Chapter 146 Half of a man is a woman
Wang Zixu asked: "How do you feel?"
Ye Lan said: "Hmm..."
Wang Zixu asked: "Isn't it cool enough?"
Ye Lan said: "Hmm..." ...Let me take it easy."
"It's okay, don't hold back, just say it if you have any opinions, I can bear it."
Ye Lan threw the manuscript on the table: "This is the first time I've read such a long piece of literature, I don't understand how you want me to comment!"
Wang Zixu said patiently: "What I'm looking for is an amateur like you. You just need to tell me based on your instinct whether it looks good or not, and do you want to continue reading?"
Ye Lan looked confused: "I don't know if it's good or not. This is my first time reading this kind of literature book. In fact, I couldn't understand it for a long time at first, but I couldn't understand it inexplicably. However, I persisted and watched so much, so you asked me if it looks good... I think it looks good, right? "
That day Wang Zixu asked Ye Lan to meet, and she came excitedly, wearing a white short-sleeved sweater that she had never worn before, a black polka-dot dress, gray stockings wrapped around her legs, and a pair of wedge-heeled leather shoes.
When they arrived at the appointed coffee shop to meet, Wang Zixu turned around and took out a stack of manuscript paper that was so big that it made her faint, saying that he wanted her to appreciate it. When Ye Lan saw the densely packed words on the manuscript paper, she suddenly suffered from panic disorder caused by years of compulsory education. After Wang Zixu persuaded her for a long time to make a serious promise, she read tens of thousands of words in one breath.
Ye Lan complained: "I really don't understand, why do you want me to read it? Don't you have many friends who are engaged in literature? Why don't you invite them to read it."
Wang Zixu said: "I This book does not lack professional opinions, and I hope that it can be enjoyed by ordinary readers and even people who do not read. It is like Bai Juyi showing it to the old woman every time he writes a poem. His request is that the old woman can understand it. ”
Ye Lan asked curiously: "What is the old woman?"
"It's the old lady."
Ye Lan became angry: "You "You say I'm an old lady?"
"This is a metaphor," Wang Zixu explained quickly, "and I've shown it to them a long time ago."
"Yes."
Ye Lan Raise the volume: "Does that mean you will show it to me at the end?"
"I don't rule out that there will be new suitable candidates in the future, and I will show it to others."
Ye Lan took a gulp of coffee and put down the cup: "I'm so angry!"
Wang Zixu had no idea what kind of anger she was angry at, and it was a bit inexplicable.
Wang Zixu prepared a revision notebook for his "Chinese version of "One Hundred Years of Solitude". Every time he showed it to a friend, he would write down the omissions and errors that should be corrected. Now, he has memorized hundreds of pages.
When he showed it to Lin Feng earlier, he held the manuscript paper, frowned for a long time, and pondered for a long time before saying:
"The front This modification looks perfect, but when it comes to the spy game, it feels weird."
Wang Zixu felt nervous: "What's weird?"
Lin Feng said: "This Shen Ci, what is his motivation? Why does he keep obstructing the protagonist? Although it is very exciting, but when I think about it carefully, I find that it cannot stand up to scrutiny, and I feel that the whole story is too flimsy and not as exciting as the previous ones."
Wang Zixu was silent for a while and said: "I have written before that Shen Ci had a personal plot, but later deleted it because there were too many words."
Lin Feng said: "I think we should add it, otherwise I always feel that this character cannot be established, so it is better not to write it at all."
Wang Zixu said: "There is a very important turning point related to this person later, and I really have to write it."
Lin Feng said: "Then let's add it."
Wang Zixu wrote it down in his notebook and said: "Yes, the more you change the words, the more words you add."
Lin Feng said: "Don't think about the word count. I read this book in one sitting and felt very good and very excited. I think this is our China's "One Hundred Years of Solitude". To say it is weird is to be picky, because this part of the plot is very compact, but it doesn't stand up. If you think about it carefully, you will feel that it is fake. "
Wang Zixu said seriously: "I want this book to be read more than once, so this problem must be solved. But the key is that even if this plot is added, I am not sure whether it can achieve the effect I want."
Lin Feng said: "Don't worry, there is still time now, you change it first, I will help you read it as soon as I have time."
Wang Zixu asked: "Aren't you going to compete for the Fei Literary Award?"
Lin Feng smiled bitterly: "I tried a novel before, and it was a mess. Oops, I’m too embarrassed to show it. I’m still more suitable for reportage. The Reporting Society Literature Award will be announced soon, and I plan to compete for this award.” Zixu felt sorry for him, but he understood his choice and patted him on the shoulder: “This field you are studying is also very meaningful.”
Lin Feng said: "No, my works are not as meaningful as yours. Your works are broader and can touch the deeper issues of society more deeply."
After saying this, he sighed: "You must complete this work well. I have a hunch that this work will not only have a huge impact on you personally, but also on the entire society."
The prince smiled and said: "Thank you for your good words, I hope it will have a positive impact."
Lin Feng said: "By the way, you can also send it to Ning Cainu for help. Let’s see.”
When the Ning Chun Banquet was mentioned, Wang Zixu felt a headache. When Lin Feng saw that he was silent, he asked, “What’s wrong?”
Wang Zixu was surprised and said: "A quarrel?"
Is his relationship with Ning Chunyan good enough to "quarrel"? In Lin Feng's eyes, was their relationship so close?
This shocked him.
Lin Feng smiled mysteriously: "It's nothing. Show it to her, her opinion will definitely be more professional than mine."
Wang Zixu said: "I showed it to her. Her evaluation was okay..."
He hesitated to speak. What bothered him was not this manuscript, but the little prince's manuscript that was to be submitted to the "New Appreciation" magazine.
The manuscript was almost finished, but he didn’t know who to give it to for comments.
Ning Chunyan will definitely not make any comments. She has a filter, and as long as it is a manuscript submitted by the little prince, she will say "good, good, good". She had said before in the magazine that even if it was a collection of slutty stories, she would publish it as prose.
In addition to her, he can also give the manuscript to Cheng Xing or the poet, but they also have filters. Besides, he didn't want to talk to them about things other than work, which would increase the risk of exposure.
Then, the remaining candidates are very limited.
So, he placed a new stack of manuscript paper in front of Ye Lan.
Ye Lan stared: "What is this?"
"Another novel, please help me read it," Wang Zixu said, "This one is not long, only 10,000 to 20,000 words, and it is very easy. After reading it, give me some advice."
Ye Lan was furious: " Isn’t ten thousand or twenty thousand words long? Even 500-word Chinese reading comprehension materials are long!”
Wang Zixu said with relief, “You don’t need to do reading comprehension, just feel it, and then tell me what you think.”
Ye Lan turned around.
Wang Zixu leaned over and whispered: "I'll treat you to milk tea."
"If I don't drink, everyone will get fat."
"Then whatever you want, just ask me, as long as I can afford it, I will give it to you in return."
Ye Lan became happy: "This is what you said! I have a Yves Saint Laurent lipstick that I have been eyeing for a long time. Buy it for me."
Wang Zixu nodded quickly, OK, OK. Only then did Ye Lan pick up his manuscript.
The tone of this manuscript is completely different from the previous one.
The background of the story takes place on a university campus. The male protagonist is a young man who is confused, lies, has an awkward personality, is narcissistic and has low self-esteem.
He is very smart, has out-of-the-box ideas, is talented, has read many books, understands many truths, and has great guidance. But he was timid and lazy, and never followed through on an idea. Therefore, when asked about his achievements, he was often speechless. Just like many young college students.
One day, he met a girl.
This girl is strong, sincere, and has no pretentiousness or kitsch. She understood all his humor and his inner aloofness and cowardice. If he has read a thousand books, then she has read two thousand; if he has watched a thousand movies, then she has watched two thousand; if he pretends to be something that is difficult for ordinary people to understand, she will pretend to be even more incomprehensible.
About thirty people chased her, and she fell in love with two of them, but it didn't last more than a week. Her biggest hobby is reading poetry, but she is not smart enough to write it; her biggest worry is that she only has a B-cup cup; what she looks forward to most is the emergence of a decent person who can understand her world.
Ye Lan turned the page.
Seeing this, she probably guessed the next plot: This should be a campus love story. This boy will definitely chase this girl, and then he will be bumped into.
Even though she guessed the next plot, she was still pushed by a mysterious force to continue reading. The male and female protagonists are both very good, and she feels very involved.
However, this story is not an ordinary romantic comedy. What follows is a super development that stunned Ye Lan:
After the male protagonist completely messed up an event and was about to lose the heroine, he activated his super power and returned to the past.
The male protagonist has the ability to go back to the past. He once tried to use this ability to live a perfect life, but he soon discovered that the world was too complicated, and sometimes what seemed perfect was often a beautifully disguised trap. For this reason, he had to keep going back until his memory became confused. Then one day he suddenly realized that he was aging.
So he lay down, instead of spending his limited life in a complicated world, it would be better to stay in school. So he kept going back and changing schools every four years until he met the heroine.
Ye Lan continued reading.
Sure enough, the male protagonist’s calculations went as expected. He thought he had the authority of God and it would be easy to win a girl’s heart, but he didn’t expect that he messed up time and time again.
In the end, he discovered a huge secret: this girl, coincidentally, also has super powers.
The heroine is actually a person who was born more than 100 years ago. Her ability is to be like a snake that swallows its own tail, deleting the past existence. The time squeezed out can keep her body young forever.
However, if she deletes her past, she will not remember what happened in the past.
So, the male protagonist who only has the past and no future falls in love with the female protagonist who has no past but only the future.
The story has reached an impasse here: if the heroine chooses to live with the hero, she will use up her time, age and die.
In order to prevent her from dying, the hero had to keep going back to the past, re-recognizing the heroine, and reliving the separations that had happened.
If the heroine chooses to live, the best way is to permanently delete the memory of the hero. She will continue to sail into the future like a train, while the hero will stay in the past and never meet again.
Ye Lan turned the page again.
“The whole text is over.”
The story ends here.
Ye Lan dropped the manuscript paper.
The prince said in false alarm: "What are you doing?"
Ye Lan said frantically: "What's at the back? Why is the back gone? What happened to the male protagonist? Is the female protagonist dead? Please finish writing for me!"
Wang Zixu said depressedly: "It's already finished."
"No way!" Ye Lan grabbed his collar and gritted his teeth, "I don't want Yves Saint Laurent. The lipstick is on, please finish writing it for me, immediately, immediately!"
Wang Zixu opened her hand and said, "That's it, I have finished writing all the content I want to express, so it should end here. The next content is just for everyone's enjoyment, but it is actually detrimental to my expression..."
Ye Lan shook his shoulders: "I don't care! I just want to watch it for fun! Please finish writing it for me..."
It took about half an hour for Ye Lan to calm down. Wang Zixu ordered her a cup of milk tea, and Ye Lan planned to have a good chat with him.
"Is this really written by you?" Ye Lan asked, "I feel it is different from the first one you gave me. I am more engaged in reading this one. Of course, it is not that the first one is not good, but I am very fascinated by the second one. , I feel that the plot can surpass those bloody TV series."
"Well, you feel right, the first one was written by me, and the second one was written by the little prince."
Ye Lan thought for a while and said: "Oh, I understand, you wrote and published the second article in the name of the little prince, right? That's great, that's great. This one will definitely be a big hit, and it might even be adapted into a movie."
p>Wang Zixu said: "I never thought about that."
What he thought was that he could do business for Ning Chunyan.
Ye Lan knocked the milk tea on the table with the momentum of a pile driver, frowned and said: "You have to think, let me tell you, when you see how invested you are in the beginning of this story, I will be more interested when you see the 'full text' in the back." Explosion, if you don’t want to be criticized by readers, just finish it!”
Wang Zixu had a headache: “Is it that serious? But I haven’t thought about how to write it next.”
"Think about it! Think about it quickly. Tell me as soon as you think about it, preferably before tonight. I want to have a good sleep tonight."
After talking about this topic, Ye Lan couldn't help but bring the topic to reality: "I saw a house in Donghai, 80 square meters, close to the company, just move in with your bags. , it’s 1.7 million, which I can’t afford alone. I’m thinking, you’re going to move in together, we’ll pay off the mortgage together, and each of us will own half of the property.” After hearing this, Wang Zixu was a little confused: “Is this possible? We are not related, can we buy a house together?”
Ye Lan rolled his eyes: "I don't like hearing what you are saying. Aren't we partners? Am I afraid that you will run away? Think about it, you rent a house for 5,000 to 6,000 yuan a month, and the mortgage payment is also 5,000 to 6,000 yuan a month. You pay all the money for renting a house to the landlord, and after paying off the mortgage loan, you can still buy a house. Where can you find such a good thing?"
Wang Zixu said: "I'm just afraid of the inconvenience of living together."
Ye Lanji said: "I don't even dislike you!"
Wang Zixu said he would consider it, and they made an appointment to go see the house together when they have time. Before leaving, Ye Lan repeatedly emphasized that she must finish writing the article "A Man Without a Future and a Woman without a Past" and write a happy ending that satisfies her, otherwise she would come to disturb him if she couldn't sleep at night. Wang Zixu agreed blankly.
On the way home, he suddenly remembered that the review for the postgraduate entrance examination had just begun. More than half of the "Chinese version of "One Hundred Years of Solitude" had not been revised. He originally wanted to give it to Ning Chunyan as a short story, but now it has added a lot of workload.
What’s next?
(End of this chapter)