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Chapter 52 What you wrote is too explicit (please read it~)

At night, Chen Shiping was lying in front of his desk, lowering his head to write. There was a lamp with a green cover at his hand.

Tao Huimin lay on the bed and looked through the manuscript that Chen Shiping had written, turning his head to look at Chen Shiping from time to time.

Chen Shiping is now writing the third draft. Different from simple copying, the difficulty of writing this time is still quite high.

Therefore, Chen Shiping always wants to write better and better, but he just has to think about every word sentence by sentence.

After a while, Chen Shiping felt his hands were sore. As soon as he put down his pen and was about to stretch his wrist, Tao Huimin took his hand and kneaded it for him.

"A director from Shanghai TV station contacted me."

Chen Shiping asked curiously: "Looking for you to film a TV series?"

Tao Huimin smiled and nodded and said, "Guess what the script is, you won't think of it!"

Chen Shiping could definitely guess it, but since Tao Huimin was so happy now, it was better to pretend that he couldn't guess it, so as not to spoil her happiness.

"How could I have guessed it? Please tell me quickly."

Tao Huimin bit Chen Shiping's hand and said, "Guess, you can definitely guess the character who is so destined to me!"

Chen Shiping looked at Tao Huimin's expectant eyes and guessed randomly: "Shaoxing Opera?"

"No, you are very destined to me." Tao Huimin pointed at herself and said.

Chen Shiping pretended to think for a while, and finally said in a surrendered tone: "I really can't guess, Xiao Baicai, just tell me."

"You almost guessed it!" Tao Huimin happily shook Chen Shiping's arm and said coquettishly: "Guess again, you are so smart that you can definitely guess it!"

Chen Shiping pretended to be surprised and said: "Xiaobaicai?"

"Ah, you guessed it right!" Tao Huimin hugged Chen Shiping's neck excitedly and said, "I knew you could guess it, are you destined to be with me?

You call me Xiao Baicai every day, but a director actually asked me to play Xiao Baicai. "

Chen Shiping looked at the excited Tao Huimin and laughed too. Fortunately, she didn't tell the answer directly, otherwise at least half of her happiness would have disappeared.

The two hugged each other for a long time, then separated to do their own things.

Tao Huimin will go to Shanghai for an audition in a few days. Chen Shiping is not worried about her audition. The role of Xiao Baicai is hers.

A few days later, Tao Huimin went to Shanghai, won the role without any surprise, and was directly seconded by Shanghai TV Station.

Chen Shiping was filled with resentment as he went directly to the set for filming without even being given a chance to come back.

Tao Huimin was away, and Chen Shiping and Hachigong had nothing to eat. Neither one of them wanted to eat boiled noodles.

In addition to the problem of eating, the small single room also became deserted, and Chen Shiping didn't want to go back.

Only then did Chen Shiping realize that Tao Huimin had completely become a part of his life.

Chen Shiping suddenly didn't want Tao Huimin to continue filming, otherwise what would he do if he went out to film for such a long time.

But when he called Tao Huimin at night, Chen Shiping suppressed his selfish thoughts again.

After a few words of concern on the phone, Chen Shiping hung up.

He returned to his dormitory alone to concentrate on his creation. It was almost July, and Chen Shiping planned to finish writing Red Wall before the school vacation.

The students in the literature class have published several short stories in the past two semesters. Chen Shiping has not published a novel because he is busy with movies.

If he doesn't write any more works, the teacher will give him a failing grade.

Of course, this is not the main reason. The reason Chen Shiping is anxious is that he has not yet passed the enthusiasm for winning the Palme d'Or, and the probability of being approved for publishing a novel is relatively high. After all, many of the details in the red wall are too revealing.

For a period of time after that, Chen Shiping played football with Yu Hua and the others after school every day, then went out to eat and drink, and finally went home to write a novel alone.

After half a month of busy work, Chen Shiping finished revising the third edition and felt relieved. But whether the writing is good or not has to be taken to the school to show to the teacher. Although Yu Hua read it and said it was very good, Chen Shiping didn't quite believe him.

Because he always says that sentence, it seems that he has said it to all his classmates, and it has almost become a mantra.

When Chen Shiping came to school with a thick manuscript, he was stopped by Yu Hua and Mo Yan before he could find the teacher.

The manuscript was also snatched away by these two people for a quick look.

Chen Shiping wanted to persuade them not to read it, but he couldn't stop it. In the end, he just hoped that they could sleep at night after watching it.

Yu Hua read very quickly. After reading one sheet, he handed one to Mo Yan. Mo Yan didn't return it to Chen Shiping after reading one sheet.

Because Liu Zhenyun also came to join in the fun and lined up behind to read the manuscript.

The three of them were coughing while watching, and moved their buttocks back and forth on the chairs, as if they were burning their buttocks.

Other students in the class became curious and lined up behind to read Chen Shiping's new novel.

Chen Shiping felt a little secretly happy as he watched a dozen people circulating his new novel one by one, but these guys occasionally raised their heads and looked at him with strange eyes.

Chen Shiping knew that they were surprised by the scale of the novel, and could not help but feel a little embarrassed. Suddenly, he had a sense of déjà vu as when everyone was passing around a pornographic book together in high school.

Soon it was time for class. He Zhenbang came to the classroom with textbooks. As soon as he entered, he was surprised by the scene in front of him.

It's really strange today. Why am I reading so quietly.

When He Zhenbang asked, he found out that he was reading a new novel written by Chen Shiping. He immediately became interested and put the lesson plan away. As the last person to circulate the novel, he started to read it.

Everyone in the class was reading novels, except Chen Shiping, who was bored and sitting by the window watching people playing football on the playground.

The classroom was very quiet. Occasionally, a few students who read quickly urged the students in front to read faster.

Everyone is immersed in the novel. Although many plots are very explicit, the stories and characters resonate with these writers.

You can clearly feel the morbid decadence and confusion from the words. Their youth was also like this.

Uh. Of course, their youth did not have as many indescribable things as in the book.

Time passed like this little by little. Yu Hua was the first to read it. After handing the last piece of manuscript paper to Mo Yan, he sat there for a long time without standing up.

After a while, Yu Hua's blushing face slowly faded away from the bright red color, and she took a deep breath to recover from the shock.

Mo Yan's reaction was similar to his, and his inner feelings were stronger than Yu Hua's. He didn't think anything of the explicit plots written by Chen Shiping. This was normal literary creation.

It's just that some of the worries were written too real and made me too involved.

Yu Hua had already recovered. He walked to Chen Shiping and asked in a low voice: "The second version of the manuscript didn't include so many details. Isn't what you wrote too explicit and you'll be criticized for being gaudy?"

Chen Shiping explained: "It's okay to remove those, but don't you think it's incomplete?"

Yu Hua nodded in agreement. The third edition was indeed much more shocking than the second edition he had seen before.

The character's mental illness is described in a more profound way, with a feeling that directly touches the soul.

"The writing is really good, but it's so pornographic. I don't think any magazine would be willing to publish it." Yu Hua patted Chen Shiping on the shoulder and said, "You will definitely be asked to delete the article you submit."

"Just try it first and then tell me, just in case you don't need to delete it."

"Then you will definitely have no chance of joining the current generation. You can try to reap the rewards. If Mr. Ba can approve it, he may even send it to you."

Chen Shiping touched his chin and felt that Harvest was indeed a good choice, but he must go and ask Mr. Qin Zhaoyang in his own time. This was his boss.

If Qin Zhaoyang can't figure it out, then submit it to Harvest and see if Mr. Ba will publish it for himself with a wave of his hand.

(End of this chapter)