1978 Synthetic Writers

Chapter 34 Milan's prototype is
Jiang Xian was reading Anna Karenina intently when he looked up and saw Zhang Jie staring at him.

"finish watching?"

"I've read all four chapters."

"how do you feel?"

"I didn't expect that you, Xiao Jiang, could describe emotions so delicately. The tenderness to the bone seems so real." Zhang Jie expressed her love for the article without hesitation.

"How did you come up with this novel? Are you from a rich family?"

"No." Jiang Xian shook his head.

Zhang Jie found it a little unbelievable.

“Then how did you write it?”

"When I was sent to work in the countryside, I met a friend named Jiang Shiwei. He was from a compound. I was bored at the time, so I listened to him talk about many things in the compound."

"I see." Zhang Jie said, before she started to criticize, she asked a question that she was really curious about, "Does the girl in the novel have a prototype?"

"Have."

Really!

Zhang Jie murmured to herself.

This child does have a story.

"Is it your ex-girlfriend, Xiao Jiang?"

"No, I really like listening to Teresa Teng's songs recently."

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Zhang Jie is not a stubborn old-fashioned person; on the contrary, she has a rebellious spirit.

She also liked Teresa Teng's songs and would often lock the door and listen to them secretly. Those songs that were criticized as decadent music had an indescribable magic and charm to her.

But if she heard the name Milan, she would not believe it. She believed more that Jiang Xian did not want to mention it because the past was a mess.

"Also, Teacher Zhang, have you read "Red Rose and White Rose"? " Jiang Xian suddenly asked.

"Zhang Ailing's? Of course I've read it." Not only had she read it, Zhang Jie was also deeply impressed by Zhang Ailing's novel.

[If you marry a red rose, over time, the red will become a smear of mosquito blood on the wall, and the white will still be the "bright moonlight in front of the bed"; if you marry a white rose, the white will be a grain of rice stuck on your clothes, and the red will be a cinnabar mole on your heart.]
Eileen Chang had disappeared from the literary world for a long time. When Zhang Jie suddenly heard her name, she felt indescribably excited.

By the way, at this time Eileen Chang was still living overseas and had not passed away yet.

"I really like the term 'white moonlight' in novels. The person you place your hopes on but cannot possess is called a white moonlight. The love of a white moonlight is false, out of reach, and unattainable.

Before that, I happened to hear the story of Master Fei Xiaotong pursuing Ms. Yang Jiang."

Fei Xiaotong is a famous scholar both at home and abroad, and a founder of Chinese sociology. There is a joke: If we were to classify China's sociological schools, they would either be the Fei Xiaotong school or some other school.

However, Fei Xiaotong was weak and sickly when he was a child. His mother was afraid that he would be bullied, so she sent him to a girls' school.

As the only boy in an all-girls school, Fei Xiaotong was bullied even worse. There was also a naughty girl who loved to make fun of this docile little boy. The girl's name was Yang Jikang, also known as Mr. Yang Jiang.

Fei Xiaotong, who was just beginning to fall in love, always thought, "She was making noises, I was laughing, and she gave me extra attention, this is love." In fact, Yang Jiang didn't think that way at all.

When he was in university, Fei Xiaotong declared to his classmates: If you want to pursue Yang Jikang, you have to get past me.

Although Yang Jiang scolded him, he always felt that since he was so close to Yang Jiang, she would definitely choose him first.

As a result, Yang Jiang met the love of her life, Qian Zhongshu, in Tsinghua University.

Later, many people said that Yang Jiang was not good-looking, and Fei Xiaotong was very handsome, so it was impossible for him to be interested in her.

This is just nonsense.

Does Bai Yueguang understand?

The power of Bai Yueguang is so great that even Bai Yueguang himself cannot do anything about it. "People will eventually be troubled by the things they could not get when they were young.

I was stunned after hearing this story. I was wondering whether our generation would have such regrets, such encounters, and such girls.

She seems to be a close friend to you. You think you know everything about her and you are always close to each other. But one day you realize that you know nothing about her and you are just a passer-by in her life.
Following this inspiration, I continued to ponder and finally wrote this novel. ”

Zhang Jie suddenly realized.

“No wonder you wrote the character of Milan like this!”

She couldn't help but want to applaud Jiang Xian.

A writer with such sharp thinking and such delicate observation
What a precious thing this is.

Even more incredible.

Jiang Xian created again based on the original story, giving it a subversive and vivid imagination.

"Xiao Jiang, you are really suitable for writing, you are a natural writer!" Zhang Jie's eyes flashed with excitement.

"Teacher Zhang, you're too kind." Jiang Xian said modestly, "We both write romance novels, and mine is too petty to be worth mentioning."

“No, no, no, you write really well!”

Zhang Jie smiled bitterly, "To be honest, after reading your description of feelings, I feel a little inferior and don't want to continue writing my novel."

"Ah?" Jiang Xian panicked.

If it was because of him that Zhang Jie failed to create the article "Love Can't Be Forgotten", then he would be committing a heinous crime.

Apart from anything else, Zhang Jie's editor Fu Yonglin would have to fight him to the death.

"Teacher Zhang, let's learn from each other and make progress together. If you act like this, I won't dare to show you my manuscripts in the future."

"Yes, I'm still waiting for you to give me the complete manuscript." Zhang Jie narrowed her eyes and smiled, "Hurry up and write. I have to urge Dening and the readers to submit the manuscript."

“It’s not that I don’t want to write.”

A look of sadness appeared on Jiang Xian's face.

The last chapter is really too difficult to change.

Apart from anything else, the ending itself is too unsocialist.

It just so happens that the symposium is about to be held.

He planned to bring a small notebook and listen carefully to Feng Mu, Zhou Yang and other leaders' thoughts on the literature of the new era, so that he could determine to what extent "Animals Are Dangerous" is a work that can be accepted by the current literary world.

Zhang Jie did not reveal "Animals Are Dangerous" to anyone else, but only leaked it to Zhang Dening. Jiang Xian wrote an excellent work.

Zhang Dening came to ask for it once, but Jiang Xian rejected her on the grounds that "incomplete reading will destroy the experience of the work."

In the following days, Zhang Dening was on guard against thieves. Whenever Jiang Xian went to the cafeteria to eat, she would sit opposite him and watch him, for fear that other editors would steal the fruits of her labor.

The next day, Jiang Xian ordered a plate of fried cucumber sauce in the cafeteria. It was made with pork tenderloin, cucumber and yellow noodle sauce. It was a perfect dish to go with rice!
Zhang Dening quickly came over with the bowl and chopsticks, looking very mysterious.

"Jiang Xian, I have something to tell you. Don't tell anyone else yet."

"Ok?"

"The old lady has invited Mao Dun to the symposium, and Mao Dun has agreed to attend."

"Who?!"

Jiang Xian, who was concentrating on showing off his meal, dropped his chopsticks in amazement.

The stars I looked up to as a child have come down to earth?
Today's second chapter will be updated a little later. I will try to update both chapters before 11 o'clock.

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