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Chapter 154 The Suffering King of Volume(1/2)

A burst of warm applause erupted in the cafeteria, not only for Lin Chaoyang's wonderful answer just now, but also for his sincere attitude.

Most of the people present today have longer creative experience than Lin Chaoyang, and some even have longer creative experience than Lin Chaoyang.

If before the symposium started, some people were still a little unconvinced and conceited towards Lin Chaoyang, then after listening to Lin Chaoyang's speech and answers, everyone had only one feeling in their hearts, and that was that they were sincerely convinced.

After the applause, the students asked questions enthusiastically again, and Lin Chaoyang and Wang Zhaoqian answered everyone's questions without hesitation.

The lively atmosphere lasted for more than half an hour. When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, everyone stopped still.

Tang Yuqiu delivered another colorful summary, and today’s symposium ended here.

Lin Chaoyang originally planned to go back right away, but everyone wanted to keep him for lunch. They took advantage of this time to exchange many ideas with him.

After eating, Lin Chaoyang got on his bicycle and was about to leave. Teachers and students from the Institute of Literature and Literature went to the courtyard to see him off.

Watching Lin Chaoyang leave, Jiang Zilong looked complicated. Chen Shixu, who was standing by, saw his expression and asked, "Brother Zilong, what are you thinking about?"

Jiang Zilong hesitated and said: "Nothing, just a little sigh."

Chen Shixu nodded. Although Jiang Zilong didn't say it out loud, he could understand it.

"People like him are talented and thoughtful, and they can inadvertently realize things that may take us several years to realize. It is really frustrating to get along with such a person."

Listening to Chen Shixu's words, Jiang Zilong was speechless.

Compared with Chen Shixu and others, he needs to do more psychological construction to stand with Lin Chaoyang.

"The Wrangler" is known as the "beginning work of scar literature", and "The Taking of Factory Director Qiao" was also known as "the pioneering work of reform literature" when it was first published.

He and Lin Chaoyang are both winners of the National Outstanding Short Story Award. Whether intentional or not, the outside world will always compare the two. Sometimes even Jiang Zilong himself can hardly avoid this mentality.

In the past year, Lin Chaoyang's novels have been published one after another, and almost every one of them is considered a heavyweight. In fact, Jiang Zilong has already discovered the gap between himself and the other novel.

But it wasn't until today that he finally realized that the two sides were actually not on the same level at all.

He could clearly feel that Lin Chaoyang was thinking at a higher level than him.

There may not be many obvious differences when this kind of thinking is implemented on paper, but he knows very well that it is exactly what a writer must go through to reach a higher realm.

What made it even more difficult for him to accept was that Lin Chaoyang was only in his early twenties. Thinking of this, he sighed lightly. This gap was really disappointing!

After returning home from the Literature Lecture Center, Tao Yushu handed Lin Chaoyang a letter, which was sent from Shenzhen.

Er Matai's face flashed across Lin Chaoyang's mind. The letter was indeed written by Er Matai to Lin Chaoyang.

During the Chinese New Year, Ermitai said he wanted to go out to work, and Lin Chaoyang suggested that he go to Shenzhen, Guangdong.

In fact, if we really want to compare, except for Guangzhou, the provincial capital, the conditions in other places in Guangdong these days may not be as good as those in Northeast China.

But it is precisely because of this that rural youths like Ermiatai, who have no power and no skills, have the opportunity to come forward.

Everyone is here to work, and what matters is who works hard, who has the right brains, and a little bit of luck.

The Shenzhen Special Economic Zone has just been established, and there is a huge talent gap. According to official data, there are only six college students among the entire population of 300,000 in Shenzhen.

It can be said that in Shenzhen at this time, as long as they are not paralyzed in bed, even disabled people have no worries about working.

After 1986, Shenzhen was no longer so good. The state stipulated that a "border defense permit" was added, which blocked a large number of poor people who wanted to go to Shenzhen to work.

Er Mattai went to Shenzhen in April of spring. It happened that his brother Mattai had a comrade from Shenzhen. After he went there, he joined the construction team.

At this time, Shenzhen was a big construction site, and buildings were being built everywhere. Erbu Tai was very strong, so he felt like a fish in water when he joined the construction team.

The only thing that made him uncomfortable was the sense of gap in his heart. They said Shenzhen was a special economic zone and the forefront of reform and opening up. Before he came here, he thought Shenzhen was like paradise.

But after arriving, he discovered that the construction level here was not as good as that of his hometown county.

In addition, he was unfamiliar with the place and was not accustomed to the local environment. It took him several months to adapt to the environment here.

However, Ermatai also said in the letter that the income from working in Shenzhen is indeed much better than farming in his hometown.

He worked as a laborer on a construction site and earned 60 yuan a month. He saved almost 200 yuan in four months. He could not earn so much money even if he worked at home for two or three years. Even if he went to a factory, he would have to save for a year.

After reading the letter, Lin Chaoyang unfolded the letter and wrote back to Ermaitai, telling him to be careful and use his brain more when he went out.

A few days later, as school was about to start, Lin Chaoyang received another payment bill, which was for the printing of "Garland Under the Mountain".

In the past two or three months, fueled by the news in the People's Liberation Army Daily, the single volume of "Wreaths Under the Mountains" has been selling like crazy.

As of the end of August, half a year after the single volume was launched, the total print volume had reached an astonishing 2.6 million copies, setting a sales ceiling for Chinese military literature and allowing Lin Chaoyang to once again earn 3,388 yuan in royalties.

After receiving this royalties, Lin Chaoyang and his wife had more than 16,000 in savings.

After finishing accounting in the evening, Tao Yushu said to Lin Chaoyang: "Hey, has Dening contacted you recently?"

"No, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, she came to school to see me twice."

When Tao Yushu mentioned this matter, Lin Chaoyang immediately understood Zhang Dening's little plan and knew that Zhang Dening planned to take the wife route.

"I also told her that you wrote a novel this year and a script for Director Xie, but you can't keep digging out things like this. You have been studying during this time.

She also encouraged me to publish more articles in Yanjing Literature and Art."

Lin Chaoyang laughed. This Zhang Dening had put a lot of effort into compiling the manuscript.

"Then you should write more articles and earn more royalties from their "Yanjing Literature and Art" magazine."

Tao Yushu said cowardly: "I can't make as much money as you can by writing one novel if I write a hundred articles."

Lin Chaoyang felt a little proud when he saw that King Juan was also hit by him one day.

"Then stop writing and take a good rest."

"No, then I won't be a freeloader?" Tao Yushu retorted.

This doesn't work, that doesn't work either, lesbians are really troublesome.

Lin Chaoyang decided to teach her a lesson and let her know who is the authority in this family.

In September, the scorching weather has cooled down a bit, especially in the morning and evening.

September every year is the welcoming season, which is the busiest time of the year on YSU campus.

The leisurely summer vacation has passed, and the library is once again crowded.

After work that day, Lin Chaoyang passed by the Triangle District and ran into Amao after a long absence. He was surrounded by several students.

Amao saw Lin Chaoyang from a distance and waved to him enthusiastically, "Lin!"

"I haven't looked at you for a long time, what are you busy with?" Lin Chaoyang asked.

"Study, research, you don't know, I followed the professor and went deep into Jiangsu and Zhejiang to conduct a social survey."

Speaking of the past few months of disappearance, Amao's face was full of pride.

"Social survey? Are you still qualified to go?" Lin Chaoyang joked.

Amao is an international student. Logically speaking, schools and teachers usually would not arrange for them to go together for social surveys or other things.

But who told Amao not to follow the routine? Last year, he ran away privately for half a month, which shocked Yan Da.

There was a social survey activity in the department this year, and Amao took the initiative to apply to go. The department thought that instead of letting him run out on his own, it would be better to follow everyone to avoid any trouble.

After listening to Amao's explanation, Lin Chaoyang nodded. This was considered an accident.

"What are you doing?"

Lin Chaoyang looked at the students surrounding Amao again.

As soon as he mentioned this matter, the smile on Amao's face turned into distress.

"Learn English!"

Although looking at the situation just now, Lin Chaoyang could roughly guess this idea, but looking at Amao's expression, he couldn't help but feel happy.

"There are quite a lot of people." His tone was a bit gloating.

Amao said with a sad face: "Many of them are preparing to study abroad, and they use me to practice speaking."

In the past six months, news about self-financed study abroad has spread a lot. There are many people in major universities in Yanjing who are planning to study abroad at their own expense, and the students of Yanjing University are no exception.

"This can be regarded as a contribution to Yanda."

"Stop making fun of me."

After joking for a while, Lin Chaoyang said: "Come and sit at my house when you have time. I've moved."

"Okay, I will go when I have time."

After leaving a home address for Amao, Lin Chaoyang rode away on his bicycle.

A few days later, Lin Chaoyang received a call from Xie Jin. He had just arrived at the guest house of Yan Film Studio. This time he came to Yanjing specifically to discuss the script of "The Wrangler".

Xie Jin put down the post-production of "Legend of Tianyun Mountain" and came to Yanjing specifically to discuss the script. Lin Chaoyang had to take a few days off and accompany him to smoke in the guest house in the north building of Yanying Film Factory while revising the script.

Early that morning, the door to the guest house room was opened from the outside, and director Cheng Yin walked in.

"Hey! You guys have arrived at the scene of the fire."

He fanned the smoke in the room with his hand, walked to the window and opened the curtains.

The lights in the room were not bright at first, but as soon as he opened the curtains, the sky was bright outside. Lin Chaoyang and Xie Jin looked like monsters about to show themselves, squinting their eyes with painful expressions.
To be continued...
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