Chapter 83 083 Going to Lanzhou (seeking for collection votes)
The era Wu Tianmin mentioned has passed. Even if there were some twists and turns along the way, it was not without serious consequences.
The 1980s was the golden age of literature.
But as far as this novel is concerned, it is a bit cowardly to be criticized by others for being silent.
Write an article to defend yourself? I say this is a stream of consciousness novel, and it’s not the author’s fault that I can’t understand it, it’s the reader’s fault.
Interesting?
That’s your own fault.
Moreover, the review of "The Sun Rises" written by Wang Meng is already very powerful. It is not just a simple praise of Fang Minghua, but more importantly, it analyzes and talks about it from the novel. , very convincing.
Fang Minghua admires him very much.
I must find another way.
Got it!
Fang Minghua suddenly remembered how he discussed stream-of-consciousness novels with the foreigner Professor Mi Ruizhe in Xingqing Park on New Year's Day this year, and how he confronted Zheng Quan in the Botanical Garden, and he suddenly had an idea.
The biggest problem now is that the writing method of stream of consciousness is relatively new. Many people have never heard of it and have an instinctive resistance to it.
Besides, the stream of consciousness writing method itself is somewhat obscure and difficult to understand, and readers cannot accept it quickly.
So, first popularize the stream of consciousness?
Quoting from classics, discussing the past and present, trying to explain the past and present life of the stream of consciousness as well as its characteristics and writing techniques as clearly as possible, so as to allow readers to better understand the novel I wrote.
Well, that’s it,
I’ll start writing tomorrow!
Getting up early in the morning, Fang Minghua finished washing and eating breakfast, then hurried back to his residence, sat on the kang and started writing.
For two whole days, from day to night, Fang Minghua lay on the kang and wrote hard.
This made Zhu Lin a little curious. When he came back from filming in the evening, he took off his makeup and knocked on Fang Minghua's room.
"Xiao Fang, haven't you finished writing? I heard Director Wu say why are you still writing?"
"It's not a novel, but a popular science article." Fang Minghua Smiling, he handed the written manuscript to her.
Zhu Lin looked at it carefully, but shook his head and looked a little sad.
“I have never gone to college, I have read few books, and I cannot understand many places, but I think your writing is very good!”
"Sister Zhu Lin, you don't need to belittle yourself. I just graduated from junior high school." Fang Minghua comforted him with a smile, and then said: "But as far as this article is concerned, to be honest, this is not enough."
Down It's not that Fang Minghua is being modest, it's just that I wrote it for two days, and looking back now, I really can't do it.
This is not a novel, but an article with a popular science nature. The examples that must be quoted are true and detailed.
This is to be published in newspapers and magazines, even if it has passed the editing level, and it has to face thousands of readers!
The big guys in the review world will stare at what you write like an awl. How can it be done without some real material?
It's a pity that I don't have the information at hand.
Fang Minghua misses the era of Du Niang very much.
However, in Zhu Lin's eyes, Fang Minghua's current attitude was a kind of humility.
"Xiao Fang, I really admire you. You are young, talented, and so humble. If I were a few years younger and not married, I would want to pursue you."
Zhu Lin actually started joking.
ha!
Shouldn’t I be blamed? It would have been better if I had time traveled a few years earlier.
Of course Fang Minghua can't say it, he just said that I feel flattered that you said this.
Of course this kind of joke is enough.
When Wu Tianmin came back in the evening, Fang Minghua talked about the difficulties he had encountered in the past two days, and Wu Tianmin asked: "Then what are you going to do?"
"I want to go to Lanzhou and go to the Lanzhou University Library to check some information." Fang Minghua said his plan.
“Go.” Wu Tianmin readily agreed: This matter is also a big deal! "
"Thank you. "
"Thank me for what? I made you stay in this remote mountainous area for more than two months. Don't you hate me in your heart? "Wu Tianmin said with a smile.
"How could it be? I came here to meet a bunch of outstanding actors, like Zhu Lin, Li Baotian, and Director Wu, and I saw your filmmaking skills. "Haha, Xiaofang, you are really good at talking. I look forward to the opportunity for us to cooperate again." ”
"There must be, we are the township party!"
After dinner early the next morning, Fang Minghua packed up and left Lijiacun for Lanzhou. The film crew knew about this and all Come and say goodbye.
Zhu Lin also sent him to the village, "Goodbye! Pay attention to safety on the road!"
"Goodbye"
Fang Minghua got on the donkey cart and slowly left the village. The sun was shining brightly outside.
Fang Minghua rushed to the county seat in a donkey cart, then took a minibus to Wuwei, changed to a train and headed east, and finally arrived at Lanzhou, the capital of Gan Province, in the evening.
Fang Minghua bought a map of Lanzhou at the station, took the bus and went straight to Lanzhou University, and finally found a guest house in a state-owned factory on Tianshui South Road to stay.
When staying in a hotel in the 1980s, the first choice was the guest house in a large factory. The environment was good, safe, and the price was affordable.
Fang Minghua took his unit work permit and a letter of introduction from the crew and moved in smoothly, and there was a place to take a shower.
I took a cold shower and went out to eat a bowl of ramen. I went to bed early because I was going to Lanzhou University early tomorrow morning.
Standing at the gate of Lanzhou University in the morning, Fang Minghua looked at it for a while.
The school gate is very ordinary, with almost no special features, but the four large characters "Lanzhou University" with flying phoenixes on the doorpost are eye-catching.
Written by the great man himself.
It is said that there are not many great people who have named domestic universities, such as Tsinghua, Peking University, Nankai University and Fudan University. It is also true that Lanzhou University can be included in them.
Although Lanzhou University has gradually declined after the millennium, mainly because it is located in the remote northwest, it is still very prosperous in the early 1980s.
Fang Minghua followed the students into the gate with his schoolbag on his back, inquired about the location of the Chinese Department, went straight to the teaching building, and met Ke Yang, a sixty-year-old man from the Chinese Department of Lanzhou University.
Fang Minghua didn't know Ke Yang, and of course he didn't know that the gray-haired professor in front of him was not only the head of the Chinese Department, but also a well-known folklore research expert in the country, and he had a deep research on the local folk song "Hua'er".
He got straight to the point and took out his work permit and said that he came from Minqin and was filming with the Western Film crew. Now he asked Director Ke for help to get the borrowing rights from the school library. Writing an article about literary theory requires consulting materials.
“Oh, it turns out to be Comrade Xiao Fang.” Ke Yang heard this and laughed: “Your recent novel “The Sun Also Rises” is very popular in the literary world.”
"Director Ke, have you read this novel too?" Fang Minghua was a little surprised.
"Although our Lanzhou University is relatively remote, we are also very concerned about the trends in the domestic literary world. Is your request okay? I will give Director Liu a call now."
"Thank you, thank you."
Fang Minghua expressed his gratitude repeatedly and prepared to go out.
"Xiao Fang, are you going to write a theoretical article on stream of consciousness?" Ke Yang said suddenly.
Um?
Fang Minghua turned around and looked at him. He didn't say this specifically.
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PS, today the editor told me that pk Sanjiang failed.
Hey, it’s so complicated now. I still can’t read 2000+ times.
However, the editor told me that there will be another chance next week, and he is planning to apply for me once. Of course, it will also depend on my follow-up results.
Originally planned to be put on the shelves tomorrow, it will not be put up for the time being. Readers can read it for free for a few days.
Please don’t keep reading, and try to read it every day. Maybe there are not enough words in a chapter, or a certain plot is not exciting enough, but if you bring it up, I will seriously consider it.
Still one sentence, keep reading!
Especially Monday and Tuesday.
If it can go to Sanjiang, then it can be extended to be on the shelves, otherwise it will be on the shelves next week
But no matter what, I will write it down seriously.
(End of this chapter)