Jiang Yulou and Lu Yao found a restaurant, ordered food and ordered two bottles of wine.
After a few glasses of white wine, the atmosphere gradually became lively.
Jiang Yulou had a drink with him, and then asked: "Brother Lu, are my sister-in-law and my niece okay?"
The niece he was talking about was Lu Yao's daughter, who was born in November last year.
When Lu Yao mentioned his wife and daughter, a happy smile appeared on his face. He nodded and said, "They are all very good. Mingming is very cute. I will take you to meet them if I have the opportunity."
"What about you, is your writing going well?" After saying that, he patted his head again and laughed at himself: "My question is a bit redundant. This year you have really attracted national attention. You can't even say you are the most popular writer. It’s too much.”
"No, compared with many seniors in the literary world, my writing skills are still far behind." Jiang Yulou said modestly, and then said: "Brother Lu was able to publish a novella in "Contemporary" for the first time, which proves that Your level has improved a lot. Next, write a few more novellas, and then you can try writing a full-length novel."
A novel is different from a novella. A novel spans a long time and has many characters, so it requires strong logical thinking ability. It is difficult for ordinary writers to write an impressive novel without several years of practice.
"I think so too."
Lu Yao's eyes were full of excitement, "Actually, I already have a story in my mind that is very suitable for writing a long story. I have started writing it since 1979, but after the first draft was written, I felt that it was not very good. Satisfied, I tore up the manuscript directly. Thinking about it now, at that time, I had no experience in writing novellas, so failure was natural."
Hearing this, a name flashed in Jiang Yulou's mind. "Life" should be this novel.
He remembered that this novella was published by Lu Yao in 1982, but he did not expect that the creative process would be so long, with the first draft already in 1979.
"Brother Lu, will you continue to create that story?"
Lu Yao looked serious and spoke firmly, "Yes, as long as I can still write, I will definitely create it."
But immediately, he seemed a little frustrated, "It's a pity that I don't have the talent and talent like you, Yu Lou. I can write two or even three novels in a year. It's incomparable."
He was really envious of Jiang Yulou's writing speed. He wrote quickly and well, and was very popular among readers.
Why did God concentrate all the advantages on one person... It's really unreasonable!
"Brother Lu, if you praise me like that, I will really take it seriously." Jiang Yulou joked and said seriously: "Actually, everyone has their own advantages and disadvantages. I know my shortcomings myself. As for the advantages, That is to say, the writing speed is faster.”
Lu Yao sighed and said, "Oh, Yulou, you are too modest."
"Brother Lu, what are your future plans?" Jiang Yulou asked.
Lu Yao thought for a while and replied: "I will write a novella after I go back to accumulate experience for the creation of that work."
"Oh, speaking of which, I still don't know the name of the work you are still in the process of creating."
"I'm a sucker for naming names. I originally came up with a very straightforward name, "The Story of Gao Jialin." After completing the first draft, I thought it would be better to just call it "The Movement of Life." But now I don't have any works, so what can I say? It’s all redundant.”
Now, Jiang Yulou had no doubt that Lu Yao was talking about "Life".
Both of them enjoyed the meal and chatted even more happily.
After leaving the restaurant, Jiang Yulou sent Lu Yao to the guest house before returning to the courtyard.
Lu Yao left the next day, and it was Jiang Yulou who gave it to him.
After Lu Yao left, Jiang Yulou felt a little empty. He and Lu Yao didn't meet many times, and there was no courtesy exchange, but they just hit it off. Maybe, this is the so-called gentle friendship between gentlemen.
…
Time flies and the day of school soon arrives.
Although Jinyu Hutong is not far from Yanda and riding a small electric bike is enough to get to and from school, he still wants to live in a dormitory. It's not that the dormitory is so comfortable, but that he worked after graduating from high school in his previous life and had no experience of going to college. In this life, I went to Yanda, one of the best universities in the country, so I naturally couldn't live up to this opportunity.
As a result, Director Ji caught him as soon as he arrived at school.
Jiang Yulou opened his mouth and said in disbelief, "What, you want me to welcome the newcomers?"
"The school has just started, and there are not many old students returning to school. You happen to be a sophomore as well. Are you being wronged by asking you to welcome new students?" Director Ji said angrily.
Jiang Yulou narrowed his eyes and said suspiciously: "That's definitely not the reason, right? If you don't tell the truth, I won't go."
"You are now a living sign of our Yan University. I heard Director Liu from the Admissions Office say that many of this year's college entrance examination candidates chose Yan University because of you." Director Ji thought for a while and told him the reason truthfully.
Jiang Yulou said in shock: "For me?"
He is neither a beautiful woman nor a well-known professor. What does the university a student chooses have to do with him?
"You don't know how influential you are." Ji Zhenghuai sighed: "Many young people now regard you as their idol. It is an honor to study in the school where their idol attends."
Jiang Yulou: "..."
Are young people of this era also chasing stars? This was really something he didn't expect.
Jiang Yulou rolled his eyes and laughed, "It's okay to go, but are there any benefits?"
"There is also a bonus, it will allow you to graduate smoothly. The school has tried its best." Ji Zhenghuai's face was dark, and he became angry when he saw the bastard in front of him. If Jiang Yulou were his son, he would have taken care of himself a long time ago. How could he dare to stab him in front of him?
When it came to graduation, Jiang Yulou stopped talking.
Although he has studied very hard, because he has to engage in creative work, he cannot focus all his energy on his studies, causing him to silently give up on some courses.
But if you want to graduate successfully from university, one prerequisite is that you cannot fail the course.
Last semester, there were several courses that the teacher specifically designated for him. If the school took back this care for him... He couldn't help but shudder, he couldn't imagine it!
Jiang Yulou shrugged and said, "Okay, why don't I go?"
"That's pretty much it." Ji Zhenghuai nodded with satisfaction.
When leaving Ji Zhenghuai's office, Jiang Yulou was a little annoyed. He wished he had known he would return to school later. Now I'm fine, I have an extra job to welcome the new year.
After cleaning up the dormitory, Jiang Yulou found the teacher responsible for the orientation work. After hanging up my work badge and familiarizing myself with the process, I arrived at the orientation work point under the leadership of the teacher.
Although the semester has just started, the campus is already bustling with activity.
Looking at the unfamiliar students who were full of passion, longing, anxiety, and curiosity, Jiang Yulou felt inexplicably better.
