1980 My literary era

Xiao Heiyoko's admiration for Lin Weimin reminded him of those star-chasing girls. It was probably in this era that literary people could be so sought after like stars.

She held "People's Literature" and begged Lin Weimin to sign it for her, and vowed: "If Mr. Lin's "Farewell My Concubine" is published in the future, I will definitely buy a hundred copies and give them to everyone I know."

Lin Weimin smiled and said: "Then you can only send it in China, but I'm afraid it won't work in Nihong."

"Then I'll give it away again when "Farewell My Concubine" is published."

Kuro Yoko's words may sound a little silly, but combined with her serious and cute expression, it is difficult for people to question or laugh at her.

Lin Weimin said seriously: "Okay, when "Farewell My Concubine" is published in Nihong, I will give you a hundred copies to give away."

Several other international student friends also talked to Lin Weimin about the novel "Farewell My Concubine".

They studied abroad at Yenching University, and their majors were mainly language and history. In order to learn Chinese and professional knowledge, they usually read a lot of domestic professional works and literary works.

Especially after getting to know Lin Weimin, a young Chinese writer, they became very familiar with contemporary Chinese literature.

"Farewell My Concubine" has had a great impact among readers since its publication, and they have also read it.

A novel with the style and theme of "Farewell My Concubine" is very bold and avant-garde in China today, and in the eyes of foreigners like them, it is also full of curiosity and shock.

This novel's description of "emotion" and "human nature" reaches an extreme, transcending language, race and culture. And there are many elements that are very exotic and oriental mysterious to Westerners, such as Peking Opera, eunuchs, buzz buzz, BL, etc.

With so many eye-catching elements and touching plots, it is easy to imagine how attractive "Farewell My Concubine" is to this group of foreigners.

When they discussed in private, they were all full of admiration and adoration for Lin Weimin.

They were obviously very good friends before, but as soon as "Farewell My Concubine" came out, Mark Meng and others felt that Lin Weimin's image in their minds suddenly became taller, with an awe-inspiring and inviolable temperament.

"Stop, stop, stop!" Lin Weimin waved his hand to interrupt everyone's praise for him, "Let me tell you, everyone, I came here to play with you guys today, not to listen to you flatter me."

After finishing the meaningless flattery, everyone discussed where to go today. Lin Weimin said: "How about we go to Longfu Temple?"

Several foreigners didn't know much about Longfu Temple. Out of trust in Lin Weimin, they got on their bicycles and followed him around Longfu Temple.

Longfu Temple was built in the third year of Jingtai in the Ming Dynasty. It was the only temple in the capital of the Ming Dynasty that had the presence of a Buddhist temple. By the time of the Qing Dynasty, it had completely become a Buddhist temple.

Lin Weimin and his party are going to the market around Longfu Temple today. The Longfu Temple Market appears close to Longfu Temple.

Lin Weimin and his group of six or seven people, several of them foreigners with yellow hair and blue eyes, were riding bicycles through the free market around Longfu Temple, which was extremely eye-catching.

We walked around until noon and passed by the Longfu Temple Snack Bar in the corner of the Longfu Temple Market. We decided to have lunch.

Longfu Temple Snack Bar is said to be a snack bar, but its scale is not small. This is a state-owned hotel with a business area of ​​more than hundreds of square meters. It mainly sells various northern pasta.

Lin Weimin ordered himself a bowl of tofu puffs and a few burnt rings. The marinade was poured on the tofu puffs and sprinkled with chopped green onion and coriander. The marinade and condiments gave off an alluring aroma under the heat, which made people unable to bear it. Great appetite.

It's noon now, which is the busiest time in the store. It's so popular that there are no tables left.

Lin Weimin, Lin, and his party sat at two tables, and one table had two empty seats. It happened that a diner came in at this time.

But the waiter didn't lead them here to share a table, and the diners had no intention of coming over. Instead, Lin Weimin stood up and greeted them, and they came over to form a table.

Mark Meng and the others have been in China for such a long time and know that the Chinese have extremely strict disciplines in diplomacy, and even ordinary people strictly abide by them.

People's taste of food is often related to the environment and time, but has less to do with the taste of the food itself.

Sharing a table with strangers in a crowded snack bar was an unforgettable experience for Mark Meng and the others. They couldn't help but watch Lin Weimin chatting enthusiastically with the diners who were sharing the table even though it was their first meeting. Live joined their conversation.

By the end of the meal, everyone was left with mouths full of oil and made two new friends.

"Lin, I like this snack bar so much!" Yin Geli sighed.

Mark dreamed: "Yeah, I don't know how to describe that feeling. It feels like the distance between us and this country and its people has suddenly been shortened, just like family members."

Lin Weimin smiled and said: "If I use words to describe it, I think this place should be full of human fireworks."

Mark Meng's eyes lit up, "Yes. Lin, you described it so well, 'fireworks in the world'. Oh, what a wonderful language Chinese is! The description is both accurate and full of poetic beauty." "

Lin Weimin doesn't quite understand Mark's climax-like performance. It's just an ordinary description. Is it worth you being so excited?

Xiaohei Yoko also said to Lin Weimin with some excitement: "Mr. Lin, you are truly a famous writer, you are so well-spoken!"

Lin Weimin could only attribute their emotions to the fact that the little foreigner had never seen the world.

"Yoko, don't use idioms randomly in the future. The idioms in our country are all based on allusions. For me, using the words 'exit into chapters' is a bit exaggerated."

"Then what idiom should be used?" Black Yoko asked cutely.

Lin Weimin thought for a while.

Damn, my vocabulary is so scarce that I can’t even find a replacement idiom.

"This is not important. In short, just don't use idioms randomly."

Xiao Hei Yoko thought he had made a fool of himself, and his face became serious, "Lin Jun, I feel your reminder. It seems that there is still a lot of room for improvement in my Chinese attainments. I will definitely read your works again after I go back."

That's not what I meant!

Lin Weimin looked at Xiaohei Yoko's serious face and swallowed back the words he wanted to explain. Forget it, it’s better not to explain. The more you explain, the darker it will become.

At the end of the day's play, before Lin Weimin, Mark Meng and the others left, Mark Meng grabbed him.

"Lin, the last time you published the article "Knives Out" in the "Ellery Quinn Mystery Magazine" received a good response, and their editor sent a letter of invitation. But it has been a few months since I came here. That’s what happened before, are you interested in writing another one?”