The literary era since 1979

Chapter 95 What are you looking at?

Fang Yan didn’t know what Lu Yao and Wu Tianming talked about, but he knew that they must have had a successful conversation. When Mo Shen and Wu Tianming left the guesthouse, Lu Yao immediately grabbed his hand.

"Brother, it's all thanks to you this time!"

He kept shaking his head, "Thank you, on behalf of your sister-in-law and our whole family, thank you. Thank you so much!"

"Don't say that."

Fang Yan said: "I just gave an idea. What really worked was your article "Life". This is the key."

"You can't say that."

Lu Yao shook his head, emotional.

“If it weren’t for you, I would have burned ‘A Thrilling Scene’ long ago and it would have been impossible to publish it in ‘Contemporary’.”

"If it weren't for you, Gao Jialin's Story wouldn't have been so smoothly adapted into Life, Director Wu wouldn't have chosen it, and your sister-in-law's job transfer wouldn't have been resolved in this way."

"I don't know when that will happen."

"You are truly the benefactor of our entire family!"

When I was moved, I suddenly gave her a bear hug.

Fang Yan was hugged tightly and joked, "Instead of hugging me, you should hug your sister-in-law. Now go back and hug your sister-in-law and tell her the good news."

"Is this appropriate?"

Lu Yao hesitated and said, "It's not even close. Although Director Wu said it can be done, what if it doesn't work..."

Fang Yan couldn't help but laugh, "You don't understand this, don't you? Sister-in-law cares about the job transfer, but she also cares about whether you care about her. Even if the matter doesn't work out in the end, I'm afraid sister-in-law won't blame you for running around for her like this."

"Yes! Yes! Yes!"

Lu Yao suddenly realized: "Yanzi, no wonder you didn't go to the Taoist temple to seek marriage. With your current situation, you are afraid that you will not have a wife in the future."

"Don't insult me."

Fang Yan smacked his lips and said, "I just haven't asked my sister-in-law for her opinion. I wonder if she is happy about working at the Xiying Studio?"

"As long as she can get to Chang'an, she will be happy with anything."

Lu Yao laughed out loud, his smile as beautiful as a lotus flower.

"Then go back and tell my sister-in-law."

Fang Yan said: "Let her have some fun too."

…………

Ever since Lu Yao shared the news with Lin Da, the couple have become much more harmonious and their life has returned to normal. As time passed, it was soon the end of April and there were only two days left until May Day.

After staying in northern Shaanxi for nearly a month, Fangyan was about to return to Beijing. No matter what Lu Yao and his wife said, they insisted on sending him to the train station.

"Yanzi, take these with you."

On the platform, Lin Da handed over a bunch of pastries that were specialties of northern Shaanxi.

Polygonum flower candy, hibiscus slices, tea cakes...

Of course, there are also crystal cakes.

"Sister-in-law, this is too much. I can't take it."

Fangyan waved his hand.

"You should take it if I tell you to. You've helped our family so much." Lin replied, "Even if you don't take anything else, you must take this box of crystal cakes. You gave him that box that day, right?"

"You figured it out." Fangyan said with a smile.

"He is a careless person and would not do such a thing."

Lin replied gratefully: "Yanzi, thank you so much. I am sorry that you have troubled me with such a small matter for my husband and me."

"Sister-in-law, you are so polite!"

Fangyan couldn't refuse and had to accept the cakes.

Then, with Lu Yao and Lin Da watching them off, he boarded the train. The whistle blew as the train slowly left Chang'an Station.

After a bumpy ride, when we got back home it was evening. The sunset burned half the sky red and there was light in our house.

"Mom, sister, Yan Zi, look what I brought you!"

"elder brother!"

Fang Yan was seen standing against the wall pitifully.

"what happened?"

Fang Yan glanced at his little sister who was facing the wall at the door, then looked at Yang Xia, his face full of anger and a feather duster in his hand.

"You let her tell you!"

"I read an irrelevant extracurricular book in class today."

Fang Yan spoke with aggrieved tone.

"Snapped!"

Yang Xia took a feather duster, slammed the table, and threatened: "How dare you say that! Those are extracurricular books, they are poisonous weeds!"

As he spoke, he handed the novel on the table to Fangyan.

Fangyan took a closer look and found that "Outside the Window", "On the Other Side of the Water" and "Clothes of Dreams" were all novels by Qiong Yao.

Nowadays, reading Qiong Yao novels is as taboo as wearing bell-bottom pants or listening to Teresa Teng's songs.

"It's okay if one person watches secretly."

Yang Xia was furious. "You were so generous that you lent it to the whole class to watch. It would have been fine if you did it secretly, but you got caught by the teacher and your parents were called. You're going to piss me off to death!"

"Pfft."

Fangyan almost laughed out loud.

It turns out that he was so angry because the teacher called his parents.

"You can still laugh."

Yang Xia said: "It's all because of you, as the older brother!"

"Mom, why are you involving me again?"

Fangyan smiled awkwardly.

"Why doesn't it have anything to do with you?"

Yang Xia said angrily: "If you hadn't given her pocket money, she wouldn't have the money to buy these messy things."

Then he pointed to a pile of tapes on the table and said, "What about Deng Liyun and Liu Wenzheng? Oh, if she puts on a pair of bell-bottom pants, Yan Zi will be a complete poison."

"Mom, there are not five, at most three poisons."

Fang Yan, who was facing the wall, suddenly spoke.

Yang Xia glared at him, "You! Look at her!"

"Mom, calm down first, don't let your anger get you in trouble."

Fangyan comforted her with a few words, then sent her to make dinner on the pretext that she had just returned and was hungry, and he took charge of educating the younger sister.

"Talk to her carefully, do you know?"

Yang Xia left angrily with a stern face. "Okay, just wait and see."

Fangyan responded. Sure enough, his mother hasn't changed. She has a sharp tongue but a soft heart. Whenever Fang Hong and he got into trouble in the past, she would just grab a feather duster and threaten them with a few words, but never really hit them.

As long as it is not a serious matter, such as bullying classmates, just go down the stairs, lift it high, and put it down gently.

"elder brother."

Fang Yan turned her head, her eyes wide open, looking pitiful.

"Come into the house with me!"

Fang Yan put down the pastries, picked up the novel and tape, and walked to his room. Fang Yan followed him with a pout.

"Put aside the tape first, and let's talk about the novel."

"Brother, whatever you ask, I will answer."

“This is an attitude of admitting one’s mistakes.”

Fang Yan put down his luggage and said, "These Qiong Yao novels can't be yours alone, right?"

“This copy of ‘Outside the Window’ is mine.”

Fang Yan confessed truthfully that the others were her good sisters, and it was better for her to be caught alone than for all three to be caught.

"You are quite loyal." Fang Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Hehe, actually I'm not that righteous."

Fang Yan stepped forward and lent a hand, helping him pack his luggage.

"I'm not praising you. This is not the way to be righteous."

Fangyan said a few words with a stern face, "There are so many journals and novels on the market, why did you choose Qiong Yao?"

"Brother, you haven't read it, so you don't know! It was only after I read Qiong Yao's novel that I realized love can be like this!"

Fang Yan expressed her feelings in detail.

Fangyan listened patiently and thought slowly.

The reason why Qiong Yao's romance novels became popular in mainland China is that novels of the love genre have long been taboo, and the theme of "pure love" has been almost absent from pure literary works for 30 years.

Although society supports freedom of love, the atmosphere is still traditional and conservative, and love has always been regarded as a taboo in the literary world.

In the huge literary market, romance novels are completely blank.

Even when it comes to love, it is written in an extremely subtle way, unlike Qiong Yao's novels, which are convoluted but very corny and sensational.

But young people in their teenage years have a romantic desire for love and have endless needs.

Although Qiong Yao's novels are full of radical views, they create various love stories and fill the emotional gaps of young people in one go.

It was not until the beginning of the 21st century that it was gradually replaced by the youth pain literature of Guo Jingming, Rao Xueman, and Annie Baby, that is, lovelorn, fighting, suicide, abortion...

"Brother, you don't know how popular Qiong Yao's novels are in our school." Fang Yan blinked, "Let me put it this way, whoever owns a copy will be very popular during that period of time, because classmates will line up and beg to borrow her book to read."

Fang Yan rolled his eyes and said, "Qiong Yao's novel is good, so my "Horse Herder" is not good?"

"looks good!"

Fang Yan said: "I even bought a book to support you, but no matter how good it is, I get tired of it after reading it several times."

Then she pursed her lips and said, "My classmates and I have read the whole book of The Horse Herder so thoroughly that I can even recite all the words."

"Really? Then recite one for me to hear."

Fangyan looked at the younger sister with amusement.

"Hey, brother~"

After being exposed, Fang Yan grabbed his arm and acted like a spoiled child: "If you ask me, it's also your responsibility that I read Qiong Yao's novels!"

"You've learned to turn the tables and blame me?"

Fangyan was amused, "I want to hear what my responsibilities are."

"You are a great writer, but why can't you write more pure love novels like The Shepherd?"

Fang Yan stuck out her tongue and said, "If you write it, why would I read Qiongyao? Even if it's a nursery rhyme, folk song, or ballad, I won't read it."

"You! Let me think about it."

Fangyan touched his chin and fell into thought.

"Brother, take your time to think about it. I'm going to my room to reflect on myself. I won't disturb you anymore." Fang Yan reached out to the novel and the tape.

"Take the two books your classmate has and leave the rest."

Fangyan slapped her hand away.

Fang Yan covered the back of her hand and said pitifully, "Ah?!"

"Mom is right. I should teach you a lesson."

Fang Yan said, "Your grades have dropped significantly recently. How about this? I will keep these books and tapes for you temporarily. If your grades improve in the next midterm exam, I will return them to you."

"what!"

Fang Yan had a sad face.

"I have always convinced others with my virtue and never forced others to improve. Yanzi, if you don't want to, that's fine."

Fangyan smiled and said, "It's just pocket money..."

"I know! Brother, please don't deduct my pocket money!"

Fang Yan anxiously grabbed his arm and shook it.

"It depends on whether you work hard or not."

Fangyan returned "On the Other Side of the Water" and "The Clothes of Dreams" to her, and then mercilessly sent her back to her room to study.

"Romance theme."

"What should I write about in a romance novel?"

Fangyan was thinking while flipping through the tape.

A feeling of nostalgia suddenly came over me.

There is no need to mention Teresa Teng and Luo Dayou. Liu Wenzheng also played a guitar and his song "Orchid Grass" became a national hit.

Almost all boys who fall in love early will sing "I come from the mountains, bringing orchids and grass", and the girls who hear it will smile knowingly. At that time, the girls sang Deng Liyun and the boys sang Liu Wenzheng.

I put the tape into the recorder and slowly played the music.

"Sweet you smile sweetly,"

"Like flowers blooming in the spring breeze,"

"Blooming in the spring breeze."

"Where, where have I seen you?"

"Your smile is so familiar,"

"I can't remember at the moment..."

　Thanks to Maxim's little noodle ball and the 100 starting coins for the sunshine after the rain.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)