Rebirth of the Powerful

Chapter 130

The summer resort is divided into four parts: the palace area, the lake area, the plain area and the mountain area.

The palace area is located on the south bank of the lake with a flat terrain. It is the place where the emperor handles government affairs, holds celebrations and lives.

The lake area is in the north of the palace area. The lake covers an area of ​​about 43 hectares, including the state island. There are 8 small islands, which divide the lake into areas of different sizes.

There is a clear spring in the northeast corner, namely the famous Rehe Spring.The plain area is at the foot of the mountain in the north of the lake area. The terrain is open. There are Wanshu Garden and Triuma Dai. It is a piece of green grass, lush forests and vast grassland scenery.

The mountain area is in the northwest of the villa, accounting for about four-fifths of the whole garden. There are undulating mountains, ravines and ravines, and many halls, pavilions and temples are dotted among them.

Chen Chaoqun arranged for everyone to visit the garden in the morning, have lunch at noon, free activities in the afternoon, and play mahjong and sing in the evening; everyone expressed their satisfaction with this arrangement.

There are more than 100 manuscripts submitted this time, and after the initial review by the editor of the magazine, there are still 30 manuscripts left.The editor of the magazine will select [-] excellent works from the [-] points. At this time, the invited masters will start their official work. From the [-] points of manuscripts, [-] works will be selected and divided into first, second and third grades. prize.

Three days later, 100 outstanding works were finally selected.In the past three days, the writers also had a great time, soaking in hot springs, riding horses, fishing, and climbing mountains.

The literary master Wang Meng led the writers into a huge meeting room, and everyone put away their joking temper and started working.

An editor brought up a big cardboard box and put it on the oval table.

Everyone began to review manuscripts. Wang Meng put on his reading glasses, picked up an article and began to read it interestingly. After reading it, he curled his lips. Two works of 10,000+ words have been published in the magazine, and I thought, the level of selection of "Spark" is too bad!

This little author dared to write about the "Cultural Revolution" at a young age, probably because "scar literature" was popular at the time and wanted to win by hot topics, but this author has no life experience at all, so how could he write powerful works?After all, literature is higher than life, but comes from life.

The more I read it, the more angry I became—"What are you writing about? Single-parent families, sibling relationships! What social significance does this kind of thing have?" The second manuscript also made him very contemptuous.

He adjusted his mentality, thinking, after all, they are all teenage high school students, and a little immature in writing and plot construction can be forgiven.

Rao has lowered the standard, and he doesn't have a good impression of the remaining dozens of manuscripts.After reading it, he couldn't find a single excellent work. He sat there feeling a little lost. Several other writers also divided their manuscripts into more than ten points for review. Wang Meng could only hope that they could find excellent manuscripts.

"Oh, this is well written." Ma Yuan exclaimed.He handed the article to Wang Meng.

"Chu Xiuhan, Luoshui No. [-] High School, Xinyang City, Central Plains Province. "The Other Shore"...my ignorance, immaturity, youthfulness and superficiality are always like bumps and bumps on a white embryo, very rough. But I I still yearn for a pure white embryo, it turns out that I have nothing but actually have everything..."

The first sentence at the beginning made Wang Meng clap his hands and admire: "That's right, the writing is about the hazy emotions of high school students, and the kind of friendship and love are well-balanced!"

He glanced at the article ten lines at a time, and finally a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said: "Everyone, take a look, I think this one will win the first prize!"

Seeing a good article, this old man who has poured his blood into the Chinese literary world all his life finally became excited.

Several writers took this article and began to circulate it, nodding frequently.

The rest of the judges also finished reviewing the manuscripts. Some of them were indeed well written, but they were not enough to surprise Wang Meng. He leaned on the sofa and looked around in disappointment. Suddenly, he saw a manuscript thrown in the trash.

He frowned and asked Chen Chaoqun beside him, "What's there?"

Chen Chaoqun glanced at the editor reproachfully, "What's going on?"

The editor was young and inexperienced, so he said with a little panic: "This is a manuscript, and it is also a competition entry, but the number of words does not meet the requirements. If it exceeds [-] words... it will be thrown away."

Wang Meng asked in amazement: "What's the matter? There is still a limit on the number of words? You keep saying that this competition is 'not limited by subject matter or genre, use your own language full of personality, oppose stereotypes, oppose thousands of people, and one word for everyone'. How can you still limit it? The number of words? This is unreasonable! Moreover, every manuscript is written word by word with the painstaking efforts of the young authors, condensing the author's painstaking efforts, how can they be discarded casually?"

Although he is a famous writer, Wang Meng can still understand those young writers who walk alone on the road of pursuing literature. Literary creation is a lonely road. They are hesitant, helpless, and even suffering from self-doubt.

Chen Chaoqun nodded repeatedly, and said extremely apologetically, "It's because of my negligence in work." He hurriedly picked up the article, and handed it to Wang Meng himself with both hands.

Wang Meng confessed: "Even if no author has won an award, he still has to write back to encourage them to persist in literary creation. The revitalization of our Chinese literary world depends on young people!" The language is very pertinent, and he looks like an elder.

Wang Meng is both a leading figure in the literary world and his immediate boss. When he spoke, Chen Chaoqun dared not neglect him in the slightest, and wrote down his instructions in his work notes.

Wang Meng saw that the handwriting was a bit blurred and the handwriting was messy, so he couldn't help frowning, but he still read it patiently—"Illusion City"—a strange name, the author Xia Xiaoluo, after reading the author's profile, it was a read High school students.

Gradually, Wang Meng was attracted by the twists and turns of the storyline and the exquisite and beautiful text.

The first thing that attracted him was the names in the works - "Ying Kongshi, Liluo, Xingjiu, Xuanta, Lanshang, Dieche, Chaoya, Chimo, Pianfeng, Huangtuo, Yuanji, Jiantong, Li Mirror...", don't underestimate these names.Every word and sentence in a piece of work can actually reflect the style of the piece of work.As for what a piece of work is written for or what kind of style it is in, you can make a judgment just by looking at the names of a few people in it.

Xia Xiaoluo's "Fantasy City" made Wang Meng see the wonderful value of fantasy: it is empty, but the light of fantasy irradiates here, seeing objects and life emerge from the blank space, and the place enlightened by Buddha's light is full of things that cannot be seen on the earth. Surviving exotic flowers and plants and all kinds of charming creatures.

Wang Meng was deeply shocked. Although the author Xia Xiaoluo is young, her narrative tone is quite grand.It's not about the swarms of the secular society, or the mortal beings in the dusty world, but about fantasy cities, about holy battles, about kings, about ###conspiracy, about the change of dynasties, and about the realm of purity and purity. The style of bridge and flowing water, rice sauce and vinegar, untouchable villain, petty profit.

Everyone watched Wang Meng immersed in the world constructed by the novel, his face fluctuated from joy to sorrow, he clapped his hands and praised him, but he remained silent, obviously interested in the plot of the story, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, thinking that the great writer Wang Meng What kind of article will such an intoxicating text be?

After Wang Meng finished reading, he put the manuscript on the table and said happily: "I think we can stop writing now!"

Yu Hua held the manuscript with great interest, looked at it and couldn't help admiring, and said: "At such a young age, you actually used a Shakespeare-style big voice, and also showed a demeanor of taking things lightly."

The manuscript was passed to Chi Zijian. After reading it, this talented woman in Huaxia admired it emotionally, saying: "The conception of the work is more like a kind of unrestrained travel. The sky is vast, and the spirit of thinking is in the boundless world. Wander around, wherever you go, the scenery is infinite." A look of longing.

Chi Li, chairman of the Hubei Federation of Literary and Art Circles, said with a smile: "Hey, that's so weird. Let me see how good a high school student can write?"

After she took over the manuscript and read it, she couldn't help being fascinated: "Leaded by the author, what we see is definitely not what the world sees. All objects and scenes are outside the earth, in the smoke, in the fog." What is in the dream is in a dream. This kind of fantasy can only come from a free mind without shelter, paradigms, and hesitation. This mind is still in a crystal clear fairy tale state."

The manuscript was finally sent to Chen Chaoqun, the president of the "Spark" magazine, the organizer of the competition.

"How?" Chen Chaoqun beside Wang Mengchong said: "You dug a treasure! This time the Summer Resort is not in vain! The money is not in vain."

Chen Chaoqun also beamed with joy when he got such a good work, and said, "It's a rare masterpiece. I've been the president for so many years, starting as an editorial assistant, and I've read manuscripts of youth literature for more than ten years. This article The novel is definitely ahead of its time!"

Wang Mengdao: "This kind of fantasy story is very novel. It is somewhat similar to the classic "Journey to the West", but its imagination and writing are more refined and beautiful!"

"The structure of this story is so huge, in my opinion, it can be expanded into a long story!" Chen Chaoqun is keenly aware of its commercial value.

Chi Li's works are very popular, and she has a deep understanding of the operation of book marketization. She reminded: "This book is written by a high school student. Bet, it will definitely be on the bestseller list!"

Everyone looked at each other and smiled, the expression clearly showed the joy of discovering the heir of the literary world, and there was no meaning of ridicule.