This star is a bit cold

Chapter 159 Oranges (Two in One)

Regarding the things that college students are most afraid of after returning home from the winter vacation, Xiao Fang thinks that there are only two things: the driver's license and visiting relatives.

Of course, the occasional death growl from the mother is also a very noteworthy point.
The first is the driver's license. It may be because she lost most of her learning ability after entering university or because she was nervous. Xiaofang found that although she did study for nearly ten hours, she still couldn't pass the first subject and failed. twice
I was hurt by staying up late, playing with mobile phones, and washing dishes, and I was so haggard!
From today, quit washing dishes!

There is one thing to say, failing one subject twice has a great impact on Xiaofang's poor life. Although he tried his best to use the so-called "new rules" to quibble, it is still unavoidable that his parents bombard him all the time.

Sometimes even if it is just chatting, when I think of it, I suddenly say, "By the way, when are you going to take the exam for subject one?"

An ordinary sentence can destroy Xiao Fang's originally good state of mind at once. If he doesn't lie down for hours, he really can't suppress the anxiety that suddenly rises. In short, anxiety is always a temporary lover. A real wife is only one who acts badly!

In addition to this, another hard-hit area is of course visiting relatives during the Chinese New Year.
You obviously slept well last night, but when you wake up early in the morning, in a daze, you find that your seven aunts and eight aunts are all sitting on your bed and chatting. This kind of nightmare must have been experienced by many people.
Pity me, I'm only ten years and 120 months old, what's wrong with me trying to get a good night's sleep? !
Can I not know if this relative will come?
But I clearly remember that I locked the door behind me.
In short, although there is New Year's money to collect, but after the back and forth and all kinds of nagging, the whole Xiaofang is really big.

However, the difficult days are over, and the matter of leaving relatives is basically over, Xiao Fang finally no longer has to deal with a few more annoying relatives, and those brats who don't make people feel safe.

Take the New Year's money to eat and drink with cousins, go shopping with friends, sing and buy things, and then stay up late to watch dramas and have lunch.
As a very ordinary person, Xiao Fang's life is basically not too turbulent. Although the life is plain, there is also a kind of peace of mind in it.

But occasionally, Xiao Fang would also think about what kind of life those people who only live in her fantasies would live, such as the young artist who is a new fan of hers who doesn't know whether it should be a singer or a writer , if a person is really unaccompanied, lonely, and even has very few friends, how should he live happily?
It seems that since the end of the new year, he has rarely even posted on Weibo. If any other artist has made a fortune from a variety show, he can't wait to take advantage of the popularity to accept commercial performances immediately, or just launch something quickly to increase exposure, at least It will not disappear from the public eye all of a sudden.

For this one, it has been almost a month since the variety show ended, and apart from the news that an album is being produced, there has been no other news.

For him, maybe, it will be uncomfortable when the new year arrives?

Occasionally, looking at those photos on Weibo, Xiao Fang would think so.

But all in all, those radiant people are still quite far away from her, he will definitely have his own life and joys, sorrows and joys, and Xiao Fang's words are just waiting for his reappearance with an attitude of appreciation.

No, although the album doesn't seem to be finished yet, the latest short story has already come out.

As for how well his novels are written, Xiao Fang is not in literature, so it is not good to say such things, but the literary circles still mostly praise, but there is no lack of criticism.

But judging from Xiaofang's current experience, it is quite meaningful. The content of the novel also gives people a refreshing feeling. The writing is accurate and concise. Even if you look at it without the filter, Xiaofang still thinks it is a very good novel. , As for whether it is great or not, it is estimated that it will mostly depend on future generations to judge.

Putting this aside, as always, Xiao Fang, who slept until twelve o'clock, finished his breakfast amidst his mother's complaints, and then walked towards the bookstore downstairs with his face up and his pajamas on.

She wasn't a pretty girl at first, but in my own house, there are many people who have seen her outfit. Since there is no burden, why bother to dress up?
While playing with his mobile phone, he walked towards the bookstore. Not long after, Xiao Fang, who felt that he must have arrived, raised his head, and there was a queue that was neither long nor short at the door of the bookstore.

After all, it's not even one o'clock. Many people may not have eaten at this time, and it's even more impossible to come to the bookstore.

However, it is worth mentioning that after all, after all, he published two high-quality novels within a long period of time. Coupled with the blessing of the official book list and artist status, Ye Che still has a place among the literature lovers. Fame, his new work will undoubtedly be expected by many people.

After all, many people want to see how far this young writer who started with an official gold medal can go.

I don't know if it's because the pace of this era is too fast, or because the continuous emergence of new things is rapidly squeezing the living space of old things. In short, although some things still have a lot of momentum, they are indeed It is faintly going into decline.

There is probably no other era that has more entertainment methods than this era, and when there are too many entertainment methods, it is understandable that people will choose the simple part.

Of course, Xiao Fang is also the type of young people who choose the simple mode, but occasionally, Xiao Fang may also think of 'difficult' himself.

After all, as her philosophy teacher said, when a person is young, both memory and thinking ability are often in a vigorous period. In the golden period of life, one always has to try to chew on difficult things.

There are so many landscapes in the world, even if there is really no distinction between superior and inferior, wouldn't it be a little regrettable that some things are not well-understood?

Except for math, of course!
That is the domain left by God to his own sons.
An ordinary person like her would not be able to enjoy that kind of happiness even if she scratched her head.
Xiao Fang, who was in the queue, wandered for a while, and finally, when she came to the cashier, she handed over the magazine she just got.

The reason why I didn't watch it while queuing was, of course, that the occasion wasn't suitable. If there wasn't a quiet environment, Xiao Fang basically didn't watch it if he watched it.

"Wen Yuan, 30 yuan." The boss who took it over was not surprised at all this time. After scanning it, he waited for the customer to check out.

And Xiao Fang can be regarded as a social cow even if he is not too big, so he opened his mouth and asked: "Boss, have you read this issue of the magazine? What do you think of the new work of 'Wenhao'?"

Speaking of which, the first time I saw the pseudonym 'Wen Hao', Xiao Fang was really shocked. Even she, who is not very fond of literature, is very aware of the gold content of these two words. It can be said that when used This pseudonym is almost naturally viewed by readers and literary critics with critical eyes.

What are you writing, dare to be called a writer?

This is probably the first thought of many literature lovers and workers when they saw this pseudonym.

Even now, many people are blackmailing him because of this pseudonym
However, he probably chose such a pseudonym because he was really confident, right?

At the same time that this thought flashed by, the boss who handed the magazine to Xiao Fang also gave his answer with a sigh of relief, "Well written, I don't know how long I haven't seen such a simple, but yet Such a subtle and touching work. Look at what is a lot of literature nowadays? It’s this and that, and it’s good literature that makes it seem that people can’t understand it.”

"Yes." Echoing the boss who seemed a little angry, Xiao Fang checked out and left with a psychological expectation.

Also, it seems that this person is not only good at writing novels, he should also have such a talent for writing poems. As for whether he has two or more brushes, of course it depends on the follow-up works, but nothing else. Xiao Fang liked the song "Broken Chapter" very much. It is short and concise with a few lines, but it expresses something that can be said to be philosophical so accurately.

The bright moon adorns your windows, and you adorn other people's dreams.

While making people feel the lingering emotions, there is also a kind of "relativity" philosophical speculation in it.

Hope he writes more of these things.

Xiao Fang, who recently cut off two sentences as his signature, couldn't help but think about it.

After returning home with the book, Xiao Fang swayed twice in front of his mother and said, "I'm reading! It's okay to disturb me!" After that, he walked into his room and closed the door .

Due to some special reasons, Xiaofang's mother's education level is not very high, but that's it, but she has an indescribable yearning for studying.

Of course, this reading does not refer to the more utilitarian reading in school, but the kind of real impulse to read and understand something from the heart.

He ran to the bed and lay down. Xiao Fang, who was not in a hurry to read the comments of the book friends who contained spoilers, picked up the magazine. After finding the name that was gradually becoming familiar, Xiao Fang concentrated on reading it.

"One gloomy winter evening, I was sitting in a corner of a second-class bus departing from Beijing right and going north, waiting blankly for the sound of the whistle. The lights in the compartment had already been lit, and it was rare that anyone but me No one was there.

Looking outside, unlike in the past, on the dimly lit platform, there was not a single person seeing off today, only a puppy in a cage, whining occasionally.This scene is surprisingly consistent with my mood at the moment.

There was an indescribable fatigue and ennui in my head, as cloudy as the sky before the snow.I put my hands in my overcoat pockets and didn't move, and I didn't even feel like taking out the evening paper."

Does No.1 call narrative?
The background of the times seems a bit early, and if you only read the beginning, it will give people a feeling of fatigue and burnout.

Could it be that after the Chinese New Year, I really feel bad, so I write a novel that may be gloomy to express it?
These faint thoughts flashed by, and Xiao Fang's eyes continued to look down.

"That's a real country girl. Her non-greasy hair is combed into two half ginkgo buns, and there are cracks on her cheeks that are dazzlingly red. The dirty light green woolen scarf is pulled up to her knees, and she puts it on her knees. Carrying a big burden.

The hand holding the burden was covered with chilblains, and he tightly held a red third-class ticket with great care.I don't like the vulgar look of the little girl, and I don't like her dirty clothes.She is so stupid that she can't even tell the difference between second and third class, which is even more annoying."

I feel that I am not very friendly from the first perspective.

Xiao Fang, who has always been immersed in reading novels, couldn't help raising his eyebrows when he saw this.

In short, after the bored "I" got on the bus, the opposite was a country girl who couldn't even tell the difference between the compartments, and no matter from which angle, this country girl looked so different to "I". Stupid and ridiculous.

And No.1 called this kind of thing, the advantage of which is that it can let readers enter it at once, which is actually quite suitable for short stories.

But now, Xiao Fang only feels that the whole story is filled with a gloomy and indifferent tone.

The "me" who feels that life is quite boring and indifferent and selfish, the dilapidated station, the gloomy weather, the stupid and slovenly country girl in my eyes.

So you want to express a darker theme?

Like life is meaningless?
After pondering for a while, Xiao Fang, who is willing to use his brain after reading this man's novel, continued to read.

Strictly speaking, the previous two novels have almost no similarities, but this one seems to have a different theme from the previous two?

I am willing to experiment with various writing styles.
Then the country girl opened the window for some reason, and when 'I' was quite unhappy, the train came to a dilapidated platform, and then three red-cheeked children were waiting there.

"They looked up at the train passing by, and quickly raised their hands together, screaming desperately for something in immature voices. In a blink of an eye, the little girl who leaned out half of her body from the window suddenly stretched out her long hair. Chilblain hands, vigorously swinging back and forth.

Suddenly, amazingly, five or six oranges, bathed in warm sunshine, flew from the window one by one onto the heads of the children who were seeing them off.

I couldn't help holding my breath, and suddenly realized.The little girl, I'm afraid she was going to be a servant, throwing a few oranges in her arms through the window to reward the younger brothers who came to the crossing to see her off."

Ok?
tangerinr?

Xiao Fang, who was almost used to the dim color tone, was taken aback for a moment, and then the bright and warm orange-yellow color of oranges immediately appeared in his mind.

The dilapidated platform, hands with chilblains that are not at all aesthetically pleasing, and noisy children, but such a lacking and boring scene is suddenly lit up by five or six brightly colored oranges.

Xiao Fang's eyes lit up and he looked back, and soon, he saw the last sentence of this short story.

"At this time, I talked and forgot the indescribable fatigue and burnout, as well as the unreasonable mean and boring life."

It's a good turn.

In other words, because of the strong contrast, the purity of beauty at that moment was immediately highlighted.

Let me just say, he doesn't look like the mentally unhealthy kind of guy either.

After thinking about it for a while, Xiao Fang finally picked up the mobile phone and started looking for relevant information, as the image of bright oranges in the dilapidated station still flashed in his mind from time to time.

Unsurprisingly, even if it is just a new work that has just been published, there are already many people discussing it at the moment.

"Very attentive, that moment really touched me all at once."

"Yeah, I frowned a little when I saw the front. I was thinking, show me this not long after the new year? Haha, this turning point in the back really poked me."

"It's obviously a trivial matter, and there's not too much exaggeration and emphasis on description, but it's such a short stroke that really touches people."

"There is no waste in the way of expression, but the author's true feelings in the world are permeated gracefully."

"Judging from the previous two works, I actually feel that the author may be a pessimistic person psychologically, with a vague sense of despair about reality and human nature. Although there are shadows in the words of this novel, there is nothing wrong with it. The warmth and humanity revealed is by no means false."

"Although the style of this article is different from the previous two articles, I don't think the quality has dropped too much. I am quite satisfied."

"It's a little surprising that I can still see such novels now, and I look forward to new works."

"looking forward to!"

After watching the discussion happily for a while, and adding "I am the same!" After thinking about it for a while, Xiao Fang finally read other novels in the magazine.

I don't know if I don't look at it, but when I look at it, Xiao Fang really sighs slightly.

Sometimes, you may not have an accurate idea of ​​whether something is good or not, but as long as you compare it with other things of the same type, it is really a judgment call at once.

　The extracted content has been reduced as much as possible, and I still want to let the masters have a general understanding of the charm of this novel through some fragments.

　　Personally, I still like "Orange" by Ryunosuke Akutagawa very much. It's not too long. Those who are interested can read it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)