Literary Master 1978

The courtyard in Mianhua Hutong has been renovated for more than half a month. The work in the house has been completed, and the doors and windows have just been replaced. Now the work in the yard is left.

The furniture factory specially sent a truck to deliver furniture to Lin Chaoyang. When they arrived at the gate of Mianhua Hutong, Lin Chaoyang and his friends followed the movers to carefully move the furniture into the house.

Lin Chaoyang was satisfied to see the antique furniture placed in the house intact.

The first time he found a bargain in the 1980s, the results were quite good. Two Ming Huanghuali chairs and a pair of Qing Dynasty mahogany carved dragon pattern treasure cabinets are estimated to be worth at least 60 to 70 million in another 30 to 40 years.

It's a pity that they are not made by the emperor, otherwise they can be worth at least three or four times.

A Mao didn't understand why Lin Chaoyang valued these furniture. In his eyes, these three old furniture were not as useful as the newly bought bed and wardrobe.

"Amao, this is called an antique. We Chinese have a saying, antiques in prosperous times, gold in troubled times, these things will appreciate in value in the future." Lin Chaoyang explained to him.

Amao nodded half-heartedly, but he still didn't believe it in his heart.

This matter has nothing to do with being smart or not, but a problem of concept. Amao has a good impression of China, but if you tell him now that China can catch up with the development of Western countries in 100 years in 30 years, he will not dare to believe it anyway.

So the appreciation of antiques is out of the question for him.

He didn't care about the furniture, but instead cared about the ticket scalper he met during the day.

Foreign exchange coupons were a new thing that was only issued last year, and he was very interested in the business of ticket scalpers.

Hearing Amao asking about ticket scalpers, Lin Chaoyang looked at him in surprise. Has this kid's thinking always been so dangerous?

"It's illegal to resell foreign exchange certificates, do you understand?"

"He's the one who resells, I'm just selling."

"Hey, you kid, you're full of crooked ideas."

After staying in Yanjing for several years, A-Mao's tongue has become more and more eloquent, but I don't know if this idea is influenced by the Beijing oilers, and it's getting more and more crooked.

"You want to make some money from this?" Lin Chaoyang asked.

"It should be okay, right?"

After such a long time of contact, Lin Chaoyang knew that A-Mao's financial situation was not good, otherwise he would not have chosen to study in China.

He thought for a while and said, "If you really want to make some money, you can exchange the foreign exchange coupons for me and I will give you RMB according to the market price."

A Mao was a little embarrassed, "Is this appropriate?"

"You still feel embarrassed?" Lin Chaoyang laughed and scolded, and then said seriously, "What's inappropriate? You want to make some money, and I just need foreign exchange coupons. We are friends and business is business. This also saves you the risk of trading with ticket scalpers. If the ticket scalpers commit a crime, although it is highly likely that you will not be involved, it is better to be safe than sorry."

Listening to his words, A Mao thought about it carefully and felt that it made sense.

At this time, Lin Chaoyang warned again: "This thing can only make some pocket money, don't think about making a lot of money with it."

"I understand."

Back home in the evening, Tao Yushu calculated the money he spent today. Five pieces of furniture cost a total of 1,155 foreign exchange coupons and 94 RMB.

"Spending money like water!" She sighed with some distress, and asked Lin Chaoyang: "I heard you tell A Mao that you want to exchange foreign exchange coupons with him. Why do we need so many foreign exchange coupons?"

"I want to buy some antiques for collection. No matter how many foreign exchange coupons there are, it is not too much.

And there is an advantage of buying things with foreign exchange coupons. You don't need to buy things with tickets, which saves time, effort and worry."

Tao Yushu pouted and said reluctantly: "One foreign exchange coupon is equivalent to one dollar and four cents. You don't feel sorry for it, but I do."

Lin Chaoyang smiled and said: "Money is not saved. I spent more money, but I saved trouble and time. I think it's worth it."

"So what if you save time? You are a leader, and you still have to deal with all kinds of things every day?" Tao Yushu said sarcastically.

Lin Chaoyang came close to her, with an ambiguous tone, "With the time saved, we can do something we love. Life is short, and a night of spring is worth a thousand gold."

Tao Yushu blushed, "You started talking nonsense again..."

Before she finished speaking, her lips touched a soft place, and she subconsciously closed her eyes.

Another day, Tao Yumo followed Lin Chaoyang after get off work.

"Brother-in-law, make me a deep-fried mandarin fish."

"Brother-in-law, I want to eat braised pork."

Tao Yumo kept muttering all the way, and helped Lin Chaoyang diligently in the evening cooking. When eating, she turned into a glutton and ate voraciously.

Tao Yushu looked at her sister in this state and couldn't help teasing: "Those who knew you went to school thought you were fleeing from famine."

"You can't blame me for this. It's mainly because my brother-in-law's cooking is so delicious." Tao Yumo's cheeks were bulging, like a hamster.

Lin Chaoyang was very satisfied with his sister-in-law's flattery. He had eaten everything he should have eaten. Isn't it natural to provide some emotional value?

When they were almost done eating, Tao Yumo finally freed his mouth and began to talk about the recent hot events in Yanda.

The hottest one was naturally the poetry recitation organized by the Chinese Department and the May Fourth Literary Society. This group of people held the poetry recitation in the dining hall.

It is said that on the day of the poetry reading, the large dining hall that could accommodate more than 2,000 people was packed with students, and the aisles and entrances were crowded with people.

The student poets of the May Fourth Literary Club came on stage one by one to recite their own poems. After each poem was recited, there would be bursts of applause, and the students responded to them with full enthusiasm.

After nearly three years of development, the May Fourth Literary Club has become the largest student club in Yanzhou. Not only does it rank first among all clubs in terms of number of people, but it also has the greatest influence.

For this poetry recital, the May Fourth Literary Society specially invited several famous young poets to Yanda.

Zhao Zhenkai, Yang Lian, Mang Ke...

The arrival of these poets made the students even more enthusiastic, and the applause was like a tide and lasted for a long time.

The students' applause and love allowed these poets to find a sense of identity, and at the same time, these poets also inspired the students' love for poetry.

In 1981, the craze for poetry on university campuses intensified. Everyone took pride in reading and writing poetry, and many people started student magazines.

As far as Yanda is concerned, students have regarded joining the May 4th Literary Society as some kind of recognition. Whoever joins the May 4th Literary Society is a recognition of their literary talent. It's almost a humiliation.

Tao Yumo had already joined the May Fourth Literary Club in the first semester of her school year, but unfortunately her presence in the literary club had never been strong.

"Brother-in-law, Xiao Cha also recited at the recital the day before yesterday. He said that his poem would be published. Later I asked him and he said that you recommended it to him in "Yenjing Literature"."

Lin Chaoyang looked at his sister-in-law and asked, "What do you mean?"

Tao Yumo took out a few pieces of paper with a playful smile, "This is a poem I wrote myself. Please help me see if I can recommend it to a magazine."

"If you want to announce it, vote yourself!"

"Please show me, wouldn't it be easier for me to pass the manuscript if you're here to check it?"

Unable to bear her sister-in-law's pleas, Lin Chaoyang flipped through her masterpiece.

Tao Yumo's poetry writing style is in line with her age and personality. Several poems are short poems with a fresh and slightly artificial style.

For example, this song "Spring":

The willow silk blows lightly and the petals dance in the wind

The misty drizzle weaves a net, catching the broken time

The sky where swallows fly is filled with poetic dark clouds

I'm looking out from the bridge

Endless tenderness spreads quietly in the soft expectation.

"Brother-in-law, how are you?" Tao Yumo asked Lin Chaoyang impatiently.

After pondering for a moment, Lin Chaoyang said: "Not bad."

"Why is this a good idea? Please tell me in detail." Tao Yumo's expression was full of expectation, and he could barely write the words "praise me well" on his face.

"The writing has a certain beauty, the style is fresh, and the emotions are delicate."

Listening to Lin Chaoyang's praise, Tao Yumo's face smiled like a fat chrysanthemum. He suppressed his smile and said, "Oh, it's not that good. There are many shortcomings."

"Yeah. It's full of words and pretentious, and it does have a lot of flaws."

The smile on Tao Yumo's face froze, "Brother-in-law, why are you like this?"

"What's wrong with me?"

"You praised me just now!" Tao Yumo said aggrievedly.

"I was praising my advantages just now, but I am talking about my shortcomings now. There is no contradiction!"

Tao Yumo looked at him angrily for a while, then took the poem back and said, "Forget it, I won't tell you anymore. You're a novelist, what kind of poetry do you know?"

Lin Chaoyang smiled and didn't care. He wanted to tease his sister-in-law and asked, "Don't you want to publish it?"

Hearing these words, Tao Yumo, who was about to get up, stopped, and couldn't help showing a somewhat expectant expression on his face.

"Can it be published?"

"It's probably not a big problem to submit your name to a municipal publication," Lin Chaoyang said.

Tao Yumo suddenly turned cold, "Huh! Who are you looking down on!"

After saying that, he turned around and went to his room.

Tao Yushu complained: "Why do you think you are teasing her?"

"You're just kidding! In fact, the writing is okay. If you have more true feelings and less pretentiousness, it won't be impossible to publish it."

While the couple was talking, Tao Yumo came out of the room again. He must have lost his temper and asked, "Is investment-level publication really useful?"

Tao Yushu couldn't help laughing, "You are really spineless!"

Tao Yumo argued: "How can this be spineless? I am a beginner, isn't it normal to submit to a municipal publication?"

Tao Yushu shook his head and stopped talking. Lin Chaoyang said, "It will definitely work."

Hearing his answer, Tao Yumo nodded, "Okay, then I'll submit the manuscript. If it doesn't pass, hum..."

The threat of her milky voice is not intimidating, and even makes people want to laugh.

"Is it my fault that you just submitted the article?"

"How come it's not your fault? You can recommend the poems written by Xiao Cha to others, but when it comes to me, you don't help me to change them, and it hurts my confidence."

"It's not you who asked me to check things for you. I'm seeking truth from facts!"

"Then you...then you..." Tao Yumo looked aggrieved, "Can't you change it for me?"

"If I modify it for you, what progress will it make? Have you ever heard of any writer or poet whose works were modified by others?"

When talking about revising the draft, Lin Chaoyang's expression became serious.

Tao Yumo was a little in awe and muttered: "If you don't want to change it, you won't change it. Why is it so bad?"

"Okay!" Tao Yushu listened for a long time and finally spoke up and said to his sister: "If you really want to publish, then correct your attitude and write your own things well. Don't always count on your brother-in-law."

"Write it yourself, just wait!" Tao Yumo said and went back into the room.

The couple looked at each other and smiled bitterly. Tao Yushu said, "I don't know when this girl will grow up!"