Chapter 589: One Emperor and Two Kings!
Get! After all, he was caught by the editor-in-chief Tao of the "little braid".
At this moment, He Yun couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "I still can't hide it from you, Editor-in-Chief Tao, I'll tell you the truth!" "The Wind Rises in Lingnan" is indeed written by me. ”
Now that everyone had guessed it, He Yun didn't hide it anymore.
"I'll just say it! The style and wording of that part are very similar to you! Dare to love is really what you wrote! "Editor-in-chief Tao has not dealt with He Yun once or twice, and he is familiar with He Yun's style.
In fact, if a writer has been working for a long time, his style is easy to see.
He Yun naturally knew this, and he tried his best to pay attention to it, but in the end, he was still seen.
"Editor-in-chief Tao, let me tell you something from the heart! I don't plan to publish it as a book, at least not anytime soon. ”
He Yun smiled, and then said to Editor-in-Chief Tao.
(Repeated below)
He Yun naturally watched the movie "Fanghua", but when he first watched it, he only regarded it as a love literary film.
But if you look closely, you will find that what is presented is the cruelty of war, the weight of history, and the spirit of fearlessness.
In contrast, the old movie "Garland Under the Mountain" focuses more on the blood and baptism of human nature in war, if He Yun insists on scoring it, he thinks that Fanghua is at most seventy points, barely passing, and "Garland Under the Mountain" is at least eighty-five points, or even ninety points.
Of course, He Yun hasn't actually seen this old movie, after all, this is an old movie released in 1984, that is, it was released last year, and it also reflects the early days of the self-defense counterattack.
Ke Yun Sibo, as an experienced person of this war, had seen it before going to the front line.
It is precisely because of this that the plot of this movie is deeply imprinted in his mind.
In this way, He Yun is naturally equivalent to having seen it, after all, he has inherited most of the memories of his fourth uncle.
However, He Yun is not a copyist after all, and he can't be a copyist!
Without a systematic rebirth, it is destined that he will not be able to "excerpt" "Fanghua" word by word, so he can only write this article according to the plot he has seen and his own understanding.
Moreover, he will not completely copy the plot of "Fanghua", but will adapt it and further deepen the plot to make up for the shortcomings of "Fanghua".
"He Yun! He Yun! What are you thinking, so obsessed? I'm talking to you! ”
Just as He Yun fell into deep thought, Gao Cheng's voice interrupted his thoughts.
In this way, he came back to his senses, smiled at Gao Cheng awkwardly, and said, "It's nothing! It's just a little touching! ”
"That's right! Gao Cheng! We are both demobilized soldiers, and we have fought on the same battlefield, so let's leave each other's contact information! When our comrades-in-arms get together in the future, it's okay to get in touch! ”
"Hahaha....... That's what I mean! Gao Cheng listened to He Yun's words and suddenly smiled.
He immediately took out a pen and a notebook from his pocket, wrote down the contact information and handed it to He Yun, and then asked He Yun to leave his contact information in the notebook.
After all, in these years, there are very few telephones installed at home, most of them are installed in public homes, although there are also private telephones, but even if they are placed in the city, it is not common, let alone in the countryside.
The two who left their contact information chatted a few more words and left.
He Yun quietly returned to school without alarming anyone.
It's not that he doesn't want others to know, but he wants to keep a low profile as much as possible, don't be too showy, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble for himself.
Of course, he won't be overly pretentious, and going with the flow is the best choice.
..........
Time passed little by little, and in a blink of an eye, it had entered late autumn.
It is the so-called golden autumn October, but this year, the autumn in Hunan Province seems to have come very early.
No, as soon as the time entered November, the temperature dropped to more than ten degrees, which also made many people directly change their autumn clothes and put on winter clothes.
He Yun is naturally no exception.
At this moment, in the classroom, He Yun was in class.
Suddenly, a crisp metal crash bell rang.
That's the bell for the end of class!
"That's it! That's it for today's class, after class, everyone previews the texts to be studied tomorrow, and the teacher has questions for the next class! Let's get out of class! ”
He Yun said two words, then waved his hand and directly announced the end of class.
However, just as he was about to leave with the textbooks and textbooks, the sixth sister He Xiaolian suddenly walked over, she mysteriously pulled He Yun to the outside of the corridor, and whispered in his ear: "Fourth brother! Something! ”
"What the hell?" He Yun looked stunned and couldn't help but wonder.
"You wrote it!" Sixth sister He Xiaolian said immediately.
"Go, go....... Brother has long stopped writing! I've got something to do, I'm busy! Hurry back to the classroom, the next class is your teacher He's class! He Yun waved his hand, shook his head again and again, and said directly.
But the sixth sister He Xiaolian pulled the corner of his clothes again, the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, with an expression of disbelief, and said to He Yun with a smile: "Fourth brother! You can't fool me! You definitely wrote it! ”
"Uh..... You Nizi....... I really can't hide it from you! In this way, I estimate that in two days, the magazine will send a reply, and by then, there should be a sample issue, and I will send you this sample issue! That's all right! Seeing his sixth sister's expression, He Yun had to smile bitterly and promise.
Naturally, he didn't fool his sixth sister, in fact, for larger magazines, the sample issue was sent back to the author, which was a routine operation, even if it was put in the future, it was the same.
The reason why he didn't send him a sample issue back before, he estimated that it should be the first time, because the magazine was a little inconsiderate.
But this time is different, in the last reply, the magazine made it clear that it wanted to ask him for a manuscript, and also said that it would consider raising his remuneration as appropriate.
This reply, let's not say whether the remuneration will be increased, but the sample journal should be sent back to eight or nine.
"Fourth brother! What is a sample issue? At this time, the sixth sister He Xiaolian looked puzzled, and she seemed to be a little unable to understand what He Yun said.
"A sample is a magazine, exactly like the one you're going to publish! It was sent back to the author by the magazine! Come on! Come on! Don't pester me anymore, you'll know when the time comes! ”
He Yun casually explained a few words to her and went back to the office.
But he didn't know that his promise made this Nizi almost turn the entire classroom upside down!
It turned out that after receiving the letter from He Yun, this Nizi immediately ran back to the classroom in a hurry, and immediately ran to the podium to announce the news.
"My brother will give me his sample in a few days! Everyone who wants to see it, come to me and sign up! ”
"He Xiaolian! What is a sample issue? ”
"Yes! What is a sample issue? Could it be that Mr. He specially bought a copy for you? ”
"That's it! Didn't you say that Mr. He didn't write it again? ”
"That's right.......!"
...........
In the face of the doubts raised by everyone, she was hesitant at this time, obviously at a loss, at this moment, where could she answer.
After all, she couldn't explain what a sample issue was!
"I, I, I....... I don't know..... In short, everyone who wants to see it, come to me to sign up! ”
She didn't know how to explain it, so she said a perfunctory word, and immediately ran off the podium and returned to her seat.
However, the more she couldn't explain clearly, the more curious everyone became.
No, it wasn't until the class bell rang and the head teacher, Mr. He, walked into the classroom, that everyone stopped.
But at this time, Teacher He's face was already pale, and after class, he immediately went straight to the teacher's collective office.
He Yun naturally watched the movie "Fanghua", but when he first watched it, he only regarded it as a love literary film.
But if you look closely, you will find that what is presented is the cruelty of war, the weight of history, and the spirit of fearlessness.
In contrast, the old movie "Garland Under the Mountain" focuses more on the blood and baptism of human nature in war, if He Yun insists on scoring it, he thinks that Fanghua is at most seventy points, barely passing, and "Garland Under the Mountain" is at least eighty-five points, or even ninety points.
Of course, He Yun hasn't actually seen this old movie, after all, this is an old movie released in 1984, that is, it was released last year, and it also reflects the early days of the self-defense counterattack.
Ke Yun Sibo, as an experienced person of this war, had seen it before going to the front line.
It is precisely because of this that the plot of this movie is deeply imprinted in his mind.
In this way, He Yun is naturally equivalent to having seen it, after all, he has inherited most of the memories of his fourth uncle.
However, He Yun is not a copyist after all, and he can't be a copyist!
Without a systematic rebirth, it is destined that he will not be able to "excerpt" "Fanghua" word by word, so he can only write this article according to the plot he has seen and his own understanding.
Moreover, he will not completely copy the plot of "Fanghua", but will adapt it and further deepen the plot to make up for the shortcomings of "Fanghua".
"He Yun! He Yun! What are you thinking, so obsessed? I'm talking to you! ”
Just as He Yun fell into deep thought, Gao Cheng's voice interrupted his thoughts.
In this way, he came back to his senses, smiled at Gao Cheng awkwardly, and said, "It's nothing! It's just a little touching! ”
"That's right! Gao Cheng! We are both demobilized soldiers, and we have fought on the same battlefield, so let's leave each other's contact information! When our comrades-in-arms get together in the future, it's okay to get in touch! ”
"Hahaha....... That's what I mean! Gao Cheng listened to He Yun's words and suddenly smiled.
He immediately took out a pen and a notebook from his pocket, wrote down the contact information and handed it to He Yun, and then asked He Yun to leave his contact information in the notebook.
After all, in these years, there are very few telephones installed at home, most of them are installed in public homes, although there are also private telephones, but even if they are placed in the city, it is not common, let alone in the countryside.
The two who left their contact information chatted a few more words and left.
He Yun quietly returned to school without alarming anyone.
It's not that he doesn't want others to know, but he wants to keep a low profile as much as possible, don't be too showy, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble for himself.
Of course, he won't be overly pretentious, and going with the flow is the best choice.
..........
Time passed little by little, and in a blink of an eye, it had entered late autumn.
It is the so-called golden autumn October, but this year, the autumn in Hunan Province seems to have come very early.
No, as soon as the time entered November, the temperature dropped to more than ten degrees, which also made many people directly change their autumn clothes and put on winter clothes.
He Yun is naturally no exception.
At this moment, in the classroom, He Yun was in class.
Suddenly, a crisp metal crash bell rang.
That's the bell for the end of class!
"That's it! That's it for today's class, after class, everyone previews the texts to be studied tomorrow, and the teacher has questions for the next class! Let's get out of class! ”
He Yun said two words, then waved his hand and directly announced the end of class.
However, just as he was about to leave with the textbooks and textbooks, the sixth sister He Xiaolian suddenly walked over, she mysteriously pulled He Yun to the outside of the corridor, and whispered in his ear: "Fourth brother! Something! ”
"What the hell?" He Yun looked stunned and couldn't help but wonder.
"You wrote it!" Sixth sister He Xiaolian said immediately.
"Go, go....... Brother has long stopped writing! I've got something to do, I'm busy! Hurry back to the classroom, the next class is your teacher He's class! He Yun waved his hand, shook his head again and again, and said directly.
But the sixth sister He Xiaolian pulled the corner of his clothes again, the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, with an expression of disbelief, and said to He Yun with a smile: "Fourth brother! You can't fool me! You definitely wrote it! ”
"Uh..... You Nizi....... I really can't hide it from you! In this way, I estimate that in two days, the magazine will send a reply, and by then, there should be a sample issue, and I will send you this sample issue! That's all right! Seeing his sixth sister's expression, He Yun had to smile bitterly and promise.
Naturally, he didn't fool his sixth sister, in fact, for larger magazines, the sample issue was sent back to the author, which was a routine operation, even if it was put in the future, it was the same.
The reason why he didn't send him a sample issue back before, he estimated that it should be the first time, because the magazine was a little inconsiderate.
But this time is different, in the last reply, the magazine made it clear that it wanted to ask him for a manuscript, and also said that it would consider raising his remuneration as appropriate.
This reply, let's not say whether the remuneration will be increased, but the sample journal should be sent back to eight or nine.
"Fourth brother! What is a sample issue? At this time, the sixth sister He Xiaolian looked puzzled, and she seemed to be a little unable to understand what He Yun said.
"A sample is a magazine, exactly like the one you're going to publish! It was sent back to the author by the magazine! Come on! Come on! Don't pester me anymore, you'll know when the time comes! ”