Rebirth 1981 starts with saving the sisters from the neighboring village.

Last year's literary seminar was a success. Luo Yihe, who was not yet ill at the time, published more than a dozen poems and poetic theories in publications such as "Youth Poetry" and "Shanxi Literature", and he suddenly became famous.

The same goes for Liu Xichuan, and the most impressive one should be Haizi. This guy wrote nearly [-] words of poetry in a year, and he can even publish a collection of poems.

Even Yu Dongfang published two poems and received ten yuan in royalties. Just this, he was very happy.

Then he treated the guests to dinner, which cost 20 yuan, but he paid [-] yuan for the meal. . .

There are also many outstanding young students who have published many poems, novels, etc.

Yu Dongfang and others also received awards from many universities. Suddenly, the youth literature seminar organized by Yu Dongfang and others became a famous top literary event.

This year has not officially started yet, but there are already more than a hundred people who have written and sent their works and said they want to come and participate.

In this world, if there are people who are better than others, then there are those who are just soy sauce. The only one who was in trouble was Vice Chairman Peng Wanhua, mainly because he really didn't have time.

"Who do you plan to invite this year?" When it comes to the seminar, Peng Wanhua is not embarrassed at all. The logistics is his credit. Who dares to deny it? Chao Yu Dongfang continued to ask.

"To be honest, it's better to use someone who is new than someone who is familiar with it. I feel that Teacher Lu Yao is more reliable as the main speaker. Why don't we invite him? There are also Yang Xiao, the editor-in-chief of "Science Fiction World" and others."

Yu Dongfang carefully replied that he was really frightened by Peng Wanhua just now.

He usually felt that Peng Wanhua was easy to get along with, but he didn't expect to get angry because of this matter today. Suddenly he remembered the time when he was sick and borrowed money for medical treatment two years ago. Looking at his performance today, he suddenly felt warm in his heart.

No one is rich these days, and there are really not many people who value friendship so seriously. I thought about leaving my hometown to study. Although there are many people in the city, I have only a handful of close friends. He is an emotional person, and when he thought about this, he suddenly felt like there was sand in his eyes.

"Damn it, Old Yu, you just keep talking, why are you wiping away tears?" Chen Tao yelled when he saw Yu Dongfang wiping his eyes.

"Sand is in, sand is in." Yu Dongfang said as he wiped it.

Peng Wanhua glanced at Yu Dongfang. Although he didn't know clearly, he roughly guessed something and kicked Chen Tao in the butt. "You only have so many things to do!"

Then he said to Yu Dongfang: "Okay, no problem."

It's settled.

during the weekends.

Peng Wanhua and Yu Dongfang also invited Haizi, who was in the editorial department of the University of Political Science and Law, to visit Luo Yihe.

In a small farmyard in Changping, Luo Yihe was weeding in the vegetable field.

"Yihe, who do you think is coming?"

"What the hell, why are you here?" Luo Yihe was surprised to see everyone arriving.

Peng Wanhua put the fruit basket in his hand on the table, "I see you are recovering well."

"It's just a minor problem. I'll go back to school after some rest." Luo Yihe put down his hoe and found a few clean teacups to pour tea for Peng Wanhua and others.

Peng Wanhua reminded: "The medical conditions in China are still limited. Do you want to go to the big hospital in Xiangjiang for a check-up?"

He remembered that Luo Yihe died of massive cerebral hemorrhage in his previous life, and he wanted to see if he could be saved in this life.

"No, don't spend this wasted money. I don't know my body well yet." Luo Yihe waved his hand.

Do you know your der?

Peng Wanhua wanted to complain, according to history, you have less than six years to live.

Thinking of this, Peng Wanhua felt that time was running out, so he winked at Haizi and Yu Dongfang.

Haizi suddenly understood and advised one after another: "Yes, Lao Peng is right, your body is too bad, it is better to go to a big hospital for a check-up than to be confused."

Yu Dongfang also advised: "Money is not an issue. Your health is much more important than a little money."

"That's right, you don't have to worry about money. Our brothers will collect it for you. If it's not big enough, you can borrow it from me. You can work for me to pay off the debt." Peng Wanhua said with a smile.

He didn't say give it away. After all, giving money would hurt your self-esteem. Borrowing money should at least make the other person feel equal.

Luo Yihe glanced at a few people and suddenly felt warm in his heart.

After several people's persuasion, Luo Yihe finally agreed to go for a check-up.

The rest was simple. Peng Wanhua arranged for people from Xiangjiang to contact him and finally sent Luo Yihe to the hospital.

……

The second symposium on youth literature was officially held.

Chen Tao looked at the huge crowds of people at the venue and the roar of gongs and drums. He crossed it out, this one didn't exist.

Woo hoo la la, there are hundreds of people.

He was a little dumbfounded.

To be honest, he is a bit vain about taking over the position of president in the future.

Fortunately, Yu Dongfang was very strong. He patted Chen Tao on the shoulder and strode to the podium. He could easily hold on to the scene.

Although the speaker this time was still Teacher Lu Yao, the editor-in-chief of "Science Fiction World" magazine participated, making the seminar even more popular.

After all, not everyone likes poetry, and science fiction plays an important role in the literary world.

As soon as Editor-in-Chief Yang Xiao finished speaking, he received applause from the whole room.

"Teacher Yang, I am Liu Cixin, please sign for me."

A young man rushed forward and asked Yang Xiao to sign and leave his contact information.

After all, the seminar is actually a kind of resource promotion meeting. For those who are interested in writing, who doesn’t want to have an editor friend? Not to mention the editor-in-chief of Science Fiction World.

Hearing this name, Peng Wanhua, who was maintaining order, turned his head and looked around. This man had a Chinese character face and was about 20 years old.

With just one glance, Peng Wanhua knew that this person was the No. 1 domestic science fiction novelist in his previous life - Da Liu.

I can only say that this world is too small.

"Hey, Mr. Yang, my name is Yu Wei, please sign for me too!"

A dumbfounded young man squeezed in and asked Yang Xiao to sign.

Hearing this, Peng Wanhua looked over again.

This young man's arrogant and unruly hair was as messy as a bundle of straw. He looked around with his beady eyes. When he saw Peng Wanhua looking at him, the corner of his mouth curled up into a smile.

Peng Wanhua responded with a friendly smile.

He didn't expect that a small seminar would bring out two top names in the literary world.

"Mo Ye, where is your notebook? Give it to me and I'll ask the teacher to sign it for you." Yu Wei shouted towards the crowd.

It turns out that Guan Moye is here too.

However, he didn't have Yu Wei's head iron and couldn't squeeze in, so he quickly handed the notebook to Yu Wei who was stuck in the crowd.

After Guan Moye came over to communicate with teacher Lu Yao last year, he felt that his writing ability had improved a lot.

This time I found out about the time and came to the meeting again. He met Yu Wei at the venue, and the two had a pleasant conversation and immediately became close friends.

Seeing the literary leaders from his previous life appearing together, Peng Wanhua looked at the hundreds of people at the venue, maybe there were other big names here.

What else could he say, he could only mutter silently:

Holy crap, you are awesome!