Chapter 529 We Don’t Write Poetry Anymore

In the summer of 1987, Fang Minghua was a temporary substitute in the seminar of Yanjing Lu Academy. During this period, he came to Xi Chuan. When talking about Haizi, Xi Chuan said that Haizi once traveled to Qinghai and passed by Chengdu to find Shang Zhongmin. At this time, Shang Zhongmin was there. He teaches at Chengdu Hydropower Engineering School. I wonder if he is still there now?

And it’s summer now, so I don’t know if there’s anyone in the school?

No matter what, I have nothing to do, so I might as well go there.

Fang Minghua bought a traffic map of Chengdu, figured out the location of Chengdu Hydropower Engineering School, and squeezed onto the bus.

Chengdu Hydropower Engineering School is located on Airport Road. Fang Minghua drove there and rushed there. The school was already on holiday. This was a technical secondary school and the campus was not big. Fang Minghua walked around and found it empty.

He was a little unwilling to give up, so he asked an old man at the gate.

Unexpectedly, when Fang Minghua mentioned the name Shang Zhongmin, the old man actually knew him.

"He, it's not good to stay at the Ministry of Water Resources in Yanjing. He has to come to our technical secondary school to teach? Teaching is good, so why should he write poems? He made a mistake in organizing a student parade last year, and the school gave him He punished me and he resigned, but the young man was a nice guy and gave me cigarettes every time he saw me, hehe."

Resigned?

"Then do you know where he went?" Fang Minghua asked.

"I was still in Chengdu," the old man said, "I met him one time and he said that he had opened a company that sells computers. He also gave me a business card and said that if I buy computers, I can get a discount from him. Isn't this nonsense? ? What do I know about computers as an old man, haha"

"Do you still have your business card?"

"Here, I'll look for it for you." The old man opened the drawer and took out a business card.

Fang Minghua took it and took a look:

Chairman and General Manager of Chengdu Tianhong Communications Company: Shang Zhongmin.

This name is quite noble.

It also has the company address on it.

"Thank you, uncle." Fang Minghua thanked him and left the school.

Shang Zhongmin's company is located in Chengdu Computer City, with Moziqiao as the "Technology Street" in the central area. It was also famous throughout the country at that time, and there was a saying that "there is Zhongguancun in the north and Moziqiao in the south."

Like Zhongguancun, the streets are narrow and lined with shops, all of which are equipped with computer equipment. Minghua finally found No. 46 Moziqiao, which is a five-story old building. Walking into the narrow corridor, each floor is filled with various shops. I work in a computer supplies company. When I walked to the end of the fifth floor, Minghua saw the office with the sign "Chengdu Tianhong Communication Technology Co., Ltd."

He leaned toward the window and took a look. The office was small and a bit messy. Shang Zhongmin was sitting behind a boss's desk, staring at the computer screen and operating something.

Minghua knocked on the door and went in. Shang Zhongmin looked up and was stunned when he saw it was him.

"Is it you? Editor Fang?!"

"I have resigned from my position as editor-in-chief of "Yanhe". You can just call me Minghua." Fang Minghua explained:

"Zhou Keqin, the vice chairman of your Provincial Writers Association, passed away. On behalf of the Qin Provincial Writers Association, I came to express my condolences. I thought of you and came to see you."

"Zhou Keqin? Is he the author of "Xu Mao and His Daughters"? He passed away? Unfortunately, I read that novel when I was in college." Shang Zhongmin answered and then asked:

"How did you find this place?"

Fang Minghua briefly explained the process.

The two exchanged a few words, and Fang Minghua glanced around again and said with a smile, "It's not bad to open a company and become the boss."

"What the hell, boss, I'm the only one of four." Shang Zhongmin said in a self-deprecating tone, and asked Fang Minghua to sit down. Then he ran next door and poured Minghua a glass of water.

"What? Go to the sea and stop writing poems?" Fang Minghua asked.

"Now, what is there to write about? Look at what they are writing now?!" Shang Zhongmin suddenly took out a magazine from his office desk and handed it to Fang Minghua.

It was the "Reader's Digest" that Song Tangtang showed him at home!

"Look at this poem." Shang Zhongmin pointed to Wang Guozhen's "If Life Isn't Generous enough" on the front page.

"You think this deserves to be called a poem?! Even in vernacular, you can't write it like this." At this point, Shang Zhongmin sighed:

"But I heard that Wang Guozhen's poem was very popular on university campuses. Thinking about what was popular when we were in college, it was totally different from the era."

"Do you miss Beidao Gu Cheng and the others?" Fang Minghua asked with a smile.

"Hey, let's not talk about it. I said I won't talk about poetry." Shang Zhongmin avoided the topic: "Then I'll call you Minghua. Since you're here, I'll treat you to hot pot in the evening and treat Hu Dong, Wanxia and the others as well. Call, we haven’t gotten together for a long time. Now everyone is busy with their own things, and today is an opportunity.”

"Hu Dong Wanxia? Aren't you worried that we will have a quarrel like that at the poetry party in 1986?" Fang Minghua said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

"What are you arguing about?" Shang Zhongmin laughed and said, "No, because they don't write poetry anymore!"

At around five o'clock, the two of them went downstairs and took the bus straight to Renmin Road, where they arrived at a restaurant called "Chengdu Old Hotpot".

A table near the back was already full of people. Wan Xia and Hu Dong, whom Minghua knew, were here. In addition to these two, Shang Zhongmin introduced Li Yawei, Ma Song,... and a girl named Zhai Yongming, just returned from the United States.

Only then did Minghua know:

They are all Chengdu poets who have dominated the poetry world in the past few years!

But today, no one talks about poetry.

They talked about making money, starting a company, even how to woo girls, and the embarrassing things about going to college, but they didn't mention poetry.

After introducing each other, Fang Minghua learned that Wan Xia is now an editor of a literary magazine in Chengdu and deals with poetry. The rest of the people are far away from poetry and even literature.

Shang Zhongmin opened a communications company.

Li Yawei is a restaurant owner.

Ma Song joined a company.

Hu Dong is now unemployed.

Zhang Zao went abroad,

Bai Hua went abroad

The Sichuan poetry group that once dominated the poetry world has disappeared.

In addition to chatting, everyone drinks. Sichuan people drink a lot. Although Fang Minghua can drink a lot, he can't stand the bombardment of several people.

So Shang Zhongmin laughed and said that many people in Sichuan Province used to be dissatisfied with the poems they wrote, but no one was dissatisfied with drinking!

That year, Haizi came back from a long trip in Qinghai and passed by Chengdu to stay at my place for a few days. Every day, he was drunk by a few of us.

"Yes, where is Haizi? I haven't heard from him for a long time." Shang Zhongmin asked with concern.

"He was not in a good mental state. He tried to commit suicide last year but was saved by Xichuan and sent to the hospital for treatment."

"Oh"

"Ah"

Everyone sighed for a while, but soon changed the topic to playing rock-paper-scissors.

After dinner, everyone went their separate ways, and Fang Minghua said goodbye to Shang Zhongmin.

"Minghua, come see me next time you come to Chengdu, and we'll have hot pot together!"

"Okay, call me when you come to Xijing, and I'll treat you to mutton soup." Fang Minghua said.

"I'll also drink your Xifeng wine!"

The two laughed and parted.

This was the last time Fang Minghua saw Shang Zhongmin.