[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-rising-in-1979":3,"chapter-rising-in-1979-rising-in-1979-chapter-83":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Rising in 1979",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2260791,4412,"Chapter 83: A Chapter I Teach Only Once (510 First Subscription Request!)","rising-in-1979-chapter-83",83,"\u003Cp>Hearing his daughter-in-law praise it so highly, Wei Anping was taken aback: “Wait, is it really that good?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Ming also nervously said: “Auntie, I’m still young—you can’t flatter me to death.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside: Just a few more words—I love hearing this!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Xiaoyan: “It’s just that Xi Zi and Le Le are asleep; otherwise, let them see it—their opinions would be the most convincing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Xiaoyan’s recent evaluation had combined perspectives from both children and editors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From a child’s point of view, the story was incredibly engaging, the characters vivid and lifelike, the plot lively and entertaining—even the villains were memorable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From Lu Xiaoyan’s personal standpoint, it was a deeply thoughtful work, filled with sorrow yet brimming with boundless hope, destined to become a classic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After reaffirming her assessment, Wei Anping told his nephew: “You don’t know how much pressure your aunt was under for this piece of yours—now she can finally breathe easy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh? What’s going on?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why talk about that?” Lu Xiaoyan tapped her husband lightly. “It’s nothing much—just that the editorial staff thought since we’re relatives, publishing your work might look like favoritism, so I worried pushing your novel in the November issue might be tough.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Anping said: “Your aunt’s just too honest—she told everyone about your connection. Of course they’d seize on that.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s wrong with saying it? Even if we’re relatives, if the quality doesn’t meet standards, I wouldn’t accept it. Now that ‘The Book of Heaven’ is out, I dare anyone to reject it. If anyone objects, follow my advice—submit it to ‘Youth Literature’ in Shanghai. They’ll welcome it with open arms.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Lu Xiaoyan’s view, Wei Ming’s first two works were already above the average for ‘Children’s Literature,’ and ‘The Book of Heaven’ surpassed them by a wide margin—if they rejected a work like this, ‘Children’s Literature’ might as well prepare to be overtaken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of how much pressure Auntie Xiao Yan had endured for his work, Wei Ming was deeply moved—he’d treat Le Le as his own little sister from now on!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Xiaoyan continued: “This time, we can discuss with the chief editor about hiring an outside illustrator for you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, no need for that,” Wei Ming quickly pulled out Liu Rulong’s illustrations. “I’ve already prepared the artwork myself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What? You prepared it yourself?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah, my classmate drew it—he’s from the Animation Department at the Film Academy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Xiaoyan’s eyes widened the moment she saw Dan Sheng eating a pancake: “Wei Director, look—I feel like this character resembles Xi Zi a bit.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Anping: “Hey, you’re right—it does!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Ming smiled: “You’re not wrong—my classmate based this character on Xi Zi. He even said Xi Zi has spirit. If this story were made into a movie, Xi Zi would be perfect for the lead role.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Xiaoyan said, both proud and exasperated: “He’s useless—only good for eating and playing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She studied the illustrations carefully, growing more astonished: “Are you guys making illustrations or animation storyboards? The detail is insane—it far exceeds our illustration standards!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Ming laughed: “My classmate wanted to color them, but I told him the magazine’s in black and white.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Perfect! Excellent!” Lu Xiaoyan said. “With this novel and these illustrations, I don’t know how we could possibly lose.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Xiaoyan said the magazine would publish the story in three installments, so Wei Ming found two more suspenseful points to break the chapters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Breaking chapters—he was a pro. Back when he wrote TV scripts, his most important skill was leaving hooks for the next episode to keep viewers hooked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Xiaoyan agreed it was clever—even a bit cruel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“By the way, Auntie, if the illustrations get approved, make sure to issue a separate royalty slip—I’ll write down the name and address for you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sure thing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Wei Ming returned to the dorm, it was already late—but everyone was still awake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Biao Wenhua’s excitement, Wei Ming asked with a smile: “How’s your English corner going?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Biaozi: “Nod yes, shake no.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mei Wenhua: “Come is ‘e,’ go is ‘go.’”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Ming lay down on his bed: “Learning some basic phrases is fine—might come in handy someday. After all, Peking University hosts foreign guests often.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mei Wenhua remembered something: “By the way, we met your girlfriend at the English corner.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh? What girlfriend?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The redhead! She’s even paler in person!” Biaozi exclaimed. “And super tall—Mei Wenhua wouldn’t even stand next to her.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shut up, stop talking about me,” Mei Wenhua grumbled—he was over 1.7 meters himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Ming didn’t deny the “girlfriend” label—he figured they didn’t believe he could land a foreign girl anyway; they were just teasing him for fun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Ming chuckled: “Oh, did she teach you these phrases?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, no—she’s too busy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Busy doing what?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mei Wenhua said: “She has tons of foreign music tapes—she copies them for people. Five yuan per tape. So expensive—wait, I mean, she’s really good at business.” Wei Ming asked: “Do people actually buy these copied tapes for five yuan?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Biaozi added: “Of course! Lots of them! She probably made a hundred yuan tonight alone!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five yuan might be a lot to Liu Zhenyun, but Peking University had mostly urban students, many from well-off families—five yuan for global pop music? Worth it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Ming just laughed it off—she’d make money any way she could. But only foreigners could get away with this—if he and his friends tried, they’d run into trouble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Biaozi added: “Some patrol guys saw her and wanted to report it, but we told them she’s your friend, so they let it slide.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Ming: Heh, so I’m her shield now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“By the way, Ming-ge, what’s your girlfriend’s name? We still don’t know—can’t just go up and call her ‘sister-in-law,’ right?” Mei Wenhua asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, she’s the same surname as you—Mei. Mei Linda.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mei Wenhua slapped his thigh: “No wonder she’s so beautiful and talented—turns out we’re from the same clan five hundred years ago!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next day, after waking up, Lu Xiaoyan told Wei Anping to make breakfast, then went to visit Professor Qu Yude.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was there to borrow a book—she wanted to read ‘The Book of the Demons Subdued.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the initial excitement of reading ‘The Book of Heaven,’ a new worry surfaced: Could the originality of this novel be low?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To avoid being attacked by colleagues on this point, she felt she should read the original first, just to be prepared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Professor Qu told her: “The book’s in my office. By the way, Xiao Wei borrowed it before—he was adapting it into a fairy tale. Did he finish?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He finished,” Lu Xiaoyan said, pulling out the manuscript. “Actually, that’s why I came.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After learning the situation, Professor Qu smiled: “Just give me the manuscript—I’ll know right away.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Right! Professor Qu, please take a look.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor Qu began reading from the start. Since everyone had to go to work, she read quickly, then concluded: “High originality—almost a completely new story. The characters and themes have changed; only a few elements were retained.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Xiaoyan sighed in relief: “Good.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor Qu: “If I had more time, I’d read it thoroughly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Haha, then next month you’ll have to subscribe to our ‘Children’s Literature’—and subscribe for three months straight.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor Qu smiled wryly and shook her head. Three months was torture—why not release it all at once? And if I buy one issue but can’t read the ending, I have to keep paying—is that fair?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Xiao Lu left, Professor Jin brought in breakfast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You were talking about Wei Ming’s new work just now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, never thought he’d actually write it,” Professor Qu said. “I didn’t read it closely, but it’s excellent—I feel he’s creating a new myth. Maybe in a few years, no one will remember ‘The Book of the Demons Subdued’—only ‘The Book of Heaven.’”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, your wife’s praise is that high?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aren’t you also high on Xiao Wei?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor Jin snapped: “My praise has dropped—he’s never attended my class. Word is, there aren’t many professors in the Chinese Department he hasn’t sneaked into.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor Qu couldn’t help laughing into her desk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, Wei Ming still didn’t sneak into Professor Jin’s class today. Aside from work, he planned to stay in the library, gathering materials and preparing for the official writing of ‘The Herdsman.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many students wanted to approach Wei Ming, but seeing his focused demeanor, they held back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They didn’t want to disrupt the birth of an outstanding literary work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, in the ‘Children’s Literature’ editorial office, the retiring chief editor, Old Master Jin Jin, finished reading ‘The Book of Heaven’ and said three “good”s in a row.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I thought your nephew, after gaining fame in serious literature circles, would stop writing fairy tales, but I never expected him to produce such a substantial and sincere work!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since Lu Xiaoyan was the type to boast, Wei Ming’s identity as “Wei’s nephew” was no secret in the ‘Children’s Literature’ office—she’d already leaked it when ‘The Ideal’ first gained attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No way, Chief. Our Xiao Ming says children’s literature is his beloved career. When I told him we might reject his piece, he even planned to submit it to ‘Youth Literature.’”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nonsense! How could we reject such a manuscript? That’d be sheer vandalism!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Xiaoyan giggled: “Then shouldn’t the royalty be raised?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chief Jin had been smiling just now—he couldn’t smile now: “Xiao Yan, why are you siding with outsiders?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m just trying to retain talent.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chief Jin: “Royalty stays as per regulations. But I’ll recommend this story to the Shanghai Animation Studio.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You said that last time—and nothing happened.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chief Jin’s face flushed: “Fine, fine—I’ll recommend it right now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He dialed the Shanghai Animation Studio’s number right in front of Lu Xiaoyan…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1623,"2026-06-19T16:30:57.111Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","bf09413dfc014f4c58a810b6b5e9bb822a12d806aedd1d07ec0d74cbd2ffe989","rising-in-1979-chapter-84","rising-in-1979-chapter-82",509,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Frising-in-1979-cover.jpg"]