1980 My literary era

"In your heart, do you think our classmates are awesome? Do you think they are unattainable?" Lin Weimin asked with a relaxed smile on his face.

Huang Anyi hesitated for a few seconds and nodded slowly.

"Yes. We are all very powerful writers, and I have read many of their works. I feel that there is a huge gap between what I write and what others write."

Lin Weimin shook his head, "You are wrong to think so!"

The continuous denials made Huang Anyi feel uneasy. She looked at Lin Weimin timidly, waiting for him to make a long speech.

If sister An Yi goes around the Internet in later generations, she will understand that Lin Weimin’s behavior can be summarized in three English letters.

——CPU.

Deny first, then affirm. Negate again, affirm again, and the cycle repeats.

"How old are they, and how old are you?"

"But you're not that old!" Huang Anyi glanced at Lin Weimin and whispered: "You're still a few years younger than me!"

Lin Weimin coughed lightly, "You can't compare with me."

"Why?"

Lin Weimin pretended to be mysterious, looked around, and lowered his voice and said to Huang Anyi: "I write to make money, and my motivation must be stronger than yours!"

Eh?

What kind of fallacy is this?

Huang Anyi's little head couldn't turn around for a while.

After a long while, she said angrily: "You are really good at lying!"

"How can this be a lie? If it weren't for the few taels of silver, who would be tired every day and have backache and callouses on their hands."

Seeing Lin Weimin's serious expression, Huang Anyi confirmed again, "Really?"

"Of course it's true. What's so deceptive about this kind of thing?"

Huang Anyi still had a bit of doubt on her face, "Then why do you say that if you are more motivated than me, your writing must be better than mine?"

"When did I say that my writing was better than yours? Don't spit on others!" Lin Weimin laughed.

"and you……"

"I mean, I have a strong ambition. That's why I won't look left and right or back and forth on the way forward, just like you are in your current state."

After Lin Weimin finished speaking, he looked at Huang Anyi steadily, and a bit of panic flashed across her face.

"Look left and right...look back and forth..."

She repeated these two words in her mouth, and the more she read them, the more she felt that Lin Weimin's words hit home. She was flustered for a moment, and subconsciously asked: "Then what should I do?"

This is really treating Lin Weimin as a close brother.

It's a pity that there is a gap in seniority, and he is almost the best friend.

Lin Weimin's tone was relaxed, "What else can we do? Find a direction for yourself?"

"Looking for a direction?"

"That's right. Your current sensitivity and low self-esteem are just because you feel that you don't have any representative works that are worthy of recognition, and you haven't published as many works as those classmates!

Then write more works, and I will set a goal for you..."

Huang Anyi looked at him with burning eyes. Lin Weimin paused for two seconds before saying: "How about after the short training class at the institute, write a short story that is enough to publish a novel collection?"

After Lin Weimin finished speaking, Huang Anyi's eyes lit up.

His words seemed to have a magical power, giving Huang Anyi an instant direction to move forward.

Huang Anyi only hesitated for a few seconds, then said with fighting spirit: "Okay!"

"Not only that..." Lin Weimin didn't stop and said, "We also want to fight for publication!"

"ah?"

Huang Anyi's newly boosted morale dropped like a ball pricked by a needle.

"Ah what? You don't have any ambition at all?" Lin Weimin said excitedly.

"It's not... it's just..." Huang Anyi looked at her.

"Just what?"

"I haven't even published a few short stories, and I just want to publish a novel collection. Isn't it a bit too ambitious?"

"Classmate Huang, you have to distinguish between being ambitious and having a firm goal."

Huang Anyi thought for a while, then nodded as if to cheer herself up, "Okay, then it's settled."

Lin Weimin nodded happily, "That's right!"

Huang Anyi showed him a bright smile, "Thank you, Lin Weimin!"

"Thank you for nothing, we are all classmates!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, and the atmosphere was subtle.

"Hey~ What are Xiao Weimin and Xiao Anyi whispering here?"

A cheerful female voice appeared next to her at an inappropriate time. It seemed that Tang Kangmei had just returned from listening to gossip from her male classmates, and smelled the gossip from Lin Weimin and the others.

Tang Kangmei's voice has a power that can immediately attract others' attention. After she said this, many people around them turned their attention to Lin Weimin and Huang Anyi.

Huang Anyi's cheeks suddenly flew away, and her eyes were so confused that she didn't know where to look.

Compared with her reaction, Lin Weimin was much calmer, like an experienced driver reversing the car into the warehouse.

"Sister Tang, you guys are gossiping over there just talking about everything. Why did the few words we exchanged become whispers?"

Tang Kangmei had a joking smile on his face, "Oh? Then tell me, what did you two just say?"

Lin Weimin glanced at Huang Anyi, she quickly lowered her head, and he said calmly: "It's nothing. It's just that An Yi just said that during this period of studying at the institute, she plans to publish a collection of short stories!"

Huang Anyi raised her head in shock and looked at Lin Weimin in disbelief.

boom!

There was an explosion among the students.

"An Yi can do it!"

"You are ambitious, An Yi, I am optimistic about you."

A group of people were surprised by the news and immediately sent their blessings to Huang Anyi.

"Hey, Lin Weimin..."

Lin Weimin nodded to her, "An Yi, I believe you!"

Believe me, you big-headed ghost!

Huang Anyi hated Lin Weimin for being such a loudmouth. It was a shame that she regarded him as a good person.

Regardless of whether the students were sincere or fake, anyway, on this occasion, blessings and expectations had surrounded Huang Anyi and put her on a high pedestal.

And Lin Weimin was the one who removed the stool.

so bad!

Huang Anyi was about to cry without tears after accepting the blessings from her classmates, and finally waited for the classmates to disperse before catching Lin Weimin.

"Lin Weimin!" She called his name in shame.

"What's wrong, classmate An Yi?" Lin Weimin seemed unaware.

"You..." Huang Anyi was so angry that she couldn't speak.

"Oh, do you want to thank me? You're welcome. These are what I should do. Please call me Lei. Well, you won't be tired."

Huang Anyi gritted her teeth, "I really appreciate you."

"Hey! You should, you should, don't be polite."

Lin Weimin waved his hands repeatedly, as if he had really done something good to help others.

Huang Anyi looked at Lin Weimin's retreating back, her teeth almost shattered.

Lin Weimin returned to the dormitory humming a little tune. Teasing beautiful women always makes people happy.

Of course Huang Anyi is not a great beauty, but she is young and beautiful. It is no problem for people to call her "beautiful" when walking on the street.

He didn't have that much interest in classmate An Yi, mainly because the life in the Literature Institute was too boring and it was hard to find some spice.

Comrades serving the people are very ambitious and will not give up the entire forest for a sapling.