Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 593 Xiaozhuer has graduated from junior high school

He Ping nodded, "That's right. Why did this happen? Because those years were actually special. After ten years of depression, people's desire for knowledge and books was overwhelming, but after ten years, you can't expect all readers to still It is the same as before. They have TV, movies, and various other entertainment methods, and reading has become one of their many leisure and entertainment methods.

The same goes for creation.At the end of the movement, a group of literary creators who have experienced trauma are constantly regurgitating the past.There is reflection, repentance, anger, and annoyance, but these are the temporary emotions of a generation, and not everyone will empathize with them.

The new generation must have their own life experience and way of thinking, so the direction of future literary creation will become diversified, and the expression of personal style will become more and more prominent.

As for the question of whether my creative style will be marginalized..."

Having said that, He Ping laughed.

"I'm afraid you still don't read my works. I have written science fiction novels, fairy tale novels, and even planned TV dramas such as "Northeast Love Story" and martial arts novels such as "Heroes". I say this Not to show off.

What I am trying to say is that style should never be the limiting factor for a writer.We hold the pen in our own hands, and we can write whatever we want in our hearts. Now is such an era! "

When He Ping said the last sentence, everyone looked a little excited and applauded spontaneously for a long time!

All the people present have come from the past. For them, He Ping's words seemed to be a kind of announcement, and also a kind of catharsis for the past suffering.

The exchange between He Ping and the members of the summer camp was an unprecedented success, and it also won him a lot of fans in the domestic literary world.

At least Wang Anyi has great admiration for this colleague who is similar to her own age, but has higher achievements and more outstanding talents.

After participating in the exchange meeting of the writer's summer camp, He Ping drove the crown to the middle school in the town. Today is the graduation day of Xiaozhu'er's third year of junior high school.

"Tell me about you, you are not allowed to bring these things to school, but you still want to bring them. It is so troublesome to take them back and forth."

"It's better to be alone than to be happy alone. Dad, you are also a writer after all, why don't you even understand this truth?"

Xiao Zhu'er scolded He Ping, making him feel that the child is even more unlovable now.

In fact, it's too cute.

Over the past year, this kid's size has grown rapidly. He just measured it a few days ago, and it is 1.7 meters five. It seems that he can grow a little longer, to 1.8 meters.

"You are all happy. I will come to help you move things if you are suffering."

"Isn't that just good for exercising and exercising!"

It may be because of entering puberty, He Ping said a word now, this kid has a hundred words waiting.

Basketball, football, volleyball, table tennis, novels, magazines, walkmans, everything you can play, watch, and listen to.

In recent years, Xiao Zhuer's classmates are very happy.

Since he was a child, he was willing to share his comic books with others, and it is the same when he grows up.

Rural middle schools in this era have no recreational facilities, only single and double poles on the dirt playground.Xiao Zhuer took all the things He Ping bought for him to play and watch at home to school and shared them with his classmates.

This is also what He Ping admires most about him.

Many people have been in distress when they were young, and when they grow up, they will become gluttonous and brave when they grow up.

But Xiao Zhuer is not like this. Although he had a bad life as a child, he still has empathy after living a good life, willing to share with others, and will not look at others differently because of external conditions.

The father and son loaded the things into the car, and Xiao Zhuer said goodbye to the teacher and classmates, reluctant to part.

It can be seen that this kid is still very popular in the school, so it is the right treatment to take so many things from the school to him.

The car starts and drives on the road.

He Ping asked: "How is it? After reviewing the grades with the students, are you confident to be admitted to a high school?"

"It's a bit contemptuous of you to ask me that, but I'm determined to go to a prestigious school." Xiao Zhu'er said in a taunt.

He was right in saying that, originally his grades were within the top ten of the school.

Ever since he made a bet with He Ping to send a car to a prestigious school, he has worked even harder, and his grades have been stable between the first and second in the school. It is easy for him to be admitted to No. [-] High School in the county.

On the way to Hantun, tractors, trucks, trucks, and buses pass by from time to time. The road built by the county is considered to be fully utilized, and the traffic is even more prosperous than the county town.

When they got home, Mao Chunhua was already preparing dinner in the kitchen, and the father and son moved everything into the house.

"How about going to school today? Are the grades correct?" Mao Chunhua asked while cooking.

He Pingdao: "Your son said that he is going to go to a prestigious school, so if he gets into a high school, shouldn't he be pinched?"

"His grades are so stable, of course he will be no problem in getting into a high school. Now I'm curious how he can get in the whole county."

"Then you'll have to wait until the results come out to find out."

After chatting for a while, the food was out of the pot and served on the table.

The family eats together.

"Let's move back to the town next month." He Ping suggested.

It has been almost two years since they moved back to Hantun due to the noise of the construction of the Writers Village. Now that the Writers Village has been built, it is time to move back.

Mao Chunhua works in the town, and Xiao Zhuer also goes to school in the county in the spring. Moving to the town will make it much easier for both mother and son.

At the end of the year, Goodfarmer Group's headquarters in the south of the county will also be completed, and he, the president, will go there to work from time to time.

"It's so fast, it's been almost two years since I came back to live here." Mao Chunhua sighed.

"Isn't it!" He Ping thought that two years had passed in a flash, and felt like a dream for a while.

Xiao Zhu'er interjected, "Yes! I've been looking forward to my brother and sister for another two years!"

Damn boy!

He Ping glared at him which pot was left open and which pot was lifted.

Xiao Zhu'er wisely shut up, knowing that she was embarrassing her parents again.

Strange to say, He Ping and Mao Chunhua went to the hospital for several checkups, and the checkup results were very normal, but they just couldn't conceive.

He Ping suspected in his heart that it might be the evil result of time-traveling. It would be great to reincarnate himself, and the offspring would be gone.

After working on it for a long time, I adopted Xiao Zhuer by myself. Ganqing is a bound spirit pet given by the system at the beginning of the game, and there is only a pet slot, there is no place to put it.

As soon as Mao Chunhua mentioned this matter, he was in a bad mood, and went back to the house to lie down wearily after eating.

"You are losing your eyesight now!"

Xiao Zhu'er knew she was wrong, so she didn't dare to speak back.

He Ping hurried back to the house to coax his wife. Speaking of which, if it was really the trouble caused by time travel, he should be responsible for it.

Fortunately, Mao Chunhua's mentality is still healthy. Although he occasionally worries about the child, He Ping will be fine soon after coaxing him.

(End of this chapter)