Tang Yuewen became concerned about his writing. Now in the entire county high school, they are probably the only two people who are interested in submitting articles to literary magazines in the capital.
She felt that this was a secret shared by the two of them, and whenever she thought of it, her heart felt sweet.
Mentioning the novel, Jiang Yulou perked up, and a smile appeared on his lips unconsciously: "It went very well, it's almost finished."
"Really? I really want to see your masterpiece soon." Tang Yuewen unconsciously showed a look of admiration.
"What about you, it's time to start writing after such a long time, right?"
Hearing this, Tang Yuewen felt embarrassed. Although she had the idea of writing a novel, a month had passed and she had not written a single word.
It’s not that I have no inspiration, it’s that I feel like I can’t publish it even if I write it. What she wanted to write was a story similar to that of a talented man and a beautiful woman. Can this kind of novel really be successfully published in this era?
She herself had no confidence, but she couldn't say this to Jiang Yulou.
"I already have a draft, I just need to think more about it." Tang Yuewen said with a strong smile: "This is my first time writing a novel, so I have no experience."
"We are all crossing the river by feeling the stones. It doesn't matter even if our submission is not selected. It's our first time, so we should just accumulate experience." Jiang Yulou didn't doubt that he was there, but he thought the girl was too nervous and didn't know where to start.
"Well, I will work hard." Tang Yuewen mustered up her courage and nodded.
He has said so, he has to write something no matter what, whether he can be selected is another matter, but he cannot be looked down upon by the boy in front of him.
Tang Yuewen seemed to have thought of something again and asked, "By the way, what books do you usually read?"
Jiang Yulou dared to write novels at a young age, so he must have accumulated a lot of experience. She also wanted to know what novels he read and make some references, which might help improve her writing skills.
"My family's financial situation is not good, so the books I read are all from the school and county libraries. They are basically Soviet literary masterpieces, such as Ostrovsky's "How the Steel Was Tempered" and Lev. Tolstoy’s Anna Karenina, Turgenev’s Fathers and Sons, and Chekhov’s classic short stories.”
He wasn't lying. He had read all these novels, but some were read in his past life and some were read in this life.
To use a word from the past life to define it, if you want to be a writer, you also need to establish a character.
There are many characteristics of a writer, but reading a lot is a must.
It is difficult for you to believe that a person who has not read a few books can become a great writer. If so, there must be a ghost in it.
"You work so hard."
Tang Yuewen really admired Jiang Yulou.
His family's conditions were so poor, and he had to do farm work every day when he returned home. Even so, he had to take time to read every day. No wonder he dared to write novels and submit articles to literary magazines.
Thinking of this, Tang Yuewen felt a little ashamed of herself. Is her family worthy of such a good boy?
She was undoubtedly conflicted in her heart at this time. She hoped that the person she liked would be excellent, but she was also afraid that the person he liked would be too excellent.
Jiang Yulou didn't know the girl's troubles. He was already thinking about speeding up his writing progress. After Tang Yuewen read it, he also wanted to submit an article. Calculating the time, he should be able to catch up with the publication of the first issue of "Contemporary" magazine.
A few days later, Jiang Yulou finally completed the first draft of "Li Shisan Pushing the Mill".
The reason why it was a first draft was because he felt there was still room for change in a few connecting places in the article. Furthermore, even if he himself thinks there is no problem, it does not mean that the contemporary editorial department thinks there is no problem.
In this day and age, it is normal for editorial offices to type back writers’ manuscripts.
However, even the first draft brought Jiang Yulou a great sense of satisfaction.
No matter in his past life or in this life, this is the first time that he has completed the writing of a novel independently.
After the first draft of the work was completed, Jiang Yulou brought the manuscript to the school as promised.
During the first period of class, Tang Yuewen, who had received the news in the morning, ran to his desk as soon as the bell rang, startling his deskmates.
"Have you finished the novel? Show it to me quickly!"
Tang Yuewen's performance at this time was completely different from her usual low-key image.
"Louzi, have you written a novel?"
Jiang Yulou's deskmate looked confused and couldn't understand the situation at all.
When will my deskmate know how to write novels? Shouldn't he be just like me, dawdling in school every day?
How should I put it, it was very sudden.
"Well, I wrote a short story." Jiang Yulou said shyly, "It's just for my own entertainment, don't take it seriously."
Tang Yuewen looked at Jiang Yulou with a strange look in her eyes, as if to say, "Just make it up and see what you can do."
Although Jiang Yulou was low-key enough, he still underestimated the curiosity of his deskmate, "Can I take a look?"
Is my classmate a great writer?
This idea came to my deskmate uncontrollably. Writers are very rare these days. It's not like he never thought that what Jiang Yulou wrote was nonsense, but it was also very powerful, okay?
It was enough for a scumbag like him to have a hint of admiration for Jiang Yulou.
Moreover, novels are a rarity these days.
I can’t understand foreign novels, but the ones written by my classmates shouldn’t be that profound.
Jiang Yulou hesitated for a moment and nodded: "Okay." Then he added: "But I agreed to let Classmate Tang read it first. If you want to read it, you have to wait until she finishes it."
"No problem." My deskmate agreed cheerfully.
Tang Yuewen happily returned to her seat with Jiang Yulou's manuscript, and then somehow, the whole class knew that Jiang Yulou had written a novel.
So, they gathered him around the seat and started shouting:
"Classmate Jiang, after you finish XXX, let me take a look too."
"Louzi, we have a good relationship, don't forget me."
"I want to see it too, I want to see it too."
"The building is going to be a home. We are rich and noble, so don't forget each other!"
"I'm going to read some of Jiang's masterpieces soon."
The classmates' remarks were either sincere or ridiculing, which made Jiang Yulou extremely embarrassed.
He regretted agreeing to Tang Yuewen. Fortunately, his classmates didn't know that he was going to contribute to "Contemporary". If they found out, they wouldn't know how to make fun of himself.
On the periphery, the squad leader looked at Jiang Yulou in the crowd with some surprise. He originally thought that Jiang Yulou had given up studying on his own, but he didn't expect that Jiang Yulou quietly started writing a novel.
He thinks he studies seriously and likes literature, but he doesn't have the guts to write. He is self-aware and realizes that he is still far from the standard of a writer.
What about Jiang Yulou?
Maybe I should shamelessly read his novels later.
