This lecture was quite successful. Judging from the reactions at the scene, everyone accepted it quite well, and Jiang Yulou felt more at ease.
When he first started speaking, he was extremely nervous. Fortunately, he became more relaxed later on.
Not being ousted is a success, and he won't ask for more.
After talking for almost an hour, his voice became hoarse.
When they were resting at the back, Jiang Yulou happened to see Teacher Gao.
"Teacher Gao, is there any water? I'm dying of thirst."
He shouted, but Teacher Gao didn't respond.
He noticed that Teacher Gao had a strange look on his face and asked, "Teacher Gao, what's wrong with you? Is there something wrong with what I just said and the leader is unhappy?"
Teacher Gao shook his head and said, "That's not true."
"Hey, you scared me. You were silent just now and looked weird. I thought you were in trouble."
"The leader in charge of cultural affairs in the county is very satisfied with your performance. He keeps praising you in front of me, which makes me almost feel embarrassed."
"Is that the reason?"
"Jade Tower..."
"You say."
"How did you learn to lie at such a young age? When did I say those words to you?"
Jiang Yulou looked stern, "Isn't this just a method of writing? I learned it and applied it."
"You, please use less tricks in the future." Teacher Gao couldn't laugh or cry.
The way Jiang Yulou spoke so confidently just now almost made him wonder if he had Alzheimer's disease and couldn't even remember what he said.
"No, no, don't worry." Jiang Yulou scratched his head and said, "Teacher Gao, the lecture is over now, shall we go back now?"
Teacher Gao smiled and said: "What's the rush? The leader wants to see you."
"Ah?" Jiang Yulou looked at him in astonishment.
For the first time in his life, Jiang Yulou ate with his leaders in the canteen of the county government. It was not stressful at all. It was not uncommon for him to have a higher level in his previous life.
But this time it was different. What did the leader say to him?
Very valued.
This puts him under pressure that is inappropriate for his age.
Fortunately, the leader did not give him any impossible tasks, but only encouraged him to write with his heart without any burden. If you have needs in daily life, you can mention it. If you fail to pass the college entrance examination, the county can arrange clerical jobs.
Jiang Yulou was naturally very grateful and said that if he didn't get into college, he would definitely follow the arrangements.
On the way back, Teacher Gao asked seriously: "Yulou, did you just tell the leader that you are already writing your second work?"
"That's right, I have already started writing. It should not take long to finish." Jiang Yulou said.
"Isn't time too tight? You are the face of the county now. If the second work is not ideal enough..." Teacher Gao did not say the rest. He believed that Jiang Yulou knew what was going on.
Jiang Yulou smiled and said: "Don't worry, the reason why I wrote quickly this time is because the inspiration came quickly, so I naturally felt like I was inspired to write."
"Okay, don't be stressed." Teacher Gao thought for a while and then asked, "Where are you going to invest this time?"
Jiang Yulou didn't think much and said directly: "It depends on which magazine gives you more. "Contemporary", "Zhongshan", "Harvest" and "October" are all fine."
"What a good boy, you still picked it?" Teacher Gao said cruelly, "If you don't write it well this time and several big magazines don't accept it, the teacher will think of a way for you."
"Teacher Gao..."
Jiang Yulou was very moved. Lao Gao was really thoughtful.
Back at school, Jiang Yulou received another round of praise, but unfortunately the school's finances did not allow it and there were no material rewards.
…
After receiving Jiang Yulou's guidance, Tang Yuewen came up with her own writing ideas.
The story already exists, she just needs to write the novel.
If she doesn't understand anything, she will take the initiative to ask. While learning, the relationship between the two becomes closer.
After working hard for a while, the first draft of the novel was finally completed.
"How about it? Can it still catch your eyes?"
After the novel was finished, it was natural to give it to Jiang Yulou, the person who gave her ideas to read.
There are not many words, so Jiang Yulou read it quickly.
The plot of Tang Yuewen's novel is very clever. On a rainy night, Wenwen, a female educated youth returning to the city, met a young man who took her home and took her home, which made Wenwen suspicious.
Wenwen first thought that the young man had malicious intentions, and then thought that he was a "street suitor" who acted according to his own situation. After the young man left, Wenwen thought that he was fishing for a long time, and a series of suspicions and speculations arose, but the young man Has not shown up since. The course of events in the novel is "from something to nothing", while Wenwen's psychological process is "from nothing to something", from distrust to trust.
Jiang Yulou praised: "The novel is well written. The reverse intersection of plot lines and psychological lines makes the structure of the novel both rigorous and clever. Moreover, this novel shows the romantic and persistent love ideal of a young female educated youth. It It’s both clear and firm, with beautiful tones.”
He looked at Tang Yuewen and nodded: "With your age and life experience, it is already very impressive to be able to write such a novel."
Tang Yuewen was naturally very happy after receiving Jiang Yulou's praise.
However, his words of appreciation sounded a bit awkward.
After all, she wrote it under the guidance of the other party. So, is he bragging?
Tang Yuewen's small complaints in her heart are naturally not open to outsiders. She now wants to know whether her novel can be submitted to "Contemporary".
"Yulou, do you think the novel I wrote is qualified to be selected for "Contemporary"?"
"There is nothing wrong with the writing style, but it does not conform to the style of "Contemporary" and the possibility of acceptance is relatively low. I would rather recommend that you apply to our local magazine in Shaanxi."
Jiang Yulou thought for a while and gave his own suggestions.
There were not no famous female writers at this time, but they were very few.
Yue Wen's short story can be said to be one of the few novels that shows a female perspective, fresh and refined.
In just a few thousand words, it expresses today's women's persistent pursuit of beautiful and pure emotions, reveals a fresh, simple and bright girl's voice, and reflects the ideal of a better life for the educated youth who have returned to the city.
Such a short story may not be liked by everyone, but it is still a masterpiece.
There is no problem publishing, as long as you find a good platform.
"Really!"
After receiving Jiang Yulou's approval, Tang Yuewen opened her big black eyes and looked at him without blinking, her eyes full of joy.
"Can I still lie to you?"
The girl's cuteness was endearing, and Jiang Yulou even had the urge to pinch her delicate nose.
But considering the conservative nature of women in this era, I had no choice but to give up.
After reading it, there was nothing to revise. As for submitting the article, there was no need to rush. He remembered that Jian Xing had a teacher in the editorial department of "Yanhe" magazine, so he could ask him.
So Jiang Yulou took Tang Yuewen's manuscript to Teacher Jian's house.
