Chapter 362 Let’s Sign Together
Li Cunbao woke up from his sleep in a daze.
He glanced at the sky and found that the sun had already set, which meant that he had slept for at least four or five hours.
Drinking will delay things. I had been planning to do other things, but now, I can’t get anything done.
Li Cunbao, whose throat was a little sore, sat up from the bed and poured himself a glass of boiled water. Just after taking two sips, he saw Cheng Xuyuan sleeping soundly on the other bed.
It seems that Cheng Xuyuan is sleeping soundly.
Xiao Cheng is a nice guy, but his alcohol tolerance is just average.
Just as Li Cunbao was feeling emotional, he saw a piece of manuscript paper filled with words on the desk.
When I was sleeping, Xiao Cheng seemed to be writing something.
What to write?
By the way, I complained to him that I took a lot of notes, but it was difficult to incorporate these touching stories into my own works...
I felt very uncomfortable at that time.
Cheng Xuyuan said he would write an outline for himself.
Is this the outline he wrote for me? Curious, Li Cunbao quickly came to the desk and picked up the manuscript paper full of words.
It was written on it: "Title of the work: The Wreath under the Mountain."
When he saw this name, Li Cunbao's heart trembled.
These six words were simple, but they touched his heart.
He continued to read, and saw the following: The protagonist: Liang Sanxi, the company commander of a certain company, his hometown is in... village, his family background...
Looking at the character sketch with just a few dozen words, Li Cunbao felt as if a living person appeared in his memory.
His hands couldn't help but tremble.
This is one of the characters he really wants to express. He has been thinking about this person in his mind for a long time, but it has always been a little vague.
And now, seeing this sample, he suddenly felt enlightened.
Protagonist 2: Zhao Mengsheng, family background...
Supporting role 1: Jin Kailai, straightforward and generous, but a bit stubborn...
Looking at each character, Li Cunbao's eyes became brighter and brighter. Although he had only simply outlined some characters, he felt that the person he had always wanted to express had appeared before him.
How will Cheng Xuyuan write the outline next?
How will he portray these characters with different personalities next?
Li Cunbao quickly flipped through the manuscript paper and saw that on the third page, there was a nearly one-page story outline: Zhao Mengsheng, who came from a cadre family, wanted to be transferred to the city, but he met the ruthless Thunder God. In order to achieve the goal of moving to the city, Zhao Mengsheng's mother moved him to...
After reading the outline of the story, everything suddenly became clear to Li Cunbao.
He felt that everything that had been bothering him no longer existed at this moment.
These few pages of manuscript paper are really important to him.
He almost had an urge to write it down directly.
But just when he was about to start writing, a thought suddenly came to his mind, that is, he really shouldn't write this novel!
Although the materials for the novel were collected by myself, the characters and plot outline of the novel were all created by Cheng Xuyuan.
In other words, even without myself, others can still write it.
And what he wrote was better than what he wrote.
If I write it now, it would obviously be taking advantage of Cheng Xuyuan.
But if I don’t write, I’ll feel really uncomfortable…
Just when Li Cunbao was struggling, Cheng Xuyuan, who was lying on the bed, woke up.
As he got up and drank some water, he smiled and said, "Lao Li, what do you think of my outline?"
"Xuyuan, your outline is really well written."
“I think it could become a fine novel.”
“And the portrayal of these characters highlights many qualities that move us…”
Li Cunbao said this, and after a moment's silence, he said, "I really admire you."
Looking at Li Cunbao who looked serious, Cheng Xuyuan said with a smile: "Since you think this can be used, then prepare it and start writing."
"I think I can finish the first draft in half a month."
Seeing Cheng Xuyuan who didn't care at all, Li Cunbao hesitated for a moment and said, "Xuyuan, you should write it."
"I believe that with your writing style and your understanding of the novel, you will be able to write a classic novel."
"I just hope that you can write it seriously and not let down such a good subject."
Looking at Li Cunbao, whose face was solemn and filled with reluctance but more of earnest hope, Cheng Xuyuan suddenly felt something clear in his mind.
He could understand Li Cunbao's feelings at this time.
After a brief pause, Cheng Xuyuan said solemnly: "Lao Li, although I wrote this outline, the reason why I was able to write this outline is entirely because of your previous preparation."
"In fact, you could have written this story without me."
Hearing Cheng Xuyuan say this, Li Cunbao quickly waved his hands and said, "Xuyuan, you praise me too much, I..."
"Lao Li, I'm not complimenting you, but I feel this way."
"And what gives me this feeling is the effort you put into this story."
"I think that in order for this story to be seen by more people as soon as possible, you should also take the lead at this time."
"You shouldn't be pushing it with me."
After hearing what Cheng Xuyuan said, Li Cunbao didn't know what to say for a moment.
Just as all kinds of thoughts were surging in his mind, Cheng Xuyuan had already said with a smile: "Lao Li, don't feel like you owe me anything."
"After reading the materials you collected today, I feel like I have found the direction of my own writing."
"So, even if you don't want to use this outline, I won't write it. Just let it be covered in dust."
Looking at Cheng Xuyuan, who looked serious and didn't seem to be joking, Li Cunbao said anxiously: "Xuyuan, you can't do this. It would be a pity if this story is left aside."
“This is ruining the idea!”
"If you think it's a pity, just write it yourself." Cheng Xuyuan said with a smile: "We are friends, just be straightforward."
Looking at Cheng Xuyuan's expression, Li Cunbao said, "Xuyuan, I know you are helping me."
"But you can let me write it, but you have to agree to one condition."
"That means after this novel is written, it will be signed with both of our names."
At this point, Li Cunbao didn't wait for Cheng Xuyuan to object, and said solemnly: "I can't do it without saying anything and using other people's achievements."
Seeing his roommate's unquestionable look, Cheng Xuyuan hesitated for a moment, then said with a smile: "Lao Li, this is a later story, let's finish writing the work first."
Li Cunbao said, "Then it's settled."
"I wrote it, and it's up to me to decide how to sign it." Li Cunbao said in an unquestionable voice.
Looking at Li Cunbao's expression, Cheng Xuyuan said helplessly: "Okay, you wrote the novel, so I'll listen to you about the signature."
"But now, I think you should think about it carefully and see how to start writing."
Li Cunbao nodded and said, "Xuyuan, I know what I should do."
"To write this novel well, we can't just rely on the passion in our hearts. There are many other aspects that require our efforts."
Cheng Xuyuan looked at Li Cunbao who had returned to normal and said with a smile: "Okay, you think about it first, I'll go out to relieve myself."
Looking at Cheng Xuyuan striding away, Li Cunbao felt a surge of emotion in his heart.
The person in front of me is not only talented in writing, but also a person who is admirable!
I was really lucky to have him as my roommate.
Starting from the next day, Cheng Xuyuan and Shen Yumo began to follow Rong Bing's drama troupe and began to travel frequently between large and small camps in southern Xinjiang.
It was basically Rong Bing and his team that were performing, while Cheng Xuyuan and Shen Yumo were chatting with the soldiers who had just come down from the front line.
This kind of chat is mainly about listening!
Although Cheng Xuyuan had a lot of information about his past life in his mind, and he had also read all of Li Cunbao's notes, but when he listened to what the person himself said, Cheng Xuyuan still felt that there was a flame hidden in his heart.
They are all ordinary people!
But it is they who make everything extraordinary.
The novel, which had already taken shape in Cheng Xuyuan's mind, became even more complete at this time, and Cheng Xuyuan even made adjustments to some of the characters.
This adjustment makes the content of the TV version richer and more suitable for the current context.
"Xuyuan, tomorrow Rong Bing and her drama troupe will go to a camp fifty miles away from the city to perform." That evening, when Cheng Xuyuan was organizing his notes, Shen Yumo came over and said.
When Cheng Xuyuan heard that the city was fifty miles away, he thought that the distance was really not close.
However, they had always had a truck to pick them up, which was acceptable.
Just when Cheng Xuyuan was about to say he understood, he heard Shen Yumo say, "Of the fifty miles, more than ten miles are mountain roads, and the car can't get through at all."
"We need to walk over there."
Hearing Shen Yumo say this, Cheng Xuyuan felt conflicted. After all, walking more than ten miles of mountain roads is no joke.
"Be prepared, and it's best to bring more water."
Cheng Xuyuan nodded and said, "Okay, I'll be ready."
Shen Yumo told Cheng Xuyuan everything he was going to say, and prepared to say goodbye and leave.
But after taking a step, she suddenly asked, "Have you decided what you want to write?"
"It's almost confirmed." Cheng Xuyuan said, "But I plan to start writing after I get back. This place is not suitable for writing."
Shen Yumo smiled at Li Cunbao who was writing something at his desk and said, "Can you tell me what you want to write?"
"I'm going to write a long novel about the process of an ordinary person growing into a qualified soldier." Cheng Xuyuan thought about the content of the Soldier Assault and summarized it to Shen Yumo.
Hearing that Cheng Xuyuan was going to write a long novel, Shen Yumo said with some anticipation: "I really hope you can write it soon so that I can have a sneak peek."
After that, she walked towards the door, saying as she walked: "We will leave early tomorrow morning, you should get some rest early."
After Shen Yumo left, Li Cunbao, who had just been concentrating on writing, said, "Xuyuan, listen to Shen Yumo, you have to cross the mountain road."
"I'm telling you, be careful when you cross the mountain road."
“The mountain road is not easy to walk on.”
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