The literary era since 1979

Chapter 11 We all have a bright future

Saturday, April 11.

"Mom, I'm done eating."

Fangyan put down his bowl and chopsticks and said, "I'm going to take a walk around Ditan Park. I'll be back in the evening."

"You wait!"

Yang Xia stopped him and said, "What happened to the contract worker? If all else fails, go find Jianjun's dad and ask him to help you find one."

"Don't worry, the fate has already been decided."

A confident smile appeared on Fangyan's face.

Yang Xia was surprised and asked, "Really?"

"How can I lie to you? Just be at ease."

Fangyan walked to the door and grabbed the hanging towel to wipe his mouth.

"Give gifts when you should, and don't skimp on where you should spend money. Is the 10 yuan I gave you last time enough? If not, ask mom for more." Yang Xia was so anxious that she lost her mind. "Don't go to Ditan Park anymore. Go to the editorial office and behave yourself."

"Mom, if you try too hard, it won't be beautiful."

Fangyan shook his head. Although he went back and forth between home and the editorial office these days, he always did so in the name of eating in the cafeteria.

Stay for a morning, or an afternoon.

Sometimes, I only stay for a day.

"Yes, you are right."

After listening to her son's simple explanation, Yang Xia suddenly understood.

"I'll go in the afternoon."

Fang Yan said, "Mom, I think the manuscript fee bill should be sent home in the next two days. If I'm not here, please keep it for me."

"How many are there?"

Yang Xia cast a curious look.

"You will know when the time comes."

Fangyan deliberately kept the story in suspense, leaving a mysterious back behind, and ran straight to the Ditan Park on Andingmenwai Street.

There are broken walls, weeds everywhere, eroded glazed tiles on the eaves of the ancient temple, and faded vermilion on the door walls. The entire park is desolate due to disrepair and no one to take care of it.

While I was strolling around, I suddenly saw a man wearing glasses pushing a wheelchair in a quiet corner. He parked the wheelchair under a locust tree, then broke off a branch and waved it left and right.

Could it be him!

Fang Yan's heart was pounding as he looked over, but unfortunately he had already reclined his chair and was lying down with his hands resting on his head.

In that instant, there was no time to see the face clearly.

She didn't approach him to make friends, nor did she stand there at a loss. She didn't change her plans of visiting the garden because of him.

After going around in circles, the man was still there.

At this time, he changed from lying down to sitting in a wheelchair, looking up at the sky.

Their eyes accidentally met.

Looks like, but not like...

Fangyan waved to him proactively.

The man nodded and said, "Hello."

Fangyan looked him up and down: "Hello."

And then nothing happened. I didn’t know how to start.

You can't just come up and ask, are you Shi Tiesheng?

"Are you going back?"

Seeing that Fangyan didn't speak, "Shi Tiesheng" opened his mouth first.

"Yes, it's almost noon, how about you?"

"It's time for me to go back."

Both of them wanted to say a few more words, but still didn't know where to start, and the first conversation ended like this. One went north, the other went south, and they walked past each other and brushed past each other.

Fangyan slowed down his pace and turned around. He saw that he slowed down the car and turned to look at him. They smiled at each other.

"Goodbye, then."

"Okay, see you next time."

Fangyan waved his hand. If he was really Shi Tiesheng, there would be plenty of opportunities to meet him at Ditan Park. Thinking of this, he put his hands in his pockets and left.

The entire altar was so quiet as if nothing had happened.

I ran to Yenching Literature and Art to continue eating in the cafeteria and wanted to show off a little bit, but unfortunately Zhou Yanru went to the Writers' Congress and only Wang Jie was left in the entire editorial department. Fortunately, this trip was not in vain.

Give yourself a sample book and take it home by yourself.

Just as he reached the entrance of the alley, the sun was setting and Liu Jianjun's figure came into his sight, with his head lowered, absent-minded.

"Hey!"

"what!"

Someone patted his shoulder and Liu Jianjun screamed in fright.

After taking a closer look, he saw Fangyan showing a mischievous smile and angrily said, "What are you doing? Are you trying to scare me to death?"

"Looking at you like this, I'd think you've done something wrong." Fangyan teased.

"Fuck you, what can I do wrong?"

"Then you left in such a sneaky way, where are you coming back from?"

"Of course I just came back from cram school." Liu Jianjun glanced around and deliberately concealed the fact that he went to the post office to submit a novel he had written in the past to major literary journals in Yenching.

"Oh, really?"

Fangyan narrowed his eyes.

"you do not say!"

Liu Jianjun noticed the pile of books in his hand and changed the subject, "Is this the sample book you mentioned? Let me have a look first."

"Look at you, you're in a hurry."

Fang Yan knocked away his outstretched hand and said, "It's only a few steps to my home. I'll send it together when my sister and Su Ya come back."

"Okay, okay, you're a great writer, you have the final say."

Liu Jianjun was feeling jealous. Are you trying to put on airs with me?

The two of them seemed to be at odds with each other from the time they were on the road to the time they got home. The awkward atmosphere was not broken until Fang Hong and Su Ya got home after work.

"Sister, school is over, why hasn't Yan Zi come back yet?"

Fangyan looked at the darkening sky with some worry.

"Don't mind her. That girl is skipping rubber rope with someone."

Fang Hong saw the Yanjing Literature and Art on the table: "Yanzi, this is the latest issue, come on, give me one."

"I want one too." Su Ya was not reserved either.

"Everyone has one, if it's not enough, take more."

The dialect book was divided among three people, one copy for each person.

Liu Jianjun was even more impatient than Su Ya and Fang Hong. He immediately flipped to the catalog. When he saw the name "Dialect", his heart twitched, but when he saw that there was only one article "The Shepherd", his gloomy face instantly brightened up, as if he had found something wrong.

"That's not right, Yanzi, didn't you say that two articles were selected? How come there is only one?"

I knew you were going to find fault.

Fang Yan rolled his eyes. "The editor said it would be a shame to have two articles in the same issue, so they are staggered and the other one will be in the next issue."

"That means your novel will be in the next issue!"

Fang Hong's eyes lit up.

"very nice."

There was a hint of envy in Su Ya's eyes.

"Are you envious, Xiaoya?"

Fang Hong looked at her, who was both her sister and her friend, and said, "I asked you to submit your poems to a publishing house, but you refused. Now Yanzi has published two of them. Don't you have any ideas at all?"

"Aren't you preparing for the college entrance examination? Do you still have time to write poetry?"

Fangyan was very surprised. He had never seen any poem written by Su Ya in his previous life. It was hidden so deeply!
"It can help improve your language skills."

Su Ya blushed when she saw her secret was exposed.

"That's true."

Liu Jianjun echoed, "But I never expected that you, Xiaoya, wrote a poem but never thought of publishing it?"

"I can't write well, I can't compare with others."

Su Ya shook her head, rarely showing timidity.

"Xiaoya, you are wrong. Very wrong."

Liu Jianjun encouraged him, "With your ability, I think it should be no problem to publish in Yenching Literature and Art. Yan Zi can do it, so why do you think you can't do it?"

I added secretly in my heart, Me too!
This grandson!
Fangyan raised his eyebrows and listened to Su Ya's explanation that in addition to admitting her own shortcomings, she mainly did not want to be distracted by writing poetry. She had to go to work in the morning and review at night. She had a lot of things to do and wanted to focus on the college entrance examination.

"Yes, the college entrance examination is the right way."

Liu Jianjun said: "Although it is glorious to have a novel published in a magazine, it is only temporary. It is not like the college entrance examination. Passing the college entrance examination is a great honor for the family. After graduation, being assigned to a good unit and a good job is even more of a leap forward. This is a lifetime of glory."

As he spoke, he deliberately glanced at Fang Yan, "When you want to write a novel, there will be plenty of time."

"Cough cough."

Su Ya noticed that he had been targeting Fang Yan, but Fang Yan smiled and ignored her. She immediately interrupted him and said, "Yan Zi, do you want to review with us and take the college entrance examination next year?"

"I plan to find a class first, and learn and create at the same time."

Fangyan looked indifferent.

"How can this be..."

Su Ya hesitated to speak and winked at Fang Hong, asking her to persuade her brother, but she saw that Fang Hong actually supported her wholeheartedly.

Seeing that Fangyan's future might be a worker, Liu Jianjun couldn't help but feel secretly delighted. Although he had failed the exam three times, he was still half a step away from becoming a college student. He felt a sense of superiority.

"That's fine. I can write while working."

He suppressed his laughter and said, "Maybe Yanzi can write a great story. By then, Xiaoya will be admitted to Yenching University, I will enter Yenching Normal University, and Yanzi will be a writer. We will all have a bright future."

"hope so."

Fang Yan smiled and looked into Su Ya's eyes.

"Okay, let's not talk about this. Let's hurry up and read Yan Zi's novel." Fang Hong ended the conversation between the three.

However, it was time for dinner.

Liu Jianjun and Su Ya had to go back to their respective homes. As tomorrow was Sunday, they agreed to share their thoughts after reading the book tomorrow morning.

　Thanks to the netizen named Wang for the 1500 Starting Coins.

　　I will be put on the recommended list starting tomorrow, and it’s time to fight again.

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