That year the flowers bloomed 1981

On the night of the second day, Li Ye habitually took his lunch box and went to the library to study with Wen Leyu.

However, after finding a seat and sitting down, Wen Leyu, the young translator, did not start working immediately. Instead, he handed Li Ye two magazines.

Please help me read these articles and estimate my level.

Ask me to comment on other people's works? Isn't my level not good enough?

Li Ye smiled modestly while taking over Wen Leyu's two magazines.

Wen Leyu said displeasedly: Don't always belittle yourself. My mother has said that you are one of the representative writers among the younger generation in the new era. Anyone who underestimates you will be an insignificant clown. ,

Now Dong Yuejin is a one-sided figure. If you are as keen on participating in various activities as he is, how can anyone dare to challenge you?

Li Ye smiled and did not explain to Wen Leyu.

He has never thought about having in-depth interactions with people in the cultural circle. The reputation and reputation of Seven Inch Blade are all given by readers, so what does it have to do with others?

Li Ye knows very well that as long as he can continue to write works that satisfy readers, even if half of the Writers Association doesn't like his Seven Inch Blade, it will not prevent him from going against the trend and becoming a god in the end.

Wen Leyu opened the lunch box and placed it between himself and Li Ye. He picked and replenished vitamins while waiting for Li Ye to make a comment.

Li Ye opened the two magazines and took a look, finally understanding why Wen Leyu cared so much about these two articles.

Because these two articles, The Death of Li Xiaomao and The Boatman's Three Days and Three Nights, were written by Chai Conan and Wan Zhiyue respectively.

The two of them did not use pen names, they just used their real names.

Sure enough, Wen Leyu was not that generous. After hearing that someone was targeting Li Ye, he immediately started taking action.

In other words, because of The Deserter, she is not allowed to be cool with such people.

Li Ye spent twenty minutes reading these two short stories.

These are two standard scar novels that attack something special, and the lines are full of suppressed grievances and catharsis.

When Wen Leyu saw Li Ye closing the magazine, he quickly swallowed the little orange in his mouth, and then asked Li Ye: How is it?

Li Ye smiled and asked: You must have seen it, what do you think?

Wen Leyu shook his head and said, You know my experience, so I'm not sure whether my evaluation is fair or not.

Li Ye was surprised, and then said: Xiao Yu, I have to admire your rationality and calmness.

In fact, the term scar literature is borrowed from the short story Scar by a certain writer named Lu, to generally refer to literary works that describe the previous special period.

Educated youth who went to the mountains and countryside, as well as young people like Wen Guohua and Wen Leyu, can easily find identification and resonance in this kind of work.

That's why Wen Leyu doesn't evaluate such works, lest his evaluation be biased due to his own psychological factors.

The writing of these two novels is okay, and they are in line with the literary trend in recent years, Li Ye commented: But if we have to evaluate their level, they can only be regarded as average.

Wen Leyu asked seriously: Why can it only be considered average?

Li Yedao: Because there is only the evil of anger in these words, and there is no good of redemption.

Wen Leyu: .

Let me give you two examples!

Seeing that Wen Leyu couldn't understand, Li Ye gave an example and said, You must have seen The White-Haired Girl, right?

Wen Leyu nodded and said nothing. How could she not know The White-Haired Girl?

Li Ye continued: The prototype of Xi'er is real. Don't you think the suffering she suffered in the first half of her life is similar to what is described in these two novels?

But is Dachun in The White-Haired Girl a kind and good person? Has Xi'er been redeemed in the end? Has he waited for the beauty of the world?

If scar literature is a concept, the white-haired girl has to be involved no matter what. Are the scars of Xi'er's era not scars?

But during certain years in the 1980s, it was the object of criticism by many people.

This is a bit ironic.

But in these two stories, The Death of Li Xiaomao and The Boatman's Three Days and Three Nights, there is not a single good person.

Li Ye continued: Good and evil are interdependent. Even in the eighteenth level of hell, there should be good, and in the endless dark night, there must be hidden light.

For example, Xiaoyu, when you were in Qingshui County, did someone secretly repair your house? When the neighbor's aunt saw that you were sick, did she kill the only old hen in the house to make soup for you?

Say what you say, keep talking.

Wen Leyu's eyes were shining brightly, and he held his chin with one hand, urging Li Ye to continue speaking.

Li Ye smiled and said: What else can I say? Some works are just products of the times after all. In more than ten years, except for some very classic works, most of them will be gradually forgotten.

Really? It feels impossible!

Wen Leyu didn't believe it, but what she didn't know was that a few decades later, primary and secondary school students would no longer be able to sing The North Wind Blows, let alone those non-representative works?

Even the author of Scar, after receiving more than 1,000 yuan in royalties, became a Chinese foreigner and almost stopped engaging in related creations.

In the long river of history, there are too many passers-by, and how many waves have been stirred up?

What about the second example?

Wen Leyu obviously didn't feel satisfied, so he chased Li Ye and asked for a second example.

Li Yedao: The second example I am talking about is the Soviet writer Solzhenitsyn. He was seriously injured, and he is also a well-deserved literary fighter.

Solzhenitsyn scolded many people in Sue and was eventually forced into exile, but he was the one who made countless Sue bosses feel ashamed with his pen. You know his award speech when he won the Nobel Prize for Literature was What?

Li Ye was silent for a few seconds, and said in Wen Leyu's expectant eyes: Solzhenitsyn said that the Slavic nation is great, the Slavic people are strong, and Slavic literature is full of power. The whole article is about those who hurt him. Praise for my hometown.”

Wen Leyu looked at Li Ye in surprise, not understanding what Li Ye meant by what he said.

After a long while, he asked: Why?

Li Ye said in a deep voice: Because he loves the land that gave birth to him and raised him. The reason why he created his literary works is not only because of hatred in his heart, but also because of his love for that land.

When he created his literary works, he hoped that the land could become better.

But I didn't see this kind of love in these two works, so why did they create these two works? How could these two works be passed down to future generations?

Li Ye threw the two magazines aside, just like throwing away two rags.

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After Li Ye chatted with Wen Leyu, he quickly forgot about the matter.

But more than ten days later, he was surprised to see an article about The Death of Li Xiaomao and The Boatman's Three Days and Three Nights in the newspaper.

The author signed Wenhua almost copied Li Ye's original remarks, and also used The White-Haired Girl as an example to criticize the lack of humanity in the works of Wan Zhiyue and Chai Conan. Kind.

Li Ye quickly went to find Wen Leyu and asked her if she was Wenhua.

Wen Leyu whispered to Li Ye: That's not me, that's my brother. I originally wrote a manuscript for him to use as a reference, but he just used it to save trouble.

Li Ye: .

Wen Leyu felt somewhat guilty. He grabbed Li Ye's hand and said, I have severely criticized my brother. He also said that he owes you a favor. If you want to blame you, blame me.

What do I blame you for? Li Ye smiled and touched Wen Leyu's head, and said: Whoever belongs to us, mine belongs to you? If you wanted to say it earlier, I could re-write it. Sharper.

Wen Leyu accepted Li Ye's slap on the head with a smile, and then said: My brother said the same thing. He said that we did our duty and didn't provoke anyone, but they named us and said that we were wrong. This matter You must not let it go easily.

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He did his duty and didn't offend anyone, which was considered to be Li Ye's fault.

He just wrote a few novels to earn some royalties, but in the end, someone stepped on his shoulders and pulled his ears, and let it go easily. How could it be possible?

When Li Ye heard Liu Muhan talk about the two people who laughed at him that day and mentioned The Deserter, he knew that this matter was not over.

Regardless of whether Chai Conan and Wan Zhiyue did it intentionally or unintentionally, since they trolled people for no reason, they will definitely receive the retribution they deserve.

If I write about the Anti-Japanese War, about those soldiers who fought bloody battles to plant flowers, what’s wrong with you?

You deserve retribution!

Even without him, Li Ye, taking action, someone would rush to take the lead.

But he didn't expect that this retribution would come so violently.

The publication of Wenhua's review of the article seemed to have sounded the clarion call for charge, triggering a response like a prairie fire.

In just two weeks, at least dozens of articles appeared in major newspapers and periodicals, launching vigorous discussions on the lack of kindness and getting more and more intense.

The center of the discussion was Wan Zhiyue and Chai Conan.

Lao Wan, do you have any news over there? What is going on? Why are everyone targeting us?

I don't know! I asked a lot of people about it, and they all said that this is a normal literary discussion, but if we continue this discussion, we will become famous.

Now we are famous

Chai Kenan held the phone in his hand tightly and gritted his teeth and said, If you think about it again, have you offended anyone recently?

No! Wan Zhiyue said dejectedly: I have checked it out several times. We have never offended anyone with such energy.

If you are not a big shot, is it possible that you are a little shot?

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Seven-inch blade?

Seven-inch blade?

Why does he have it? What qualifications does he have?

The two of them exclaimed at the same time, both in disbelief.

Some people naturally like to preach to others, and always impose their own views of right and wrong on others unilaterally and wishfully, making the other party obey and recognize their spiritual criticism.

Especially a rising star like Li Ye, who is young and has flaws in his works, how can he be qualified to be compared with them?