Mother Yang said unhappily: "You are already sixteen years old, if you put it before liberation, you can already get married and have a baby!" ”

Yang Zijian knew that Yang's mother was still thinking in the countryside, so he had to laugh and say: "Mom is right, your words are Wei Guangzheng." However, Grandpa Chang wants me to glorify my ancestors, and my ancestors for thousands and hundreds of years are looking at me, so you say, do I still want to go to college? Or just drop out of school and give birth to a baby? And now it's family planning, no matter how you can give birth, you can only give birth to one! ”

"Look at your mouth, I just said one sentence, and you gave ten sentences, are you reading so many books to deal with your mother?" Mother Yang was angry and funny, and twisted her son's mouth and cheeks with both hands, but she still stubbornly said, "I still think Zhang Jin is the best." ”

After saying that, she walked to the back window and pushed the windows open one by one, letting the evening breeze blow in and washing away the smell of smoke in the living room.

"Mom, I have to go further, they are my wings!" Yang Zijian smiled in the tone of an animated scumbag, walked to the window leisurely, and looked at the scenery outside, from here you can see the canteen, Dongpo Road, the school gate, the bearing factory, and the Minjiang River in the distance, in the blurred night, it looks extremely mysterious, beautiful and magnificent, just like your own life, a different life, not a lifetime of vision.

At this time, the bell rang at the end of the self-study at half past nine o'clock.

After a while, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door, and then the door "snapped" and was vigorously pushed open, as if a bandit had entered the door, startling Yang Zijian.

It turned out to be Lan Xue and Jiang Yun, two long-distance runners, who entered the Lan family's dormitory one after the other, bringing bursts of fragrant breeze, sweeping away the tranquility in the room.

Lan Xue first grabbed Yang Zijian's left hand and asked, "Has Teacher Lin passed?" ”

Yang Zijian put his fingers up into a V and said with a smile: "It's passed." ”

Lan Xue and Wang Yun shouted happily in unison, "Great." "These days, they are also constantly proofreading and revising, and they also have a part to credit for this book, and they like it very much, because they see their own shadow in the book.

Lan Xue felt like Lin Yuxiang, who didn't like many things in reality, and wanted to ridicule them, including her own family parents, including the school society, so she especially liked Bai Yang's books.

Wang Yun thinks that his Susan is stable and conservative, focusing on his studies and career, but he silently cares about and misses Yang Zijian, and would rather sacrifice himself to let Yang Zijian maintain a correct learning attitude and outlook on life.

Lan Xue shook Yang Zijian's left hand, like a little girl who had received candy, and said happily: "Great, Zijian, great!" She suddenly cried, "I have always felt that I am a lonely person, my thoughts are different from all others, therefore, I have always wanted to find peers with a common language, communicate together, make progress together, work together, walk on this long road of life, no longer lonely." Now with this novel, I understand that I am not alone, with you, with Lin Yuxiang......"

Yang Zijian sighed secretly: If it is in the Internet era, in the QQ era, you can become a famous V! But now, the phone is inconvenient, communication relies on letter writing, and the smarter and more knowledgeable the teenager, the more lonely and lonely.

Wang Yun is very sympathetic, she is also because she is excellent, she wants to find excellent companions of the opposite sex of the same age, and is constantly misunderstood, she praised: "Zijian, only you can write such works, although you are not forced by your father to memorize ancient texts like Lin Yuxiang, but you memorize ancient books such as "The Book of Songs", "Dream of Red Mansions", "Analects" by picking up garbage, starting in the countryside, growing up in a small town, studying in the city, and expressing your sharp views on all aspects of society through the character of Lin Yuxiang......

Yang Zijian interrupted with a smile: "This book is still early to be published." I now hope that in November, "Reader" and "United Literature" will publish my excellent essays; Many magazines such as "Sprout", "Children's Literature", "Chinese Campus Literature", and "Juvenile Literature and Art" will publish my campus literature; In addition, magazines such as "Fujian Province Literature", "Strait", "Fujian Province Countryside", and "Yanhuang" published my local prose. This wave of work publication will bring me a lot of popularity in the domestic province, so that my royalty will increase a little, at least to 10%! ”

Wang Yun frowned and condemned: "Zijian, you can't keep thinking about money. As a newcomer, we must have lofty dreams, we are the future masters of the society, and we must have a sense of responsibility. If we have the ability, we should give back to the society as much as possible and help more people in need. ”

Wang Yun is a bit similar to Tian Xiaoxia in "Ordinary World", although she is not perfect, she has a lively and cheerful personality, positive thinking, and helpfulness.

Lan Xue rarely agreed: "Wang Yun is right, we are student cadres, we should develop in a more meaningful direction, this novel, write our views on family, society, education, feelings, is our voice, its appearance, let us see ourselves clearly, express our hearts, make fewer mistakes, and face life with tolerance." ”

Yang Zijian was criticized by the two girls, scratched his head, and said with a smile: "I understand, if this book becomes famous, in addition to the first edition, the second and third editions and even the N edition, I will donate it to the Hope Cause, so that readers can understand that it will always work if you buy triple and donate to the school!" ”

"Wow, that's great!" Wang Yun and Lan Xue, the two students with progressive thoughts, their eyes lit up, nodded again and again, smiling like a flower, and felt that their ideological work had been successful, so that Yang Zijian, who was backward in thinking and had a very low consciousness, became a selfless and dedicated person, with a sense of accomplishment and satisfaction, the more he looked at Yang Zijian, the more he liked it, if it weren't for Yang's mother in the kitchen, if it wasn't for the other party's eyesore, he couldn't wait to pounce on him and kiss it to show praise.

Of course, Yang Zijian has his own set of ideas, he is no longer like the original author of Triple who needs to use manuscript fees to make a living and maintain a car, he has his own family business, he has a certain share, as long as Nantang can become China's first tourist town, he has a steady stream of funds, as long as he maintains a high cultural visibility, he can enhance the fame of Nantang tourism, which is complementary to each other, he has been branded with Fujian studies and local culture, and the Nantang series of essays will also be published at that time.

In addition, next year's sophomore year of high school, he will publish books such as "Flower Rainy Season", and in his freshman year, he will publish "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty", and then there will be historical novels such as "New Song Dynasty" and "Shangpin Hanshi", these royalties will be endless, and too much money will be pressed, he is not an industrialist, and he does not want to become a big enjoyment, so he must find a source for money to repay the society, and promote and promote traditional history and culture.