Chapter 91 One Step Away
April, Nanluogu Lane.
Under the old locust tree in front of her house, Yang Xia repeatedly warned:
"Look again, have you brought everything?"
"You have brought everything. Mom, don’t worry about it.”
Fang Yan carried his luggage, "I'm just on a business trip."
Yang Xia patted his clothes: "Be safe on the road and hide your money... Come back early, our whole family is waiting You go to see the movie "Wrangler" together, do you know?"
"Okay."
Fang Yan went straight to the bus stop.
My mood at this time is like a bird flying into the sky or a fish swimming into the sea. I am no longer fettered, and I don’t have to worry about what kind of huge waves will be caused after the second part of "The Fission of the Qin Dynasty" is published. .
Especially in northern Shaanxi, this sentiment is even stronger.
After all, northern Shaanxi can be regarded as my second hometown.
"Beep beep!"
The train emitted thick smoke and slowly stopped.
Fang Yan protected his luggage and went down to the platform. He saw a hand suddenly raised in the huge crowd and shaking left and right.
"Yanzi!"
Lu Yao squeezed in front of him from the crowd.
Fang Yan gave him a solid bear hug. From the corner of his eye, he noticed that besides Jia Pingwa, there were several new faces picking him up.
"Originally, I planned to pick you up at Hepingwa, but I didn't expect that when my colleagues in the editorial department heard that you were the one to be picked up, all of them who were free came." Lu Yao let out a hearty laugh.
Under his introduction, we got to know each other.
"Your name is now known to almost everyone in northern Shaanxi."
There was a hint of envy in Jia Pingwa's tone.
Fang Yan was greatly surprised, "No way, such an exaggeration?"
"What Pingwa said is not an exaggeration at all."
Lu Yao waved his hand, "You don't even think about it. I can’t imagine how much of a sensation your "The Fission of Qin" caused in northern Shaanxi."
Jia Pingwa and others said something to each other. Dialect slowly understood how popular his novel was.
Not only the literary and artistic circles, but also the entire northern Shaanxi overwhelmingly supported, promoted, and even praised "The Fission of the Qin Dynasty", praising it from all aspects and angles, and scattered criticism, doubts and denials. All were submerged.
Compared with these newspapers and periodicals, even Lu Yao and the others felt that their comments were too ordinary and they felt inferior.
But it is also understandable that there are very complicated feelings towards the first unified dynasty from northern Shaanxi.
Although the Qin Dynasty is not mentioned in "The Fission of the Qin Dynasty", "Old Qin bravely fought against the national calamity together", which makes the "old Qin people" even more enthusiastic. What's more, the dialect is in northern Shaanxi. of educated youth.
Rounding it all off, he can be considered a son of northern Shaanxi!
"This is just the upper part. When your lower part is published, I'm afraid it will be even more sensational."
Lu Yao's eyes were hot and his mood was mixed.
"No need to wait for the next part. Have you forgotten that the latest issue of "Chinese Youth" used Yanzi's speech as the finale of a major discussion on life, which caused such a huge response. During that time, I was on the street The banners I saw on the Internet were all written by Yan Zi. "
Everyone was familiar with them, and even mentioned the radio drama "Love Life" and "Dark War", staring at Fang Yan.
"Look, Yanzi, you have done so many great things in the literary world in more than a year."
Lu Yao's eyes gleamed, he wanted to make progress too much!
“Don’t say that.”
Fang Yan waved his hand, “If you want to talk about a big discussion in life, I think "The Story of Gao Jialin" is also a good answer."
“There is no rush about the manuscript.”
Lu Yao laughed loudly: "The main thing today is to help you clean up the dust. Let's all celebrate."
"House or guest, please do as you please."
Fang Yan followed them Depart Chang'an Railway Station.
I went to the guest house first, put my things away, and then was taken to Xi'an Restaurant to eat Shaanxi cuisine, gourd chicken, warm-mixed waist shreds, three-skin shreds, fish in a pot with milk soup, and a handful of elbows, four dishes and one Soup.
Drink some Xifeng wine from northern Shaanxi, it’s so authentic!
Push the cup and change the cup, the banquet is over and everyone disperses.
The welcome party was over, Fang Yan and Lu Yao carried the remaining Xifeng wine to the guest house, and played another round with peanuts.
"Let's spend the night here tonight."
Lu Yao said drunkenly: "We will leave for Yanchuan tomorrow."
"Yanchuan?"
Fang Yan remembered that it was Lu Yao's hometown.
"Yes, thanks to you, I rarely get this creative leave. Taking this opportunity, I want to go home." Lu Yao smiled and said, "By the way, I will take you to meet my sister-in-law and niece. They are all here. Where is Yanchuan?”
"Okay!"
Fang Yan raised the enamel cup and said, "Drink one."
Lu Yao drank it all in one gulp. Although he was addicted to cigarettes, his ability to drink was indeed not good. It didn't take long , so drunk that he lay on the bed.
"Yanzi, I've written the manuscript. It's in the bag."
"Let me take a look."
Fang Yan took it out and saw the first line of the manuscript, "Gao Jialin's The title "Story" was crossed out and changed to - "The Movement of Life".
"As soon as I finished writing the first draft, I immediately went to the mine to find my brother and read the novel to him. As I read it, I cried first." Lu Yao's face turned red. , "I think that if the work touches me so much, I believe it will also touch readers. What do you think?"
Fang Yan nodded, "But the title, "The Movement of Life", is a bit off, and it doesn't match the theme and story."
"When you say it this way, it does feel like it's missing a bit of soul, so change it to "What do you get?" What do you think?"
Lu Yao thought for a while with his only sobriety.
“Is there any explanation for this?” Fang Yan asked curiously.
Lu Yao smiled awkwardly and said that this was a direct copy of Kochetov's "What Do You Want".
"This name is not as good as "The Story of Gao Jialin"."
"Then what do you think is a good name?"
"Well..."
Dialect Analyzed it carefully.
Facing the temptation of life, Gao Jialin lost his way and chose to follow the temptation and take the seemingly easier path, but in the end, he paid a greater price, just one step away.
There are many paths to take in life, but everyone can only choose one. It is just one step away, but the whole life is very different, and it may be thousands of miles away.
"What do you think of "One Step Away" or "Life"?"
"One step away, life, one step away, life..."
Lu Yaonian As I thought about it, I suddenly cried.
Maybe he touched a sad place, maybe under the influence of alcohol, he complained about his pain in dialect and vented his emotions.
Gao Jialin and Qiaozhen are actually the shadow of Lu Yao.
Before Lin Da, he had an ex-partner.
I loved her heart and soul, and even gave her a pen name, Ying Yihong, because there was a "rainbow" in the other person's name.
When he was deeply in love, Lu Yao also gave her the job quota given to him by the county. This quota was a precious opportunity for him to get out of farming. He originally thought that when she settled down, the two of them Just getting ready to get married.
I never expected that what was waiting for me was not a marriage certificate, but a letter of renunciation from the other party.
"..."
Fang Yan wanted to say something, but didn't know how to speak.
When I was browsing Douyin in my previous life, I came across a similar short video. This situation was called "The first sword you land on the beach is to kill the person you want first."
Of course, Lu Yao's situation is even more unfortunate.
“At that time, I was 21 years old.”
Lu Yao said with a tearful voice that he thought about jumping into the river, but at that time he didn't want to starve to death, so he ran to the melon field nearby, stole a few melons, and ate until his belly was full. As a result, he didn't want to die after he was full. .
In an instant, the atmosphere became strange and heavy.
When his crying subsided, Fang Yan asked abruptly: "Is the melon you are eating ripe?"
"If it's ripe, keep it ripe!"
Lu Yao was distracted by this inexplicable question.
"Did you pay in the end?"
Fang Yan interrupted with a smile.
"Of course I paid, I gave all the money I had."
Lu Yao smiled and said: "Without these melons, I might not be able to live. Until now, I still I can remember the taste of those melons.”
“This is life,” Fang Yan couldn’t help but sigh.
"Yeah, originally my life had nothing to do with literature, but because of this step, I now have to rely on literature to make a difference."
Lu Yao blinked drunkenly.
"In that case, why not just call the book "Life"?"
Fang Yan slapped his thigh.
“Okay, let’s call it “Life”!”
Lu Yao murmured several times, then immediately sat up and picked up the cup: "Come on, Yanzi, let's go one more time."
"Goodbye, you are so drunk."
Fang Yan organized the manuscript and put it back in the bag.
"I'm not drunk."
Lu Yao smiled and said, "How can you get drunk if you drink Xifeng wine? Su Dongpo wrote a poem back then, called 'Flowers bloom and wine blooms, you won't get drunk' , come and see Nanshan Leng Cuiwei', this wine is not drunk at all."
"You can't drink too much. After the last glass, don't drink anymore."
Fang Yan shook his head helplessly.
"Then the last drink."
After Lu Yao finished drinking, he seemed to think of something, "Yanzi, when will the latest issue of "People's Literature" be released?"
"Just tomorrow."
Dialect said: "I'm just going to Yanchuan with you to hide and be quiet."
Thank you for the 100 starting coins of me and Maxim Xiaomianqiu who are looking at you in the world, and thank you Hello Brother Shu for your 888 Starting currency.
(End of this chapter)