MTL - I Had a Home In 1982-Chapter 448 447. Remuneration comes to your door (happy weekend)

   Chapter 448 447. Remuneration comes to your door (happy weekend)

   When Wang Yi came out of Huang Xiaohua's house, the head of the willow was already on the moon.

   He went to a few other restaurants, all of whom were happily nibbling on warm sweet potatoes.

   The fisherman's house is brightly lit, but there is no smoke from the chimney on the roof. Every household has raised a stove, and there is no need to cook a pot tonight.

  Roast a sweet potato in a small oven in the stove and eat it out.

  The stove at the back is usually used, and there is no need to cook with a pot. It is convenient and easy to use the iron pot with the iron stove to steam the rice.

   The cold wind picked up at night, and both the members of the team and the members of the outside team who were watching TV entered the room and never came out.

   So the street lamps on both sides of the stone path looked a little cold and lonely.

  Winter night is the purest time on the outer islands. The island is quiet and has no style, but this is also a style, a style unique to peaceful and delicate girls.

  Wang Yi returned to the main island and walked up the mountain with the moonlight, breaking through the sprinkled moonlight.

  The moon wheel rises, crosses the hills, covers the sea, and coats the mountains and waters with a layer of silver.

  The cold moon shines on the sea, and the luster is glamorous.

  Silver frost covered the water surface, making it look empty and indifferent, and even the grass and trees in the depths of the island turned white. At this time, the ground seemed to be covered with a palpitating layer of frost.

  There is also a landscape in the sky. Occasionally, there are clouds blown by the wind. When you look up, the clouds on a winter night are extraordinarily white and have a dreamlike clarity.

   At this moment, Wanli Xinghe is extraordinarily close to the world, and the lights of the fisherman's house are next to him. The slightly dim color can warm people's hearts.

  Wang Yi looked far into the night sky and looked around, half the stars were woven, and half the fishing fire was extinguished.

   When he got back to the top of the mountain, the teachers had already eaten.

  Younger teachers have evening classes for members, while older ones go back to soaking their feet in hot water and reading books under the covers.

   Every Sunday, Zhu Zhenxue would go back to the county—not to go home, his wife went to live with his son, and he went to the county to borrow books from the library.

   This time, he borrowed a copy of "One Hundred Years of Solitude". For an old intellectual like him, it is the best life to lie down on a warm bed and read a book that he likes at night after a full meal.

   Zhu Zhenxue, who was about to go home, had a face-to-face with Wang Yi.

   He stopped and said to Wang Yi, "Mr. Wang, your "Long Aotian Global Adventure" has been published. Today I looked at your sample book in the library. It's really good. You will give me a collection later."

  Wang Yi said: "Yes, the book is published, but it seems that only a sample book is out? I don't know how many volumes were in the first edition, and I don't have any news."

  Tianya Island is too inconvenient, there is no telephone, no fax, and it is troublesome to send a letter, so he entrusts Bai Lihua to take care of everything for him.

   Zhu Zhenxue was surprised by his attitude.

   This is too calm, right?

   This is a novel published!

   This year, if you publish a novel, you can call yourself a writer and writer!

   Private teachers are the main force in contributing to magazines and newspapers in this era, and they are also the main force in writing short and long stories.

   They can be seen frequently in magazines, newspapers and short story submissions, but in the field of novels, their works are difficult to publish.

The reason why    is so active in submission is because whether it is publishing poetry or articles, whether it is published in magazines or in newspapers, you can add points when you are transferred to public teachers.

  If private teachers can publish a literary work, they can basically be directly transferred to public teachers. Although their household registration is still an agricultural household registration, they can also eat commercial grain.

   But Zhu Zhenxue thought about Wang Yi's attitude towards the establishment of public teachers, and felt that everything was normal.

   This is an excellent young man who truly cares about the people wholeheartedly.

   The two chatted briefly, and the colander at the door of the big kitchen greeted Wang Yi when he saw him: "Mr. Wang is back? Come and eat quickly, put it in the pot, it will be cold later."

  Wang Yi strolled over and said with a smile, "Give me some fire when it's cold."

  The colander said: "The main thing is to boil the fish soup tonight. This thing is very hot. If the heat is too high, the fish will be old and the taste will be worse."

   On the night of light snow, the island is cold, and there are old comrades and lesbians in the teacher group, which requires some warm night meals.

  The colander chose the fish soup, which is a traditional winter delicacy spread by every family in the outer islands. Every family can make it, but there are not many that can really be done well.

The fish soup is not easy to make. Wash a whole fish without removing the scales and steam it. Lift the whole piece of fish skin and don’t use it. Mix the fish skin with pepper and soup.

Remove the skin of the steamed mink fish, use chopsticks to remove the fish meat from the fish bones, then remove the bones of the fish meat, add the selected fish meat into the soup to thicken, then add the eggs, stir quickly to form eggs, add chopped green onions, This is how you can make the most basic minnow soup.

  The colander made it even more delicious, put some spinach leaves in it, and cut diced ham. The fish soup made in this way is crystal clear, red, green and yellow, very beautiful.

   A large bowl of steaming fish soup came out of the pot and brought it to Wang Yi, and a colander brought him another plate of egg pancakes.

  Wang Yi gave him a thumbs up while eating the egg cake: "Okay, Teacher Leo's craftsmanship is getting better and better now. This egg cake tastes really good. Can you get one for the students tomorrow?"

   He bought a lot of eggs and duck eggs in Huangtu Township today and brought them back, and now there is no shortage of eggs in the store and the kitchen.

   Colander said with a smile: "Yes, then I will give the students egg pie tomorrow morning, but they will be happy. They are following you, Mr. Wang. In the past, it would be good to eat egg pie once every three months in winter."

   "Let's all follow Teacher Wang." Zhong Yaoyao came over and gave Wang Yi a small plate of hot and sour carrots.

Wang Yi greeted them to eat, and Zhong Yaoyao waved her hand: "I ate with the teachers just now, this is all left over for you, you can eat it quickly - the egg cake that Teacher Le made for you deliberately put more eggs and less eggs. flour."

   She is a very scheming girl, and knows to seize the opportunity to show her man in front of the leader.

  Wang Yi said cooperatively: "No wonder this cake is extra fragrant. I use a lot of eggs, can the taste be bad?"

   After eating this meal with a laugh, the members watched the news broadcast and came up one after another to prepare to listen to the class and study.

  The secrecy team began to push a cart to transport food under the greeting of Wang Xianghong.

  Before going to sleep tonight, the members are busier than ever before, adding coal and sealing the fire to make the fire in the hearth smaller. At any rate, they will persist for seven or eight hours until tomorrow morning.

   The next day is the 30th, November is almost over.

  Wang Yi got up in the morning and went out to take a look. At night, there was a layer of frost, but it was not thick. It was scattered on the roof and sprinkled on the grass on the ground. The rising sun shines brightly.

  The red peppers, garlic heads, frozen meat, and frozen tofu hanging under the eaves are also frosted.

  The chimneys of the stoves in the courtyards of the members of the four groups were slowly smoking. When the sea breeze blew, there was a smell of fireworks all over the island.

  The colander came out, pinched the tofu and looked at it, and said happily: "My dear, Mr. Wang, today's lunch is out, stewed frozen tofu with cabbage, it's very delicious!"

   Wang Yi said, "Add some meat."

  The colander said: "Add the kind of concentrated chicken soup you brought back. It's delicious without meat. It's steaming hot, and one person has a big steamed bun. It's more exciting to eat."

   The sun was a little higher in the back, and the students lined up to get dinner.

   They looked at the golden egg pancakes and grinned happily.

Ou barefoot stretched his neck and looked in, and asked, "What is an egg cake? Is this delicious? Hey, I said it's better to live on the island, there is delicious food every day, I didn't fart in the morning, I baked two Fish, a few prawns and crabs are enough to eat!"

  Wang Yi brought an egg cake and millet porridge to Wang Xianghong.

  Wang Xianghong is cooking the stove.

He raised his head and smiled and said, "Mr. Wang, the stove you bought is an advanced one, and it's really easy to use. Last night, I closed the stove casually. I was thinking that if no one sleeps here, the stove should go out as soon as it goes out. "

   "And guess what? When I came back this morning, the briquettes weren't burnt through, but there was still a little fire inside!"

   "Now I'll take a bite, the fire is on again!"

   He used a fire hook to lift the lid of the furnace and show it to Wang Yi.

   There is a blazing fire inside.

  The sea breeze is fierce, and if the fisher's stove is opened, it can always burn very vigorously.

  Zhu Zhenxue came in, took off his glasses and said, "Haha, this stove is not in vain, and the coal is not burning in vain. I came in today and found out that the temperature is different."

   "Is the temperature different?" Wang Xianghong said happily.

  Zhu Zhenxue said: "Yes, it is indeed warmer. This coal is not burned for nothing. By the way, Captain Wang, the coal in the office does not need to be burned by the production team. Our teacher group is responsible for it."

  He, Good Night, Xu Heng, and Sun Zhengnan are all public teachers, and everyone has an index for coal purchases every month.

   Among them, he is an excellent teacher at the provincial level, and the indicator is even higher. He can buy 55 kilograms of coal every month, and the others are 30 kilograms.

  Wang Yi handed the breakfast to Wang Xianghong, reached out and baked it on the stove.

   Steaming hot.

  This stove has a high heat utilization rate, unlike the earthen stove on the island where there is a circle of dry mud, which causes the flame to heat up the dry mud before it can spread out, which wastes a lot of heat.

  Wang Xianghong had eaten with the school several times before. Now that he is familiar with the road, he no longer refuses. He is eating egg pancakes with a bowl, and he is very unhappy.

   Listening to the radio while eating, for him this is the day of the gods:

   "...More than 120 retired teachers have signed up for education in the Northeast. Among the 46 approved retired teachers, the oldest teacher from Xikang Middle School, Teng Fei, is 69 years old."

"Old intellectuals who have experienced two societies never forget their responsibilities, and are unswerving and enthusiastic about the development of education. The 12th National Congress of the Communist Party of China made education and science one of the strategic priorities of economic development. They are a great inspiration."

   "Many of them retired and continued to find things to do, or even left the more comfortable big cities to contribute to education in their lifetime. This spirit can be called a teacher!"

  Wang Xianghong put down the egg cake and commented: "How can the spirit of these old comrades be called a role model? This is a role model!"

   "But these radio stations don't know about your deeds, Mr. Zhu and Mrs. Wang. If they knew about your deeds, they would definitely report on you."

  Wang Yi waved his hand and said, "No, I'm going back to my hometown to help my hometown develop. I'm less conscious than the seniors who left their hometown to develop their education in other places after retirement."

"By the way, this news was sent by the Central Radio Station? It seems that the support of retired teachers in educational work in various places will become a new cause encouraged by the state. Maybe we can also apply to the above to see if any old comrades are willing to come to us to play their residual heat. ."

  Wang Xianghong said, "Is there no shortage of teachers in our school? Isn't Mr. Li Yanjing coming over next semester?"

  Wang Yi said: "He's here and he's in short supply. How many teachers do we have here? On average, two teachers per class are barely enough. Now we only have one teacher in charge of each class on average."

   The two chatted around the development of schools, communes, enterprises, and production teams. At eight o'clock, the national flag had to be raised.

  Wang Yi went out with the national flag, and Zhu Zhenxue discussed it with him and said, "Mr. Wang, I went back to the county on Sunday and ran into a few students. They said that the primary school in the county is carrying out five love education."

   "Love the motherland, love the people, love labor, love science, and love public property?" Wang Yi asked.

   The production team ordered an "Education Newspaper" for them, which also contained an introduction to the Five Loves Education.

  Zhu Zhenxue said: "Well, yes, then each primary school carried out large-scale activities, each time with a central theme, organically unifying in-class teaching and extra-curricular activities."

   "For example, let's love the motherland week, carry out some extra courses, choose and read literary works about patriotism in the language class, teach the history of the motherland in the history class, teach the geography of the motherland in the geography class, and hold poetry recitations and speeches praising the motherland in extracurricular activities."

   "So I thought that we might be able to organize a flag-raising team to carry out the five loves education for students. I heard from Teacher Sun, you wanted to do it before, but it didn't work in the end?"

   Old teachers of this era, especially those who have experienced educational work in the 1950s and 1960s, are very keen on leading students to engage in activities.

   In the 1980s, there were quite a lot of student activities, and all schools were keen to carry out various student activities. Spring outings and autumn outings were even more essential.

   Since the 1990s, education has become more formal, and young teachers have also learned that they have to quiz in order to get grades. Since then, student activities have gradually decreased.

  Wang Yi thinks that rural students should not engage in activities such as some or not, as long as they study hard and do a lot of quizzes. For the general public peasant children, becoming a small town quiz maker is the most suitable way out.

   In 22 years, some idiots looked down on small towns as quizzers, laughed at small towns as quizzers, and even criticized this concept of learning. In fact, they are not stupid, they are bad!

  The vested interest groups want to solidify the social class, and although the exams such as the high school entrance examination and the college entrance examination have some shortcomings, they are the best chance for children in rural and small towns to change their destiny and even change the whole family class!

  Some shameless capitalists who should hang street lamps only want labor and service workers, so they try their best to block the road that the country leaves the proletariat to change their destiny.

   But it's good to have a flag-raising team. Wang Yi had this idea before, and even discussed the feasibility with Sun Zhengnan.

  In the end they discussed it and it was not feasible.

   The main reason was that there were too few teachers at that time, and the flag-raising team and national flag class belonged to the face project, and it did not make much sense.

  It is different now. The teachers are much stronger than at the time, and the extracurricular activities of the students are relatively lacking. Wang Yi keeps training them to brush the papers, which is a bit unreasonable in the era of 1982. It is good to do some extracurricular activities like this.

   So he and Zhu Zhenxue walked all the way to discuss the matter, and from this week, students were selected to organize the flag-raising team.

   The national anthem is played, the national flag is raised, and then the principal speaks.

  Wang Yi talked about the school's preparation of selecting students to form a flag-raising team, telling the students to write the application form to the head teacher first, and then the teachers would hold a meeting to discuss the screening.

   As he was introducing, he suddenly saw Sun Zhengnan behind the student team waving at him and pointing in the direction of the office.

  Wang Yi stopped talking and looked in the direction of the office, and saw three people appearing next to the office and looking at him with a smile.

   One woman and two men, of whom he knew the woman.

  White pear flowers.

   Seeing the arrival of Bailihua, Wang Yi guessed that it was related to "Long Aotian Global Adventure", so he told the students that the flag-raising ceremony was over, and each class brought it back to prepare for class.

   He went to receive the three of Bailihua.

  Because if Bai Lihua came for "Long Aotian Global Adventure", the two male comrades around her would probably be the editorial staff of the publishing house.

   The editors of these years need to be well received. They are the mouthpieces of public opinion and have a unique position in society.

  Wang Yi originally wanted to temporarily adjust the class, but after thinking about it, there is now a Sha Shengquan under his command, so he can just let Sha Shengquan take the class for him.

   Really is a lot of people!

   No wonder whether it is the warlord La Shantou or the common people who have children, they like to have many people.

   He made a brief handover with Sha Shengquan, and then went to say hello to Bai Lihua: "Come on, Mr. Bai, why are you here on Monday? You should have a class, right?"

   Then he enthusiastically extended his hands to the men on both sides: "These two comrades look a bit faceless, shouldn't they be teachers from our county No. 1 middle school?"

   "Yes, these two comrades are book editors from Jinling." Bai Lihua introduced with a smile.

   Wang Yi secretly said as expected.

The beautiful teacher gave him a detailed introduction: "This young editor is Comrade Hu Xinfa, my college classmate, my predecessor in the literary club, and the president of our literary club. He is now a senior at Jiangnan Literature Publishing House. is a content editor for children's literature."

   "This leading comrade is Mr. Shen Research Shen, a colleague with Comrade Hu Xinfa, and also my senior alumnus at Qindao University. He is now the editor-in-chief of the editorial group of children's literature and science fiction literature."

   Following Bai Lihua's introduction, the two shook hands with Wang Yi one by one.

   Wang Yi smiled and said, "It goes without saying that my "Long Aotian Global Adventure" was published with the help of two teachers."

   He gestured for the three of them to enter the office.

   It's quite cold outside.

  The stove in the office was burning, the doors and windows were closed, and the room was much warmer.

  Hu Xinfa took off his scarf and said with a smile, "Your stove burns really well. It's cold and windy outside, but it's as warm as spring inside."

  Study Shen curiously looked at the iron stove propped up in the middle of the office.

   This shape is quite unique, different from the charcoal stove he is familiar with.

  Wang Yi poured them tea again.

   Just bought Shi Ai tea, so he poured this year's Shi Ai tea for the three of them, which has a warming effect.

   Shen Yanyan and Hu Xinfa are from Jinling, but they also know about Wengzhou. They know the fame of Shi Ai tea, and they are full of praise after drinking a sip of hot tea.

  Wang Yi immediately said that when he left, he would bring two catties of Shi Ai tea to each of them and go back to drink.

   Bailihua adjusted the atmosphere in the center, and smiled: "Mr. Wang, are you too partial? Why did you give these two comrades tea and not me?"

   "Because I welcome you to visit our island frequently to give pointers on our teaching work." Wang Yi said immediately.

   This answer is watertight.

   All three laughed.

Shen Yanyan sighed: "I heard Comrade Xiaobai introduce you, and I couldn't believe it before that such a wild, witty and interesting sci-fi work was actually written by a teacher from a primary school in the outer islands - Mr. Wang, I did not underestimate you. The meaning of the teachers on the outer islands."

"But we all know that your work is a science fiction work, and it involves the customs of all parts of the world. To be honest, the environment of your outer islands is relatively closed. I think it is difficult to produce a background and A work with such a grand and complex worldview."

  Wang Yi smiled and said, "Mr. Shen's words are very true, but you also said that I am a science fiction work."

"Sci-fi works mainly rely on imagination. The great science-fiction writer Jules Verne has never circumnavigated the world, so he stayed at home and relied on his imagination to write "Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea", "Adventures in the Center of the Earth", "The Center of the Earth" Around the Earth in Eighty Days" and other masterpieces."

Hu Xinfa said in surprise: "Mr. Verne did not stay at home and wrote these masterpieces. He worked as a sailor and went to study in Paris. Horses became friends..."

  I rub, is that so?

  Wang Yi's heart skipped a beat.

   He didn’t know much about Verne’s life, but he admired the author’s imagination and creativity. He learned what he said just now from the media and saw a short video about Verne.

   At that time, the UP master swore that Verne had written many works by staying at home all his life and relying on his family library. He was a genius of the sky...

  Wang Yi kept this matter in mind, and said it casually today, I didn't expect that there are loopholes in this statement!

   This made him secretly sigh: Damn, we media hurt me!

  Shen Research's understanding of the world's writers is obviously not comparable to him.

   He took Hu Xinfa's words and said, "While in Paris, Verne also met an explorer named Jacques Arago. Through this explorer, he learned some customs and customs of all continents in the world."

   "Afterwards, Verne bought a small sailboat with the royalties he earned, called the St. Michel, and traveled around Europe with it, and his horizons were greatly broadened."

   "Before that, he even went to America with his brother Paul on the Great Eastern ship, visiting the Big Apple and Niagara Falls."

"According to the book, Verne is very rigorous, and his writing is not entirely based on imagination. Take "Around the World in Eighty Days" as an example, in 1972, "Around the World in Eighty Days" was the first part of the creation of "Around the World in Eighty Days" On the centenary, a journalist from Gaul tried the travel method in the book, and it took only 72 days to complete a lap around the world..."

  Wang Yi was stunned.

  Editor of this year...

   Basic skills are very solid!

   He also thought that because people of this age do not have mobile phones and computers, they will have less access to information and less knowledge.

   In fact, the main point of "Long Aotian Global Adventure" is to broaden your horizons.

   His book contains a large number of descriptions of local customs and natural species in various countries, which is a realistic work.

   To this end, he bought a lot of books. Magazines such as "Natural History", "National Geographic", "Lonely Planet" and so on collected a set, and "DK Encyclopedia" also bought a whole set.

  Shen's research revolved around Verne, and Bai Lihua brought the topic to Wang Yi and the book "Long Aotian", and the four of them chatted about their works.

Wang Yi is very fortunate that he wrote the book "Long Aotian Global Adventure" written stroke by stroke. All the content in it was figured out by him, so no matter which point the three of them wanted to discuss, he could answer freely. , is justifiable and beyond doubt.

  If he plagiarized a book, such as "Zodiac Zodiac" by Zheng Yuanjie, or directly copied "Three-Body Problem" by Liu Cixin, he would be questioned if he was carefully questioned.

   It’s easy to copy a book and make your own work, but if you meet these authentic cultural elements to discuss the work, it’s easy to ask people to stop!

   Especially Hu Xinfa is also the review editor of "Long Aotian".

   He has studied the contents of the book word by word, and can ask many tricky questions - of course, he and Shen Yan are not doubting Wang Yi's creative rights to this work, after all, Bai Lihua saw the birth of this book with his own eyes.

   He was just curious about many of the contents of the work, because he was fascinated by the work "Long Aotian", and he was a fan of books.

   This time, the two came over and brought Wang Yi a manuscript bill and a sample book.

  The manuscript fee was set in advance, and Bai Lihua informed Wang Yi—that is to say, Wang Yi, a 'newcomer in the literary world', was not qualified to negotiate with the publishing house.

   And these days, writers rarely negotiate with publishing houses, especially for newcomers, it is a great honor to be able to publish works.

  Wang Yi's manuscript fee is not high, and the starting price is three yuan per thousand words.

   This is the starting price of the author's remuneration prescribed by the state.

  Three major transformations in the 1950s, private publishing houses realized public-private partnership, and the methods and standards for the payment of author remuneration were uniformly regulated by the Ministry of Culture, called "Interim Regulations on Remuneration for Literature and Social Sciences Books (Draft.

The draft stipulates that all published manuscripts shall be paid by a combination of basic manuscript remuneration and printing number of manuscripts. yuan, 15 yuan.

   Later, the times were a bit chaotic, and the literati were not taken seriously, so the payment of remuneration was unreasonable.

   However, the comrades of the literati were very enlightened at that time. Many people did not want to pay for their writing, or they paid their fees to the party to support the construction of the country. Some people sent their writing to poverty-stricken areas to support the lives of poor people.

  For example, when the book "Marshal Peng's Autobiography" was published last year, the author donated all the 3,500 yuan from the remuneration to the poverty-stricken elementary schools in the Taihang Mountains, because Comrade Marshal once fought the enemy in the Taihang Mountains and received great help from the people.

A few years ago, in 1977, the State Publishing Administration issued the "New Notice on Trial Implementation of Press and Publication Remuneration and Subsidy Measures", which restored the abolition of the 10-year-old remuneration system, and implemented a low-remuneration system, which is paid in one lump sum according to the quality of the work and the number of words. Remuneration for manuscripts is 2 to 7 yuan per thousand words.

   Then, in 1980, the year before last, the Party Group of the State Publishing Bureau formulated a new standard of remuneration, appropriately increasing the basic remuneration, and raising the number of manuscripts to 3 to 10 yuan per thousand words. At the same time, the remuneration for the number of prints was restored.

  Wang Yi is now getting the basic remuneration for the manuscript, and if there are reprints based on the number of prints, he can receive some more remuneration.

   These news were all introduced to him by Bai Lihua in the letter before. He already had it. He took a look at the remuneration slip, and asked curiously: "This money is taken from the post and telecommunications office - Hey, why is it 880 yuan?"

   Novels are not popular in this era. The final draft of the first volume of "Long Aotian" is 220,000 words, and the total manuscript fee is 660 yuan.

  Wang Yi was quite satisfied with the price. For 1982, it was a lot of money. How many workers could just earn 660 yuan a year.

   But now he is looking at the manuscript fee slip, which is actually a remittance slip.

  Hu Xin laughed and said: "Our editor-in-chief helped you win. Originally, you are a new author, and according to the rules, a starting price is given."

   "But our editor-in-chief was very surprised after seeing your work. He said that although you are a new author, you are extremely talented. Our publishing house should maintain enough respect for you, so the price was raised from 3 yuan to 4 yuan."

  Wang Yi quickly thanked Shen Shen.

  Shen Research said very honestly: "Mr. Wang, you are very talented. Your writing is witty, your characters are vivid, your stories are imaginative, and you have an unlimited future. I set a slightly higher price for you to show our publishing house's respect for talents."

   "In this way, we may have some disputes over money exchanges in the future. I hope you can believe that we respect you and we can resolve the disputes."

  Wang Yi smiled bitterly: "Mr. Shen, you are too good, I don't think I'm that good, right?"

  Study Shen shook his head: "Don't belittle yourself, Mr. Wang, your work is only not concise enough in terms of words and sentences, and lacks in writing, but it can be practiced."

   "Storytelling is a talent. A person who can tell a story can write a lot of interesting stories when he writes a book for the first time. For a person who can't tell a story, even if he racks his brains, he can't write a good story."

   "So in my opinion, a good writer is someone who can tell stories, and Mr. Wang, you are such a good writer!"

   "If you practice your writing more concisely over time, I'm afraid you can become a leader in popular literature such as fairy tale literature and science fiction literature!"

"Maybe your works can still be included in textbooks." Bai Lihua laughed, "I will teach the students at that time, and I will tell them that I have invited the author to you for this class today, and let him give Let's talk, haha."

   said she laughed to herself.

   She was joking.

   However, Shen Shen thought about it carefully, and even nodded.

   (end of this chapter)