Chapter 350 "I just admire him"
After running, Fang Minghua returned to the dormitory to change clothes, and then went to the cafeteria to eat with an enamel bowl. The teachers and students of Lu Academy were all in the same cafeteria, and everyone was lining up. No one thinks there is anything wrong with cooking.
Fang Minghua bought two steamed buns and a bowl of porridge, and took out a pickle. After finishing the dishes, he went back to his dormitory, made a pot of boiling water, made hot tea, and continued to revise "Ordinary People" "World" Part 3.
The whole morning, Fang Minghua was immersed in revision. He tried to be faithful to Lu Yao's original work, but also deleted some overly sensational sentences in the original book so that some places would not look too dramatic.
Unknowingly, it was noon, and Fang Minghua accidentally looked at the watch on his right wrist.
Damn it!
Twelve thirty!
No matter how late it is, there will be no food!
Fang Minghua quickly picked up the dishes and chopsticks from the bookcase and ran downstairs, straight to the cafeteria.
Sure enough, it was still too late. There were only a few people in the canteen. The cook said that all the vegetables were sold out and now only the steamed buns were left.
As a last resort, Fang Minghua had no choice but to buy two steamed buns and go back to the dormitory to make a cup of tea and make a meal. He took the steamed buns and hurried out of the cafeteria without noticing that there were two girls eating at a table in the corner of the cafeteria.
Chen Hong and Li Hongying.
The two of them arrived not too late, but girls eat carefully and slowly. After all the male students around them had finished eating and left, they were still eating slowly.
"Hey, Hongying, isn't that Teacher Fang?" Chen Hong's sharp eyes whispered when he saw Fang Minghua hurriedly out of the canteen with the steamed buns.
Li Hongying turned her head and saw Fang Minghua holding a steamed bun in one hand and chewing on it. The enamel bowl seemed empty.
"He came late and didn't get the food." Li Hongying saw it.
"He is so busy? He doesn't need to read. What do you think he is busy with?" Chen Hong asked curiously.
Li Hongying pondered for a while before saying:
"It should be writing, right? I heard that the teachers in Luyuan are basically part-time, some are taking classes at university, and some are writers. , His unit is in Xijing, so he must be writing novels."
"Oh, what is he writing?" Chen Hong was like a curious baby.
"How do I know?" Li Hongying rolled her eyes at her: "If you want to know, you can ask him."
"I don't dare. He is our teacher, a great writer, and a great editor."
"Look at you. You used to be in the military art troupe, why are you so timid?" Li Hongying said with a slightly mocking tone.
"Hongying, you are brave, then go and ask."
"What are you afraid of? I will ask in a moment!"
Fang Minghua returned to the dormitory, wolfed down the steamed buns with tea, and wondered if he should prepare something to eat, such as instant noodles or something.
Although instant noodles are not popular in this era, and many places do not sell them at all, in big cities like Yanjing, big stores probably still sell them, so go out for a walk.
After dinner, Fang Minghua took a nap in bed for a while, then got up and sat in front of the computer to continue revising.
According to the plan, Fang Minghua tried to complete the revision of the manuscript within 7-10 days, and then printed it out and sent it to Lu Yao in Xijing.
Fang Minghua looked at the screen carefully, carefully considering the words and sentences of each paragraph. At this moment, he heard a knock on the door outside the house.
He had no choice but to stand up and go to open the door. It was two girls.
Standing in the front is the generous Li Hongying, and behind is the somewhat shy Chen Hong.
"Is something wrong?" Fang Minghua asked.
"Teacher Fang, are you creating?" Li Hongying asked.
“Yeah, what’s wrong?”
"Can you let us see what you are writing? Chen Hong is curious."
Huh?
Fang Minghua glanced at Chen Hong and didn't say much.
"Come in." "Wow computer!" The two girls were surprised and envious when they saw the computer on the desk.
"You will also use it in the future." Fang Minghua said, tapped the keyboard, and dense Chinese characters suddenly appeared on the screen.
“Are you writing a stream-of-consciousness novel?” Li Hongying said while watching carefully, and Chen Hong also moved closer curiously.
What?
Isn’t that right?
It’s not quite like a stream-of-consciousness writing method, but rather a realistic writing method that was popular in the past few years.
Moreover, why is this character’s name and plot so familiar?
"Teacher Fang, what you wrote seems to be very similar to Lu Yao's "Ordinary World"?" Chen Hong looked confused.
"Have you seen "The Ordinary World"?" Fang Minghua asked.
“Well, I’ve seen it and I think it’s quite touching.” Chen Hong said.
"This is "The Ordinary World". Lu Yao is seriously ill and asked me to help him write the third part." Fang Minghua answered truthfully.
I see!
“I haven’t read this novel, but I heard that the reviews are not very high.” Li Hongying interjected.
Fang Minghua has heard many people's comments about this novel. What's even more ridiculous is that people like Li Hongying only heard what others said and haven't read it at all.
He was not annoyed,
“I suggest you take the time to read it and then make a comment.”
"Okay, Teacher Fang, I will read the book you recommended carefully." Li Hongying said.
After chatting with the two girls for a while, Fang Minghua wanted to issue an eviction order.
I am still in a hurry to revise the manuscript. Besides, if I stay in the dormitory for a long time with two young girls, there is no guarantee that no one will gossip, so I have to pay attention to the impact.
But it would not be good to just drive people away like this. At this time, I heard Chen Hong say: "Teacher Fang, this "Ordinary World" uses realism writing techniques, which seems a bit outdated. Right? "
Fang Minghua has heard this too many times. But I don’t have the patience to explain to them now.
"It can't be said that realism is not necessarily outdated, and avant-garde is not necessarily fashionable."
Looking at the slightly surprised eyes of the two girls, Fang Minghua added: "This question can't be explained in a few words. Let's do it this way. I will smoke it specifically when I have time in the future. How about taking some time to talk about this issue?"
"Okay, Teacher Fang, we won't disturb your writing, bye!"
"Okay, what's the matter? Feel free to ask questions in class." Fang Minghua saw off the guests enthusiastically.
The implication is that it is best not to come to me in your spare time!
Busy.
The two girls were very smart and immediately heard what Fang Minghua meant.
On the way back to the dormitory, Chen Hong couldn't help but said: "Hongying, have you noticed that Teacher Fang is quite arrogant."
"Of course, she has something to be proud of. , If I had achieved what he does now, I would be proud too!”
Huh?
"Hongying, it seems you admire Teacher Fang very much?" Chen Hong joked.
Unexpectedly, Li Hongying did not deny it, but also admitted it openly: "Yes, I have read his poems and novels, and I admired him at that time! When I met him in person at Luyuan this time, Now that he has become our teacher, I admire him even more!"
"Then do you want to..." Chen Hong wanted to continue joking, but he swallowed the words.
We have only known each other for a few days, so we are not very familiar with each other yet, so we can’t joke too much.
(End of this chapter)