Chapter 73 073 "I'll take you around the great capital" (please collect and vote for further reading)
The next morning, as soon as Fang Minghua returned to his room after breakfast, Song Tangtang knocked on the door and came in, wearing Wearing a 65-style military uniform, he still looks heroic.
It seems whiter than what I saw last year?
"Fang Minghua, do you have any plans today?" the girl asked.
"I plan to go to the "October" magazine first." Fang Minghua briefly told Song Tangtang about his submission.
"I don't know if "October" is willing to publish it." Fang Minghua finally said.
"I have read your novel. You wrote it very well, so there should be no problem." The girl said, "I replied to you a letter, have you received it?"
" No." Fang Minghua shook his head: "I guess you sent it to Yanjing."
"Oh, the letter contains my understanding of your novel, do you think it is right?" Song Tangtang sat there. Fang Minghua started talking on the bed across from him.
Crazy, love, gun, dream
Fang Minghua listened carefully, and a look of appreciation slowly appeared on his face.
When the girl finished speaking, Fang Minghua said with a smile: "You understand it right, that's what I mean. Have you read a stream of consciousness novel?"
"Actually, I haven't heard of it either. Stream of consciousness, but I have read a novel with a very similar writing style to yours," Song Tangtang said.
"It was written by a writer from Xiangjiang called "The Fall"."
"Have you also read "The Fall"?!" Fang Minghua was a little surprised.
One of the masterpieces of the Hong Kong Sunglasses King, "In the Mood for Love" is adapted from "The Fall"!
However, few people have read this book these days. After all, it was published in Xiangjiang, except for some books collected in university libraries.
Song Tangtang seemed to see Fang Minghua's doubts, so he said: "My mother is a professor in the Chinese Department of the People's Liberation Army's Xijing Political College, and I like to go there to read."
That's it!
Fang Minghua understood.
"Let's go." Song Tangtang stood up.
“What are you doing?”
“Go to October magazine”
“I can go alone. I heard Meng Hongxia say that you will be there in two days. If you want to go back to southern Xinjiang, it’s not easy to visit Yanjing. You should take a good look around, Tiananmen Square and the Summer Palace are both good.” Fang Minghua declined.
Song Tangtang shut up Fang Minghua directly with one sentence: "My grandma's home is in Yanjing, and I often visited it when I was a child."
"Okay, you come with me."
The two of them left the guest house. The weather was good today. Yesterday's yellow sand sky finally stopped. The sun rose from the east, and the whole city was bathed in the morning sun.
The "October" magazine is located near Madian Bridge on the North Third Ring Road. The two of them took a bus and rushed there. When they arrived at the magazine's editorial department, they were greeted by a thin middle-aged man wearing glasses. Their name is Deputy Editor Liu.
"You are Comrade Xiao Fang, sit down, sit down." Chief Editor Liu poured a cup of hot tea for each of them and asked with concern: "Are you coming to Yanjing to attend any seminar?"< br>
"No, I was invited by the General Political Department Repertory Theater to watch their play "Youth"." Fang Minghua said with a smile.
"Xiao Fang, your novel "Youth" is really well written. After it was published, it caused a strong response in the society. Our editorial department received a lot of letters from readers. We even opened a column to discuss your novel."
"Thank you, Editor Liu. I wonder if you have received the new novel "The Sun Also Rises" I sent you?" Fang Minghua asked tactfully.
Editor Liu was talking clearly about "Youth" just now, but when Fang Minghua mentioned the newly written novel, he immediately hesitated. He pondered for a moment and said:
"Xiao Fang, originally I planned to I’m writing you a letter. Now that you’re here, let’s talk about it face to face. Your new novel is composed of four stories. They are all very well written, but when they are intertwined, they seem a bit messy to our editorial department. What I mean is, I suggest you break it into four independent short stories and polish them, and we can publish them!”
Huh?
When Yu Hua received a call from the editor-in-chief of "Yanjing Literature", he was invited to go to Yanjing to revise the manuscript, but he was only asked to change the ending to be brighter.
And you asked me to split the novel into four parts!
Split into four independent novels?
What's the point? How is it different from ordinary realist works?
"I'm sorry, Editor Liu, if I follow what you said, I think the essence of the novel has been lost." Fang Minghua refused.
"That Xiaofang, we can't publish it."
Since they couldn't reach an agreement, Fang Minghua planned to leave. Editor Liu returned the manuscript to him and sent him out the door enthusiastically.
"Xiao Fang, we didn't reach an agreement this time. You are welcome to continue to contribute next time."
"If there is a suitable one, I will, bye!"
The two said goodbye politely.
After leaving the magazine door, Song Tangtang, who had been silent just now, asked: "Fang Minghua, what should you do now? Why don't you try another magazine? Anyway, there are many in Yanjing." Fang Minghua looked at the cars passing by on the street. He pondered for a moment and shook his head: "The success rate of just running around like a headless fly is not high. Go back to the guest house first." Think about it."
"Why are you going back to the guest house? The weather is nice today. I will take you around Yanjing. Don't worry, I think your novel will definitely be published!"< br>
“Why?”
“Because you are Fang Minghua.”
Oh?
More confident than myself?
However, Fang Minghua is not too worried. Wasn't "The Ordinary World" also rejected n times?
“Okay, let’s just take a walk. Where to go?”
“Tiananmen, take a look around the Forbidden City, and then we’ll go boating in Beihai Park!”
"Okay."
The two got on another bus.
After getting off at the Chang'an Street East bus station, the two of them walked to Tiananmen Square.
In this era, there were still very few tourists. The square looked very wide. There were more young people sitting on the ground, concentrating on reading books. There was also a group of students who looked like they were surrounding each other in a circle. There was a long square in the middle. A poem that a girl is reciting loudly:
I am your new ideal
Just broke free from the cobweb of myth;
I am the germ of the ancient lotus under your snow quilt;
I am your smile with tears hanging in it;
I am the new The snow-white starting line is painted;
It is the crimson dawn
is gushing;
——Motherland!
"Motherland, My Dear Motherland" written by Shu Ting.
Fang Minghua stood aside and listened quietly for a while.
"How was the recitation?" Song Tangtang asked standing nearby.
"It's quite nice."
"Well, I like this poem very much." Song Tangtang said again.
“Why?”
“Full of love and power!”
Huh?
Fang Minghua couldn't help but turn his head and look at Song Tangtang beside him. At this time, the sun just shone on the side of her face, adding to the bright light.
The two walked around Tiananmen Square and then bought tickets to enter the Forbidden City.
Fang Minghua has visited the Forbidden City several times before he came to this era. At that time, there were people everywhere, but today there are obviously far fewer people.
Ahead was the Meridian Gate Square. He found a group of people gathered in the center of the square, and walked forward out of curiosity.
He was a little surprised when he saw the scene in front of him. I saw a small black car with a red flag parked in front of it, and there was a sign next to it with large calligraphy written on it: "As long as it does not affect the work of our office, the audience will be charged 50 cents for one ride!"
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The business actually reached the Forbidden City!
I don’t know if it’s because the fees are too high or because cars are so valuable in the eyes of ordinary people. There are so many people watching, but no one dares to go up and experience them.
"I didn't come to the Forbidden City last year. I guess it was just launched this year." Song Tangtang said at the side: "How about, Fang Minghua, let me take you around?"
"Forget it. Yeah, it’s too ostentatious.”
“That’s fine. When I return to Xijing someday, I’ll borrow Brother Red Army’s car and take you around our ancient city!” the girl said with a smile.
"Okay. It's a deal!"
The two of them were chatting and laughing while walking around the Forbidden City. When it was twelve o'clock at noon, they went out and found a restaurant on Chang'an Street to eat fried noodles, and then went back to the Forbidden City. Go to Beihai Park.
Song Tangtang didn’t go anywhere, so he went straight to the boat rental office by the lake, rented a small boat, and the two of them rowed one after the other.
“When I was a child, I was at my grandma’s house, and my favorite place to go boating was here.” Song Tangtang said while rowing, “I also like to sing this song,” and after saying that, she started humming softly:
< br>Let's swing the oars
The boat pushes away the waves
The beautiful white pagoda is reflected on the sea surface
Surrounded by green trees and red walls
“Fang Minghua, let’s sing together.”
< br>At this time, Song Tangtang was not as cool as when she was in southern Xinjiang. She was as happy as a little girl who had just eaten candy.
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