Although Lin Chaoyang has been treating guests to dinner in recent years, this incident has long formed a tradition in the Chinese literary circle.

Lin Chaoyang did not attend the last Zhuang Chongwen Literature Award, so naturally he did not treat him to a meal.

It makes those award-winning writers very regretful.

This time, Lin Chaoyang finally appeared at the award ceremony. Not only Yu Hua, but also several award-winning writers such as Cheng Zhongshi were looking forward to treating the guests, and even the reporters were curious.

They will definitely not be able to eat when treating guests, but at least they can find out the dishes and go back to the newspaper to report, which is also an interesting thing about awards.

After dealing with the reporter's question, Lin Chaoyang was almost pushed back to the East Courtyard by Yu Hua, Cheng Zhongshi and others, "Cook quickly! Cook quickly!"

"You don't have to worry about having a good meal!" Lin Chaoyang's men said slowly and leisurely, and then sent Yu Hua, "Pick up a few garlic!"

"Okay!"

Yu Hua happily took the garlic.

While working and chatting, a group of people came to the East Courtyard. Today's Xiaoliubukou Hutong is destined to be full of laughter and joy.

"Chaoyang, according to Lao Ma's meaning, let's combine the scope of the Zhuang Chongwen Literature Award in the future to cover the Xiangjiang area? It's rare that the Literature Association is so capable!" Li Tuo asked.

"You should say this in front of Lao Ma."

Lin Chaoyang kept moving his hands while talking, scrambling fish scales.

Li Tuo ignored his sarcasm and said, "This is not easy to do!"

After a while, the conversation between Ma Feng and Li Tuo has spread throughout the East and West Courts, and most of the guests attending the award ceremony have learned about this.

Feng Jicai said, "It's really difficult. After years of development, the mainland and Xiangjiang have already had certain cultural differences. What kind of works are worthy of being shortlisted and winning awards may cause some controversy."

"The key is not this, there are ideological issues. The original intention of Wenshu to co-organize this matter is good.

But publicity, culture, and WJ probably need to communicate. Don’t choose any works that are taboo.

Unfortunately, the Qiandao H incident happened in Hangzhou, otherwise the works of Wandao could have been brought in."

Some media conducted an investigation into the Bay Island people after the incident. The results showed that compared with the Kuril H incident, Bay Island people's opinion had undergone subtle changes in their identity and position.

Everyone simply believes that the tourists in the Qiandao H incident are really innocent, but after all, they are just a few criminals' evil deeds, but they affect thousands of innocent people. How can this not make people sigh?

The kitchen knife in Lin Chaoyang's hand paused for a moment, "It has happened, the criminals have been brought to justice, and it is useless to think about it any more."

Everyone nodded when they heard this. It was indeed useless to think about it.

Lin Chaoyang used a kitchen knife to remove bones from the fish, and then cut two slices of fish into vertical and cut them to the fish skin.

He did not delay his speech while doing his work, "This matter is cautious and is still being discussed. Lao Ma's idea is to nominate separately, but this nomination method is a problem-"

After processing the fish, he threw it into clean water and soaked it. Lin Chaoyangwen wiped his hands.

"The original intention is good, but it is really not easy to do. My idea is to jointly organize a nomination activity with "Xiangjiang Literature".

"This method is good!" Li Tuo and others applauded.

Since its establishment in 1985, "Xiangjiang Literature" has become the leading literary publication in the Xiangjiang region.

It has also greatly promoted literary exchanges between the two sides of the Taiwan Strait and the three regions.

Liu Yi founded "Xiangjiang Literature" and was supported by mainland funds. It was a safe move to hand over this matter to them.

After applauding, Li Tuo thought again: "We in China lack an internationally influential award like the Nobel Prize in Literature. It would be great if the Zhuang Chongwen Literature Award could develop that way."

Lin Chaoyang shook his head, "We have irreconcilable values ​​with the Western world. Ideology is a big obstacle to hosting awards of this scale and influence."

"It shouldn't be that right? We also responded enthusiastically to the Nobel and Oscar awards, right?" someone asked.

"They are game rules and have natural advantages. Of course they are happy to participate, but the right to speak is always in the hands of others.

Is the Olympics a grand event? Last year, Yanjing bid for the Olympics, how much trouble did the West cause us?"

Lin Chaoyang's words made many people present silent. Intellectuals in the 1980s and 1990s had a powerful filter for Western society.

It is also difficult for you to blame them, because the reality seen in their era is that European and American countries dominate the world, freedom, prosperity, and civilization. All beautiful words have become synonymous with European and American countries.

"Instead of pursuing other people's recognition, it is better to enhance our own national and cultural confidence."

Lin Chaoyang's words aroused everyone's contemplation. Seeing this, he quickly smiled and waved his hand, "It's been gone, it's gone!"

Then I brought the topic back, "The world literary award is too far away from us, so it's better to start a award with a pan-China influence first.

The original intention of the Cultural Association is good. Although there will definitely be difficulties in realizing it, you must try it, right?”

"Chaoyang is right. Since it is a good thing, I have to support it no matter what."

Everyone was discussing the actions of the Cultural Association this time, depicting various fantasy ideas, mostly imaginative and without any practical possibility, but it did not hinder everyone's enthusiasm.

The banquet officially began, and Lin Chaoyang's craftsmanship received unanimous praise from everyone.

Cheng Zhongshi asked Lin Chaoyang: "Chaoyang, it has been more than a year since you finished writing the previous novel? Is it time for the new novel?"

Hearing this, everyone's eyes turned to Lin Chaoyang. He picked up a piece of dried fried fish and put it in his mouth to chew it carefully. It was burnt on the outside and tender on the inside, leaving a fragrance on the mouth.

"No, I'm still thinking about writing a story."

After spending more than a year of writing, it is just a normal creative rest for most writers, but it has been a bit long before Lin Chaoyang has been placed.

Li Tuo suggested: "Chaoyang, I think you can write about the changes in China since the Republic of China at a macro level. In recent years, your creative direction is biased towards individual feelings and Western values. It has indeed received good responses overseas, but it has always been a bit different from our local culture."

After Li Tuo said this, the atmosphere present was a bit subtle.

His words are not criticism, but they are definitely not gentle suggestions, especially in front of so many people.

Everyone's eyes were vaguely flowing between Li Tuo and Lin Chaoyang. Lin Chaoyang's face was calm, without any unhappiness, but instead thought seriously.

He said after a while, "It makes some sense."

After getting his affirmation, Li Tuo looked proud, "That's it. Do you think my novels I have studied over the years are in vain?"

As he said that, he showed off again: "It's good to teach you, this year Yanjing Publishing House plans to publish a review collection for me."

Yu Hua, who was standing aside, teased him, "I've written all comments from Teacher Chaoyang, right?"

"What's wrong!" Li Tuo raised his head, "They writers write articles, and we comment on them, which is also a way to add luster to them. I have to thank me if I say it out!"

His tone was humorous, which made everyone laugh.

Lin Chaoyang said with a gustiguishi: "Have you forgotten that you have written novels before?"

Li Tuo was stunned.

Everyone laughed even harder.

After the joke, Li Tuo made another suggestion to Lin Chaoyang. He is now a typical Jiang Lang who has lost all his talents, but his skills are unbearable. If he can't do it himself, he will just go to others.

"You wrote "Chuangguandong" back then, and now you have Lao Cheng's "White Deer Plain". The facts prove that this direction is Yangguan Avenue.

I think you would otherwise continue to write along the path of "Chuangguandong". As of the story of "Chuangguandong", how about you writing about "Chuangguandong" before the War of Resistance Against Japan?

I remember that there seems to be no novels that positively describe the Anti-Japanese War in your works, right?”

Li Tuo seemed to be inspired by this, and then he kept saying: "Yes, just write about the War of Resistance Against Japan,

After writing about the War of Resistance Against Japan, you can also write about the War of Liberation, then write about the events after the founding of the People's Republic of China, and then write about the reform and opening up—""

Speaking of excitement, his slap was shaking the mountain, his face flushed, and he said excitedly: "This is a modern history! Good idea, good idea!"

Everyone around him also thought his idea was a bit confusing, but when they thought about it carefully, they felt that it was too difficult, which was not something that ordinary writers could write.

However, if this person is replaced by Lin Chaoyang, everyone will feel that there is a lot of hope.

"What a f*ck!"

Lin Chaoyang took a sip of the champagne in the glass, put down the wine glass and poured a basin of cold water at Li Tuo.

Li Tuo's enthusiasm suddenly cooled down, and everyone also looked at Lin Chaoyang, with a sense of inquiry in his eyes.

"Vulgar!" Li Tuo countered Lin Chaoyang and asked again, "Why can't I do this?"

"Not that it's not possible. Who can't create concepts?

I said I would now use novels as a history of the Tang Dynasty, with titles such as "Blood Night in Chang'an", "Zhenguan Governance", "Kaiyuan Prosperity", "Anshi Rebellion", "Sun and Moon in the Sky", "The Change of Nectar", and "The Golden Armor in the City". Does it sound exciting?"

Li Tuo's eyes lit up as he listened to Lin Chaoyang's statement.

"Don't say it, you really don't want to say it. Your idea is better. If you write it out, you will definitely kill "Li Zicheng" and "Kangxi Emperor".

Yao Xueying, at most, Eryuehe writes one or two emperors, you are writing about a dynasty.”

Lin Chaoyang was so amused that he couldn't hear what he said, right? It's not only necessary to write something like this, but also to make people applaud, otherwise it wouldn't be a pleasure to entertain himself?

"It doesn't matter if you say good things, it's important to have innovative ideas. My idea is good, but your idea is better. You can really try it. I have confidence in you!"

"You are a little blind in my confidence!"

Li Tuo pulled the chair and approached Lin Chaoyang, "How can it be called blind? Look, you have written "Chuangguandong", but it is not too difficult to continue along this style."

"Didn't you just mentioned that we should enhance our national confidence and cultural confidence? How can we improve? We have to write down the story of our own nation!

Why did I just say that you want to write about the Tang Dynasty? What was the Tang Dynasty? It was a prosperous era that has never been seen in the ages!

The Tang Dynasty is famous all over the world!

There are Rome, Greece, Egypt, and we Chinese have the Tang Dynasty!
To be continued...