Back to 80: My literary life.

Chapter 344 The spring breeze in February is like scissors
"Really?!" Lu Yao and his wife were surprised and happy after hearing this.

Fang Minghua took out two more contracts from his briefcase and handed them to Lu Yao: "This is the contract. After you sign it, I will send it back for you."

Lu Yao watched carefully, and Linda also came over. 380 yuan of income from purchasing the adaptation rights?
Not much.

But at this price now, there is nothing we can do.

It can be regarded as a solution to an urgent need. The treatment of Lu Yao's disease costs a lot of money. What's more important is that he should have a good diet, including lean meat, eggs, and milk.
None of these things are cheap.

Besides, if Lu Yao eats it, why not give it to his daughter?
How can the father eat alone when his daughter is also growing?
Why.
Of course, it was not easy for Linda to tell Fang Minghua about these private matters of her own, as her husband was very concerned about face.

Of course, Fang Minghua didn't know what Linda was thinking. He said to Lu Yao and his wife: "This is an opportunity. Brother Lu, your book "The Ordinary World" is going to be popular soon! Just watch, you are better than that This "Life" is going to be a hit!"

The couple was certainly happy.

Fang Minghua chatted for a while and then left, smiling and saying that he would still write when he got back.

After seeing Fang Minghua off, Lu Yao sighed deeply.

"Oh my god, you are preparing to play big. Okay! Just do as you say. I will start preparing for this when I go to work tomorrow. Minghua, hurry up and write the third part. Wait for the first and second parts to become a big hit. It’s time for the third part to continue!”

"I hope so"

"What are you writing about?" Lu Yao's eyes showed confusion.

This name was chosen by my mother who went to the famous Wanshou Eight Immortals Palace in Shidudongguan, Xijing, and found an old man who calculated the child's birth date.

This book "The Ordinary World" seemed to have exhausted all his energy and energy, and he felt that he would never be able to write anything in the future!

Fang Minghua returned home and called Zhao Hongjun again, telling him that CCTV was preparing to record and broadcast "The Ordinary World".

"Okay, stop thinking about it, it's time to take medicine." Linda took out a few bottles of medicine from the cabinet.

"Why, are you still thinking about your novel?"

The two babies were already one month old. Before the Chinese New Year, Minghua held a full moon banquet at the May Day Restaurant, and the babies also had their own official names.

"Don't be impatient. If you can't think of it now, you will definitely think of it later! And it will be better than "The Ordinary World"!" Linda encouraged her husband.

Fang Minghua pondered for a moment after hearing this: "I estimate that the radio station will not be able to broadcast this book until three or four months at the earliest. You can follow the time yourself. As for the printing quantity, 100 million copies each!!"

It's better than a wife to know her husband. Linda knew what her husband was thinking.

Although he believed in Fang Minghua and had the ability to help him write this third volume, who wouldn't want to complete this masterpiece by himself?

"Yeah. Hey."

Zhao Hongjun was naturally very happy.

"Lu Yao, the most important thing for you now is to recover from your illness." Linda said softly: "When you recover from your illness, can you write other books? Do you only want to write this one?"

"Minghua, we can prepare to print these two more books. How many are we going to print this time?"

Oops, now you urge me to write this book again?
The spring breeze in February is like scissors.

The boy's name is Fang Le, the girl's name is Fang Rui, their nickname is Lele Ruirui, and the boy is the eldest.

Today is the weekend, and Fang Minghua and his wife returned to their father-in-law's house with their two children in their arms.

The weather is nice today and the sun is warm. It is very comfortable to sit in the yard and bask in the sun. Mother-in-law Zhou Yunjuan officially retired last winter. She had nothing to do all day and was very happy to hold her grandchildren.

Today, the mother-in-law hugged one and Song Tangtang's sister-in-law hugged the other. The two sat in the yard playing with the children.

Song Tangtang sat on the edge and read quietly, while Fang Minghua and his uncle Song Yuemin sat on a bamboo chair and chatted.

The evaluation of new military ranks in the army is now in full swing. Although the ranks have not yet been publicly awarded, many people know the level they will be awarded.

Song Yuemin will be awarded the rank of colonel as he wished, which makes him very happy.

According to the relevant regulations of the army, if I am awarded the rank of senior colonel in the future, I will not have to go back to work professionally!

He couldn't bear to take off this new military uniform.

Song Yuemin is a political cadre, and his army is in Lishan, not far from the city, so he usually comes on weekends.

The two of them chatted without saying a word.

"Minghua, I heard from Tangtang that you are helping Lu Yao write the third part of "The Ordinary World"?" Song Yuemin asked casually.

"Yes, Lu Yao is seriously ill and will probably not be able to create for a long time, so he asked me to help him finish it and fulfill his wish." Fang Minghua told the truth.

"Tangtang said sales were not good."

"That was before. This book was going to be recorded and broadcast into a radio drama by CCTV, and it would become very popular soon." Fang Minghua was quite confident.

"So what if it becomes popular? This book is very poorly written, not as good as the "Life" he wrote!"

The person who answered the call was mother-in-law Zhou Yunjuan. She hugged her granddaughter and said to Fang Minghua: "Minghua, you should have refused in the first place!"

The implication is: you will be scolded and your reputation will be ruined!

Before Fang Minghua answered, Song Tangtang, who was reading a book, raised his head and retorted: "Mom, you are wrong! In terms of literature, this book may not be comparable to "Life", but it is not that bad. It is more important. With his social influence, I dare say this book will definitely become a phenomenon and inspire a generation!”

"Tangtang, as you said, one or two books have been published, why don't readers admit it?" Zhou Yunjuan's tone was slightly sarcastic.

"That's because the literary world is now full of self-righteous people like you, mom, and they control the right to speak!"

"Tangtang, you said that about mom?!" Zhou Yunchuan was a little angry.

"Mom, I don't mean anything else, but your attitude towards literature! It's too theoretical and too Westernized!"

Seeing the two women actually quarreling, Fang Minghua and Song Yuemin looked at each other and shut up knowingly.

Fang Minghua was helpless.

Most of the quarrels between other mothers and daughters are about trivial matters at home, but for them, it is actually about literature!
does it worth?
Life is not all about literature, right?

Fortunately, the quarrel between the two woke up the sleeping baby, who started crying with his mouth curled up, so the two women quickly shut up and coaxed the baby.

Regardless of other people's opinions on his help in writing the third part of "The Ordinary World", Fang Minghua still wrote it very seriously. He was faithful to the original work and also made some changes. For example, although He Xiulian suffered from lung disease, she was eventually cured. .

Throughout February and March, Fang Minghua spent his spare time coding. He completed the first draft of the nearly 300,000-word third volume in two months. The next step was to revise it sentence by sentence and then hand it over to Lu. Haruka, listen to his opinion again.

But what Fang Minghua didn't expect was that before he had finished revising the third part of "The Ordinary World", he received an invitation from the Luyuan Academy, asking him to go to Yanjing to teach a class at the Luyuan Academy.

(End of this chapter)