Chapter 415 The Task Assigned by My Wife (the Third Update)

"Cousin, I am telling my brother-in-law that I should write more and try to win the Nobel Prize." Li Li said with a smile.

"Him?" Song Tangtang glanced at Fang Minghua: "He has too many chores, and he will do this and that for a while."

"My brother-in-law is still young. The British writer and poet Joseph Rudyard Kipling won the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1907. At the age of 41, he was the youngest Nobel Prize winner to date. My brother-in-law only has If you get it before the age of 40, you will surpass him in more than ten years!”

"You have so much confidence in him. Okay, let's not talk about it." Song Tangtang changed the topic and asked Fang Minghua while taking off his coat: "Minghua, what did you talk about last night about the company publishing the novel Lili brought back? how was it?"

"Lili and I have said that we have decided to publish "A Clockwork Orange" and "Norwegian Wood" written by Haruki Shukami. Both of these books have no Chinese translations in China and will definitely sell well." Fang Minghua said.

"Okay." Song Tangtang nodded after listening: "Today at the company, I called the Red Army again and told him about it. He also agreed. I decided to find the Huayue Literature and Art Publishing House to sign the book number with them in Xijing. A long-term agreement to purchase ISBNs so that the Hainan side uses Hainan and the Xijing side uses Huayue without interfering with each other. "

"That's a good idea." Fang Minghua immediately agreed: "When I get to work, find a suitable time to ask President Wang of Huayue Literature and Art Publishing House to have a meal together. You can talk to him on behalf of Shengshi Company. I will help you. I guess the problem won't be solved." big."

"Okay, I'll do as you say. The day after tomorrow, the company's people are going to Hainan. I'll ask them to take these two books over."

The couple were chatting when the nanny came out of the kitchen to greet everyone to dinner.

Li Li wanted to leave but was stopped by Zhou Yunjuan: "Why are we leaving? Just eat here."

"Yes, Lili, why are you in such a hurry to go back?" Song Tangtang also said, "I think it's quite interesting to talk about your experiences abroad."

Li Li didn't hold back and stayed.

After eating and chatting for a while, Li Li was about to ride home. Fang Minghua and his wife stayed for a while, waiting for their daughter Ruirui to fall asleep, then they got in the car and returned home with their son, who was also sleeping soundly, in his arms.

On the road, Song Tangtang drove slowly. Fang Minghua sat in the passenger seat and held his son. He looked at the flickering street outside and suddenly thought of something and asked: "Tangtang, did you give Lili the money?"

"Here, 20,000 yuan. Lili doesn't want it at first. I'll give you the translation fee. If you don't want it, Minghua won't find you to translate next time."

Um.

When Li Li just went to study in the UK, Fang Minghua gave the girl 20,000 yuan in the name of translating for him, and then another 10,000 yuan during the process, and another 20,000 yuan some time ago.

Li Li's parents are both high-level intellectuals, one is a doctor and the other is a university professor. Their family background is not bad, but in this era, the value of knowledge has been greatly devalued.

There is now a popular saying in society: "Those who sell missiles are not as good as those who sell tea eggs, and those who hold scalpels are not as good as those who hold razors."

Li Li went to study in the UK at her own expense, and the tuition was relatively high. It was quite difficult for her family to support her going to school. You can't let a girl wash the dishes while studying in the UK, right?

I earn so much money now but can't spend it all, so I should help my relatives and friends. Besides, my wife and Li Li have a very good relationship and they are like sisters.

Even if the girl is given too much, she doesn’t want it, so Fang Minghua uses this method to support her.

"Tangtang, Lili said today where she will go after graduation." Fang Minghua remembered something and said.

"Where does she want to go?" Song Tangtang glanced at Fang Minghua, obviously also interested in this topic.

"Now she has two choices, to return to China to teach at Yanch University, or to stay in London. The famous British publishing house Heinemann has sent her an invitation letter."

"Where does Lili tend to go?"

"She didn't say it, and I couldn't tell." Fang Minghua answered truthfully.

Song Tangtang was silent for a while, and then suddenly said: "Minghua, go and persuade Lili to come back and be closer to home. Wandering alone is always worrying."

"Shall I persuade you?"

"Yes, Lili listens to you."

"Tangtang, it's not appropriate for me to persuade her. You understand Lili's thoughts somewhat, and I shouldn't get involved in this kind of thing." Fang Minghua reminded.

"I also know that it is not appropriate for you to persuade me, but there is really nothing I can do." Song Tangtang said quietly: "My second aunt and second uncle are very worried about Lili's whereabouts after graduation. They all hope that Lili will return to China. After all, they only have this daughter. Let her come back first and let’s talk about the rest later.”

Fang Minghua was silent, turned his head to look at the street outside, and sighed softly.

Now that he agreed to Song Tangtang, Fang Minghua thought about how to persuade Li Li. Of course, he couldn't be too direct. He had known Li Li for a long time, and he had already felt that this girl looked easy-going on the surface, but was actually very stubborn on the inside.

Let's see the opportunity.

As soon as Fang Minghua went to work the next day, he had just taken a drink of water when Zhao Muchun, the deputy editor in charge of the poetry and prose group, knocked on the door and came in with a poem manuscript in his hand.

"Editor Fang, these are a few poems sent to us by Yanjing's "Trend" Poetry Magazine. Take a look. I think one of them can be launched as a recommendation by the editor."

"Trendency" is a folk poetry journal run by Yanjing poet Xi Chuan, led by the Three Musketeers of Yan University, Ouyang Jianghe, and Chen Dongdong from Shanghai.

Last summer, Fang Minghua went to Lu Academy as a temporary substitute teacher and met Xi Chuan, who was already working at Global magazine. While the two were chatting, Fang Minghua learned that Xi Chuan and others were preparing to establish their own folk poetry magazine, "Tendency."

As they were short of funds, Fang Minghua called Zhao Hongjun to donate 20,000 yuan in the name of the company, and he also donated 5,000 yuan. Xichuan was very grateful and invited Fang Minghua to join their poetry group.

Later, Xichuan sent some of the better poems from their internal poetry magazine to Yanhe, and a large part of them were adopted. Some, such as Haizi's "Dream as a Horse", were recommended by the editor-in-chief and launched.

This time, Zhao Muchun came for this purpose.

Fang Minghua took the manuscript and looked at it. There were "Sunset on the Square" written by Xichuan, "When to Speak the Poem of Rain" by Chen Dongdong, and "September" by Haizi:

Wild flowers on the grassland that witnessed the death of the gods

The wind in the distance is farther than the distance

My piano sound is sobbing and there are no tears

I return this distance to the grassland

One is called Ma Tou and the other is called Ma Wei

My piano sound is sobbing and there are no tears

This poem is also one of Haizi's representative works. Later, it was composed by Zhang Huisheng, who is also a poet and guitarist, and sung by Zhou Yunpeng, a blind folk singer.

It is regrettable that the songwriters of the same name "September" committed suicide one after another, leaving only a blind man and this song to be sung in the world.

Alas.

This is the poem recommended by Zhao Muchun.

"Okay, this poem is also one of the recommended articles by the editor-in-chief, and I will comment on it." Fang Minghua made a decision quickly.

After Zhao Muchun left, Fang Minghua recited the poem repeatedly, and finally wrote a paragraph:

This poem "September" expresses the poet's loneliness through the contrast between the eternal flow of time and the insignificance of the individual, and expresses this loneliness in the infinite time and the boundless space... It expresses the poet's loneliness in the long flow of time, the loneliness of life that will inevitably die, and the sense of insignificance caused by being alone in the vast world. It has the despair after seeing the subtleties of life, a painful spiritual break, and despair of life itself.

"This reminds me of the Tang Dynasty poet Chen Ziang's "Song of Climbing the Youzhou Tower": I don't see the ancients in front of me, and I don't see the future behind me. Thinking of the vastness of the world, I am alone and shed tears."

Okay, that's it.

Fang Minghua called Zhao Muchun to come to get the comments, and suddenly thought of something else.

Aren't you going to talk to Li Li about your graduation destination?

How about using poetry translation as an excuse?