The description of the virtual network in the outline of "The Second World" amazed Yang Xiao. In addition, the discussion about human beings in the book gave the entire novel a humanistic care, which Yang Xiao found rare.
And in terms of storytelling, the reversal of the ending can really attract readers.
She also somewhat understood why Yu Dong's writing was so delicate, which was probably related to his background in Chinese literature. Yang Xiao had always believed that the writing style of science fiction novels was secondary, but when other aspects such as storytelling and logic reached a certain level,
After leveling up, the role of writing is highlighted again.
"Teacher Yu, have you ever written other science fiction novels or thought about writing science fiction novels, such as short and medium stories?"
Yang Xiao has not yet decided whether to serialize "Second World", and she will not decide now. But this does not prevent her from making an appointment with Yu Dong. Even if she decides not to serialize "Second World" later, if she can
It’s also good to get short and medium-length novels from Yu Dong.
"I have some ideas, but I have been busy with the manuscript of "Second World" recently, so I haven't thought about it. When I finish writing "Second World", which will only take about a month, I will consider short and medium stories later.
." Yu Dong said.
Yang Xiao smiled slightly, "With Teacher Yu's ability, there is definitely no problem in writing short and medium stories. In fact, I am quite surprised. Generally speaking, the science fiction authors I meet usually write shorter ones to practice their skills, like
This is a novel of more than 300,000 words, and this is the first time I have encountered it."
"I also wrote to give it a try."
In fact, Yu Dong is not as long as Yang Xiao thought. Not to mention that after he was ill in his previous life, he only read and wrote books all day long. He typed millions of words of manuscripts on the computer. It is just that he entertained himself during his student days.
The short stories and essays I wrote totaled hundreds of thousands of words.
It's just that most of those essays and novels have not been published. The only one published in "Harvest" is the one Su Tong mentioned last time.
Yang Xiao sat in Yu Dong's dormitory for more than an hour. Apart from talking about science fiction, the rest of the time was spent doing family things.
She is a person who is good at chatting. She can always start a conversation and make the chat proceed smoothly. There has never been a cold moment in the whole process.
In the meantime, she also tested Dong Dong's tone, asking whether he would be willing to let them contact the publisher to publish a single volume if "Second World" was not serialized in the end.
However, Yu Dong did not make a specific statement, only saying that it would be best if it could be serialized in "Science Fiction World".
Yu Dong understood clearly that although the sales of "Science Fiction World" are not good now, each issue can now sell for five figures, and the circulation rate of their magazine is four to one, which means that a "Science Fiction World" usually
There will be four people watching.
If the series lasts longer, it will definitely gain more readers.
But if it were to be published as a single volume, it would probably be very expensive if it could sell several thousand copies.
The way to go in the future is definitely to publish a single book, but it is not possible now. Neither his own fame nor the market of domestic science fiction is suitable for this.
Of course, if Yang Xiao insists on not allowing "Second World" to be serialized, Yu Dong may have no choice but to find a publishing house.
After chatting in Yu Dong's dormitory, it was already past six o'clock in the evening. Yu Dong proposed to treat Yang Xiao to a meal, but Yang Xiao said that he had to catch the evening train back to Sichuan Province, so the meal was not available.
"I've taken this manuscript with me. You can send me the rest of the manuscript as soon as possible. How do you decide in the end? I will write a letter - or send you a telegram. If you are really determined to serialize it, I hope you can
Go to the club." Yang Xiao carefully held Yu Dong's manuscript in his arms and said.
"Okay." Yu Dong nodded: "I am surprised and touched that you can come to me in person. Not only am I touched because my own work is valued, but also because "Science Fiction World" has someone like you.
I am moved by the president, and I am moved by the fact that Chinese science fiction literature has defenders like you.”
When Yang Xiao heard Yu Dong say that she was a defender, a glint of light flashed in her eyes, and then she laughed: "I'm serious, please stay, I'll leave first."
…
Yudong took the train back home on National Day.
We set out before dawn in the morning, but it was already past one o'clock in the afternoon when we got home.
His family lives in an underdeveloped town in Shanghai. Every household is a small single-family house, and there is a vegetable garden at the door of each household. Those who live a more refined life will plant less vegetables and some flowers that are easy to care for.
A few hundred meters north from the house is a paddy field. Behind the paddy field, several factories have just been built in the past two years.
Because of the emergence of these factories, a lot of labor has poured in from other places, and some people in the village have begun renting houses outside, which can be regarded as an extra income.
They are a relatively slow-developing area in Shanghai. They developed light industry from the mid-1990s to the early 2000s, and it was not until about 1000 that they were collectively demolished.
When Yu Dong arrived at the entrance of the village, Grandpa Zheng, who lived next door to his house, was washing clothes by the well. When he saw Yu Dong coming back, he opened his mouth with only half a mouth of teeth left and said with a smile: "The kid Nong is back. Mom Nong, dad is at home."
Wait for Nong to cut the rice."
"Grandpa Liu, why are you doing the laundry by yourself? Where is your brother Liu?"
"The company doesn't pay you much for overtime work. There's not much to do. Now the company is very aggressive and won't let you work overtime."
"It's okay, it's okay."
While talking to Grandpa Liu, Yu Dong quickened his pace because he heard that his parents were still at home waiting for him to have dinner.
After turning an alley, Yu Dong returned to his small courtyard. His father, Yu Hansheng, was cooling off with a fan in the courtyard. When he saw Yu Dong entering the door, he turned around and ran away.
Yu Dong was stunned, what happened to his old man? He turned around and ran away when he saw him coming back?
While he was wondering, he heard his father's excited shout from inside the room: "Honey, my son is back."
Immediately afterwards, the two parents came out of the house together. They circled Yu Dongrao several times, and after confirming that he was all beard and tail, Yu Hansheng nodded with satisfaction: "It seems that the soil and water in Jinling are not bad, and the body is well maintained."
good."
But Qin Fang said: "I think I've lost a lot of weight. I'm still not used to Jinling's food. Come in quickly. Mom will make you your favorite braised pork and white chicken."
"Hey, why are you in a hurry to eat? Let him put down the things first. Besides, the food has been there for a long time. It needs to be warmed up."
"Okay, you take him to put down his things, and then get some water for him to wash. I'll heat up the dishes."
Looking at his excited parents, Yu Dong's emotions were also infected.
When he went to Jinling to take up a job, he said he would be back during the National Day, but he didn't say a specific time. His parents probably haven't eaten until now.
"Dad, Mom, next time I won't be back for a while, you should eat first and leave some leftovers for me."
Yu Hansheng looked at Yu Dong strangely: "We just left leftovers for you. Your mother and I have already eaten, and we don't know when you will come back. If you come back at night, why should we wait until night?
"
After saying this, Yu Hansheng walked forward.
Chapter completed!