When the clods of soil fell just now, Yu Dong's heart was not as calm as he showed.
After all, he was also afraid of death, but it happened so quickly that it passed before he could react.
Later, he looked up at the ceiling. At first, he wanted to see what was going on with the ceiling. Then when he saw that the ceiling was full of holes and seemed to be about to collapse at any time, he fell into deep thought again.
This ceiling is not like the current situation in the domestic cultural industry. You usually stand in the museum and feel nothing strange whether you are eating or doing other things. Until one day you look up and realize that the situation is already so bad.
When he came back to his senses and found that the students were following him to look at the ceiling, he had a deeper understanding. Before, he always thought about establishing cultural export channels to other countries through himself and other writers, but he neglected one thing.
In fact, we should pay more attention to our home base.
Especially the students in front of them, they need someone to look up at the ceiling in front of them, and then they will also follow to look at the ceiling, find problems, and finally help solve the problems.
Yu Dong looked at the students' expressions and continued to smile and said, "It's time to practice."
With a simple sentence, the students all applauded. Although they had not noticed the dilapidation of the ceiling before, the dining hall did not have a good layout and it really needed to be repaired.
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After the personal speech, there was a communication session on and off the stage. Considering the accident that had just happened, Wu Shuqing was a little worried and asked several writers for their opinions.
Yu Dong and the others were about to say that it was okay, when Wang Zengqi said, "A gentleman will not stand behind a dangerous wall. Let's talk about the communication next time."
Wang Zengqi said this, and others had no objections. Wu Shuqing told the students that this symposium was over.
Although the students were a little disappointed, they all expressed their understanding. After all, the accident just now was quite dangerous. Although the clod of soil was not big, if it fell from such a high place, it would really hit someone on the head, causing serious injuries even if they were not killed.
After walking out of the large dining room, Wu Shuqing was still apologizing to Yu Dong and the others, "I'm really sorry that I shocked everyone today."
Yu Dong smiled and said: "It's okay, it's okay, there is no danger. It also adds a bit of color to this exchange meeting."
Leng Xuejun gave a thumbs up, "Yu Dong, you really have a big heart that is as strong as a mountain without changing your face. Just now, when I looked at you from a distance, I felt like my heart was beating with fear."
Wang Zengqi also nodded, "There is indeed calmness. It is precisely your calm performance just now that prevents the embassy from being too restless."
Yu Dong was embarrassed by their praise. It was either that he wasn't really afraid or that he didn't have time to show that he was afraid. The matter had already passed.
Everyone had a meal together at noon, and the symposium ended.
Before leaving, Wang Zengqi invited Yu Dong to visit him again when he had nothing to do. Of course they happily agreed.
After finishing at Yan University, Yu Dong and the others went to Yan Normal University again and had another dinner at his teacher Hu Yueming's house.
After returning to the hotel in the evening, Yu Dong contacted Quentin.
Quentin was very happy to receive a call from Yu Dong, but he had other things to do tomorrow morning, so he made an appointment with Yu Dong to meet in the afternoon.
After making the call, Yu Dong turned around and asked Yu Hua and the others, "Are you guys going to play cards here tomorrow, or are you going to hang out with me?"
"It's better to go out for a walk. Playing cards is boring without you," Yu Hua said.
Bi Feiyu smiled and said: "Let me translate his words for you. What he means is that without you, he can't win money playing cards."
Yu Hua waved his hand, "Don't say that, the key is that I want to go out for a walk."
Mo Yan spat: "You want to go shopping, Yanjing has been ruined by you. I think you are not only afraid that you won't win money without Yu Dong, but you also want to save a dinner by going with him."
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"Nonsense." Yu Hua curled his lips and asked Yu Dong, "What types of works are produced by the director I will meet tomorrow?"
Yu Dong thought for a while and said: "It's that very special type. It's a pity that this film exhibition is over. Otherwise, I can take you to see his "Pulp Fiction". As for him, he often
Say some words that you both understand."
"Can we all understand it?" Yu Hua asked puzzledly, "Is it because he speaks more concisely and uses simple words?"
Bi Feiyu understood it clearly, "No matter how concisely he speaks, you still won't understand. I guess he likes to say words starting with F."
After saying this, Yu Hua understood, "Then I can indeed understand."
Then he took out the poker and said, "Hurry up, it's almost dawn."
When Yu Dong saw Yu Hua holding the poker, he raised his foot to run, but was caught by the three of them, "Hey, where are you going!"
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The next morning was fine. Yu Dong didn't wake up until about ten o'clock. He got up and looked in other rooms. Yu Hua and the others were not awake.
However, Jiang Jie woke up early in the morning. Hearing the movement from Yu Dong's side, he ran out immediately, "Brother Dong, you're awake. Do you want me to buy something for you? I wanted to buy you breakfast this morning.
, seeing that you were sleeping soundly, I didn’t buy it.”
Yu Dong waved his hand, "No, let's go have lunch together when they wake up later. By the way, there's one thing I've been forgetting to ask. Are the second batch of books for Hongxing Primary School in place?"
Yu Dong had promised Tian Weizhang to donate books to the school before. He initially donated 500 books. However, Yu Dong felt that it was not enough, so he asked the company to arrange another 1,000 books. The first batch of books was already in place during the summer. Last time,
During Yu Dong's wedding, Tian Weizhang came over to thank him in person.
"I've been keeping an eye on this. The second batch of books should be in place within the next two days."
Yu Dong nodded, "Let's make arrangements later. I'll go to the school sometime to check it out."
"Okay, let me take a look at the schedule and make a plan...Brother Dong, do you want to go to the media to promote it this time?" Jiang Jie asked.
"No, keep a low profile. I'm going to take a look at the utilization rate of these books."
Of course donating books is a good thing, but if they are not used, it is a waste, so Yu Dong wanted to see if these donated books would be of any use to the children.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! At noon, Yu Dong and the others had a meal together, and then drove to find Quentin. They made an appointment to meet at the entrance of Yanjing Film Academy.
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"Quentin, who are we waiting for?"
At the entrance of the Yanjing Film Academy, more than a dozen people gathered together. Quentin was standing among them. The person who asked him was also a foreigner. He was a student of the Yanjing Film Academy, his name was Luo Yi.
Quentin smiled and said: "You will know in a moment. You will definitely be surprised when you see him."
He deliberately wanted to whet the appetite of the students, which made him feel very interesting.
In fact, after coming to China this time, he also learned more about YU.
Before, in his mind, YU was a very famous science fiction writer, but after he saw Jiang Wen last time, he was surprised to find that YU's identity was a little different in China.
At that time, he told Jiang Wen that he had made an appointment with YU when he came over this time. At first, Jiang Wen didn't realize who YU was. Only when he said he was the author of "The Second World" did Jiang Wen realize that he was talking about Yu Dong.
Jiang Wen then told Quentin that in addition to being a science fiction writer, Yu Dong was also involved in traditional literature, and he was very good at it.
What impressed Quentin very deeply was that when he asked Jiang Wen how good he was in the traditional literary circle, Jiang Wen's answer to him was: As far as you are concerned, your level is at the level of Don Deli.
Between Rowe and Alice Munro.
This shocked Quentin. Is YU doing so well in the literary circle?
It just so happens that Quentin is relatively familiar with the two people Jiang Wen mentioned. Let’s not talk about DeLillo. He is a master of postmodernism and the winner of the National Book Award. His "White Noise" is hailed as the pinnacle of postmodernist literature.
work.
As for Alice Munro, although she does not have any major works, the collection of novels she published in the past few years is very well-known in the literary circle.
Although Quentin guessed that what Jiang Wen said was somewhat subjective, it at least shows that YU is a real writer.
Quentin was recalling the scene of his meeting with Jiang Wen a few days ago. A car drove up and stopped in front of them, and then several people got out of the car. The one at the head was Yu Dong.
He immediately ran over and gave Yu Dong a bear hug, "YU, I've finally waited for you."
Yu Dong pushed him out and looked at the students next to him, "Who are they?"
"Oh, I'll-"
Before Quentin could introduce him, someone had already recognized Yu Dong.
"In the East!"
The first person to recognize Yu Dong was Luo Yi. He had seen the Oscar ceremony before and recognized Yu Dong's face.
Next came Li Hong, who also watched the video of the Oscars ceremony.
Although the others had never seen what Yu Dong looked like, they knew the name. When they heard that Li Hong and Luo Yi were calling Yu Dong's name, they immediately reacted and joined in enthusiastically one by one, surrounding Yu Dong.
Living.
"Hello, Teacher Yu, we are students at the Film School, and we especially like your books."
"Teacher Yu, you look so young."
"I particularly like your "The Widow Dies" and I have watched the movie several times."
Yu Dong also didn't expect that Quentin would bring a group of students, and these students recognized him and were caught off guard, forcing them to retreat.
He quickly pointed at Mo Yan and the others and said, "They are Mo Yan, Yu Hua and Bi Feiyu."
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The students were stunned for a moment, then they realized what they were doing and surrounded the other three.
"Teacher Mo Yan, I particularly like your "Red Sorghum"."
"Teacher Yu Hua, your "Shouting in the Drizzle" is so beautiful."
"Teacher Yu Hua, your book "Alive" is very good. I also read your new book "Xu Sanguan Sells Blood"."
"Teacher Bi Feiyu, I like all your novels, especially your debut novel "The Island"."
"Teacher Mo Yan..."
Yu Dong smiled and rubbed his hands. Sure enough, this distraction method was still effective.
Quentin next to him was confused and asked Yu Dong, "What is going on? Who are they?"
Chapter completed!