Back to 80: My Literary Life

This, yes.

Fang Minghua happily gave this calligraphy to the girl, and did not forget to write his name and the date of writing.

As soon as this started, other students also asked for it one after another. Fang Minghua did not refuse, and immediately laid out the rice paper and continued writing.

"Red beans are the source of southern China"

Spring comes, send out some branches

I hope you can pick more

This thing is the most lovesick

Entering Wu in the cold rainy night, I see off my guests in Chu Shangu in the morning.

Relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other like a piece of ice in a jade pot.

They are all well-known Tang poems in China.

Every time he wrote a poem, Fang Minghua patiently translated it into English verse, which attracted bursts of applause from the students.

Of course, he did not forget to declare: "All the poetry translations are from the English translation of "Three Hundred Tang Poems" written by the famous Chinese translator Professor Xu Yuanchong, which has been published by Ashley Press. If you are interested, you can check it out.

After writing more than twenty pieces in one breath, which satisfied the wishes of some Chinese calligraphy enthusiasts, Fang Minghua breathed a sigh of relief and was about to take a sip of coffee when he suddenly heard a noisy sound coming from the classroom next door.

What's going on?

He quickly put down his coffee cup and walked over. At the door of the classroom, he saw several white students surrounding the podium, shouting at Yu Rongyi who was standing behind the podium, and they were all excited.

Professor Yu looked calm.

Is this okay? !

"Professor Yu, what's wrong?!" Fang Minghua asked, and when he turned around, he saw two uniformed security guards walking down the corridor.

"Security, someone is making trouble here!" Fang Minghua shouted quickly.

Unexpectedly, after hearing Fang Minghua's words, the two security guards looked at each other and turned around and walked out!

This is so!

Fang Minghua saw another man who looked like a professor passing by the classroom door. He glanced at him and ignored him as he passed by in a hurry. He suddenly understood.

Some people are opposed to Professor Yu Rongyi and other lectures!

He immediately rushed into the classroom and pushed away the white students.

"What are you going to do?!"

"What are you doing? What she said is wrong! We at San Francisco State University do not allow such people to come to our school!" A white student with curly hair said angrily.

"Wrong, what you said is wrong is wrong?!" Fang Minghua stared at him with a threatening tone. "If you think there is something wrong with what she said, you can state your reasons and debate, instead of a bunch of people running to the podium to point fingers!"

“Aren’t you Americans about democracy, freedom, and tolerance?! Is this what you think is right?!”

Looking at the aggressive Fang Minghua, several white students were a little confused.

Suddenly a student shouted: "He is Minghua! Minghua is the author of "Road Spike"!"

When these white students heard this, they surrounded him fiercely.

"What, you want to fight?" Fang Minghua smiled contemptuously and pointed at a few people: "If you dare to touch me, I will send you to prison!"

Several white students, you look at me and I look at you. I have never seen such arrogant Chinese people.

But I really don’t dare to touch it. He is not an ordinary person, but a famous writer!

Let’s not talk about the law, but the huge fan base is too much for them to eat and leave.

Sure enough, the quarrel between a few people attracted a large number of students. Fans of Fang Minghua immediately rushed to help their idol, and the classroom became a mess.

The security guard who had not appeared for a long time finally showed up, followed by a middle-aged man who was the organizer of the event. After comforting the students, he apologized to Yu Rong Yifang and Fang Minghua.

"I'm sorry, Professor Yu Rong Yifang and Mr. Fang. We were not organized well. I'm really sorry." The middle-aged man looked sincere.

Forget it, for the sake of your love for Chinese culture, don’t worry about it.

After driving away the troublesome students, Yu Yifang started her lecture again, and Fang Minghua also left to do his own business next door.

At this moment, Li Li hurriedly walked in with a look of panic on her face: "Minghua, what's wrong? Have you been beaten?" She said and looked at his body carefully.

"No." Fang Minghua said with a smile: "I wish they could punch me twice. A bunch of money is of no use. Please hire some lawyers to play with them."

"You!" Li Li felt relieved immediately.

This time the storm was over, Fang Minghua returned to the calligraphy room, wrote for the students and took out translators, and followed Li Li home after a busy day in the afternoon.

Sitting in the car, the two talked about what happened this morning. Fang Minghua asked: "Lili, are the students in your school of this caliber?!"

"Well, all universities have mixed results. What's more, what Professor Yu said is very sensitive and controversial." Li Li sighed.

"Actually, it's understandable that students are young and impulsive. I just feel that some teachers and security guards, who are supposed to maintain order, turn a blind eye to the situation, which is chilling." Fang Minghua complained.

"Yes. These people violate the most basic moral principles. Academic issues can be debated, but they cannot resort to force, or ignore such atrocities without asking."

"Argument? History is there, how dare they argue?" Fang Minghua sneered: "I didn't want to get involved in this matter anymore, but since you are like this, I will write another one!"

"Writing about Chinese workers building railways?"

"It's not just this. Isn't there Angel Island in San Francisco, where Chinese people were once imprisoned? I will write about this!" Fang Minghua said.

Angel Island is a state park located in San Francisco Bay. The name is beautiful, but it is notorious in history. It was a management station for detaining foreign immigrants on the west coast of the United States, and a place of suffering for the Chinese.

In the early 20th century, many Chinese who came to the United States landed on Angel Island. The old immigration station on the island was where the Chinese settled at that time.

In the 1960s, due to the efforts of a Chinese, it was saved from being demolished. To this day, people can still see the blood and tears poems engraved on the walls of this building by the Chinese who were waiting to enter the United States at that time.

Fang Minghua has never been there, but he decided to take a look.

Just when Fang Minghua was collecting information and preparing to write a novel, Yu Yifang was violently besieged by students at a lecture at the State University. The school's inaction was reported to local newspapers and the Internet. Reporters followed up and immediately aroused the momentum of denouncing San Francisco State University in San Francisco.

Meng Wenda Law Firm also made a public statement, severely condemning the violent incident, and on behalf of Yu Yifang herself, reserved the right to file a lawsuit against the white students for personal attacks on the parties involved and the school.

Later, Fang Minghua called Meng Dawen and found out that it was Yu Yifang herself who leaked it to the media.

I didn't expect that this old lady was also a tough character.

However, Fang Minghua did not like to participate in such public events, so he decided to focus on preparing the novel. In addition to searching for information online and asking Li Li to look for relevant historical records in the school library, Fang Minghua still decided to go to Angel Island to take a look.