Seeing off the smiling Meng Weizai, Jiang Yulou looked sad.

He really didn't think about what he should write next, and works with realistic themes are not so easy to write. He had never thought of writing this type of work so early.

In fact, according to his age and experience, how could he write such a profound work.

It's just that I don't know why, Meng Weiya subconsciously ignored his age, and firmly believed that he could write realistic works that were deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Jiang Yulou was a little dazed for a while, and he didn't know where to start.

So, he began to think about what kind of work he wanted to write.

Works that reflect reality, what works do they reflect, the economic wave that the people will usher in after the reform and opening up, or the difficulties and challenges that the people will eventually face after the integration of the Eastern and Western worlds?

Or, exposing the cruel truth of the world?

The general public is closed to information, and the information he gets is what the ruling class wants him to know, and what he thinks is only what he thinks. They can't see the world, they don't know that the outside world is far more brilliant than they think.

Hey, if you think about it, it's not bad to write like this.

Thinking of this, he lifted his pen.

But how do you write it?

Jiang Yulou paced back and forth in the room, definitely not writing too explicitly, otherwise he would definitely be banned. Although he doesn't see anything wrong with it, there are still people who are rotten in their minds who will boycott his work.

Secondly, write about the future, not about the present.

It also needs to be realistic, and not make the reader feel fake.

In the end, it can arouse the reader's thinking and resonance.

In later generations, are there similar literary works in China? Jiang Yulou searched in his mind and couldn't think of a suitable work.

What if the scope is expanded?

So, he set his sights on the movies he was familiar with.

Jiang Yulou quickly thought of a movie, which fascinated many audiences because of its bizarre design plot. With the passage of time, this movie has been talked about by more and more fans, both IMDB and Douban have extremely high ratings.

Jiang Yulou recalled the plot of the movie again and again in his mind, and determined that this was a good work worthy of being turned into a novel. To be honest, if the adaptation is successful, it will not be outdated after ten or twenty years.

After combing through all the details in his mind, Jiang Yulou began to write.

After all, it is based on a movie work, and he also needs to write an outline and a character biography.

Don't underestimate the outline, unless you're writing a short or medium-length novella, a novel outline is essential.

Writing and drawing, he changed it a few times before he wrote an outline that satisfied him.

And then there are the characters.

Since it is based on the movie, there are many characters in it. Some roles are important, some roles are dispensable, but he still wrote down all the characters according to the memory in his mind, and then wrote down the roles they played on paper. Finally, according to the relationship, a relationship diagram was drawn.

"The actor is an insurance salesman in the movie, but the background is changed to China. Although there was insurance in this era, the people did not have the concept of insurance, and it was not until 1982 that the life insurance business resumed. That...... What decent careers are available in the city? Jiang Yulou knocked on the table and made a decision, "The salesman of the pharmaceutical company of the pharmaceutical company, this job is good." ”

"As for the heroine's profession, there is no need to change, the career of a hospital nurse is very good."

After that, the arrangement of some characters also went smoothly, and there were not many changes that he needed.

Well, except for the deletion of the phone and computer, everything else is perfect.

After the preliminary preparations were done, he began to conceive the plot.

After thinking about the beginning, Jiang Yulou began to write. Since "Jurassic Park" was written, he didn't write again, so that after he picked up the pen again, he was a little jerky.

"It's degenerate, where is the momentum of the early years." Jiang Yulou's expression was bitter, after all, he was rusty.

After a sigh, he began to write, and after a long pause, he finally found some sense.

It was almost lunchtime when he put down his pen and rubbed his sore wrists and somewhat stiff fingers.

Then he picked up the manuscript and looked at it intently, and after a quick glance, he shook his head disapprovingly.

Jiang Yulou smiled bitterly: "What am I writing here, if this is cast in "Contemporary", they will all go crazy." ”

This beginning is too poorly written, although he has an outline and a plot in his mind, but the picture is not a literal thing after all. How to put the picture in your mind into words is a very sophisticated writing skill.

If he had written it last year, the writing would have been as smooth as his peers, without any delay. But this year, he didn't write for half a year, but what he wrote even blushed when he read it.

"You can't be sloppy at the beginning, you have to polish it well."

After speaking, Jiang Yulou did not hesitate to crumple the manuscript paper into a ball and throw it to the ground, not taking his brainchild seriously at all.

Creators must have a clear enough understanding of what they write, otherwise what they write will be difficult to see at all. He is responsible for himself, for the magazine, and even more for the readers.

If you can't even pass this hurdle, you won't be able to appear in magazines.

So, Jiang Yulou competed with himself.

He took advantage of the fact that he still had a few days left on sick leave, greeted his family in advance, locked himself in his room, and was bound to write a satisfactory opening.

Although it has not yet reached the point where you can't live without going crazy, this state of writing still worries the family.

It's just that they don't understand, so they can only let the eldest son find Tang Yuewen.

Tang Yuewen was very worried when she heard this, she came to Jiang's house and went to Jiang Yulou's study.

Jiang Yulou's study has the light on, although it is not dim, but with the windows closed, the fresh air cannot penetrate in, which always makes people feel groggy.

Thinking that her boyfriend was writing in this state, the girl felt very distressed.

"Yulou ......" Tang Yuewen walked behind Jiang Yulou, and didn't dare to make a loud noise, so she called in a low voice.

Jiang Yulou heard the voice coming from behind him, stopped his pen, he turned his head to look, and found Tang Yuewen's existence.

"Yuewen, why are you here?"

Tang Yuewen said softly: "It was my uncle and aunt who asked my eldest brother to come to me, and they are very concerned about your body." ”

Jiang Yulou's heart warmed, "My fault makes you worried." ”

"Don't blame me for interrupting your writing." The girl smiled sweetly.

She glanced at the manuscript and was a little surprised, "Is it new?" ”

"Well, Lao Meng asked for me, and just when I got inspiration, I decided to start writing." Jiang Yulou didn't hide it from her, and said it with a smile.

"What kind of story is it?"