Back to 80: My Literary Life

Teacher Li stayed for a while and then left, saying that there was still a lot of farm work at home.

Although he is now a public teacher and earns the royal salary, his mother-in-law still has a rural registered permanent residence and still has several acres of land at home.

Fang Minghua and the others stayed in Guanjiabao Village for three days and visited the small villages and nearby mountain valleys, where Shi Tiesheng and Sun Lizhe once lived and worked.

Tonight, there was a cool breeze, and the three of them pushed Shi Tiesheng to the ridge above Yuan Yuan's house to enjoy the cool air. Standing here, they had a panoramic view of the entire small village.

On the Loess Plateau on a summer night, the mountains are solemn and desolate, the sky is exceptionally clear, the stars are twinkling, and the Milky Way is clearly visible.

"There are only two things in the world that can deeply shock our hearts. One is the brilliant starry sky above our heads, and the other is the lofty moral law in our hearts." Sun Lizhe sat down on the ground and looked at the stars suddenly appearing in the sky. Such a sentence.

"Do you like Kant's books?" Lu Yao turned his head and asked.

"These days, if you don't read a few Western philosophy books, including Paul Sartre, Heidegger, Nietzsche, Freud, and Kant, you would be embarrassed to say that you are a cultural person." Sun Lizhe smiled and continued.

"Actually, I can't say that I like Kant's philosophy, but I really like what he said. I think Li Yuanfu would also like it after seeing the majestic atmosphere. He often sees this bright galaxy, and his heart also obeys what Kant said. talk."

Fang Minghua, Lu Yao, and Shi Tiesheng nodded in unison after hearing this.

Everyone understands what Sun Lizhe means.

If Li Yuanfu really wanted to leave and leave this school, why couldn't he leave?

"I want to write about him, about Teacher Li." Fang Minghua, who had been silent, suddenly said.

"Writing about teachers? It's a good subject." Lu Yao took over the topic: "Liu Xinwu once wrote a novel called "Class Teacher", which is considered by the literary world to be the pioneer of "scar literature"."

"Wei Wei also wrote an essay called "My Teacher", recalling several things that happened around the gentle and loving teacher Cai Yunzhi when he was a child. He wrote it sincerely. Minghua, what are you going to write? A novel? An essay? Or a poem? ?”

"No, science fiction, a novella."

Sci-fi?

After hearing what Fang Minghua said, Lu Yao and Sun Lizhe both looked at him, and even Shi Tiesheng, who had just been deep in thought, turned his head with a somewhat surprised expression.

"Minghua, science fiction novels are still having bad luck."

Fang Minghua knew that this was a kind reminder. Today's science fiction novels are like the plague. Everyone is afraid to avoid them, but he actually pounced on them?

But Lu Yao took over the conversation and said with a smile: "Tie Sheng, Minghua is very brave, why doesn't he dare to write it? Look at what Journey to the West has been changed into in the "The Legend of Wukong"?"

Sun Lizhe put forward his own opinion: "Science fiction is currently suppressed in our country, but it is very popular abroad. Minghua, if you encounter difficulties in domestic distribution, you can translate it into English and publish it in the United States!"

This is a good idea.

Fang Minghua agreed and said he would do so if necessary.

Early the next morning, the four of them said goodbye to their fellow villagers, then drove to the township government in two donkey carts and exchanged them for jeeps. Fang Minghua drove to the county seat. After everyone said goodbye to County Magistrate Ma, they headed south.

First we went to Tongchuan and put Lu Yao in Yakou Coal Mine. He said he would stay here for a while.

"Brother Lu, it's better to go back to Xijing as soon as possible. My sister-in-law and Mingming are thinking of you, and the conditions here are too bad." Fang Minghua reminded.

Lu Yao agreed: "After a while, I will go back to Xijing after collecting the materials."

Fang Minghua and the others continued on their way without staying in Tongchuan. It was already evening when they arrived in Xijing. Fang Minghua directly sent Shi Tiesheng and Sun Lizhe back to the guest house in Bianjiacun.

"Minghua, thank you so much for this trip. We are going to return to Yanjing tomorrow." Sun Lizhe said.

"Tiesheng, don't you want to see Teacher Chen again?" Fang Minghua asked Shi Tiesheng, who was sitting in a wheelchair, with a smile.

"We're gone. If our love lasts for a long time, how can we stay together day and night?" Shi Tiesheng replied humorously.

Fang Minghua and Sun Lizhe both laughed.

"Okay, I'll take you to the train station tomorrow."

But the next day, Fang Minghua drove Shi Tiesheng and Sun Lizhe to Western University and met Chen Ximi. The girl took Fang Minghua's car to send Shi Tiesheng and Sun Lizhe to the station. On the platform, they saw the train slowly leaving. leave.

After sending Shi Tiiesheng and the others away, Fang Minghua drove a jeep to find Song Tangtang that night. On the one hand, he wanted to quickly return the jeep to the girl's brother, but on the other hand, he hadn't seen him for several days, which was quite surprising.

The two held hands and started walking on the street again.

Fang Minghua told Song Tangtang in detail about his experience of accompanying Shi Tiesheng to Qinbei, and the girl listened carefully.

When she heard that Fang Minghua was going to write a science fiction novel about rural teachers, the girl looked at him and said, "Minghua, why did you suddenly think of writing science fiction?"

"Because no one is writing now." Fang Minghua said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

Um?

Song Tangtang was stunned for a moment, looked at him with a pair of beautiful eyes, and then said after a moment: "Minghua, I suddenly found that you have a sense of mission in your heart."

"A sense of mission?"

"Yes, in the past two years, when the literary world was basically full of realist works, you suddenly wrote stream-of-consciousness novels and magical realism, saying that the literary world should let a hundred flowers bloom. Now avant-garde works have become popular."

"In poetry, hazy poetry is in decline. Shang Zhongmin and others advocated colloquial poetry to replace hazy poetry, but you said that was wrong and would lead modern poetry astray, so you proposed the concept of post-hazy poetry."

"Science fiction has been relegated to the shadows now, but you still want to write science fiction! Minghua, do you want to revitalize science fiction?"

"Zhenxing? I'm not that capable." Fang Minghua replied with a smile: "Let me ask you, Tangtang, do you like reading science fiction novels?"

"I like it. I like "Death Light on Coral Island", "PHS Adventures in the Future" and "Flying to Sagittarius"!"

"Then I will write it. If others don't like to read it, then I will write it for you." Fang Minghua said softly.

ah?

Song Tangtang was suddenly stunned by his sudden love words.

This guy.

It seems very serious, but sometimes I like to do this.

The girl held Fang Minghua's arm tightly.

"If the novel can be published, I will send the royalties from the novel to Guanjiabao Primary School."

"Okay, I support you!"

After sending Tangtang home in the evening, Fang Minghua went home and said hello, then rode his bicycle back to his work dormitory and started writing.

"Rural Teacher"

Da Liu's copy is placed there.

The content of this novel is not complicated.

A rural teacher named Li Baoku burned out his last life one night.

In the afterglow of this life, he told students about Newton's three laws that they may never have access to in their lifetime.

At the same time, an interstellar war that lasted for 20,000 galactic years came to an end. In order to prevent the Silicon-based Empire from invading again, the Carbon-based Federation decided to create a 500-light-year-wide isolation zone to destroy the stars in it. And the sun is in it!

This also represents the death of the planets belonging to these stars and the life on them. For the sake of most other carbon-based life in the galaxy, the Federation's Star Wars campaign was ruthless and merciless.

The only way to escape this absolute destruction is if the life discovered is sufficiently civilized and proven.

Before his death, Li Baoku tried his best to carve Newton's three laws into the minds of his four children.

He didn't know that four of his students would soon be selected as inquiry samples for the Carbon-based Federation Civilization Level Test. He didn't even know that the laws of mechanics he had just asked his students to memorize would ultimately save Earth's civilization and the entire solar system from the Carbon-based Federation's star removal operation.

After the crisis passed, the four children independently buried their teacher, and then walked into tomorrow's life with the teacher's expectations for themselves.

After the heavy rain, the simple tombstone handwritten by the children for Teacher Li has turned into an anonymous and broken wooden sign.

very touching.

Fang Minghua believes that this is one of the best short and medium science fiction novels written by Liu.