Chapter 98: Little Ming, you don't go to college, as long as you speak (Alliance leader added 23)

675 Julu Road, Shanghai, *Harvest* editorial department.

Editor Old Kong looked at the pile of reader letters on Li Xiaolin's table opposite and laughed: "Haha, every novel of Ma Xiaowei is extraordinary. The reader letters of other authors combined are not as many as his."

Li Xiaolin said helplessly: "I should have written on the back of the article: Wei Ming is at Peking University. It's hard to transfer it over."

Another editor laughed: "When transferring, try to remind him, try not to open it if possible, maybe they are all scolding him."

Li Xiaolin laughed: "That's not necessarily the case. Among those reader letters sent to the editorial department involving *Two Donkeys*, negative attitudes only account for 30%, and about 50% are praising, praising from various angles."

There are also 20% neutral ones.

Because he wrote an educated youth image that was not so positive, many simple-minded educated youths simply thought that the great writer was smearing the educated youth group, was generalizing, and wrote articles to condemn him one after another.

Those with poor writing skills wrote letters to *Harvest*, and those with good writing skills submitted articles to newspapers and periodicals. Spraying people can also make money.

There are special discussions about this novel in newspapers and periodicals across the country, making *We of This Generation of Young People* by Ye Xin, who is also educated youth literature in the same issue, have a very weak sense of existence.

He wrote that kind of serious educated youth literature, but it can be considered the most representative figure of educated youth literature. However, in front of this *Two Donkeys* by Wei Ming, which takes a sword and goes sideways, it has been set off to have no sense of existence. This is still his grand finale.

Among them, there is a very famous commentary article about *Two Donkeys* in a literary newspaper in Beijing. The title roughly means "If you are not an educated youth, why do you write educated youth literature? Do you know how bitter educated youths are!"

This article describes in detail the bitter days he lived in the countryside for ten years as an old educated youth, such as blisters on his hands and still having to work, such as getting up before dawn to work in the fields, working intensely for three hours under the scorching sun, and returning to the educated youth point and not even being able to read a book, falling asleep as soon as he touched the kang.

Of course, there is also the classic unrequited love, where the educated youth girl he liked was forced to marry the son of the village cadre, etc.

This article almost wrote about all the pitiful encounters that educated youths might encounter when going to the countryside. It is truly a classic among classics, and it was quickly reprinted by many newspapers, winning a lot of sympathy points and quickly going out of the circle.

However, a rebuttal article soon appeared, and the title was also very high-level.

"I don't know how bitter educated youths are, but I know you are definitely not as bitter as me. I am a farmer's son."

Damn, absolute kill!

The article tells the daily life of a farmer's family from the perspective of a farmer boy, and this daily life written in a plain tone is obviously much more tiring and miserable than the description of educated youths.

Even this author had a little sister who died at the age of four because of poor medical conditions, adding a lot of sympathy points, and people couldn't help but shed tears after reading it.

To talk about bitterness, no one can say bitterness in front of Chinese farmers!

Two articles with opposite views came out, pushing the heat of *Two Donkeys* to a new height.

However, Dai Jinhua was very depressed. You guys are arguing back and forth, it feels like you haven't touched the core of *Two Donkeys* at all.

Wei Ming clearly wrote a brilliant satirical novel, but you guys are discussing whether educated youths are bitter or farmers are bitter. It's off-track!

And what made her even sadder was that her manuscript submitted to *Literary Review* was rejected.

Really no vision!

So she simply submitted it to her school's *Weiming Lake*, and fortunately it passed, preparing to publish it in the third issue of December.

As for Liu Zhenyun's, he submitted it to *Beijing Literature and Art*, submitted earlier, but there has been no reaction so far.

He was very worried and discussed it with Wei Ming: "Do you think I should go to *Beijing Literature and Art* to ask, and by the way, treat Sister Zhang to a meal?"

Wei Ming: "A total of a few yuan, are you worth it?"

"No, I'm just afraid the heat will pass, and my article will be written in vain."

Wei Ming picked up a newspaper from the gatehouse and glanced at it.

"Don't worry, it should be able to hold on for a while."

Relying on his two commentary articles full of emotional infection, relying on the opposing views of one positive and one negative, it is considered to have completely stirred up the heat. This heat is estimated to be maintained for a long time.

That's right, those two articles were actually written by Wei Ming under a pseudonym, and the mailing address was also fake.

The purpose is not purely to stir up heat, although it did achieve such an effect.

He did this because he felt that articles criticizing *Two Donkeys* would definitely use the bitterness of educated youths as a point of view, and then morally kidnap people not to say half a bad word about educated youths.

Since someone will write it sooner or later, okay, then I will help you write it out, and it is exactly the kind of encounter in typical educated youth novels.

But farmers who are in the same space as educated youths can hardly make a sound, so Wei Ming wrote another article from their standpoint to speak for them.

Everything written is a real encounter, so it is fair.

Another day passed, Liu Zhenyun held a ten-yuan remittance slip and said excitedly in front of Wei Ming: "Brother Ming, passed, I passed, and gave me five per thousand words!"

Now he is the first student in their class to board *Beijing Literature and Art*, which made him very proud.

Wei Ming was also happy for him: "According to the rules of our dormitory, generally, things like getting royalties have to be treated in the Long March Canteen."

Liu Zhenyun didn't laugh: "I thought about earning royalties and having to send them back to improve the family. Next time, next time for sure."

Wei Ming: Why does this sound so familiar?

Damn, isn't this my words when I took the royalties for the first time!

Liu Zhenyun ran away in fright, and Wei Ming continued to look at the gate.

Now he is at the West Side Gate gatehouse. A colleague has something temporary at home, so Wei Ming changed shifts with him.

It's been a while since he stood at the gatehouse, and he misses it quite a bit. However, he can only do this kind of work for one day at most. If he does it for one more day, I'm afraid there will be "fans" smelling the smell and coming to see him.

Three consecutive medium-length explosive works, plus two poems, have made his influence very high among Peking University students. It is not suitable for such a high-profile job as a gatehouse. Because this place is close to Shaoyuan, many international students who are familiar with him have to tease him when they pass by.

Just sent away the American boy Ah Mao, and saw a little old man carrying a large luggage bag walking over, dressed simply, looking quite kind.

Wei Ming went over and asked: "Grandpa, do you need help?"

"No, no, not heavy."

The old man said: "I'm a bit turned around, I want to ask which gate of Peking University this is?"

Wei Ming: "This is the West Side Gate."

"Oh, so that direction is west, and inside is east."

"That's right."

"Then Grandpa, are you looking for someone or passing by?"

"Oh, I'm looking for a job, no, someone has already found a job for me." The old man pointed inside the gate.

!

Wei Ming laughed: "Then the person you are looking for is capable. Peking University now recruits young people."

Suddenly, Wei Ming reacted: "You wouldn't be a new professor in any department, would you?"

"Hahaha, do I look like a professor? No, no." The old man smiled, and then he went in.

Wei Ming thought to himself, then it might be an old craftsman with some special skills.

After the substitute came, Wei Ming returned to the South Gate and saw Uncle Ping'an in the gatehouse.

He pulled Wei Ming outside: "Little Ming, tell you something."

"What's the matter, I've said it several times, that girl is just an ordinary friend."

"Not that thing, it's a big thing!" Uncle Ping'an said mysteriously, "Little Ming, do you want to go to college? As long as you want to go, there is a good opportunity in front of you!"

"Oh, what opportunity?"

"Just now the school meeting decided that the library department will resume correspondence education next year!"

Correspondence education, the focus is on this "correspondence", letter correspondence, you don't even have to come to class, complete education through self-study and exams.

However, it is a bit far-fetched for correspondence students to claim to be Peking University children, but if you are a great writer, Peking University will definitely rush to admit it. You can even mix a proper Peking University graduate student status with this correspondence student status.

Wei Ming was indeed very moved after hearing it. If it's not effortless, it doesn't matter to get one.

Although this correspondence doesn't provide classrooms, dormitories, vehicles, and meals, and requires tuition fees, it can't be compared with orthodox students at all, but Wei Ming doesn't lack that money.

Now it's just determined to resume correspondence, and the subsequent regulations haven't come out yet. Hearing that Wei Ming has an idea, Wei Ping'an indicated that he would continue to pay attention for him.

Today is the last day of November.

The next day, on the first day of December, Wei Ming and Gong Ying agreed to go to the Beijing Zoo.

It is estimated that Gong Ying also saw the excitement of *Two Donkeys*. Wei Ming was a bit worried that she would be affected by the comments, thinking that he was belittling their educated youth group.

Gong Ying was also an educated youth for a few years, and she suffered no less in educated youth life.

As a result, Gong Ying didn't have any negative impact at all. She also told Wei Ming: "I have also seen male educated youths like Ma Jie in your novel. There are tens of millions of educated youths, and there are all kinds of personalities. It is very normal for one to appear. I have seen even worse ones."

"Oh, how bad is it?"

Gong Ying sighed: "Killed someone."

"Ah!"

"It was still a young girl in her prime. He took a fancy to her, she didn't follow, so... but he was also beaten to death by the girl's family. It was from the educated youth point next to us."

After speaking, Gong Ying persuaded Wei Ming not to be affected by negative evaluations, "You wrote really well."

"Oh, look at this," she took out a *PLA Literature and Art* from her bag, "Look, people in our army also published articles to praise you."

Wei Ming looked at the title: "*Two Donkeys*, after reading this, no need to read other educated youth novels!"

Wei Ming looked at the author's name again and was stunned. Wang Shuo? Is it the Wang Shuo I know?

He knew that Wang Shuo was preparing for college in the army last year. Because he practiced writing essays, he accidentally wrote a novel and published it in *PLA Literature and Art*, so he was borrowed by *PLA Literature and Art* to be an editor.

Such an extreme title, and there are some writing styles close to *Two Donkeys* in the text, hey, eight or nine out of ten is really him.

Thinking about it this way, it's not strange at all that he admires *Two Donkeys* so much. Maybe he can learn and learn and become better than the blue, and then people will call him "Ma Xiaowei Ming".

After strolling around, Wei Ming insisted on his treat this time. How could he bear to let Sister Xue spend her salary?

After eating and separating, Wei Ming immediately rode his bike to the Health Research Institute to find another good sister...

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 99 =====