Chapter 463 Lu Yao’s new work
“Oops. Are you jealous?”
“No, I’m just kidding you.” Song Tangtang smiled sweetly: “I also like to look pretty. Bright flowers."
At this point, Song Tangtang suddenly thought of something and said:
"Minghua, that girl named Wang Zi published a novel some time ago."
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"Really? What's the name of the novel? In which journal was it published?" Fang Minghua was very interested.
"It was published in "Youth Literature". I once passed by the newsstand outside the South Gate, and when I was casually browsing, I found that a novel written by her was published. I knew that you cared about her, so I bought it. One. Just wait, I’ll get it for you.”
After saying that, Song Tangtang went into his study and took out a magazine.
It is the December issue of "Youth Literature".
"Youth Literature" is a monthly magazine edited and published by China Youth Publishing House, which mainly publishes original literary works by young authors. "The Ugly Duckling" is also known as "Four Golden Flowers".
Although it cannot be compared with top magazines such as "Contemporary", "Harvest" and "Yanhe", it is still relatively famous in China.
It is also a great pleasure to be able to publish an article here.
"Here, you."
The name of the novel Fang Minghua read is "La La La" Author: Mian Mian
"I read the author's introduction at the back, and I am sure She is Wang Zi," Song Tangtang explained.
History is still moving forward slowly according to its original trajectory.
Fang Minghua sighed inwardly and looked very serious.
The novel still writes about love, but compared with the "La La La" written by Wang Zi in history, it is less decadent and erotic.
Compared with last summer when Fang Minghua went to Yanjing and saw Wang Zi’s first draft in the Liuya Hutong courtyard, there are many poetic words and phrases in the novel.
The writing is beautiful, with the charm of poetry, and no trace of carving or piling up. It is very touching.
It seems that Wang Zi's writing ability has improved rapidly this year.
After reading it, he commented: "The overall situation is good. Although I cannot compare with outstanding young writers such as Yu Hua and Wang Anyi in terms of ideology and writing skills, I am still outstanding among my peers. After all, I am still outstanding. If you are under 20 years old, you will achieve certain results if you persist."
"Yes." Song Tangtang nodded: "Minghua, many young writers now call you their teacher."
"Teacher? You said I took classes in Luyuan for a few months the year before last, right? That was just a temporary substitute, so it doesn't count." Fang Minghua said.
“Not only that, but there are also many people who have not gone to class, like Su Tong, Ge Fei, etc., who call you teacher in public and say that they have received guidance from you.”
"That's a polite honorific for them. We can't take it seriously." Fang Minghua said with a smile.
Indeed.
These people are destined to become great writers, but their appearance only makes them take less detours on the road of literature.
But after all, there have been some changes for some people, such as this girl named Mianmian. Maybe I will become a better writer in the future.
No one said that she used her own body to write.
Of course, there is another person whose appearance caused huge changes in his life trajectory.
Fang Minghua went to work as usual the next morning. The content of "Yanhe" for January 1989 has been finalized and is now being sent to the printing factory for printing. He is currently busy reviewing the content for February.
Since it’s mid-February just a few days after the Spring Festival, and people are anxious about going to work before the 15th day of the first lunar month, so now we need to finalize the content in advance, and then the typesetting and editing will only wait until after the New Year for printing. .
Now, Fang Minghua basically hands over the content of each journal to Bai Miao for final review. Except for the novels recommended by the editor-in-chief and some works that Bai Miao is not sure about, he still needs to check them himself. In short, Fang Minghua unknowingly became a hands-off shopkeeper, only signing his name on the back of the selected works, even if they were finally approved.
This day is a bit more leisurely.
Fang Minghua was drinking tea, taking a pen and signing his name on the back of the works sent by Bai Miao, when there was a knock on the door.
"Please come in."
A fat, middle-aged man wearing a leather jacket walked in, holding an old-fashioned briefcase between his legs.
It’s Lu Yao.
"Brother Lu, sit down, sit down." Fang Minghua stood up and greeted warmly: "Are you drinking tea or coffee?"
"Drink tea. I think coffee tastes good now, but it doesn't have the flavor of tea. "
"Changed the taste? But you are right, tea is left by our ancestors. The ancients said: One bowl of tea will moisturize the throat, two bowls of it will break the dryness of the intestines. If you have five thousand volumes of text, you have to rely on this to write something!"
Fang Minghua poured Lu Yao a cup of steaming Longjing tea and sat on the sofa next to him.
"Minghua, I know you are busy, and I won't waste your time. How about you take a look at what I wrote?" Lu Yao said, taking out a stack of manuscripts from his briefcase and handing it to Fang Minghua.
Fang Minghua took it and looked at it. It was a novel titled "The Tree of Life".
After reading the introduction, I wrote about an old locust tree in the loess ravine of my hometown. Under the tree, there were a few pairs of young men and women experiencing swelling happiness and concentrated suffering. It was a story on the Loess Plateau. The History of Adam and Eve
Oh my god, you really wrote it!
Fang Minghua remembered that last spring, when Lu Yao, Jia Pingwa and the other three of them went to Bailuyuan to visit Chen Zhong, on the way back in the evening, Lu Yao talked about his writing.
After writing "The Ordinary World", I took a break for more than a year and didn't write anything. I wanted to write something but didn't know what to write.
Fang Minghua suggested that he write the story of the Loess Plateau in northern Qin, which is "The Tree of Life".
Of course it’s not just a whim, he just said it casually.
It was a post he saw on the Internet before he traveled through time, saying that Lu Yao had this idea after chatting with a friend after writing "The Ordinary World", but he died young soon after.
I didn’t expect Lu Yao to actually write it!
Fang Minghua looked seriously.
The story is still about the yellow earth in the 1970s, but compared with his "Ordinary World", the writing style has undergone obvious changes.
No longer traditional realism, but with a touch of magical realism! Moreover, the description of young people's love and love is also very bold, unlike before, which was mentioned briefly or not at all.
Holy shit!
This reminds Fang Minghua of Jia Pingwa's "Abandoned Capital" and Chen Zhongshi's "White Deer Plain", both of which have similar descriptions, but "Abandoned Capital" is even worse.
Could it be that the three writers from Qin Province are now gradually moving closer to this direction?
Abandoning traditional realism, it adopts a postmodern style with a touch of magical realism.
We have kept pace with the times.
Of course, you have to read the content carefully.
"Brother Lu, how about you leave me alone first and wait until I read it carefully before discussing it with you?" Fang Minghua expressed his opinion.
"Okay, I'll wait for your reply." Lu Yao stood up.
(End of this chapter)