The Great Era of Rebirth: 1993

   Chapter 79, New Creation

   "Okay. Thank you, uncle, I will come tomorrow after filling out the college entrance examination." Zhang Xuan said.

   After hanging up the phone, Zhang Xuan didn't dare to delay for a moment, and hurriedly informed Mrs. Hui that they would go to Shencheng together the day after tomorrow.

   After paying the commissary owner 2.7 yuan for the phone bill, Zhang Xuan thought to himself that he should also install a landline in his home.

   Then I thought, I can take it slow and wait until the villa is built.

   When she got home, Ruan Xiuqin was still chatting with her aunt, Zhang Ru, about building a house, and her expression was very energetic.

   After repaying the debt, this mother has a new look, like a changed person, her face has changed from a former coffin shop to a bridal shop.

   Lively and festive.

   And what about the eldest sister Zhang Ping?

   She is now a pregnant woman, but she feels comfortable. She is wishing her home a delicious meal, and she is offered to her like an ancestor.

   Returning to his room, Zhang Xuan felt a little restless.

  The reason for the restless mood is not the problem of money, nor the problem of the house, but the problem of writing.

   After walking around the village, he was regarded as a man of culture and a great writer by men, women and children.

   Dear everyone! That passion! People will take the initiative to say hello wherever they go, and they will bring tea and water wherever they go, which can be said to be out of the limelight.

   No one else regards him as a great writer, but Zhang Xuan knows in his heart that he just writes and writes casually to make a living, so what kind of great writer can he be considered a great writer?

   What I wrote myself was too far from literature.

   Therefore, whenever someone praised him, he blushes, and he is extremely awkward and uncomfortable inside.

   I was always in a panic.

   During this period of time, he had wandered around the village and enjoyed the reputation of being unworthy of virtue. Several times, he was in a trance, thinking that he was really a writer, and several times he had thoughts that he shouldn't have.

   The idea is to write a real work.

   And after this idea came together, it was like being possessed, it kept taking root and sprouting in his mind, growing like crazy.

  I can't restrain myself if I want to.

  Humans are all social animals, who can be exempt from fame and fortune?

   It’s just that everyone’s yearning and interpretation of Vanity Fair is different, and the degree is different.

   But if you want to be like someone said, "I don't love money, I'm not interested in money", it's purely a pleasure, just pretending to be 13.

   Don't take it too seriously!

  Otherwise, whoever takes it seriously is a fool.

   If you don't believe me, go watch that video. When so-and-so said this, the host next to him looked constipated. Maybe he wanted to kill him with one finger? Let you pretend to be Y.

   So, when others think of you as a writer, you really have to do something yourself.

  Otherwise, no matter how high the villagers hold you up today, how badly they will trample you in the future!

  Although Zhang Xuan is not a powerful person, he is also a person who wants to save face and has vanity. He didn't want to give these people the chance to get in trouble.

   Actually, Zhang Xuan has done self-analysis on writing.

   In his last life, he was a teacher of Chinese language and literature. Although he had never written anything famous, he was not too unfamiliar with literature and had a certain writing skills.

   This is also the reason why he has no pressure to submit a manuscript, and he is right and accurate as soon as he votes.

   In his spare time, he liked to read books, practice boxing, take walks, and play badminton.

   In terms of reading, Zhang Xuan's favorite authors are Mai Jia, Jia Pingtu and Haruki Murakami.

   Especially the former, he can be said to be a die-hard fan. He has bought every book and read it repeatedly. Some books are even read no less than 20 times in a lifetime.

   It is not enough to read it, and I copied it when I created it, so I am quite familiar with its writing style and style.

  Where is Mai Jia now? What are you doing?

   Zhang Xuan suddenly had this thought in his mind.

  If you guessed correctly, they are still in the army, and the road of writing has just begun, and it will be a few years before the publication of the first novel "Zi Mi He Mi".

   It will be ten years before "The Conspiracy" comes out.

   But Zhang Xuan didn't want to play a "conspiracy" idea. This is Mai Jia's real famous work. It is the pinnacle of the masterpiece and won the 7th Mao Dun Literature Award.

  Out of respect for Mai Jia, he didn't even think about reaching out to this book. To leave it to others.

   On the contrary, he prefers "The Sound of the Wind" and "The Sea of ​​Life" compared to "The Conspiracy".

   He is especially familiar with "Wind Sound" because he has dismembered this work.

  Would you like to write the "wind sound"?

   Can you write it yourself?

Zhang Xuan does not doubt whether    can write this question, he is even confident.

   Maybe the writing style and the structure of the writing in many places are different in the works written by me, but I can definitely tell the story completely.

  Would you like to write?

  Would you like to write?

   Do you want to write?

   Thinking of the deep expectations of my uncle and mother, and the enthusiastic faces of thousands of people in the village. Zhang Xuan sent out three questions about his soul in his mind.

   The trouble of being famous!

   The confusion of vanity!

   This time, my mother and uncle really got caught. Well, Aunt Zhang Ru and his wife are not good people, they have been spending a lot of time outside for a while.

  Thinking about the future for a long time, and finally when he was tangled, he thought of a way: that is to leave the decision-making power to the ancestors.

  Just do it! Dear ancestors!

   got up and went under the shrine, reached out and touched the buttons for a while, and found a pair of "gua".

  Rural custom: when you are indecisive, you will kowtow to God and ask hexagrams.

   This time he intends to use hexagrams for divination.

   If it is a holy hexagram of one yin and one yang, he will write it.

   If it is a double-sided downward hexagram, he will not write it.

   If it is a double-sided yang hexagram, he will divination again.

   Well, the probability of the holy hexagram is one third.

   Of course, if the eighteenth generation of the ancestors of the old Zhang family asked him to write it, then the holy hexagram would definitely be 100%.

   devoutly burned three sticks of incense and some paper money. After bowing three times, he kneeled on the ground respectfully.

   After muttering a few words, he threw the hexagram in his hand into the sky.

Then…

Snapped! With a sound, one side of the hexagram appears to be a negative side.

   And what about the hexagram on the other side?

   Fuck it, it's spinning like a spinning top...

   I can't watch it anymore, can you hurry up?

   still turn, you still turn...

  You turn again…

   Zhang Xuan, who couldn't wait, covered it with one hand, and with a squeak, the hexagram stopped.

  Hands loose, sunny side!

Hey! I knew it would be sunny!

   One yin and one yang, holy hexagram. Great omen!

   These old ancestors didn't have the ability, but when they did bad things, they were not merciful.

   stood up again, bowed to the shrine, put the hexagram back, said sorry to Mai Jia in his heart, and returned to the room.

   Starting today, he intends to write "The Sound of the Wind".

   "Wind Sound" has more than 200,000 words. He plans to write 3,000 to 5,000 words a day, all in manuscript, tinkering and tinkering, and he plans to finish it in 2 to 3 months.

   He could have written it in less time, but Zhang Xuan didn't plan to do so.

  Because he wants to lie about his youthful experience, lie.

   He plans to buy dozens or hundreds of relevant information books back, and also plans to use the summer vacation to visit some elderly people in the village, especially those soldiers who have retired from the army.

   Among them are the surviving intelligence workers of the Republic of China.

   These are his valuable assets, showing his creative inspiration and "source" to the outside world.

  Why did he use the manuscript?

  Because only when hundreds, thousands, or tens of thousands of manuscripts are strung together can they be convincing to others and make others respect them.

  Comrade Mai, I'm sorry, I'll borrow yours first, it won't affect your popularity. After finding a new book, Zhang Xuan chanted like this again. After thinking for a while, he began to write.

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  ps: Originally, I wanted to write the book "Conspiracy" to become famous, but my conscience was uneasy, and I was afraid of being sprayed.

   (end of this chapter)