Chapter 215 Meeting

Chapter 215 Meeting

Six red lacquered square tables were put together tightly, covered with dark green tablecloths, and when pressed with a wooden ruler, they became as flat as the surface of a lake.

Twelve high-backed chairs are arranged in two rows, with an exact distance of 15 centimeters. At the end of the long table, a chair of different specifications stood as tall as a cliff.

On the center line of the tabletop in front of this chair, there is a brass nameplate with the three characters "Shi Tonghe" in red italics looking down at the venue.

With this brand as the central axis, the nameplates of each participant guard the two wings, and are arranged in rows according to administrative levels.

In Chinese seating arrangements, the left hand is respected. To the left of Shi Tonghe is Kong Huaifang, vice president of the Provincial Cultural Association.

Kong Huaifang is not known for his novels, but he has made great contributions to Chinese culture. Over the years, he has written various collections of essays ranging from health preservation to wisdom.

Opposite Kong is Professor Zhong Junmin’s position. As the deputy dean of the School of Liberal Arts at NTU, Professor Zhong has a high administrative level.

Kong’s successor is Wang Zhongxing, a well-known scholar, cultural celebrity, literary critic, president of the Calligraphy Association, and Wang Zixu’s descendant.

A few days ago, I wrote an article criticizing the writing style of "Fire in the Stone" for being immature and bad at writing a subject matter, which made Wang Zixu disgusted for a long time.

Seven radio microphones were placed in the center of the table, with metal brackets staggered to the left and right like street lamps, casting shadows of teeth and claws on the green tablecloth.

There is a black leather notebook and 0.5mm water-based pen placed in the center of each seat. There is also a celadon teacup on the right hand side. The bottom of the cup is lightly covered with a layer of Tieguanyin, waiting for the favor of boiling water.

A motor sound penetrated the room, and the red streamers on the central air-conditioning windows were raised, announcing the completion of the final preparations before the "Fire in the Stone" seminar.

Duan Xiaosanghe followed the two editors and entered the door. He secretly used his chest camera to scan the nameplates on the table. An Younan's voice came from the earphones:

"Where is Wang Zixu's seat? Why didn't he see his little sign?"

Duan Xiaosang whispered: "The author himself should be present according to the rules..."

Tian Zhenlei in front heard her words, but thought she was asking a question, and turned around and replied:

"In the previous seminars, the writers themselves were not present, either waiting for news at home, or squatting outside smoking. The previous seminars were really critical, but now they are a harmonious group, and they are not as sharp as before."

Ji Shaofei whispered: "Will today's seminar regain its previous style?"

Before Tian Zhenlei could answer, there was a loud noise behind him. When he looked back, he saw Shi Tonghe opening the door and walking in quickly.

Shi Tonghe’s image is completely different from before.

His originally gray hair was dyed jet black and applied with hair wax, forming neat vertical lines like comb teeth between the hair strands.

He was wearing a black expensive suit, a blue striped tie, and the top button of his shirt was buttoned tightly. Rather than saying that he came to attend a seminar this time, it was more like he came to file a lawsuit.

Behind him were Kong Huaifang, vice president of the Provincial Cultural Association, and Wang Zhongxing, a well-known scholar. The three of them were in a crowd, their steps were sonorous, and a gust of wind blew up as they passed by.

An Younan saw this scene in the live broadcast and was moved by it. He chanted softly:

"Two mountains are lined with gates to send young people... What is the next sentence?"

Duan Xiaosang was speechless for a while.

She has never had high expectations for Miss An’s literary talent. This poem is used here, and it has a sense of absurdity about Guan Gong fighting Qin Qiong. But when those three behemoths passed by, they felt inexplicably appropriate.

“…The previous sentence is that a river of water protects the fields and surrounds them with green.”

“President Shi.”

“Teacher Shi.”

Tian Zhenlei and Ji Shaofei took the initiative to say hello. Duan Xiaosang responded and nodded quickly.

Shi Tonghe turned back and smiled, but kept walking and chatting with Kong and Wang.

"The central bank is going to lower the reserve requirement ratio again. I heard that this time it will focus on water infrastructure. Lao Kong, the batch of cultural town renovation projects in your hometown, how many surrounding properties will be popular if approved?" Whether it works or not depends on the opinion of the Department of Culture and Tourism. Besides, in recent years, I have never dared to touch the property market. ” “Listen to me, Mr. Shi, just buy gold. If no investment is reliable now, buying gold is the safest option.”

The three of them walked to the end of the long table. Shi Tonghe sat down at the top, Kong Huaifang sat on his left, and Wang Zhongxing followed Kong.

Although Kong Huaifang’s name is soft and charming, he is actually a fat, semi-bald, middle-aged man with a head like a braised egg with hair on his head and no hint of soft and charming at all.

Although there are not many of his hair at this point, each one is carefully taken care of, long and straight, swaying in the breeze of the air conditioner, giving it a somewhat fairy-like air.

Wang Zhongxing is dark and thin, with triangular eyes and white eyes. Even when he stares at the tea cup in front of him, he looks vicious, as if the tea at the bottom of the cup owes him money.

Shi Tonghe sighed and said: "I'm not trying to make money. I just want to preserve value."

Kong Huaifang said: "It's easy to say, just buy treasury bonds. I know a vice president and I will recommend it to you. Just ask him."

"Thank you, Brother Kong."

At this time, a student who was handing out seminar materials was walking over and carefully placed the materials in front of Shi Tonghe's table. He was still thinking about how to put the materials straight, but Shi Tonghe took them directly.

He took a closer look, immediately tapped it with his fingers, and said:

"I told you to collect comments from many aspects so that everyone can have a clearer understanding of this work, but why are you still only showing a brief analysis of the material?"

It was the first time that the student was questioned by such a big shot. He suddenly sweated and stammered:

"No, it is not the material of our organization, it is provided by the editorial department of "Acquisition"..."

Shi Tonghe ignored him and turned to Wang Zhongxing: "That comment you made last time The article is well written, so it should be integrated." Wang Zhongxing waved his hand and said, "It's all offensive, just put it up to offend people." "What are you afraid of offending when you write? Don't write if you're afraid of criticism." Shi Tonghe said loudly and forcefully, and everyone in the room heard it.

As the two were talking, two people were walking in from outside the gate.

The tall and thin man in front, with his hands behind his back, is Li Minyang, the editor-in-chief of "Get", and Pu Yuyang is following behind him.

Pu Yuyang found a seat at the waiting table and sat down, while Li Minyang walked straight to the front and sat down directly opposite Wang Zhongxing.

When he sat down, Shi Tonghe just finished speaking. He looked up at him and shook off the seminar materials in his hand:

"Teacher Li, I heard from the students that the seminar materials are from you. "We decided?"

Li Minyang slowly took out a huge thermos cup from his bag: "It's all based on pure content analysis of published content, there's no final decision."

Shi Tonghe glanced at Wang Zhongxing and said: "We just talked about that the seminar materials are not very substantial. We can select some of the critic articles that have been published now."

Li Minyang chuckled and said: "The materials only include objective analysis and literary evaluation. We can talk about it in the discussion session. Otherwise, what is the purpose of holding a seminar?"< /p>

Shi Tonghe stared at him and smiled and said: "Editor Li can't be too protective. If the seminar turns into a peaceful praise session, it will be meaningless."

Li Minyang remained calm: "Praise when you should praise, and belittle when you should. When appreciating literary works, it is not advisable to be one-sided."

While the two were talking, the college student who handed out the materials was left standing. How had he ever seen such a scene of intrigue? Because Shi Tonghe didn't let him go, it didn't matter if he left for a while, nor did he stay where he was, he was helpless.

Kong Huaifang noticed his embarrassment, waved to him and said, "Go and do your work. Teacher Shi will come back to you if you have any requests."

As if he had received an amnesty, the college student fled the scene quickly. When he arrived at the door, he happened to bump into Lu Qingxuan, who was rushing towards the door.

Lu Qingxuan grabbed him and asked, "Is Wang Zixu here?"

"No."

"Not here yet?" Lu Qingxuan frowned.

On such an important day today, Ning Chunyan thought he had been here long ago and asked her to come over to explore the situation.

As a result, he hasn’t come yet. I looked at the time and saw that the seminar would start in 10 minutes.

The student who handed out the materials sighed at the experience he had just experienced, covered his mouth with his hand and said, "The current situation does not seem to be very favorable to Wang Zixu."

"How do you know?" Lu Qingxuan raised her beautiful eyes and looked at him.

The student analyzed: "I heard from Teacher Shi Tonghe that he felt that the derogatory content in the seminar materials was not enough. Doesn't that mean that he has no good impression of "Fire in the Stone"?..."

"Okay, I understand." Lu Qingxuan waved her hand to stop him from continuing.

Even though Shi Tonghe had just beaten him up, the young man said this with a sense of schadenfreude. From an outsider's perspective, Wang Zixu feels like he overestimated his capabilities and was beaten by reality, which is why it is very funny.

It’s a pity that Lu Qingxuan has no interest in his reasoning. He was left hanging at the scene just now, and he found 50 pieces of evidence to prove that several teachers were not interested in "Fire in the Stone".

After being sent away by Lu Qingxuan, the young man went to gossip with other classmates. At the table, Duan Xiaosang sat quietly next to Pu Yuyang.

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"Are you the editor of "Get"?"

Pu Yuyang raised his eyes and glanced at her, nodding repeatedly: "Yes, my name is Pu Yuyang, you are..."

"My name is Duan Xiaosang."

"Oh Oh, I've heard of your name!" Pu Yuyang's eyes widened, "You are Duan Xiaosang, who used to write new martial arts. I have read many of your books!" Duan Xiaosang smiled and said, "That's a coincidence."

"I'm glad to meet you." Pu Yuyang grabbed her hand and shook it.

"Did you accept the manuscript of "Fire in the Stone"?"

"Yes," Pu Yuyang said, "Speaking of which, Wang Zixu is still my high school classmate."

An Younan's voice boomed in the headphones: "What's the situation?"

"High school classmate?" Duan Xiaosang raised his eyebrows.

Pu Yuyang waved his hand: "Don't get me wrong, it's just a coincidence. I didn't accept his manuscript because of this relationship. I don't have that much power."

Duan Xiaosang followed An Younan's instructions. The instruction asked: "What was Wang Zixu like in high school?"

Pu Yuyang smiled: "To be honest, I didn't have a deep impression of him in high school. I only know that he has been very fond of literature since high school."

After hearing this answer, An Younan was disappointed. This kind of history of the growth of literary and artistic youth is as standard as an AI-generated character template, making it uninteresting.

Pu Yuyang showed a nostalgic expression: "At that time, Chen Qingluo was our classmate for a while, and many of our classmates were inspired to have literary dreams..."

Duan Xiaosang asked: "Have you ever been classmates with Chen Qingluo?"