"Zhuoxian Declaration? Hehe!"

The three-day lively National Symposium on Novel Creation on Rural Themes has ended. This national conference is an important work content of this year's Literary and Art Association. The conference was successfully held and ended, and Zhang Guangnian and other people also felt relaxed.

On the train back to Yanjing, a group of people from the Literary and Art Association sat together. Tang Yin muttered some words and laughed in an interesting way.

"Today's young people are really amazing!" He looked at Zhang Guangnian again and joked: "Old Zhang, I interviewed you, but how do you feel when you were robbed of all the limelight in the meeting?"

Zhang Guangnian's expression remained as usual, calm and composed, "Is this meeting just for the limelight? Your ideological consciousness still needs to be improved."

"Just pretend!"

Zhang Guangnian ignored Tang Yin's teasing, and his eyes unconsciously turned to Lin Chaoyang, who was sitting not far away in the same carriage.

The other party was chatting with several writers who were traveling with him, his expression was relaxed and calm.

Zhang Guangnian couldn't help but think of the fanatical scene in the Taoyuan Hotel banquet hall last night. Although he had realized the advantages of "root-seeking literature" in promoting and spreading national culture, Lin Chaoyang's "The Roots of Literature" attracted a lot of attention.

He had never expected that many participating writers paid homage to him.

Recalling last night's scene, Zhang Guangnian couldn't help but sigh in his heart that so many young and middle-aged writers had unknowingly united around Lin Chaoyang.

Looking back, Zhang Guangnian noticed that Gao Hongbo, who was sitting on the other side of the aisle, was writing furiously, presumably writing a communication draft for this meeting.

Catch up on work on the train is certainly worthy of recognition, but the use of this time is a bit wrong. It should be written out that night after the daily meeting.

After all, not all young people are as evil as that kid!

"Lao Zhang, what did you think about that article?" Tang Yin suddenly asked Zhang Guangnian.

"What are you thinking about? After all, this is an article that was written during the conference. It has profound themes and unique insights. Wouldn't it be great to publish it in your newspaper?"

"Of course the article is a good one, but it deviates a bit from the theme of this meeting. Moreover, many people now advocate 'modernism'. I am afraid that Chaoyang's concept will cause a big controversy." Tang Yin said worriedly.

"If you dare to express your views, you won't be afraid of controversy. As for the theme, rural areas are also the foundation of our culture. There is nothing wrong with expanding the boundaries of this genre."

Tang Yin listened to Zhang Guangnian's statement and joked again: "Aren't you afraid of people saying that this meeting of our Literary and Art Association was held for Lin Chaoyang?"

“Meetings are for unifying ideas, solving problems, and achieving goals. It doesn’t matter who takes the limelight or has the right to speak.

Let me ask you, if Chaoyang’s views really spread widely in the literary world and are widely recognized, where do you think the writers’ focus will be?”

Tang Yin replied: "Naturally, it is many fields related to national culture."

"Then does this include our vast rural areas?"

Tang Yin understood what Zhang Guangnian meant, "Of course it is included. National culture is a big concept, and the vast rural areas are also the most important soil for the survival and development of national culture."

"That's it. So this matter is actually of no harm to us, so we naturally have to support it."

"Lao Zhang, you are indeed old... Cheng Pingzhong."

Under Zhang Guangnian's gaze, Tang Yin temporarily changed his words.

A week later, the latest issue of "Literary News" was released.

The content of the National Symposium on Rural Themed Novel Creation occupied the front page of this issue. The Literary and Art Association holds meetings of this level once or twice a year, so it is not surprising for readers to see it.

But an article on the second page attracted everyone's attention - "The Roots of Literature", signed by Lin Chaoyang.

Seeing this signature, many readers were stunned for a moment, and then realized that this was an article written by Xu Lingjun, but they didn't know why he used his real name this time.

If you look closely at the content of the article, many readers with deep ethnic sentiments will be easily moved by the views and emotions expressed by Lin Chaoyang in the article.

The Chinese nation has been in decline for too long in the past hundred years. We are used to being inferior to foreigners when we see them. We are also used to our culture being looked down upon, ignored, and ignored.

Now, someone suddenly raised their arms and said that the root of Chinese literature is our national culture, and that our national culture has been valued as never before. It is difficult for these people not to be excited.

There are also some people who have mixed feelings about this article. They think the article is a good article, but their views are somewhat wishful thinking.

If national culture is so good, how can it be easily extinct? How can it make us fall behind others?

This idea cannot be said to be unreasonable, but it obviously reverses the order of cause and effect.

In addition, there are some people whose biggest reaction to reading "The Roots of Literature" is to sneer. These people are all staunch supporters of Western modernism. They regard modernism as a panacea to save Chinese literature and culture and are disdainful of local culture.

Gu.

There are a thousand "Hamlets" for a thousand readers, and every reader has a different feeling when reading a novel. What's more, "The Roots of Literature" is a serious work discussing literary concepts.

As the most authoritative mainstream publication in China's literary and art circles, "Literary News" needs no mention of its influence.

Within just a few days of its publication, this issue attracted the attention of domestic cultural, literary and ideological circles, including writers, editors, critics, scholars, and literary lovers...

Among the millions of readers who saw this article, there were some who were in favor and some who were against it. With such attention, a wave of discussion quickly formed.

While everyone was discussing the literary concepts and viewpoints put forward in "The Roots of Literature", another newsletter article in the "Literary News" of that issue was also quietly circulating.

When it was published, it did not attract the attention of many professionals, but it was widely praised among young literature lovers.

The author of "The Shocking Voice of Chinese Literature - Recording the Birth of the "Zhuoxian Declaration"" is Gao Hongbo. As the editor and reporter of "Literary News", he witnessed Lin Chaoyang's speech at the National Rural Theme Novel Creation Symposium.

, and also witnessed the enthusiastic pursuit of this literary concept by young writers.

On the last night after leaving, Li Tuo's impassioned reading in the banquet hall of Taoyuan Hotel deeply moved Gao Hongbo.

When he heard the sentence "This is the 'Zhuoxian Declaration' of Chinese literature" shouted by Li Tuo, Gao Hongbo felt a tremor from his soul. At that moment, the blood not only filled his body, but also filled his heart.

his soul.

He followed the roar of the crowd and let out meaningless shouts. At that moment, he didn't know what he was shouting. He just wanted to vent.

Our Chinese literature must go its own way!

This is the line Gao Hongbo summed up for himself in retrospect.

In addition to being excited and shouting at the venue, he also did some serious things. For example, he captured a photo of Li Tuo standing on a chair and shouting loudly.

In that photo, in addition to the impassioned Li Tuo, there is also a smiling Lin Chaoyang.

Although Li Tuo is at the center of the picture, and his expressions and body movements are full of passion, he cannot cover up Lin Chaoyang's brilliance as the leader and soul of the "Zhuoxian Declaration".

The whole photo is both moving and still, with impassioned passion on one side and confidence in leisurely strolling on the other. Gao Hongbo was extremely satisfied after it was developed.

After the party that night, Gao Hongbo's inner passion had not receded. When he returned to the room, his hands were trembling, thinking that he must do something.

He thought about his experiences in the past few days and felt that it was necessary to record all these things and use his pen to spread these ideas to let more people know.

Having made up his mind, he wrote all night. He was still writing when he got on the train the next day and was still writing when he got home.

In the two days, except for eating, sleeping and traveling, he devoted all his time to this matter. The article was published quickly, and he took it to the editorial department and submitted it to the leadership for review.

The content of the article was approved and was well received by the leader, but the leader firmly rejected his idea of ​​putting the photo of Li Tuo and Lin Chaoyang in the publication.

Although he felt a little regretful, the article could still be published after all, and Gao Hongbo treasured the photo.

He thought that in a few years, this photo would surely become an important witness to the development of contemporary Chinese literature.

Gao Hongbo wrote "The Shocking Voice of Chinese Literature - Recording the Birth of the "Zhuoxian Declaration"", injecting all his enthusiasm. The lines of the article are filled with warm and full emotions and are full of appeal.

If "The Root of Culture" captures readers with its unique viewpoints and insights, then "The Shocking Voice of Chinese Literature - Recording the Birth of the "Zhuoxian Declaration"" wins readers' love with its passionate emotions. Read

The biggest feeling for readers of this article is a sense of accomplishment in participating in and witnessing the historical process. This feeling is hard to resist.

These two articles were published in the same journal. One used opinions to undermine the readers' reason, and the other used emotions to capture the readers' emotions.

The two complemented each other and formed a wonderful chemical reaction, which promoted the craze of "root-seeking literature" to become more intense and became the hottest cultural phenomenon after the beginning of 1984.

Changping, Yanjiao, China University of Political Science and Law.

After graduating last year, Tao Yumo and Zha Haisheng were both assigned to the Changping Campus of the University of Political Science and Law, where they were responsible for the work of the school's Patriotic Health Committee and the school magazine.

Zha Haisheng loved writing poetry and devoted great enthusiasm to the school magazine. He not only assisted the Youth League Committee in running the first poetry magazine of the University of Political Science and Law, but also established contacts with student organizations, publications and poets in many domestic universities.

Seeing how enthusiastic he was, Tao Yumo put most of his energy into the affairs of the school's Patriotic Health Committee.

More than half a month into the school year, Tao Yumo has dealt with a wave of in-school inspections and a wave of inspections from the Ministry of Education. Today she finally has time to fish.

She was sitting in the office, flipping through the magazine on Cha Haisheng's desk.

Zha Haisheng is in charge of the school magazine. These magazines were purchased with public funds using his position.

"Foreign Literature Trends", "Foreign Literature", "Poetry Magazine", "Foreign Social Sciences", "World Literature"...

"This Xiao Cha is really doing something so raw. Who wants to watch it?"

Tao Yumo said he was disgusted, but he kept flipping through the magazine in his hand.

While she was muttering to herself, Zha Haisheng walked into the office. Behind him was a young man wearing a Hong Kong shirt, straight pants and a three-seven haircut.

The young man wore a pair of glasses, and he obviously had a somewhat elegant appearance, but no matter how he dressed or spoke, he had a pretentious, free and bold attitude, which was a bit artificial.

He and Zha Haisheng had been chatting since they entered the room. Through the content of their chat, Tao Yumo also roughly knew the identity of the young man with glasses.

Hu Dong is from Sichuan and is currently a student in the Chinese Department of Nanchong Normal University. He and Zha Haisheng are pen pals. This time he came to Yanjing to pick up one of Zha Haisheng's poems, "Asian Copper", to publish in their student magazine.

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In the past six months, as he was responsible for the school magazine and the poetry magazine, Zha Haisheng came into contact with many people in the poetry circle, and there were more people coming and going in the office.

Tao Yumo was not cold to most of them, and she didn't know if she was influenced by her sister and brother-in-law. She no longer had the filter for writers and poets in her mind, and her perspective on seeing them became very different.

pragmatic.

In Tao Yumo's opinion, quite a few of these people have extreme, sensitive and arrogant character traits, which are difficult for people to like.

The person who came today tried hard to exude a heroic aura, but it really didn’t match his own appearance and temperament, which made people feel very awkward.

Hu Dong and Zha Haisheng chatted happily for a long time, and their voices were so loud that Tao Yumo couldn't read in peace.

As she listened to the chat between Hu Dong and Zha Haisheng, her brows furrowed more and more.

In Hu Dong's mouth, besides talking about poetry, the most common topics were wine and women, and from time to time he would also come up with some dirty jokes.

After all, Hu Dong was Zha Haisheng's guest. Even though Tao Yumo was disgusted, she didn't want to get into trouble with her classmates and colleagues, so she chose to stay quiet. Seeing that it was almost lunch time, she got up and went to the cafeteria.

What she didn't expect was that just a few minutes after she sat down, Zha Haisheng and Hu Dong also appeared in the cafeteria and sat at a table away from her.
Chapter completed!