The Hong Kong cultural circles tour group that Xu Jiasheng has recruited this time, including Kang Jianfei and Shao Yifu, has only eight people.

Jin Yong was received by the No. 1 leader last year, so naturally he didn't have to go to Beijing again this time. Ni Fu was a fleeing Hong Kong from the north. He has always been a lot of slandering words to the Celestial Empire. In the future, he was even more frightened to immigrate overseas when he returned to Hong Kong. Naturally, he dared not come to Beijing to meet the saints.

As for Yishu and other petty-bourgeois female writers such as Lin Yanni, they were not interested in political matters and would not go to the mainland no matter how Xu Jiasheng lobbled.

As for those cultural figures with a lower level or a slightly smaller reputation, although Xu Jiasheng invited them, it would inevitably make Shao Yifu and Kang Jianfei unhappy because it would reduce the confidentiality of the trip.

The visiting group of Beijing took a special plane arranged by Xinhua News Agency's Hong Kong Branch, led by Xu Jiasheng's female secretary Ji Xiaoyue. Since Kang Jianfei was not familiar with other members, Ji Xiaoyue specially introduced to Kang Jianfei before boarding the plane.

"Mr. Kang, this is Mr. Zhao Shaoang, the master of the Lingnan School of Painting..." Ji Xiaoyue pointed to an old man with white hair and said that the old man looked at at least 80 years old.

"Hello, Mr. Zhao!" Kang Jianfei spoke a little respectfully for the sake of respecting the elderly, but he still shook hands with Zhao Shaoang with one hand.

What Kang Jianfei didn't know was that standing in front of him was a national treasure painter. In 1930, Mr. Zhao's paintings won the gold medal at the Belgian International Expo. He taught at the University of Lizi, Harvard and Berkeley in the United States. Now his works have been circulated in more than 20 countries around the world. In the past few years, Zhao Shaoang held solo exhibitions in Taipei, Hong Kong and Beijing respectively, which can be said to be a masterpiece between the two sides of the Taiwan Strait and the three regions.

But he has specialized in his profession. Kang Jianfei is good at film and music, and he can only make a few graffiti similar to romance in art. He has never heard of any Lingnan School of Painting.

"Hello, young man, I've watched your movie." Mr. Zhao Shaoang smiled.

Kang Jianfei asked, "I wonder which movie Mr. Zhao has read?"

Zhao Shaoang smiled and said, "I watched "The Little Little Man" with my great-grandson. It was very interesting to shoot."

After a few greetings with Zhao Shaoang, Ji Xiaoyue introduced others to Kang Jianfei and Shao Yifu, including Gao Lijie, Chen Xiuyan, Wei Han and others, who are all famous celebrities in the field of culture and art in Hong Kong.

When he boarded the plane, Kang Jianfei felt the smell. Everyone in the imitation Beijing group focused on Zhao Shaoang. Even Shao Yifu made a "please" gesture and said, "Old Zhao. Please invite first!"

"Then I'm not polite!" Zhao Shaoang didn't push back and forth, and with the help of his relatives, he took the lead in stepping on the hanging ladder.

Seeing Shao Yifu's low posture, Kang Jianfei asked Ji Xiaoyue in a low voice, curiously, "Miss Ji, what is the origin of this Mr. Zhao?"

Ji Xiaoyue explained: "One of the founders of the Lingnan School of Painting, a world-famous painter. He held a personal painting exhibition in the capital two years ago, and several central leaders visited it in person."

"Cough, so that's it." Kang Jianfei coughed to hide his ignorance.

It is probably because Zhao Lao Nian is already in his prime and then closed his eyes and pretended to sleep after the plane took off.

Kang Jianfei sat in the back row of Shao Yifu and whispered: "Boss Shao. Congratulations to Miss Hong Kong for winning the ratings."

Kang Jianfei's congratulations sounded like a mess to Shao Yifu. The Hong Kong Miss, who had been in charge for more than ten years, only won the newly founded Dongjie, and this was a loss in Shao Yifu's opinion.

However, Shao Yifu is still very well-educated. Although he was unhappy, he still smiled and said, "Your Miss Dongfang is also good, that Li Zhi is quite promising."

The two of them started chatting like nothing was like during the holidays. They gradually got to the topic of going to the capital.

"Xiaokang, what do you think of the Sino-British negotiations?" Shao Yifu relied on his seniority in his name.

Kang Jianfei didn't care, after all, the other party was old enough to be his grandfather. He said: "As long as you are not stupid, you can see the firm attitude of the Celestial Government. It is impossible for Britain to drive the army to Asia like the Battle of the Horse Island."

"Oh. Why can't Britain fight the second 'Far Island War'?" Shao Yifu asked with interest.

Nowadays, many Hong Kong people are afraid that after the Sino-British negotiations collapse, it is because Britain has just mobilized a large number of troops because of a FA Island. Hong Kong is much more important than the FA Island. It is not guaranteed that the UK will fight another war because of Hong Kong.

Kang Jianfei laughed and said, "Hong Kong is not a Horse Island. People who survive in this land of Hong Kong are not white people. The most important thing is that China is not Argentina. Boss Shao has probably figured it out in his heart this time. Why do you have to test me again?"

"You understand better than many people," said Shaw Yifu applaudingly, "But what would you choose? Now DreamWorks has a box office of at least NT$100 million in Taiwan every year. Are you willing to give up the Taiwan/World market and invest in the mainland?"

Kang Jianfei smiled and stopped talking. The box office of NT$100 million is a relatively conservative algorithm. Last year, 5 movies produced by DreamWorks were released in Taiwan and the total box office was NT$120 million. Among them, it was used to make two black and white lines to close to NT$20 million. DreamWorks' actual income was converted into Hong Kong dollars by only about NT$10 million - this is a very good profit.

After the plane landed in the capital, everyone saw someone holding a sign at the exit of the airport - "Warm welcome to compatriots in Hong Kong's cultural circle."

The person in charge of picking up the airport was a person from the Hong Kong and Macao Affairs Office of the State Council. The leader was about 40 years old, wearing a Zhongshan suit and glasses. Ji Xiaoyue called him "Secretary Zheng" when introducing him.

Several comrades who picked up the plane were all wearing Zhongshan suits. Compared to this, Guangzhou and Zhou were more front-line at this time, and many officials were wearing suits to meet foreign guests and Hong Kong and Taiwan compatriots.

Section Chief Zheng led everyone to the Wanguo Hotel, and had a small dinner that night. Then he announced to everyone the itinerary for the two days: on the first day, visit the People's Literature magazine, visit the famous scenic spots in the capital in the afternoon, and watch the performances of the Oriental Song and Dance Troupe in the evening; on the next morning, meet with the central leaders, have dinner at the State Guesthouse at noon, and have cultural exchanges with fellow mainland colleagues in the afternoon (Shao Yifu and Kang Jianfei went to the Beijing Film Studio to visit, and painters such as Zhao Shaoang naturally communicated with mainland calligraphers and painters); as for the third day, those who have urgent matters can go back to Hong Kong by themselves. If you want to stay, you will have comrades from the Hong Kong and Macau Affairs Office accompany you to visit the famous scenic spots in the capital throughout the journey.

...

After resting in the hotel for a night, Director Zheng came to the Wanguo Hotel early in the morning. After having breakfast with everyone, everyone took a bus to the People's Literature magazine.

Why visit the People's Literature magazine?

Because Kang Jianfei and his party are from the Hong Kong cultural circle, the Hong Kong and Macau Affairs Office arranged a visit to the People's Literature magazine, mainly to prove to Hong Kong compatriots that the mainland today will not be guilty of words like before, and will not write an article, draw a painting, or make a movie and be criticized as a counter-revolutionary.

At this time, the editor-in-chief of the People's Literature magazine was Wang Meng. He brought a group of deputy editors and well-known writers to open a banner at the entrance of the magazine to welcome him.

The old man standing in front of Wang Meng seemed particularly prominent, and he was Mr. Ba Jin, who is currently the chairman of the Writers Association.

When the Hong Kong Cultural Circle visited the Beijing Group, Mr. Zhao Shaoang was naturally at the forefront, followed by Shao Yifu, who was second-class, and Kang Jianfei was walking behind like a follower.

As soon as the people on both sides met, before Section Chief Zheng introduced each other, he saw Mr. Jin holding Zhao Shao'ang's hand and laughed heartily: "Brother Shuyi (Zhao Shao'ang's character) I can't blame you this time. I will pay back the calligraphy and painting I owe me!"

Zhao Shaoang was also very happy when he saw Ba Jin. He held his hand and smiled: "I met Brother Xian again. It seems that he would not be able to return to Hong Kong if he didn't move his pen and draw it."

OK, the two old men turned out to be old acquaintances, and the exchange between the two sides of the Taiwan Strait instantly turned into the rhythm of happy meetings between old friends.

However, since the people leading the two sides are friends, the atmosphere of communication will be much more harmonious.

All the people in front of us are literati and poets. Kang Jianfei, a fake writer who wrote two novels, couldn't get into it, and just followed them around like a soybean.

Editor-in-chief Wang Meng took everyone to visit "People's Literature" in recent years, focusing on some ideological breakthroughs, including scar literature that reflects the catastrophe of ten years. The subtle meaning of this move is: You see, we can even write articles from the ten years of movement, so you Hong Kong cultural people don't have to worry about it. After Hong Kong's return, there will be the same freedom of speech and freedom of creation.

It was almost noon in the blink of an eye. Before the People's Literature magazine was entertaining everyone for dinner, Wang Meng took the initiative to say: "Everyone is from the Hong Kong cultural circle. Today's arrival makes our magazine shine. If Meng does not abandon it, it is better to leave some lines of calligraphy..."

After all, this was a kind exchange. Wang Meng was embarrassed to refuse his request, and everyone said, "Please please, Mr. Zhao!"

Zhao Shaoang is a master of the Lingnan School of Painting. His brushwork is also wonderful. He writes in two ancient poems: "The sound must be consistent with the same sound, and the Tao must be consistent with the same kind."

"Good words and poetry are even more appropriate! Whether in mainland China or Hong Kong, everyone is a fellow practitioner when creating cultural and artistic works." Ba Jin applauded.

After Zhao Shao'ang wrote the inscription, others left behind calligraphy treasures, and even Shao Yifu wrote two ancient poems that suited the scene, and those words were written very beautifully.

In the end, Kang Jianfei was the only one left. Even though he was thicker than the city wall, he still didn't have the nerve to write a stinky word with his brush.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Kang Jianfei finally gritted his teeth and took the pen to write a few crooked words: "I wish the People's Literature will get better and better!"

After Kang Jianfei signed the letter, all the Hong Kong people who came with him turned their faces away, as if I didn't know this person. The writers and editors of "People's Literature" endured their laughter so hard that they felt uncomfortable, fearing that laughing out loud would hurt the face of their Hong Kong compatriots.

Wang Meng, who took the initiative to invite the characters, looked at the "good characters" that had not dried in the pen. His face muscles twitched twice. It took him a long time to come up with a suitable vocabulary and said: "Mr. Kang's characters are very unique!"

PS: I will be in another place in the next few days. Today, this chapter is also a text coded in the hotel. Lao Wang will try to write more.
Chapter completed!