I am a literary giant in Europe

Chapter 81 Do you really understand China?

Chapter 81 Do you really understand China?
Andre has also read Michel's previous book, "Elementary Particles".

To be honest, he is on the critical side.

But he didn't expect Liu Jin to be so rude.

He showed a sharpness that was a little hard to accept.

André is a member of the French Communist Party.

But he's also white.

Deep down, he had a sense of superiority that made him find it hard to accept Liu Jin's accusations against his fellow white-skinned compatriots.

At this time, Liu Jin took out a book from his schoolbag and put it on the coffee table.

It’s Michelle’s new book, The Platform.

"Last week Mela called and told me to look out for Michelle's new book, so I bought a copy."

"Oh?"

"I read half of it."

"What do you feel?"

Liu Jin laughed, picked up the book and flipped through two pages.

"The protagonist is called Michel, and he works at the Ministry of Culture. After his father passed away, he inherited a large fortune... and then he went to Thailand with his girlfriend, but he did a 'sex tour' to satisfy his abnormal senses.

Filled with the scent of woman's flesh... This is my greatest feeling.

I don't know if you've finished reading it, but honestly, I couldn't get on with it. In China, this kind of work is called SQ fiction, and it's completely frowned upon. And, frankly, Michelle's writing isn't very polished, perhaps even worse than mine, a Chinese. Is a work that blindly displays the instincts of an animal truly human?

Andre was a little embarrassed.

"To be honest, it's not as good as the works of a writer named Rosen from our Huaguowan Province.

At least in terms of writing, you should give me a sense of enjoyment, rather than... I suggest that Mr. Andre search for a copy of "The Story of Feng Zi", it's very good."

Andre licked his lips and decided to skip the subject.

"Amos, aren't you worried that these words will provoke a counterattack from Mr. Michel?"

"Let's discuss it. He can express his views, and I can express mine. France values freedom of speech the most, doesn't it?"

Liu Jin smiled and said, "Besides, sparking debate isn't a bad thing. It might even boost sales of my work. I'm never against marketing, normal marketing, normal communication. I really enjoy it and am willing to join in."

After all, my book sales are high, so I can get a little more royalties.

The living standard in France, to be honest, is not too low... I have to live, don't I?"

"So, you like money?"

"Who does not like?"

Liu Jin looked at Andre, then at Nurz.

"Nurz, do you like money?"

"Hahaha, I love francs!"

"..."

"So, you're not afraid of sparking controversy?"

"afraid!"

"then you……"

"But I never care. If I had the time, I would rather write a few more good books.

"A writer's foundation lies in their work, not in hype. If 'Angel' is bad, I'm sure French readers will not let me off. Even if I speak up for Alizee, they will still criticize me, won't they?"

"Hahaha, you're right. The foundation of a writer is his work."

This topic comes to an end.

Liu Jin bought three bottles of mineral water from the vending machine and placed them in front of the three people.

"I recently saw that Mr. Gao Xingjian once said that Angel is a good book. Do you know him?"

"I'm not sure. This is the first time I've heard his name."

"He just won the Nobel Prize in Literature last year."

"what?"

Liu Jin was a little surprised. He really didn't know about this.

Before his rebirth, he only knew that the Chinese who won the Nobel Prize in Literature was Mozanne.

“Yes, his Spiritual Mountain and One Man’s Bible were praised by the Royal Swedish Academy.

I think you should be proud of him. After all, as a Chinese, he has achieved such success. Shouldn't you Chinese be proud? But from your words, I feel that the Chinese government doesn't seem to have promoted him.

"Wait a minute, what did Lingshan write about?"

"The story, roughly speaking, seems to be about the protagonist, 'I,' a mainland intellectual in the 1980s. Misdiagnosed with lung cancer by a hospital, he embarks on a journey south to return to nature and relax. Along the way, he overhears a conversation about Lingshan Mountain, which inspires him to seek it out... Ultimately, he discovers that Lingshan doesn't exist.

That’s just a stubborn stone used by villagers to pray for children…”

"Slow down, slow down!"

Liu Jin reached out and stopped Andre.

"Am I a lonely, powerless individual?"

When Liu Jin said this, he suddenly laughed.

To be honest, Liu Jin really didn't understand Gao Xingjian.

I've never even heard of him...

But just by listening to the content of "Spirit Mountain", he could probably guess the man's age and experience.

In fact, from the moment he learned that Gao Xingjian had won the Nobel Prize in Literature, he almost guessed something.

"Is not it?"

Andre asked doubtfully.

"is it?"

"Isn't it?"

Liu Jin smiled and said, “Mr. Andre, it is 2001, not 1901.

The Chinese people are not as ignorant as you think, and China implements nine years of compulsory education, so that most people can read and write. Mr. Andre, do you really understand China? "

"This……"

"France was once the birthplace of DGM.

In school, I had heard about Robespierre, the storming of the Bastille, and King Louis XIII... I had thought France would be an open-minded country, open-minded and open-minded, but now...

You don't understand China at all, yet you write passionate words and make suggestions."

Speaking of this, Liu Jin smiled.

Andre blushed a little.

As a member of the French Communist Party, he considered himself pro-China.

But after being severely criticized by Liu Jin, he found that he knew nothing about China.

"So what do you think China should look like?"

"like me."

"Oh?"

“You can curse as you please, and I will bow my head and do my own thing.

I work hard to write my works well and hope that everyone will like them.

Whether it's insults, discrimination, or even humiliation... I just write my book and wait for everyone to like it."

Andre seemed to understand!
He looked at Liu Jin and suddenly said, "Amos, you are different from the Chinese people I have met before."