Wang Meng actually knew Wang Kewang's difficulties, so he just mentioned it and didn't go on.
Zhang Zhong thought of Zhuang Yu's words just now and asked with a smile, "I heard that the old man mentioned me just now?"
"Yes." Wang Meng nodded. Maybe he felt a little uncomfortable in his sitting position, so he was about to change his position. Wang Kewang quickly went up to help him.
Wang Meng waved his hand, "I can't even twist my body without help."
When he said this, Wang Kewang didn't dare to stretch out his hand again and could only watch the old man move on his own.
Zhang Zhong saw Wang Meng's movements and sighed inwardly. It had not been long since the last time they met, and Mr. Wang's health had deteriorated a lot. The difficulty in his movements now was completely incomparable with the haleness he had when they last met.
Maybe the last illness had a great impact on his body.
But then again, he is Renrui who is over a hundred years old after all, so maybe this is the normal state for him at his age.
After Wang Meng posed with difficulty, he sighed slightly, and then laughed, "Before you came just now, we happened to talk about your "Ordinary World". I heard that the TV series adapted from it will start broadcasting in the next two days.
Right?"
"Well, it will start broadcasting on the evening of the 6th."
"Then I should read it then. Reading this book took a lot of effort out of my eyes. Maybe watching TV will be easier."
Wang Kewang sat next to him with his hands folded between his legs, wondering how the old man could watch TV with his eyes now, but he also knew that he couldn't persuade him, so he could only remain silent.
As a grandson, he didn't say anything, and it was hard for others to say either.
Liu Yuan smiled and took over the conversation and said, "Zhang Zhong, you have a lot of works on TV right now."
"You surf the Internet every day, don't you know?" Wang Yi said.
"The information on the Internet is messy. How can you believe it? This is not the real Buddha here anymore. It's best to ask him."
Zhang Zhong nodded and responded, "There are several, mostly science fiction-themed works."
"Whether it's science fiction or not, it can change the direction of the domestic film and television industry..."
As Liu Yuan was talking, Wang Kewang's cell phone rang.
Taking out his cell phone and looking at it, Wang Kewang said, "It's Lin Ai."
After speaking, he did not shy away and answered the phone in front of Zhang Zhong and the others, "Oh, Mr. Lin, good afternoon."
"Really... It's a pity, I'm not at home now." At this point, he covered the phone and looked at Wang Meng.
Wang Meng nodded to him, "Just say you are here with me."
Wang Kewang released his hand covering the phone and said, "I'm here at my grandfather's residence...you want to come?"
He covered the phone again and looked at Wang Meng.
"Let him come."
"Of course you're welcome. We happen to have some guests at home. The old man asked you to come over and chat with us... Well, okay, you know the address, so I won't pick you up. Okay, I'll wait for you."
After hanging up the phone, Wang Kewang reported in detail, "Lin Ai came to Yanjing and didn't know what business he wanted to see me for. He heard that I was here and wanted to come to visit the old man again."
Wang Meng smiled and said, "Come as you please, there are many people and it's lively, but Lin Ai hasn't been to Yanjing for many years, why is he here suddenly?"
"That's not clear." Wang Kewang shook his head.
Yu Dongyu seemed to know something about the inside story and said, "I heard from the gossip that Lin Ai is going to take a post at Yenching University."
Zhuang Yu asked strangely, "Isn't he in the School of Liberal Arts of Jinling University? How come he wants to go to Yenching University?"
"I don't know the details, but looking at him coming now, this news is most likely true. Of course, according to my guess, it is probably related to the position of the dean of the School of Liberal Arts. Zhu Hongwen, the dean of the School of Liberal Arts at Yanda, has been
He resigned in Japan, and now the position of dean of the School of Liberal Arts is vacant, and he probably came to fill the vacancy. After all, he is only a vice dean at Nanking University."
"I see."
While sighing that Yu Dongyu was indeed Bai Xiaosheng, Zhang Zhong also remembered who this Lin Ai was.
After his "Lotus Leaf Collection" was published, Mr. Lin also came out to criticize some things in the collection.
Lin Ai's literary ideas were greatly influenced by Yueying Society. He advocated the principle of "reason and restraint of emotions" and advocated metrical poetry.
Therefore, poems such as "Error", "Fragment of Chapter" and "Facing the Sea, Spring Blossoms" cannot be tolerated in his eyes.
However, although Lin Ai criticized Zhang Zhong's poems at the time, there was actually no conflict between the two. They just had some conflicts in literary opinions. This is not a big deal in the literary world.
Taking the people here as an example, Wang Yi and Zhuang Yu are rivals in terms of literary schools, but they have a close relationship, which is better than the relationship between writers of the same school.
On the contrary, Li Siqi and Wang Yi, who were both members of the Scar Sect, were unable to deal with them.
Therefore, Zhuang Yu and others knew that Li Ai had criticized Zhang Zhong before, but they did not take it seriously.
Li Ai arrived very quickly. It only took more than half an hour after Wang Kewang hung up the phone before others arrived.
Under the leadership of Wang Kewang, Li Ai entered the courtyard and saw a group of people. His face froze slightly, and then he laughed, "Editor Wang said that the old man has guests here. I was still thinking about who it was. It turned out to be you guys."
Ah. Since we are all acquaintances, I won’t greet them one by one. Mr. Wang, are you in good health recently?"
"Excuse me, I'm in good health. Sit down. Kewang will make a cup of tea for Lin Ai."
"Here comes Editor Wang."
This was the first time Zhang Zhong met Lin Ai. Before, he had only heard of his name but never met him.
Lin Ai was born in 1961, and is exactly sixty years old this year. He is of medium height, in good spirits, and has a pair of small eyes with sparkling light.
Although Zhang Zhong had never met Lin Ai, Lin Ai knew Zhang Zhong's appearance. He was a little surprised to see Zhang Zhong when he came in just now. He didn't expect to see Zhang Zhong here.
This is the first time the two of them have met, but what Lin Ai just said omitted the introduction process.
Lin Ai was a poet, and he had the most social relationships with Wang Kewang, and only nodded acquaintances with Zhuang Yu and others.
As soon as he joined, the topic and atmosphere of the chat immediately changed. After all, everyone was unfamiliar with them, and Zhuang Yu and the others talked less.
In front of everyone, Lin Ai couldn't talk business to Wang Kewang. At the same time, he also noticed that the atmosphere was a little cold due to his arrival, so he raised the topic and said, "I heard that "Poetry" will hold a poetry conference soon?
"
Wang Kewang smiled and said, "Oh, you know all about this? The magazine hasn't decided yet. Whether and when it will be done is still under discussion."
"This is a good thing. Is there any resistance?"
"The main reason is that the theme is difficult to determine, and the sponsors are not yet discussed."
Although "Shilin" is taking the lead in organizing the poetry conference, considering the scale and funding issues, the magazine still wants to find a sponsor, but this matter is not going well, so internal discussions are ongoing.