On the evening of April 24th, at the end of the last class of the general course "Drama in the Composition of Literary Works".
Yu Dong put down the lesson plan on the podium and said to the students: "I believe that it is not just literary creation that requires the use of drama. No matter what major you study, it may be closely related to drama. The study and research of drama can also
Provide a different path for your artistic creation."
"This general course is over, and what I want to talk about has been finished."
The students were listening with great interest when they suddenly heard Yu Dong's "closing speech" and felt a little uncomfortable.
"Teacher Yu, this class period is too few. It will be gone in more than a month."
"Yes, yes, Teacher Yu, we don't know enough about drama."
"Let's continue the class. Teacher Yu, didn't you say that there is another literary aspect in drama? Let's talk about it together."
Yu Dong looked at the packed classroom and smiled quite proudly.
At first, in order to restrain these students, he had to take roll call.
Later, I discovered that there were more people coming each time than what was on the roster, and sometimes the extra students could only stand in the back and listen to the class.
Jin Yi's students were more interested in literature and drama than he imagined. Before and after every class, students always came to ask questions.
Some students will even buy some professional books at their own expense. After reading them, they will ask questions if they don’t understand. Their positive attitude is as if they are treating a professional course.
In order to tell cases to his classmates, Yu Donghui mentioned some novels published in China in recent years, such as "Ordinary World" which was mentioned in the last class. In the last class, he saw many students holding hands
Author of "Ordinary World".
The students also spontaneously established a drama club, which I heard is doing well and has attracted many students. In addition to discussing the content of the class, they also exchange other drama and literature-related things.
Moreover, they are now applying for an activity venue from the school, and they are very motivated to do something special.
I believe that this application will be approved soon. Wu Changxin asked Yu Dong to start classes in order to create a drama and literature atmosphere in the school. The students are so enthusiastic, so of course Wu Changxin will support it.
Looking at the students who looked a little excited, Yu Dong raised his hand to signal them not to speak.
After the classroom quieted down, he said: "The next class will be here soon. Please wait for notification of the specific time. Let's finish class now."
After saying this, Yu Dong took the lesson plan and walked out of the classroom. This time, he did not leave time for the students to ask questions and ended the class neatly.
After walking out of the teaching building, Yu Dong did not rush back to the dormitory, but strolled around the school.
At night at the end of April, the shadow of summer can already be seen, and the frogs in the cucumber garden are getting louder day by day.
During this month, Yu Dong spent most of his time on school work. Although he also conceived a few novels, he was not in a hurry to write them.
Even so, his output is surprising enough.
Next month, no, I should say starting from the end of this month, several of his works will be launched online.
"Lv Xiulan" will be published in "Zhongshan" soon, "Hou Yi" will be published in "Harvest", "Prison No. 7" will be published in "Science Fiction World" and "The Second World" is still being serialized.
Even leaving aside a few science fiction novels, it is already extremely difficult for a young writer to write "Zhongshan" and "Harvest" in the same month.
At this time, a gust of wind blew, and Yu Dong shook his head, no longer thinking about the novel. He decided to give his brain a rest, temporarily leaving his body to his legs, and let them take him wherever they wanted.
Along the playground, past the Government Affairs Building, Yu Dong came to the entrance of the library.
Under the street lamp, a young couple was pressing their hands on the wishing stone at the entrance of the library and mumbling. Then they saw Yu Dong walking this way. They probably felt embarrassed, so they walked hand in hand in the other direction.
Yu Dong looked up at the sky, but there was no moon.
In late May, the construction of the new gate of the school will start. When the old gate is demolished, this wishing stone should be transported away along with the demolished gate.
Probably because of this, students will come to make wishes even if there is no moon.
Thinking of this, Yu Dongcai realized that he had never made a wish for this stone in his two lives, and he couldn't help but feel a little regretful.
I walked up to it unknowingly tonight, probably because of some kind of fate, so Yu Dong walked slowly to the stone and decided to make a wish.
"Should I put it on my left hand or my right hand?"
Yu Dong hesitated for a while, then simply put both hands up.
But the question comes again. Now that I have put my hand on it, what wish do I make?
It’s not that Yu Dong has no wishes, but he has so many wishes that he can’t think of which one to choose.
"Gelanglang——"
Just when Yu Dong was thinking about what to wish for, a bicycle bell rang.
Yu Dong turned around and saw Wu Changxin riding a bicycle. He removed his hand from the stone and stood on the side of the road.
Wu Changxin stopped in front of Yu Dong and said with a smile: "Yu Dong, it's so late, what are you doing here?"
"I just finished class, and I was just strolling around." Yu Dong replied with a smile.
Wu Changxin looked at the wishing stone next to him, with a smile still on his face, "I see you seem to be trying to do something to this stone. Is it possible that this stone really has spirituality as they say?"
As he spoke, Wu Changxin raised his hands and made a gesture of exerting power.
Yu Dong looked at Wu Changxin with some surprise. This old Wu would not usually joke like this. He must have encountered something happy.
"Principal Wu seems to be in a good mood today."
Wu Changxin looked at Yu Dong with a smile, "It seems that I acted very obviously. You can see it all. Yes, there is good news. Things in the drama department are coming to an end. If everything goes well, we will have Jinyi next semester.
You can have a drama department again.”
This chapter is not finished yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "It is indeed good news." Yu Dong nodded and said doubtfully, "But at this time, I am afraid that we will not be able to catch up with the enrollment. July will be available.
It’s time to take the college entrance examination.”
Wu Changxin waved his hand and said relaxedly: "It's not important. There are many methods, so don't worry. The main issue I'm considering now is to secure the teachers as soon as possible. Our drama department can't just count on you."
"I'm not a drama major, so I can help out."
"Excessive modesty is pride." Wu Changxin smiled and rode on his bicycle: "I'm going back first, you can continue walking."
"Principal Wu, walk slowly."
Watching Wu Changxin leave, it can be seen that he is indeed very happy. He is over fifty years old, but his steps are as light as a young man chasing the wind.
Yu Dong couldn't help feeling that it was really not easy for Lao Wu. He worried about school all day long and went home very late every night.
He actually had an apartment in the school, but because there were too many people at home, he didn't move to the school.
When Wu Changxin rode out of the school gate, Yu Dong turned around and looked at the wishing stone.
"Hey, give this wish to Lao Wu."
Then Yu Dong made a wish on the stone, hoping that Wu Changxin would be healthy.
…
On Saturday morning, Liang Yongsheng went to the bookstall early in the morning because when he passed by the bookstall yesterday, the boss told him that the new issue of "Science Fiction World" would be available today.
When he arrived at the bookstall, the boss had just set up the stall. After seeing Liang Yongsheng, the boss pointed to the magazines placed on the stand with a smile, "It's already here. Teacher Liang, you can take it yourself."
Liang Yongsheng nodded and walked quickly to the front of the stand.
This stand was made by the boss himself. Although the workmanship is rough, it is still useful. It is usually used to store some best-selling and unsold books.
Liang Yongsheng looked at the row of "Science Fiction World" on the top and said unexpectedly: "Boss, have you got so many books this time?"
"If the sales are good, why don't you buy a few more copies? Who can't live with money? Last time, I bought ten copies but they weren't enough to sell. I just bought twenty copies this time. Anyway, I can return them if I can't sell them all."
It was still early, there were no customers, and the boss was free, so he simply pulled two benches over, one for himself and one for Liang Yongsheng, and then sat down and lit a cigarette.
"Don't mention it, it's all thanks to you. Originally, I didn't buy this magazine here, but I brought a few more copies to you, and I didn't expect it to be quite popular."
Liang Yongsheng took down a "Science Fiction Magazine" from the shelf, "Who usually reads this magazine?"
"There are a lot of students, and they are all relatively young. Generally, older people can't read this magazine."
Liang Yongsheng shook his head. He didn't agree with his boss's words, but he didn't say anything to refute. His attention was focused on the cover of the magazine. When he saw the words "Yu Dong's new work", his eyes suddenly
Narrowed his eyes.
"Any new work?"
After muttering something, Liang Yongsheng quickly found the new work "Prison No. 7" and read this one first without bothering to read "The Second World".
The novel is quite long, and Liang Yongsheng read it for a long time before...no, it's not finished yet.
Seeing the words "To be continued" at the end, Liang Yongsheng bit his back teeth and resisted the urge to curse.
It's a familiar taste and a familiar formula, and the new work "Prison No. 7" is actually serialized again!
This is simply a pit that has not yet been cleared, and another pit comes again.
And it was cut off just right. "Prison No. 7" was serialized just when the protagonist was about to escape from prison, and then it was cut off.
That’s it, that’s it, chasing two novels is almost the same as chasing one novel. Anyway, they are all from the same magazine.
Then Liang Yongsheng thought about the latest serialization of "Second World", and his mood relaxed a lot, so he quickly turned to "Second World" again.
…
“These readers are all talented!”
A few days later, Tan Kai read letters from readers and laughed while reading them.
Yang Xiao, who was standing next to him, took a sip from his tea cup and said, "Read two sentences and listen."
"Okay, I'm looking for some interesting ones." Tan Kai found a few letters in the pile of letters, and then read them, "Listen to this - can't there be more? Who are you looking down on? Do we still need you?
How many magazines does it cost?”
"interesting."
"Listen to this again - my mother caught me reading a magazine last night. Instead of criticizing me, she actually praised me because she knew I was following "Second World" and thought I was very perseverant. So
If you can continue to follow even slow serials, why worry about big things failing..."
"And this - I solemnly inform you that you are hereby ordering your company to release the new issue of the magazine as soon as possible. Otherwise, I will lead a hundred thousand men to capture your company. By then, the building will be destroyed and the manuscript will be lost. Don't say I was unforeseen!"
"Haha, it's really interesting." Yang Xiao rubbed the crow's feet at the corner of his eyes with his hands, "Readers have been very enthusiastic recently."
Tan Kai put down the letter and nodded with a smile, "It is indeed very high, and most of them came to complain about the serialization, and many people threatened to unsubscribe. However, the sales volume of the magazine cannot be deceived. The conservative sales volume of the new issue is 15,000
The volume has doubled compared to November last year.”
"It will get better and better." Yang Xiao stood up and walked to his desk. He took "Zhongshan" and "Harvest" from the table to the coffee table and put them down, "The newly released "Zhongshan"
You haven't watched "Mountain" and "Harvest" yet, have you?"
"These two magazines arrived at my office in the morning, but I don't have time to read them. The editorial department is really busy during this period. Why are these two magazines suddenly mentioned?"
Yang Xiao pushed the two magazines in front of Tan Kai, "Take a look."
Tan Kai glanced at Yang Xiao with confusion, then picked up "Zhongshan" first, searched it in the catalog, and then saw Yu Dong's name.
Holding back his surprise, he picked up "Harvest" again and saw the word "Yu Dong" in the catalog again.
"this……"
"Yu Dong published "Harvest" and "Zhongshan" at the same time this month. The one published in "Harvest" is a novella, and the one published in "Zhongshan" should be a full-length novel. Only the first half has been serialized."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "President, have you read it?"
Yang Xiao nodded: "I read it, it's very exciting. Especially the "Lu Xiulan", although only half of it was serialized, the things shown in this novel are already very shocking. Yu Dong's narrative is still so amazing,
I don’t know much about literature majors, and I can’t tell what genre or system his narrative method is, but it is very charming.”
"I don't understand this either." Tan Kai spread his hands.
Both of them are from science and engineering backgrounds, and their appreciation of literature mainly relies on intuitive feelings. Sometimes Yang Xiao is also thinking about this matter. Although science fiction literature has higher requirements for storytelling, the charm of narrative cannot be underestimated.
.
Yu Dong's science fiction novels provide a template. If reading is compared to eating, then the pot of rice cooked by Yu Dong will not feel stiff and dry when you first eat it, but you can chew it a few times and have endless aftertaste.
Tan Kai did not dwell on Yu Dong's narrative. He just sighed, "I have always believed that Yu Dong will become a leading figure in domestic science fiction, but now it seems that he may not only be a leading figure in science fiction literature, but also in pure science fiction."
A leader in the literary world."
Yang Xiao waved his hand and said with a smile, "I'm afraid this is impossible. No one in the pure literary world can dominate. Literati in any period are competing for superiority, but it is difficult to compete. As long as science fiction novels sell well,
If you win many awards, that means you are great. However, no matter how many awards a pure literary work receives and how well it sells, some people will not accept it."
Tan Kai nodded, "That's true, but what is certain is that Yu Dong's name cannot be ignored during this period."
"It's natural."
…
Tan Kai is right. Within a week from the end of April to the beginning of May, the name Yu Dong appeared in front of all kinds of people in different ways. Some people even felt that he was everywhere in their lives.
Fang Tao and Zhu Fuxian, a group of middle school students, felt the strongest.
"Crazy, crazy, he is also in "Zhongshan"."
Several students lined up the magazines "Zhongshan", "Harvest", and "Science Fiction World" and sighed.
Three magazines and four novels appeared in front of them within a few days, giving them an unreal feeling.
It seems that one second they were experiencing the twists and turns of the fantasy world under the leadership of Yu Dong, and the next second they were dragged back to the cold realism by Yu Dong, a real world of ice and fire.
"Maybe Teacher Zheng will teach these two novels again in class." Zhu Fu said first.
Chapter completed!