't it be over if you bought a TV earlier? Why do you have to run home and bother every time you want to watch TV." Lin Chaoyang complained.

"How can this be called a torment? It just so happens that you can go home and have a meal."

"No one's plan is as good as yours!"

Not only Lin Chaoyang and his wife were paying attention to this match, which was related to qualifying for the Volleyball World Cup, but also many people in Yanjing City. Even students from Yanjing University were poking holes in the TV this afternoon.

The couple were riding bicycles on the road in Yanda, and they met several familiar faces who came over to them with flirtatious looks.

Lin Chaoyang stopped his bicycle and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Chen Jiangong, Liang Zuo, and Liu Zhenyun each held a small horse in their hands. When he saw Lin Chaoyang, Chen Jiangong's eyes lit up, "Chaoyang, what are you two doing?"

"Go back to my father-in-law's house and watch TV."

"Are you watching a volleyball match?" Chen Jiangong asked.

"yes."

After hearing what he said, Chen Jiangong immediately got into his back seat. Lin Chaoyang asked, "What are you doing?"

"Take the three of us together." Chen Jiangong said, and then greeted Liang Zuo and Liu Zhenyun, "Why are you standing there in a daze? Get in the car quickly!"

The load capacity of the Daerba, or how many people it can carry, has always been an unsolved mystery in the 1980s, just like you can't guess how many people Wuling Hongguang can carry thirty years later.

"You three, come down, I can't run. It's just such a short distance, and you still have to get into my car. Why do you want to tire me out?" Lin Chaoyang said helplessly to Chen Jiangong and the others.

Three grown men sat on Lin Chaoyang's bicycle in various positions, causing him to struggle. In the end, Liang Zuo felt sorry for his master.

He took the initiative to get off the front bar and said to Lin Chaoyang: "Master, let me ride!"

I thank you!

Lin Chaoyang threw his bicycle to these three people, sat on the back seat of Tao Yushu's bicycle beside him, put his arms around his wife's waist, and left gracefully.

"Kick off quickly! Kick off quickly! Don't let him run away, or he will catch the TV." Chen Jiangong kept urging Liang Zuo.

Liang Zuo was so tired that he gasped, "If you have the ability, you can ride it!"

The three of them hurriedly and slowly caught up with Lin Chaoyang and his wife.

Going upstairs, Lin Chaoyang introduced the three of them to the Tao family.

Tao Yumo stared at Liang Zuo curiously, "Are you Liang Kangri?"

Liang Zuo was a little embarrassed and said without taking any credit: "My master taught me well!"

"Stop it, I don't recognize you as my apprentice, even though my master is older and my master is younger." Lin Chaoyang said.

"Once a teacher, always a father. Master..."

"Stop, stop, stop."

The three of them licked their faces and had dinner first, and then sat aside obediently to wait. Tonight's volleyball match won't start until eight o'clock.

While waiting, Lin Chaoyang chatted with a few people and asked Liang Zuo: "Hey, I heard that your mother's novel has a high probability of winning the award this year!"

Liang Zuo felt a little awkward, "Master, can you ask me a different question?"

"Then...I heard that your father's novel might win an award this year?"

"...Maybe, who knows, no one can tell until the end. Master, no matter how high the probability of my mother's novel winning the prize is, it's not as high as yours."

Lin Chaoyang is too lazy to correct him now, so just scream if you want.

Liang Zuo's mother is the writer Chen Rong. Last year, her "Middle-aged" was published in the first issue of "Harvest", which caused quite a stir. In the same issue, there was also "Parental Love" written by Lin Chaoyang.

Liang Zuo and his friends are studying Chinese, and they are very concerned about the awards for the National Excellent Short and Medium Stories.

"Your "Wreaths under the Mountain" is well received and popular, so it is a sure thing to win. There are also "Little Shoes" and "Parental Love", which may also win an award. It depends on whether the judges are open-minded."

"Maybe it will be a wonderful scene like last year where one person won two awards!"

"Don't say, it's really possible."

Liang Zuo and the other two were discussing, and Lin Chaoyang shifted the topic to Chen Jiangong.

"If you win the award, you have to treat me!"

Last August, Chen Jiangong's short story "Danfeng Eyes" was published in "Yanjing Literature and Art" (it had not changed its name at that time), which received a good response and also made the literary world pay attention to Chen Jiangong, a young writer.

"We don't even know if we can win the prize, it's too early to talk about treating us now."

While he was talking, Tao Yumo shouted, "It's time to act!"

Everyone's eyes were on the TV, even Tao's father and mother, who usually had no interest in sports, were looking at the TV screen.