Chapter 103 Carrier Pigeon Lin Zhiyuan
The National Day atmosphere is quite strong, but it has nothing to do with Li Yan who is alone in the dormitory.
He was flipping through the three notebooks he brought from Lincheng, one reading notes, one collection of essays, and one collection of novels.
They were all written by him. When I was reading classics in the sixth grade, in order to practice my writing skills, I wrote them down piecemeal, and accumulated three notebooks.
Whether it is the level of writing or writing, you can see significant progress from these three notebooks.
But except for some of the articles I wrote during the summer vacation, the others basically couldn’t pass Li Yan’s eyes now.
From a basic score of 13 points all the way to 53 points, Chinese was indeed my favorite subject before my rebirth.
On the first day of the National Day holiday, apart from a phone call with his parents early in the morning, he spent his time reading magazines and writing his own compositions.
These magazines and newspapers have quite diverse requirements, with different lengths, types, themes and even writing style preferences.
It stands to reason that Li Yan should find a centralized submission that is most suitable for him, but looking at the three notebooks he wrote in various styles, he decided to follow the previous policy and create a big one.
In addition to the serious newspapers and magazines that Guo Qiwen gave him, he also searched some niche or trendy magazines online, and recorded the submission methods one by one.
Reading notes, essays on life insights, documentary novels, interpretation of phenomena, comments on social hot topics, modern poetry, ancient poetry...these are directed towards serious literature.
Fantasy novels, mystery novels, miscellaneous stories, satirical dramas... submit these to niche magazines.
Although the writing in those three notebooks is unsightly, the subject matter is a treasure trove. Just revise it and you're done.
Combined with the six good articles he just picked out, the first wave can almost achieve full coverage of submissions to the magazines and newspapers at hand.
He also selected an essay about Lincheng culture during the summer vacation and planned to revise it for Guo Qiwen to read. This kind of subject matter should be more advantageous in Linjiang Literary Weekly.
After a busy day, I was so focused that I ate instant noodles at noon. My fast-working brain could finally take a break.
The cafeteria is still open, but the food quality has dropped a lot. The total number of people staying in the school during the entire first year of junior high school should not exceed thirty.
Just for a quick dinner, Li Yan felt waves of people around him who were hesitant to speak.
You can come and talk to me if you want. You can’t ask me to take the initiative to find you...
In the end, it was only when I was cleaning the plates after eating that I was greeted by a few classmates I didn’t know.
One person eats, one person bathes, and one person washes clothes.
Oh, it’s really a little bit, I’m not used to it.
Li Yan put down the book, turned on the computer, and logged in to QQ.
Today is the first day for everyone to go home. I should have a lot to say to my family. The dormitory group is very quiet.
Lin Zhiyuan is busy visiting relatives and probably doesn't have much time to play with his mobile phone in front of his parents.
"I heard you are not going home?"
Li Xinyuan sent a message after a long absence.
“I have some things to do at school.”
“Did you get the results in your monthly exam?”
"Our test paper is weird. If we count the basic points, we are eleventh in grade. If we count the total points for additional questions, we are second in grade."
"[Horrified] How can you be so powerful!"
"It's okay, it's okay. Try to get the first place in the grade in the mid-term exam."
"Come on! Work hard, I believe in you. [Come on]"
"I will, come on too .”
After the conversation ends, Li Xinyuan will take the initiative to find him, but she is always very restrained - maybe not restrained. The worlds of the two people have begun to be different, and sometimes they really don't know what to say.
Li Yan didn’t even dare to ask about the exam situation that she didn’t take the initiative to mention.
While lost in thought, Lin Zhiyuan sent a message: "Young Master Yan [spinning] Did you find a pretty girl to play with during the National Day? [Smirk]"
What is this little fat guy thinking about? A mess.
“I study in the dormitory.”
"[Shameful] Brother, please don't work so hard. A genius who works hard will not give others a way to survive."
Lin Zhiyuan's typing speed on his mobile phone is extremely fast, faster than a computer.
"Do you have time to play with your mobile phone?" "I have to play, the little beauty sent me a message."
"Oh."
"You should hurry up! [Angry]"
"Why should I be anxious? We are all friends."
"Oh, you won Mr. Yan. She asked me to send something What address should I write for you?"
"...Is it Wei Yunzhi?"
"How many other little beauties do you have?"
"No, I'm just a little surprised. The address is that of New Taipei No. 1 Middle School. It can only be delivered to the school gate."
"No, how can I contact you, brother! [Angry]"
" Li Yan, from the first class of writing experiment, the dormitory phone number is 4008820. The security guard will inform me."
"Then I will go back to life. Mr. Yan [clasps fists] I can't escape the fate of the carrier pigeon [crying]"< br>
“I will always remember your contribution.”
"Young Master Yan, do you think it's a love letter?"
"Who sent the love letter to the school...Don't keep thinking in this direction."
Before Lin Zhiyuan could reply, Li Yan suddenly remembered something and asked again:
"I checked Rainbow Garden last time. It's really a community and very, very expensive. Do you think she might be the child of a wealthy family?"
“It can’t be.” Lin Zhiyuan’s reply slowed down, and it seemed that he had a long speech:
"She went out alone, ate cheap bread from Jade House, read very old and small comic books, and the clothes she wore didn't look like famous brands. She should be a native of New Taipei, not from a wealthy family, but her tutor should be good. Tianhong I also learned about the garden. It is divided into two areas. The whole garden is actually a small park. The dozen or so buildings with strict security next to it are the residences. We just met her in the park."
< br>"But the bread at Jade Cuixuan is really delicious..."
"Young Master Yan [smiling] Don't be too greedy. You are already a genius, do you still want to find a rich woman?"
“Funima is a big-headed ghost.”
Although rich women are very attractive, Li, a great genius with a system, must start his own business.
Let’s talk if you can’t get up.
Communicating with Lin Zhiyuan is always so satisfying. It is a blessing to have such a friend in life.
He was also planning to trouble Lin Zhiyuan with something:
“Brother Yuan, there is one more thing.”
“Don’t call me that, I’m scared, really. [Afraid]"
"It's a good thing, because I don't have a mobile phone yet. There may be something sent over later. I'll leave your mobile phone number and you can notify me via QQ when the time comes."
"Eh?" The little fat man was confused, and finally Without asking, "Okay, just remember to check QQ every day. When are you going to buy a mobile phone, Mr. Yan?"
"Maybe soon."
A few more jokes , Li Yan ended the conversation, opened the word document, and looked at Yishui's submission address above.
"There are not many big magazines that can submit electronic manuscripts..." He sighed, "Special training on writing skills and handwriting skills are about to begin."
However, various niche magazines do accept electronic manuscripts, and it's not just submission. Li Yan noticed that there was a brother in the Haijiao Forum who updated jokes about history every day. He seemed to be very popular, and he should have published a book.
There are also online novels, and many classic works have been published, so you should give it a try.
Li Yan browsed several online novel websites, trying to retrieve the memories related to his previous life. In the end, he could only remember that he had tried to write online articles in middle and high school. What was the result and how the online articles developed? knew.
But something that allows me to keep trying for six years... the future development will definitely be considerable, at least in the next five or six years, it will not be silent.
Another blue ocean!
You can write, you can write, you can write about him!
With the help of all the handsome guys and beauties, this book was fortunate enough to be published in Sanjiang. I am really, really grateful!
One more chapter will be added at four o'clock in the afternoon. The day to be put on the shelves is approaching. I will save some manuscripts.
Thank you again for your support! (Bow)
(End of this chapter)