Chapter 156

In the last 4 days, "Cultural Bitter Travel" has gone crazy!

Once it was released, major media outlets swarmed in like sharks smelling blood, and reports followed one after another.

This was the latest masterpiece from the writer December after a half-year hiatus; just this gimmick alone was worth reporting, and it had to be in the most important position, like the opening of the A-section!

Because it was said that everyone who had read it praised it highly, and the word-of-mouth was excellent. How could the media not come over to get a piece of this feast?

For example: China Youth Daily's news headline: "Cultural Bitter Travel", another classic by the writer December!

People's Daily: After reading "Cultural Bitter Travel", I enjoyed a literary feast!

Guangming Daily: "Cultural Bitter Travel", a cultural pursuit that goes deep into the bone marrow!

Shanghai Xinmin Evening News: "To Live" is a classic, "Cultural Bitter Travel" is a myth!

The headlines of domestic mainstream media were all praising it like this, and the local newspapers in various provinces and cities below were even more blatant.

For example, Beijing Daily: "Cultural Bitter Travel", the pinnacle of prose!

For example, Xiangnan Daily: Two classics in one year, the literary giant creates brilliance again!

Beijing.

In the evening, Chen Gaoyuan, who had returned home, handed the latest issue of "Harvest" to his wife Zhong Lan, sat down, took a sip of tea, and said: "Lanlan, take a look."

"Look at what?"

"Li Heng has a new book out."

Zhong Lan ignored him and continued her work.

Seeing this, Chen Gaoyuan said: "The new book is 'Cultural Bitter Travel'. It has a huge influence and the response is very good. I was busy with work and didn't know at first; it was only after a friend highly recommended it to me that I knew Li Heng had published a new book."

Zhong Lan asked unconvinced: "Which friend?"

Chen Gaoyuan smiled bitterly: "Zhao Ming, you know him. As the editor-in-chief of 'People's Literature', he has always been sparing with his words and rarely evaluates his peers publicly, but this time the evaluation he gave was extremely high."

Zhong Lan naturally knew what kind of person Zhao Ming was and how talented he was. Hearing this, she stopped her work and asked reluctantly: "How did he evaluate it?"

Chen Gaoyuan picked up the newly bought People's Daily and handed it to her: "He said: In Chinese prose, after Zhu Ziqing and Qian Zhongshu, there is December."

"Such a high evaluation?" As a senior intellectual who had attended university, Zhong Lan understood the gold content of this statement in an instant, so she appeared particularly surprised.

Although she had a knot in her heart, Zhong Lan's curiosity was completely hooked. After hesitating for a while, she finally washed her hands and picked up the "Harvest" magazine on the table.

Opening it, it was "Cultural Bitter Travel".

At the beginning, there was even a small preface by Chen Laoyezi Ba: Xiangchu has much beauty, and people have their own spirit. The writer December has once again awakened the dignity of prose established by the Eight Great Masters of the Tang and Song Dynasties; he has recast the soul of the Eight Great Masters of the Tang and Song Dynasties thinking about the world.

Staring blankly, Zhong Lan read Chen Laoyezi Ba's preface three times, frowned, and couldn't help but take a deep breath: "Chen Laoyezi Ba isn't afraid of smashing his own brand?"

Chen Gaoyuan laughed and shook his head, "You, you still have a knot in your heart. Since Chen Laoyezi Ba dared to write the preface, he naturally has his reasons."

Seeing her husband defending that little thing so persistently, Zhong Lan curled her lips, didn't say anything more, refocused her mind, and began to read.

Once she started reading, she was poisoned, fell into it, and suddenly didn't know the time or the year, or where she was.

Chen Gaoyuan slowly drank a cup of tea, smiled at his wife, and then got up and went to Chen Laoyezi's side.

At this moment, Chen Xiaomi was also there, along with the second sister Chen Xiaohong and her husband Sun Desheng.

Having just finished reading the "Harvest" magazine brought by her youngest daughter, Chen Laoyezi reached out and touched the pages, sighing: "Xiangchu has much beauty, and people have their own spirit. Good! Good! It is deserved! Li Heng deserves it. It's been more than half a year since I returned to my hometown, and I don't know if your mother is getting used to it over there."

Seeing his father become sentimental, which was rare, Chen Xiaomi and the second sister Chen Xiaohong looked at each other and asked: "Dad, why don't I go back to my hometown and sweep the weeds from Mom's grave."

Chen Laoyezi stared at the last line of "Cultural Bitter Travel" and remained silent for a long time. After a good while, he asked: "How did he write such an article?"

Hearing this, Chen Gaoyuan, Chen Xiaohong, and Sun Desheng all looked at Chen Xiaomi. The youngest sister was an editor for People's Literature and an industry insider, so she was better informed.

Chen Xiaomi said: "According to friends at 'Harvest' magazine, in order to write 'Cultural Bitter Travel', after Li Heng left Beijing last time, he went to Dunhuang in Gansu, then to Chengdu, and then to the Three Gorges, traveling through more than half of China. Every time he visited a scenic spot, he would write an article on the spot.

I heard that for this matter, the editor-in-chief and editors of 'Harvest' magazine personally ran to Dongting Lake to meet with Li Heng. After returning, they removed two short stories that were originally scheduled to be published.

It is said that for this matter, some editors were making a fuss at first, but after reading 'Cultural Bitter Travel', they all turned around and comforted the writers under them."

Once these words were spoken, the room was silent, and you could hear a pin drop.

After a long while, Sun Desheng couldn't help but agree: "Tsk tsk, truly overflowing with talent!"

Chen Laoyezi looked at his second son-in-law and then looked at his son, "How is Zijin doing at school?"

Chen Gaoyuan replied: "Very well. I went to school this morning and saw her. Zijin is very satisfied with Renmin University."

Chen Laoyezi's eyelids drooped, and his fingers tapped the table rhythmically.

As the tapping sound on the table spread, the room suddenly became a bit oppressive.

Chen Xiaohong asked: "Dad, you don't want Zijin to transfer schools, do you? To Fudan University?"

Chen Gaoyuan was stunned!

Sun Desheng and Chen Xiaomi were also stunned!

Ignoring his daughter's question, Chen Laoyezi continued to tap for a while, suddenly stopped, and asked his son: "Has Zhong Lan read it?"

Chen Gaoyuan said: "She is reading it."

Chen Laoyezi waved his hand, "You all go out first and help with cooking. Xiaomi, stay."

Chen Gaoyuan, Chen Xiaohong, and Sun Desheng looked at each other for a few seconds, then got up and left.

When the footsteps outside the door had gone far away, Chen Xiaomi finally couldn't help but ask: "Dad, you don't really want to transfer Zijin to Fudan University, do you? Even if it's good for Zijin, but for the reputation of our Chen family..."

Chen Laoyezi coughed.

Chen Xiaomi immediately shut her mouth; she understood that she had misunderstood.

Chen Laoyezi said in a low voice, "Li Heng failed the college entrance examination and missed Peking University by one point. Due to the Chen family's past harshness toward him, I had intended to inquire about this matter, but an old colleague at Peking University told me that Li Heng was unwilling to come to Peking University."

"Ah? Dad, why didn't you tell us about this?" Chen Xiaomi was very surprised.

Chen Laoyezi said: "This is not something glorious."

Chen Xiaomi asked again: "Zijin is in Beijing, why is Li Heng unwilling to come? Could it be that they had a conflict? Or does he not want to be too close to our family?"

Chen Laoyezi pondered for a moment and instructed: "If something is abnormal, there must be a demon. It's not that simple. You go and probe Zijin's tone, and also, take Shao..."

Halfway through, he paused, "Forget it. Zijin has military training tomorrow, you go see her on my behalf."

Even though Chen Xiaomi had doubts, she still got up and left.

Shaoshi, Teachers College.

Because of Li Heng's tireless pursuit of their daughter, Song Shi and Jiang Yue paid close attention to Li Heng's actions. Upon learning that "Cultural Bitter Travel" had been released, they also bought the "Harvest" magazine to read it as soon as possible.

After reading it carefully, Jiang Yue asked: "Old Song, what do you think?"

Song Shi pondered and opened his mouth: "These prose collections are full of cultural charm, the language is clean, beautiful, smooth, and pretty, and at the same time, they embody love and understanding for the emotions of Chinese culture. Between the lines, a rich cultural heritage is revealed. It's too rare."

Jiang Yue pointed to several newspapers on the coffee table and said: "You are just like them, you are all praising him."

Song Shi smiled, "Seeking truth from facts."

Jiang Yue's mood was complicated: "Such a person actually didn't get into Peking University."

Song Shi turned his head, "Didn't you oppose him getting too close to our daughter?"

Jiang Yue said: "I opposed it because he is somewhat, somewhat fickle in his feelings and not a good match for Yu Bao. I didn't deny his ability."

As she spoke, Jiang Yue took out the Xiangnan Daily and Shao Yang Daily and sighed: "Look, these media outlets have all treated him as the business card of our Xiangnan. I didn't expect that a person who couldn't eat or dress well a year ago, and who was looked down upon by the Chen family, has now reached this point."

Song Shi had watched Li Heng change day by day and felt deeply about this: "Who says it isn't? This person, it really fits that old saying, 'Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river'. A person who is strong himself only needs an opportunity."

Jiang Yue asked hesitantly: "Do you think he will still pester Yu Bao?"

Song Shi nodded and shook his head: "You know better than I do. However, I think it's better not to interfere too much at this stage. They are at the most rebellious age; the more you interfere, the easier it is to go in the opposite direction. Li Heng has now gone to Shanghai, so far away from our daughter, it's not easy to stay in touch.

Furthermore, Shanghai is a big place; no one can say for sure what will happen in the future."

Jiang Yue understood her husband's underlying meaning, and thinking about how her daughter had always deliberately kept her distance from Li Heng, her worries were immediately reduced a lot.

It wasn't that she didn't appreciate Li Heng; they could be acquaintances and friends.

But as a son-in-law, as a woman and a mother, she instinctively felt it wasn't a fortunate thing.

Shaoshi No. 1 High School.

In an office, a group of old partners were taking over a new class and were gathering together.

Seeing Wang Runwen smiling at the newspaper, Teacher Wang Qi next to her couldn't help but ask: "Runwen, did you find a treasure or what? You're so happy reading a newspaper. We've known each other for so many years, and I've never seen you smile like this."

Wang Runwen adjusted her glasses with her fingertips, "Really? Haven't I always smiled when I meet you?"

Teacher Yang shook his head: "It's different, it's really different. In the past, your smile didn't reach your eyes, just like when we meet leaders, mostly perfunctory. Today, you are smiling from the heart. Tell us, did you think of some happy event while reading the newspaper?"

Wang Runwen put down the newspaper: "Nothing, just in an exceptionally good mood today."

Teacher Luo reached out to take the newspaper, scanned the news Wang Runwen had just read, and finally sighed: "Incredible! Our Shaoshi has produced such a figure."

The math teacher, who usually spoke the least, said: "For the past two days, the newspapers have been full of news about the writer December. I wonder what he really looks like?"

At this time, Sun Xiaozhang walked over from the office and leaned his head in: "You guys are doing well, sitting around chatting. Let's go, find a place outside, drink and chat."

Teacher Yang asked: "Leader, are you treating? If you treat, I'll go."

Sun Xiaozhang carried his hands behind his back: "Just come."

Hearing this, everyone filed out.

Wang Runwen asked with a smile: "Principal, did you get rich?"

Hearing this, Sun Xiaozhang turned his head and looked at Wang Runwen, saying meaningfully: "I just read 'Cultural Bitter Travel', and I am both happy and sad, so I'm asking you all to drink."

Teacher Luo asked in confusion: "Didn't you spend 2 months arguing with people in the newspaper for the writer December? Why are you sad?"

Sun Xiaozhang sighed depressedly: "Sigh, this is where I'm sad. He was once right under my nose, and I had eyes but didn't recognize Mount Tai."

As a supporter of December, Teacher Wang Qi asked with his neck stiff: "Under your nose? Who?"

Sun Xiaozhang said secretly: "Ask Runwen, see if she's willing to tell you?"

Whoosh, the group of people turned their heads in unison and stared fixedly at the English teacher.

Seeing everyone so curious, Wang Runwen felt inexplicably proud and said: "This matter is a big deal, I have to ask him."

Wang Qi blurted out: "You really know?"

Wang Runwen smiled without saying a word.

Being so close to her idol for the first time, Teacher Wang Qi was a bit unwilling to give up, "Runwen, it's not good for you to eat alone like this. We've been partners for 7 years anyway, and I've always rated you very highly in the past."

Wang Runwen remained unmoved, "I'll ask him."

Hearing the smell of gunpowder getting stronger, Sun Xiaozhang in front waved his hand: "Old Wang, Runwen really has difficulties. Let her ask. Maybe that big shot will have a kind heart, haha..."

When his wife returned from Shanghai and told him that Li Heng was the writer December, Sun Xiaozhang was both angry and amused. Of course, he was mostly happy.

He even thought about it: when Li Heng is willing to reveal his identity in the future, he will use Li Heng as a golden signboard for enrollment and promote him extensively, and he will paste small red papers all over all the counties and towns below.

Shanghai.

"Some people release their lives into the vast earth and sky, distant mountains and vast seas. Among contemporary prose writers, December is a cultural traveler. He walks out of the study and searches for thousands of years of human culture while walking. He uses prose to integrate modernity and tradition. His 'Cultural Bitter Travel' has brought Chinese prose to a new height. He is undoubtedly a giant of contemporary Chinese literature..."

The above is a commentary published in the China Youth Daily, and its commentator is none other than Mr. Yan Jiayan, a leading figure in the study of modern Chinese literature.

"Cultural Bitter Travel" shocked the Chinese literary world with just 6 chapters, and countless big shots published reviews after reading it.

According to media statistics, in just 4 days, the cumulative number of reviews about the writer December and "Cultural Bitter Travel" in major domestic newspapers reached more than 400.

What kind of phenomenon is this?

Following "To Live", Li Heng and his new work have become popular again!

Quietly finishing Mr. Yan Jiayan's review, Yu Shuheng put down the newspaper.

She couldn't help but think: Born in the countryside, becoming famous with one book in half a year, establishing a status in the literary world; then spending another half a year to be promoted to a giant of the literary world, and in between, changing his pen name to write "The Troublesome", this Li Heng's experience is truly legendary.

Just as Yu Shuheng was savoring her tea, the landline phone in front of her rang. Picking it up, she heard Wang Runwen's voice.

"Shuheng?"

"Yeah, it's me. I knew you would call, I've been waiting."

Wang Runwen asked with a smile: "Calculated so accurately?"

Yu Shuheng turned the teacup in her hand and said: "What do you think?"

Wang Runwen shook her long hair, "I only called after I had some wine."

Yu Shuheng said meaningfully: "He is popular now, it has nothing to do with you drinking."

Wang Runwen was silent, and after a long while changed the subject: "Have you seen him?"

Yu Shuheng said: "No formal meeting, but I have news to tell you."

Wang Runwen asked: "What news?"

Yu Shuheng took a small sip of tea: "A woman is very obsessed with him."

Wang Runwen sneered: "A woman? There are many women obsessed with him, and he is obsessed with many women too."

Yu Shuheng said faintly: "This one is different. She drives a Mercedes, is a professor at the Shanghai Theatre Academy, is also a Peking Opera performing artist, and is a literary critic. The most important thing is that her family background is very good."

Wang Runwen frowned, "So powerful, she must be quite old, right?"

Yu Shuheng said: "Indeed a bit older than you."

Wang Runwen crossed her legs, "If you continue like this, I'm hanging up."

Yu Shuheng said: "Hang up then."

Wang Runwen was angry, and after a while asked: "Is the other party's family background better than yours?"

Yu Shuheng didn't answer directly, but said: "Why don't I help you transfer to Shanghai to teach?"

Wang Runwen refused very decisively: "Not coming!"

Just at this moment, there was movement at the door, Yu Shuheng said: "Something came up, hanging up first. In the future, you should still write letters to me; that is the real you."

Hanging up as soon as she said so, the phone made a beeping sound, and Wang Runwen felt inexplicably irritable.

PS: Just checked, this month updated more than 238,200 words, almost 8,000 words per day, the update is okay. It's a pity that my body can't handle it, I can't stay up late to write, otherwise I could write more.

Next month, I will strive to work harder on this basis. Thank you all for your subscriptions and monthly ticket support in September, bowing in gratitude!

Although the average subscription hasn't risen for 40 days, March's mentality is still okay. I feel that everything that needs to be laid out has been laid out, and there is great potential later. I am very interested in finishing the story I want to write.

Hmm, one more thing, if the chapter comments don't involve personal attacks or slander against me, they are generally not deleted, but many are swallowed by the system due to modified content, which I can't control.

Uh, one more thing, this is a harem novel, don't have any single-heroine fantasies about me.

(End of chapter)