Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

"Okay. Thanks, uncle. I'll come over tomorrow after filling out my application for the college entrance examination." Zhang Xuan said.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Xuan didn't dare to delay for a moment, and hurriedly informed Hui's wife that they would go to Shencheng together the day after tomorrow.

After paying the canteen owner 2.7 yuan for the phone bill, Zhang Xuan thought again that it seemed like he should install a landline phone at his home.

Then I thought, we can slow down and wait until the villa is built.

After returning home, Ruan Xiuqin was still chatting with her aunt Zhang Ru and her husband about building a house, and her expression looked very energetic.

It feels like after paying off the debt, this biological mother has a new look, as if she is a different person. Her face has changed from a coffin shop to a bridal shop.

Lively and festive.

And what about the eldest sister Zhang Ping?

She is a pregnant woman now, but she feels comfortable. She is wishing her family good food and drink, and she is being offered to her as if she were offering sacrifices to her ancestors.

Back in his room, Zhang Xuan felt a little restless.

The reason for my restlessness is not a problem of money or a house, but a problem of writing.

After walking around the village, men, women and children all regarded him as a cultural person and a great writer.

Everyone respects you! That enthusiastic one! No matter where I go, people will take the initiative to say hello, and no matter where they go, they will bring tea and water. It can be said that they steal the limelight.

Others regard him as a great writer, but Zhang Xuan knows in his heart that he just writes casually to make a living, so what kind of great writer can he be?

The things I wrote are too far away from literature.

Therefore, whenever someone compliments him, he blushes and feels extremely awkward and uncomfortable.

I always feel panicked.

During this time, he walked around the village, and when he enjoyed the reputation of being unworthy of virtue, he fell into a trance several times, thought that he was really a writer, and had thoughts that he shouldn't have several times.

The idea is: to write a real work.

And after this thought came together, it took root and sprouted in his mind like a man possessed, growing crazily.

I can't suppress it even if I want to.

Humans are all social animals. Who can be immune to fame and fortune?

It's just that everyone's yearning for and interpretation of Vanity Fair is different, to varying degrees.

But if you are like so-and-so said, "You don't love money and you are not interested in money", then it is just for fun and pretending to be 13.

Don't take it too seriously!

Otherwise, whoever takes it seriously is a fool.

If you don’t believe me, go watch that video. When so-and-so said this, the host next to him looked constipated. Maybe he wished he could kill him with one finger? Let you pretend to be Y.

Therefore, when others treat you as a writer, you really have to do something.

Otherwise, no matter how high the people in the village praise you today, they will trample you down in the future!

Although Zhang Xuan is not a very capable person, he still cares about face and has vanity. He didn't want to give these people the opportunity to add insult to injury.

In fact, Zhang Xuan has conducted self-analysis regarding writing.

In his previous life, he was a teacher majoring in Chinese language and literature. Although he has never written anything that made him famous, he is actually not too unfamiliar with literature and has certain writing skills.

This is also the reason why he has no pressure to submit articles, and he can hit the mark every time he casts.

In his previous life, he enjoyed reading, practicing boxing, taking walks, and playing badminton in his spare time.

When it comes to reading, Zhang Xuan’s favorite writers are Mai Jia, Jia Pingtu and Haruki Murakami.

Especially the former, he is a die-hard fan. He has bought every one of his books and read them over and over again. I even read some books no less than 20 times in my life.

Not only have I read it, but I have also copied it when I was writing, so I can say that I am quite familiar with its writing style and writing style.

Where is Mai Jia now? What are you doing?

Zhang Xuan suddenly had this idea in his mind.

If my guess is correct, I am still in the army and my writing journey has just begun. It will be a few years before my first novel "Purple and Dark" is published.

It would still be ten years before The Conspiracy came out.

But Zhang Xuan had no intention of "secret plotting". This is Mai Jia's truly famous work, the pinnacle of his work, and the work that won the 7th Mao Dun Literature Award.

Out of respect for Mai Jia, he never thought of reaching out to this book. Leave it to others.

On the contrary, he prefers "the sound of wind" and "the sea of ​​life" to "the conspiracy".

He especially knows "Wind Sound" because he has dismembered this work.

Do you want to write about "the rumor"?

Can you write it yourself?

Zhang Xuan had no doubts about whether he could write it out, and was even confident.

Maybe the writing style and writing structure of my works are different in many places, but I can definitely tell the story completely.

Do you want to write?

Do you want to write?

Should I write it or not?

Thinking of the deep expectations of my uncle and mother, and the enthusiastic faces of thousands of people in the village. Zhang Xuan asked three soul questions in his mind.

The troubles of becoming famous!

The confusion of vanity!

This time I was really tricked by my mother and uncle. Well, Aunt Zhang Ru and his wife are not good people either. They have been making trouble outside a lot these days.

After thinking about it for a long time, and finally in doubt, he thought of a way: to leave the decision-making power to his ancestors.

Just do it! Dear ancestor!

He got up and went to the bottom of the shrine. He reached out and touched the buttons and found a pair of hexagrams.

Rural custom: When you are in doubt, you should kowtow to the gods and ask for divination.

This time he planned to use hexagrams for divination.

If it is a holy hexagram of one yin and one yang, he will write it.

If it is a Yin hexagram with both sides facing downwards, he will not write it.

If it is a Yang hexagram with both sides facing upward, he will divine it again.

Okay, the probability of the Holy Hexagram is one-third.

Of course, if the eighteenth generation of the old Zhang family's ancestors asked him to write it, the holy hexagram would definitely be 100% accurate.

He burned three incense sticks reverently and some paper money. After bowing three times, he knelt on the ground respectfully.

After muttering something to his mind, he threw the hexagram in his hand into the sky.

Then…

Snapped! With a sound, one side of the hexagram appears to be the negative side.

And what about the other hexagram?

Fuck it, it's spinning like a top...

I can't stand it anymore. Can you hurry up?

Still turning, you still turn...

You transfer again...

Zhang Xuan, who couldn't wait any longer, directly covered it with one hand, and with a snap, the hexagram stopped.

Release your hands, Yang side!

Hey! I knew it would be positive!

One yin and one yang, holy hexagram. Good omen!

These ancestors didn't have any great skills, but when they did bad things, they were not merciful.

He stood up again, bowed to the shrine, put the hexagram back, said sorry to Mai Jia in his heart, and returned to the room.

Starting today, he plans to write "The Wind".

The work "Wind" has more than 200,000 words. He plans to write 3,000 to 5,000 words every day, all in manuscript, tinkering with it, and plans to finish it in 2 to 3 months.

He could have written it in less time, but Zhang Xuan did not intend to do so.

Because he wants to lie about his youthful experience and cover up lies.

He plans to buy dozens or hundreds of relevant information books back, and also plans to use the summer vacation to visit some elderly people in the village, especially those soldiers who have retired from the army.

Among them are the intelligence workers of the Republic of China who have survived to this day.

These are his precious assets, showing his creative inspiration and "source" to the outside world.

Why did he use a manuscript?

Because only when hundreds, thousands, or tens of thousands of manuscripts are strung together can it be convincing to others and make others awe.

Comrade Mai, I'm sorry. I'll borrow this one from you first. It won't affect your status. After finding a new notebook, Zhang Xuan muttered this again, thought for a while, and then started writing.

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ps: I originally wanted to write the book "The Conspiracy" to become completely famous, but I had uneasy conscience and was afraid of being criticized.