Back to 80: My literary life.

Chapter 865 Why are there more and more young writers?

Fang Minghua took a look at it, put it on the coffee table and asked.

"Is this written by your daughter?"

"Absolutely!" Shang Ailan quickly replied: "I know about the recent rumor that "How Many Flowers Fall in Dreams" plagiarized "Inside and Outside the Circle". Although my daughter's writing is not as good as Guo Jingming's, it is definitely not plagiarism!"

At this point, she hastened to add: "I didn't give any guidance, but after she finished writing, I gave her some suggestions on certain parts."

Fang Minghua nodded after hearing this.

Before coming to this era, I had never heard of Jiang Fangzhou copying anyone's homework.

"Chairman Fang, I know you are very busy, but my daughter really wants your advice. Your novels are not only well written, but more importantly, your literary theory is very strong, so please spare some time to help me take a look."

Shang Ailan finally said in an almost pleading tone.

In fact, Fang Minghua knew in her heart that Shang Ailan came all the way from Hubei Province to Xijing not to visit Xuecheng Bookstore or attend any reading lectures.

I came here just for myself, just to ask him to help review this novel!
Quite utilitarian.

But as a mother, for the sake of her children, Fang Minghua still admires her spirit.

"Okay then, but this novel has at least 100,000 words, and I can't finish it in a short time." Fang Minghua.

"It's okay, we can wait." Shang Ailan said hurriedly: "We live in Xijing, you can contact me after you finish reading it."

"What's your phone number?"

"I don't have a cell phone, only a pager. I'll leave you my pager number." Shang Ailan left her contact information and said a few words of thanks before leaving with her daughter.

A few minutes later, Lei Xuecheng walked in, sat on the rattan chair next to him, and asked curiously.

"This woman doesn't sound like a local. How do you know her?"

Fang Minghua did not answer, but pointed to the manuscript on the coffee table: "Take a look at this."

Lei Xuecheng picked it up and started reading.

"Hey, this content and this language style, it's not written by an adult, the author should be a child." Lei Xuecheng said and suddenly realized something: "Could it be written by the little girl that my daughter brought with her?"

"Yes, it's her."

"Oh, that little girl looks like she is only twelve or thirteen years old at most? She can actually write a novel at such a young age?" Lei Xuecheng was very surprised.

Fang Minghua briefly described Shang Ailan and her daughter, including how they met.

“Tsk tsk.” Lei Xuecheng sighed, “Everyone says that literature is declining, but why are there more and more young writers? Han Han, the author of Triple Door, was only 17 years old, and Guo Jingming, who wrote Fantasy City and Left Hand Reflection, Right Hand Years, was 18 years old.”

"A girl named Zhang Yueran from Jinan, Shandong Province, wrote works such as "The Fall of Tao" and "The Black Cat Doesn't Sleep" at the age of 14. This Jiang Fangzhou was even earlier, publishing a novel at the age of 9! What is wrong with this world?!"

Fang Minghua took a sip of tea and smiled: "What's wrong? It is said in the "Historical Records": The world is bustling with people because of profit, and the world is bustling with people because of profit." The same is true for writing. Commercial writing is popular now, and the trend of younger writers is related to the magic wand of the market. In addition, this is also because parents have an "investment mentality" towards their children, such as this one.

Fang Minghua said and pointed to the manuscript on the coffee table.

"Ah?"

"Okay, I should go back now." Fang Minghua said and stood up.

"Let Bai Miao talk about it next month. I'll tell him."

"Okay, I plan to improve the environment upstairs and install an air conditioner or something." Lei Xuecheng said hurriedly.

After returning home, Fang Minghua took a shower, changed into a clean vest and shorts, and sat in the study to read the novel.

"Prepuberty" tells the story of a fifth-grade student and her best friends in the early stages of puberty. They are sensitive, curious, and rebellious.

In their lives, video games have become the main driving force of daily life, TV commercials are blurted out like lines, adult factors are flooding the entire teenagers' world, and sensitive issues such as premature love and development can explode at any time, causing uncontrollable blushing and heartbeats.
It has a bit of Han Han's flavor.

To be fair, Jiang Fangzhou does have some talent for a primary school student to be able to write such a novel.

You know, most children of this age are still racking their brains to write a 300-word composition, but others have already written more than words.

In the past few days, Fang Minghua has been looking at this manuscript when he has nothing to do. He has not made many changes, but only modified a few places. If he changes too much, it will not be something written by a 12-year-old child.

Fang Minghua was taking his time, while Shang Ailan was a little impatient.

I have been living in Xijing for almost ten days, but there is still no news from Fang Minghua.

"Mom, will Uncle Fang take the manuscript and not give it to me?" my daughter Jiang Fangzhou suddenly asked, raising her head.

"What will you do if I don't give it to you?" Shang Ailan asked back.

"I don't know. Then I don't need to write it." The little girl murmured back.

Shang Ailan glared at her fiercely and said, "If they don't give you the manuscript, don't go anywhere this summer. Just stay at home and write a new novel for me!"

"what?!"

Jiang Fangzhou suddenly became worried and prayed in his heart that the seemingly kind uncle would not refuse to give him the manuscript.

Then you will be in trouble!

Of course Fang Minghua would not "embezzle" the girl's manuscript. The next day, he sent a text message to the number on the pager, and the other party called back within a few minutes.

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"Teacher Shang, I have finished reading the novel."

"Okay, thank you. Where can I find you?"

"Let's go to the Xuecheng Bookstore. It's 10 o'clock now. I'll be there at 11 o'clock."

"Okay, I'll be there on time."

After drinking his tea, Fang Minghua changed his clothes and then drove straight to Bianjia Village. When he arrived at the bookstore, Shang Ailan and her daughter were already waiting in the lounge. They stood up quickly when they saw Fang Minghua come in.

"Please sit down." Fang Minghua greeted him and handed the manuscript to him.

"I have finished reading it. It is generally good. I have modified some parts. Please take a look."

"Thank you." Shang Ailan quickly took the manuscript, and Jiang Fangzhou also came over to look at it with his mother.

There are quite a few changes, including many sentences and wordings. Some parts that were too wordy have been filtered out, and the novel looks much more fluent.

"Thank you so much, Chairman Fang!" Shang Ailan was very happy. This time when she submitted her manuscript to the publishing house, it was guaranteed to be accepted.

"Chairman Fang, I have a small request. Can you write a preface for my daughter's novel?" Shang Ailan said again.

Fang Minghua flatly refused.

"No, I never write a preface for anyone's novel."

Shang Ailan didn't feel much disappointed.

In fact, she also estimated that Fang Minghua would not write a preface for her.

But it doesn’t matter. The fact that Fang Minghua helped with the revision of the manuscript can be highlighted when the article is published. It’s a very good gimmick.

Shang Ailan thanked him again, packed the manuscript and was about to leave with her daughter when Fang Minghua suddenly said something.

"Teacher Shang, there are some things I want to talk about."

"Please speak."

"Your daughter does have some talent, but she is still a child after all. The most important thing now is not writing, but learning knowledge and playing like a child like her. If her childhood and adolescence are all spent sitting at a desk writing, it will be a very painful and terrible thing for her in the future."

"I think you have read the ancient article "Shang Zhongyong" a long time ago. I don't want to say more. You can do it yourself."

Shang Ailan's face changed after hearing this, and after a while she managed to say, "Thank you for your advice. I will seriously consider it."

Three months later, the novel was published by the People's Literature Publishing House. In the author's remarks, Jiang Fangzhou described in detail her visit to the writer Minghua in Xijing City, and her words were full of gratitude for Minghua's guidance.

The novel was a huge hit.

(End of this chapter)