Entertainment Reborn Rhapsody

Chapter 11: Chapter [-]: We are young, so beautiful
Shanhe recalled the plot of the movie, he was quite moved after watching it in his previous life, and the impression was quite deep.

The most touching thing in the whole movie is the innocent vow between teenagers to protect each other.

What Shanhe needs to rewrite is the background of the age. It needs to replace the life 20 years later in a reasonable way, and embed this story in the 90s.

Shanhe has his father, the head teacher of the third year of high school, as the backing, so it is very convenient for the students in the third year of high school to understand their daily life and psychological activities.

The father can also give advice on how the school and teachers respond to emergencies.

The most difficult thing is the description of campus bullying and police detection process.There are also things such as the heroine's family life and the hero's gangster life that need to be deconstructed by Shanhe.

After dozens of days of conceiving and revising, Shanhe finalized the outline.

On weekends, Qiu Jiang invited Wu Zhiwei and his teacher's family to have dinner at home.

After eating and drinking, Qiu Jiang took out the outline for everyone to judge.

"This is the outline of Xiaohe's book. After reading it, I was deeply moved. It made me reflect on my entire teaching career. Our thoughts and methods must change with the development of society, otherwise we will be ashamed of our profession." Qiu Jiang sighed.

"Oh, it seems that Xiaohe's masterpiece is very unusual, let me read it first." Yu Zhengchong took the notebook.

After more than an hour, the adults at the table were silent for a long time.

"If this novel is published, it may cause great social repercussions. Qiu Jiang, you still need to communicate with the magazine." Yu Zhengchong thought more carefully.

"Novels are meant to express the voice of the times. If there is no debate and does not reflect social reality, then what is the point of literary creation!" Wu Zhiwei said angrily.

"Xiaohe, this idea is so good. It puts the school and society, humanity and dignity, legal principles or human feelings in front of the world. I am amazed!" Wu Zhiwei continued to sigh.

Mrs. Xie also interjected: "Where's Xiaohe, ask him to come over and tell me where the inspiration came from?"

"I know this. The reason is that his deskmate was threatened by gangsters, and I heard that high school boarders were blackmailed by gangsters. Later, he helped Lao Chen's son in the police station from being bullied. Lao Chen told him several cases. It’s just such a bomb.”

Yu Zhengchong sighed, and exclaimed: "Xiao Wu is right. My thoughts are indeed too conservative. It is not necessarily a bad thing to cause social repercussions. Only when the pustules are opened can the wound heal."

"But just in case, Xiaohe's identity as a writer cannot be made public." Yu Zhengchong paused for a moment, then continued.

"The teacher is still thoughtful. Xiaohe is really lucky to have so many elders caring about him. Thank you teacher, teacher's wife, and Xiao Wu."

"Xiaohe should still ask me to review manuscripts, haha, it's good to be around a genius, and I'll make you a big meal if it's unexpected!" Wu Zhiwei slapped his legs and laughed.

Everyone looked at each other and laughed in unison.

After getting approval from several elders, Shanhe handed over the task of picking up his sister to his parents, and used his spare time to collect materials around movie theaters and game arcades.

Yu Zhengchong and Wu Zhiwei also kept bringing him some relevant information.

The most surprising thing is that Chen Zhongming's father agreed to his request to read books in the reading room of the police station on weekends after knowing that he was interested in solving cases.

After Qu Ling received Shan He's creative outline, he was pleasantly surprised.She was delighted that Shanhe was so talented, but the high sensitivity of the subject matter made her worry endlessly.

"Editor-in-Chief, please read this outline." Qu Ling still found the editor-in-chief's office.

"Can a child under 14 write this?" Editor-in-Chief Zhao exclaimed.

"Look at the formation process of his entire idea here. He did have the environment to form his idea. His father is the head teacher of the graduating class of senior high school. His teachers, teachers and grandmothers are all veteran cadres of the Cultural Bureau. The father of the classmate is the instructor of the Chengguan Police Station. So It seems that he is really a bit unique!"

"The subject matter is highly sensitive. Our magazine is mainly aimed at teenagers, so it is not suitable for publication," Editor Zhao said regretfully. "After the manuscript is completed, I will recommend it to the next door "Harvest"."

"This kid is the same. Why did he choose such a subject and give others an advantage?" Qu Ling said distressedly.

"You still need to strengthen communication here. I think this kid is bursting with creative passion and creative ideas. He is a quick shooter. You still worry about not having a good manuscript in the future. Besides, we can still publish his booklet!"

"How about you being the editor-in-chief? It's really high!" Qu Lingdiao said with a smile.

The two smiled at each other.

In mid-November, it is still late autumn in the south. Except for the golden tops of deciduous plane trees, other trees are still lush and green.

Groups of laughing teenagers roar down the shady streets, forming a dynamic watercolor painting.

The four Shanhe people are one of them.

"I said Brother Qiu, if you can go to the police station in the future, don't hang on to me all the time. It's so boring to sit all morning!" Chen Zhongming complained.

"Haha, it's a good thing we didn't make such an unflattering request, Fatty, last time I went to your house for dinner, I remember you said that you were also interested in detectives." Li Xiaohui smiled gloatingly.

"For things like hobbies, if you are still there for three days, you will become a hobby. If you are away for three days, you will suffer." Yuan Datou jokingly said.

"Incisive, as expected of a former president." The fat man immediately echoed.

"Fatty, has anyone ever told you that you are cheap!" Yuan Datou chased and beat Chen Zhongming.

"Has Jinji Feather come out to be a demon again recently?" Shan He asked.

"I heard that the Office of Academic Affairs is going to catch typical examples recently. Jin Liang's kind of bullying garbage dares to stand out and pick up balls of wool!" Li Xiaohui replied disdainfully.

"Brother Qiu, Datou said that your mother works at the post office. Yesterday, I heard from my father that someone went to the police station to report a crime and lost a stamp album worth tens of thousands of yuan. Are stamps that valuable?"

"Yes, why not? My mother heard from a colleague that Blues tickets are auctioned on Hong Kong Island. Each ticket costs tens of thousands of dollars! Monkey tickets are also quite precious."

"I'll go, is it real or not? It's so valuable, then your mother has so many stamps at the post office, so they didn't send them out!" Li Xiaohui was amazed.

Shanhe looked at Li Xiaohui with disdain: "Little Li, can you think carefully about what you say in the future? Where can you not buy stamps in all parts of the country? According to what you say, the people of the whole country have already rushed to a well-off life, and they are still struggling!"

"Brother Qiu, your mouth is getting more and more poisonous, I just sigh, you just keep blah blah!" Li Xiaohui pinched Shan He's neck.

Hahaha, everyone laughed.

"I'm not kidding. Anyone of you who has a hobby of collecting stamps or needs to send letters can really find me. There was a period of time when my mother's work unit didn't pay wages, but sent stamps. There are still a few stacks at home now." Shanhe Breaking Li Xiaohui's hands apart said.

"From what you said, it turns out that a few stamps are worth a lot, so you still collect wool."

"A bunch of illiterate people! Next time I will take you to my master's house to show you what stamp art is."

"Is your master the former director of the Cultural Bureau? He was sent to the farm with my grandfather. I heard from my grandfather that your master is fast and can catch up with rabbits. Everyone calls him Yu Taibao." Yuan Datou gossiped. road.

"Ah, my master has been sent down before! All I know is that he seems to have been criticized by his students."

"I also heard my dad say that when he was a child, he saw a warehouse manager being caught and paraded through the streets because a portrait was gnawed by a rat." Li Xiaohui also said in an improvised manner.

"I've heard it's the most vicious. At that time, students were all armed with weapons when they fought in groups!" The fat man gestured exaggeratedly.

A group of teenagers can't understand the youth of their parents.But they are all full of curiosity about their parents' youth experience.

Four junior high school students with different personalities chatted with each other for most of the afternoon. Time here is pure, there are no selfish distractions, and there is no need to be utilitarian.

If the thoughts of the elderly are horizontal, those of the middle-aged are vertical, and those of the young are criss-cross.

They are imaginative, they are ignorant and ignorant.

Haven't learned accidents yet, and haven't fixed classes.

Just like a flower that has just opened, it has not been eaten by moths, and has never seen butterflies fly. Even if it sometimes brings a few drops of dew, it does not hinder its colorful blooming.

We are all so beautiful when we are young.

(End of this chapter)