Back to 80: My literary life.

Chapter 167 The poet commits suicide (third update)

After receiving the news, Wang Shuo was extremely excited and immediately rushed to the dance academy by car to find Shen Xujia.

"Xujia, my novel was published!"

"Really? That's great!" Shen Xujia was also very happy: "That Fang Minghua really has a keen eye for talents!"

Faced with his girlfriend's compliment, Wang Shuo smiled and said, "Fang Minghua likes me for writing this novel, but he may not think highly of me as a person."

"What do you mean? Wang Shuo?" Shen Xujia was a little confused after hearing this: "I think Fang Minghua is a pretty good person, gentle and elegant, not as arrogant as some editors."

"Xujia, you are naive and don't understand." Wang Shuo lit a cigarette, took a puff and said lightly: "I have been running around in society for the past two years, and I see more people. This is a feeling I have."

"But it doesn't matter." Wang Shuo quickly returned to his normal mood: "We are not friends, as long as he is willing to publish my novel!"

At this time, Fang Minghua was still revising his novel. He worked harder and completed three drafts in two days and submitted them to "Contemporary".

At this time, Song Tangtang would just pour him a cup of tea, or peel an apple and cut it into small pieces, put it on a plate, and then leave quickly, trying not to disturb him.

Fang Minghua felt a little guilty. When he came, he promised to spend two days shopping with the girl after arriving in Yanjing. However, after arriving, he only revised the manuscript and contacted poetry societies in various universities to ask for the manuscript. He had no time to play with the girl at all.

She didn’t even go boating in Beihai Park, her favorite.

When this draft is finished, I must go boating with her!

After staying in Yanjing for the tenth day, Fang Minghua finally completed the third draft of "Crossing the Guandong". In the morning, he rushed to Contemporary Publishing House excitedly and handed the manuscript to Yan Wenjing. In the afternoon, he and Song Tangtang went boating in Beihai Park.

The weather is nice today, the sun is shining brightly, and although it is not the weekend, there are many people boating on the lake.

Fang Minghua rented a boat, and the two started rowing happily.

In the distance is the White Tower, surrounded by green trees and red walls.

Not far away, there was a girl singing that popular song while rowing a boat:

做完 了 一 的 功课

我们 来 尽情 欢乐

我 问 你 的 伙伴

谁 给 我们 安排 下 的 生活

The boat floats gently in the water

A cool wind blows

The singing is melodious and nice.

Fang Minghua felt relaxed and happy.

The two were paddling when they suddenly heard Song Tangtang say: "Minghua, did you know? A female poet committed suicide."

"Who?"

Fang Minghua stopped the paddle in his hand and asked.

"The person listed in the newspaper was named Chen Youjing. She was the daughter of literary critic Chen Qixia. She was a reporter for "Literary News" and she hanged herself in her office."

"what reason?"

"I don't know." Song Tangtang shook his head: "The newspaper didn't say it."

"Hey" Fang Minghua sighed deeply: "He suddenly remembered Haizi he saw a few days ago.

I couldn't help but say: "In ancient and modern times, there are many poets at home and abroad who committed suicide, such as Qu Yuan, Wang Guowei, Yesenin, Tsvetaeva, and Mayakovsky."

Behind them are the female poets Tadpole, Haizi, Gu Cheng, Gomai, Xu Lizhi, and Wang Yaoxiang. The last two are still poets born in the 1990s.

But Fang Minghua didn't say this.

"So being a poet in this era is a high-risk profession." Fang Minghua said leisurely.

Suddenly, he found Song Tangtang staring at him with strange eyes.

"Hey, Tangtang, why are you looking at me like this?" Fang Minghua asked strangely.

"You also write poetry." Song Tangtang said. Ouch.

Where did you want to go?

Fang Minghua laughed: "Suicide? I'm still afraid of pain. Besides, we're not married yet, and we said we would have a lot of babies after we get married."

"Bah, bah." The girl's face turned red. "I'm not that one. Besides, family planning is now implemented."

"Then let's have multiple births, at least twins, and take advantage of the family planning loophole!"

Fang Minghua just said it casually, but he didn't expect that it would become a prophecy a few years later.

Skipping this somewhat heavy topic, Song Tangtang talked about other things.

Fang Minghua listened, but he was still thinking about what happened just now. Some tragedies cannot be avoided, but some can.

For example, Haizi committed suicide by lying on the train.

When the time comes, we have to give him a hand?

It also involved Luo Yihe, who died of a sudden cerebral hemorrhage because of him.

Fang Minghua and Song Tangtang played happily in Yanjing for three days, and finally received a call from Qin Zhaoyang. The editorial department had carefully discussed and approved this manuscript, and it was ready for publication. He was invited to the publishing house to discuss signing a contract and discussing related matters.

In fact, there is nothing to discuss. The main issue is the manuscript fee. "Contemporary" Publishing House has given a price of 15 yuan per 18 words, which is lower than the yuan per words for "The Legend of Wukong" published by "Harvest" Publishing House.

However, Fang Minghua did not argue and signed the contract happily.

He didn't expect to earn much royalties from this book.

The purpose is very clear to see if it can win the second Mao Dun Literature Award.

More importantly, I own the copyright of this book, and it may be possible to turn it into a TV series in the future.

After finishing their affairs in Yanjing, Fang Minghua and Song Tangtang were preparing to return to Xijing that night, but grandma and grandpa were a little reluctant to part with them.

"Hey, now that you are gone, such a big house will be deserted again." Grandma said with a sigh.

"Grandma, doesn't Lili study at Yan University and come here to see you often?" Song Tangtang comforted her.

Upon hearing this, grandpa intervened: "She always comes alone, unlike you. How nice to bring a boyfriend for us to see! Your grandma and I persuaded her that you can fall in love after you go to graduate school, Yan. Tsinghua University next door to Yamato has so many outstanding boys, it would be great to bring one back to make grandma and grandpa happy, but what did she say?"

"What did Lili say?" Song Tangtang asked.

"She said her studies are important and she doesn't want to talk about it! She also said she won't talk about it in the future, or at worst, she won't get married! Aren't you angry with us?" Grandma said.

"Grandma and grandpa, don't be angry." Song Tangtang quickly comforted: "Lili said angry words. After all, she is still young and is in school. She will definitely bring a boy who is better than Minghua to see you in the future!"

"You're still young? I'm only one year younger than you."

After dinner in the evening, grandpa asked the driver to drive Fang Minghua and Song Tangtang to the train station.

When they returned to Xijing, they still bought a hard sleeper and a middle berth.

Fang Minghua climbed up and lay comfortably on the bunk for a while. Feeling a little thirsty, he leaned down and took the water cup from the small table to take a drink of water. Just as he was about to put it down, he saw Song Tangtang, who was lying on the middle bunk opposite, watching. he.

What's going on?

Why are you looking like this again?

"Tangtang, what's wrong?" Fang Minghua asked.

"What if you had two? Give one to my cousin."

"puff"

Fang Minghua almost spit out the water.

Do you think I'm just a thing that I just give away?

Two more?

(End of this chapter)