Bai Zhanguang through the gate of the mansion

At the end of 1968, the Cultural Revolution had almost faded away.Except for some dog legs, bullying others in an attempt to make a profit.Most people are busy with their lives and are positive.

Intellectuals were less regulated, and they breathed a sigh of relief.But their living conditions are still so bad.However, for intellectuals, the quality of life is not important. If they want to live a better life, they can stay abroad or go to Taiwan or Hong Kong. There is no need to stay in the mainland where conditions are difficult.

They care more about dignity and pride.

Bai Zhanguang tried his best to help them from the beginning, but he was no longer the rich young master in the past.

Bai Zhanguang is not the Holy Mother. When he used to browse Weibo, he often saw some shameless people or things. He knew it very well.Therefore, we usually only help when it is critical, but there are too many people who need help now.

By 1968, he was really a bit empty-handed and destitute (all his property on the surface).

In the second half of the year, in addition to the necessities for the elderly in the family to strengthen their bodies and supplement their nutrition, Bai Zhanguang and his family eat cabbage, tofu and rough noodles almost every day.

In the middle of the night, Bai Zhanguang was so worried that he couldn't sleep.

Life is really not easy, especially firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea.As the pillar of the family, he wants to support the family.

Bai Zhanguang looked at Lan Luo's yellowish face distressedly, feeling a little worried.The family has been eating so poorly for the past two months that they can hardly stand it any longer.This is worse than eating during the famine.Lang Luo is much thinner, and his clothes are a little empty.

Thinking of clothes, Bai Zhanguang was worried again.Winter is coming soon, and my family hasn't made this year's winter clothes yet.Especially Lang Luo, last year he did not make winter clothes in order to save money.

Hey, how did he learn biology? How does he make money?

But he is only a creature, and he doesn't know anything else.With such an identity, what can he do!Since time travel, he has been going smoothly, not short of money, career, relationship, and rights, but now, he is stumped.

In fact, it would be nice not to support so much.But Bai Zhanguang knew that these intellectuals had paid so much to the country.If he just wants to live a comfortable life, he can go to a foreign university to enjoy the blessings.Not to mention, he did his part, and the ration he saved could play a key role for someone.

In this era, he cannot be ignored.

But for the sake of others, he is not so noble when he treats the one he loves harshly.

It was so annoying that Bai Zhanguang wanted to get up and smoke a cigarette.He got out of bed carefully, put on his clothes and went out.

Lan Luo turned his head and looked at Bai Zhanguang's back in his clothes.He knew that the family's economy was very tight, and the man wanted them to live a good life, and at the same time he couldn't let go of his insistence.

After thinking about it, he also put on his clothes and went out.

Bai Zhanguang sat on the steps at the door, smoking a cigarette, he hadn't been so casual for a long time.

The door opened, and a thin figure appeared.

"Why are you up too? Come into the house, how cool is the late autumn night!" Bai Zhanguang turned his head, then directly pressed the cigarette on the ground, frowning.

Lan Luo ignored him, he just sat beside Bai Zhanguang and smiled at the man.

Bai Zhanguang embraced Lan Luo subconsciously, "Don't freeze."

Lan Luo leaned halfway in Bai Zhanguang's arms, with his head resting on the man's shoulder, and his eyes looking at the sky.

"Unknowingly, we have been together for more than ten years." Lan Luo whispered, "Time flies so fast."

"Yes." Bai Zhanguang tightened his grip on the person in his arms, it turned out that it had been so long.

"Actually, being together as a family is the most important thing," Lan Luo said softly, looking at the sky, "Eating bran and swallowing vegetables is also fun."

Bai Zhanguang didn't respond, but just tilted his head further to that side.

The two leaned together to look at the stars.

Bai Zhanguang stayed in the study revising his book, when suddenly a thought flashed through him.

Maybe he can try writing.

After all, he had read many novels in his previous life.His thesis cannot be published abroad. In the past two years, he has also compiled the first draft of the biology textbook, so he can try it.

What should I write?Martial arts novels?The first reaction is Jin Yong Gu Long's novel.

Not this one.After all, Jin Yong started Ming Pao in 1959 and became famous for writing martial arts.Gu Long is quite famous now.

Next, notice the content of the book even.

Preferably one that sings the praises of the party.

Bai Zhanguang began searching search engines for the publications he had read, especially the information he had looked up when he wanted to join the party.

But I searched a lot, but there is nothing.It's a headache, and there are too few eligible ones to write an article at all.

Then, in a different direction, novels or articles that can bring people positive energy.

After thinking about it for a long time, Bai Zhanguang never imagined that too many books appeared, but they did not meet the requirements of this era.

What can he write?

Bright sword! ! !

Yes!He can write about Li Yunlong!

Just do it.At this time, everyone generally read books such as Hongyan, or there were biographies of characters, and anti-Japanese books seemed to be nothing.

Bai Zhanguang especially likes to watch Bright Sword. He has watched the TV series countless times, and even bought a copy of the novel to keep at home.

However, there are some things that he needs to change.After all, Li Yunlong has a bad temper, so I don't know if he can pass the review.

Bai Zhanguang used TV dramas as templates, novels as background materials, and then based on so many TV dramas, which conformed to the characteristics of this era, and started his own journey of shining the sword.

A few days later, he rewrote nearly [-] words.Then, it was sent to the People's Daily.Although I still gave myself a "pen name": Bai Yu.It can be regarded as a memorial to the past.

He didn't hide from anyone about his contribution.Even when he mailed it to the newspaper, he also identified himself.

After all, in such a sensitive period, newspapers don't dare to publish things casually, and his name is more or less useful.

Zhang Dezhong was sitting in the office reading the article, his head hurting like hell.Although the People's Daily is a mainstream newspaper, it cannot publish articles of these great principles every day.

He also pays attention to the overall quality of the newspaper.

Suddenly, Xiao Wang came in with a stack of papers in a hurry.

"Editor Zhang, I have something important to report to you."

Editor Zhang frowned, put down the article in his hand, "What's the matter?"

"Look at this, it's written by Professor Bai Zhanguangbai."

Xiao Wang also knew that he was a little reckless, so he quickly handed over the manuscript in his hand.

"Professor Bai?" Bai Zhanguang had a lot of cooperation with People's Daily before, and the relationship between the two parties is not bad, "Let me take a look."

Editor-in-Chief Zhang took over the manuscript, "Then Xiao Wang, go and do your work first."

Editor Zhang spent more than an hour reading the [-] words written by Bai Zhanguang.

He put down the manuscript, which was a good novel.But the character of the male protagonist is a bit, um, unrestrained, and there is also a phenomenon of swearing, although this has something to do with his identity and background.The theme is very mainstream, but it is not the image of soldiers that our party has always promoted.what to do?To send or not to send?

Editor-in-Chief Zhang thought about it, and put the manuscript in a drawer, pressing it with a book.

What a pity, such a good article.

Several days passed, and Bai Zhanguang did not receive the rejection, but he did not receive a reply either.It was not published in the newspaper either.

what happened?Did his manuscript not arrive, or was it lost?Or there are too many contributors, did not read him?Bai Zhanguang waited anxiously.

There is another person who is waiting for the newspaper to be published like Bai Zhanguang.

The author has something to say:

Thank you little angel Hongyao for sending mines, okay~