Today, the villagers of Shanghe Village found that the Jiang family seemed to have some happy events, the old Jiang Jiang Jianguo, his daughter-in-law Xiulian and his eldest son Aiding the DPRK all had a smile on their faces, and they walked even more lightly, and even the work seemed to have inexhaustible strength.

Just asked, but they refused to reveal it easily, and only said that they would know about it for a while.

The reason why Jiang Jianguo's family is happy is very simple, the youngest son Jiang Yulou's work was successfully submitted, published soon, and he also got paid.

One hundred and eighty-nine dollars!

At that time, the dozen or so big solidarity really made the family cry with joy.

Jiang Yulou didn't lie, he really made money by writing, no worse than being a worker in the city.

The period after the reform can be said to be the best era for writers, unlike the 90s when life was embarrassed due to rising prices, now the relatively high manuscript fees and relatively low prices can allow them to live a more comfortable life in China.

Material enjoyment is only secondary, and the improvement of status is the real satisfaction of the spiritual needs of the writers.

Since the resumption of the college entrance examination, it has driven the masses' reverence for knowledge and yearning for reading, so that writers and intellectuals enjoy a high social status, especially writers will be yearned for by a large number of literary and artistic young people wherever they go.

Jiang Yulou has brought great changes to the Jiang family, they have seen hope, and the days are getting more and more hopeful, and the smile naturally crawls all over their faces.

There are positive changes in the family, and Jiang Yulou is very pleased.

At the same time, he also warned himself not to slack off.

After receiving the manuscript fee, he also devoted himself to the creation of the second work.

On a new day, Jiang Yulou came to school in high spirits.

At the school gate, he saw Tang Yuewen.

As soon as the girl he had a crush on appeared, he immediately went up to say hello.

"Yuewen, it's early."

Tang Yuewen heard Jiang Yulou's voice, turned her head and said with a smile, "Morning."

Jiang Yulou took three steps and made two steps, walked to the girl's side, and walked side by side.

He carried his schoolbag in his left hand, touched his nose with his right hand, and then said, "Yuewen, how is the novel written?" ”

"I wrote a little, thanks to your guidance, it went much smoother than before." mentioned the novel she wrote, Tang Yuewen opened her eyes and laughed.

Jiang Yulou laughed, and then said with a smile: "If you don't understand anything, you can ask me, how can I say that I am also a person who has published works now." ”

"Knowing you're amazing, big! Make! Family! Tang Yuewen covered her mouth and smiled.

Jiang Yulou said proudly: "I don't dare to be a great writer, but do some people want to call me a teacher?" ”

"Do you know how you look now?" Tang Yuewen pouted.

Jiang Yulou said without hesitation: "Is there one? I'm so good who will beat me, it must be jealous. ”

Tang Yuewen couldn't see his proud look, and deliberately struck: "I really want to be a great writer, it's not impossible to be a teacher, but there are many works of great writers, unlike some people, who only write one work, and they are proud that they don't know what their surname is." ”

"Who says I only have one work? I'm now starting to devote myself to the creation of my second work. ”

Jiang Yulou broke the news, and Tang Yuewen was so shocked that she almost screamed.

How long has it been since he started working again?

"Why do you have so many inspirations?"

She was in pain when she wrote a short story by herself, how did she get to him, and how the inspiration for writing kept bubbling out like a spring.

Jiang Yulou pretended to be melancholy and said, "This...... Maybe it's called talent. ”

"Speak well!" Tang Yuewen's hateful teeth itched.

Although he is excellent, he also has a hated side!

Jiang Yulou is not funny, but unusual, and said quite deeply: "The Loess Plateau has precipitated thousands of years of hardships and pains, and countless stories with a long aftertaste have been brewed. ”

After he decided on the direction of writing and took root in this Loess Plateau, he paid great attention to the collection of materials, until he overheard the old man in the village singing "Orchid Flower", and he had a flash of inspiration, and he already knew how to write in his heart.

Tang Yuewen was stunned, she only felt that he was so philosophical that even her father couldn't say these words.

Don't...... Is his writing talent really that high?

It's a feast!

Jiang Yulou saw that she didn't speak, and said with a wink: "How is it, I'm amazing, don't you worship me very much?" ”

"Poof."

The girl was amused by him.

"Is it still a novel this time?"

"That's right, it's still a novel, or a story about our Northwest folklore."

"Is there a name?"

Jiang Yulou's eyes were deep, as if he had traveled through a distant time, and then, he nodded firmly: "Yes, it's called "Yellow Earth"!" ”

"Yellow Earth" is a film adapted and filmed by Chen Kaige based on the essay "Empty Valley Orchid", and with this debut film directed by himself, he has established his status among the fifth generation of directors.

The film has won many director awards at the Locarno International Film Festival, Edinburgh Film Festival, London International Film Festival, Hawaii International Film Festival, Tokyo Film Festival and so on.

What he wants to do is to make the film novel, and sometimes the text has an advantage that the film can't match.

"Loess ......"

Tang Yuewen muttered to herself.

Although I haven't seen his work yet, through the name of the novel, a thick and rustic atmosphere has been paved.

The girl looked at Jiang Yulou, only feeling that he was sharp and full of confidence at this moment.

This is the unique temperament of a writer!

It was at this moment that the girl realized that the current Jiang Yulou was the real him.

Now he has the vigor and self-confidence of a young man, and before he wrote, he was just a living shell carrying Jiang Yulou's name.

It's not that she's sentimental, it's a woman's instinct, in her mother's words.

After a moment of silence, the girl said, "When will it be finished, I still want to be your first reader." ”

"Okay."

In a few words, the two made another agreement.

At this time, an indescribable feeling drifted in the girl's heart.

Time passed little by little, and Jiang Yulou really began to write.

It was at this moment that he missed the computer of his previous life immensely.

Without a computer or a typewriter, he couldn't write faster. And it's a hassle to change it, and who's to say that you don't need to change what you're writing now?

He is expected to write a novel of more than 20,000 words, and he can only write about 1,000 words every day. This is transcribed on manuscript paper, and the number of scraps written is unknown.

He estimated that it would take a month to finish writing this work.

It's been a month, and he's already looking forward to it.