Chapter 93 Crane Mings in the Sky
Fang Yan originally thought that Lu Yao and Jia Pingwa were exaggerating the level of sensation "The Fission of the Qin Dynasty" had in northern Shaanxi.
But after the second part was published, I realized that they were still too conservative, and the reality was far more exaggerated than imagined.
Not to mention the endless reports in "Yanhe", "Chang'an", "Culture and Art News" and other newspapers, in Yanchuan alone, there is a long queue in front of the only bookstore in the county. The second issue of "People's Literature" sold out on the same day, and official channels are temporarily out of stock.
Unexpectedly, it appeared on the black market.
There are even two manuscript versions of the book.
China only joined the "Universal Copyright Convention" in the 1990s. These days, there is generally no concept and awareness of "copyright".
In addition, libraries at all levels, including Yanchuan, have basically established a new rule. The first and second issues of "People's Literature" are not allowed to be borrowed out, and can only be borrowed from books. Reading in the library.
"The Fission of the Qin Dynasty" has become so popular in northern Shaanxi that it turns purple.
I don’t know who leaked the news that he was staying in Yanchuan Guest House. Soon, not only old friends such as Chen Zhongshi and Jia Pingwa were looking for him, but also a large number of young literary people and writers came here.
More and more people came, which affected the revision of "Life", and eventually forced Fang Yan and the two to move to Lu Yao's home.
"Yanzi, come here! The manuscript has been revised!"
In the room, Lu Yao shouted excitedly.
Fang Yan came after hearing the sound. As soon as he opened the door, a thick smell of smoke hit his face, choking him and he couldn't help coughing:
"Ahem, what the hell are you doing? How many cigarettes did you smoke?”
"I can't remember."
Lu Yao said that he has at least two or three boxes a day.
“Good guy, let me settle the account for you.”
Fang Yan picked up the empty shell of Yunyan, “Even if you are smoking cheap Friendship cigarettes, the way you smoke them, It’s also a big expense, but you still smoke Yunyan. At least you can downgrade it and go back to the old Baocheng. At least you can live within your means.”
“Yunyan, I smoke it occasionally. ”
Lu Yao said that he was not trying to make a fool of himself, nor was it a physical need, but a psychological need when creating.
"If you save the cigarette money, you can buy some milk and eggs to supplement nutrition for yourself and your sister-in-law and niece."
Fang Yan shook his head.
“You don’t know me yet, I don’t care what I eat.”
Lu Yao said: “Haha, I just want to be particular about smoking.”
"You can't do this, you're working too hard."
Fang Yan reminded him with concern.
Lu Yao is a heavy smoker, but he often doesn't rest. He is like an old scalper, plowing the land day and night. He writes every time for a whole night. It is precisely because of such high-intensity investment. , it only took 3 nights to revise the manuscript.
“I can’t do it if I don’t fight.”
Lu Yao said with dark circles under his eyes, “As you said, “Life” is likely to be a turning point in my literature, and also a turning point for my whole family. At a turning point of fate, your sister-in-law will be transferred to another job, and our family of three may be reunited. I must go all out.”
He said firmly: "Even if it means risking my life!"
"Then you have to pay attention to your health. You should lie down on the bed and rest for a while." Fang Yan patted his shoulder, "I'll take a look at the manuscript again. . ”
“Just look at it first, then I can feel at ease.”
Lu Yao said: "Otherwise, how could I sleep?"
Fang Yan met his gaze and read it from beginning to end, keeping up with the "Life" he had watched all his life. , not bad at all, and even under my own stimulation, I wrote more brilliantly and with more emotion.
"I can't find fault with this manuscript."
"When you say that, I feel half relieved."
"What about the other half?"
< br>"The other half is at Baiyun Mountain Taoist Temple."
Lu Yao invited him to draw lots at Baiyun Mountain Taoist Temple.
"The Baiyun Mountain Taoist Temple is in Yulin, so far away from here!"
Fang Yan was stunned. Literary creation also involves divination and fortune-telling?
How about throwing the Holy Grail in front of Emperor Guan?
"Don't laugh at my superstitious brother."
Lu Yao smiled bitterly. He didn't ask for fortune telling. He still couldn't let go, so he just thought of it as asking for peace. .
"Okay, I'll go with you."
Fang Yan couldn't help laughing and said: "Then sister-in-law..."
"Don't tell her yet."
Lu Yao decided If you draw a good lot, say it. If you draw a bad lot, it means the Taoist temple's lot is not working.
……The Taoist Temple in Baiyun Mountain is surrounded by mountains and rivers, shrouded in clouds and mist.
There are towering pines and cypresses, numerous temples, four pillars, three gates and seven floors of archways. The three characters "Baiyun Mountain" carved on the mountain gate are the edicts of Wanli in the Ming Dynasty, so it was named after the fortune-telling.
Not long after, Jiaxian natives Li Youyuan and Li Zengzheng combined the folk songs of northern Shaanxi and created a song here -
"The East is Red".
Lu Yao also heard about this, so he wanted to draw a lottery for his own destiny and the results after the publication of "Life".
"Yanzi, what are you smoking?"
"Su Dongpo swims in the river."
Fang Yan smacks his mouth and says, "I don't know how to explain it."
"What are you asking for? Is it a career?" Lu Yao asked.
Fang Yan said with a smile: "That's right, "The Fission of the Qin Dynasty" caused a turmoil. I want to seek luck and peace of mind for myself."
"I thought you would seek marriage at your age."
Lu Yao joked.
“There’s no way, I’m just like you, I want to make progress too much.”
Fang Yan teased in a joking tone.
"Yes, for men at your age, progress is the first priority! Women will only affect the speed of your creation!"
Lu Yao looked at his signature and smiled even brighter.
The lot drawn is, "The Crane Mings in the Sky," is the lottery.
Of course, Dialect’s draw is not bad, and he is also a top draw.
Listen to the Taoist priest interpreting the fortune for yourself, "Being brave and heroic will bring good luck. Horses will appear only when the deer is walking, and you will be overjoyed when you meet nobles."
"You will be a hero only if you show your strength." True color.”
"The fortune will be prosperous and everything will go well..."
"'Meeting a noble person with lots of joy' means that when you meet a noble person, the clouds will clear and the mist will clear up, and the happy events will come one after another, reaching the ninth heaven."
"Yanzi, I agree with this sign." It's better than me!"
Lu Yao said: "Especially 'Su Dongpo's Journey to the River', Su Shi is a great writer, maybe you will be a great writer in the future."
"Haha, let me lend you. Good luck.”
Both of them got the lottery and were very happy.
While walking to the top of a mountain, Lu Yao suddenly pointed to the bottom of the mountain and said: "Back then, I was wearing a tattered cotton-padded jacket and herding sheep in northern Shaanxi. Next, I will go through hell here. Do you believe it?"
"I believe it."
Fang Yan put his hands on his hips and smiled.
"Yanzi, I have something to say, and it will definitely not sound good, but I still want to say it." Lu Yaodao, "Your "The Fission of the Qin Dynasty" was such a sensation in northern Shaanxi and across the country. I really I’m so envious, guess what I’m thinking?”
I asked myself and answered: "After "Life", I will also write a novel, a novel that can rival or even surpass "The Fission of the Qin Dynasty", which will shock the whole of northern Shaanxi and the whole of China!"
< br>"I believe you can do it."
Fang Yan patted him on the shoulder.
Isn't that what "The Ordinary World" is like.
“Thank you, because of you, I have never wanted to surpass someone so much. You are simply the driving force for my progress.”
Lu Yao grabbed the hand that patted his shoulder and shook it hard.
“Then let us make progress together in literature!”
“That’s right, let’s have friendly discussions and make progress together!”
“But first, your A work comparable to "The Fission of Qin" must be left to me."
Fang Yan blinked playfully.
"It goes without saying, it's just our friendship!"
Lu Yao laughed loudly, and Fang Yan also laughed.
"The Ordinary World" is just there.
After Lu Yao finished writing "Life", he took the manuscript to the Taoist Temple in Baiyun Mountain to tell fortunes, and this was the fortune telling.
(End of this chapter)