1987 My Era

Chapter 110: Li Heng is too amazing (ask for a guaranteed monthly ticket!)

Jiang Yue came over and muttered, "We in the Song family are not beggars. We can't just send away anyone who begs for nothing."

Jiang Yue has always had high standards, and her husband and daughter know it.

Jiang Yue also has a minor obsession with cleanliness, both physically and mentally, and Song Shi and Song Yu are even more aware of it.

Her mother thought that Li Heng was pestering her for no reason. Song Yu felt helpless, but she did not argue. Instead, she pointed to the news in the newspaper and said:
"Mom, take a look."

I wonder what my daughter is up to?

Jiang Yue reached out, took the newspaper, and lowered his head to read.

This is a copy of the People's Daily, the only newspaper my family subscribes to every year.

The news in Jiang Yue's hand was not unfamiliar. The title was: "To Live" the masterpiece of the literary world in 1987.

"To Live"?
Isn’t this the literary work that my husband was fascinated by a while ago and read carefully over and over again four or five times?
She also read it on her husband's recommendation. The novel was indeed well-written and very exciting. She almost stayed up all night to finish it.

Especially when she read that Fengxia became mute because her fever was not cured and that Fugui's grandson Kugen died from eating too many beans, she couldn't help but shed tears, secretly blaming the writer for not giving readers a way out. This tragedy was too sad.

But having said that, although I am sad, the novel is of high quality, just like a dose of poison, once I start reading it, I just can't let it go, and I can't stop until I finish it in one breath.

I don’t know why my daughter asked me to read this news, but the fact that it appeared in People’s Daily is a big deal.

It is even more remarkable that a publication of the level of Renx Daily gave it the title "The Masterpiece of the Literary World in 1987".

With doubts, Jiang Yue quickly read the entire news.

The content is quite long, with about 2000 words.

But to sum up:

Since the novel "To Live" was published in February, it has aroused strong response among readers. The sales of "Harvest" magazine has set a historical record, breaking the 2-copy mark for three consecutive issues, standing out among various domestic literary journals and taking the lead.

Not only did readers react strongly, "To Live" swept the entire literary world like a typhoon, and various reviews from the literary community appeared in newspapers. The wide range of reviews and the large number of critics and writers involved made it a rare event in the past decade.

When reading to the end, Jiang Yue also saw a statistic that the sales of the single volume of "To Live" had reached 9 copies on the 58th day of its release, and "Harvest" magazine has decided to reprint it for the third time, and it is just around the corner to reach the one million mark.

At this point, Jiang Yue raised her head and asked her husband, "Old Song, what does it mean that the sales of Jiu Tian's single volume reached 58?"

In fact, Song Shi had read this news a long time ago. He just glanced at it and then went back to drinking his tea. However, he glanced at Yu Bao from time to time, wondering in his heart what his daughter's intention was.
When he heard his wife asking, he took a sip of tea and said, "The level is very high. This is unprecedented."

Jiang Yue was puzzled: "What do you mean? Has the book never sold more than 58 copies before?"

Song Shi shook his head: "58 copies is indeed very impressive, but you haven't grasped the point.

The Harvest magazine will pay royalties to the author for the 58 copies of the single volume, which is the first time in China."

After hearing this, Jiang Yue suddenly understood something.

She had been obsessed with a piano piece recently and hadn't read the newspaper much. She had no idea that the outside world was now sharpening its knives against "December" because of royalties issues. Those who published these articles were all unknown people. There were very few respected critics, and even fewer well-known writers.

Many people privately speculated that this wave of criticism against the royalties issue of "To Live" should be a joint effort of many publishing houses, because this has seriously damaged the vital interests of the publishing houses.

This can also explain why domestic writers choose to watch from the wall.

Because other writers are also not satisfied with earning a few hundred or a few thousand dollars in royalties for a novel. In their hearts, they hope that royalties will become a trend and an unspoken rule, but they cannot afford to offend literary magazines and publishing houses, so they can only wait and see.

Fortunately, there was Mr. Ba to support us, and the weight of Harvest magazine in the literary world was heavy enough, so the criticism was limited to newspapers, and they did not join forces to ban the writer "December", and did not affect the real Li Heng.

Nowadays, the outside world has been looking forward to the writer "December" to speak out, but Li Heng is busy with the college entrance examination recently and has no time to read the newspaper at all. He has no idea that a trend of "overthrowing him" has formed outside.

Of course, even if we knew, what could we do?
Do we really have to quarrel with all the major publishing houses one by one?

Not to mention that no one has come out to criticize him openly, it is just suspected that he has used various stand-ins.

Furthermore, even if he stood up upright, with his current size and thin arms and legs, he would be like a mantis trying to stop a chariot and would be no match for him.

After all, they are a group and a state-owned publication. How can I fight against them alone?

Therefore, Li Heng, who had vaguely guessed something, simply turned a blind eye to it. He didn't read the newspaper, didn't get angry and argue, and just quietly took the money.

However, he had no intention of swallowing this humiliation, and planned to write a work that would shock the literary world and slap them in the face.

Tell them why I can be the first one to get the royalties?

Tell them that with my level of ability, I deserve to get royalties!

No matter how good or bad the reputation is, putting aside these external factors, everything will ultimately be determined by hard power.

Therefore, Li Heng plans to use his hard power to establish a name for himself in the next step.

After reading the news carefully again, Jiang Yue looked up and asked, "Are you saying that this one is even better than what we are seeing now?"

Song Shi nodded: "Of course, no matter which field, it is not easy to break the existing pattern and create a new world. The obstacles and hardships it encounters are not what ordinary people can imagine.

Once successful, it is destined to become a benchmark and be remembered. This benchmark is not just a reflection of data, but a huge improvement in concept. "

Jiang Yue asked: "Is this writer December in a very difficult situation?"

Song Yu also put down her teacup and looked at her father.

Facing the gazes of the mother and daughter, Song Shi pondered for a while and shook his head, "I don't think so.

This December he was very calm, no matter how much he was criticized and attacked, he never showed up, he had the demeanor of a great general who said, "No matter how many enemies surround him, I will remain unmoved." This demeanor made me admire him even more. "

Hearing this, Song Yu smiled, picked up the teacup again, and drank from it in small sips.

Jiang Yue discussed with her husband for a while, then suddenly remembered something and turned to look at her daughter:

"Yubao, Mom told you about Li Heng before, why did you show me this news? What's the connection between the two?"

Song Shi had just been trying to figure out the connection between the two, but he couldn't come up with anything no matter how hard he racked his brains. When he heard his wife ask this, he pricked up his ears.

Song Yu looked at her father, whose teacup rested at his lips, and then looked at her mother, who was frowning in confusion.

She said quietly: "Because Li Heng is December."

"What?" Jiang Yue thought she was hallucinating, and suddenly opened her mouth, her eyes fixed on her daughter's face, trying to tell the truth from the micro-expressions of Yubao.

Song Shi, who was usually very patient, could no longer hold his temper and asked his wife seriously, "Li Heng is a writer? Did he write To Live?"

Song Yu stood up and said calmly, "It's him."

After saying this, she returned quietly to her bedroom without even looking at the varied expressions on her parents' faces.

"Bang", a small sound.

The bedroom door opened gently and closed gently.

For a moment, you could hear a pin drop in the living room. The couple were left staring at each other, with shock in their eyes.

After a long while, Jiang Yue swallowed hard and said, "Old Song, did I hear correctly? My daughter said Li Heng is the writer December?"

Song Shi finished the tea in his cup in one breath, exhaled and said, "I heard from my colleagues a while ago that there was a rumor that the editor of the literary journal October came to No. 1 Middle School to look for the writer December. I thought it was just after-dinner gossip."

Jiang Yue said: "I was watching the provincial TV station a few days ago, and the host said that December was from Shao City."

Song Shi said: "Harvest magazine has always said the same thing publicly."

After saying this, the couple looked at each other for a long time. This news was really too explosive and too unbelievable.

How old is Li Heng?
I am 18 years old this year and just finished the college entrance examination.

How awesome is “To Live”?
This book is a classic and a pioneer in domestic royalties.

18 years old + "To Live", this combination is too amazing, it has exceeded the limit of imagination and directly drove the couple's brains to a standstill.

The problem is…!
The point is, it was this great writer who was courting their daughter.

When he came to his senses, Jiang Yue, who felt as if his heart was being bitten by millions of ants, stood up and walked straight towards his daughter's bedroom.

First he turned the door handle and bolted the door.

"Dong dong dong..."

"Yubao, open the door, Mommy has something to tell you."

"Dong dong dong..."

There was a faint sound of singing coming from the bedroom, it was the sound of a tape recorder.

Seeing that his wife was extremely anxious but there was no response after he knocked on the door several times, Song Shi walked over and pulled her away.

"Old Song, if you don't ask clearly, can you sleep tonight?" Jiang Yue said this as soon as she returned to the master bedroom where the couple rested.

Song Shi opened the window to let in fresh air from outside:
"Yubao doesn't want to discuss this matter with us too deeply. Have you ever thought about why?"

Jiang Yue subconsciously asked: "Why?"

Song Shi turned around and said face to face: "Actually, you guessed it in your heart. Li Heng and my daughter should still be just good friends."

Jiang Yue was silent. This was her first reaction.

This is also in line with my daughter's calm and reserved personality. She is not boastful and does not interfere in other people's affairs.

After a while, Jiang Yue, who had figured out the whole story, said, "It seems that Chen Zijin and Li Heng are still in contact."

Song Shi agreed with this speculation and said, "It is also possible that Yubao has no feelings for Li Heng."

Jiang Yue said depressedly: "They both share one umbrella."

Song Shi smiled and shook his head: "This doesn't mean anything, it just means that the two have a good relationship. Aren't they deskmates? It's natural for them to have a good relationship."

In the middle of the night, Jiang Yue suddenly sat up from the bed and woke up her husband beside her: "Old Song, something is wrong. It feels weird."

Song Shi turned over: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Yue analyzed, "Since my daughter knows that Li Heng is the author of To Live, then Chen Zijin and the Chen family should also know this. Why do they still look down on Li Heng?"

Song Shi thought for a while and said, "Didn't Yubao say that the Chen and Li families had a conflict? It was probably before the writing, and the conflict might be quite serious. Even if Li Heng is no longer the same as before, with the power of the Chen family, they may not necessarily compromise."

Jiang Yue asked: "What kind of conflict is it that makes two children suffer?"

Song Shi said: "I don't know where the fault lies, so it's hard to make a random comment. But the fact that Li Heng and Chen Zijin were dating so early might be the fuse for the conflict between the two families."

Jiang Yue thought it made sense.

If Li Heng had been in love with her daughter in junior high school, she would have been very angry no matter who took the initiative.

In addition, Yubao said that Chen Zijin and Li Heng had been out of contact for a long time, and she felt that her husband had guessed the truth.

Seeing his wife still in deep thought, Song Shi yawned and said, "Don't worry about it. No matter who is right or wrong, it has nothing to do with us. Go to sleep."

"Hey, too."

Although Jiang Yue blamed her daughter a little for planting a bomb and not caring whether she could sleep at night, no matter how outstanding Li Heng was, he was just an outsider and there was no need to take it so seriously.

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the other side.

On the way back to the dormitory, Liu Li said with lingering fear: "Li Heng, you are such a careless guy. Just now, when Song Yu's mother mentioned Chen Zijin, I was so worried about you, but you acted like nothing happened."

Li Heng smiled and said, "Actually, I'm nervous too."

Zhang Zhiyong and Liu Li looked at each other in disbelief.

215 Dormitory.

As soon as the three of them entered, they were frightened by the group of livestock.

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(End of this chapter)