Zhong Ji'an suddenly felt that his son's composition still had some highlights, "Monkey scientist——"
Son: "Mom, do you think my composition is very imaginative?"
Zhong Ji'an: "There are turkey scientists in Jiang Yang's latest serialized science fiction."
Lao Gong suddenly said: "Oh, yes!"
He remembered that someone in his son's class was reading science fiction, but it had just been confiscated by the Chinese teacher. When this colleague was not in class, he was still watching in the office and said that Jiang Yang was really imaginative in this issue.
He glared at his son: "You even copied this idea!"
"Learn from, learn from."
The son gave his mother a weak look and asked for help.
Lao Gong tutored his son in his homework, which made Lao Gong the person in their family who banged the table every day and stared at people with high blood pressure. Zhong Ji'an often went on business trips abroad to negotiate copyrights and spent less time with his children. He felt indebted.
time to put out fires.
But today——
Zhong Ji'an's heart was filled with ripples, and he was looking forward to returning to his old dream and playing a good game.
She spoke righteously: "Your dad is right!"
What a lesson!
"If you can really learn from Jiang Yang's latest serial, you can go off topic and write a science fiction composition. What are you doing?"
I pieced together an essay purely based on Jiang Yang’s creativity and Journey to the West!
"If my boss knew that you insulted his husband's creativity, he would have to fire me!" Zhong Ji'an picked up a chopstick of vegetables for his son, then tapped his chopstick to serve the shrimp, "Okay, take the bowl and go back to eat. This
You have no right to eat shrimp!”
The son was stunned.
Lao Gong also had a surprised look on his face. Why are husbands and wives following each other today?
before.
Zhong Ji'an often educates him, a person who stays in school, as a social member.
The son was reluctant to leave Da Xia: "Am I your biological child?"
Lao Gong came back to his senses: "I'm also wondering, your mother and I are both majoring in Chinese, how could we give birth to a person like you——"
Lao Gong became very angry when he talked about his son's composition.
Once when I was writing about climbing a mountain, my son just started writing about how to climb a mountain. Although it was flowing but not off topic, it turned out that he couldn't make up 800 words, so he just stood on the mountain and shouted, and there was an echo, and the echo made up 200 words!
There are still ripples in Zhong Ji'an's heart.
After hearing what Lao Gong said, she quickly added: "Absolutely her biological child!"
Lao Gong looked surprised again.
Something's wrong with his wife today.
Why did he vaguely feel that she was driving, but for some reason, he felt a little swaying as the car drove.
The son carefully picked up a prawn with chopsticks and said, "I think my composition this time is really great."
The subject matter is novel, it not only borrows the creative ideas of science fiction, but also uses allusions from famous works. The theme is also clear, telling people not to act haphazardly, otherwise they will attract revenge. The educational significance is particularly profound.
"Okay, okay."
Zhong Ji'an asked him to stop. Someone paid for Jiang Yang's creativity. "No one will read your composition even if you pay for it."
She told Lao Gong about today's meeting by the way, adding some topics for conversation between the couple: "Poirot is very popular in Britain. Do you know their price for buying the TV series rights? It's a small building, and it doesn't count the share."
Son: "Dad, you also like writing. You can also write about his building whenever you want."
Lao Gong: "Take the bowl and go back and memorize the essay!"
As soon as Zhong Ji'an heard Lao Gong's tone, he immediately knew that he was getting carried away.
She also wanted to increase the conversation topics——
certainly.
It also means to show off.
after all.
She is now involved in such a large transnational project and has a relationship like Party A's Party A. It is inevitable to be proud.
However--
Lao Gong's hobby since childhood has been writing, and his ideal is to become a great writer.
No way.
The manuscripts he wrote were rejected many times.
so.
Lao Gong hates comparing him to others.
What's more -
Lao Gong likes pure literature, but dislikes science fiction and mystery literature.
Like many Chinese teachers, he classified these books as leisure books and hated students reading them in school. It was okay to read them outside class for fun. If he really wanted to cultivate his literary talents, Lao Gong felt that he had to read classics.
Zhong Ji'an understands it quite well.
Reading is actually a very utilitarian thing. Authors invest brainpower and time in writing books, and readers also invest brainpower and time in reading. So you can read whatever books you want. For students who want to improve their grades, famous books are obviously more suitable.
The son put a few prawns into the bowl and went back to his room to endorse.
Zhong Ji'an and Lao Gong were the only ones left at the dinner table.
She tried to start an interesting topic, but all she could think of for a moment was work. However, the two work in different environments, one is in school and the other is in society; one likes pure literature, and the content that the other is looking for must be popular if he wants to make money——
it's wired.
We have been husband and wife for more than ten years, why have we become strangers?
finally.
Zhong Ji'an could only ask: "Is the dish cooked well today?"
Lao Gong nodded: "Yes, very good."
After meal.
Lao Gong consciously put away the dishes and took out the folder from his bag.
Zhong Ji'an: "The manuscript was rejected again?"
Lao Gong: "Yeah."
This manuscript was not returned by the magazine or publishing house, and is now submitted online. However, after the manuscript was rejected, Lao Gong used to print it out and store it at home to avoid accidentally deleting it on the computer or losing it.
After all, his computer often handles courseware and other tasks.
Lao Gong entered the study.
Zhong Ji'an thought for a while and followed in.
The ripples in her heart were still there, and she wanted to care about Lao Gong.
Speaking of which, when Lao Gong submitted a manuscript in the past, he would tell her that after the manuscript was rejected, she would also follow her as a consultant. But later on, I don’t know when, Lao Gong rarely told her, and she rarely asked.
so--
When Zhong Ji'an came in to ask, Lao Gong was a little surprised.
Zhong Ji'an: "What did the editor say this time?"
Lao Gong: "It's still the same old thing. Wen seems to be displeased with the mountains."
It's just that the story doesn't have enough twists and turns.
Zhong Ji'an knew that this was Lao Gong's old problem. He had too little contact with society and could not write about people who were too bad, too weird, or too tragic. And his character was peaceful, so the things he wrote were also very peaceful and tended to
The time is quiet and peaceful.
Zhong Ji'an: "Let me see?"
"well."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Lao Gong handed the document bag to Zhong Ji'an, always feeling that his wife was a little weird today.
It's a bit like going back to when I was first married.
Zhong Ji'an sat down and watched, slowly frowning.
She actually likes Zhong Ji'an's articles, which have a kind of peaceful and peaceful beauty. She doesn't have to worry about sudden tragedies or anything like that. But after so many submissions that were rejected, Lao Gong deliberately changed them again and again, but it was very awkward.
.
"Don't force yourself."
Zhong Ji'an put down the manuscript, "I think it's good to write about what you like and are happy with."
Lao Gong wanted to do it too, but no one looked at it.
Zhong Ji'an couldn't give much advice.
The only person she knew who was an outstanding writer was Jiang Yang.
This guy can write an advertisement with ease.
The name of the old thief is really not for nothing.
Lao Gong will continue to start his own writing again.
Zhong Ji'an didn't bother him.
but--
Before going out, she asked in Lao Gong's ear: "The monk is knocking on Yuexia's door. Do you feel more comfortable with pushing or knocking?"
she went out.
"Ahem."
Lao Gong almost lost his grasp.
When he was just doing that, he couldn't help but add an elegant word, feeling that this poem was perfect for his body shape.
He hasn't mentioned it in many years.
Zhong Ji'an had never said it before, but now it came out of nowhere, which had a huge impact on him.
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Jiang Yang stepped aside again and continued writing advertising scripts.
As for "The Ordination"——
After Li Qingning read it and checked for typos, the only question was who to submit it to.
Publishers definitely can’t.
This article is too short, more than 10,000 words are not enough to be published in a book.
Only magazine companies are suitable.
Can--
The love in "The Ordination" may be science fiction to some people, but it must not be published in Mr. Chengzi's science fiction magazine. Jiang Yang thought about it and saw him buying it while waiting for Sister Xia outside a convenience store.
that literary magazine.
It's called "Kyoto Literature and Art".
The magazine has an email address for submitting articles, and Jiang Yang submitted the article directly.