Chapter 90 is written alive
"What kind of day is this? Can't you even get enough to eat?" Wan Fang said.
"You are just being argumentative. How can you not have enough food to eat? Look at my face. I am almost unrecognizable because of my weight loss."
Wan Fang pretended to observe his face and said, "I can't tell."
The two of them were arguing noisily at the dining table, which added a bit of liveliness to the atmosphere, and both Mr. Wan and Li Yuru, two elderly people, showed some smiles on their faces.
Especially after Mr. Wan finished reading Lin Weimin's novel just now, everyone could clearly see that he was a little depressed, and he has only just recovered a little now.
After a lively meal, Lin Weimin and Wan Fang helped Li Yuru clean up the dishes. Then, Mr. Wan waved at him, "Weimin, come here."
Lin Weimin sat on the sofa in the living room and looked at Mr. Wan.
"This novel..." The old man pointed at the manuscript on the armrest of the sofa and asked, "How did you come up with such a theme?"
Lin Weimin had already prepared his speech in his mind and he spoke it out effortlessly.
"I just listened to the old comrades talking about a lot of old stories, and I was inspired to write about them."
Mr. Wan nodded slightly, seeming to agree with Lin Weimin's statement.
"The novel is well written, but the content is too bold!"
"Teacher, what aspect do you mean?" Lin Weimin laughed.
"What do you think?"
There are many bold parts in Lin Weimin's novels, such as targeting Buzz Buzz and the old society...
But scar literature has exploded in recent years, and there have been too many criticisms of buzz buzz buzz, and Lin Weimin's novels can't even be ranked among them. Criticisms of the old society are not really a problem, they are all the dregs of the previous dynasty, and there is nothing to be said about them.
What made Mr. Wan say the word "bold" must be a question about orientation.
"Teacher, do you think Xiaodouzi is a boy or a girl?"
Mr. Wan groaned and said, "A man's body and a woman's heart."
"Then it's over. In the final analysis, Xiao Douzi is just a poor man alienated by the environment. His feelings for Duan Xiaolou cannot be simply viewed as love between a man and a woman. It is mixed with family affection, friendship, and the bond of sympathy and mutual dependence."
After listening to his words, Mr. Wan thought for a while and said, "You are right. You think very clearly. No wonder you write so well."
Lin Weimin scratched his head and smiled shyly, "Thank you for the compliment, Teacher!"
Mr. Wan picked up the manuscript and flipped through it again, with a look of emotion on his face, "Weimin, your novel is indeed very impressive, especially..."
Mr. Wan's eyes flashed with some pain, "Especially for those of us who have experienced it."
“This is also the reason why scar literature has become popular in recent years.”
"But your novel is slightly different from those scar literatures." Mr. Wan pulled himself out of the painful memories. "Whether it's feudal dregs or cultural changes, they are all to highlight the theme of love, but it's not just about love, the perspective is very broad."
Lin Weimin nodded and said, "Teacher, you understand it correctly."
Mr. Wan showed a mischievous smile on his face, "It seems that my understanding ability is not bad."
While the two were talking, Wan Fang came over.
She noticed her father's unusual reaction after reading Lin Weimin's novel, and became even more curious. She took the opportunity to flip through the manuscript while they were chatting.
When Wan Fang came to her senses again, she found that it was pitch black outside the window.
"Ah! It's getting dark!"
"you do not say."
Lin Weimin brought out two plates of dumplings from the kitchen, "You almost missed dinner."
Wan Fang stood up, walked towards him, and patted his shoulder, "Good boy, you write really well."
Lin Weimin shuddered and almost dropped the plate in his hand. "Senior sister, please be gentle. There are only a few dumplings left."
Wan Fang ignored his words and asked, "Tell me, how did you write this novel?"
"Just think about what you can write."
"Are you still hiding it from me?"
Lin Weimin looked at her helplessly, and then said, "Okay, I'll tell you about my creative experience after dinner."
"That's more like it."
Wan Fang smiled, finished her dinner in a few bites, and sat on the sofa waiting for Lin Weimin to share his creative experience with her.
After finishing his meal, Lin Weimin sat on the sofa, shaking his head, still thinking about how to fool Wan Fang.
"To be honest, the inspiration for this novel came from my master's wife."
"Oh?" Wan Fang became excited when she heard it, and even the two old people, Mr. Wan and Li Yuru, became curious.
“At first I was planning to write a story about a love story in adversity, but then I thought it was too thin and I had to add some substance to the novel.
There is buzzing, and there is the alternation of the old and new societies, but after adding these two, I still feel that these elements are not shocking enough.
I thought of my Master’s wife…”
Lin Weimin gave Li Yuru an apologetic smile, and the old lady waved at him, indicating that it was okay.
"My master's wife is a famous Peking Opera artist. She first learned the role of Qingyi and then Huadan. I thought of the fact that in the old society, many Huadan singers were men!
When I thought about it, inspiration came to me. Imagine a good boy, his mother sent him to a drama troupe to sing a male dan in order to make a living.
Under the stick education of Peking Opera, Xiao Douzi's psychology gradually became alienated. If he were given some miserable experiences, wouldn't his relationship with his senior brother Duan Xiaolou be shaken?"
Wan Fang listened to Lin Weimin's analysis, slowly pondering it in her mind. The more she thought about it, the more it made sense to her.
Especially the fact that Lin Weimin arranged a woman named Juxian for Duan Xiaolou, the contrast between the two was even more shocking.
She looked at Lin Weimin with a tone of admiration, "I really want to open your head and see how many wonderful ideas you have."
"Dad, do you think what Weimin said makes sense?" she turned around and asked.
Mr. Wan looked at Lin Weimin, and after a moment's silence, he said, "Weimin's idea is very good. To be honest, I have nothing to teach him anymore."
Lin Weimin was shocked, "Sir, please don't kick me out!"
Mr. Wan glared at him and said, "Don't be weird!"
"Hehe!" Lin Weimin smiled shyly.
"The novel "For the People" is very well written. From the Republic of China, the Anti-Japanese War and the Liberation, to the founding of the People's Republic of China, it not only tells the joys and sorrows of Duan Xiaolou and Cheng Dieyi in the turbulent times, but also has a grand narrative perspective, as well as an analysis of traditional culture, and a reflection and questioning of human nature and history.
The line by Li Dieyi in the novel, 'It's a lifetime. One year, one month, one day, one hour less, it doesn't count as a lifetime' is so shocking that it moves me every time I think of it."
Wan Fang then said, "I think what Duan Xiaolou said is very true. Cheng Dieyi is a stubborn person who can only live by being crazy."
Mr. Wan nodded and said, "Not bad. Weimin brought this character to life. It gave me goose bumps. This character is no less powerful than Fanyi's!"
(End of this chapter)
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