"It is true that there are more than just these four directions. Yu Dong can also explore other directions besides mythology. As a young man, you can't be too restricted. It's better to be free."
Ye Zhaoyan had a gentle smile on his face, and what he said seemed to be for Yu Dong's benefit, but everyone present understood that what can be written about humanities and customs can only be written in these directions.
Originally, as Wang Anyi said, it didn't matter if different people wrote in the same direction, but Ye Zhaoyan wanted to set the tone as soon as he came up and gave everyone a direction, which complicated things.
Yu Dong is not a fool, and he can feel that Ye Zhaoyan is targeting him. But what he doesn't understand is why Ye Zhaoyan is targeting him. The two of them have never met before. Today is the first time they meet, and they have never had any holidays before.
As for Wang Anyi, she just opened her mouth to help Yu Dong mediate, but was pushed back by Ye Zhaoyan's soft words. She looked at Su Tong and gave him a look, which probably meant that you brought Yu Dong, and now
Why don't you say a few words about this situation?
Su Tong understood and was about to speak, but Yu Dong spoke first.
"Teacher Ye makes sense. It would be better for everyone to separate their writing directions. In fact, I have little writing experience, so there is not much difference no matter which direction I choose. It is better for you to choose what you are good at, at least to ensure these directions.
the quality of."
Su Tong looked at Yu Dong with some surprise. He was not familiar with Yu Dong, and they had only met twice today, which took less than an hour in total.
But I didn't expect that my junior student would be so calm in dealing with things. On the other hand, Ye Zhaoyan, who was many years older than Yu Dong, seemed a bit narrow-minded.
In this office, Su Tong has been dealing with Ye Zhaoyan for the longest time and understands Ye Zhaoyan's character best.
Ye Zhaoyan was born into a scholarly family. He has read extensively since he was a child and is a well-established intellectual. He is not a bad person, but he is somewhat unpleasantly arrogant and has a serious sense of clique.
Probably in Ye Zhaoyan's eyes, Yu Dong, who had only published one article, should not sit with them at all. He had automatically excluded Yu Dong from his circle in his heart.
Therefore, he is not targeting Yu Dong, but people outside the circle.
"Okay, let's stick to this, and now let's talk about it..."
Next, Su Tong talked to them about the length of the manuscript, the delivery time and other matters. When the business was finished, it was just around four o'clock. Su Tong wanted to invite a few people to dinner, but Wang Anyi had to rush back to Shanghai, and Ye Zhaoyan and Bi Feiyu also
Everyone has their own things to do.
After coming out of Zhongshan Magazine, Yu Dong looked up at the sun hanging in the west. The afterglow illuminated the street like an old moving photo. The people and things in the photo suddenly became so far away that he was so far away.
I feel like I can't catch you no matter how hard I chase.
"In the East."
Su Tong's voice came from behind, turning the old photo in front of Yu Dong back into reality.
"Brother, why did you come out?" Yu Dong turned around and asked.
Su Tong walked up and patted Yu Dong on the shoulder: "Don't take today's matter to heart. Think about the manuscript first. If you have any difficulty, change it to another one and write about food or customs."
Yu Dong shook his head and said, "Even if Ye Zhaoyan doesn't say anything today, I'm still going to go in the direction of Shinhwa, so I won't take anything today seriously."
Su Tong raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Why do you have this idea?"
There are not many people in China who engage in pure literature and write about mythology, at least not those who are famous for their writing. And it seems that Yu Dong doesn't act out of emotion, it seems that he does have some ideas.
Yu Dong looked at Su Tong who looked surprised and sighed in his heart: I am inspired by you.
Yu Dong was deeply impressed by Su Tong's "Binu". This novel uses the traditional myth of Meng Jiangnu Crying at the Great Wall as the material, and relives the emotional life from the folk in the form of "retelling the myth".
Different from the big talk and subversion in Xunlu's "New Story", the main purpose of "Binu" is to explore some kind of folk philosophy.
"I just suddenly had an idea."
Su Tong nodded: "If you have an idea, go and try it. I believe you. Also, it's getting late. Do you really not want to stay for dinner?"
Yu Dong smiled and said, "It's rare to take half a day off from Principal Wu. I have to catch up on the work I missed when I get back. Let's wait for the meal next time. There are many opportunities."
"Yes, there are many opportunities. Then go back and be careful on the road."
"Hey, a slap is so long that it won't even take a cup of tea." Yu Dong smiled and got on his bicycle, waved to Su Tong and left.
Su Tong watched for a while and sighed slightly. He didn't know whether it would be good or bad for him to call Yu Dong here today, but since he had come to this point, he only hoped that Yu Dong could come out.
…
On the way back, the man selling thirteen incense had not yet closed his stall. He stopped the car and listened for a while. However, the words were too long. He only listened to two short paragraphs and had no time to continue.
Passing by the newsstand, he bought yesterday's "Yangtze Evening News". It was the serious "Yangtze Evening News" instead of Lao Shizi's "Yangtze Evening News".
He also wanted to buy a copy of "Yangzi Evening News" to read the curious stories and relieve his boredom, but he found that he couldn't sell it.
It seems that "Yangzi Evening News" is a special magazine for train stations and cannot be purchased elsewhere.
When I got to school, I went to eat first, and then finished my work for the day, and then I had time to read the newspaper. But Yu Dong knew most of the things in the newspaper, so reading it felt like reviewing the text.
It was no longer interesting to read, and Yu Dong even missed "Yangzi Evening News" a little bit.
When he was about to close the newspaper, he saw a bold headline on the large page of the economic section.
“Where will China’s stock market go?”
stock market?
Seeing these two words, a lot of things suddenly came to Yu Dong's mind. He read the news carefully. It turned out that the author had doubts about China's stock market because of the stock market crash this summer.
The stock market was a new thing to people in the early 1990s. From top to bottom, everyone was trying to cross the river by feeling for stones, and no one had a clue.
Foreign stock markets have already had prior experience, but these prior experiences cannot be transferred to China. Moreover, it has only been a few years since the reform, and the path has not yet taken the right path. Who has the courage to move everything in at once?
Yu Dong doesn't care much about economic matters, but even a layman like him has heard of some major events in the Chinese stock market.
What impressed me the most was the subscription certificates issued not long after the stocks started to be listed in Shanghai. At that time, there was a wave of shareholding craze among Shanghai state-owned enterprises. Therefore, with the promotion of the Shanghai government, several large securities companies planned and issued four batches to the public.
Chapter completed!