Tang Yuewen cares about his writing, and now in the entire county high school, I am afraid that there are only two of them who have the heart to submit articles to literary magazines in the capital.

She felt that this was the common secret of the two of them, and as long as she thought of it, her heart was sweet.

Speaking of the novel, Jiang Yulou perked up, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously showed a smile: "It's going well, it's almost finished." ”

"yes, I really want to see your masterpiece soon." Tang Yuewen unconsciously showed a look of longing.

"What about you, it's been so long, it's time to start writing, right?"

Hearing this, Tang Yuewen was embarrassed, although she had the idea of writing a novel, but after a month, she didn't write a word.

It's not that I'm not inspired, but I feel that I can't publish what I write. What she wants to write is the kind of story that is similar to that of a talented and beautiful woman. Can this kind of novel, in the context of this era, really be published smoothly?

She didn't have confidence herself, but she couldn't say this to Jiang Yulou.

"I already have a draft, but I still need to think about it." Tang Yuewen said with a smile: "It's the first time to write a novel, and I have no experience. ”

"We all crossed the river by feeling the stones, even if the submission was not selected, it was nothing, the first time, it should be to accumulate experience." Jiang Yulou didn't doubt him, but he thought that the girl was too nervous and didn't know where to start.

"Well, I'll try." Tang Yuewen mustered up the courage to nodded.

He said so, how can he write things out, can he be selected to say otherwise, but he can't be looked down upon by the boy in front of him.

Tang Yuewen seemed to think of something again, and asked, "By the way, what books do you usually read?" ”

Jiang Yulou dared to write novels at a young age, and he must have accumulated a lot of knowledge. She also wants to know what novels he reads, and if she makes some references, she may be able to improve her writing skills.

"My family's conditions are not good, so the books I read are all from the school and the county library, and they are basically Soviet literary masterpieces, such as Ostrovsky's "How Steel is Made", Leo Tolstoy's "Anna Karenina", Turgenev's "Fathers and Sons", and Chekhov's classic short stories."

He wasn't lying, he had read all these novels, but some of them had been read in a previous life, and some had been read in this life.

To define it in a word from a previous life, if you want to be a writer, you also need to set up a person.

There are many writers, but a lot of reading is a must.

It's hard for you to believe that a person who hasn't read a few books can become a great writer, and if there is, there must be ghosts in it.

"You're working so hard."

Tang Yuewen really admires Jiang Yulou.

His family's conditions are so poor, and he still does farm work when he goes home every day, and even so, he has to find time to read every day, no wonder he dares to write novels and have the courage to submit articles to literary magazines.

Thinking of this, Tang Yuewen was a little ashamed of herself, such a good boy, is her family worthy of such a good boy?

Her heart at this time is undoubtedly contradictory, hoping that the person she likes will be excellent, but she is afraid that the other party will be too good.

Jiang Yulou didn't know the girl's troubles, he was already thinking about speeding up the writing progress. After Tang Yuewen finished reading it, he was about to submit the article, calculating the time, he should be able to catch up with the publication of the first issue of "Contemporary".

A few days later, Jiang Yulou finally completed the first draft of "Li Thirteen Tuiji".

The reason why it was the first draft was because he felt that there were still a few points in the text that could be changed. Moreover, even if he thinks that there is no problem, it does not mean that the contemporary editorial department thinks there is no problem.

In this era, it is normal for the editorial department to type back the writer's manuscript.

However, even the first draft brought Jiang Yulou great satisfaction.

Whether it is a past or present life, this is the first time he has completed the writing of a novel independently.

After the first draft of the work was completed, Jiang Yulou brought the manuscript to the school as promised.

During the first class, Tang Yuewen, who got the news in the morning, ran to his desk as soon as the class bell rang, startling his tablemates.

"Is the novel finished? Hurry up and show me! ”

Tang Yuewen's performance at this time is completely different from her usually low-key image.

"Louzi, have you written a novel?"

Jiang Yulou's tablemate looked confused, completely confused about the situation.

When will his table mate write novels, shouldn't he be like himself and spend his days at school?

How to put it, it was very sudden.

"Well, I wrote a short story." Jiang Yulou said a little shyly: "It's just to entertain yourself, don't take it seriously." ”

Tang Yuewen looked at Jiang Yulou with a strange look in her eyes, as if she would say, "You just make it up, see what you can." ”

Although Jiang Yulou was low-key enough, he still underestimated the curiosity of his fellow tablemates, "Can I take a look?" ”

My classmate is a great writer?

This thought inevitably appeared in the hearts of my fellow tablemates, and writers are very rare these days. It's not that he hasn't thought that what Jiang Yulou wrote is bullshit, but it's also very powerful, okay.

It was enough for a scumbag like him to have a trace of admiration for Jiang Yulou.

Moreover, in these days, novels are also a rarity.

I can't read foreign novels, but my classmates shouldn't be so profound.

Jiang Yulou hesitated for a moment and nodded: "Okay." Then he added: "But I promised to let Tang watch it first, if you want to see it, you have to wait for her to finish it." ”

"No problem." The tablemate happily agreed.

Tang Yuewen happily took Jiang Yulou's manuscript and returned to her seat, and then somehow, the whole class knew that Jiang Yulou wrote a novel.

So he gathered him around his seat and shouted:

"Classmate Jiang, let me take a look at XXX after reading it."

"Louzi, we have a good relationship, don't forget me."

"I'm going to see it too, I'm going to watch it too."

"Lou Zi is going to be a writer, Gou Fugui, don't forget it!"

"Why don't you read the masterpiece written by classmate Jiang in a while."

The classmates were either sincere, or ridiculed, which made Jiang Yulou extremely embarrassed.

He regretted agreeing to Tang Yuewen a little, but fortunately, his classmates didn't know that he was going to submit "Contemporary", if they knew, they wouldn't know how to ridicule themselves.

On the periphery, the squad leader looked at Jiang Yulou in the crowd with some surprise. He originally thought that Jiang Yulou had given up studying by himself, but he didn't expect the other party to write a novel quietly.

He thinks he studies seriously and likes literature, but he doesn't have the courage to write. He was self-aware, and he realized that he was still 108,000 miles away from the standard of a writer.

What about Jiang Yulou?

Maybe I'll be cheeky enough to read his novels later.