Back to 80: My literary life.

Chapter 350 "I just admire him"

After running, Fang Minghua returned to the dormitory to change clothes, and then went to the cafeteria with an enamel bowl to eat. The teachers and students of Lu Academy were all in the same cafeteria. Everyone lined up to get food, and no one thought there was anything wrong.

Fang Minghua bought two steamed buns and a bowl of porridge, and took out a pickle. After finishing it in a hurry, he washed the dishes and returned to his dormitory, filled a pot of boiling water, made hot tea, and continued to revise the third part of "The Ordinary World".

Throughout the morning, Fang Minghua was immersed in revision. He tried to be faithful to Lu Yao's original work, but also deleted some overly sensational sentences in the original book so that some places would not look too dramatic.

Unknowingly, it was noon, and Fang Minghua accidentally looked at the watch on his right wrist.

What the hell!

half past twelve!

If you wait any longer, there will be no food to eat!
Fang Minghua quickly picked up the dishes and chopsticks from the bookcase and ran downstairs, straight to the cafeteria.

Sure enough, it was still late. There were only two or three people in the canteen. The cook said that all the vegetables were sold out and now only the steamed buns were left.

As a last resort, Fang Minghua had no choice but to buy two steamed buns and go back to the dormitory to make a cup of tea and make a meal. He took the steamed buns and hurried out of the cafeteria without noticing that there were two girls eating at a table in the corner of the cafeteria.

In fact, the two of them arrived not too late, but girls eat carefully and eat slowly. After all the male students around them had finished eating and left, they were still eating slowly.

Although instant noodles were not popular in this era, and many places did not sell them at all, in big cities like Yanjing, big stores probably still sell them, so go out and look around.

"How do I know?" Li Hongying rolled her eyes: "If you want to know, you can ask him."

According to the plan, Fang Minghua tried to complete the revision of the manuscript within 7-10 days, then printed it out and sent it to Lu Yao in Xijing.

"Hongying, you are brave, then go and ask."

Li Hongying thought for a moment before saying:

He had no choice but to stand up and go to open the door. It was two girls.

"They should be writing, right? I heard that the teachers at Lu Academy are basically all part-timers. Some are taking classes at university, and some are writers. Their unit is in Xijing, so they must be writing novels."

"Why don't you dare? I'll ask after a while!"

"Look at you. You used to be in the military art troupe, why are you so timid?" Li Hongying said with a slightly mocking tone.

"He is so busy? He doesn't need to read. What do you think he is busy with?" Chen Hong asked curiously.

Li Hongying turned her head and saw Fang Minghua holding a steamed bun in one hand and chewing on it. The enamel bowl seemed empty.

Chen Hong and Li Hongying.

Standing in the front is the generous and generous Li Hongying, while behind is the somewhat shy Chen Hong.

"I don't dare. He is our teacher, a great writer, and a great editor."

Fang Minghua returned to the dormitory, wolfed down the steamed buns with tea, and wondered if he should prepare something to eat, such as instant noodles or something.

"He came late and didn't get the food." Li Hongying saw it.

"Oh, what is he writing?" Chen Hong was like a curious baby.

"Hey, Hongying, isn't that Teacher Fang?" Chen Hong's sharp eyes whispered as he saw Fang Minghua hurriedly leaving the cafeteria with the steamed buns.

Fang Minghua looked at the screen carefully, carefully considering the words and sentences of each paragraph. At this moment, he heard a knock on the door outside the house.

After dinner, Fang Minghua took a nap in bed for a while, then got up and sat in front of the computer to continue revising.

"Is something wrong?" Fang Minghua asked.

"Teacher Fang, are you creating?" Li Hongying asked.

"Yes what's the matter?"

"Can we see what you are writing? Chen Hong is curious."

Ah?
Fang Minghua glanced at Chen Hong and said nothing more.

"Come in." "Wow, computer!" The two girls were surprised and envious when they saw the computer on the desk.

"You will also use it in the future." Fang Minghua said, tapped the keyboard, and dense Chinese characters suddenly appeared on the screen.

"Are you writing a stream-of-consciousness novel?" Li Hongying said while watching carefully, and Chen Hong also curiously approached.

how?

Isn’t that right?

It’s not quite like a stream-of-consciousness writing method, but rather a realistic creative technique that was popular in the past few years.

Moreover, why is this character’s name and plot so familiar?

"Teacher Fang, what you wrote seems to be very similar to "The Ordinary World" by Lu Yao?" Chen Hong looked confused.

"Have you seen "The Ordinary World"?" Fang Minghua asked.

"Well, I've seen it and I think it's quite touching." Chen Hong said.

"This is "The Ordinary World". Lu Yao is seriously ill and asked me to help him write the third part." Fang Minghua answered truthfully.

That's it!

"I haven't read this novel, but I heard that the reviews are not very high." Li Hongying interjected.

Fang Minghua has heard many people's comments about this novel. What's even more ridiculous is that people like Li Hongying only heard what others said and haven't read it at all.

He is not annoyed either,

"I suggest you take the time to read it before commenting."

"Okay, Teacher Fang, I will read the books you recommend carefully." Li Hongying said.

After chatting with the two girls for a while, Fang Minghua wanted to issue an order to expel the guests.

I am still in a hurry to revise the manuscript. Besides, I stay in the dormitory with two young girls for a long time, so there is no guarantee that no one will gossip, so I have to pay attention to the impact.

However, it would not be good to just drive people away like this. At this time, I heard Chen Hong say again: "Teacher Fang, this "Ordinary World" uses realism writing techniques. It seems a bit outdated, right?"

Fang Minghua has heard this too often. But I don’t have the patience to explain to them now.

"It cannot be said that realism is not necessarily outdated, and avant-garde is not necessarily fashionable."

Looking at the slightly surprised looks of the two girls, Fang Minghua added: "I can't explain this issue in one sentence or two. I will devote a certain amount of time to talk about this issue when I have time in the future. How about it?"

"Okay, Teacher Fang, we won't disturb your writing. Goodbye!"

"Okay, bye! If you have any questions, just ask them in class." Fang Minghua said goodbye enthusiastically.

The implication is that you'd better not come to me in your spare time!
Busy now.

The two girls were very smart and immediately heard what Fang Minghua meant.

On the way back to the dormitory, Chen Hong couldn't help but said: "Hongying, have you noticed that Teacher Fang is quite arrogant?"

"Of course, he has something to be proud of. If I had achieved what he has now, I would be proud too!"

what?
"Hongying, it seems you admire Teacher Fang very much?" Chen Hong joked.

Unexpectedly, Li Hongying did not deny it, but also admitted openly: "Yes, I have read his poems and novels, and I admired him at that time! This time I met him in person in Luyuan, and he became our teacher again. I admire him even more!”

"Then do you want to..." Chen Hong wanted to continue joking, but when the words reached his lips, he swallowed them back.

We've only known each other for a few days, so we're not very familiar with each other yet, so we can't joke too much.

(End of this chapter)