Chapter 210 This pen pal is amazing (thank you, leader Fenda)
The Qingming Festival in 2009 was already a legal holiday, but Li Yan didn’t have much experience, so he used it all for immersive learning.
But it’s very worth it, my intelligence is radiated, and I have a lot of knowledge in my head.
For Li Yan, the best days are those that are not wasted.
So when the little fat man called him at noon and asked him to come to the school gate to talk, he thought that this guy had a problem with not getting together during the Qingming Festival holiday.
Last time I went to the playground to have a heart-to-heart talk. How could this little fat guy be more annoying than a girl?
As soon as I left the school, I was met with the speechless expression of the little fat man and a stack of envelopes in his hand, "Young Master Yan, your mailbox is full. You don't care if you give me this little money." Me? "
Ashamed, misunderstood.
Li Yan took the envelope with a smile, quickly ran to the convenience store across the street, brought back a bottle of Coke and a bag of potato chips, and completed the transaction under the eyes of the security guard.
He also repeatedly told the little fat guy to exercise more and not become fat.
Then both of them returned to school satisfied. The security guard stared at Li Yan's back for a long time, smiled and shook his head.
"Who the hell was acting like a kid when they were students?"
After finishing the study of knowledge, and just about to concentrate on writing the climax of the plot, Li Yan disappeared from the classroom again. According to his roommate, Bai Xiaosheng had been feeling lost this morning.
Back in the dormitory, Li Yan started to open the envelopes and stocked them for a while. At a glance, there were almost forty of them. No wonder the envelopes couldn’t be stuffed.
His recent high-quality works are basically published in "Yusi Yumeng" and "Tang Fei", and the ones that are not selected are sent to various low-level newspapers and periodicals - he has basically not been published by these miscellaneous small newspapers and periodicals. If you write, the gain outweighs the loss.
This time when I opened the envelope, I felt like I had completed a task. The small fee was really not motivational.
Compared with the monthly income from online articles, the meager royalties from physical newspapers and periodicals will be left to Xiaopang next time.
He still insists on writing, mainly because the meanings of physical newspapers and periodicals are different, and he is also adopting these two pen names. Maybe one day they will be the famous essayist "Yusi Yumeng" and the famous critic "Tang Fei" , when that time comes, he will make a dashing appearance again.
They are all Li Yan.
At this time, the group of people who admire these two pen names are at most suspicious of a ghostwriter. They are not stupid enough to disparage Li Yan, who is in junior high or high school, "actually writing is very childish" - that way Not the face of the spokesperson, but the face of everyone who supports these two pseudonymous authors.
As for the gunman's ghostwriting, Li Yan has already prepared a double version of the handwritten computer source file. Anyone who dares to question it will never come back.
Suddenly, an old envelope with rough edges caught among the many envelopes caught Li Yan’s attention.
Other envelopes basically have the names of major newspapers and magazines printed on them, but this envelope says "Changheng City No. 2 Food Factory."
Li Yan pinched the envelope. It was very thin and soft, as if it contained nothing.
"Changheng City...isn't that where Lin Heng's family is?" Li Yan opened the envelope curiously and pulled out a piece of paper with good texture.
There are very elegant and beautiful handwriting on it:
"Meng Sheng Yushi:
Zhan Xinjia. I would like to ask an old friend of the New Taipei Daily to deliver this letter to you together with the royalties. If you have any trouble, Please forgive me..."
Huh? Could it be a fan of a certain work?
Li Yan continued to read. The whole letter ignored the person behind the pen name "Yusi Yumeng" and only talked about the works. The lines revealed a deep understanding of Li Yan's "New Taipei Impressions" and his later publication in "Lin". I love the two articles "Iron Dragon Chang Heng" by "Jiang Wenyi".
The letter discussed the origin and development of Linjiang culture in an in-depth and simple way, and expressed ardent expectations for Li Yan's subsequent writing of Linjiang City Records.
By the way, I also mentioned that Li Yan's "Fireworks in the City" was very well written and the future generations are formidable.
There is even a sentence: "Based on the similarity of the writing style, I have to wonder whether you are this child's teacher or a writing guide." "Shi" is the only conjecture of the owner.
Li Yan glanced at the signature - Siqing.
It seems that Guo Qiwen mentioned something, Su Siqing? He turned on his computer and searched, and the first encyclopedia entry that popped up made his eyes widen.
Su Siqing, male, born in Changheng City, Linjiang Province in 1961, is a famous Chinese writer and scholar.
What the hell? Anyone who can bear this title is indeed the number one figure in the literary world.
Graduated from the Literature Department of Linjiang University in 1983. In 1988, he published the treatise "Linjiang Urban Context" and in 1991 he published the treatise "South China Cultural Studies". In 1992, he began to systematically inspect important immovable cultural relics in Linjiang Province. In 1996, he compiled and published "An Overview of Linjiang Cultural Relics" and published a collection of essays "The Remaining Sound of Ancient Buildings". In 1998, he published the famous editorials "Promoting Inheritance through Protection" and "What Did the Disappearing Ancient Buildings Gain?", and in 2000 published the novel "Youth". "Brick", in 2001, he won the Bronze Prize in the Prose Category of the Chinese Writers Association Literary Award for "The Remaining Sound of Ancient Buildings"...
He is a senior who cares about cultural heritage. Li Yan nodded.
I immediately saw another sentence: In 2004, he won the Chinese Cultural Celebrity of the Year on behalf of Linjiang Province.
It is indeed worthy of the name of a famous writer and scholar. Li Yan has also read the "Research on South China Culture", but the book is too old, and he did not pay much attention to the blurred author's name.
Li Yan was a little surprised. The uncle actually asked the publishing house to give him the letter, and also included the receiving address, hoping that Li Yan would correspond with him.
Isn’t this a pen pal?
Suddenly, some memory broke into Li Yan's mind. In his previous life in junior high school, he actually had a few pen pals.
In fact, they are basically classmates in the class. They are usually embarrassed to talk, but in the second grade of middle school, they started to communicate through letters.
Naturally...mainly girls.
The letters are full of youthful atmosphere, talking about some confusion, some life insights, and some confused emotions.
There was no extra emotion - maybe there was, but Li Yan didn't see it at the time.
After all, he found out after he was reborn that he was an elm-headed person before.
Although many people don’t want to look back at the middle school years and pretentiousness in adolescence, Li Yan thinks it’s okay.
It is irresponsible to blindly describe it as composing new words to express sorrow, or as moaning without illness.
People's three views are gradually established. No high-rise building is built overnight. Those seemingly childish speculations in adolescence are actually the flash of thinking.
It’s just that many people are ashamed to look back at the past. In his previous life, Li Yan grew to 1.78 meters in junior high school. At that time, he always felt that he was already very tall. It wasn’t until he went back to junior high school in his senior year of high school that he saw that he was playing basketball. A tall student playing basketball on the field discovered that junior high school students are really just chickens.
Therefore, he rightfully felt that in junior high school, his thoughts must be naive and his behavior must be average. This might make him relax a little - otherwise, wouldn't his life be in vain after all these years?
One day he went home to tidy up the old things in his room and found the letters he had exchanged with his "pen pals" in junior high school. Unexpectedly, he discovered that the discussion of life ideals in them was even more thorough than that of him who was about to graduate from college. firm.
The second grader who shouts "transformation" is a precious memory of youth that needs to be buried in the ground, but this kind of second grader who is not afraid of tigers is something that many adults hope they still keep.
Of course, there are indeed pen pals from all over the world, whom I met through various magazines and even the Internet - it is indeed amazing. They are all added as QQ friends, and they do not chat online, but write letters. .
The feeling of suddenly receiving a letter, crossing time and space, and feeling the pen pal you don't know telling you every detail of your life is quite wonderful.
I didn't expect my thoughts to wander so far away, nor did I expect that even my pen pal would become so important after my rebirth.
Replying this letter is really a bit stressful...
He put it aside temporarily and was about to open all the envelopes first, but he saw a familiar rough-edged envelope quietly showing a corner.
Li Yan had a very strange feeling. He couldn't wait to open it and found that it was still a piece of paper of very good quality.
“Brother Tang Fei:
Zhan Xinjia. I have taken the liberty to ask an old friend of the New Taipei Evening News to deliver this letter to you together with the royalties. Please forgive me for any inconvenience..."
What copy and paste?
Li Yan looked at the two letters in hand, It's a bit dumbfounding.
It's also a bit exciting.
(End of this chapter)