The official publication of Innahe magazine will be around the 20th, and the settlement of royalties will not be until October. The earliest estimated settlement will be in mid-October, so just wait patiently.
"The royalties are estimated to arrive in the middle or end of next month, so don't worry." Wan Feng explained on behalf of Qu Yang.
"Thank you, Xiao Wan. It seems that you are my lucky star. I published my work as soon as you came." Qu Yang expressed his sincere gratitude to Wan Feng.
"Teacher Qu, this has nothing to do with me. It's just that you write well."
"You must have been a good picker. Out of so many manuscripts, you chose this one. Oh, and why didn't you accept those manuscripts you rejected? You must have a reason for not accepting them. Tell me!"
"You really want to hear it?"
"Of course, the reason you don't want it might be because my work is not good enough."
That makes sense.
Wan Feng suddenly felt that he might be able to change the consciousness in Qu Yang's head. If he couldn't, there would be no loss. If he could change his worldview, it would be a good thing.
"Well, let me be clear. I don't know much about literary techniques, but I think I'm quite good at reading stories. I prefer works that make me feel happy and passionate, rather than sad. Don't tell me about works that expose the darkness of society or directly attack the filth in people's hearts. I don't need to read such works. If I were to write, I would write about the upstanding aspects of society, not the dark side. Right now, if I am going to write, I will focus on themes of reform and openness, and portray the positive characters of reform and opening up."
Qu Yang was a little confused: "Isn't that something like Gao Daquan?"
"Teacher Qu, I believe that a writer without a political stance will never become an excellent writer. Someone who specializes in writing about darkness and darkness is destined to have a dark and filthy mindset, and his character won't be much better. That's how I understand it. Regardless of whether you are a perfect character or not, I hope you can write about the people who played a role in the reform and opening up. Your works will definitely be published frequently in newspapers and magazines. Otherwise, you might become a tool used by certain forces in the future."
Wan Feng is not exaggerating. In the later period, there were many writers in society who specialized in writing articles that were negative about the country. In the end, they were used as dissidents and public intellectuals.
Just like there was once a famous online writer, several of his works were sought after by many people.
In his previous life, Wan Feng had also read several of his works. They were indeed very enjoyable to read at first, but after reading a few books, Wan Feng discovered that the Chinese people described by this writer were all despicable and dirty men, and all the women were like prostitutes. The sky of the country seemed to be always dark. His works did not give people anything positive, but instead instilled a sense of pessimism and despair, and a feeling that life was worse than death.
Ever since he understood this, Wan Feng never watched any of his works again.
It was expected that this author would eventually become a public intellectual and be banned. He even had the nerve to say that he was forced to become a public intellectual.
Wan Feng doesn't want Qu Yang to become such a writer in the future.
"You think if I write something on this subject, it will become popular?"
"Of course. Although there are many dark things in society, as long as we use our bright eyes to look for the shining elements, the world will be full of hope and sunshine in your eyes. Find and discover the bright factors and record them. Teacher, you will definitely succeed. Come on!"
Wan Feng's bewitching words ignited Qu Yang's fighting spirit: "I will succeed! I will definitely succeed!"
Walking out of the teacher's office with a smile on his face, Wan Feng hoped that from today on, Qu Yang's worldview would change and he would not write things that would make people lose their will.
Back in the classroom, the first class began.
Yu Guo walked into the classroom refreshed and said, "Hello, students. My family has had some health issues these past few days and I've been in the hospital. Please forgive me for missing a few days of classes. Let's start the class now."
As he spoke, Yu Guo's eyes swept across Wan Feng's face and he nodded slightly.
The first class passed quickly, and after class, Wan Feng sat in the classroom and talked to Yang Dejun.
I had just said a few words when I suddenly noticed two high school students lying on the window behind me.
Wan Feng recognized one of them as a student named Fu Wen Gu, but he couldn't remember the name of the other one for the time being.
These two students are usually very close to Sun Jin.
"Li Xin! Sun Jin asked you to go to the riverside after school at noon."
Li Xin sat in his seat with his head down, holding a book in his hand, his face very pale.
Wan Feng turned his head and glanced at Fu Wengu without saying anything, then turned around and continued chatting with Yang Dejun.
"Did you hear that? Let's meet by the river at noon. Your girlfriend will be there too. If you don't want to go, you'd better get back to the three-point court this afternoon."
Fu Wen Gu and the student walked away with a smug smile.
After they left, Wan Feng turned around and looked at Li Xin, and then saw Zhang Han who was gloating.
"Get out!" Wan Feng said coldly to Zhang Han.
"What did you say?"
"I told you to get out and come back for class."
When Wan Feng was not here these days, this bastard actually caused trouble for Wang Dong several times. It would be strange if Wan Feng would give him a good face.
Zhang Han stood up from his seat: "Say it again..."
Before he could finish his words, Li Mingdou, who was sitting in the last row, kicked Zhang Han on the butt.
Zhang Han staggered forward and was about to hit the desk, but was pulled back by Wan Feng.
"Now you can go away in style, right?"
Zhang Han looked back at Li Mingdou. He didn't know much about Li Mingdou's background.
"Li Mingdou, what do you mean?"
"If you don't get out of here, I'll kick you out!" Li Mingdou said in a cold tone.
"Okay, you wait!" Zhang Han said and went out angrily.
The class was completely silent. This was the first time that a conflict had occurred in the class of Grade 9, Class 1.
Zhang Xuan looked at Wan Feng as if he didn't know him. Could this guy be so cold and serious sometimes?
"Li Xin, tell me what your plans are?" Wan Feng asked expressionlessly.
"Wan Feng, what do you think I should do?" Li Xin asked pitifully.
He is a little overwhelmed now.
"Do you dare to go to the riverside at noon?"
Li Xin didn't answer, sweat was dripping down his forehead.
"Look at the look on your face. Just tell me whether you're going or not!" Wan Feng was a little angry.
He's not dead, why are you afraid of him?
Perhaps stimulated by Wan Feng's words, Li Xin raised his head suddenly and said, "Go!"
"That's easy. Don't worry about the rest. Just go to class and eat lunch. I'm here!"
Wan Feng said this with a righteous look on his face, but the next moment he made a face at Zhang Xuan who was staring at him intently.
Zhang Xuan was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
This guy was serious for just one minute!
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