After I was reborn, I became a great writer

Chapter 182
When we were young, we always longed to grow up, but when we grow up, we want to go back to childhood. From longing to grow up to dreaming of being young, what we experience is growth, but what we manage is life.
"Yeah. We won! We won!"

The sound of children celebrating happily awakened Chen Tianhong from his memories.

Whether it is the winning side or the losing side, the children are very happy. They are not as serious about winning or losing as adults. If they lose this time, the big deal is to win back next time.

This is the real enjoyment of the game, because of this, they can play freely and live every day without any worries.

Looking at the children's innocent smiles, Chen Tianhong also smiled. He didn't feel too much emotion, but he just missed some of his childhood memories in his previous life.

But I still want to thank these children, at least let Chen Tianhong decide which one to choose for the next youth novel.

As for the song "Machine Spirit, Chop Knife" that he remembered, he doesn't plan to write it in this world, he just keeps the song as his own memory, if he thinks of something, he has to write something, that would be too tiring .

"It's better to build a small playground for these children in the village after a while, which can be regarded as a reward for eating so many fruits and stewed chicken from the villagers these days."

Chen Tianhong thought to himself, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this method was feasible, and the children's playground would not cost much, and it would be about 10,000+.

10,000+ is really not bad for him now.

It is that there will be fewer electronic products in the playground. Chen Tianhong doesn't want to do bad things with good intentions, and he doesn't want traditional games like "machine spirit, chopping kitchen knife" to be abandoned by children.

After continuing to watch the children play other games for a while, Chen Tianhong had almost digested the food in his stomach, so he got up and left the old elm tree, and returned to his family's farmhouse.

As soon as he entered the door, Chen Tianhong smelled a strong aroma. This is the aroma of stewed pheasant. It seems that grandma has already started.

The stewed pheasant is first boiled on high heat, then add some side dishes such as wild mushrooms, black fungus, wolfberry, etc., and then cook slowly on low heat for a few hours, and you can enjoy the deliciousness.

Chen Tianhong went to the kitchen, thinking of helping grandma, but grandma stuffed a few more small apples and drove her out.

Chen Tianhong, who couldn't hold back his grandma, had no choice but to go back to the house. He didn't continue to eat apples, after all, he would have a big meal later.

It was simply idle, and it was time to surprise the female fans. Chen Tianhong turned on the computer again and created a new blank document. The first line he typed was "Those Youthful Times That Can't Go Back"

As the sun sets, the afterglow of the setting sun begins to pour down, and the villagers spend a pleasant day. The chimneys of every household begin to waft wisps of cooking smoke. This is the most ordinary fireworks in the world, but it also hides the warmest and most practical. happiness.

Grandma Chen lifted the lid of the pot again, and seeing that the chicken inside had been stewed badly, she picked up the large white porcelain bowl that had already been washed and filled it full.

After serving, Grandma Chen didn't call out for her grandson to eat, but walked to Chen Tianhong's room with a large white porcelain bowl.

Seeing that her grandson was still typing hard on the computer, Grandma Chen showed a distressed look on her face. She knew that his grandson was writing a book, and she also knew that his grandson was now a writer.

It's just that while Grandma Chen is proud of it, she is also worried that her grandson will be exhausted. She heard that writing a book takes a lot of brainpower.

"Peasant chicken is very nutritious but not brain-invigorating. I will make some brain-supplementing for Tianhong tomorrow."

Grandma Chen thought about it in her heart.

At this moment, Chen Tianhong, who was immersing himself in it, was finally attracted by the strong fragrance and turned his head back.

When he saw the big white porcelain bowl in grandma's hand, he hurriedly got up to take it, and then cursed himself secretly. He really treated himself as a young master, and even asked grandma to bring him the meal.

"Tianhong, you can eat in the house, eat more, there is still in the pot."

"Well, grandma, yours?"

"Mine are in the kitchen. You eat yours."

Grandma Chen urged Chen Tianhong to hurry up and eat the chicken. After seeing her grandson start moving his chopsticks, she left the room satisfied and went to the kitchen to prepare her own dinner.

But Chen Tianhong didn't just enjoy the deliciousness of the wild pheasant, he found something was wrong.

The white porcelain bowl that grandma gave him was very big. It was said to be a bowl, but it was actually about the same size as a small soup bowl in the city.

What's wrong is that this white porcelain bowl is full of chicken, with only a few sporadic side dishes. According to the size of the pheasant, more than half of its body is in the white porcelain bowl.

"Uncle Li sent a wild mountain chicken this time. If there is still meat in the pot according to grandma, what will she eat?"

The more Chen Tianhong thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. He didn't bother to pick up the meat, so he chose to carry the bowl and walked to the kitchen.

After arriving at the stove, Chen Tianhong saw his grandma sitting on a small chair and eating with a white porcelain bowl in her hand, but the white porcelain bowl in her hand was half smaller than Chen Tianhong's, which is also normal After all, grandma is getting older, and her appetite is definitely not as good as that of young people.

And when Chen Tianhong came closer to take a closer look, his nose turned sore and his eyes turned red.

I saw that in grandma's white porcelain bowl, there was no meat at all at first glance. Except for the soup, the rest were wild mushrooms, black fungus, carrots and other side dishes.

"Grandma. Why don't you eat meat?"

Chen Tianhong choked up and said, while he was talking, he picked the tender chicken in his bowl and put it into grandma's bowl.

Grandma Chen blocked her own bowl, preventing Chen Tianhong from poking the meat.

"Tianhong, you eat, grandma doesn't like meat, so eat more!"

Chen Tianhong insisted on dialing. He knew that grandma's words were false. He wanted to let him eat more, or wait until he finished eating. She would eat.

It wasn't until he said, Grandma, if you don't eat it, then I won't eat it either, Grandma Chen agreed, but she didn't ask her grandson to put it out of the bowl, but went to refill a few pieces of chicken in the pot by herself.

The reason is actually very simple, the ones she served for her grandson are all the best, and the ones in the pot are slightly inferior.

Chen Tianhong didn't go back to his room either, he chose to eat with his grandma in the stove, he was worried that his grandma would put the meat back into the pot once he got back to his room.
Chen Tianhong can remember this meal for a lifetime, and it is also the best meal he has ever eaten, because what is contained in the white porcelain bowl is not wild pheasant, but grandma's love.

At the same time, Chen Tianhong made a decision in his heart that he must be filial to grandma.

And he also understands this filial piety, in fact, he just comes back to visit often and spend more time with grandma.

Because for the elderly, money is not important at all. What they need most is the company of their children and grandchildren, that's all.

After dinner, Chen Tianhong talked with his grandma for a long time before returning to his room.

Chen Tianhong, who returned to his room, had no intention of typing. He planned to go to bed early, get up early tomorrow and walk around the small mountain village with his grandma, and spend more time with his grandma.

But if it doesn’t matter whether it’s a code word or a code word, new books still have to be released, and fans are also very important.

Chen Tianhong turned on the computer, logged into the author's background, selected a large size to create a new book, then copied and pasted the saved manuscript, and clicked upload.

However, when he uploaded the new book this time, he did not send all the saved manuscripts at once, only [-] words.

Because the total number of words in this book is only more than 30 words, if you write as much as you want, you can finish the book in less than two weeks.

Rather than being urged to open a new book by fans at that time, it would be better to keep flowing.

The exquisite room is filled with the delicious smell of instant noodles. A young girl about 25 or [-] years old is eating instant noodles while watching a TV series on the tablet.

"What is this filming? It's a youth movie. The hero and heroine are only interested in love every day, and don't study. They can still rank first or second in the school every time they take exams. It's outrageous. How could we have any problems when we were studying in school?" It's so easy, it's far worse than "The Best of Us", it's not realistic at all, it's a bad movie, don't watch it."

Pan Sijie complained angrily, but she said so, the TV series is still not closed.

No way, other TV series are even worse. In comparison, this TV series can still be watched. After all, not every TV series is as high-quality as "The Best of Us".

Ten minutes later, after finishing the latest episode, Pan Sijie turned off the tablet and looked at the half bucket of instant noodles left in her hand.

"Oh, I heard that "Hello Old Time" has finished filming, when will it be released! And Hongwen, who writes "The Legend of Mortal Cultivation of Immortals" and "The Eight Parts of Heaven and Dragons" every day, are books that our girls can read Well! How long has it been since I haven’t written youth novels, and the donkeys in the production team dare not rest like this.”

The last sentence was not very elegant. After she finished speaking, Pan Sijie spat at herself. Fortunately, she lived alone and there was no one else in the room.

Pan Sijie can be said to be an elite in the society, a proper female white-collar worker, who graduated from a master's degree, can go to the hall, can go to the kitchen, can afford to drive a car, and can afford to rent a new house
As for why she eats instant noodles, the reason is very simple. It's not that she doesn't know how to cook, but that there is no one worth asking her to cook, because she can handle everything by herself, and she doesn't need to be so delicate.

Pan Sijie is one of Hongwen's female fans, and she is also in the general fan group, and she is also the main member of @活书 in the daily group.

She has been looking forward to Hongwen's ability to write another youth novel, preferably a novel that can surpass the current works.

For example, continuing the nostalgic and flat style in "The Best of Us", adding the heroine's growth experience in "Hello Old Times", and having a young crush in "Creative Love in Oranges in Huainan", that would be great.

If Hongwen really writes such a youth novel, then he must be the No. 1 youth writer, at least, Pan Sijie thinks so.

She looked at the time, and it was just after 8 o'clock in the evening. It's too early to rest now, young people have to have a young life's routine, otherwise they can be called young people!

"Summoning sisters, continue to go to the group@希文. Urge books, urge books!"

Pan Sijie casually put the instant noodles in her hand on the table, then went to her bag and took out her mobile phone, planning to start a new round of fighting.

As a result, when she took out her mobile phone to log in to the TT account, she found that there were not too many group message prompts. Usually, at this point, the group message was already 9999+, and today it was less than half.

After opening the message, Pan Sijie immediately logged out of the TT account, and quickly clicked to open the Qingcheng app. The whole operation was like a cloud.

"Hongwen has released a new book! This guy is getting more and more over the top. He secretly publishes the book without notifying him in advance. Hmph, a tsundere little man. But, I like it."

In the voice of talking to herself, Pan Sijie found Hongwen's new book, and she was looking forward to it.
There are always some times, and it is only after the past that you find that it has been deeply engraved in your memory.

Opening the old photo album, the memories come rushing back, the childhood games in childhood, the ignorant love in adolescence, the ideal of struggle in youth, and the vicissitudes of experience in middle age.
The youth at that time had grown up, and the flying and presumptuousness that belonged to youth gradually left us, and there was a mottled heart in his chest.

In my heart, there is a warmth that has crossed time and will never fade away.

Please pick up this book and find our own youth. The book contains a microcosm of an era, which is the unique growth memory of a generation.
I would like to dedicate this book to you and me, and to our exclusive memory.
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"Those Youths Who Can't Go Back"

After reading the title and introduction of the book, Pan Sijie began to guess the content and style of the book. Judging from the title, the style of this book should be based on nostalgia.

Judging from the introduction, the content should be the same as "Hello Old Times", the protagonist goes from childhood to youth
"Those youthful days that can't go back, the growth memories of a generation. Nostalgic! No, more than that, there should be growth experiences. This is a youth novel, so there is love. Is there a secret love in love?"

Thinking, thinking, Pan Sijie was very excited. She felt that Hongwen's new book might be a novel that combined the Zhenhua Trilogy and the three styles into one. This was what she had been looking forward to, but was it true? , You have to read the text to know.

And she couldn't wait.

At the same time, many people turned on their mobile phones or computers, and started to read "Those Youths That Can't Go Back" at the same time.

As for the content of this book, whether it is as Pan Sijie thought, it is impossible to tell from the short chapters at the beginning.

But what is certain is that the news of Hongwen publishing a new book can arouse great enthusiasm.

On the literature forum, related posts have already started to fly all over the sky, needless to say the youth groups, someone has already read it and commented on it in the first place.

But what is surprising is that the popular post on the homepage of the forum is not a post from the youth group, but a post from the martial arts group.

It was Wen Congwu's review post [Shuangtian Controversy], and the reason why this post was topped on the front page was still related to Hongwen's new book.

Many book friends left messages on this post, saying that Hongwen wrote "Dragon Babu" and his writing collapsed. In order to regain his face, he published a new book.

The book friend's guess is not unreasonable. After all, judging from the current updated plot, "Dragon and Babu" is not as good as "The Lonely Star", and the score is still far ahead of "The Lonely Star".

Besides, everyone knows that Hongwen started to become famous by writing youth novels. There are really few writers who can surpass Hongwen in single round youth novels. It can even be said that no one can surpass, at most equal.

Some people agree, and naturally some people refute. Most of the people who refute are fans of Hongwen, such as snow fans, mortal fans and so on.

It was their quarrel that made the post top the hot search on the homepage. It wasn't until the main post, Wen Congwu, was bombed out, and after a paragraph of words, the two sides temporarily extinguished the flames of war.

He said so.

[Half a martial arts novelist]: Book friends, I would like to thank you first!Thank you for allowing me to score twice, and the post was once again on the front page of the forum.

I've read everyone's arguments, so I'll just say my personal opinion.

The collapse of "Dragon Babu" is definitely not broken, but the protagonist Duan Yu is indeed a bit unpleasant. The calculations of the four villains are true and have no technical content. Compared with the plot of "The Lonely Star", this conspiracy is simply too childish Therefore, it is not ruled out that Hongwen publishes a new book in order to save himself.
But, everyone, don’t rush to define. Tomorrow is the weekend, and the latest issue of the two books will be released. After reading the plot tomorrow, you will know the result!
If the plot of "Dragon and Babu" still has no improvement. Or there are no other bright spots, it proves that Hongwen may have really shifted his energy and concentrated on writing his youth novels. By the way, there are fairy tale novels
In the study, Sima Beijie was wearing presbyopic glasses and was writing on white paper with a pen. He was writing the follow-up draft of "The Lonely Star of the Devil".

Although there are still manuscripts on file, it is necessary to plan ahead!He is not like Hongwen, who can write 10,000+ words in front of the computer in a day.

At this time, his son Junlin walked in, but he hesitated to speak.

"What's wrong? Xiaochao?"

It was Sima Beijie who asked first after seeing his son.

"Dad, I have a question to ask. Do you think the follow-up plot of "Tian Long Ba Bu" can be written well?"

Junlin was also visiting the literature forum just now, he learned that Hongwen had released a new book, and also saw the quarrel among book friends.

His thoughts are the same as Wen Congwu's. The collapse is definitely not a collapse, but the plot is indeed poorly written, and the subsequent plot of King's Landing is not easy to predict, so he came to ask his father.

After all, ginger is still old and spicy!

"Hehe, I have to ask that brat about this question, but don't worry, son, just trust your father, the plot I wrote will definitely be better than his."

Sima Beijie thought his son was worried about him.

He reads every issue of "Tian Long Ba Bu", and if he has to comment, it will be four words, getting better and better.

But that's all, as long as "Dragon and Babu" does not change the protagonist or style, his "Sky Demon Lonely Star" can stabilize one of them.

Jun Lin pursed his lips, and did not continue to ask after all. In fact, what he wanted to tell his father was that Hongwen had published a new book again. He still wrote a book in Sankai, even if his "Dragon and Ba Bu" was worse than "The Lonely Star" One point, it seems to be the uncrowned king.

But seeing his father's appearance, Jun Lin didn't say anything after all. His father had aged a lot recently and couldn't stimulate him.

"Dad, why don't I use the computer to type for you. You dictate directly, and I use the keyboard to type. This is much faster than your handwriting."

Jun Lin changed the subject. Of course, he felt a little distressed when he saw his father handwriting the manuscript.

In fact, Sima Beijie can also use a computer, but the speed of typing with a keyboard is not to mention. Anyway, it is slower than Xiang Anran back then.

Sima Beijie was about to refuse, but after thinking about it, he nodded and agreed.

Because he felt that his son's kindness could not be refused, and besides, this was a good opportunity to strengthen his relationship with his son.

So next, a warm scene appeared in the study. The father is kind and the son is filial.

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(End of this chapter)