Chapter 33: Inspiration Strikes
The roof of the building, the roof of a corner of the city, has become a place for "Brother Xian" to meditate alone and "repent" since that chance. But it's not often, and the door to the top of the building is not always open, and "Brother Xian" has figured out a rule by himself, and the door will open every weekend.
"Brother Xian" will quietly climb up after the morning run, before the sun comes out, standing on the top of the building, overlooking the newly awakened city, the clear Nanshan, stretch out his arms, is to welcome, but also to let go. The sun gradually turns from a red apple to a carrot slice, bathed in sunlight, kills every "virus" cell, activates every cell, opens every hairy eye, and lets every grain of sunlight penetrate into the heartββ
That day, when "Brother Xian" and "Brother Fei" were having dinner, under his "instigation" and "temptation", they ate two more bowls of rice, and suddenly felt that their stomachs were about to burst. "Brother Xian" also used the methods of "instigation" and "temptation" to let "Brother Fei" accompany him to the playground to eliminate food, "Brother Fei" raised his fat, round hand, and tried every means to break free from the hands of "Brother Xian", and said: Brother Xian, I finally ate it, I am not willing to waste it so quickly!
In desperation, "Brother Xian" wandered along the path in the campus, walked out of the small north gate, came to the college road, and turned right from the college road to the affiliated primary school and middle school, the street lights were already on, and the road was full of people in a hurry. "Brother Xian" held his belly, holding his stomach like a pregnant woman, swaying and walking, and suddenly heard a loud sound of "bang-bang-" -
"Brother Xian" couldn't help but be startled, stood in place, and looked around -- a bookstore opposite, it was vaguely visible that it was a bookstore that mainly engaged in primary schools and junior high school teaching aids, and a bunch of people instantly gathered on the motorway at the door, surrounded by water; "Brother Xian" saw a car that had just started through a panicked figure and rear-ended a moving motorcycle through the panicked figure.
"Brother Xian" was watching, and a middle-aged couple walked over from the zebra crossing across the road, and when he walked past him, the woman's mouth muttered: Now people are not careful, but fortunately, the children and adults on the motorcycle are just scratching a little skin, even if they are lucky! The man smiled and said: The boy in the car and the boy on the motorcycle are still classmates, what a coincidence!
The woman continued: You don't see that the motorcycle rider looks like a migrant worker, and the adult who got off the car wanted to pay the bill at first, and when his son recognized the collision with the local classmate, he told the adult, the adult talent-
Saying that, the two walked away, and the hanging heart of "Brother Xian" finally let go, and continued to walk forward, and a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind, just like holding an oil-paper umbrella, meeting the lilac-like girl in the rainy alley, and a realistic and living material was placed in front of him.
After this, the "pregnant belly" has also quietly shrunk a little, and the stomach is obviously much more comfortable. The thoughts and ideas in the brain of "Brother Xian" are like fermented dough, rapidly expanding, like an arrow from the string, ready to go, almost want to break through the brain case and escape out of the body, immediately turn around, quickly run back to the dormitory, rush to his bed, take out a notebook from his bag, quickly write down the ideas and outline, and then sit down excitedly.
The rest of the dormitory had already gone out, only "Brother Fei" was still there, holding a few biscuits in his hand, staring at his eyes that were squeezed into a slit because of fat, looking at him motionlessly, from the moment he entered the door until "Brother Xian" slowly sat down. "Brother Xian" "Whew-Whew-Whew-" Panting slowly, he looked at "Brother Fei" with a smile on his face, and raised his hand to signal: Brother Fei-you continue--continue-
"Brother Fei" "click-" took a bite, still frightened, trembling at "Brother Xian", and asked: Brother Xian, are you okay - it won't be broken, right?" "Brother Xian" took a long breath, shook his hand, and said with a smile: "Brother Fei, I'll treat you to a big meal after a while, so that you can eat enough at one time!"
After listening to this, the upper and lower masseter muscles began to move rapidly, laughed happily "hey, hey, hey", clapped his hands after eating, and said: Let's go-Brother Xian-study room! "Brother Xian" picked up his schoolbag and put the book of the ideas he had just recorded into it, and the two entered the study room, and each found a relatively quiet place to sit down, and "Brother Xian" took out the manuscript paper, thought for a while, and wrote the title "Story?"ββ It was done overnight, in one go, with the beginning and the end, the suspense setting, and then re-read from beginning to end, with slight modifications, and the draft of a short novel of more than 1,000 words was completed.
"Brother Xian" felt a kind of excitement that was difficult to print, and he couldn't help but secretly enjoy himself in his heart, took out his excerpt from his school bag, and screened two goals from the recorded essay information and the submission address of literary journals: "Selected Miniature Novels" and "Small Fiction Monthly", and decided to submit articles to "Selected Miniature Novels" first according to the order of the journal level; Copy the two copies neatly, and then write down sincere and humble words such as compliments, annoyance, annoyance, and guidance to the editor separately, attach your contact information, and carefully fold and clip them in the textbook. Only then did he take a long breath, calm down his excitement, looked at his watch, it was still early, and he took out his textbook and began to study seriously.
"Brother Xian" returned to the dormitory, and was filled with "inspiration" and "ideas" before putting it into action, a kind of relieved pleasure, and self-satisfaction still echoed in his heart. While everyone was busy washing up, "Brother Xian" sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed, casually touched the clean and tidy, shiny harmonica, and his lips wandered aimlessly on it-
"Toot-toot-toot-" The phone rang, everyone looked at each other, "Brother Xian" was obviously pouring into his own piano sound, "Brother Shan" pulled his slippers, leaving a string of wet footprints on the ground, and ran to the phone: Hey, who are you looking for?
"Brother Shan" didn't hear the "piano sound" of "Brother Xian" too clearly, so he tapped his finger on the table, and raised his finger to "Brother Xian" and "shh-shh
After listening, "Brother Shan" took off the earpiece angrily and shook it in front of "Brother Xian"; "Brother Xian" looked at him with some confusion and surprise, swallowed slowly, hesitantly took the earpiece, and said: Hey-
Brother Xian - Liu Guixian, I've finished reading the book, I'll give it back to you this weekend, and I'll call you then! Before he could say anything, the phone hung up. "Brother Xian" shook his head helplessly, put down the earpiece, took the toiletries, and walked directly towards the water room.