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Chapter 333: Ye You's Remnant

"Guo Dalu is a person who is too ostentatious and his political attitude has never been very clear. I think if we learn from him to join the association, it may cause us a lot of unnecessary trouble."

The opening of the Jinding Literature Award is about to begin in the past few days. Members of the China Writers Association have begun to hold meetings frequently. One is to determine the list of winners, and the other is to make adjustments to the current Writers Association staff and prepare to absorb some fresh blood to join the meeting.

The Golden Ding Literature Award is held every four years. During this period, while determining the list of winners, the Writers Association will also hold a meeting to discuss some of the problems that the literary community has to face today.

Today, Song Taiping was still here to preside over the meeting. After discussing the list of literary awards, someone proposed to invite Guo Dalu to join the association. Song Taiping was not interested in this.

"Did you see Guo Dalu's words and deeds recently? This person's thoughts are very dangerous and he is a good player in making trouble. Now even the investigation team criticized him without naming at this time. How can we let him join the association? This time it caused us a lot of trouble!"

Thunder rain next to him said: "What is trouble? Lao Song, you can't always associate literature with politics. If the literary prizes in the world all need praises, then the works of the Nobel Prize in Literature will be press releases from various countries!"

He looked at Song Taiping and said, "I think Guo Dalu is a child who is very good. He is literary, thoughtful, and does not blindly follow. He has his own unique thinking vision when writing anything, which is something that many of us don't have."

Song Taiping didn't want to argue with Lei Yu at the conference and snorted: "Even if we agree to Guo Dalu joining the association, they may not be able to visit our association?"

Everyone thought to themselves, if they don’t like it, isn’t it because you have conflicts with him?

The verbal battle between Song Taiping and Guo Dalu had caused a lot of noise online. Many minions from the Writers Association came forward to help Song Taiping attack Guo Dalu, but in the end it was left alone.

At the beginning, a group of association authors cursed Guo Dalu and cursed Guo Dalu happily, but as Guo Dalu's achievements became higher and higher, the stars became more and more dazzling, and gradually some writers cursed him lower and lower. Seeing that Guo Dalu refreshed their views again and again, these authors who scolded him became surprised from jealousy and from surprise to worry, and gradually became a little awe of Guo Dalu.

Now Guo Dalu's status is no longer something that they little minions can reach. Except for Song Taiping who can also speak up a few words about Guo Dalu at the top of his voice, the rest of the Writers Association no longer want to stab Guo Dalu, a hornet's nest.

Not to mention Guo Dalu's counterattack, even the attacks of Guo Dalu's fans alone, these authors are hard to resist. A star with tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of fans is no longer something that ordinary people can provoke. They are also human beings, and they are not very upright people. Faced with Guo Dalu's increasingly crazy fans, these people can no longer have the idea of ​​opposing Guo Dalu.

Some people even began to change their positions and stood on the side of Guo Dalu.

In any organization, company or association, there are not all people who flatter the superiors. There are still people with ability and personality in the Writers Association, and not everyone has to act according to Song Taiping's expression.

These people join the Writers Association, but they invite them in instead of actively applying. When they are happy, they can attend the Writers Association meeting. When they are unhappy, they don’t even look at the so-called meetings of the Writers Association. For example, Lei Yu is such a person.

There are three or four writers like Thunderstorm in China. They are all writers who have been tested by time and have had a strong influence in the industry and the people. Their reputation is much more popular than Song Taiping today.

Now that Song Taiping was still worried about Guo Dalu, Lei Yu smiled and said, "Old Song, our list of Golden Tripod Awards this time will be decided. Guo Dalu's "I and Ditan" has a full hope of winning the first prize in the prose selection. When the list is announced, the public will find that the author who has the first prize is not a Chinese in the Writers Association. I am afraid that the reputation of the Writers Association is not very good, right?"

Song Taiping hummed: "Hope does not mean it is necessary! There are so many excellent essays in the country. Are you sure that Guo Dalu's articles will win the award? We haven't decided yet!"

Lei Yu said: "I'm sure!"

Song Taiping: “………I won’t argue with you about this!”

When he wanted to say something else, he suddenly saw several writers huddled together and seemed to be looking at something. A very strange expression appeared on his face. Several people even sighed in surprise, and almost at the same time took out their mobile phones and began to search for something.

Song Taiping's face darkened, "Pay attention to the order of the venue, we are still having a meeting!"

A writer looked up at Song Taiping sitting on the rostrum and smiled teasingly: "President Song, I just saw a poem here and wanted to read it, but I wonder if it's okay?"

Song Taiping looked confused, "What poems should I recite during the meeting?"

Lei Yu was also very curious. He was determined to break up Song Taiping's platform, "Old Song, we are a literary society, not a political society, but we still have to focus on literature. Now Zhang Shaoxian said he wanted to recite poetry, so it seems that he found a good work. I really want to listen to it."

Lei Yu looked at all the writers in the venue and asked, "Do we want to listen to them?"

A large number of writers in the venue catered to each other and shouted, "You want it!"

Nowadays, many authors are disgusted with Song Taiping. Now when they see the thunderstorm, they are all excited and speak out to cater to them.

Lei Yu spread his hands and looked at Song Taiping, "Look, the public opinion cannot be violated. Everyone wants to hear it. Otherwise, let's just obey the public opinion?"

Song Taiping looked ugly. Only then did he realize the appeal of the old guy Lei Yu to the author on the scene. He forced a smile, "Okay, since everyone wants to listen, Zhang Shaoxian, just read it!"

Zhang Shaoxian, the author who just said he wanted to recite the poem, stood up and smiled and said, "Then I'll start reading it!"

Zhang Shaoxian is a funny person. He is a good at writing short articles. He is well-written with prose and short stories. He is not a person who usually acts in a regular manner. He just proposed that Guo Dalu join the Writers Association, and he is the only one of them.

Seeing that Song Taiping wanted to read it himself, he laughed and took his phone in front of him, stretched his body out loud, then he softly said to a poem on Guo Dalu’s Weibo on his phone, including deep affectionateness in the form of a foreign aria. He was reading the poem Guo Dalu had just posted on Weibo, "I Love This Land".

This poem "I Love This Land" is the most famous modern poem by Ai Qing, a poet from another world. It is also a classic chapter in patriotic poetry. It has been passed down for many years and has become a representative work of expressing patriotic feelings.

This poem is short, but it is exquisitely conceived and has a great symbolic meaning. Just like some poems that have been famous throughout the ages, this modern poem has no restrictions on the times and can be called a masterpiece at any time or in any era.

Moreover, this poem is extremely pleasing. In any country, it belongs to the most popular work of the ruling class. It can be regarded as a poem that always conforms to mainstream values.

Such a modern poem is the work that the Writers Association lacks the most today.

Being able to write poetry and writing poetry is not only beautiful and moving, but also in line with mainstream values ​​and has high aesthetic taste. This is the most lacking outstanding talent in the Writers Association today.

Nowadays, the works of writers' collaborators have been criticized by literati outside the system. They all say that over the years, the works of writers' association members have a strong political atmosphere, but no literary atmosphere exists. They are like doorkeeper dogs, wagging their tails for bones, and even licking their chrysanthemums to act well and winning the favor of their superiors.

People in the Writers Association were extremely angry about this statement. Some people have always wanted to create some literary works that are both in line with the mainstream national values. However, they were helpless and lacked talent. After brainstorming, they only made a few works of four-way characters, which were laughed out by industry insiders.

But today's song "I Love This Land" not only takes into account patriotism but also shows the beauty of writing. It is really a rare and good work. Zhang Shaoxian just finished reciting this poem, and Song Taiping couldn't help but get excited and stood up and asked, "Who wrote this? This poem is good! The patriotism is expressive, the writing is beautiful, and there is no trace of axe. Naturally, he vents his emotions. He has a good idea, a good writing style, and a good entry point!"

He said to Lei Yu loudly: "Mr. Lei, this is the talent our association needs! An unstable element like Guo Dalu, who is not even worthy of carrying shoes compared to this writer! Although I suggest that this person be absorbed into the Writers Association, if such a talent cannot join the Writers Association, it will bring shame to our association and the leaders will blame it. This is the wild wise man!"

He praised for a long time before he remembered something. He looked at Zhang Shaoxian with a strange look, "Zhang Shaoxian, who is the author of this poem?" 19
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