Chapter 15 "Writing" Experience
More than an hour later, Zha Jianying stopped.
"I just read aloud almost 10,000 words. You can recall it first. What do you think Comrade Liu Hongmin wrote is good? What is bad?"
The classroom suddenly became noisy, and the students were talking to each other. Discuss what you just heard, and discuss with others what you think is good or what you wrote poorly.
At this time, a classmate stood up and said, "Classmate Jianying, I think your reading just now covered up a lot of problems and also exposed a lot of problems. This novel uses a lot of Northeast dialect, It will seriously affect the reading experience..."
Zha Jianying glanced at Liu Hongmin and saw that he had no idea of explanation, so she had to answer by herself: "Dialect is not a problem. Dialect is the characteristic of a region and will strengthen the region. Of course, people outside this region may have some confusion, but I believe that a good work can overcome this, and we can feel the simplicity of the Northeast people from the novel..."
Another student stood up, "I have some doubts about the structure of the story. The main story of this book took place in 1983, four years later, which gave me a feeling of being separated from reality."
Zha Jianying nodded, "This is indeed a question, but the description in this book is deduced according to the context of the story. Therefore, the feeling of being out of touch with reality is minimal."
Zou Shifang touched it quietly Liu Hongmin, "These people are really good at finding faults!"
Liu Hongmin smiled and said, "No matter what they say, after the novel is written, it will no longer belong to me."
He said this, but when he saw more and more people standing up to find fault with the novel and besieging Cha Jianying, Liu Hongmin's face became increasingly ugly.
A few steps up to the podium, Liu Hongmin came to Zha Jianying, "Leave the rest to me."
Zha Jianying looked at him in surprise, then nodded and said The manuscript in his hand was returned to Liu Hongmin
Liu Hongmin sorted out the manuscript, put it away, and then looked up at the students in the audience.
Seeing Liu Hongmin take the stage, those who had just asked the question immediately stood up and wanted to challenge Liu Hongmin. Zha Jianying is their classmate. They just stopped there. Now that the real master is here, their offensive will be countless times more intense.
However, Liu Hongmin didn't give them a chance to ask questions at all. He directly reached down and gestured for everyone to sit down.
"Classmate Cha Jianying just told me that no one would ask me questions, and no one would interrupt me..."
Most of them were embarrassed to hear Liu Hongmin say this. sat down. They did make a promise, and just standing up was clearly a breach of that promise.
There are still some tough students standing, wanting to continue asking questions.
Liu Hongmin didn't care about them, ""My Brothers and Sisters" has not been published yet. I can change the content anytime and anywhere, so your questions are meaningless. When will this novel be published, what do you think? Ask questions later. Of course, you don’t have to mention them in front of me. You can send them directly to the newspaper. As long as you write well, I think the newspaper will not fail to publish them.”
Hearing this, the students who were standing immediately sat down in embarrassment. If the articles they wrote could be read by newspapers, they would not stand up to embarrass Liu Hongmin.
Liu Hongmin smiled lightly and continued: "When Lao Zou came to find me, I did not agree to come. After all, I am just a history student, so how can I know anything about writing!"
The students in the Chinese Department bowed their heads one after another. Liu Hongmin, who has published two novellas, does not know how to write. If they can't even write short stories well, don't they know how to write even less?
“Cough!”
Liu Zhenyun, who was sitting in the front row, coughed slightly and reminded Liu Hongmin not to hurt innocent people. Liu Hongmin blinked at him and then got down to business.
“However, when I think about how much help classmate Cha Jianying has given me, I will come even if my head is bowed.”
Zha Jianying said softly: “ "Old Zou, Liu Hongmin is quite nice."
Zou Shifang rolled his eyes speechlessly. If I hadn't threatened this kid with you, it would have been strange that he came!
However, seeing Zha Jianying looking at Liu Hongmin differently, Zou Shifang smiled like an aunt again. Zha Jianying has some feelings for Liu Hongmin, and maybe she is really willing to have a relationship with Liu Hongmin.
By then, with Cha Jianying watching, Liu Hongmin's good days would be over.
Thinking of this, Zou Shifang couldn't help but admire his own idea. This was killing two birds with one stone!
Liu Hongmin didn't know that Zou Shifang was planning to "harm" him. He said to himself on the stage: "All of you here are people with high literary attainments. I am not qualified to share any experience. But come on I can’t just say nothing, so let’s talk about my writing experience!”
“I think writing must first be ‘written’. Regardless of whether it is good or not, you should write it first. Only by knowing your own strengths and weaknesses can you make improvements based on them. If you don’t even write, don’t talk about improving, let alone publishing.” I wrote it no less than ten times, and made major changes no less than three times. After it was written, I polished it according to "Three Heroes and Five Righteousnesses" until it was finalized. I wrote at least 300,000 words. "
Hear this. Everyone was shocked by the numbers. Three hundred thousand words were written by hand in a few months. This was a huge project. What's more, Liu Hongmin still has to go to class, so it would be nice to be able to spare five or six hours a day.
Those who came here admired it one after another. With such perseverance, no wonder Liu Hongmin was able to write such a good novel.
The students in the Chinese Department who were looking for trouble also fell silent. Let alone 300,000 words, they didn’t even write 30,000 words in one semester. Everyone felt that their talents were not appreciated, and it turned out that they did not work hard at all.
Liu Zhenyun looked at the dejected classmates around him and became more determined to learn from Liu Hongmin.
Zha Jianying looked at Liu Hongmin with gleaming eyes. He did not expect Liu Hongmin to be so diligent. It turned out that she had wrongly blamed Liu Hongmin.
Liu Hongmin's sharing ended quickly, and the classroom immediately burst into applause. Although Liu Hongmin did not share any writing skills, he pointed them in a direction.
Although this is a stupid method, it is indeed suitable for everyone. As long as you have perseverance and are not afraid of revisions, you can always write good works.
Of course, this has a prerequisite, that is, your own accumulation must be sufficient.
For students from other departments who came here to meet Liu Hongmin, it was just a pleasure.
But for Chinese students who are determined to become writers, this is a light that points the way.
They do not think that they have no talent, otherwise they would not be admitted to the Chinese Department of Peking University. They don't think that their accumulation is insufficient. They all passed the final exam last semester.
(End of this chapter)