Back to 80: My Literary Life

A long queue suddenly formed in Xinhua Bookstore.

Manager Zhang looked at this situation and felt happy.

This is a good idea.

Today's results must be good.

Manager Zhang was secretly having fun here, but Fang Minghua was miserable. He signed one book after another and sighed in his heart:

I wish I had known that writing pen names would be simple.

Ding Yi is fine.

Just call Yiyi.

It only took almost two hours to sign, so I guess I signed hundreds of books, right?

Why haven't you signed it yet?

Is it impossible for a Xinhua Bookstore to stock hundreds of books of one kind?

what happened?

Seeing Manager Zhang's smiling eyes, Fang Minghua suddenly understood that it must have been urgently deployed from other bookstores!

I # ￥%￥%……

Fang Minghua's signing hands were sore. He picked up the book and just mechanically signed his name. At first, he signed neatly, but in the end, he just signed like a dragon and a phoenix.

I have to practice my signature when I get back, it will look good and be fast!

Fang Minghua was thinking in his mind, but his men didn't stop. He had just picked up the book handed over by a girl and was about to subconsciously write down his pen name, when he suddenly realized that the color of the book cover was wrong.

Take a closer look.

Damn it!

It's not his own novel collection, it's Lu Yao's "Life"!

what happened?

Fang Minghua raised his head and looked at a delicate girl.

Isn't it?

Lu Yao and I are very different. We don't look alike, and our handwriting is even different.

The delicate girl was a little embarrassed: "Teacher Minghua, I am a loyal reader of you and Teacher Lu Yao, but I have finished buying your novel collection, so I had to buy a copy of "Life", and I want you to sign it."

All right

Fang Minghua took the book and silently wrote on the title page, "Minghua signed on behalf of me."

After signing for him for a while, Fang Minghua watched endlessly. He couldn't bear it anymore, so he excused himself to go to the toilet, and then slipped out of the back door!

"Brother Lu, let me sign for you. You want to buy me a drink."

Fang Minghua muttered in his heart.

The week-long meeting is coming to an end. At the end of the meeting this afternoon, the host announced a good news.

"Everyone has worked hard these past few days to study and discuss. We organized everyone to watch a movie tonight, the newly released "Youth"!"

"Youth" was released nationwide a few days ago. Fang Minghua didn't have time to watch it. Now he is very happy to hear the news.

I want to see the two beauties Zhu Lin and Gong Xue dancing gracefully in the movie. It must be very eye-catching.

But after dinner in the afternoon, Lu Yao pulled him and said, "Stop going to the movies."

"Then what are you looking at?"

"Watching football! You forgot what I said before I left. The Fifth National Games is taking place in Shanghai right now. Tonight is our Qin Province team playing against the Sichuan Province team. Let's go watch together. I have bought all the tickets!" After finishing speaking, Lu Yao took out two tickets from his pocket and shook them, feeling very proud.

What’s so cool about football?

How can any beautiful woman dance well?

But Lu Yao couldn't hold on anymore, so he had to accompany him to see it.

In Lu Yao’s words, if you don’t watch the movie today, you can watch it tomorrow, but if you don’t watch the football game today, it will be gone!

The football match was held at the Hunan Stadium in Shanghai. This stadium has a long history and is said to have been built during the Revolution of 1911. The two arrived by bus and entered the stadium with their tickets.

Although there was no Shanghai team participating, there were still a lot of spectators inside. The two found their seats and Lu Yao couldn't help but get excited when he saw the two teams entering the field.

"No. 9 is Xia Yongwei! No. 10 is Lei Hao! No. 11 is Wang Baoshan!" Looking at the players of the Qin Provincial Team, Lu Yao knew all the treasures.

Most of them have never heard of it, but I think I have heard of the name Wang Baoshan.

It seems that there is a saying in the football world: "Looking northwest to Chang'an, pity Wang Baoshan." It means that in the relatively barren football soil in the northwest, this single seedling suddenly appeared - becoming a generation of national footballer.

"Is that Wang Baoshan a national player?" Fang Minghua asked, looking at the young man on the pitch from a distance.

"Not now, but definitely in the future!"

Sure enough, Wang Baoshan played the role of a single-handed savior in this game.

He scored an equalizing goal in regular time and dragged the game into overtime. Then in overtime, Yu Dongfeng of the Sichuan Province team scored a goal to rewrite the score to 2:1. At this time, it was Wang Baoshan who stepped forward. And Chu evened the score again, pulling the Qin Province team out of the quagmire.

Subsequently, the Qin Province team became more and more courageous and defeated the Sichuan Province team 3:2 in the penalty shootout and successfully advanced.

Throughout the game, Fang Minghua heard Lu Yao yelling and screaming.

"It's fun, it's so fun!" After the game, Lu Yao said excitedly to Fang Minghua.

Fang Minghua shook his head.

To be honest, he is not interested in football, especially the national football team, but the national football team in this era is still quite powerful.

"The first Great Wall Cup International Football Championship was held in Yanjing in July this year. I was filming with Wu Tianmin in Qinbei, but unfortunately I didn't see it." Lu Yao said as he walked.

"Our Chinese team defeated the Iranian Omid team, the Japanese selection team, and the Danish Odense team to win the championship. The stars of the national team shined: Li Hui, Gu Guangming, Shen Xiangfu, Li Huajun. Do you know who I like best?"

"I don't know." Fang Minghua smiled and shook his head.

"I would rather be kicked to death than scared to death" said Zuo Shu! I'm going to go back and write an article about football! Lu Yao said excitedly.

Fang Minghua shook his head.

He definitely can't write.

Back in Xijing, Lu Yao indeed wrote an article about football. He wrote this:

Yang Mei, a young female teacher, was originally blind about football and did not understand why her fiancé was obsessed with football. Later she realized that "football turned out to be their man's light in the world! It was the wild tongue of flames burning on the toes that illuminated the world brightly." It has affected their current life frustrated by civilization. Perhaps it has also enlightened them about the confusion of their future life.”

And Fang Minghua kept his word and handed Yu Hua's novel to Li Tianfang, and it was quickly published in "Yanhe" in October.

At the same time, Yu Hua's situation also began to change, not only receiving less than 60 yuan in royalties.

With this article published in Yanhe magazine, he successfully changed from a dentist to a staff member of the county cultural center.

Today is his first day at work in his new unit, and he is late.

It's not that I overslept, but that I was late on purpose.

He heard that the management of the cultural center was very loose, and he wanted to try it out. Would he be criticized for doing this?

When he rushed to the county cultural center on his bicycle with some anxiety, he unexpectedly found that he was the first person to come to work.

Looking at the watch, the hour hand is already pointing to ten o'clock.

It's really nice weather today.

Yu Hua looked at the gloomy sky and couldn't help but sigh.

When Fang Minghua returned to Xijing, he immediately devoted himself to writing and began to stay up late.

He used to laugh at Lu Yao for being a night owl and starting the morning at noon, but now he has become like this.

No way, time is running out.