1978 Synthetic Writers

Chapter 77: I have no choice but to suffer Da Feng again
"Brother Wang, have you stopped writing for many years?"

"Some years."

"After a long period of not writing, my writing skills must have declined a lot?"

Wang Zengqi was a little frustrated, "I haven't put pen to paper for many years, so my hand is a little rusty."

"I have never read your article before, but I have read the recent article "Biography of Cavalry"."

Under the old man's slightly expectant gaze, Jiang Xian slowly uttered two words.

"Top grade."

"The whole article is plain and simple, told in a leisurely manner, like a casual conversation, without pursuing mystery or profundity, and the artistic conception is vivid!" Jiang Xian gave a lot of flattery, delivering a large wave of emotional value.

The old man was grinning so much that his mouth reached his ears.

Junior brother, you are so good at talking!
"I heard from the teacher that you came to me to ask for something?" Wang Zengqi suddenly remembered.

"Oh, it's not a big deal. I heard that you used to be an editor of "Beijing Literature and Art" and have experience in reviewing manuscripts. So I would like to ask you to review a manuscript for me. It's about 200,000 words, but..."

"So many words?" Wang Zengqi hesitated.

A manuscript of 200,000 words would be too time-consuming to review, so he certainly didn't want to take it on.

I was also wondering, what did he “but” mean?
I only heard the fellow say: "But then I thought, you are so old now, your attention and energy are declining, maybe you can't revise this manuscript.
Of course, I absolutely believe in your ability to review and appreciate works. Zhou Yanru, editor of Beijing Literature and Art, once told me that the glory of Beijing Literature and Art at that time was inseparable from the sharp eyes of Senior Brother Wang. "

These words gave Wang Zengqi a mixed feeling.

I feel inferior inside, but I also want to prove myself.

He simply waved his hand and said, "Just give it to me. It's just a manuscript review. I'll just spend a little more time on it."

"Thank you, senior brother." Jiang Xian quickly handed over the manuscript.

Wang Zengqi and Shen Congwen shared a table. Here is a quick look at the titles of their works:

Huo Yuanjia!
"Huo Yuanjia?"

"I have rarely heard of this kind of person in recent years."

He looked at the first row.

"During the late Qing dynasty, China was torn apart by the foreign powers. Unable to resist, the Chinese people suffered from bullying and were denounced as the 'sick man of East Asia'"

The language is easy to understand. It cannot be said to have any artistic level, but it is popular, clear and extremely fluent to read.

Wang Zengqi scanned down line by line:

On the stage, the high-spirited Huo Yuanjia shouted, "All those who have signed the life and death agreement, come together!"

Challengers swarmed up, and he defeated all the desperate warriors by himself. The madman asked: "Huo Yuanjia, when were you the number one in Tianjin?"

Huo Yuanjia asked back complacently.

"What do you say?"

"Today! Today!"

Huo Yuanjia laughed proudly and arrogantly. He would never have thought that this crazy question and remark would be the tragic and joyful prelude to his exciting life.

"This madman writes well! He brings it to life!"

Wang Zengqi was not a serious old man. He particularly liked to read those notes novels and miscellaneous books that were meant for entertainment.

This piece of "Huo Yuanjia" was written in one go, fluently and smoothly, with a brisk rhythm and repeated climaxes. Wang Zengqi felt as if he was reading a storybook, sometimes anxious and sometimes excited.

Seeing Huo Yuanjia killing everyone in his path, he felt extremely happy, but seeing that he was so aggressive and didn't know how to restrain himself, he began to worry about the tragedy that was about to happen next.

How come this guy can write popular literature so well? !

9 month.

Jiang Xian has been making some progress on Tang Dynasty from Shen Congwen (6/10)

Teacher Shen's voice was a little damaged from talking so much, and Jiang Xian was afraid of tiring him out, so he didn't dare to bother him anymore.

Then I went to the Today magazine office on East 44th Street.

The small magazine office was bustling with activity. On the table was the newly drawn cover of the next issue, simple yet stylish. "Open it!"

"Hey, Lao Jiang is here!"

When Zhao Zhenkai saw Jiang Xian, he immediately stood up enthusiastically and poured him a cup of hot tea.

"You know what? Your poem is now completely popular. I showed it to Ai Qing a few days ago, and he liked it very much. He even copied it down specially. He never copies poems normally."

"The poem with the most comments in this issue of Today is "To the Oak Tree." Jiang Shiwei took out a large sack from the corner. "These are all letters written to you by students. Some were mailed to you, and some were delivered by them personally."

Jiang Xian opened one or two envelopes and took a look. Most of the comments expressed how much they loved the poem, but there were also some small criticisms, saying that there was a common sense loophole in his poem, which was: "It is impossible for an oak tree to grow together with a kapok tree in the south."

Jiang Xian naturally knew it, and in fact Shu Ting knew it too, but she wrote it that way on purpose.

Moreover, "To the Oak" is not a love poem. Its connotation actually goes far beyond love, but most people can only read the surface.

"I'm not here to look for you this time." Jiang Xian looked at the volunteer members of the magazine, "I remember you are students of Yanda University?"

"She and I both studied at Yenching University," Zha Jianying said enthusiastically. "We were students of the Chinese Department of Yenching University, Class of 77."

The class of 77 must be emphasized because there is a term "new three classes" in universities at that time, namely the college students of the classes of 77, 78, and 79.

"Student Jianying, can you help me get a course schedule for Yanda University?"

"Teacher Jiang, are you going to sit in on the class?"

"Aren't you welcome?"

"Of course you are welcome!" Cha Jianying was a little excited. "More than welcome, if you go to audit the class, our Yan University will be shocked. You don't know how many people want to see you now."

"Don't." Jiang Xian quickly waved his hand, "Classmate Jianying, please don't tell anyone."

"Okay." Cha Jianying pursed her lips for a long time, but couldn't help asking, "Teacher Jiang? One or two students are okay?"

Jiang Xian smiled helplessly, "Only two, absolutely no more."

"Don't worry, don't worry!"

Cha Jianying had already made her decision between the two candidates in her mind.

Huang Ziping, Chen Jiangong, Liu Zhenyun or Liang Zuo?

Liang Zuo must shout.

She has the best relationship with him!

Wang Zengqi's manuscript had also been reviewed, and Jiang Xian was shocked when he got it.

The manuscript paper from Renwen Press, which had a lot of blank space around the edges, was actually densely marked on every page.

"Brother, your review of this manuscript is really good." He couldn't help but admire, "There are so many mistakes, it will take some time to correct them."

"Good manuscripts are revised." said Wang Zengqi.

He was really exhausted these days, but when he thought that it was so tiring for him to make annotations, it must be even more tiring for Jiang Xian to revise, he couldn't help but feel secretly happy.

You want to compete with me for my favor? You are still young.

On the other hand, Jiang Xian was indeed worried.

Reviewing it like this is no different from rewriting it.

I have no choice but to make Da Feng suffer a little more.

He said goodbye to Wang Zengqi and turned to Renwenshe. Coincidentally, Feng Jicai was still in the guesthouse and had not gone out.

"Da Feng, the manuscript has been reviewed."

He slammed the manuscript on the table. Feng Jicai just took a look at it and his legs trembled, almost falling to the ground.

The whole back of his head was tingling.

Is this a revision or a punishment?
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