Grandpa's great writer

Chapter 508 Simone de Beauvoir

"Let's go to the Louvre after eating in a while. I'm going to meet a friend in the afternoon. You can go shopping first." When the family sat together for breakfast, Zhang Zhong outlined the itinerary.

"Do you still have friends here?" Hu Huifang asked suspiciously. Zhang Xingjun and Xu Yuhan also looked at Zhang Zhong with puzzled faces. Zhang Chong had never said this before.

Zhang Zhong took a bite of the bread and said with a smile, "I went to see He Kelan and made an appointment to have coffee together in the afternoon. I didn't plan to meet him at first, but he called before you got up. French carrier pigeon I don’t know if you have heard of the award, but this time He Kelan is in charge of the jury, and he called to inform me that I won the award.”

"That's a good thing." Hu Huifang smiled. "Although I haven't heard of this Pigeon Award, since He Kelan is the judge, it shouldn't be too bad. After all, he is also the winner of the Nobel Prize in Literature."

Xu Yuhan continued, "The Carrier Pigeon Award has been very famous in the past two years. It seems that there have been several Nobel Prize winners. Do you go to the Left Bank for coffee?"

Zhang nodded, "Yes."

"Then why don't we also go to drink coffee in the afternoon, the coffee on the left bank is quite famous." Xu Yuhan said.

"Okay, I just went for a stroll." Hu Huifang said.

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"I think this café might make you feel a little more intimate."

Inside the Double Man Cafe, He Kelan said with a smile.

His eyes flicked to the square pillar in the center of the hall, on which sat two wooden pedestals of officials from the Huaxia and Qing dynasties.And the kindness he said should be referring to this.

Zhang Zhong took a sip of the croissant in his glass, and didn't answer the question, but talked about the drink, "I heard that many writers like to come to this cafe, and the French croissant is the most ordered."

In fact, if Zhang Zhong had to choose, he would prefer to go to the Flora Cafe on the right, and he would prefer the atmosphere there.As for the two wooden sculptures on the square pillar, being stared at by them greatly affected the mood of drinking coffee.

It can be seen that He Kelan often comes to this couple's coffee shop. When ordering coffee just now, the waiter even greeted him, as if he knew him.

The Double Old Man Cafe used to be a gathering place for some existentialist writers. It is easy to meet writers and philosophers here, but the situation is different now. Most of the people who come here feel the atmosphere.

"That was in the past, and now everyone prefers to drink something else." He Kelan said with a smile, "The large cup of coffee here is very suitable for our kind of rascal customers who just sit for half a day. Of course, the most important thing is, There's also a lot of wine here."

Zhang Zhong looked around, and saw that many people were looking in this direction. Although he was very restrained, he was still noticed.

What these people should look at is He Kelan. After all, He Kelan is quite famous in Paris, and he often comes here. I am afraid that many people know about his habit. Maybe some of these people came here just to see him.

"Such a place is really suitable for collecting inspiration." Zhang Zhong said.

"I think it's mostly a psychological effect, but this psychological effect is very strong and often very useful. Beauvoir liked to sit here before. She once said that as long as she sat Here, put the white paper on the table, and her fingers will be ready to move, wanting to write." He Kelan said.

"Oh, Simone de Beauvoir? You know her too?" Zhang Zhong asked in surprise. He Kelan was only in his early 60s. He seemed to have just turned 80 when he won the Nobel Prize for Literature at the end of the year before last.Simon Beauvoir should have passed away in the 20s, when He Kelan was only in his [-]s.

He Kelan nodded, "Well, I've known her since I was a teenager, and she would still drink coffee here, but then her health became worse and worse, and she didn't have any symptoms in the last few years before she passed away. I have been here. I was greatly influenced by her to be a writer, she is a very passionate elder, and she is always very excited when expressing her views."

Zhang Zhong did not expect that He Kelan and Simone de Beauvoir had such a past, but He Kelan did have a chance to meet a great writer like Simone de Beauvoir in his teens.

Maybe Simone de Beauvoir never thought that the young man who once sat beside her and listened to her passionate speech would one day become a world-renowned literary master and the winner of the Nobel Prize for Literature.

Simone de Beauvoir is a very controversial writer, and it's not hard to understand just looking at her title.

She is the earliest authoritative theorist of the modern father-daughter movement.

There were many of her theories that seemed shocking at the time, and her private life, her partnership with Sartre, was constantly being gossiped.

Zhang Zhong looked at the table in front of him, and even felt that Simon de Beauvoir was sitting next to him, with his neck held high, and he was radically promoting leftist theories.

He looked at He Kelan and said with some doubts, "But you have not been influenced by Simone de Beauvoir's existentialism."

He Kelan said with a smile, "It was still influential in the early days, but you couldn't see those works. Later, I realized that I was just following the old path taken by my predecessors, so I chose a new path to explore. Fortunately, I It can be regarded as groping for something."

Zhang nodded emphatically. The brand-new way that He Kelan mentioned was actually the expression of the soul that was denigrated at the time as a symbol of the reactionary concepts of metaphorism and non-realism.

"Tell me about the awards this time, will you have time to come and receive the awards?" He Kelan talked about the business.

"There should be. If there are no accidents, I may stay in Paris for a while." Zhang Zhong said.

He Kelan smiled, "I hope the beauty of Paris won't disappoint you. Oh, yes, I almost forgot to give you the invitation letter."

He took out an invitation letter and handed it to Zhang Zhong, "I didn't expect to be able to hand this invitation letter to you in person before."

Zhang Zhong took the invitation letter, opened it and looked at it. There were Chinese and French on it, so he could understand it naturally. After confirming the time and place, he put the invitation letter away, "Actually, you will call me yourself , also surprised me."

"Haha, in fact, I have wanted to call you for a long time. This time I have found a reason. Maybe I should congratulate you on winning the Pu Songling Literature Award. I know that this award is very important in China. Listen Said that you are the youngest author to win this award?"

"That's right, I defeated Zhuang Yu and became the youngest writer." Zhang Chong laughed.

"Then you can defeat Zhuang Yu again this time. He also won the Pigeon Award. He should be in his 40s at that time."

(End of this chapter)