A widower's entertainment

Chapter 244 [Applauding] (Subscribe)
Beijing, Xinghua Hutong.

The children have all gone to school, so there is no need for Lin Youcheng, as a parent, to pick them up and drop them off at school, nor does he need to be ready to punch in every day. Otherwise, these six children would really make Lin Youcheng, a single father, exhausted to despair.

Children in the 1980s grew up wildly and recklessly, not to mention having an older sister like Lin Zhaoxi to look after them.

Song Ma was drying dried radishes in the yard when she saw Zhang Wei, an old friend from People's Literature magazine, coming to visit her. She smiled and asked, "Are you looking for Youcheng?"

"He is writing in the room now."

"You're actually writing a manuscript?"

"Is it the manuscript of the new novel?"

When Zhang Wei heard this, his eyes lit up and he became instantly excited. He knew that Lin Youcheng had already finished writing the script for the movie "My Brothers and Sisters" for Yanjing Film Studio. The manuscript he was writing at this time definitely couldn't be a script, so it was very likely Lin Youcheng's new creation.

When Song Ma heard what Zhang Wei asked, she shook her head and said she didn't know.

Zhang Wei didn't say much, and went straight to the main room, wanting to ask whether Lin Youcheng was working on the manuscript of his new novel.

The study was very quiet. Lin Youcheng was writing a manuscript at his desk. He stopped to take a break and stretched his wrist. Although the story of "Unreachable Lovers" seemed simple, it was not so easy to write a simple story. It was like "Love Letter", which seemed calm and indifferent, but its core was buried with surging and passionate love.

I heard someone coming in. I turned around and saw that it was Zhang Wei. I couldn't help but asked with a smile: "Why are you here at this time?"

“Are you writing a manuscript?”

Zhang Wei walked over, his eyes fixed on the manuscript on the desk in front of Lin Youcheng, and asked with a smile, "Is it the manuscript for the next novel?"

Lin Youcheng didn't know where Zhang Wei got the news from. The information from the Neptune editor was really timely. He raised his eyebrows and nodded.

“You’re really writing a new novel!”

As soon as Zhang Wei saw Lin Youcheng nodded in agreement, he was instantly excited. Not to mention that he is now the director of "People's Literature", but just as an ordinary literature lover, he is looking forward to Lin Youcheng's next novel.

It should be said that the entire People's Literature magazine is very much looking forward to Lin Youcheng's next novel. They want to know what kind of novel Lin Youcheng will write after The Time Traveler's Wife. Of course, they are more concerned about whether Lin Youcheng's next novel will be submitted to People's Literature magazine. After all, there are not only readers who send letters to Lin Youcheng, but also many letters from magazine editors requesting articles.

Zhang Wei walked over to Lin Youcheng, looked at the manuscript on the table, and asked, "What story is this time?"

Lin Youcheng did not directly hand the unfinished manuscript to Zhang Wei, but just said, "It's a romance novel."

"A romance novel!"

When Zhang Wei heard Lin Youcheng say it was a romance novel, he became very excited, because the entire literary world knew very well that Lin Youcheng was best at writing romance novels. Now this new manuscript would also be a romance novel, how could he not be excited and looking forward to it.

"What kind of love story is this?"

“When will the manuscript be finished?”

"When the manuscript is finished, you must give it to us in People's Literature!" Hearing Zhang Wei's continuous words, Lin Youcheng couldn't help but laugh and asked, "Why did you come here at this time?"

Zhang Wei looked at the manuscript in front of Lin Youcheng, and thinking that he came here for an important matter, he could not help but retract his gaze and said, "By the way, I came here to tell you that you agreed to be a lecturer at Lu Xun Academy of Literature. Yenching Normal University and Lu Xun Academy of Literature have already arranged this matter, and the school may start in September. I came here to talk to you about this matter. I also want to ask you if you have any writers recommended for admission."

Hearing Zhang Wei's words, Lin Youcheng raised his eyebrows. He had known about this for a long time. He would be giving a few classes at Lu Xun Academy of Literature later. As for giving lectures to those writers, he had to prepare well. As for the writers recommended for admission?
Lin Youcheng thought about it, shook his head, and said, "I don't recommend it."

Lin Youcheng did not plan to recommend writers for admission. Firstly, there was no need. After all, the news was known to everyone in the writer circle, and writers who were interested in applying would do so. What's more, the threshold for the graduate class in literary creation was not high. Secondly, he had not thought about recommending any writers for admission.

Zhang Wei nodded. He understood what Lin Youcheng meant. He knew that Lin Youcheng really didn't have any writers he wanted to recommend for admission. He said, "I will tell them about this."

"Speaking of which, I wonder what kind of writers and works will appear in the graduate class of literary creation at Luyuan this time."

Lin Youcheng knew that there were many future famous writers in this graduate class of literary creation, but it was obvious that given Lin Youcheng's current status, he would not have too many thoughts. After all, he was also a senior who had won the Mao Dun Literature Prize.

“There will definitely be excellent writers and works emerging.”

"I hope so. Only in this way can literature develop better and truly let a hundred flowers bloom."

Zhang Wei came here to talk to Lin Youcheng about the graduate class in literary creation, but he knew that Lin Youcheng was already writing the manuscript of a new novel. Naturally, what he wanted to know most was Lin Youcheng's new novel, especially since Lin Youcheng's new novel was about love. All of this made Zhang Wei quite curious.

Seeing Zhang Wei's eyes fixed on the manuscript on the desk, Lin Youcheng couldn't help but smile, picked up the manuscript on the desk and handed it to Zhang Wei, saying, "It's not finished yet, take a look first."

When Zhang Wei saw Lin Youcheng handing him the manuscript, he naturally took it quickly. His whole heart was now on Lin Youcheng's novel, and he really wanted to know what kind of story Lin Youcheng would write this time.

When Zhang Wei saw the title of the novel "The Unreachable Lovers", he felt a little touched. The word "lover" alone shows that this is indeed another love novel, but why is the novel called "The Unreachable Lovers"?

What does "out of reach" mean?
A lover who cannot be touched or reached?

The title of this novel conveys a sense of sadness.

Thoughts flashed through Zhang Wei's mind quickly, and his heart was full of curiosity, but he did not ask. Instead, he directly flipped through Lin Youcheng's unfinished manuscript "The Unreachable Lovers".

Then, as Lin Youcheng's words approached the coast little by little amid the sound of rolling waves and flowing water, the mist curled around, and in the haziness, a seaside villa appeared in front of Lin Youcheng. The cottage stood above the sea and was connected to the shore by a promenade. It was simple and beautiful. This was where the story took place.

Zhang Wei gradually walked into the story, walked into the small house, saw the ordinary yet special mailbox, and saw the two letters in the novel about the time design of 1988 and 1990. He got goose bumps all over his body.

Even though Zhang Wei had been amazed by Lin Youcheng's "The Time Traveler's Wife" before, he couldn't help but stand up and applaud this time, and couldn't help but curse out that familiar Chinese quintessence -

"Fuck!"

"Youcheng, this plot is too damn amazing!"

(End of this chapter)