"Zhang Qiang is here."

"I heard that he has been writing a big book recently, and he wants to make a splash in the literary world!"

"This is enchanting, isn't it? It turned out to be a handsome guy, but now he makes himself look like a wild man, sloppy and sloppy, a smell of stinking in his nose, can choke people, how many days have I not taken a bath? ”

"I heard that Zhang Qiang is imitating Mr. Lu Yao's suffering writing, in his own words, that is, if he is not crazy, he will not live, he wants to push himself into a desperate situation, and then touch the inspiration of the sky in the self-created suffering, communicate with the divine muse, and write works that satisfy him."

"Didn't he just stay in retreat for two months? How did it come out? It can't be written so quickly, right? ”

Seeing this strange man, there was a soft discussion around him.

Xiao Fei listened to it in his ears, and he had a little understanding of this person.

This person's name is Zhang Qiang.

He is the editor-in-chief of Yanyuan Literature.

Well! This "Yanyuan Literature" sounds so lofty, but it is actually a literary journal founded by students spontaneously, which is published every two months.

Yanyuan Literature was founded in the early 80s.

Generations of students have come and gone, and Yanyuan literature has been continued and has become an old brand of student literature magazine, not only teachers and students of this school, but even many authors from other provinces and cities have contributed to it.

Zhang Qiang is now in his third year of college, and he is a well-known student writer in Beijing.

He mainly writes novels, avant-garde novels.

In his freshman year, Zhang Qiang published a novella "Pink Death" in the large literary journal "Beijing Literature", which tells a cruel love story that happened in a cruel youth.

Some critics said that after reading Zhang Qiang's "Pink Death", they would despair of love.

In short, "Pink Death" made Zhang Qiang famous and became a pioneer literary rookie writer in the circle.

This also greatly encouraged Zhang Qiang to write more ambitiously. Attempting to occupy the commanding heights of Chinese literature as quickly as possible.

In fact, in the next two years, Zhang Qiang also wrote several works, but unfortunately. It can't be as sensational in the circle as "Pink Death" anymore.

This made him feel very depressed and frustrated.

Especially after Xiao Fei frequently caused shocks in the domestic literary world since last year, Zhang Qiang was hit even harder.

He couldn't figure out how a person who was born in a class and had received systematic writing training couldn't compare to a kid who came out of the wild?

He thought that Xiao Fei might have some background. Who's way has been hyped up by others.

But after reading Xiao Fei's works, he found that this boy, who was one year younger than himself, was really talented, and his works were written maturely and magnificently, and he almost couldn't find anything wrong.

Although Zhang Qiang wanted to belittle Xiao Fei's works in his heart, he had to admit that "Fish Walking on Land" and "Bright Sword" were rare masterpieces.

He was very irritable.

There is a sense of urgency in my heart.

At that time, he decided to write a magnificent book and make a name for himself before he graduated.

He spent nearly half a year collecting information and experiencing life. Subsequently, before the start of this summer's vacation, he announced that he was going to write in retreat.

If you don't write a magnificent masterpiece, you won't give up!

He made this decision with a resolute mentality, and in his heart, the flame of pride that never admits defeat and always strives for the first place is burning.

Two months.

Sixty days of hard work day and night.

He burned himself like a candle and wrote a long story of more than 200,000 words.

The title of this novel is "Psycho Paradise".

Well, it's still a postmodern avant-garde novel that explores the mental health of modern people.

Zhang Qiang wrote this book very hard.

But he was still very satisfied with what he had written.

He thinks. My novel is written in depth, which can shock readers and provoke them to think endlessly.

Zhang Qiang thought that "Psycho Paradise" would definitely shake the literary world a lot. My name Zhang Qiang will also be firmly remembered by the vast majority of literary critics in China.

It's just that he is not at all confident that his book will sell well in the market.

After Zhang Qiang left the customs, he came to the Chinese Department.

At this time, he knew that today was the annual welcome day. He walked to the door of the department. But I heard that Xiao Fei, who wrote "Fish Walking on Land", came.

Subsequently, Zhang Qiang saw Xiao Fei's popular scene.

He also heard so many of his classmates praising Xiao Fei's stinky feet.

This made it difficult for Zhang Qiang to accept. Therefore, he shouted, pushed aside the crowd, and came to the circle, where he saw Xiao Fei, the imaginary enemy in his mind.

He found that Xiao Fei was tall and sturdy, with a flat head, wearing a casual summer dress with a clover, his appearance was not good, and he smiled faintly.

Up and down, there is no romantic atmosphere of literati.

When Zhang Qiang was staring at Xiao Fei, Xiao Fei was naturally looking at Zhang Qiang.

Xiao Fei could see that Zhang Qiang was faintly hostile to him, and there was contempt and arrogance in his eyes. He said to himself, this is really a beep dog, I seem to see him for the first time, right? Why is it like a rival to life and death?

Xiao Fei naturally knows how many literature lovers or young writers in this country are jealous of him, and many people regard themselves as objects of pursuit or even competitors.

In this regard, Xiao Fei thinks it is normal.

Yuwang is the driving force of human progress!

Only when there is hope will there be fighting spirit, and then there will be development.

But Xiao Fei believes that as a good young man with ideals and ambitions in the new era, the first personal cultivation and self-cultivation are necessary, even if he regards the other party as an opponent in his heart, he can't wait to step on it at once, and he must be polite in his face, right?

Xiao Fei looked at Zhang Qiang.

Zhang Qiang looked at Xiao Fei.

"This classmate, my name is Xiao Fei, I don't know what your name is, why are you so angry, with a posture of asking for guilt?" Xiao Fei opened his mouth with a smile.

Zhang Qiang has no self-cultivation.

He must use a high-end and high-grade performance to set off the other party's petty family spirit, so that others despise Zhang Qiang from the bottom of their hearts.

Zhang Qiang breathed a sigh of relief, and he also felt that his performance was very inappropriate.

"The contemptible person's name is Zhang Qiang, and he is now serving as the editor-in-chief of "Yanyuan Literature", Xiao Fei, I have admired him for a long time!" Zhang Qiang took the initiative to reach out his hand. He barely managed to squeeze out a smile on his face.

Xiao Fei smiled indifferently, touched his hand with Zhang Qiang and then let go, and casually said a polite word that was not nutritious: "It turned out to be Editor-in-Chief Zhang, I have been looking up for a long time!" ”

Zhang Qiang's face turned cold.

He could feel it. Xiao Fei was contemptuous and perfunctory to himself.

From Xiao Fei's somewhat confused eyes, he could also see that Xiao Fei had never heard of him.

Literati have a sensitive and fragile heart, and Zhang Qiang, who thinks highly of himself, thinks that he published his famous works earlier than Xiao Fei, and he is also quite well-known in the circle. Many people know that there is a talented man named Zhang Qiang in the Chinese Department of Peking University, who can be regarded as the leader of the young generation of pioneer novels.

Xiao Fei, as an insider, how could he not have heard of Zhang Qiang?

Well! It must be pretending not to know, deliberately humiliating me and hitting me in this way!

The more Zhang Qiang thought about it, the more he thought that was what was going on.

So, he was a little angry.

"Xiao Fei, do you look down on me? Isn't it? You think I'm worse than you, don't you? Zhang Qiang suddenly became angry at Xiao Fei again.

Xiao Fei looked stunned.

He thought to himself, what is going on? Everyone is not familiar with each other, so they walk away with polite sentences. Never to see him again, why is this person like a cannon twister, not to light?

What did you do to offend the other person's sensitive nerves?

"Classmate Zhang, I don't understand what you are saying, where do you see that I look down on you? Who am I to think that you are worse than me? I don't even know you before today, okay? Xiao Fei spread his hands and glanced at the people around him.

Lin Xiaomei, who was standing on the side, shook her short hair, pouted and couldn't help but say, "Zhang Qiang, you don't have a little grace." It's just the first time everyone has seen Xiao Fei, and after coming around and saying a few more words, you rushed over and yelled, and even went online to the level of humiliation! Now it's good. Xiao Fei didn't say anything, you put a hat on someone's head again, saying that people look down on you or something, don't you think it's ridiculous? ”

Many students also nodded, although they didn't say anything to agree, but they agreed with Lin Xiaomei's words.

Zhang Qiang heard Lin Xiaomei choking on himself. His face was even more unhappy, and the anger in his heart was even stronger. In particular, he has a good impression of Lin Xiaomei, and he has always come to think that he has a good relationship with her, and he thinks that she has always admired and admired him.

For a while, Zhang Qiang was even thinking about whether to confess to Lin Xiaomei.

is such a girl, he didn't expect that he would stand against himself from the position of outsiders.

For a moment, he even had a feeling of heartbreak.

"Lin Xiaomei, I'm very disappointed in you." Zhang Qiang shook his head at Lin Xiaomei, spit out a sentence, and then turned his head and looked at Xiao Fei.

Lin Xiaomei pursed her lips and said, "Zhang Qiang, seriously, I should say that the person who was disappointed was me." ”

Xiao Fei shook his head, he didn't expect that just coming over to help Xu Fengjuan report could actually cause an unwarranted disaster.

Xu Fengjuan walked quietly, stood beside him, and held his hand.

Xiao Fei smiled at her: "It's okay." ”

"Hmm." Xu Fengjuan said.

On the first day of reporting, the seniors in the department were unhappy, but she was a little nervous.

"Xiao Fei, I will definitely surpass you with my own works, I believe that this day will never be too far away!" Zhang Qiang gritted his teeth and said to Xiao Fei.

"Huh! Senior Brother Zhang, I hope to have this day. Xiao Fei gave Zhang Qiang a chuckle.

"It took me two months to write an amazing book, it's called 'Psycho Paradise', Xiao Fei, and I firmly believe that this book can surpass all the works you have and will write in the future! Keep your eyes open and watch well! Zhang Qiang's face was flushed, and finally he couldn't hold back, revealing the news that he had written a big book, and then he turned around and left.

O layman! He didn't bother to talk too much nonsense with these laymen.

The fighting spirit is surging in him, and he now wants to find an in-law to publish his masterpiece as soon as possible, well! It must be published in a major literary journal first, and then it will be published by a major national publishing house.

Zhang Qiang seems to have seen that the book "Psychotic Paradise" has been published, and it has received rave reviews, flowers and awards are pouring towards him.

His heart was a little more relaxed.

Xiao Fei watched this inexplicable student walk away, and shook his head a little depressedly: This person seems to be a little mentally deranged.

However, Zhang Qiang's words also reminded Xiao Fei that the "Brothers" he had already written could be taken out now.

Then there was nothing to do, Xiao Fei helped Xu Fengjuan go through various procedures smoothly, and helped her send her luggage to the bedroom. Next, Xu Fengjuan cleaned up in the bedroom by herself, there are a lot of things for girls, and it will take a while to pack up a bed and put the clothes in place.

Therefore, Xiao Fei did not let Xu Fengjuan go to the history department with him, but he went to report alone.

At this time, it was already past three o'clock in the afternoon, and there were dozens of students who arrived late at the registration point of the Department of History. (To be continued.) )