1980 My Literary Era.

Chapter 90

"What day? Don't you have enough to eat?" Wan Fang asked.

"You're just arguing. You can't even eat enough. Look at my face, it's almost skinny."

Wan Fang looked at his face pretendingly, "I didn't see it."

The two were noisy at the dining table, which added to the anger, and the two old men, Mr. Wan and Li Yuru, showed a little smile on their faces.

Especially after Mr. Wan finished reading Lin Weimin's novel just now, everyone could clearly see that he was a little depressed, and now he has recovered a little.

After a lively meal, Lin Weimin and Wan Fang helped Li Yuru clean up the dishes, and saw Mr. Wan waving at him, "Weimin, come here."

Lin Weimin sat on the sofa in the living room and looked at Mr. Wan.

"This novel..." The old man pointed to the manuscript on the armrest of the sofa and asked, "How did you come up with such a subject?"

Lin Weimin had already prepared a speech in his heart, and he came at his fingertips.

"I just listened to the old comrades talking about a lot of old things in the past, and I expressed my feelings."

Mr. Wan nodded slightly, seeming to agree with Lin Weimin's statement.

"The novel is well written, but the content is too bold!"

"Teacher, what aspect are you referring to?" Lin Weimin laughed.

"What do you say?"

There are many bold places in Lin Weimin's novels, such as aiming at the humming and the old society...

However, scar literature has exploded in recent years, and there have been too many criticisms against Hum Hum, and Lin Weimin's novels are not ranked among them.For the old society, it is not a problem, it is all the dross of the previous dynasty, so there is nothing to say.

What makes Mr. Wan say the word "bold" must be a question of orientation.

"Teacher, do you think Xiaodouzi is male or female?"

Mr. Wan muttered, "A man's body is a woman's heart."

"Isn't that the end? In the final analysis, Xiaodouzi is just a poor man who has been alienated by the environment. His feelings for Duan Xiaolou cannot be viewed purely as a relationship between a man and a woman. It is mixed with family affection, friendship, and also includes sympathy and mutual dependence. ties."

Mr. Wan thought for a while after listening to his words, and said, "That's right. You think clearly, no wonder you write with a spirit."

Lin Weimin scratched his head, and smiled embarrassedly, "Teacher, you are too much!"

Picking up the manuscript and flipping through it again, Mr. Wan showed some emotion on his face, "For the people, your novel is really impressive, especially..."

A look of pain flashed in Mr. Wan's eyes, "Especially those of us who have experienced it."

"Scar literature has become popular in recent years because of this reason."

"But your novel is slightly different from those scar literature." Mr. Wan pulled out from the painful memories, "Whether it is feudal dross or cultural change, they are all to highlight the theme of love, but not only The love is written, and the angle of view is great.”

Lin Weimin nodded and said, "Teacher, your understanding is quite correct."

Mr. Wan showed a mischievous smile like a naughty boy, "It seems that my understanding ability is not bad."

While the two were talking, Wan Fang came over.

Seeing her father's abnormal reaction after reading Lin Weimin's novel, she became even more curious, and flipped through the manuscript while the two were chatting.

When Wan Fang regained consciousness again, she found that it was pitch black outside the window.

"Ah! It's getting dark!"

"you do not say."

Lin Weimin brought out two plates of dumplings from the kitchen, "You almost missed eating."

Wan Fang stood up, walked towards him, and patted his shoulder, "My boy, that's really good writing."

Lin Weimin shook his body and almost spilled the plate in his hand, "Sister, be gentle, there are only a few dumplings left."

Wan Fang ignored his words and asked, "Tell me, how did you write this novel?"

"How can I write it, just think about it."

"Are you still hiding with me?"

Lin Weimin looked at her helplessly, and said, "Okay, then I will tell you about my creative experience after dinner."

"It's almost there."

Wan Fang smiled, finished dinner in two bites, and sat on the sofa waiting for Lin Weimin to share her creative experience with her.

Lin Weimin sat on the sofa shaking his head after eating, still thinking about how to fool Wanfang.

"This novel, to be honest, is still inspired by my teacher's wife."

"Oh?" As soon as Wan Fang regained her spirits, even Mr. Wan and Li Yuru became curious.

"In the beginning, I planned to write a story about love in adversity, but after thinking about it, I felt that this seemed too thin, and I needed to add some material to the novel.

There must be buzzing, and there must be an alternation of old and new societies. After adding these two, I still feel that these elements are not shocking enough.

I remembered my teacher..."

Lin Weimin smiled apologetically at Li Yuru, and the old lady waved to him, saying that it's okay.

"Ms.'s mother is a famous Peking opera artist. She first learned Tsing Yi and then Hua Dan. I thought that in the old society, many of the singers who sang Hua Dan were male roles!

As soon as I thought about it, inspiration came.Think about it, a good boy, his mother sent him to the opera troupe to make a living, and he sang male roles.

Xiaodouzi's mentality is gradually alienated under the stick education of Peking Opera, and if some miserable encounters are arranged for him, won't the relationship between him and his senior brother Duan Xiaolou be shocked? "

Listening to Lin Weimin's analysis, Wan Fang was slowly chewing in her heart, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt it made sense.

In particular, Lin Weimin arranged for Duan Xiaolou the woman Juxian. The comparison between the two was even more shocking.

She looked at Lin Weimin with admiration in her tone, "I really want to open your head and see how many wonderful ideas there are."

"Dad, do you think what Weimin said makes sense?" She turned her head and asked.

Mr. Wan looked at Lin Weimin, pondered for a moment and said, "Weimin has a good idea. To be honest, I have nothing to teach him."

Lin Weimin was taken aback, "Sir, please don't drive me out of the gate!"

Mr. Wan glared at him, "Don't be ridiculous!"

"Hey!" Lin Weimin smiled shyly.

"Weimin's novel is quite well written. From the period of the Republic of China, the Anti-Japanese Liberation, the founding of the nation and Humong, there are not only the joys and sorrows of Duan Xiaolou and Cheng Dieyi under the background of the turbulent and ever-changing era, but also the grand story. From the perspective of narrative, there are also dissection of traditional culture, thinking and torture of human nature and history.

The sentence of Li Cheng Dieyi in the novel, "It's about a lifetime, and a year, a month, a day, or an hour is not considered a lifetime" is too shocking, and it moves people every time I think about it. "

Wan Fang said at this moment: "I think Duan Xiaolou's words are very correct, Cheng Dieyi is a stubborn species who is not crazy and cannot survive."

Mr. Wan nodded and said, "That's right. This character, let Weimin draw it to life, and I get goosebumps all over. It's a character not weaker than Fanyi!"

(End of this chapter)