After dreaming of getting rich, I dressed up as a collapsed idol

Today's leader of the literary world is a woman. Her writing style is delicate and combines the beauty of prose poetry with the simplicity of daily life. Her short story "Oh, Xiangxue" is one that many people are familiar with.

Because it was included in Chinese textbooks, it was also adapted into a movie in the 90s.

There were only two presidents of the Writers Association before her, Mr. Mao Dun and Mr. Ba Jin.

After Mr. Ba Jin passed away in 05, he became the chairman of the Writers Association in 06 and has served in this position ever since.

After the speech, there will be a plenary meeting.

Let me first introduce the young authors who joined the Writers Association in the past two years, including Lu Qingfeng. They walked up to the podium one by one and received the commemorative plaques of joining from the chairman of the Writers Association.

After receiving some encouragement, he returned to his seat.

Then we reviewed last year’s achievements, looked forward to the future, and writer representatives came on stage to share their writing experiences, etc.

To be honest, it was very dull and not very interesting. Lu Qingfeng tried his best to concentrate and not get distracted.

The morning activities ended at almost twelve o'clock.

Lu Qingfeng let out a sigh.

"Are you not used to it?"

Lao Qian, who was sitting at the same table, asked him with a smile.

He stood up and twisted his waist.

"It's okay, it's just a little uncomfortable just sitting there all the time and not moving."

"It'll be fine in the afternoon. Let's go visit the Modern Literature Memorial Museum."

Yang Xiuxiu said.

Lu Qingfeng nodded.

The three of them, along with the snow monster, went to the restaurant, where a buffet was prepared for the writers who came to the event.

They each picked out some food and were about to sit down when a figure walked over.

"You don't recommend that I share a table?"

"Please sit down, Teacher Shen."

The person who came was Shen Ruishu.

After getting to know each other, this contemporary great writer with a sloppy hairstyle talked about his intention.

"Do you remember what I told you at the literary festival last year?"

Lu Qingfeng thought about it and remembered that it was about the second season of "Travel with the Wind".

After the variety show finished airing last year, it received good ratings and became a hot topic. The producer Toutiao and the broadcasting platform Jiangsu Satellite TV quickly launched the second season.

Shen Ruishu talked to him about it at the time and invited him to be a guest.

"When will the recording start?"

he asked.

"At the beginning of next month, the theme of this season will be a study tour in Europe, starting in Greece and ending in Iceland, which will take about a month."

Shen Ruishu also told him that the broadcast format of this season has also changed. The first season recorded the first few episodes, and the rest were filmed and broadcast at the same time. This season will record the majority of the programs at once and broadcast them during the summer vacation.

There have also been changes in the regular guests. Except for him, the soul figure, the other two guests from last season, Su Yun and Ma Guangjie, have all withdrawn, and the program has invited other people.

A TV host, a young writer in the cultural circle, and a star in the entertainment industry.

The overall structure has not changed much, but the entertainment has been increased.

"When do you have time?"

Lu Qingfeng said.

"Maybe not at the beginning of next month. The school has a Chinese-foreign cultural exchange event, and I need to go with the team. However, I happen to be going to England, so I can just meet up with the production team after the event."

"That's great. We're going to England too. Maybe we can meet there."

That's how it was settled.

A few people then put aside the topic and talked about something else.

After dinner, the Writers Association gave them an hour's break. Lao Qian continued to communicate with the writers, while Yang Xiuxiu took Xueguai to discuss the foreign copyright issues of the book.

Lu Qingfeng and Shen Ruishu were left to continue chatting.

They didn't leave the restaurant. They asked the waiter to make a pot of tea, and the old and the young chatted about all sorts of things.

There were energetic people like them, and some writers went to take a nap. Halfway through drinking tea, a man in a suit came over.

Lu Qingfeng stood up and greeted him.

"Teacher Hu."

"Sit, sit, I just came here to listen to what you guys are talking about."

The man with gray hair, who looked to be almost seventy years old, smiled and waved his hand.

He has a round face, small eyes, short stature, and sparse eyebrows. He looks inconspicuous, but he is a literary master of the same level as Shen Ruishu. Because he has won the Nobel Prize in Literature, his international influence is even greater.

In 13, CCTV broadcast a documentary called "A Century of Great Masters". In the literature section, it listed literati such as Lu Xun, Mao Dun, and Ba Jin, including this one.

He is an officially certified literary giant.

"Why are you here? Didn't the association ask you to discuss something?"

Shen Ruishu sat on the chair, turned around and looked at his old friend.

The two men were writers of the same era and had studied together at the Lu Xun Academy of Literature. They had a deep friendship and had written about each other's interesting stories in their past essays and miscellanies.

Hu Yan is also the vice chairman of the Writers Association.

"They are all small things. It makes no difference whether I am there or not."

Hu Yan sat down.

Lu Qingfeng called the waiter to change a pot of tea and poured it for the two of them.

"Who is this kid?"

This great figure of Northern literature took a sip of tea and then looked at Lu Qingfeng with a smile.

Lu Qingfeng didn't think it was strange that he didn't know him. Compared to this person, he was really just a newcomer in the literary world.

Just as I was about to stand up and introduce myself, Shen Ruishu opposite me said.

"You really don't know him?"

"Haha, I know. This is the first time we meet today, so I wanted you to introduce me."

"You're welcome. My name is Lu Qingfeng. I admire you very much. It's a pleasure to meet you."

Lu Qingfeng stood up and said.

"Let's sit down and chat. I really like your articles. I just read one called 'Rural Teachers' this month."

He was talking about the short story published in Science Fiction World this month.

It was written by Lu Qingfeng before the New Year. One of them, "Bring Her Eyes", was published in February, and the other one is "Rural Teacher".

"When I watched it, I felt a little emotional and recalled the days when I went to the countryside."

This person was also born in 1950. He experienced the educated youth going to the countryside and worked as a teacher for a period of time.

"I also came up with some ideas when I met a very young volunteer teacher in a remote mountainous area while filming a program."

Hu Yan nodded.

"Although you're young, you're very sensitive and have a deep understanding of both the dark side and the bright side of human nature. You could try writing some realistic literature so as not to waste your talent."

"I agree with you."

Shen Ruishu also said.

Lu Qingfeng was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and thought for a while before speaking.

"I haven't really thought about this. I started writing just to earn some royalties, and the works I wrote later were also prompted by various factors. I haven't really considered writing exclusively realistic literature."

"I feel like I haven't settled in enough, and I'm not sure. Now that I think about it, I can really start preparing now."

Shen and Hu then stopped talking about this matter.

I'm not bringing this up specifically, but I think this kid is really talented, and it's a waste for him to just write popular literature. He could have higher aspirations.