Reborn in 1977

Chapter 476: All Pass

A love story?

Everyone present looked at Chen Fan, but with different expressions.

Some had complex looks, some were very curious, some were indifferent, and some frowned, disapproving.

Chen Fan put down the sunflower seeds he hadn't finished eating, clapped his hands, picked up his teacup and took a sip, cleared his throat, and then calmly said, "Writing such a story was inspired by the leaders' speeches at the CPPCC meeting last month."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's face changed color.

Even those who hadn't taken it to heart just now, and those who had opposed it in their hearts before Chen Fan even opened his mouth, were now staring at him intently.

He Qingsheng also looked surprised. He didn't mention this last night?

Not long ago, from November to December 1977, two meetings were held in the capital. This was a major event that had just happened in the current society.

The discussions in the newspapers were still going on wave after wave.

Taking the meeting as the background, and drawing inspiration from the leaders' speeches, what is this?

This is impeccable pedigree!

Next, they wanted to hear how this love story could be related to the leaders' speeches?

Chen Fan continued, "In Marshal Hua's speech, he expressed the policy tone of re-emphasizing the united front and uniting overseas Chinese. It was in this context that I wondered if I could write a story about two families, one from mainland China and one from overseas, to express the idea of mending rifts and reconciliation."

"After setting the main plot, I started to conceive the main characters and the background of the two families. At this time, I thought, one domestic, one overseas, separated by more than ten years, and now they are reunited. What kind of background is more contradictory and dramatic than the families of the Red and Blue armies?"

Hearing this, most people began to nod slightly.

First set the tone, then set the main line, now it seems that there is no problem. Even the choice of the protagonist's family background is very normal.

Any writer present would have chosen this!

Chen Fan was still talking eloquently, recounting the outline of the novel's plot, and finally said, "This is my creative idea and background for this novel. Whether it is feasible or not, and whether it can be published smoothly after it is written, is still hard to say."

He Qingsheng looked at him and said, "Admittedly, this subject matter is very risky, so I will carefully review the manuscript after you write it."

After a pause, he smiled again, "In the past, I usually published your manuscripts without changing a word, but for this article, I hope you are prepared to revise it repeatedly. However, as long as it is revised well and sent out, I believe it will definitely cause a sensation in the national literary world."

Chen Fan smiled, "Understood, I will revise it as you say."

At this time, Old Guo said from the side, "Xiao Chen, even if this article can be published smoothly, you must be prepared, because most likely many people will write articles to scold you."

Old Xu nodded in agreement on the opposite side, and smiled at Chen Fan, "Your idea can actually avoid love completely, and focus on the grievances and hatred of the family."

He looked at the others again, "Of course, choosing the topic of love is not to say that it is completely impossible, but just like what Old Guo said, you have to be prepared to be scolded."

Another female representative also nodded, and said softly, "It's earth-shattering."

They started the discussion, and others began to join in.

Some people agreed, saying that the old era has passed and the new era has come, and there should be no more restrictions like in the past.

Naturally, some people also expressed opposition, but since they were all their own people behind closed doors, they didn't speak so impulsively, but expressed concern about this subject matter.

Some people earnestly offered suggestions, "Even if you want to write, the focus should still be on the love of the Party and the country, and write as little as possible about small love, or better not write about it."

After they all expressed their opinions, He Qingsheng looked at Chen Fan and asked with a smile, "Xiao Chen, what do you think?"

Chen Fan pursed his lips and smiled, and said, "I still want to write according to my own ideas."

He looked at the others and smiled, "I will also keep in mind the opinions and suggestions of all the seniors, and I will try to pay attention when writing."

After a pause, he said again, "Of course, I am also prepared to be scolded. It's just that, … …"

Speaking of this, he turned to look at He Qingsheng, "Although I have published a few articles and have a little fame, I am still just a tender newcomer in front of many old seniors."

As soon as these words came out, the conference room, which had just been relatively serious, suddenly burst into laughter.

Even those who did not agree with his creative ideas at this time were at least not disgusted with him. This young man's character is still very good. He can hardly see the arrogance and impetuosity of being famous at a young age. He can be associated with.

Chen Fan smiled and continued, "I heard that in the past, if newcomers wanted to become famous, they either wrote rebellious articles or found a celebrity to criticize. I dare not do the kind of thing of finding famous seniors to criticize, so let's write something rebellious, maybe I'll become famous!"

He Qingsheng smiled dumbly, "If you really want to become famous, just put you … …"

Halfway through his words, he saw Chen Fan's bitter smile, so he laughed and, ignoring the curious expressions of the others, turned to say, "Okay, your mentality is good, keep it up. We writers should be like this. As long as it is good and positive, we must firmly express our thoughts and not be afraid of those outside gossips. … …"

… …

At 9 am the next day, still in this conference room, the conference table was changed from rectangular to desk-style.

The front row was the leaders, and the others sat below, including the leaders and staff of the various institutions of the Jiangnan Provincial Writers Association, which was about to be established, but these people basically sat in the back row.

Sitting in the front row were the other small leaders of the Writers Association, Propaganda Department, and Culture Department, except for those on the rostrum, as well as writer representatives from various regions of Yunhu.

Chen Fan sat in the middle row near the edge, listening to this speech and then listening to that speech.

When the speech reached the emotional part, many people were moved, and some even took out handkerchiefs to wipe their eyes.

It's just that Comrade Xiao Chen didn't have that experience and couldn't empathize, so he could only try to look solemn and integrate into it.

It was not easy to wait until He Qingsheng, as the newly appointed chairman of the Jiangnan Provincial Writers Association, announced the official resumption of the establishment of the National Writers Association Jiangnan Provincial Branch, and the audience burst into warm applause.

After the applause stopped, He Qingsheng sat on the rostrum and said sternly, "The old era has passed and the new era has arrived. In the days of bidding farewell to the old and welcoming the new, we must not only find the old members, but also open the door wide to accept new members."

After a pause, he said softly, "However, due to the urgency of time, coupled with the great obstacles encountered in literary creation over a long period of time, this obstacle has also had a great negative impact on the emergence of new literary talents, so it is difficult to find qualified new members."

As he spoke, he looked at Chen Fan with a smile on his face. "Fortunately, in the past 77 years, the Jiangnan literary scene has seen the meteoric rise of a young talent. He is none other than Comrade Chen Fan, who became a columnist for our 'Jiangnan Literature' magazine with just one article."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone from the leaders to the ordinary staff at the back of the Writers Association began to applaud.

Chen Fan had indeed earned immense prestige for the Jiangnan literary scene.

Although the course correction had begun at the end of the year before last, literature was not so easily revived.

Some of the veteran comrades who had returned to their posts had to rebuild their units from scratch, while also working tirelessly to extricate old friends from their predicaments. Naturally, they didn't have much time for creative writing. The younger generation of authors, on the other hand, faced significant limitations in terms of life experience, writing skills, and creative ideas.

As a result, every 'immature' article was given special attention by various magazine publishers.

Unfortunately, even such immature articles were rare. More often than not, they were still relying on that batch of older authors with limited writing skills to keep things afloat.

Therefore, all the literary magazines were currently 'thirsty for talent,' hoping to discover a few outstanding seedlings from among the newcomers.

And 'Jiangnan Literature' was lucky. Before it was even officially relaunched, it received a submission from Chen Fan. He Qing-sheng strongly advocated for its publication, and after the magazine was released, it became an instant hit.

Originally, 'Jiangnan Literature' magazine was only distributed in a few surrounding provinces, but now it has gradually opened up the national market. Many Xinhua bookstores in other provinces have taken the initiative to place orders, and countless readers are subscribing to the magazine through local post offices.

What's even more commendable is that, in addition to the novel 'On the Field of Hope,' Chen Fan has also published several short stories, which have been very well-received by readers, proving that he is not a 'Cheng Yaojin' who relies on one book and only has three tricks up his sleeve.

With Chen Fan around, it proves that the Jiangnan literary scene has successors. This is also the most fundamental reason why the writers' representatives from various regions have expressed goodwill towards him.

Otherwise, since ancient times, 'writers have looked down upon each other,' and many people especially like to flaunt their seniority. How could they so easily accept a newcomer?

Unless he can bring glory to the collective!

It is also for this reason that those writers' representatives are so worried about Chen Fan's choice of new subject matter.

Even the few representatives who opposed his writing at yesterday's discussion meeting are already preparing to engage in literary battles with their counterparts from other provinces. As the saying goes, 'Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated.' They plan to thoroughly research after returning from this meeting, first sorting out all their opposing opinions, and then refuting them one by one. They will definitely defeat those outsiders, leaving them in disarray and utter defeat!

In contrast, later on, literary magazines in other provinces and cities published articles of excellent quality, but they were all published under pen names.

The Jiangnan literary scene declared: If you have the ability, don't use a pen name, try using your real name!

Other magazines: Those pen names are all Chen Fan's, only an idiot would reveal their real name!

In view of this, many literary enthusiasts across the country felt that those good articles published under pen names should be the work of some veteran writer in their province, just to launch them to compete with Chen Fan. Otherwise, how could there be so many more than a dozen newcomers with excellent writing skills all of a sudden?

It is clearly a case of 'bullying the weak with the strong.'

Therefore, many people expressed their appreciation for those articles published under pen names, but only limited to the articles themselves. As for the authors, it's best not to mention them!

Bah, shameless old codgers.

Only Chen Fan, who uses his real name and even publishes his address, is a true young writer!

It was under these circumstances that almost everyone was applauding and cheering for Chen Fan.

When the applause subsided, He Qing-sheng looked left and right at the leaders, and seeing them all nodding in agreement with smiles on their faces, he also smiled and continued, "So, taking advantage of this opportunity, I suggest that we convene the first new member review meeting since the Writers Association was re-established. As Chen Fan's recommender for membership,"

He took a piece of paper from his briefcase. "This is Chen Fan's membership application form. Uh, let me read out Chen Fan's basic information: Name: Chen Fan, Pen name... Major published or released works: Novel 'On the Field of Hope,' Short stories..."

Everyone else listened attentively, while also being surprised by Chen Fan's age and his actual job. It turned out that Chen Fan was actually a doctor, and he was the one who invented that first aid method? Under such circumstances, he was still able to create such outstanding works?

Etc. etc. etc.

And Chen Fan himself was also dumbfounded. Who wrote this membership application form? How come I don't know about it?

After He Qing-sheng finished reading, he put the application form aside, cleared his throat twice, and looked left and right, "What do the two leaders think?"

They had already communicated about this matter a few days ago, so of course they said it was good.

He Qing-sheng then proceeded with the process in a serious manner, "Now we will proceed with the vote. The members of this review committee are..."

After a series of procedures, Chen Fan was successfully accepted as a member of the Jiangnan Provincial Branch of the National Writers Association with a unanimous vote.

After the enthusiastic congratulatory applause, He Qing-sheng glanced at Old Guo.

Old Guo received the signal and immediately cleared his throat, attracting everyone's attention. Then, he raised his head, straightened his chest, and said in a serious tone, "That's right. Chairman He also said just now that the biggest problem in the literary scene across the country is the lack of successors. And we in Jiangnan Province are fortunate to have the rise of young writers represented by Comrade Chen Fan, which is very rare.

It so happens that in March, a meeting to re-establish the National Writers Association will be held in the capital. I personally feel that this is the best stage to showcase the Jiangnan literary scene and the new generation of Jiangnan writers.

I personally suggest that Comrade Chen Fan be recommended to attend the meeting in the capital as a young writer. At the same time, I am personally willing to act as a recommender to recommend him to join the National Writers Association and become a national member."

He Qing-sheng nodded with a solemn expression, "Vice Chairman Guo's suggestion is very good, blah blah blah..."

All the members of the Writers Association and the leaders of relevant units agreed very much, applauding again and again, expressing their approval of Chairman He, their care for Comrade Chen Fan...

The senior reporter from Jiangnan Daily, who had been taking notes in the corner, quickly reminded his colleague, "Quickly shoot with the camera."

The photographer was very reluctant and said in a low voice, "I've already shot a tape."

The reporter said, "I was careless just now, thinking it was just a routine matter. I didn't expect there to be ups and downs. This is the climax, it's a pity to miss it! If this scene is broadcast on TV, it will definitely be a hit!"

Although the photographer was very helpless, they also had the responsibility of collecting materials for Jiangnan TV Station, and he also knew that this segment was indeed more outstanding than the materials he had shot before, so he reopened the camera to start shooting.

At the same time, he didn't forget to raise the camera hanging around his neck, clicking and clicking non-stop.

Especially that young man who was the center of the topic... tui, we both have two shoulders and one head, why are you so handsome? And so smart?

What?

He is the author of "On the Field of Hope"? Then it's okay.

Idol, I have to take a few more pictures!