Near noon, He Yun returned home, and before he had eaten lunch, he returned to his room and sat down at his desk.

He was silent for a moment, then pondered for a moment, as if he remembered something, turned around and squatted down and took out a cardboard box from under the bed.

This cardboard box contains all the materials he has collected from his previous writings, first drafts, and letters from readers, and he has sorted them into categories one by one.

As for the sample magazines, he donated them all to the school library, and he did not leave any of them.

Oh no!

To be precise, it should be that except for the comic book "Qin Shi Mingyue's Sweeping the Six Kingdoms" that he received yesterday, he didn't leave any other sample magazines for himself.

At this moment, he thought about it, turned around and took out the comic book from the desk drawer, and after considering it for a moment, he finally decided to take it back to the city.

As for the contents of the cardboard box, he planned to temporarily seal them under the bed.

After the new house was built, he asked his father to make a bookcase, and when the time came, it would be placed in his room, and these things would also be sorted out and stored in the bookcase......

"That's it!" He Yun thought of this, but he couldn't help but whisper, he shook his head slightly, put the cardboard box back under the bed, and sat back at the table.

In fact, at this time, his mind was actually very chaotic and tangled.

And the reason is simple.

It was because of the advice that President Zhao gave him before parting.

Speaking of which, it's been almost a year since it was reborn last year.

From writing the first Heavenly Doujin martial arts novel to writing "Far Island Spy" not long ago, it can be said that he is writing almost every day.

At this time, he naturally has nothing to say about his writing.

But now, he suddenly found himself a little confused, he didn't know Principal Zhao's advice, should he consider it? Or shouldn't you think about it?

In the past, he always thought that he should try works on various themes, firstly, to exercise his writing, and secondly, to find a more suitable way of writing.

In fact, he did the same, and the effect was obvious, almost fruitful.

He discovers that God has not always favored him as a regenerate being, and that sometimes he is ruthlessly rejected and sometimes even incomprehensible.

As for a certain type of subject, he will also find that he is not suitable for writing works of this kind of subject during the writing process or after writing.

He even found that he was far underestimating the current environment of the mainland literary scene.

And from these gains, it seems that President Zhao's advice is indeed right.

You should not be greedy for more than you can chew, but you should calm down and concentrate on creating a certain type of literary theme.

But is it really time for me to concentrate on a certain type of literary theme?

At this moment, he realized that he really couldn't answer this question.

"Ahem...... Four boys, what do you want to eat? So engrossed, hurry out to eat, don't you still have to visit your sister in the afternoon, don't delay your time on the boat. ”

"Dad! Do you think I'm a bit ambitious, greedy enough to swallow an elephant? He Yun turned his head to look at his father He Donglei, and said with some confusion.

"What are you talking about, you kid? Why can't I understand a word? What is so ambitious, what is a snake or an elephant? Four, are you encountering any difficulties? Father He Donglei saw He Yun's face look different, but he patted him on the shoulder, and after asking, he continued.

"Actually, four gentlemen, you have to understand that no one in this world is smooth sailing, but you have to remember that when you encounter difficulties, you must face them, and you must also believe in yourself and have the courage to move forward, as for what will be the result? Just like your father and me, I have planted the field all my life, even if it was a difficult period in those three years, and there was almost no harvest in the field, but I believe that the future will definitely survive. ”

"So, this person, you must persevere, and you must believe in yourself, okay, let's eat first, don't think so much." Father He Donglei gently patted He Yun on the shoulder again, and after saying a word, he turned around and walked out of the room.

And at this moment, after listening to his father's words, He Yun suddenly became enlightened.

Yes, why do you have to bother with Principal Zhao's advice?

Didn't the great man of the day say it a long time ago?

Practice is the only criterion for testing truth.

True or not? Wouldn't you find out if you checked it out?

As long as you keep at it, you will eventually prove the results.

After all, he is still young, and even if he is wrong, he has the wrong capital.

And it doesn't matter if it's wrong, just change it!

Didn't the ancients also say that if you know your mistakes, you can change them, and you are very good, so why should you bother with this problem.

Thinking of this, the boulder in He Yun's heart disappeared in an instant.

Even, at this time, he was more determined to write the path he had designed for himself.

That is, while trying more new literary themes, we should also "excavate, consolidate, and innovate" the literary themes that have been written, and write works that the broad masses of the people like to see and remember, rather than blindly pursuing some works that are unfathomable and incomprehensible to most people.

Don't be too ambitious, to cater to the tastes of foreigners, and write something they want to see, like ......

…………

On May 20, at six o'clock in the morning, the passenger boat He Yun was on slowly docked at the wharf in Yincheng City.

After He Yun got off the boat, he quickly went to the nearest bus stop.

Nearly an hour later, He Yun finally rushed back to Yincheng Normal School.

He said hello to the doorman Uncle Zhang, and hurried back to his dormitory.

At this time, he happened to bump into Deng Chengjun and the two walking out of the dormitory.

"Huh...... Mr. He, are you finally back? Hurry up, the exam will start at nine o'clock, and now it's seven o'clock, and we must rush to Yincheng No. 1 Middle School at least before eight o'clock. ”

"By the way, there are two letters from you on the table, which were delivered yesterday morning, I brought them for you from Uncle Zhang, you must not forget our invigilation task in order to read the letter, Teacher Chen, let's go to breakfast first, and then we will go to Yincheng No. 1 Middle School and wait." Deng Chengjun said a word to He Yun, then turned around and said to Teacher Chen.

Soon, the two hurried to the cafeteria for breakfast, as if they were afraid that they would delay the invigilation task.

When He Yun heard Deng Chengjun's words, he also hurriedly walked to his desk, opened the locked drawer, stuffed the comic book he brought back with him, and locked the drawer.

After this, he immediately looked at the two letters that Deng Chengjun said on the desk, and found that one was sent from the Guangdong Special Administrative Region, and the other was sent from the magic capital.

What made him even more confused was that the senders of these two letters were those he had never seen or heard of.

For example, in the sender column of the letter sent from the Special Administrative Region of Guangdong Province, it is filled in with "Yangcheng Times Animation Company"

And the sender of the letter sent from the magic capital filled in the "Wakoku Toei Animation Office in the magic capital"

He didn't ...... these two senders at all

"Wait...... Toei Animation's name seems a little familiar? Where have you heard of it? ”