Sitting back at the table, He Yun thought for a moment, couldn't help but shake his head slightly, and then put the manuscript written by Senior Li Hanming on the table and read it silently.

Seriously, there is indeed something about the martial arts written by his senior, needless to say, in terms of plot, the martial arts style is very strong, the character traits are also very distinct, and the supporting characters are also very well described, showing the growth experience of a generation of heroes and haters.

It's just that this "routine" is a bit old.

Of course, this is just He Yun's opinion.

In fact, this is the basic routine of martial arts at the moment.

The origin of martial arts can be traced back to the Tang and Song dynasties, when the words already had the charm of martial arts, and later, there was a period of prosperity in the middle and late Ming Dynasty, but most of the time it was popular among the people.

In the Republic of China period, martial arts have developed greatly, especially in that war-torn era, ordinary people need martial arts, and they hope that a hero can appear to save the people.

Of course, the real golden age of martial arts actually has to belong to the sixties and seventies of this century, especially the martial arts writers represented by "Jin Gu Wenliang", whose works have made martial arts completely deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and then widely sung.

As for the current 80s, although the four sealed pens passed away, martial arts boutiques have rarely appeared, but in the mainland, the martial arts style has begun to rise gradually.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that in popular literature, martial arts began to gradually occupy an absolute dominant position.

The martial arts magazines represented by "Wulin" and "Ancient Legends" were even more popular because of this, and their sales continued to rise, and even sold millions of copies in a single issue.

In particular, "Legends of the Ancients" sold a staggering 30 million copies in just two years from its inception in 1981 to 1983.

It can be seen that the current martial arts style is prevalent.

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Besides, at this moment, just as He Yun was sitting in the dormitory reading the manuscript, Li Hanming, who had left, also returned to his dormitory.

"Boss, are you back? What do you think? Did that junior answer you? As soon as Li Hanming entered the dormitory, he saw a thin boy like a monkey greet him.

His name is Dong Jianwen, he is the fourth child in the dormitory, and like Li Hanming, he is a lover of literary creation.

However, compared to Li Hanming, his submission experience can be said to be miserable.

"If you say yes, you ......"

"What's it?" Seeing that Li Hanming was a little hesitant when he answered, Dong Jianwen immediately asked.

"That's it...... I'm worried about ......"

"Boss, don't do this, that, it's good that the junior brother agreed, to be honest, although we are a few years older than the younger brother, but when it comes to literary creation, we really can't compare to a finger from others, and it is natural to ask for advice with an open mind, so don't be unable to pull it down." Dong Jianwen seemed to see the hesitation in Li Hanming's heart, smiled, and persuaded him.

He is different from Li Hanming, and the countless experiences of being rejected have made him look down on everything.

What is face? As long as you can give your work a chance to be published, and humbly ask your juniors for advice, so what?

Besides, although they are students, they are also writers who have won three literary awards, but what about them? can only be regarded as a marginal figure in the writer's circle, and he hasn't even touched the edge yet.

"Alas...... Fourth, in fact, I also understand that you are right, but I ...... Forget it, let's do this today, I'll go and see if Dean Yu has come back? ”

After saying this, Li Hanming couldn't help but sigh heavily, turned around and left the dormitory again.

Looking at the back of him leaving, Dong Jianwen couldn't help sighing, and then he whispered: "I don't know when that junior will be able to finish reading this one I wrote?" ”

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In March in Hunan Province, spring rains are often continuous, and they usually last for several days.

Today, it is drizzling again.

He Yun suddenly sneezed, but quickly buttoned the button on his coat.

These days, he spends most of his time writing in the dormitory, except for classes.

As for the manuscript given to him by Senior Li Hanming, he also took the time to read it carefully.

There is only one impression on him overall, that is, "decent", a standard traditional martial arts template.

If you want to talk about opinions, there are naturally a lot of them, but you have to tell them in person.

Because at this moment, He Yun has already discovered that this one does not seem to be written by Senior Li Hanming, but seems to be the handwriting of others.

Senior Li Hanming's handwriting, he had seen it, was not very similar to the manuscript in front of him.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

Just as He Yun was secretly pondering, suddenly, there was a knock on the door of the dormitory.

"Coming so early? Are you in a hurry? When He Yun heard the knock on the door, he seemed to guess the identity of the person who came, and after he muttered a word, he immediately got up and went to open the door.

Sure enough, when he opened the door, there were two figures standing at the door.

The people who came were Li Hanming and Dong Jianwen.

"He Yun, let me introduce you, this is my roommate Dong Jianwen." Li Hanming introduced a sentence to He Yun.

"Hello, hello! My name is Dong Jianwen, and I am the fourth in the dormitory. When Li Hanming's words fell, Dong Jianwen also introduced himself very enthusiastically.

"Hello Senior Dong, I'm He Yun, please come in! Come in! When He Yun saw Dong Jianwen, he immediately understood something, and he immediately welcomed the two into the dormitory.

The three of them came to the table, and after the two of them sat down, He Yun picked up the manuscript.

At this time, Li Hanming also took the initiative to say: "He Yun, in fact, this manuscript was written by my roommate, yesterday, I didn't mean to hide ......"

"Senior, I understand, let's talk about business!" He Yun saw that Li Hanming wanted to explain, but he suddenly smiled, interrupted him, and said.

After that, he set his eyes on Dong Jianwen and said: "Senior Dong, I have already seen this martial arts of yours, and there are generally no major flaws, but in terms of the main line design and detailed conception, there are still many debatable points, I have already listed them, you can take a look first, we can discuss it together." ”

As he spoke, He Yun handed him a blank piece of paper on the table again.

After Dong Jianwen took it, he lowered his head and looked at it carefully.

It was also at this time that He Yun asked Senior Li Hanming again: "Senior, I don't know if you have heard of any news?" Our Yincheng Federation of Literary and Art Circles is preparing to hold a writer training class, and the first training class has been scheduled, just a week later, have you signed up? ”

The first training course had been scheduled for a long time ago, but it had to be postponed for some reason, and he had heard about it, mainly because of the financial problem.

"Writer's training class? I really don't know about this? Isn't it possible for members of the Silver City Writers Association to participate? When Li Hanming heard He Yun's words, he couldn't help but be stunned.

"Yes, you can participate, but you have to apply extra, as long as you are a literature lover and have published your work in relevant newspapers and periodicals, you can apply." He Yun nodded and said.

He also heard from Director Li about the writers' training class two days ago.

To his surprise, not only members of the Writers' Association could participate, but also lovers of literary creation outside the Writers' Association could apply to participate on their own.

Of course, the cost of board, lodging and car travel is definitely not included.

"What? And such a good thing? He Yun, I also want to sign up, is that okay? At this time, Dong Jianwen on the side was suddenly startled and immediately asked happily.

"Of course you can, it's just ......" He Yun looked at Dong Jianwen, revealing a strange expression.

"It's just...... Senior, are you sure you want to participate? ”

"Of course it's certain! He Yun, I can sign up now, by the way, what do I need to prepare? What are the application materials? Application? Or ......"

"All of these are needed, an application is necessary, and in addition, it is best to be able to provide samples of your published works." He Yun explained, and then continued.

"If you sign up, you need to bring these materials to the Yincheng Writers' Association and submit these things in person, and the deadline is half past five tomorrow afternoon."

"Okay, okay! He Yun, I understand. After listening to He Yun's introduction, Dong Jianwen was very happy, he looked at Li Hanming on the side, and asked, "Boss, will you go with me too?" When the time comes, we will go to the lecture together, and He Yun is a member of the Yincheng Writers Association, so he will definitely go together this time. ”

"I ...... I...... Okay, I'll go with you. Li Hanming, who hesitated, glanced at He Yun, and finally nodded.

Seeing that Li Hanming agreed, Dong Jianwen smiled and said to He Yun: "He Yun, thank you so much this time, then we will go back first, and we will see you in the training class then." ”

"Okay! See you at the training course. He Yun smiled and said.

After the two left, He Yun stood in place, couldn't help but shake his head slightly, and muttered, "See you in the training class?" ”

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A week later, the sky finally cleared.

And He Yun has already created the first draft of "Archaeological Notes: The True and False Tomb of Cao Cao".

After sorting out the manuscript, he put down the pen in his hand and left the dormitory.

Today is the opening day of the first writers' training course of the Yincheng Writers Association.

As the instructor of this training class, he naturally had to rush over earlier.

Half an hour later, at half past seven in the morning, he came to the compound of the Yincheng Federation of Literary and Art Circles.

He was already familiar with this place, so he soon came to Director Li's office.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

"Please come in!"

He Yun pushed the door and walked in.

By this time, there were already three people sitting in the office.

In addition to Director Li, he also knew the other two.

They are all members of the Yincheng Writers Association, and they are also teachers of Yincheng Normal School.

"Teacher Xu, Teacher Zhang." He Yun immediately stepped forward, shook hands with the two, and greeted.

"Hahaha...... Xiaohe, you're here, we're still talking to Director Li about you just now. ”

"Yes, just now Director Li said that you are also one of the teachers of this training class, we still don't believe it, but now, we have to believe it."

The two teachers of Yincheng Normal patted He Yun on the shoulder, without the slightest meaning of "jealousy and jealousy", at this moment, they were sincerely happy for He Yun.

When they were in school, although they were not He Yun's teachers, they had actually learned about He Yun through Dean Yu a long time ago.

"Ahem...... Teacher Xu, Teacher Zhang, and Xiaohe, let's talk about business first, right? ”

At this moment, Director Li stood up, he walked up to He Yun, coughed, and continued.

"The class will start later, we don't have any opening ceremony, just start teaching, this training time lasts for three days, a total of twelve classes, each of us has three classes, that is, one per day, as for what to talk about, the three of them can decide for themselves."

"Yes!"

"Understood!"

"Director Li, I have no opinion."

In fact, Director Li had already explained this matter in advance.

He Yun was naturally not left behind.

Because of this, he thought about the general direction of teaching early.

However, for the specific content of the lecture, he did not prepare the class, but planned to play at will at will, and talk about whatever comes to mind, as long as the general direction remains the same, there will be no problem.

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In the following time, after a few more small talks, the four of them left the office and walked towards the hall where the training class was held.

Since as many as 50 people participated in the training course, Director Li changed the location of the training course to a large hall.

For this hall of the Great Hall, it is not the first time He Yun has been here.

Because the year before last, when he attended the inaugural meeting of the Yincheng Writers Association, he came once.

The General Assembly Hall is on the second floor of a two-story Su Building, which can seat as many as 50 people when it is full, and more than 10 people can sit on the rostrum.

At this moment, the hall and under the rostrum were already full of people.

Everyone was whispering something.

Li Hanming and Dong Jianwen also sat in the crowd and talked in low voices.

"Boss, I just looked around, and I still didn't find He Yun's figure, he won't not come, right? Shouldn't it? Dong Jianwen turned his head to Li Hanming and said anxiously.

"Maybe there's a delay, right? And, isn't it time yet? The class started at nine o'clock, and there was still half an hour left. Li Hanming looked at the watch on his wrist and replied.

At the moment, he didn't seem to be in a hurry at all, sitting there, looking at the people around him, his hands on a notebook.

"But...... I just took a look, and it seems that I can't sit in this hall anymore? Dong Jianwen was still a little worried, he looked around for a while, and said again.

"Don't have a seat? It can't be, right? The Writers' Association should have considered the issue of seating in advance? How can there be no seats to sit in? Hearing Dong Jianwen's words, Li Hanming couldn't help but look around.

But as a result, he found that what Dong Jianwen said was indeed true, and in this hall, except for the chairs placed on the rostrum, there were really no chairs to sit on.

"This ......"

"Could it be that He Yun really didn't come? But isn't he a member of the Writers' Association? It stands to reason that he doesn't need to sign up to participate? Why didn't you come? ”

"Boss! Top dog! Look! Look! He Yun is here! He's coming! Just when Li Hanming was puzzled, suddenly, Dong Jianwen pointed in a certain direction and shouted.

After Li Hanming came back to his senses, he looked in the direction he pointed, and sure enough, he saw He Yunzheng and the three of them walking into the front door of the hall talking and laughing.

It's just that He Yun's next operation is a little incomprehensible to the two of them.

Because at this very moment, he ......