The glasses uncle brought a big luggage bag. Huang Shaowen saw that he was struggling, so he got up and helped him take down the luggage. After rummaging for a while, the uncle unexpectedly took out a bag of pork heads and chicken feet.
"Originally, we planned to have wine in the car, but when we got in the car, we realized that we had forgotten to buy wine. We happened to be together. Come on, come on, girls, together, together."
The two girls embarrassedly put some into their own bowls. Yang Qing and Huang Shaowen were together, so they naturally ate steamed buns and vegetables at the same time.
Geng Yue¡¯s interest increased greatly when he saw this. After a detailed chat, he discovered that the glasses man in front of him was actually an editor who was going to take up a post in the Shanghai Stock Exchange.
This made Geng Yue, who had always been interested in literature, even more excited.
The uncle¡¯s surname is He, and his name is He Shen. Huang Shaowen almost spit out his drink when he heard the name. Because the name reminded him of the classic corrupt official image in that TV series.
However, those TV series were not available at this time, so everyone including Yang Qing, He Shen and Geng Yue felt a little baffled by Huang Shaowen's gaffe.
Huang Shaowen quickly waved his hand, "I'm choking, I'm choking."
He Shen went to Shanghai this time to work at the Literary Publishing House in Shanghai. According to the information he inquired about, he was likely to be assigned to work in the publication group "Story Club".
This also aroused great interest in Huang Shaowen. Because the name of "Story Club" is still very big. Huang Shaowen remembered that there was a time when he specially ordered this publication.
Some of the stories above are indeed well written, and even some suspenseful stories later on made me feel chills running down my spine after reading them when I was in my thirties.
"Story Club" was originally founded in 1963, but it was stopped in the second year due to some political reasons. It wasn't until 1974 that it recovered.
Generally speaking, the contents of this journal are very down-to-earth stories. Most of the time, they are stories that can describe the life of contemporary Chinese society. We also collect some popular folk tales and classic foreign stories.
Generally speaking, this publication, in the current social environment where information circulation is not smooth, can very well show everyone some information that they have never been exposed to, and it can very well enrich the spiritual needs of the public.
Now this publication also has a large market among college students. Geng Yue is the one who reads almost every issue of the magazine. Geng Yue is even more excited about the high possibility that He Shen will work in "Story Club".
"Brother He, do you know? Although I studied science, my ideal is to become a person who can influence other people's thoughts. And I think that what China needs most in thinking is what "Story Club" is facing. Readership.¡±
Who would have thought that Geng Yue, a man with a science major, would ideally want to become a literary young man? Yang Qing definitely didn't expect it, and he just felt that Geng Yue looked a little crazy now.
"People are living a good life, so there is no need for you to influence them. Do you still want to carry out ideological reform?"
Geng Yue was very angry at Yang Qing's disapproving tone and was about to retort when He Shenxian said: "What this lesbian said is wrong. I think Brother Geng's idea is a good one. Young people should have such ambitions. ideal.
Although you think the publication "Story Club" is very good, I don't agree very much, but I still agree with your spirit. "
Geng Yue didn't bother to quarrel with Yang Qing. He Shen didn't think the magazine "Story Club" was good, which made Geng Yue very anxious.
"Brother He, how can you say that? Our classmates think "Story Club" is good. It is easy to understand, and the stories in it are also very exciting. If you want to influence others, first of all, you should make others understand. Do you have the desire to go down?¡±
He Shen shook his head calmly, "Young people don't see things comprehensively enough. As the saying goes, the law should be taken from the top. Things that can really have a profound impact on people should pay attention to their own artistry. Art is We must pay attention to truth, goodness and beauty. How can something without truth, goodness and beauty bring positive influence to others?"
The two had a profound discussion on whether literature and art are more important, popular or artistic. One moment it was "Brother Geng, what you said is wrong", and the other moment it was "Brother He, you shouldn't think that way".
Huang Shaowen found the discussion between these two people on this matter very interesting. Although he also prefers the popularity of "Story Club", Huang Shaowen feels that the artistry of classics is indeed unmatched by this publication.
How do a Manchu-Han banquet compare with soy milk and fried dough sticks? There's no comparison, Huang Shaowen likes both, so it's naturally impossible to make any judgments about the two.
Yang ???I disagree with this and feel that Geng Yue is still a science student after all, and arguing with this guy named He Shen here is purely a chicken-and-duck talk and is meaningless.
As he talks, he actually mentions the need to profoundly change people¡¯s thinking. Do you think everyone belongs to Confucius?
¡°Besides, there are so many capable people in the world, why are you two little grasshoppers the only ones?
He buried his head and ignored it, focusing on dealing with the braised food.
"It's a pity that someone is here and I have to pay attention to my image. My favorite braised chicken feet can no longer be eaten.
It¡¯s all someone¡¯s fault!
Huang Shaowen inadvertently caught a glimpse of Yang Qing rolling his eyes at him and felt very confused. He didn't say anything. The people arguing were obviously Geng Yue and He Shen. Why are you rolling my eyes?
Fortunately, both of them are very cultured people. Although they have different understandings of literature and art, they will not fall out directly because of this.
In the end, this carriage dinner had a very good ending.
Yang Qing and the other two girls ate meat, Huang Shaowen and He Shen drank wine, and Geng Yue was lucky enough to get acquainted with a cultural worker, and the two actually "got along" very well.
???????????? All in all, this dinner was a happy one.
The next morning, Huang Shaowen and Geng Yue arrived at the station, and Yang Qing and He Shen still had to take a few more stops to reach the Shanghai Stock Exchange. Huang Shaowen was relieved that He Shen, whom he was already familiar with, was there.
After all, we are still classmates. Yang Qing is a girl. It is still a bit unsafe to take the train in this era. Fortunately, they happened to be on the train together. Huang Shaowen was still a little worried.
After saying hello to He Shen and asking him to help take care of him, he and Geng Yue left the train station.
At the entrance of Jinling Central Gate Railway Station, Geng Yue said with a smile: "Wenzi, you have to pay attention, you have a girlfriend."
Huang Shaowen was a little confused by what Geng Yue said, "Yes, I have a girlfriend again, what should I pay attention to?"
Geng Yue seemed surprised. He looked at Huang Shaowen seriously and asked, "Are you really stupid or are you pretending to be stupid?"
Huang Shaowen didn¡¯t understand even more. Since he planned to be with Qin Hongyu, he had paid attention to what he should pay attention to. He did a good job. What else should he pay attention to?
"I am a gentleman, you don't have to make insinuations like me, tell me what you have to say."
Geng Yue saw that Huang Shaowen didn't seem to be faking it, so he smiled and said, "It's nothing, it's nothing." After saying that, he walked to the bus station next to him.
"It's confusing. I never heard that people traveling south and north suffer from jet lag." Huang Shaowen muttered a little.
I jogged two steps to catch up with Geng Yue, and just as I was about to continue walking, I heard a blast of horns in the square in front of me, and then someone shouted, "Comrade, little comrade! It's you, over here!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel .com