Although Lin Chaoyang has been treating guests to dinner in recent years, this incident has long formed a tradition in the Chinese literary circle.
Lin Chaoyang did not attend the last Zhuang Chongwen Literature Award, so naturally he did not treat him to a meal.
It makes those award-winning writers very regretful.
This time, Lin Chaoyang finally appeared at the award ceremony. Not only Yu Hua, but also several award-winning writers such as Cheng Zhongshi were looking forward to treating the guests, and even the reporters were curious.
They will definitely not be able to eat when treating guests, but at least they can find out the dishes and go back to the newspaper to report, which is also an interesting thing about awards.
After dealing with the reporter's question, Lin Chaoyang was almost pushed back to the East Courtyard by Yu Hua, Cheng Zhongshi and others, "Cook quickly! Cook quickly!"
"You don't have to worry about having a good meal!" Lin Chaoyang's men said slowly and leisurely, and then sent Yu Hua, "Pick up a few garlic!"
"Okay!"
Yu Hua happily took the garlic.
While working and chatting, a group of people came to the East Courtyard. Today's Xiaoliubukou Hutong is destined to be full of laughter and joy.
"Chaoyang, according to Lao Ma's meaning, let's combine the scope of the Zhuang Chongwen Literature Award in the future to cover the Xiangjiang area? It's rare that the Literature Association is so capable!" Li Tuo asked.
"You should say this in front of Lao Ma."
Lin Chaoyang kept moving his hands while talking, scrambling fish scales.
Li Tuo ignored his sarcasm and said, "This is not easy to do!"
After a while, the conversation between Ma Feng and Li Tuo has spread throughout the East and West Courts, and most of the guests attending the award ceremony have learned about this.
Feng Jicai said, "It's really difficult. After years of development, the mainland and Xiangjiang have already had certain cultural differences. What kind of works are worthy of being shortlisted and winning awards may cause some controversy."
"The key is not this, there are ideological issues. The original intention of Wenshu to co-organize this matter is good.
But publicity, culture, and WJ probably need to communicate. Don’t choose any works that are taboo.
Unfortunately, the Qiandao H incident happened in Hangzhou, otherwise the works of Wandao could have been brought in."
Some media conducted an investigation into the Bay Island people after the incident. The results showed that compared with the Kuril H incident, Bay Island people's opinion had undergone subtle changes in their identity and position.
Everyone simply believes that the tourists in the Qiandao H incident are really innocent, but after all, they are just a few criminals' evil deeds, but they affect thousands of innocent people. How can this not make people sigh?
The kitchen knife in Lin Chaoyang's hand paused for a moment, "It has happened, the criminals have been brought to justice, and it is useless to think about it any more."
Everyone nodded when they heard this. It was indeed useless to think about it.
Lin Chaoyang used a kitchen knife to remove bones from the fish, and then cut two slices of fish into vertical and cut them to the fish skin.
He did not delay his speech while doing his work, "This matter is cautious and is still being discussed. Lao Ma's idea is to nominate separately, but this nomination method is a problem-"
After processing the fish, he threw it into clean water and soaked it. Lin Chaoyangwen wiped his hands.
"The original intention is good, but it is really not easy to do. My idea is to jointly organize a nomination activity with "Xiangjiang Literature".
"This method is good!" Li Tuo and others applauded.
Since its establishment in 1985, "Xiangjiang Literature" has become the leading literary publication in the Xiangjiang region.
It has also greatly promoted literary exchanges between the two sides of the Taiwan Strait and the three regions.
Liu Yi founded "Xiangjiang Literature" and was supported by mainland funds. It was a safe move to hand over this matter to them.
After applauding, Li Tuo thought again: "We in China lack an internationally influential award like the Nobel Prize in Literature. It would be great if the Zhuang Chongwen Literature Award could develop that way."
Lin Chaoyang shook his head, "We have irreconcilable values ​​with the Western world. Ideology is a big obstacle to hosting awards of this scale and influence."
"It shouldn't be that right? We also responded enthusiastically to the Nobel and Oscar awards, right?" someone asked.
"They are game rules and have natural advantages. Of course they are happy to participate, but the right to speak is always in the hands of others.
Is the Olympics a grand event? Last year, Yanjing bid for the Olympics, how much trouble did the West cause us?"
Lin Chaoyang's words made many people present silent. Intellectuals in the 1980s and 1990s had a powerful filter for Western society.
It is also difficult for you to blame them, because the reality seen in their era is that European and American countries dominate the world, freedom, prosperity, and civilization. All beautiful words have become synonymous with European and American countries.
"Instead of pursuing other people's recognition, it is better to enhance our own national and cultural confidence."
Lin Chaoyang's words aroused everyone's contemplation. Seeing this, he quickly smiled and waved his hand, "It's been gone, it's gone!"
Then I brought the topic back, "The world literary award is too far away from us, so it's better to start a award with a pan-China influence first.
The original intention of the Cultural Association is good. Although there will definitely be difficulties in realizing it, you must try it, right?”
"Chaoyang is right. Since it is a good thing, I have to support it no matter what."
Everyone was discussing the actions of the Cultural Association this time, depicting various fantasy ideas, mostly imaginative and without any practical possibility, but it did not hinder everyone's enthusiasm.
The banquet officially began, and Lin Chaoyang's craftsmanship received unanimous praise from everyone.
Cheng Zhongshi asked Lin Chaoyang: "Chaoyang, it has been more than a year since you finished writing the previous novel? Is it time for the new novel?"
Hearing this, everyone's eyes turned to Lin Chaoyang. He picked up a piece of dried fried fish and put it in his mouth to chew it carefully. It was burnt on the outside and tender on the inside, leaving a fragrance on the mouth.
"No, I'm still thinking about writing a story."
After spending more than a year of writing, it is just a normal creative rest for most writers, but it has been a bit long before Lin Chaoyang has been placed.
Li Tuo suggested: "Chaoyang, I think you can write about the changes in China since the Republic of China at a macro level. In recent years, your creative direction is biased towards individual feelings and Western values. It has indeed received good responses overseas, but it has always been a bit different from our local culture."
After Li Tuo said this, the atmosphere present was a bit subtle.
His words are not criticism, but they are definitely not gentle suggestions, especially in front of so many people.
Everyone's eyes were vaguely flowing between Li Tuo and Lin Chaoyang. Lin Chaoyang's face was calm, without any unhappiness, but instead thought seriously.
He said after a while, "It makes some sense."
After getting his affirmation, Li Tuo looked proud, "That's it. Do you think my novels I have studied over the years are in vain?"
As he said that, he showed off again: "It's good to teach you, this year Yanjing Publishing House plans to publish a review collection for me."
Yu Hua, who was standing aside, teased him, "I've written all comments from Teacher Chaoyang, right?"
"What's wrong!" Li Tuo raised his head, "They writers write articles, and we comment on them, which is also a way to add luster to them. I have to thank me if I say it out!"
His tone was humorous, which made everyone laugh.
Lin Chaoyang said with a gustiguishi: "Have you forgotten that you have written novels before?"
Li Tuo was stunned.
Everyone laughed even harder.
After the joke, Li Tuo made another suggestion to Lin Chaoyang. He is now a typical Jiang Lang who has lost all his talents, but his skills are unbearable. If he can't do it himself, he will just go to others.
"You wrote "Chuangguandong" back then, and now you have Lao Cheng's "White Deer Plain". The facts prove that this direction is Yangguan Avenue.
I think you would otherwise continue to write along the path of "Chuangguandong". As of the story of "Chuangguandong", how about you writing about "Chuangguandong" before the War of Resistance Against Japan?
I remember that there seems to be no novels that positively describe the Anti-Japanese War in your works, right?”
Li Tuo seemed to be inspired by this, and then he kept saying: "Yes, just write about the War of Resistance Against Japan,
After writing about the War of Resistance Against Japan, you can also write about the War of Liberation, then write about the events after the founding of the People's Republic of China, and then write about the reform and opening up—""
Speaking of excitement, his slap was shaking the mountain, his face flushed, and he said excitedly: "This is a modern history! Good idea, good idea!"
Everyone around him also thought his idea was a bit confusing, but when they thought about it carefully, they felt that it was too difficult, which was not something that ordinary writers could write.
However, if this person is replaced by Lin Chaoyang, everyone will feel that there is a lot of hope.
"What a f*ck!"
Lin Chaoyang took a sip of the champagne in the glass, put down the wine glass and poured a basin of cold water at Li Tuo.
Li Tuo's enthusiasm suddenly cooled down, and everyone also looked at Lin Chaoyang, with a sense of inquiry in his eyes.
"Vulgar!" Li Tuo countered Lin Chaoyang and asked again, "Why can't I do this?"
"Not that it's not possible. Who can't create concepts?
I said I would now use novels as a history of the Tang Dynasty, with titles such as "Blood Night in Chang'an", "Zhenguan Governance", "Kaiyuan Prosperity", "Anshi Rebellion", "Sun and Moon in the Sky", "The Change of Nectar", and "The Golden Armor in the City". Does it sound exciting?"
Li Tuo's eyes lit up as he listened to Lin Chaoyang's statement.
"Don't say it, you really don't want to say it. Your idea is better. If you write it out, you will definitely kill "Li Zicheng" and "Kangxi Emperor".
Yao Xueying, at most, Eryuehe writes one or two emperors, you are writing about a dynasty.”
Lin Chaoyang was so amused that he couldn't hear what he said, right? It's not only necessary to write something like this, but also to make people applaud, otherwise it wouldn't be a pleasure to entertain himself?
"It doesn't matter if you say good things, it's important to have innovative ideas. My idea is good, but your idea is better. You can really try it. I have confidence in you!"
"You are a little blind in my confidence!"
Li Tuo pulled the chair and approached Lin Chaoyang, "How can it be called blind? Look, you have written "Chuangguandong", but it is not too difficult to continue along this style."
"Didn't you just mentioned that we should enhance our national confidence and cultural confidence? How can we improve? We have to write down the story of our own nation!
Why did I just say that you want to write about the Tang Dynasty? What was the Tang Dynasty? It was a prosperous era that has never been seen in the ages!
The Tang Dynasty is famous all over the world!
There are Rome, Greece, Egypt, and we Chinese have the Tang Dynasty!
If such a brilliant and brilliant history and civilization were written, let alone restored, it would be the peak of Chinese literature that was unprecedented."
Li Tuo's tone was passionate, and those who didn't know thought it was him who wanted to write such a book.
At the end, he grabbed Lin Chaoyang's hand, his tone was solemn and extremely solemn.
"Chaoyang, we all understand the arduous task of shaping the national and cultural confidence of the people, but...
He shook Lin Chaoyang's hand and almost shook Lin Chaoyang to the yellow.
"Who else but you!"
Everyone present was also infected by Li Tuo's attitude, and a sense of responsibility and mission arose, and they all advised, "Yes, you must do this!"
"Teacher Yiyang, we believe in you!"
"Come on, the sunrise!"
The atmosphere was unknown, and the inexplicable passion and tragic became more tragic. Everyone was looking forward to it and sincerely reminded Lin Bianyang to feel like he was wearing a yellow robe.
"No, you guys-"
Lin Kongyang opened his mouth and was about to speak, but was cut off by Li Tuoyuan.
"No, isn't it? A man spits on the ground, and that's a nail. Who said just now that he wants to enhance national confidence and cultural confidence?"
Just after inciting the relationship, Bantao used the method of provoking again.
You fight!
In front of so many people, Lin Yiyang's Jing scolding was embarrassed to blurt out, Wang Neng judged Bantuo with Cong Shen.
But now, with the fierce public opinion, Tuo's courage became stronger and he was not afraid of Lin Yiyang's settlement of the score later.
"This is not as easy as you imagined!" Lin Chaoyang said.
When everyone noticed that his tone became soft, they immediately persuaded him again, and they were only three times short of asking for resignation.
In the end, Bantao suggested: "I think you can practice your skills from the War of Resistance Against Japan to the founding of the People's Republic of China first, and you also have the experience of writing "Chuangguandong"."
Everyone immediately agreed, "What Mr. Tuo said makes sense!"
Bantuo's proud Konglin Kongyang threw a glimpse of the god of congregation, look, my idea is OK?
"Okay OK. Everyone calm down. Since Yi Yang agreed, he will definitely write it."
Bantao waved his hand to stop everyone from talking.
Lin Yiyang:-
A good treat to a meal turned into a urge and a conference. Even the theme of the new book was set, and Lin Bianyang was really amused and crying.
Knowing that he was "using public opinion to get rid of his will" today, Lin Yiyang must settle the score after the autumn. Before the banquet was over, Tuo ran away early.
Before Lin Shishi, he said, "Yang, I suggest you give snacks. If you write them out, you will definitely shock the Chinese literary world!"
Lin Bianyang sighed helplessly, and he didn't feel pain when he stood up and said, so it would be better if he could write novels as easily as he said.
When the others left, they did not forget to add fuel to Lin Chaoyang. Yuan Yuanqi seemed to have settled.
In the evening, Xiaoliubukou Hutong, which had been lively for a day, finally became quiet.
The sunset is setting, and the sky is full of sunset.
Lin Bianyang was lying on the recliner, thinking about the suggestions that Takuo and other people gave him during meals.
Although everyone's ideas sound very free and unrestrained, they are not completely worthless.
War of resistance!
These two words circled in Lin Bianyang's mind. He remembered the two ANs caused by the Qiandao H incident some time ago.
The relationship was tense, and I remembered the scene when I visited Wandao that year.
I remember asking him if he would create a work about the history and fate of two ANs. At that time, his answer was that it took a chance.
Today, Lin Bianyang felt that he could try it out after being disturbed by Tuo and others.
Tokyo, Japan.
Tao Yushu visited Tokyo this time and became Sony's Henke. The location was arranged by Sony at the Tokyo Empire Hotel.
This old five-star hotel has been established for a century. Due to its superior geographical location and only a five-minute walk from Ginza and Marunouchi, it has always been the hotel most often stayed by diplomatic envoys from various countries.
The hotel's design style is luxurious and elegant.
At around eight o'clock in the evening, the short Masayoshi Son came out of the lobby of the Imperial Hotel and couldn't help but look back at the hotel.
Today, he changed his previous image of wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt and a V-neck pullover, changed into a formal suit, and went to the barber shop to trim his hair with a grand attitude.
SoftBank is about to go public, and he is very energetic recently, but when he thinks of today's meeting, he feels like he is being beaten up.
Compared with large companies like Sony and Lin, SoftBank is still too weak now, and Masayoshi Son thought so in his mind.
This Korean-Japanese man founded a Japanese software banking company specializing in computer software and publishing computer magazines in 1981. In just a few years, he has achieved his unique position in the Japanese software industry, with a net worth of billions. He is known as "Japan's Bill Gates."
But Masayoshi Son also has his own troubles. In a society with strict hierarchy in Japan, a newly rising wealthy man like him will find it difficult to obtain a social status that matches wealth in a short period of time.
This feeling was extremely obvious when he faced the old chaebols and family affairs, so he urgently needed to expand his own yayuan and gain more social discourse.
Some time ago, Murdoch came to Japan to show hope. He felt that if software banking could be used on Murdoch's media "aircraft carrier" in Murdoch's media industry, it would not only fulfill his wish, but also be in Japan.
After his many parties, Murdoch finally agreed to meet.
At that time, both the guests and the host were polite. After some tea and wine, Masayoshi Son couldn't help but striking at Murdoch. He asked Murdoch tactfully:
"I heard that Mr. Murdoch's News Corp. wants to start a satellite TV program in Japan?"
At that time, Murdoch did not answer immediately.
Masayoshi Son continued to ask a few questions unwillingly, and after his relentless pursuit, Murdoch spoke.
"Yes, you are right. We established the Television Media Company in Japan by Yuansuan, and we will definitely find some well-known Japanese companies as partners.
At present, many companies have sent me invitations, and I am still thinking about it carefully.”
Murdoch's arrogant attitude made Masayoshi Son very uncomfortable, but in order to facilitate cooperation, he lowered his posture and "developed his vision of media digitalization for Murdoch.
Unfortunately, Murdoch didn't seem to be very interested in his remarks, and he did not say anything that day.
Son thought that the cooperation between the two sides was gone. It was not until a few days later that Murdoch contacted him again before leaving Japan that Son confirmed that Murdoch was actually already moved. The reservedness of the past few days was just a kind of "judgment".
Although he didn't like Murdoch's aloofness, Masayoshi Son still made an appointment in order for SoftBank to quickly obtain bigger things in Japan.
He thought the cooperation between the two sides had been settled, but he didn't expect that Sony would contact him a few days ago.
If Murdoch's News Corp. is an "aircraft carrier" in the media industry, then Sony is undoubtedly the "US Ford aircraft carrier" of the world and electronics industry.
More importantly, this aircraft carrier is in his lair, and Masayoshi Son has to re-advocate.
After contact, Masayoshi Son learned that Sony was actually Yuansou and He and Xiangjiang's Starry Sky Guards jointly entered the Japanese media industry.
When he first heard this news, Masayoshi Son was ecstatic. Compared with News Corporation, Sony was the real backer.
But what puzzled him was that behind Xingkong was the Mingpao Enterprise and Lin's E-commerce in Xiangjiang. The cooperation between Sony and Xingkong was already enough, so why should he be brought together?
The answer was finally revealed today.
"I insisted on bringing Mr. Sun. The reason is actually very simple. We need a partner that can empower telecom digitalization.
Besides, we and Sony, one is a foreign company and the other is a local giant. To add a Japanese local science and technology company, Shin-Heng, can appropriately reduce the enemy of old-fashioned radio and domestic Japanese media."
Sun Masayoshi replied to Tao Yushu's words in his mind. Although he was in Japan, he had heard of Tao Yushu.
This media queen, who rose in Xiangjiang in just a few years, has now spread across East Asia, Southeast Asia, and even entered the United States.
Noi's cooperation with her, Sonny's cooperation with her, Masayoshi Son couldn't help.
Wang Shihe thought Tao Yushu's reasons were somewhat far-fetched. He remembered Tao Yushu's saying that Murdoch had been trying to acquire Starry Sky Weichang.
A thought suddenly appeared in her mind. Maybe she was demonstrating. Isn’t it a kind of murder to kill people?
Thinking of this, Masayoshi Son shook his head and smiled again.
Such a big entrepreneur should not be so boring.
A week later, on June 20, 1994, Software Bank was listed in Japan three days after it was listed.
Software Bank held a press conference in Tokyo, Japan, and announced in front of dozens of media notes.
Software Banking is a joint venture between Sony Japan and Starry Sky Broadcasting Corporation.
The three parties each invested 13.916 billion yen to successfully acquire 21.4% of Japan's Announcement Channel's shares, becoming the largest shareholder of Announcement Channel.
Chapter completed!