Reborn Nobility

Chapter 130 The leader also bows down

The summer resort is divided into four parts: palace area, lake area, plain area and mountain area.

The palace area is located on the south bank of the lake with a flat terrain. It is where the emperor handled government affairs, held celebrations and lived in daily life. It covers an area of ​​100,000 square meters and consists of four buildings: the main palace, Songhezhai, Wanhe Songfeng and the East Palace.

The lake area is to the north of the palace area. The lake covers an area of ​​about 43 hectares including the island. There are 8 small islands. The lake is divided into areas of different sizes. The layers are clear, the island is scattered, and the blue waves are rippling. It is full of characteristics of the land of fish and rice in the south of the Yangtze River.

There is a clear spring in the northeast corner, which is the famous Rehe Spring. The plain area is at the foot of the mountain in the north of the lake area. The terrain is open, with Ten Thousand Tree Garden and Shimadai. It is a piece of green grass, lush forests and vast grassland scenery.

The mountain area is in the northwest of the villa, accounting for about four-fifths of the entire park. It has undulating mountains, criss-crossing ravines, and numerous buildings, pavilions, and temples dotted among them.

Chen Chaoqun arranged for everyone to visit the park in the morning, have lunch at noon, free activities in the afternoon, and play mahjong and sing in the evening. Everyone was very satisfied with this arrangement.

There are more than 100,000 manuscripts submitted this time. After the preliminary review by the magazine editor, there are still 10,000 manuscripts left. The magazine editor will select 100 outstanding works from these 10,000. At this time, these invited masters will begin to formally

Work, and then select 30 works from these 100-point manuscripts, which will be divided into first, second and third prizes.

Three days later, 100 outstanding works were finally selected. During these three days, the writers also had a great time, soaking in hot springs, riding horses, fishing, and climbing mountains. They had a great time.

Wang Meng, a literary figurehead, led the writers into a large conference room. Everyone stopped laughing and started working.

An editor carried a large cardboard box and placed it on the oval table.

Everyone began to review the manuscript. Wang Meng put on his reading glasses and picked up an article with interest and began to read it. After reading it, he curled his lips. The young author also wrote in the author introduction at the back of the article that he had been in "Sparks"

More than 200,000 words of work have been published in the magazine, and I thought to myself, the quality of manuscript selection in "Sparks" is too bad!

This young author dared to write about the "Cultural Revolution" at a young age, probably because "scar literature" was popular at the time and wanted to win by relying on hot topics. However, this author has no life experience at all, how could he write a powerful work? After all, literature is

It is higher than life, but comes from life.

The more he read, the angrier he became - "What are they writing about, single-parent families, brother and sister's abnormal love! What is the social significance of this kind of thing?" The second manuscript also made him despise it.

He adjusted his mentality and thought, after all, he is a teenage high school student, and it is forgivable to be a little immature in terms of writing style and plot construction.

Even though he had lowered his standards, he was not very impressed with the remaining dozens of manuscripts. After reading it, he could not find any outstanding works. He sat there a little disappointed, and several other writers also gave them more than ten points each.

When reviewing manuscripts, Wang Meng could only hope that they would find excellent manuscripts.

"Oh, this is well written." Ma Yuan exclaimed. He handed the article to Wang Meng.

"Chu Xiuhan, Luoshui No. 1 High School, Xinyang City, Central Plains Province. "The Other Shore"... My ignorance, immaturity, youthfulness and superficiality are always like the pits, bumps and roughness on the white embryo. But I

I still yearn for the pure white embryo. It turns out that I have nothing but actually have everything..."

The first sentence at the beginning made Wang Meng clapped his hands and exclaimed: "Yes, it is written with the hazy emotions of high school students, and the kind of friendship and love is perfectly grasped!"

He scanned the article at a glance, and finally a smile appeared on his lips, saying: "Everyone, take a look, I think this can win the first prize!"

After seeing a good article, this old man who has devoted his whole life to the Chinese literary world finally became excited.

Several writers took this article and began to circulate it, nodding frequently.

The remaining judges also finished reviewing the manuscripts. Some of them were indeed well written, but they were not enough to impress Wang Meng. He leaned on the sofa and looked around with a little disappointment. Suddenly, he saw a manuscript missing from the trash can.

He frowned and asked Chen Chaoqun beside him: "What is there?"

Chen Chaoqun glanced at the editor reproachfully and said, "What's going on?"

The editor was young and inexperienced, so he said with a little panic: "This is a manuscript and it is also an entry, but the word count does not meet the requirements. It exceeds 5,000 words... so I will throw it away."

Wang Meng asked in surprise: "What's the matter? Is there a word limit? You keep saying that this competition is not restricted by subject matter or genre, uses your own personalized language, opposes clichés, and opposes the same thing for thousands of people, and everyone agrees." Why are there still restrictions?

Word count? This is unreasonable! Moreover, every manuscript is written word by word by young authors with great pains, and it embodies the author’s hard work, so how can it be discarded casually? "

Although he is a famous writer, Wang Meng can still understand those young authors who are wandering alone in the pursuit of literature. Literary creation is a lonely and lonely road. They are hesitant, helpless, and even painful because of self-doubt.

Chen Chaoqun nodded repeatedly and said with extreme apologies: "It was an oversight on my part." He hurriedly picked up the article and handed it to Wang Meng personally with both hands.

Wang Meng explained: "Even if no author has won the award, he still has to reply to encourage them to persist in literary creation. The revitalization of our Chinese literary world depends on young people!" The language is very pertinent and has the demeanor of an elder.

Wang Meng was both a literary figure and his immediate boss. When he spoke, Chen Chaoqun did not dare to neglect him at all and wrote down his instructions in his work notes.

When Wang Meng saw that the handwriting was a bit blurry and the writing was messy, he couldn't help but frown. However, he still read on patiently - "Fantasy City" - a somewhat strange name, the author Xia Xiaoluo. After reading the author's introduction, it was a read

A freshman in high school.

Slowly, Wang Meng was attracted by the twists and turns of the story and the exquisite and beautiful writing.

The first thing that attracted him was the names in the works - "Ying Kong Shi, Li Luo, Xing Jiu, Hu Ta, Lan Shang, Die Che, Chao Ya, Chi Mo, Pian Feng, Huang Tuo, Yuan Ji, Jian Tong, Li"

"Mirror..." Don't underestimate these names. Every word or sentence in a work can actually reflect the style of the work. To what extent or what level a work is written, just look at the few words in it.

A person's name can make a judgment.

Xia Xiaoluo's "Fantasy City" allowed Wang Meng to see the wonderful value of fantasy: it was empty, but the light of fantasy radiated here, and he saw objects and life coming out of the blank space.

Survival of exotic flowers and plants and all kinds of charming creatures.

Wang Meng was deeply shocked. Although the author Xia Xiaoluo is young, his narrative tone is quite grand. He is not writing about the flies and dogs in the secular society, nor the ordinary people in the dusty world, but about the dream city, the sacred war, and the world.

Wang, writing about ### conspiracy, about the change of dynasty, about the state of purity and purity, the writing style cannot be used to write about small bridges and flowing water, oily rice, soy sauce and vinegar, untouchable villains, and petty profits.

Everyone saw Wang Meng immersed in the world constructed by the novel, with his face suddenly happy and sad. Shi'er clapped his hands in admiration, while Shi'er remained silent. Apparently he was interested in the plot of the story. Everyone looked at each other in amazement and thought, how can the great writer Wang Meng

What kind of article would such an intoxicating text be?

After Wang Meng read it, he put the manuscript on the table and said happily: "I think we can stop writing here!"

Yu Hua held the manuscript with great interest, looked at it and couldn't help but admire it, saying: "At such a young age, he actually used a Shakespearean tune, and he also showed an air of effortlessness."

The manuscript was passed into the hands of Chi Zijian. After reading it, this talented woman who shocked China praised emotionally and said: "The concept of the work is more like a kind of unconstrained travel. The sky is vast, and the thinking spirit is in the infinite world.

Wandering, wherever you go, the scenery is endless." A look of longing on his face.

Chi Li, chairman of the Hubei Federation of Literary and Art Circles, smiled and said: "Hey, that's so weird. Let's see what good works a high school student can write?"

After she took the manuscript and read it over, she couldn't help but be fascinated: "Led by the author, what we see is definitely not what we see in the human world. All objects and scenes are outside the earth, in smoke and fog.

It's in a dream. This kind of fantasy can only come from a free mind with no obstruction, no paradigm, and no hesitation. This mind is still in the crystal-clear fairy tale state."

The manuscript was finally sent to Chen Chaoqun, the president of Spark magazine, the organizer of the competition.

"How is it?" Wang Mengchong said to Chen Chaoqun who was beside him: "You have found a treasure! This summer resort is not in vain! The money is not in vain."

Chen Chaoqun was delighted to receive such a good work and said: "It's a rare masterpiece. I have been the president of the publisher for so many years. I started as an editorial assistant and have been reading youth literature manuscripts for more than ten years. This article

The novel is definitely ahead of its time!”

Wang Mengdao: "This kind of fantasy story is very novel. It is somewhat similar to the classic "Journey to the West", but its imagination and writing are more refined and beautiful!"

"The structure of this story is so huge, in my opinion, it can be expanded into a long novel!" Chen Chaoqun is keenly aware of the commercial value in it.

Chi Li's works are very popular and she has a deep understanding of the operation of book marketing. She reminded: "This book is written by a high school student, which is a huge selling point. After it is launched, I dare to use the royalties from my new book to

Bet it will be on the bestseller list!"

Everyone looked at each other and smiled, their expressions clearly showing joy at discovering the heir to the literary world, and not the slightest hint of ridicule.