After dreaming of getting rich, I dressed up as a collapsed idol

Realistic literature!

The event ended around four o'clock in the afternoon, and Lu Qingfeng left together with Lao Qian, Yang Xiuxiu, and Snow Monster. While sitting in the car, he looked out the window and was still thinking about this problem.

It is said that there is no distinction between high and low in literary creation, but in terms of the height and breadth of ideological content, popular literature is completely incomparable. Any writer who wants to achieve higher achievements in literature would want to write a classic that will be passed down through the ages and be remembered forever.

In his previous life, American writer Stephen King, a master of horror novels, had a regular presence on bestseller lists with every work he wrote, but his status in the literary world was not recognized.

It was his creation of the realistic work "The Shawshank Redemption" that brought him greater honor.

Lu Qingfeng, who possesses the memory bank of the nine-tailed fox, is not worried about not having any works.

Moreover, the label of genius that he has worked so hard to establish, and some of his classic realist literary works from his previous life, will basically not be questioned by the outside world now. It is because he has some different ideas in his mind.

He wanted to write it himself.

Initially, only some words and sentences were modified, and "The Little Match Girl" and "The Ugly Duckling" were taken out to be more in line with domestic reading habits, and then some content of "The Astrology Murder Magic" was cut.

Later, without changing the core theme of the story, I recreated it in my own writing style.

Lu Qingfeng's career of plagiarism is not static.

He has been enriching himself through habitual extensive reading and studying literature courses at Peking University.

As knowledge and theory become richer, the idea of ​​exporting content becomes stronger and stronger.

It's just like when you read too many online novels, you'll want to write your own.

Every good writer is first a good reader before embarking on this path.

After being advised by two literary giants at the conference, this thought naturally arose in my mind.

I just don't have any good creative ideas right now.

"What are you thinking about?"

The other three were chatting, and Lao Qian, who was sitting next to him, saw that nothing had happened to him for a long time, so he asked.

Lu Qingfeng did not hide anything and told Hu Yan about his encounter at the event and the other party's suggestions on the creative direction.

"That's a good thing."

Lao Qian agreed with this very much. He also had high expectations for this talented young writer and actively offered suggestions.

"Don't rush to start writing right away. If you don't have inspiration, you can wait. In the meantime, you can write some essays and submit them to magazines. You travel a lot for work, don't you? I see you post a lot of travel photos on social media. You can use that as a topic for your work."

Lu Qingfeng's heart moved when he heard this. He remembered the book "Cultural Journey" written by Yu Qiuyu in his previous life.

This collection of essays focuses on the beautiful mountains and rivers of the motherland, uses scenery to express emotions, and incorporates the author's own insights into it, with profound humanistic thoughts.

Lu Qingfeng felt that Lao Qian had made a good suggestion. He could refer to this collection of essays and write some travel essays to prepare for the formal creation of realistic literary works.

It can also be considered as a way to hone my writing skills.

It’s a good time to look for inspiration during this period.

Yang Xiuxiu and Snow Monster also joined the discussion.

We got stuck in a traffic jam on the way back, and it was almost five o'clock when we arrived at Peking University. After resting for a while, the four of us went out to eat together and found a home-style restaurant nearby.

"welcome."

The waiter came over and the oldest one, Lao Qian, went up to deal with him and asked for a small private room.

This restaurant does good business. During meal times, the tables in the hall are basically full. It can be seen that many of the customers are students from nearby universities.

Lu Qingfeng was wearing a mask and a hat. He glanced around and saw a familiar figure.

Roommate Zhang Jingyi.

I was having dinner with a middle-aged man in his forties. He was not tall, even a little short. Because of the angle, I could only see his profile, and he looked a bit like Zhang Jingyi.