After Cao Zizheng finished greeting Editor Cheng, he glanced at Xiao Fei, and a smile appeared on Banzheng's face: "Xiao Fei, you also come to the symposium." ”

"Hello Professor Cao." Xiao Fei greeted Cao Zizheng.

"Well, let's go, let's go up together." Cao Zizheng said, and walked towards the stairs first.

In the conference room, there was a long oval-shaped conference table, and more than 30 people participated in the discussion, including five or six teachers from the Chinese Department and more than 20 students.

Cao Zizheng and Editor Cheng sat in the main seat on the left and right.

"Today, Mr. Cheng came to have a discussion with you, this opportunity is rare, you must cherish it, if you want to ask, you can ask, and Mr. Cheng will answer it for you. Everyone applauds and welcomes Mr. Cheng! Cao Zizheng made an opening remark first.

"Whoa—"

The audience applauded warmly.

Editor Cheng got up and nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "Good morning, teachers and students, it's a pleasure to meet you, I'm Cheng Yongxin, and now I'm the editor in charge of "Harvest", everyone can vote to me if you have excellent review manuscripts or novels in hand in the future, I can guarantee that you will never let your good manuscripts be buried." ”

This is an invitation to all of you.

This is also the duty of editors.

Editor Cheng came to Beijing on a business trip this time, mainly to visit some old writers.

Coming to Peking University for a discussion is also an important part of Cheng Editor's itinerary. The Department of Chinese at Peking University is the best Chinese department in China, with strong strength and many famous teachers, and many professors are literary giants.

The Chinese Department of Peking University has also produced some famous writers, such as Liu Zhenyun, Chen Jiangong, Huang Peijia, Zhang Manling, etc.

However, the Chinese Department of Peking University in the past hundred years has really cultivated first-class literary masters, but there are only a few of them.

The most of them are literary researchers, such as literary critics, literary theorists, and so on.

Literary criticism is also a very important part of literature, and Editor Cheng actually wanted to ask for a few excellent criticism manuscripts when he came here this time.

As the most famous literary journal in China, Harvest also needs high-level critical articles.

Editor Cheng finished. His eyes swept to Xiao Fei, who was sitting on his left, and then said, "The one sitting on my left, do you know everyone?" ”

After Editor Cheng finished speaking, there was silence in the conference room for a few seconds. No one responded.

"Acquaintance, he is Xiao Fei, the author of "Fish Walking on Land", "Bright Sword", and "First Close Contact". A short-haired girl saw that no one was talking, so she smiled and said to Editor Cheng, "It is estimated that no one in our department does not know about him, and there have been seminars about his works in the department." ”

Xiao Fei recognized it. This girl is Lin Xiaomei.

The reason why no one in this conference room enthusiastically responded to Cheng Edit was probably because people felt a little embarrassed. The Chinese Department of Peking University lost an outstanding young writer to the Department of History.

This left everyone feeling gloomy.

Xiao Fei smiled and nodded at Lin Xiaomei, and also stood up and bowed slightly to the people in the conference room: "Hello everyone, my name is Xiao Fei, I am a freshman in the history department of our school, and I would like to ask you for more guidance." ”

With that, he sat down.

"Well, an outstanding young writer like Xiao Fei is participating in today's forum. It's also a boost for all of us here, so let's welcome it with a round of applause. Cao Zizheng said.

There was a sparse round of applause in the conference room.

The applause was not very enthusiastic.

Xiao Fei didn't care, just sat quietly and played the role of his bystander.

Next, the symposium officially began.

Editor Cheng talked about the standards of manuscript use and the creative situation in today's literary circle, Cao Zizheng expounded on some major literary research and criticism achievements of the Department of Chinese at Peking University in the past two years, and students raised their own questions. Let the program editor answer.

The meeting was quite lively.

Xiao Fei'an sat quietly and listened to everyone's speech.

He barely spoke, and during the symposium, students in the Chinese department asked questions or something. They all tacitly avoided Xiao Fei.

They almost consciously ignored Xiao Fei.

But in the middle of the discussion, Lin Xiaomei suddenly asked Xiao Fei a question: "Xiao Fei, I also like to write, and I think I am working hard to write, but my current dilemma is that I can't write a decent novel." I can't even write a short story of a few thousand words, and I want to ask, how can I write a good novel? How can I improve my writing skills? Doesn't it mean that someone like me has no talent for writing? Should I give up this hobby? ”

Lin Xiaomei asked a series of questions one after another.

Zhang Qiang, who was sitting on Cao Zizheng's right hand, pouted.

He was a little angry, this Lin Xiaomei had also sent such an inquiry to himself, and he had answered it seriously.

She is now asking Xiao Fei at the symposium again, which makes him feel very bad.

Zhang Qiang came to participate in the symposium this time, in fact, there is only one purpose, he wants to hand over his "Psychotic Paradise" to Editor Cheng and listen to his opinions, if he is favored by Editor Cheng, maybe his novel will have a great hope of being published in "Harvest".

Thinking of this, Zhang Qiang was very excited.

He kept looking at Editor Cheng.

He was waiting for a suitable moment to take out his manuscript and let Editor Cheng give advice at the symposium.

His palms were sweaty.

His heart was racing.

He was full of longing.

was disturbed by Lin Xiaomei's behavior, and when he saw Lin Xiaomei asking Xiao Fei with a sweet smile, he felt as uncomfortable as eating a fly.

"Lin Xiaomei, didn't I tell you? Like you, a girl who doesn't have much talent and sense for writing, it's best not to like writing, even if you pay a lot, it is estimated that there will be no gain, it can only be a waste of time! Zhang Qiang said to Lin Xiaomei.

His tone was very harsh.

With an element of gambling.

Lin Xiaomei glanced at Zhang Qiang angrily, the girl was a little annoyed, and pouted, "Zhang Qiang, I don't seem to ask you, right?" What kind of mouth are you plugging in? I'm not talented for literature, so what? I love to write, I'm just going to write, okay? ”

"The point is, it's useless for you to write!"

"Humph! What do you mean? Aren't you too utilitarian? Can I just use writing as a way to cultivate my feelings? ”

"The point is, if you ask Xiao Fei these questions, you don't ask them!"

"Don't you think you're too arbitrary? How do you know if Xiao Fei will give me a reasonable suggestion? ”

The two of them are talking to each other.

It was cold in the conference room.

Many students looked at the two with playful expressions.

Cao Zizheng's face darkened, looked at Zhang Qiang and coughed and said, "Zhang Qiang, pay attention to the order of the symposium!" ”

"Yes, Teacher." Zhang Qiang replied and shut up.

"Xiao Fei, you can answer the question." Cao Zizheng said.

Xiao Fei nodded with a smile at Cao Zizheng, then looked at Lin Xiaomei and said: "Classmate Lin, I admire your good attitude, take literature as a hobby to cultivate your body and mind, this state is very good, since you only regard it as a hobby, then there is no need to worry about it, read more books you like, write more words you like, and follow the trajectory of your hobby to write, I believe you will be able to reap the joy of writing." ”

"Lin Xiaomei's prose is very good, she can publish several articles in domestic newspapers and magazines every month, and she is recognized as a talented woman in our Chinese department." A student interjected at this point.

Cao Zizheng also bowed his head and said: "Lin Xiaomei's prose is indeed very good, the text is beautiful, the artistic conception is deep and the meaning is far-reaching. ”

"Thank you, Professor Cao, for your compliment." Lin Xiaomei's face turned red and thanked Cao Zizheng.

She didn't expect the head of the department to have such a high opinion of herself.

She turned to Xiao Fei again and said, "Xiao Fei, I have to admit that what I just said may seem a little hypocritical, who doesn't want to make achievements in writing?" Fiction is the king of literary genres nowadays, and I also want to write novels well in this genre so that I can feel a sense of accomplishment. In the creation of novels, my language level should be passable, but the ability to narrate the structure of the story world is very lacking, which makes me a little confused, I want to ask you, it is also a problem in this regard. ”

Xiao Fei nodded, pondered for a moment and asked, "I don't know how long Lin Xiaomei has been studying novel writing?" ”

"It's not long, it's been about three months." Lin Xiaomei replied.

"How many words is the longest novel manuscript you've ever written?" Xiao Fei asked again.

"More than 5,000 words." Lin Xiaomei replied.

"How many novels have you practiced?" Xiao Fei asked again.

Lin Xiaomei pondered for a while and said, "About more than ten articles." ”

"How many words are there?"

"There are thirty or forty thousand words."

"In other words, you only wrote so many words in three months?" Xiao Fei asked.

"Yes." Lin Xiaomei replied.

When Xiao Fei and Lin Xiaomei were talking, everyone in the conference room was listening quietly.

Xiao Fei smiled and said, "Lin Xiaomei, if you want to write a good novel, there is no other shortcut, you can only read more, think more, write more, and practice more." ”

"When you read a classic novel, you can figure out how the author portrays the characters, how they forge the characters' dialogues, you can extract the outline of the novel, find out the core theme of the novel, and know the structure of the novel by heart. If you read a dozen short stories, three or five novellas, and two or three long stories, you will find that you have basically mastered the structural ability of the novel. ”

"If you have reached the above level, then, you can start to conceive your own novel, find the core theme of the novel, design the main characters first, and write the story line of the novel, so that your novel has been initially formed in your mind, and then, you have to enter the stage of creation, write it seriously, at the beginning, you may feel that it is still very difficult to write, and what you write is not what you want."

"Remember, it's normal! Keep at it, finish the whole article, and then figure out the gains and losses yourself, destroy the written manuscript, and write it all over again, and you will find that you have made great progress! ”

Xiao Fei said slowly, at first, there were many people with disdain, and then, their expressions became solemn. (To be continued.) )