Back to 80: My Literary Life

Fang Minghua and the others arrived in the afternoon of the next day and checked into the Purple Jade Hotel directly as arranged by the Writers Association.

It is said that there are about 370 writers participating in the Youth Entrepreneurship Association this time, the youngest is 21 years old, and 59 of them have won national literary awards.

The meeting was held in the Great Hall of the People. Under the arrangement of the Writers' Association, more than 300 youth representatives rushed to Tiananmen Square by bus. They were also accompanied by leaders of the Youth League Central Committee, the Writers' Association, and a large number of media reporters.

Fang Minghua and others took a bus to the Great Hall of the People from five provinces in the northwest. Compared with North China and Southeast China, the number of young writers from the northwest was a little smaller. Even Qin Province, which is known as a cultural province, came to participate in the Youth Entrepreneurship Conference. It just barely reaches the average.

After ten years of reform and opening up, the southeast coastal economy has developed rapidly and its cultural heritage has gradually emerged. Yanjing in North China has always been an important town for literati and writers.

The five northwest provinces are also proud of themselves. Although you are many in number, we are the best. Fang Minghua from Qin Province is the only young writer to win the Contradictory Literature Award!

In addition, Fang Minghua and Jia Pingwa are also the only writers here to win foreign literary awards!

I am proud beyond words.

Several buses rushed to the Great Hall of the People. As soon as Fang Minghua got off the bus, he heard someone calling him: "Teacher Fang!"

Looking back, it was Li Hongying.

Fang Minghua smiled and said: "Hongying, you come to the meeting too!"

"Yeah. Yu Hua and the others are over there."

Fang Minghua followed Li Hongying to another bus, which contained several young writers he was familiar with.

Yu Hua, Chen Hong, Chi Zijian, Liu Zhenyun, and Mo Yan were all students in the writer’s graduate class of Yan Normal University.

Some of these were students from the original Lu Academy seminars, and some were representatives who had participated in two literary seminars held in Xijing and Huashan. They had all received more or less guidance from Fang Minghua.

For a while, "Teacher Fang, Teacher Fang" kept shouting.

Fang Minghua said hello next to him.

"I also saw He Liwei and Qian Yuliang. I called them over." Li Hongying was a very lively girl and immediately ran to another bus.

At this time, Qian Yuliang and Liao Runbo were chatting together. They lived in the same dormitory in the Luyuan workshop and had a very good relationship.

Qian Yuliang seemed very excited during this meeting.

"Brother Liao, how are you doing at Western University? I saw that your article "Who Opened the Door" was very good. Compared with your original novel, there is a lot of improvement."

"Read more and you will always improve. Yu Liang, I see you have published two essays. Do you focus on prose?"

"Well, I'm more interested in prose."

"Good prose is also very impressive. Wang Zengqi's prose is very good. Your style is somewhat similar to his."

"He is a famous writer, but I am far behind."

The two were chatting when they saw Li Hongying running over: "Qian Yuliang, Liao Runbo, Teacher Fang are over there, and Yu Hua and the others are also there. Why don't you go over and have a chat? I'll go find He Liwei."

Seeing the girl leaving in a hurry, Qian Yuliang said quickly: "Brother Liao, let's go see Teacher Fang."

"I came with him."

The two of them talked as they walked.

"Does Teacher Fang still teach you?"

"Starting this semester, he started talking."

"Then you are happy."

Soon a large number of young writers gathered around Fang Minghua.

At this time, two more young men came over.

"Teacher Fang, Teacher Fang."

It turned out that the young man came over.

It's Su Tong and Ge Fei.

Fang Minghua smiled and shook hands with the two of them: "I knew you two would definitely come. If you don't come, this Youth Entrepreneurship Association will lose its luster."

"Teacher Fang, you've thanked me for your praise. Now that you are no longer the editor-in-chief, we have lost a teacher who can give us guidance and help." Ge Fei's tone was regretful.

Five years ago, my first novel was published under the careful guidance of Fang Minghua.

At this time, Yu Hua intervened and said with a smile: "I said Ge Fei, don't be sorry. Even if Teacher Fang is not the editor-in-chief, if you send him the novel you wrote, he will still revise it for you, right, Teacher Fang?" "

Damn it!

Yu Hua, are you throwing bricks at me?

Fang Minghua cursed in his heart, but said that as long as you are willing, I will try my best.

"Teacher Fang, what about mine?"

He speaks Northeastern dialect.

It turned out to be Chi Zijian.

I said, girl, what are you doing here to cause trouble?

You will also win the Contradiction Literature Award in the future.

When Chi Zijian made a fuss, the rest of the people also started to make noises, saying that they would send the novels they wrote to Fang Minghua for reading in the future, and you couldn't refuse.

The lively scene here immediately attracted the attention of people nearby, and even the accompanying reporters quickly pointed their cameras here.

This is a big news for this Youth Entrepreneurship Conference.

It is unheard of for a group of young writers to call another young man of their own age as their teacher and send him their own articles for revision.

Fortunately, the staff urged the young writers to enter quickly, and everyone wanted to walk up the steps in front of the Great Hall of the People.

Fang Minghua went with Wang Anyi.

Wang Anyi is older than Fang Minghua, so naturally she will not join a group of young people younger than her in making noise.

"Minghua, I really have you. Not to mention your excellent writing, so many people call you "teacher". In this regard, no one else can compare with you." Wang Anyi said with emotion.

"Sister An Yi, I really don't deserve to be called a teacher." Fang Minghua was very clear in her mind: "Look at them, Yu Hua, Mo Yan, Su Tong, Ge Fei. Which one is not talented? Without me, they would still become famous writers. I just helped them avoid a little detour."

"It's not easy to help people avoid taking detours. Teaching, learning and solving problems, as long as I can do one of them, I think I am a teacher!"

The two walked and talked. After walking down the stairs and preparing to enter the door, Fang Minghua accidentally turned around and saw a young man in a wheelchair slowly driving towards this side.

Shi Tiesheng!

"Sister An Yi, Tiesheng is here, let's help him lift the wheelchair up." Fang Minghua said, and shouted to Yu Hua who had already walked into the hall: "Yu Hua! Tiesheng is here, help lift the wheelchair down."

"Okay." Yu Hua turned around and walked down the stairs with several young people next to him, and lifted Shi Tiesheng up the stairs with his wheelchair.

Shi Tiesheng hurriedly expressed his gratitude.

"Minghua, I didn't want to come at first. I would cause trouble to others if I went out, but the Writers Association called and said that I had to come to the meeting."

"What's the big deal? You should come. You have to attend the literary evening on December 31st!" Fang Minghua said.

"Teacher Fang, I saw the program today. Tiesheng not only has to attend, but also has to recite a passage on stage." Yu Hua interrupted.

"Ah? Really?" Shi Tiesheng was very surprised.

"Of course you have to go on stage. If you don't go on stage, who can go on stage?" Fang Minghua said with a smile.