Chapter 236 The Suspended Literary Magazine
In the following days, Li Changhe attended classes and created works as usual, and the days passed quietly.
During this period, the only activity Li Changhe participated in was the May Fourth Literary Society's reception of literary members from thirteen schools.
Each school's literary society sent a member to the capital, and they finally gathered in front of the stone lions at the west gate of Peking University.
Li Changhe was not familiar with them. He just entertained them and had dinner with them at the Changzheng Hotel in the evening together with Zou Shifang, Chen Jiangong and several members of the Peking University Literary Society.
Li Changhe didn't say much at the dinner table, but listened to them discussing the details of the joint creation.
The group of people also found a place to hold the meeting, which was none other than the staff quarters on the Peking University campus.
Because among them, the representative of Wuhan University, Zhang Hua, his father is the deputy secretary of the branch of the Geography Department at Peking University, and his family has a house in Peking University.
And this house became their base for meetings.
Of course, these people at the dinner table also invited Li Changhe to participate in the founding of the magazine, but Li Changhe declined.
Li Changhe really didn't think highly of their makeshift team, which was full of enthusiasm but lacked forethought.
Sure enough, one day in late October, Chen Jiangong found Li Changhe again.
"Changhe, something happened!"
Seeing Chen Jiangong's dejected look, Li Changhe frowned slightly.
"What happened?"
"The publication of This Generation magazine was stopped, and our printing was sealed directly at the printing factory. We were not allowed to print anymore."
Chen Jiangong said dejectedly.
"The printing house was shut down?"
Li Changhe was a little surprised that these people were so quick. They went directly to the printing factory?
"Yes, they said that one of the poems was too critical, so the higher-ups stopped publishing it. But I think that's just a superficial reason. How could a poem be stopped?"
"You're not too stupid!"
Li Changhe said calmly that he had reminded them a long time ago, but unfortunately Chen Jiangong and the others did not listen.
"Alas, the problem now is that the investment is too great."
"Wuhan was responsible for the first issue. They printed 7200 copies in the first print run, and invested yuan in the early stages."
"I paid a month's salary myself, and all I got in return was three tons of waste paper!"
Chen Jiangong looked heartbroken when he talked about this.
Li Changhe also looked at him in shock.
"You guys are really courageous. Who paid for 7200 yuan?"
79 yuan in 7200 was really not a small amount of money.
"The bulk of the money came from Wuhan University, and their president was quite supportive."
"We originally set the price at 45 cents, thinking that if we printed 15,000 copies, we would be able to make back our investment, but we never expected something like this would happen."
"What Wuhan is saying now is to rescue the books immediately, no matter how many pages have been printed, even if they are incomplete, and then sell them. After all, many students have paid for them."
“Sell as many as you can!”
Finally, Chen Jiangong left dejectedly. He didn't go to Li Changhe to give any advice, but just to talk to Li Changhe about his depression.
In fact, they acted very quickly. After all, part of the "This Generation" magazine had been printed in the printing factory, probably only about half of the original amount.
These incomplete copies were sent directly from Wuhan University to all parts of the country. Each school received a large package and then started selling them.
Li Changhe also bought one out of curiosity, took a look at it, and then shook his head.
In fact, in terms of content, "This Generation" is worthy of being a literary collection jointly produced by various schools. The content is indeed very good and there is nothing too unusual.
The mistake is that they played too big.
As expected, the release of "This Generation" was also very popular, even though it was only a half-released copy.
It is said that in some schools, someone bought this book for five yuan a copy.
The Department of Economics was no exception. The book that Li Changhe received became the object of many students in the Department of Economics' eager circulation.
Lao Tao even brought Li Changhe a more gossipy news.
"What? They're still planning for the second season?"
"They are really crazy!"
Li Changhe was speechless when he heard the news that Lao Tao told him.
I originally thought that the ban had already alerted Chen Jiangong and others, but unexpectedly, seeing that the incomplete copies of the first issue were selling well, Peking University actually started preparing for the second issue.
Not only that, the number of literary societies joining from all over the country has expanded from the initial thirteen to more than twenty.
In this regard, Li Changhe could only shake his head.
If it rains, let it rain. If my mother wants to get married, let them get married.
However, Li Changhe soon found out and the second phase was not completed.
Because this time, strict instructions were issued from above.
The head of Peking University's Chinese Department and Deputy Secretary Zhang of the Department of Geology and Geography were both called in and severely criticized, and even issued a notice.
The president of Wuhan University was also criticized in the notice.
It is said that after Deputy Secretary Zhang came back, he cursed loudly in the office, saying that it was still the case in this day and age to punish relatives by association.
After hearing this, Li Changhe was also speechless for Deputy Secretary Zhang.
It's a pity that the father has no choice but to take the blame for his son's trouble. It's his son's fault for treating their home as his "base".
However, after this incident, the cross-school cooperation was completely shelved, and even the school did not allow the literature department to mess around anymore.
Seeing the fate of the Department of Literature, the students of the Department of Economics couldn't help but feel emotional, all thanks to Li Changhe.
You have to know that their Economics Department originally wanted to work with many colleges and universities to create a college student economics newspaper.
But if that really happens, their fate will not be much better than that of the Department of Literature.
You have to know that in this era, the Department of Literature is the real ace department in the school that is domineering and arrogant.
Even the Department of Literature was directly eliminated, not to mention the Department of Economics, a major that was not loved by everyone. Invisibly, Li Changhe's reputation in the Department of Economics rose again.
However, Li Changhe had no time to take care of this at the moment, because the Writers' Congress had begun.
The Writers' Congress actually has nothing to do with Li Changhe.
However, on the side of the National Congress of Writers and Artists, the Shaanxi delegation came to Beijing, and a young man followed them. He was none other than Tao Haisu's long-time friend, the future famous writer Comrade Lu Yao.
Of course, Lu Yao is not yet qualified to be a member of the Shaanxi delegation. He is now just an editor of Yanhe Magazine.
He just took the opportunity to come along with the delegation to Beijing.
Beijing, railway station.
Looking at the huge crowd coming out, Tao Haisu looked at every passenger leaving the station with a nervous expression.
Until a group of people came out together.
Tao Haisu immediately spotted the short Lu Yao.
"Old Wang, this way!"
Tao Haisu shouted loudly to Lu Yao at this time.
Lu Yao's real name is Wang Weiguo, and Lu Yao is just his pen name, so Lao Tao calls him Lao Wang.
Lu Yao saw Lao Tao, said a few words to the people he was traveling with, and then walked over carrying a lot of bags.
He was born in 1949 and turns exactly 30 this year.
"Lao Tao!"
When they met, the two of them gave each other a big hug, and then Lu Yao looked at Li Changhe.
"No need for introduction, I know you are Comrade Li Changhe, right?"
Lu Yao said to Li Changhe with a smile.
Li Changhe nodded: "Hello, Comrade Lu Yao."
"We have known each other for a long time. We don't need to be so polite. You can call me Lao Wang just like Lao Tao. I will call you Chang He. How about that?"
Lu Yao spoke loudly at this time. He was a quick-witted, righteous and enthusiastic person.
This may be related to his family, because Lu Yao has four parents, a pair of biological parents and a pair of adoptive parents. The adoptive parents are his uncle and aunt.
There were eight children in his family, and he was the eldest. Because of this, he lived in poverty at that time, so he was adopted by his uncle's family.
Now that he is an adult, he not only has to support four parents, but also has to help several brothers and sisters, which has cultivated his altruistic character.
"Okay, Lao Wang, since you said so, why should I disagree?"
Li Changhe said with a smile.
"Come on, let's go eat first. Changhe and I took a day off today just to host you!"
"You said so too. It's not easy to come to the capital, and you brought so many bags with you. Why did you bring so many things for us?"
Tao Haisu said to Lu Yao with a smile.
Lu Yao rolled his eyes at him, then said, "You wish. I'll bring you something?"
"These are for my father-in-law and mother-in-law."
"Your sister-in-law is about to give birth, so I thought I'd come over to tell you two the good news and visit you while I'm at it."
Tao Haisu felt a little embarrassed when he heard this.
Li Changhe burst into laughter.
This brother is indeed a wonderful person.
"You are the same. Your sister-in-law is about to give birth, and you are still running to the capital. Isn't this just a waste of time?"
Tao Haisu then spoke.
Lu Yao shook his head: "There is no way. I can't smoke at home. She can't stand the smell of cigarettes and always quarrels with me."
"Why not take this opportunity to visit the two elders in Beijing, bring her some news and keepsakes from home, and talk to you guys about something while I'm at it."
Lu Yao was a heavy smoker, the kind that never put down its cigarette. While speaking, he had already taken out a cigarette box from his pocket and handed it to Li Changhe and Tao Haisu.
"I don't smoke!"
Li Changhe shook his head.
"Okay, give it to me, he doesn't smoke!"
Tao Haisu took it and lit it, then said to Li Changhe: "Old Wang not only likes to smoke, but also likes to smoke good cigarettes."
"Most of his salary and royalties go to smoking."
"He's the only one willing to buy cigarettes that cost eight yuan a pack."
Li Changhe was a little surprised when he heard this.
Wow, cigarettes cost eight dollars a pack, and this was in 79.
"I can't help it. It's just my hobby. I'm used to smoking good cigarettes. I just can't drink the ordinary ones."
"Otherwise, why would I come to the capital for this?"
His wife can't smell cigarettes now because she is pregnant, but he really can't quit, and his body already smells strongly of cigarette oil.
There is no choice but to take this opportunity to come out.
"Let's go, I'll take you to dinner first. Changhe is treating you today, and the food is definitely better than the food your delegation is having!"
Tao Haisu continued to speak with a smile at this time.
"Oh? What to eat?"
"Go to the Capital Hotel!"
The three of them quickly arrived at the Beijing Hotel, and by the evening, Lu Yao and another good friend of Lao Tao also came over, and the four of them began to eat and chat.
(There will be another chapter later, but it will probably be quite late!)
(End of this chapter)