Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

Because Nahe publications will be officially released around the 20th, and the settlement of manuscript fees will be in October, and it is estimated that it will be mid-October at the earliest, so wait slowly.

"The manuscript fee is estimated to arrive in the middle or late next month, so don't worry." Wan Feng explained for Qu Yang.

"Thank you, Xiao Wan. It seems that you are my lucky star. I will publish my works as soon as you come." Qu Yang sincerely thanked Wan Feng.

"Mr. Qu, this has nothing to do with me, it's because of your good writing."

"It should be you who picked it well. There are so many manuscripts, but you just picked out this one. Hey, why didn't you take those manuscripts that you threw out? You should have a reason for not wanting it. Tell me and listen to it! "

"You really want to hear it?"

"Of course, the reason you don't want it may be the shortcomings of my works."

Makes sense.

Wan Feng suddenly felt that he might be able to change the consciousness in Qu Yang's head. If he couldn't, there would be no loss. If he could change his world view, it would be a good thing.

"Then let me tell you, I don't have much research on literary techniques, but I think I'm pretty good at reading stories. I like to read works that make people feel happy and full of passion after reading them, rather than feeling uncomfortable after reading them. What did I say to expose the darkness of society and directly hit the filth in people’s hearts? I don’t need to read such works. If I were to write instead, I would write about the fair things in society instead of writing Those dark sides, if you want to write about it now, you should write about reform themes, and establish the image of those positive figures in reform and opening up."

Qu Yang was a little puzzled: "Isn't that something like Gao Daquan?"

"Teacher Qu, I don't think a writer who has no political stance will never become an excellent writer. A person who specializes in writing about darkness is doomed to have a dark and dirty mind, and his character is not much better. I That’s how I understand it. Regardless of whether you are a high-level figure or not, I hope you can write some works about reform and opening up figures in European songs. Then your works will definitely be published in newspapers and periodicals frequently, otherwise you may become some famous people in the future. A tool used by certain forces."

Wan Feng is not scaremongering. In the later period, there were many writers in the society who wrote all kinds of bad articles about the country, and they were finally used as dissidents and public intellectuals.

Just like there was once a famous Internet writer, several of his works have been sought after by many people.

Wan Feng also read several of his works in the last life, and it was really cool to read at first, but after reading a few books, Wan Feng found that the Chinese people described by this writer are all mean and dirty, and all women are like prostitutes. The sky seems to be always dark, and his works do not give people a little positive thing, but instill a pessimistic feeling that life is worse than death.

Ever since he understood this, Wan Feng has never read a single of his works.

And it was expected that the author would be blocked after becoming a public knowledge, and he had the face to say that he was forced to become a public knowledge.

Wan Feng does not want Qu Yang to become such a writer in the future.

"You said that if I write works on this kind of subject, it will become popular?"

"For sure, although there are many dark things in society, as long as we look for the shining factors with bright eyes, the world will be full of hope and sunshine in your eyes. Look for and discover the bright factors and put them Record it, teacher, you will definitely succeed, come on!"

Wan Feng's bewitching words ignited Qu Yang's fighting spirit: "I will succeed! I will succeed!"

Walking out of the teacher's office, Wan Feng was smiling, hoping that from today on, Quyang's world view would undergo some changes, and he would stop writing things that would make one's will slump.

Back in the classroom, the first class has also begun.

Yu Guo approached the classroom with a renewed spirit: "Hello, students, the teacher's family members have experienced some physical problems in the past two days. Please forgive me for delaying the course for a few days in the hospital. Now we start class."

While speaking, Yu Guo's eyes swept across Wan Feng's face,

Slightly nodded.

Soon the first class was over, and when the get out of class was over, Wan Feng was sitting in the classroom and Yang Dejun was talking.

Just after saying a few words, I suddenly found two sophomore students lying on the back window.

Wan Feng recognized one of them as a student named Fu Wengu, and the other Wan Feng couldn't name for the time being.

These two students usually get very close to Sun Jin.

"Li Xin! Sun Jin told you to go to the riverside after school at noon."

Li Xin sat on the seat with his head down, holding a book in his hand, his face was very pale.

Wan Feng turned his head and glanced at Fu Wengu, turned around without saying anything and continued chatting with Yang Dejun.

"I heard that I will meet you by the river at twelve o'clock at noon. Your girlfriend will be there then. If you don't go, you'd better go back to the three-point game in the afternoon."

Fu Wengu and the student left with a smug smile.

After they left, Wan Feng turned to look at Li Xin, and then saw Zhang Han who was gloating.

"Get out!" Wan Feng said to Zhang Han coldly.

"What did you say?"

"I'll tell you to get out and come in after class."

When Wan Feng was not here these few days, the comparison had actually caused trouble for Wang Dong several times. It is strange that Wan Feng gave him good face.

Zhang Han stood up from his seat: "Say it again..."

Before he finished speaking, Li Mingdou, who was sitting in the last row, kicked Zhang Han's ass.

Zhang Han staggered forward and was about to hit the desk, but was pulled by Wan Feng to avoid hitting the desk.

"Now you can get out in style, right?"

Zhang Han looked back at Li Mingdou, he didn't know Li Mingdou's background very well.

"Li Mingdou, what do you mean?"

"If you don't get lost, I'll beat you out!" Li Mingdou said indifferently.

"Okay, you wait!" Zhang Han went out angrily after finishing speaking.

There was no sound in the class, and this was the first time that Class 1 of the ninth year had a conflict in the class.

Zhang Xuan looked at Wan Feng as if he didn't know him. How could this guy be so cold and serious?

"Li Xin, tell me what are your plans?" Wan Feng asked expressionlessly.

"Wan Feng, what do you think I should do?" Li Xin asked pitifully.

He's a little overwhelmed right now.

"Do you dare to go to the riverside at noon?"

Li Xin didn't answer, sweat dripped from his forehead.

"Look at your bear, say something, go or not!" Wan Feng got a little angry.

It's not a dead person, how many cents are you afraid of?

Xu Shi was stimulated by Wan Feng's words, Li Xin suddenly raised his head: "Go!"

"It's easy to handle, and you don't have to worry about the rest. It's time to go to class, and it's time to eat at noon. I'm here!"

After Wan Feng finished speaking with a straight face, the next moment he made a face at Zhang Xuan who was staring at him intently.

Zhang Xuan couldn't laugh or cry.

This thing is serious for a minute!

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