Grandpa's great writer

Chapter 554 Poetry Conference (Second Change)

In fact, Wang Meng also knew Wang Kewang's difficulties, so he just mentioned one sentence and didn't go any further.

Thinking of Zhuang Yu's words just now, Zhang Zhong asked with a smile, "I heard that the old man mentioned me just now?"

"Yeah." Wang Meng nodded, probably because he felt uncomfortable in the sitting position, so he was about to change his position, and Wang Kewang quickly went up to help him.

Wang Meng waved his hand, "I don't even have to be supported when I twist my body."

When he said this, Wang Kewang didn't dare to stretch out his hand again, and could only watch the old man move by himself.

Seeing Wang Meng's movements, Zhang Chong sighed inwardly, not long since the last time we met, Mr. Wang's health has deteriorated a lot, and the difficulty of his movements at this time is completely incomparable to the hale and hale he was when we met last time.

Perhaps the last illness had a great impact on his body.

But then again, he is more than 100 years old after all, maybe this is the normal state of his age.

After Wang Meng made a difficult pose, he sighed slightly, and then laughed, "Before you came just now, we happened to be talking about your "Ordinary World". I heard that the adapted TV series will start broadcasting in two days. is it?"

"Well, it will start broadcasting on the night of the sixth."

"Then I should read it at that time. It took a lot of my eyes to read this book. It may be easier to watch TV."

Wang Kewang sat beside him with his legs crossed and his hands intertwined, wondering how the old man could watch TV with his eyes, but he knew he couldn't persuade him, so he could only keep silent.

He didn't say anything as a grandson, and it's hard for others to say anything.

Liu Yuan took over the conversation with a smile, "Zhang Zhong, you have a lot of works that are being filmed on TV right now."

"You go online every day, don't you know?" Wang Yi said.

"The news on the Internet is messy, how can you believe it, this is not the real Buddha here, it's best to ask him."

Zhang nodded and replied, "There are a few, mostly science fiction works."

"Whether it's science fiction, change the direction of the domestic film and television industry..."

While Liu Yuan was talking, Wang Kewang's cell phone rang.

Taking out his mobile phone to look at it, Wang Kewang said, "It's Lin Ai."

He didn't evade after finishing speaking, and connected the phone in front of Zhang Zhong and the others, "Oh, Mr. Lin, good afternoon."

"That's right...it's a pity, I'm not at home now." Speaking of which, he covered the microphone and looked at Wang Meng.

Wang Meng nodded to him, "Just say that you are here with me."

Wang Kewang let go of the hand covering the microphone and said, "I'm at my grandfather's place... you want to come?"

He covered the microphone again and looked at Wang Meng.

"Let him come."

"Of course you are welcome. There just happen to be some guests at home. The old man asked you to come over and have a chat... Well, okay, you know the address, then I won't pick you up. Okay, I'll wait for you."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Kewang reported in detail, "Lin Ai came to Yanjing and didn't know what he wanted to see me for. I heard that I was here and wanted to visit the old man again."

Wang Meng smiled and said, "Come here whenever you come, there are many people and it's lively, but Lin Ai hasn't been to Yanjing for many years, why is he here suddenly at this time?"

"That's not clear." Wang Kewang shook his head.

Yu Dongyu seemed to know something inside, and said, "I heard from the gossip that Lin Ai is going to work at Yenching University."

Zhuang Yu asked strangely, "Isn't he in the Liberal Arts College of Jinling University? Why did he want to go to Yenching University?"

"I don't know the details, but seeing him coming now, there are nine out of ten that this news is true. Of course, according to my guess, it probably has something to do with the position of the dean of the Faculty of Arts. Zhu Hongwen, the dean of the Faculty of Liberal Arts of Yanda University He resigned today, and now that the post of dean of the Faculty of Liberal Arts is vacant, he probably came to fill the vacancy. After all, he is only an associate dean at Jinling University."

"I see."

While lamenting that Yu Dongyu was indeed Bai Xiaosheng, Zhang Zhong also remembered who this Lin Ai was.

After his "Lotus Leaf Collection" was published, this Mr. Lin also came out to criticize some things in the collection.

Lin Ai's literary advocacy was greatly influenced by the Moon Shadow Society, advocating the principle of "rationality and restraint of emotion" without learning, and advocating metrical poetry.

Therefore, poems such as "Error", "Broken Chapter" and "Facing the Sea, Spring Blossoms" cannot be tolerated in his eyes.

However, although Lin Ai criticized Zhang Zhong's poems at the time, the two actually had no conflicts, that is, there were some conflicts in literary opinions, which is not a problem in the literary world.

Take the people present here as an example, Wang Yi and Zhuang Yu are rivals in terms of literary genres, but the relationship between the two is very close, even better than that between writers of the same genre.

On the contrary, Li Siqi and Wang Yi, who are also members of the scar faction, did not deal with each other.

Therefore, Zhuang Yu and the others knew that Lin Ai had criticized Zhang Zhong before, but they didn't take it seriously.

Lin Ai came very quickly. It took Wang Kewang only half an hour to hang up the phone before he arrived.

Under the leadership of Wang Kewang, as soon as Lin Ai entered the yard and saw people in the yard, his face froze slightly, and then he laughed, "Editor Wang said that the old man has guests here, and I was wondering who it was, so it was you guys Ah. Since they are all acquaintances, I won't greet them one by one. Mr. Wang, are you in good health recently?"

"Excuse me, I'm still in good health, sit down, and Ke Wang will make a cup of tea for Lin Ai."

"There is Lao Wang as the editor-in-chief."

Zhang Zhong saw Lin Ai for the first time, and he only heard his name before, but never saw him in person.

Lin Ai was born in 60. He is exactly [-] years old this year. He is of medium build and in good spirits, with a pair of small eyes shining brightly.

Although Zhang Chong had never met Lin Ai, Lin Ai knew Zhang Chong's appearance. He was a little surprised to see Zhang Chong when he came in just now. He didn't expect to see Zhang Chong here.

This was the first time the two met, but what Lin Ai said just now omitted the introduction process.

Lin Ai is a poet, and he has the most contacts with Wang Kewang, and they are just acquaintances with Zhuang Yu.

As soon as he joined, the topic and atmosphere of the chat suddenly changed. After all, everyone was unfamiliar, and Zhuang Yu and the others talked less.

In front of everyone, it was impossible for Lin Ai to talk about business with Wang Kewang, and at the same time, he also noticed that the atmosphere was a little cold because of his arrival, so he raised the topic and said, "I heard that "Poetry Forest" will hold a poetry conference soon? "

Wang Kewang smiled and said, "Oh, you know all about this? The magazine has not yet decided on it. Whether it will be done and when it will be done is still under discussion."

"This is a good thing, is there any resistance?"

"The main reason is that the theme is not easy to determine, and the matter of sponsors has not yet been decided."

Although "Poetry Forest" took the lead in organizing the poetry conference, considering the scale and funding issues, the magazine still wanted to find sponsors, but this matter did not go well, so internal discussions are underway.

Lin Ai nodded, "This is indeed a problem."

(End of this chapter)