Yu Dong's response was like a spell, which directly stopped Fang Tao. The other students at their table who were clinking glasses were also stunned.
What Yudong?
Who is Yu Dong?
In the past two years, Yu Dong has become more and more famous in Jinling. Especially after the two associations recruited members in various schools, there are very few students in colleges and universities like Jinling who don't know about Yu Dong.
The two of them turned their heads together and looked at the table.
Yu Dong was quite surprised to be recognized, because he lived in seclusion and few students from other schools knew his appearance.
"Teacher Yu Dong, I am a member of the Jinling University branch of the Cucumber Garden Science Fiction Association. I am just a freshman this year. When our president took me to Jinyi, I happened to see you once in the activity room." Although Fang Tao drank.
I drank a lot, but my thoughts were quite clear and I could explain myself clearly in a few words.
"Oh, that's it." Yu Dong smiled and nodded. He did remember this. When he went to find Qu Aiguo before, the person who helped him wait for a while was a student from Jinling.
"Teacher Yu, I particularly like your works. Whether they are science fiction works or other works, I have basically read them all, and more than once. I just finished reading the second half of "Westward" today, and I plan to read it tomorrow.
I found the first half and put the two parts together and watched them again..."
Fang Tao is not a shy person. He was just a little confused because of drinking and was a little unprepared for the unexpected situation. But now that he has reacted, he can no longer hold back the conversation as soon as he opens it.
The other two people were still outside the state. They wanted to say something but didn't know how to say it.
When Yu Dong was in school, he was often baptized by Qu Aiguo's flattery skills, so he no longer reacted to ordinary flattery. He listened to Fang Tao with a smile, and then asked: "You and your classmates are all called
what name?"
Fang Tao said quickly: "My name is Fang Tao, Fangzhengfang, Bobaotao."
"My name is Yu Qian, excess Yu, money money."
"My name is Li Shengwen, which means powerful Li, Sheng Sheng, and literary Wen."
The other two people finally spoke and said their names.
Yu Dong nodded, pointed to the three people next to him and introduced: "This is Teacher Su Tong, the editor-in-chief of "Zhongshan", this is Teacher Yu Hua, and this is Teacher Bi Feiyu."
"Teacher Su, Teacher Yu, Teacher Bi..."
Fang Tao swallowed. He didn't expect that he and his classmates would come to eat hotpot mutton today and meet the Jinling Writers Group.
The Jinling Writers’ Circle is not what Fang Tao himself said, but a theory circulated by Jinling University.
Before Fang Tao arrived at Jinling University, this saying had already been said. Some people put several well-known writers in Jinling together and called it the Jinling Writers Group.
In fact, it was also influenced by Hong Kong Island. The year before last, Hong Kong Island named one of the Four Heavenly Kings, which became very popular. There are also many titles such as the Ten Heavenly Kings in China.
Originally, there were five people in this writers' group, namely Su Tong, Yu Dong, Bi Feiyu, Han Dong and Ye Zhaoyan. Later Yu Hua also came and added Yu Hua.
In other words, there are a total of six people in the Jinling Writers Group, and two-thirds of the table next to them is occupied.
"Teacher Yu Hua, I particularly like your work "Alive". Many students in our school also like your works..."
"Teacher Su Tong, your "Wives and Concubines" has benefited me a lot..."
"Teacher Bi Feiyu, your "Lonely Island" is really amazing..."
"Compared to "Alive", I prefer "Drizzle and Shout". I have read that book several times..."
Fang Tao's flattery changed from the original focus on Dong to AOE. He flattered several other people without stopping. Yu Qian and Li Shengwen were not far behind. You followed every word.
Shoot it.
At this time, the young master in the store came over with two large plates of mutton. He watched the other table continuously outputting language to this side. He was stunned for a moment, and then he heard clearly what the other person said, and looked at this table in surprise.
Several people: It sounds like these are all great writers.
"Here comes the mutton."
Fang Tao and the others were also very sensible. When they saw the food coming, they stopped talking and let Yu Dong and the others eat in peace. Halfway through, Fang Tao brought two classmates over to toast and then said hello.
Checked out and left.
After they left, Su Tong said with a smile: "These kids are quite interesting."
"That's right, I know how to leave room for others." Bi Feiyu nodded, "Just now I was worried that the meal would be unsatisfactory."
Yu Hua glanced at Bi Feiyu, "I didn't see you looking worried at all. When those kids praised you just now, the smile on your face almost spilled to the ground."
"That was my polite smile."
"Then you are so polite, your face almost froze with laughter." Yu Hua rolled his eyes and picked up a piece of mutton from the plate with his chopsticks. "Yanjing people have a saying about eating hot-boiled mutton. They are in a hurry.
, but after careful study, I found that the length of time has a great relationship with the thickness of the meat slices. For example, the slice I clamped is slightly thicker, and it is most scientific to continue rinsing it for 20 seconds. One, two, three..."
When Yu Hua counted to three, Bi Feiyu had already picked up the plate and shoveled half of the plate of mutton into the copper pot.
While the mutton was tumbling in the copper pot, Bi Feiyu opened the white wine and poured a glass for everyone.
After the wine was poured, the meat in the pot was divided into portions, except for Yu Hua.
"Well, the meat is pretty good. Yu Hua found a good place this time."
"I've been waiting for this for a long time, it's so comfortable."
"This soup is not bad either."
“The cabbage sticks are also good and tasty.”
"Here, have a drink."
The piece of meat that Yu Hua cooked was still hanging in the air, while the other three were already eating it warmly.
"Here, eat a peanut."
Bi Feiyu put a peanut into Yu Hua's bowl. The peanuts were fried to a crisp and jingled on the bottom of the bowl for a few times.
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"Dean Hu, you have to express your opinions a lot today. After all, Yu Dong is your favorite student."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! In the conference room No. 1 of the Government Affairs Building of Yan Normal University, Tong Qingbing said to Hu Yueming with a smile.
Today's meeting was set up last week, and is a seminar specifically for the novel "To the West". Tong Qingbing took the lead, and the attendees were all teachers and students of Yantai Normal University, and no outsiders were invited.
Hu Yueming took a sip from the tea cup and said, "What I say is a little subjective, so you should talk more."
"Dean Hu, we are more subjective."
One student said with a smile, which made everyone laugh. Yes, Yu Dong came from Yan Normal University after all, so they would inevitably be subjective when they came to talk.
Especially the students in the Faculty of Liberal Arts, those in lower grades regard Yu Dong as a legend in the academy, and look upward when looking at his works.
Tong Qingbing pressed his hands: "Let me say a few words first."
Hearing the old professor speak, everyone else also stopped talking, and then Tong Qingbing continued: "I know, it is unrealistic for you to temporarily forget that Yu Dong is a graduate of Yan Normal University, so let's just make him a Chinese
The identity of graduates of the department is also included in the discussion. Today, in addition to discussing the novel "Xiangxi", we also use this novel to talk about the impact of graduating from the Chinese Department on writing."
"Should we also mention Su Tong?" someone suggested.
"This is a good suggestion." Hu Yueming nodded and looked at Tong Qingbing, "You have led Su Tong, so you have the most say."
Tong Qingbing smiled and said, "Well, let's not only add Su Tong, but also two more people, Su Tong and Mo Yan. It just so happened that I also taught Yu Hua and the others during the writer's training class. Let's take this
The two groups of writers compared each other and talked about the differences between students who graduated from the Chinese department and those who did not graduate from the Chinese department, and whether students who graduated from the Chinese department have anything in common in novel creation."
There were about twenty people in the conference room, seven or eight student representatives, and the others were school teachers.
There are many seminars at Yanzhou Normal University, and seminars have been conducted on other writers before, but this time is relatively special. The objects of their discussion are students who have studied here.
Because it was an internal seminar, the content of the meeting was very casual. The two professors Tong Qingbing and Hu Yueming nodded, and the others just followed the discussion.
A student raised his hand and said, "Teachers and classmates, let me say something..."
As soon as the student opened his mouth, the door of the conference room rang. Everyone looked towards the door and saw a man in his fifties pushing the door open and walking in.
As soon as the man came in, all the teachers and students stood up.
Tong Qingbing said with a smile: "Principal Fang, why are you here?"
"I heard that your liberal arts college is holding a seminar. I'll come and listen." Fang Fukang smiled and pressed his hands, "Everyone, please sit down. I can just sit next to you and listen."
Of course Tong Qingbing and the others couldn't let the principal sit next to them, so they asked people to move the chairs and invited Fang Fukang to the main seat.
After sitting down, Fang Fukang spoke again: "Today's seminar is about Yu Dong's new work "To the West". Speaking of which, Yu Dong and I can be considered alumni."
As soon as these words came out, the students felt strange. Principal Fang came from the main school of Yan Normal University. Everyone knows that he and Yu Dong are of course alumni, but there is no need to say these words in particular, because most of the people sitting here are either
He graduated from Yan'an Normal University, or is still studying at Yan'an Normal University, and is an alumnus of Yu Dong.
However, Hu Yueming and others knew that Fang Fukang was not talking about Yan Normal University, but Jiguang Middle School. Yu Dong and Fang Fukang both graduated from Jiguang Middle School. Therefore, Fang Fukang and Yu Dong had some connections.
Fang Fukang was born in the Department of Physics. He was more concerned with system theory and rarely interfered in the affairs of the School of Liberal Arts. Hu Yueming could not remember the last time when President Fang came to attend a seminar of the School of Liberal Arts. So when he met Fang Fukang just now, Hu Yueming
Quite unexpected.
Tong Qingbing smiled and told Fang Fukang about the theme of today's seminar, "Originally we were only going to talk about the novel "To the West", but everyone also proposed to talk about the relationship between studying in the Chinese Department and novel creation.
So I added another one. We will not only talk about Yu Dong, but also Su Tong, Yu Hua and Mo Yan."
"Su Tong is also from our School of Liberal Arts, right?" Fang Fukang asked.
"Yes, there is a gap of several years, but it is quite a coincidence that they both went to Jinyi after graduation."
"Our Yan Normal University has exported a lot of talents to Jinyi. If we have time, we will invite Su Tong and Yu Dong to come back and share their experiences with the junior brothers and sisters. It is not that the talents cultivated by our school will not be used by other schools, but
We also need to get some light, right?"
"I think it will work, why not call Mo Yan and Yu Hua when the time comes. I heard from Dean Hu that they have a good relationship, and Mo Yan and Yu Hua also studied in the writing class, and they have some connections with us. Speaking of which,
, Jin Yi asked Yu Hua to stay at the school. I think this idea is good, and we can learn from it later," Tong Qingbing said.
"Let's talk about the writer-in-residence later. Let's follow the theme of the discussion today." Fang Fukang looked at the student he just mentioned, "Is this classmate talking just now? Sorry, I interrupted you.
Please continue."
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While Yan Normal University was holding a seminar, Jin Yi was also having a meeting. One edition of the textbook written by Zhang Xian had been printed. Wu Changxin meant that everyone would study it at the end of the semester and make a specific plan.
We will conduct a systematic test next semester to facilitate the development of teaching plans for the next school year.
"Xian Zhang, Yu Dong, and Bi Feiyu, as the authors, please share your opinions first."
Yu Dong and Bi Feiyu looked at Zhang Xian together.
Speaking of signing textbooks, Zhang Xian came over to ask Du Dong and Bi Feiyu before, but they both refused at that time.
In their opinion, although the two of them gave a lot of opinions when Zhang Xian was writing the textbook, it was still Zhang Xian who was mainly writing it, and it was not appropriate to add their two names.
However, Zhang Xian insisted. Later, after Wu Changxin learned about this matter, he came to do the ideological work of Yu Dong and Bi Feiyu, and the two of them agreed to sign their names.
Zhang Xian said: "Actually, our previous teaching model is very consistent with this set of teaching materials, and there are not many things that need to be adapted later. I think that as long as we follow the steps step by step, our teaching plan will definitely be perfected after one semester. I
I think the main problem we are facing now is that the film and television photography and production major that will be launched next academic year does not yet have a systematic teaching plan."
Wu Changxin said with a smile, "You don't have to worry about this. The Drama Department will welcome several new colleagues next semester. They have rich teaching experience in film and television photography. Haven't we already drawn up a preliminary teaching plan? Let's look back.
After they come over, we will perfect it together."
The other teachers in the Drama Department all murmured when they heard this. Old Wu is so powerful, poaching people whenever he wants. Everyone knows the level of Jinyi, especially the Department of Drama is now in its infancy stage, and it is basically different from other art colleges.
There is no comparison, no competitive advantage at all.
Although there have been a lot of topics about gold art recently, they are all related to the literary circle. Professional teachers in film and television production cannot come here just because of this.
But no one questioned Wu Changxin's words. Facts have proved that he did everything he said before.
Chapter completed!