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Chapter 42 My son suddenly became a stranger?
It's the weekend again.

Bai Yang first went to his grandmother's house to have lunch, and then took a bus to Nanxi Town.

Nanxi Town is where Bai Yang was born. It is very small and the population is almost entirely scattered in the surrounding villages. There is only one junior high school in the town, where Bai Yang's father teaches.

Therefore, the residence is naturally the teachers' building in the school.

The admission rate of Nanxi Middle School is not high, and only a few students can be admitted to Xiangdong No. 1 Middle School every year. Naturally, the school management is also lax. On the way home, you can see junior high school students fighting on the ground everywhere, and even see cigarette smoke in the corner of the toilet.

Bai Yang has always agreed with a saying that the IQs of most ordinary people are actually similar, the only difference lies in the platform and environment. If he had not chosen to study in the county town but in Nanxi Middle School, his life would probably be completely different.

There is a high probability that after graduating from junior high school, you will go to a vocational high school or go out to work directly.

The houses in the teachers' residential area are very old. Bai Yang squeezed through the wall covered with various phone numbers, opened the door, and the background music of The Romance of the Three Kingdoms on TV immediately came into his ears.

"Dad, I'm back."

Bai Yang greeted him and the man on the sofa turned his head.

His hair was a little messy, obviously because he didn't go out on the weekend and didn't dress up. He was wearing a blue shirt, and his beer belly was already beginning to show.

My father now looks younger than I remembered. He hasn’t gained weight yet, and his hair isn’t too sparse. He can barely be considered a handsome middle-aged man.

"You should have eaten at your grandmother's house, right?" Bai Dejun said, "There is fruit on the table, help yourself."

"Okay." Bai Yang sat over.

Just like in their previous life, the father and son had nothing to talk about when they sat together.

If my mother were here, her chatter about family matters would make the atmosphere less depressing, but now, the only sound echoing in the living room was the sound of generals charging on the battlefield on the TV screen.

In Bai Yang's impression, Bai Dejun has always been introverted, quiet, honest, and has stayed in a small town all his life, leading an ordinary life.

When the episode ended and the ending theme started, Bai Dejun seemed to remember that he had a son next to him and spoke again: "How's your study recently?"

"good."

"That's good." He was silent for a while, and after the Melatonin advertisement on the screen repeated three times, he finally found a topic: "What do you want to eat tonight? I'll go buy some groceries later."

"All right." Bai Yang pursed his lips and took the initiative to speak: "By the way, there is something I need to tell you."

"You said."

"I've been trying to write a novel recently."

"Oh?" Bai Dejun showed a hint of surprise: "Very good."

His management style towards Bai Yang has always been open-minded, even indulgent. After all, in his family's impression, Bai Yang has always been relatively self-disciplined and does not require supervision in his studies.

Moreover, although it was a bit surprising that Bai Yang tried to write a novel, it did have some connection.

When Bai Yang was in elementary school, Bai Dejun showed him the original version of Journey to the West. Bai Yang finished reading it with a vague understanding, and then went on to read Water Margin and Romance of the Three Kingdoms. Except for Dream of the Red Chamber, which Bai Dejun felt was too early, Bai Yang read three of the four great classics.

After that, I became addicted to reading martial arts novels in the school library, and I also read a lot of popular literature.

Bai Yang has been good at Chinese since childhood. The fact that he embarked on the path of writing in his previous life is closely related to his childhood accumulation.

"How's the writing? Do you want me to give you some comments?"

Bai Dejun teaches Chinese. Although the required level of teachers in a small town is not high, he still has an interest in literature.

"Okay." Bai Yang opened his backpack and took out a magazine.

Bai Dejun was stunned for a moment. "Legends of the Past and Present? The school subscribes to this magazine and I read every issue. Which issue is this? I don't remember the cover."

"The latest issue." Bai Yang pointed to the date on it. "September issue?" Bai Dejun was confused. "Aren't they usually published at the end of the month? Why is it so soon this time?"

"Because this is a sample issue." Bai Yang pointed at a spot on the cover: "This is the novel I wrote."

Bai Dejun: “.”

He stared closely at the two words "Poplar" in the author's column.

Even though he was a reserved person, he couldn't help showing an expression of disbelief.

"You've submitted your paper? And it was accepted?"

Is this your own son?

Although Bai Dejun knew that Bai Yang's Chinese language level had always been good, but being good at Chinese as a student was different from being a writer who actually submitted articles to the journal, right?
And it’s not just a third-rate magazine, it’s a top-selling magazine, Legends of the Past and Present!

"I just gave it a try, but I didn't expect it to be successful." Bai Yang boasted in a young man's tone: "The royalties are over 2,000!"

"Great!" Bai Dejun was very excited: "I have to take a closer look at this."

"I never thought that one day I would be able to see a novel written by my son in a magazine."

The middle-aged man showed obvious pride, which was rare.

Bai Yang did not disturb him and continued watching TV. It took Bai Dejun half an episode of the TV series to finish reading just a few thousand words. He then raised his head with a smile on his face:

“It’s very well written!”

"If I didn't know it was written by you, I would have thought it was the work of a famous writer. The writing style is too sophisticated, and it doesn't seem like something you can write at your age."

"I learned and imitated the writing styles of many famous writers," Bai Yang explained.

"That's right. Anyway, I don't see any trace of imitation." Bai Dejun chuckled: "This shows that you are very talented and can make a living with a pen."

“We can work hard in this direction.”

"I thought so too." Bai Yang struck while the iron was hot: "After the manuscript was approved, I had the idea of ​​writing a novel."

Bai Dejun frowned slightly: "A long novel is not easy to write. It is two different concepts from a short story."

"I just gave it a try." Bai Yang said, "I wrote an introduction this week and posted it online."

"Online novels?" Bai Dejun hesitated. "That's fine. The requirements are relatively low and there will be feedback from readers. But... I heard that online novels are serialized every day. Do you have the time? Will it affect your studies?"

The main reason is that online novels have a bad reputation among teachers.

The Bai De army will not directly oppose the attack on Bai Yang, but they do have concerns in their hearts.

"I do have time." Bai Yang said quickly, "Because of the submission, the school has granted me special permission to use the computer room after school. After serializing these days, I don't feel too much pressure, and it doesn't affect my studies much."

Bai Dejun said hesitantly: "Son, don't be too ambitious. First, work on your inner strength."

"But I have already received an invitation to sign a contract."

"what?"

Bai Dejun couldn't help but lean back a little.

Wait, why did the son I raised for more than ten years suddenly become a little unfamiliar?

(End of this chapter)