Back to 80: My literary life

Chapter 144 A novel with a dark tone written by a very sunny author

This was the first time he met Yu Hua. Although the other party did not give his name, he was sure it was him.

Some scruffy hair, and those unruly little eyes.

The young man stood up quickly when he saw them.

"Excuse me, are you the editor of "Yanhe" magazine? Fang Minghua?" the young man said to Fang Minghua.

"Haha, Xiaofang, I'm asking you to submit another article. I'll go upstairs first." Zhang Xianliang walked up with a smile.

Fang Minghua said hello with a smile, and then said to the young man: "Let's go to my room."

"My name is Yu Hua. I am a dentist from Haiyan, Zhejiang Province." The young man introduced himself as he walked.

Sure enough it was him!

However, Fang Minghua had already seen many talented people of this era, and he didn't feel much excitement when he saw Yu Hua again.

"This is Lu Yao."

Fang Minghua introduced to Yu Hua.

"Writer Lu, hello, I'm so good." Yu Hua hurriedly shook hands.

Lu Yao looked at the young man with some curiosity.

Lu Yao and Fang Minghua lived in the same room. After entering the room, Fang Minghua greeted: "Sit, sit, when did you arrive in Shencheng?"

"tonight."

"have you eaten yet?"

"After eating, I bought a few steamed buns after getting off the car."

"Where to stay?"

"I haven't found a place to live yet."

Yu Hua felt a little anxious as he answered.

Talking about the manuscript, why are you asking such trivial matters?

Fang Minghua remained unhurried. After pouring the other party a glass of water, he asked: "Are you here to submit a manuscript?"

"Yep."

Yu Hua quickly took out a manuscript from his schoolbag and handed it to the other party.

Fang Minghua took it and looked at it.

The novel is called "Stars" and it tells the story of a child playing the violin.

Fang Minghua immediately understood that this was the article that the editor-in-chief of "Yenjing Literature" called to Yenching to revise the manuscript!

Haha, I was actually cut off by myself!

And the editor at that time seemed to be Zhou Yanru, who reviewed his own "The Sun Also Rises".

I am sorry.

Sister Zhou.

Now we are competitors.

Fang Minghua mentally apologized for three seconds.

After reading it, he handed it to Lu Yao, who was sitting on the bed opposite. Lu Yao took it over and looked at it carefully.

"Yu Hua." Fang Minghua looked at the nervous young man sitting on the chair: "I want to read this manuscript carefully. I can't give you an answer today. Please come back tomorrow."

Yu Hua was slightly disappointed, but not too surprised. Editors read it over and over again and also gave revision suggestions.

At least, the other party didn’t refuse directly!

"Okay, I won't disturb your rest." Yu Hua stood up after saying that.

"Wait a minute." Fang Minghua looked at his watch: "It's already eleven o'clock in the evening. You said you couldn't find a hotel. Where are you going to stay?"

"I don't know either. I'll go out and look for it. If it doesn't work, I'll just spend the night somewhere at the station." Yu Hua told the truth.

"How about you sleep in our room?" Fang Minghua said suddenly, "I'll get you a quilt. How about you make a bed on the floor?"

"No problem!" Yu Hua suddenly became happy.

It seems that I have found the right person.

Doesn’t this save another expense? Accommodation in Shencheng is quite expensive.

Fang Minghua didn't say anything else, and immediately went downstairs to the front desk. After a while, he brought a mattress and quilt over.

"The waiter said we don't have any extra pillows to make do with," Fang Minghua said with a smile.

"It doesn't matter." Yu Hua quickly took the quilt and spread it on the ground. As he spread it, he said, "You don't know, my dad is also a doctor. When I was young, it was too hot in the summer at home. Sometimes I would sneak into the hospital morgue. Climb onto the bed, it’s very cool there.”

As Yu Hua spoke, she suddenly felt that she had gone too far. When she looked up, she saw Lu Yao's shocked face.

"Sorry, Writer Lu, I scared you." Yu Hua apologized quickly.

"It doesn't matter, you, a young man, are so courageous!" Lu Yao laughed.

"I have no choice, I have to." Yu Hua smiled: "Then I remembered a poem by Heine: Life is a painful day, death is a cool night."

"Do you like reading Heine's poems?" Lu Yao asked.

"I didn't go to college, so I read a lot of things. I read whatever I had."

"You said you are a dentist? Are you very good at extracting teeth?" Lu Yao asked curiously.

"It's normal, but it won't kill anyone." Yu Hua smiled and said.

Fang Minghua didn't speak, just listened to the two chatting quietly.

In his mind, he tried to connect this young man with the "Internet celebrity" on the Internet in later generations.

Very talkative.

There was a little humor in his tone.

Seeing that it was getting late, the three of them got into bed and went to sleep after washing their feet.

It didn't take long for Fang Minghua to regret his decision.

Why do you keep this guy in the room?

Actually snoring!

Oh my God

He still snores at such a young age.

Lu Yao didn't snore, and he didn't snore either. Listening to the thunderous snoring of this guy on the ground, Fang Minghua tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.

The next morning, Fang Minghua got up and saw Lu Yao on the bed opposite, looking a little sluggish. He probably didn't sleep well either.

Yu Hua, who was sleeping on the floor, was very energetic. She got up early and quickly packed up the floor.

Since he didn't have a breakfast ticket and couldn't go to the restaurant for breakfast, when Fang Minghua and Lu Yao went to have breakfast, one of them stole a boiled egg and the other stole two steamed buns and secretly hid them in his pocket and handed them to Yu Hua when they came back.

"Thank you, thank you very much." Yu Hua suddenly smiled.

Saved another breakfast.

"Yu Hua, we have to go to a meeting. You can stay in the room or go out for a walk. How about I give you a reply during lunch?"

"Okay, then I'll go out for a walk." Yu Hua readily agreed.

Since you come to Shanghai, of course you have to take a look around. I heard that the Bund and Nanjing Road are both good.

Fang Minghua and Lu Yao came to the conference room and sat in the back row as usual, listening to others speak. Fang Minghua asked Lu Yao in a low voice: "Brother Lu, what do you think of "The Star" written by Yu Hua?"

Lu Yao pondered for a moment before saying: "Although the writing style is a bit immature, it is still good, but the writing style is a bit too gloomy. It is a complete tragedy."

Fang Minghua nodded, it was true.

It seems reasonable if the editor-in-chief Zhou asked him to revise it more brightly.

"Xiao Fang, I think it is related to Yu Hua's experience. If you want a child to go to the morgue to sleep, can ordinary people do it? He is used to seeing life and death, so the tone of his article is relatively gloomy."

Lu Yao is really powerful and hits the nail on the head.

Yu Hua's works are filled with a lot of blood and violence, and the extremely tense words are like two big hands clasping the throat, making people almost suffocate in the sinking.

This is his violent aesthetic, which is completely different from his sunny image in reality.

Lu Yao looked at Fang Minghua's slightly thoughtful look and said, "Of course, this is my personal opinion. You are the editor and you make the decision."

Fang Minghua has already made a decision and will wait for Yu Hua to come back at noon.

(End of this chapter)