Literary Master 1978

"Don't you want to publish an article to explain your real thoughts on publishing that article?"

"Well..." Lin Chaoyang frowned in thought, "It's not impossible, I can still earn writing fees."

Tao Yushu patted his forehead speechlessly, "Look at your potential."

"Didn't you say that before?" Lin Chaoyang's words left Tao Yushu speechless.

Okay, she admits it.

Both of them seem to be a bit obsessed with earning royalties.

In late August, Lin Chaoyang received the manuscript letter and fee slip from "People's Literature".

His novel will be officially published in the eighth issue of "People's Literature" in 1979. The full text is 72,000 words, and the manuscript fee for 1,000 words is 7 yuan. The total royalties are 504 yuan, which is the largest single manuscript fee since Lin Chaoyang started writing. .

Lin Chaoyang and his wife were very happy to have an extra 500 yuan in income.

What is even more gratifying is that within two days, the few articles submitted by Tao Yushu also received replies.

During this period, criticisms of "The Inevitable Rise and Decline of Scar Literature" arose one after another in the literary world, but they had little impact on Lin Chaoyang.

Although there are always some people who can't hold back their temper and turn their anger on "Xu Lingjun", most people can still deal with the situation.

Occasionally, when colleagues see articles like this, they will use them to tease Lin Chaoyang, but he doesn't care and analyzes the strengths and weaknesses of the article with great interest.

His calm demeanor impressed many colleagues around him. Many people asked themselves that if this kind of thing happened to them, they might not be able to be as relaxed and open-minded as Lin Chaoyang.

A son-in-law who can be a professor is indeed no ordinary person.

Not only is the novel written well, but the mind and layout alone are not something that ordinary people can match.

Lin Chaoyang didn't know that the criticism from the outside world had actually earned him a lot of good reputation in the library.

However, compared with his leisurely life, Tao Yushu was much busier. Stimulated by those critical articles, she was so inspired that she wrote five articles in a row and submitted them. Now, more than half a month has passed, and she has actually received a reply. .

First, China Youth Daily published her article "Where is the "Scar Literature" Driven by Emotional Values? ", and then "Hebei Literature and Art" published her "Aesthetic Limitations and Historical Mirror of Scar Literature".

Before the start of school, Tao Yushu had received two manuscript letters. Two out of five shots were made. This success rate is already an impressive record for Tao Yushu, who is still in college.

Not only did she get angry at Lin Chaoyang being scolded, but she also got angry at being ignored.

There are obviously two people who signed the name, but these people only singled out one person to curse. Are they blind?

Tao Yushu received the manuscript fee bills from two publications one after another, one was twelve yuan, and the other was twenty-four yuan, adding up to thirty-six yuan, plus the publication and publication fees for the previous review of "Wrangler" , before he knew it, Tao Yushu had earned 70 yuan in royalties this year.

But this is still far from the goal she set in front of Lin Chaoyang. For three hundred yuan, it would take more than a dozen reviews just to write it.

The publication of articles one after another greatly stimulated Tao Yushu's desire to create. Every day when he got home, he wrote and wrote. Even the initial resentment towards those critical articles gradually faded away, and was replaced by the enthusiasm for publishing articles and receiving royalties. Pursue.

That night, Tao Yushu was still writing at his desk.

Lin Chaoyang glanced at the time. It was already half past nine in the evening.

He lay on his side on the bed and said in a somewhat resentful tone: "Yushu, it's time to go to bed!"

"You go to bed first." Tao Yushu replied to him without raising his head.

"well!"

Lin Chaoyang sighed heavily. He never expected that the biggest impact on him from the idle criticism articles outside would be on his married life.

"It's too late, it's already half past nine." Lin Chaoyang reminded again.

Tao Yushu looked up and said, "Ten o'clock, go to bed at ten o'clock."

Seeing that she was so obsessed with creation, Lin Chaoyang was too embarrassed to disturb her and could only wait until ten o'clock.

Tao Yushu put down her pen without finishing her thoughts. As soon as she lay down on the bed, Lin Chaoyang's hand touched her shoulder.

"I knew you were doing it to vent my anger on your man, but those who didn't know thought you were just trying to earn royalties."

Hearing this, Tao Yushu instinctively felt guilty, frowned, and spoke righteously.

"I can't bear to see these people bullying you!"

Lin Chaoyang knew Tao Yushu too well after sharing the same bed for so long. What he said just now was just a joke.

Seeing Tao Yushu's reaction, he couldn't help but smile.

"Yeah, these people just think I'm honest, they're so bullying! Thanks to my wife, who stepped in and turned the tide."

His tone was relaxed, without the slightest hint of bitterness about being bullied, which made Tao Yushu roll his eyes.

"You are the most heartless person in this family!"

"I don't agree with what you said. Where did you put your eldest brother?"

The couple said bad things about their uncle behind his back, and Tao Yushu couldn't help laughing, "I say these witty words all day long."

"Then let's stop making witty remarks and take some practical actions." Lin Chaoyang came forward with a smile.

At night, I can't see my fingers.

The bed frame shook rhythmically like the rhythm of darkness. Suddenly, the man's belly was grabbed and squeezed.

The shaking of the bed frame stopped immediately, and the man tensed up, "What are you doing?"

"Have you gained weight recently?"

"No!" The man ignored the fat on his belly.

The woman didn't say anything, and the bed frame continued to shake until late at night.

The next morning, Lin Chaoyang walked towards the library, ready to go to work.

The conversation last night suddenly broke into his mind again, and he lowered his head and pinched the fat on his belly.

Have you gained weight?

It must be because I've been busy writing recently, all for this family!

He comforted himself like this, and when he walked near the library, he saw a thin figure swaying to the east.

"Uncle Zhu, you really don't miss the rain or shine!"

Lin Chaoyang and Zhu Guangqian ran side by side and took the initiative to talk.

Old Zhu glanced at him, his mouth tightly closed, and he didn't mean to answer at all.

It seems that the old man is really afraid of getting a stitch in the side.

Lin Chaoyang didn't say anything, and the two ran for about 20 minutes. He looked at his watch and saw that it was about to open, so he hurried to the library.

It was a sudden whim to run with Old Zhu. Last night, he was despised by his wife, which made him feel a sense of crisis.

These days, soft rice is not so delicious. Women want not only his talent, but also his fresh body.

Alas, greedy!

However, he had to admit that his life was indeed too comfortable in the past year since he came to Yanjing. He didn't even have any decent physical work.

It was a bit tedious to find and turn books every day, but it was not tiring. The only thing that was relatively tiring was probably turning the bookshelves, which basically happened once or twice every quarter.

He used to arrive at the library 20 minutes early every day. Today, seeing Old Zhu exercising regardless of rain or shine, he also had an idea in his mind.

From now on, he will also use this time before work to run.

A man's dignity cannot be lost!

In September, the Yan University campus, which had been empty for a summer vacation, became lively again, with people coming and going on the campus.

That day, Lin Chaoyang was on duty at the front desk of the lending office, and Liu Zhenyun, who had not been seen for a long time, came over.

"Chaoyang!"

"Zhenyun, are you here to borrow a book?"

Liu Zhenyun handed Lin Chaoyang a few request cards. He registered his information first. Liu Zhenyun said, "I've read your novel."

"Which one?"

Lin Chaoyang published two novels this year, one was "Little Shoes" published in "Yanjing Literature and Art" in May, and the other was published in "People's Literature" in late August.

"Of course it's "The Wreath under the Mountain"!"

"Oh, that one."

Lin Chaoyang's expression was indifferent. For some reason, Liu Zhenyun had the urge to punch him.

"It's amazing to be published on the front page of "People's Literature"!" Although he thought Lin Chaoyang was a pretentious person, Liu Zhenyun still said sincerely.

"Thank you, it's just a coincidence. The army appreciates it more."

"Army?" Liu Zhenyun didn't know why Lin Chaoyang mentioned the army. What does writing a novel have to do with the army?

Lin Chaoyang did not hide it and explained it to him truthfully. Liu Zhenyun sighed: "I was wondering why you wrote a novel about war and military themes! So that's it."

As the two were talking, a young and beautiful figure appeared near the front desk.

"Brother-in-law!" Tao Yumo called sweetly.

Lin Chaoyang said: "Why don't you go home these days?"

Yan University started school, and Tao Yumo, a freshman of Yan University in 1979, also moved to the student dormitory. This time, it was like a dragon released into the sea and a tiger returning to the mountains. The Tao family didn't see her shadow for several days.

"Busy in class!"

"Busy in class and busy after class? Busy at night?" Lin Chaoyang mercilessly exposed the sister-in-law's lie and reminded: "Mom's mood is not very good recently."

Tao Yumo was not afraid at all, but with a somewhat fearless smile, "She scolded me a lot, didn't she? It doesn't matter, let her scold, I can't hear it anyway."

The happy university life made Tao Yumo so happy that she didn't even bother to go home.

Lin Chaoyang looked at his sister-in-law's performance and felt as if another "Tao Yushu" had appeared. Do all the women of the Tao family have this kind of fearless spirit after being admitted to university?

"Brother-in-law, it's noon now, please treat me to a meal!"

"Your sister only gives me so little money a month? You have the nerve to ask me to treat you to a meal?" Lin Chaoyang cried poorly.

Tao Yumo looked like you were taking me for a fool, "You have money to buy a recorder for my sister, but you don't have money to treat me to a meal?"

Lin Chaoyang: ...

The sister-in-law's reason sounded impeccable. She had money to buy a recorder for 200 yuan, but she didn't have money to spend 50 cents to treat me to a meal?

Lin Chaoyang sighed inwardly, my recorder only cost 13 yuan!

He never thought that his wife's casual shout of 200 yuan would dig such a big pit for him, and he actually became a fat piece of meat in the eyes of his sister-in-law.

"Zhenyun, come along."

Since you can't avoid the treat, just be generous.

Lin Chaoyang noticed that since Tao Yumo appeared at the library, Liu Zhenyun's eyes had been dodging and looking at her, the kind of eyes that wanted to see but didn't dare to see.

Tao Yumo and her sister Tao Yushu look similar, both inherited the good genes of their mother, but her face has a more delicate girlish look.

Lin Chaoyang invited the two to the Changzheng Restaurant and ordered two meat dishes. The three of them ate happily and spent 1.8 yuan in the end.

"Thank you, brother-in-law!"

After having a meal at Lin Chaoyang's place, Tao Yumo wiped her mouth and left, leaving Liu Zhenyun looking at her back with a sense of loss.

"Don't look, there's no trace." Lin Chaoyang reminded.

Being exposed, a look of embarrassment flashed across Liu Zhenyun's face.

He and Lin Chaoyang are one year apart, but Lin Chaoyang has been married for almost two years, but he is still a boy. It is normal to have such a reaction when seeing a beautiful girl.

"Chaoyang, the novel "Garland Under the Mountain" is so well written!"

Liu Zhenyun's topic was very blunt, but Lin Chaoyang still said politely: "What's the good thing?"

Putting aside the shyness in his heart, Liu Zhenyun pondered for a moment before speaking.

"After reading this novel, I was most impressed by two points. The first point is the authenticity and three-dimensionality of the characters.

The image of soldiers in the novel "High Mountain" is very different from what we have seen in literary works and movies in the past, breaking away from the past thin stereotypes and the heroic image of Gao Daquan.

Instead, it gives them a rich emotional world and complex human characteristics. In the novel, Liang Sanxi’s simplicity and perseverance, and Zhao Mengsheng’s growth, this realistic approach makes the characters closer to real life and enhances the artistic appeal of the novel itself. force.

Then there is the tragic consciousness and humanistic care shown in the novel. The story of "High Mountain" is somewhat disadvantaged when placed in literary creation.

Because it’s impossible not to praise heroism in this type of war-themed work, but I think you handled it very well here.

The focus of the novel has shifted from simple military narrative to conflict and dramatic treatment, and it has also incorporated a strong tragic color and deep humanistic care.

Finally, the thoughts on the cost of war and the value of life are profound, especially in exploring the significance of military personnel's sacrifice and their responsibilities to their families, which raises acute social issues. "

Liu Zhenyun talked about the content of the novel, which was very different from his usual somewhat silent image. Lin Chaoyang smiled and joked: "As expected of a Chinese major, his analysis is clear and logical!"

Liu Zhenyun was a little embarrassed, "To say this in front of you, the author, is just a trick."

You see, this is how a normal person should react when the author talks about his work.