1980 My Literary Era

Chapter 86

Wang Shuo was demobilized and returned to Beijing this year. He works as a salesman in a pharmaceutical company, with a monthly salary of 36 yuan. He works from nine to five every day, and does not do much work.

Others might have been overjoyed with such conditions, but he, in the words of "A Dream of Red Mansions", is a bit "higher than the sky", and always feels that his life should not be so mediocre.

The gap between reality and ideal makes Wang Shuo's mentality a little unbalanced, and he is full of confusion about the current life, especially after seeing Lin Weimin's courtyard today.

It is true that he has literary ideals in his heart, but he is also a secular person.

Who doesn't want to live in a big house and live a rich life?

But the reality is like this, he is just an ordinary clerk, and the writing talent he is proud of does not seem to have brought much change to his life.

Compared with Lin Weimin, who is two years younger than him, his situation is even more embarrassing.

Seeing Wang Shuo's distressed look, Lin Weimin said, "You are restless!"

Wang Shuo raised his head and looked at him without saying a word, acquiescing to Lin Weimin's words in his heart.

"I want to make money, but I am afraid of hard work. If I have a little achievement, I will be the best in the world. When I encounter setbacks, I will be depressed."

The words were a bit heavy, and Wang Shuo couldn't hold back, "I dare you to publish a book, and you have money, so standing here and talking won't hurt your back."

"I've only made a few bucks now, and I'm going to make you envious and hateful."

Wang Shuo blushed and denied, "I don't."

"It doesn't matter if you have it or not." Lin Weimin poured a glass of wine for Wang Shuo, "I have experienced your mentality..."

He pouted at Qu Xiaowei, "Ask this guy, when I entered the Institute of Literature, I was more troubled and bored than you are now!"

Wang Shuo looked at Qu Xiaowei, and Qu Xiaowei nodded, "That's true. You didn't see the virtue of this grandson when he first went to study in the institute. Not being expelled can only show that the leader of the institute | The director and teachers are kind and soft-hearted.”

Wang Shuo didn't expect Lin Weimin, who was already quite successful in his eyes, to have such a past, so he couldn't help but feel somewhat convinced by his words.

"I published two novels at that time, with a total of several hundred yuan in manuscript fees. I was thinking, how much money can I make by writing a book?
I gotta go into business, and make a lot of money, and that's all I can think about all day, and I make a lot of fools of myself.

I was also lucky. Later, the study tasks in the institute were heavy, and I often organized and participated in various social activities. After learning and learning, my mind and vision were broadened, and my heart was settled down.

No matter what, we are now studying at the Institute of Literature and Literature. What a great opportunity is this?No matter how many people squeezed their heads, they couldn't get in.

It’s also due to various karmic encounters, and gradually one piece of work is written like this. "

He half-truthfully told his experience, then patted Wang Shuo on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "You are a smart person at first glance. But here are the shortcomings. There are a lot of things. Before I can do something, I have seven or eight ideas in my mind. Under such circumstances, how can I do things well? To sum it up in one word, impetuous!"

Wang Shuo feels that what Lin Weimin said is too correct, he has such a mentality now.I don't look down on the work at hand, don't care about it, and always want to become famous overnight by writing.

His writing journey was not smooth, and every time he encountered rejections, he became a little discouraged and turned his attention to those speculative friends around him.

Seeing how everyone could earn more than his annual salary with just a few words without putting in much effort, his mind unconsciously went to this again.

He never thinks that he is inferior to others, it should even be said that he is better than those around him.

They can make a fortune, why can't I?
Under such a trend of mentality, Wang Shuo felt like a branch swaying in the wind, just swinging in the air!

"you're right."

Wang Shuo lowered his head. It is not easy for a proud person like him to admit his shortcomings. Lin Weimin's words really touched his heart.

"I just think about it all day long, but when it comes to doing it, I hesitate. Weimin, why do you think people are so greedy?" Wang Shuo said melancholy after taking a sip of his wine.

Lin Weimin accompanied him and said, "How about the score?"

"Everyone has greed. There are big greeds and small greeds. Some people may never be satisfied for a lifetime, and some people may be happy with a little wealth. This has something to do with everyone's environment."

"Then tell me, what is it like in my situation?"

The bosom brother is online again.

"You, do you know about puberty?"

"I know!"

Lin Weimin smiled and said, "You're just not past puberty yet!"

"You fart!"

Lin Weimin's statement made him feel worse than scolding Wang Shuo for being incompetent.

"It's said that there are many puberty. Your state is similar to that of a child who can't eat milk, and there is nothing else except screaming."

Wang Shuo was furious at what Lin Weimin said about his incompetence, and he wanted to reason with him with his eyes wide open, but he carefully read what Lin Weimin said, and it seemed that there was some truth in it.

It's just four words, desire and dissatisfaction.

He said a little frustrated: "Then what can we do?"

What can I do?
His current state of mind is similar to that of Huang Anyi when he first entered the Institute of Literature and Literature. The only difference is that the source of the troubles of the two are slightly different, and Huang Anyi's state of mind is relatively simple.

"You, the most important thing is to do one thing well. Either you go to sea to do business as soon as possible, or you can calm down and create, or you can go to work with peace of mind.

Otherwise, according to your current state, I am afraid that nothing can be done. "

Lin Weimin's words are not a panacea, and Wang Shuo was aware of his own problems before.But people are like this sometimes, one leaf can't see Mount Tai, but someone's unintentional sentence can solve the knot that has been troubled for a long time.

Wang Shuo pondered Lin Weimin's words over and over again, and the more he thought about it, the more reasonable he felt.

Finally, he slammed his palm on the table, "Damn it! It's done!"

"What are you doing?" Lin Weimin asked.

"Resign and go to sea!"

Weed!

Nima, I persuaded you to change your mind and become a decent scholar. You didn't pass the bloody reading comprehension, right?
"Really?"

Wang Shuo's face was full of determination, "Think it over. Rather than just waiting to die like this now, it's better to give it a go."

Lin Weimin shook his head helplessly. In his impression, Wang Shuo had indeed done business, but this guy had no business acumen, so he lost everything.

It's so hard to persuade the damn ghost, he didn't expect that his persuasion would have the opposite effect, and instead accelerate the pace of Wang Shuo's business.

He thought about it for a while, but Wang Shuo, a later generation, devoted all his attention to writing because he failed in business.

Now, let him fail early.

(End of this chapter)