Chinese entertainment for engineering students

"Second brother, you said last time that Professor Jin and his colleagues have finished making a CD. Let me give you a listen first. It has just been finished. I will go to the listening room to listen to it. Are you coming?" Zhou Yi took a CD that he had just made. The white plate stood at the door of the reception room and shook it at Wang Xu.

"Listen first, just leave me a plate later. I'm entertaining guests right now." Wang Xu waved his hand, indicating to Zhou Yi that he could do whatever he wanted, and then turned around and smiled apologetically at Editors Yang and Hong.

"You're into music, painting and novels, so you're really not busy enough." Yang Xinlan took a sip of milk tea. She fell in love with it from the first time she drank it. Unfortunately, it was too expensive. She really couldn't bear to drink her salary.

Fortunately, she can have a cup of milk tea every time she comes here. This little surprise makes her like coming here very much. So she likes to run here when she has nothing to do. Last time, she delivered the second contemporary issue of "The Legend of Wukong".

This time, even letters from readers were sent by Editor Yang herself, which made their editorial office think that she was attracted to Wang Xu. It turned out later that it was a mistake. It turned out that she fell in love with milk tea.

Yang Xinlan is a very literary girl. As an editor, literature and art is her major, but she is more interested in literature.

As for Editor Hong, he was here as a coolie today and was brought in by Yang Xinlan to move things, but he is still the same now, enjoying the fragrant milk tea with a smile.

Anyway, they had nothing to do after get off work, so it was nice to just drop by and chat with Wang Xu. It was also quite interesting.

The milk tea here at Wang Xu is not served in paper cups like those of later generations, but in pretty mugs with cream bubbles on top. No pearls, no pearls, no pearls. Say important things three times.

There was nothing I could do, because I couldn't buy straws. There were no thick straws to buy in the entire imperial capital. There are only thin transparent tubes, which are easily deflated and of very poor quality.

It is impossible to find a seller for such high-end thick straws unless you go to Xiangjiang to purchase them. That would be too exaggerated.

The main raw material of plastic straws commonly used in later generations is polypropylene, and this material is processed by the polymerization of ethylene. Ethylene is the basic raw material for almost all plastic materials, mostly derived from the cracking of petroleum.

Without vinyl, all plastic products would be wishful thinking. This is true for the straws that Wang Xu is obsessed with now, the disposable plastic lunch boxes that he has complained about countless times, and even the foam plastic lunch boxes.

It was not until the mid-1990s that several very large ethylene projects in China were completed and put into production that the domestic plastic shortage could be truly solved.

But now, if you wait a little longer, the foundation is not strong, the ground is shaking, and if nothing else, you can't even drink milk tea.

Wang Xu looked at Yang Xinlan opposite, sipping milk tea with a look of enjoyment on her face, and couldn't help but secretly laugh. Who would have thought that this vigorous and masculine editor could actually have such a feminine side.

Yang Xinlan came here for two purposes. One was to send letters from readers, and the other was to invite new manuscripts.

"The Legend of Wukong" has still caused quite a stir among young people. Its unique writing style, fully conversational structure, and subversive interpretation of Journey to the West can be said to be the first of its kind.

Moreover, this novel written by Wang Xu has a unique middle-class temperament from the original author, which is particularly able to arouse the enthusiasm of young people, and at the same time has Wang Xu's own literary youthful pretentiousness.

The content is a mixture of Journey to the West and "The Legend of Wukong", so the writing inevitably contains some nonsensical and absurd expressions.

All in all, this is a very experimental novel, which is also an important reason why "Contemporary" finally chose to publish it.

"Contemporary" magazine actually chooses realism themes as its main topics. At the same time, it also pays special attention to the innovation of literary genres. Wang Xu's version of The Legend of Wukong actually only meets the second criterion.

Its subject matter should belong to the fantasy genre. This genre has almost no place for survival in China in this era. Neither readers nor editors pay attention to this type of subject matter.

This is also the reason why the discussion in "Contemporary" was quite intense at that time. In the end, Director He Qihan defied all opinions and included this somewhat strange novel.

By the way, Director He is still the director of "White Deer Plain". That is to say, this year, Director He also defied all opinions and included the later famous "White Deer Plain" and became a legend.

The discussion among the editors was fierce, and the readers would only add a new word. As soon as "The Legend of Wukong" was published, it triggered discussions among countless readers. Some people loved it, but even more hated it.

Especially many traditional writers and critics, after reading it, they felt like they had a lump in their throats and couldn't vomit.

As a result, a large number of letters from readers poured in to express their opinions. What's more, some influential senior literary figures have begun to publish articles in newspapers and periodicals to criticize it.

Wang Xu once asked Editor Yang to help read readers' letters and not send them if they were not important. After all, Wang Xu's energy was not here, and Shuimu was already too busy with things there.

But this time the commotion was really big, and almost a sack of letters was collected. Editor Yang was really helpless, so he had no choice but to drag Hong Qingbo and ride a bicycle to carry it over himself.

I had to ask the doorman to help carry all this in. Even Yang Xinlan's small frame couldn't carry the large bag of letters.

Wang Xu also has a headache. How can he have the energy to watch this? Could he follow Zheng Yuanjie and buy a house and keep a letter? As for someone writing an article to criticize, that's not a problem. It doesn't hurt. As long as you don't read it, it didn't happen.

Forget it, let's hire someone later. Wang Xu left this troublesome matter to Wang Jinghua while he chatted leisurely with Editor Yang.

Yang Xinlan was born in the literature department of a prestigious university and worked as an editor for one of the best literary magazines for several years. Her job was to read.

So her knowledge is really extraordinary, and she can easily handle any topic related to literature.

Wang Xu especially likes this kind of communication atmosphere and talks with such professionals. This kind of very equal communication always makes him feel that he has benefited a lot.

An important reason why he has always taken in various wandering artists is to maintain a pure pursuit of art.

Wang Xu knew that it would be easy for him to make money, but things that were too easy would make people lose their awe. From the outside, it seemed that such people were easily distracted, impetuous, and even more likely to not know their last name.

Most netizens of later generations have this problem, especially those celebrities and big Vs. Their success often comes very suddenly and has many metaphysical characteristics.

The shallowness of online information makes them mistakenly believe that their success comes from their own strength, exaggerate their erudition, and always feel that they can express their opinions on anything. It is inevitable that they will overturn in the end.

Our ancestors' words of caution are words of caution gained from many years of experience, and they should be taken seriously.

Wang Xu now feels a little like walking on thin ice, as if facing an abyss.

He has become less and less afraid to express his opinions casually, because his influence has reached a level that he has never thought of. Things he casually says may become reality, such as the art festival he casually talks about.

Fortunately, Wang Fei doesn't like to talk, let alone point fingers at others. Wang Xu is also kind to others and doesn't cause trouble.

Wang Fei prefers to live her own life, where she can play and make noise when it's time. As long as others don't mess with her, she can live a happy life.

Otherwise, if she likes to give pointers or gossip, the public opinion environment she faces outside may be ten or a hundred times more troublesome than it is now.

The two editors drank tea and chatted with Wang Xu, and the time passed slowly. Wang Xu still refused the invitation to write a novel. He didn't even have time to draw now, so he didn't want to continue working on the novel. He just agreed. Go back and write your reply to the reader.

Finally, Wang Xu and Wang Fei invited the two editors to have a quick dinner, and asked them to see if there were any writers floating in the imperial capital who could stay with Wang Xu or work on their creations here.

As a writer, you don’t need much space, just a table and a chair. You can say that you are the cheapest artist.

Except for Shuo Ye, there are really few writers visiting Wang Xu's courtyard, and his writing style is still a bit lacking. Wang Xu thinks that he can make up for it. He still has many story ideas, and maybe he can find someone to write them.

It's not uncommon to be a ghostwriter these days, otherwise there would be so many manuscripts for the magazines in the train station.

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(See you tomorrow)