"Teacher Wang Zhongxing, let me ask, you don't have many works, right?"

Wang Zhongxing was unhappy: "What are you saying? I have to write more than you to evaluate you. Is this what I mean?"

Wang Zixu said: "I didn't say that."

It was just "not saying that", but it was not "that's not what it means". The slight gap in the words was captured by Wang Zhongxing, and he immediately raised his eyebrows.

His eyes were a little prominent, and he felt a little glaring. He squinted his eyes, and his wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were cracked, and he opened his tail like a guppy fish.

Wang Zixu said: "I don't know what writing is for you. For me, writing is about living with my body.

"The bruises that were rubbed, the redness and swelling that were hit, and the slap marks that were slapped were all written into the book as if I had found it.

"I have revised the full text of the book "Fire in Stone" 23 times, not partial rewriting, but rather a rewriting that is overturned and reprinted.

"If we initially built a high platform with the stones of history, after 23 rewriting, we will build a city with the flesh and blood of reality.

“I’m not complaining, I just want to say, I really love writing.

“I love writing more than being a business officer in a small city or fighting with partners.

"It is simple, pure. Despite pain. Even if it is painful, happy endorphins can be ruminated from pain.

"So Teacher Wang Zhongxing's words made me very puzzled. Why did I waste this subject?

“Isn’t this what the writer should do when thinking of a story and writing it down?

"The structure should be so compact that it is not loose? How complex the characters should be so that it is not flat? How elegant the style should be so that it is not vulgar?

"Does the structure of this book must be better than Tolstoy, the skills must be better than Faulkner, the characters must be better than Dostoevsky, and the style must be better than Proust, so is it worthy of being written?

"Teacher Wang, I believe that if you have experienced the joy of writing, you will not use these empty words to deconstruct the career you love. They have no meaning.

"Writing is creation, not racing, nor fighting to the death. It should not be a scale on a vector.

"Teacher Wang, everyone is a literati, I believe you can feel it. I believe you can understand it. I believe this book will touch you at some point. I hope it can get your fair evaluation."

Wang Zixu originally wanted to quarrel, but when talking about his works, he became gentle. Just like the villain in a TV series, he also had a bit of human nature when talking about his children.

After all, he still doesn't like sophistry. Sophistry can only win, but it's not done right. It's like he beat Kong Huaifang, but so what? Nothing gets better.

However, in this world, "doing right" does not make sense. Winning is meaningful, or winning is meaningful.

If he does not make a sophistry, he can only prove himself. Or he can move people with emotion like now. He understands this principle and understands it may not be effective.

Perhaps if Wang Zhongxing had not been surnamed Wang, or if Xiao Mengyin didn't get up and pulled him, he wouldn't have been touched by the scene and said a lot of thought.

When Wang Zixu was speaking, Xiao Mengyin, who was sitting next to him, kept listening in a daze.

Regardless of whether Wang Zixu said this touched Wang Zhongxing, at least it touched her.

She was still struggling just now about what kind of punishment her impulse would be. Now she is not struggling.

Wang Zixu is of the same kind.

I am so lucky that I can meet my kind in this world even if I look so strange. Why bother with the future?

At this moment, she glanced at the corner of her eyes, Gu Zao was holding a pen and writing on the paper.

When I turned around, I saw that he wrote:

“For me, writing is about me rubbing my life with my body…”

At the meeting, when you encounter a good and sincere poem with true feelings, write it down immediately with a note, and improve it anytime, anywhere, right?

Hakigu, you guy!

Wang Zhongxing leaned on the chair, his face hidden in the shadow outside the light. When Wang Zixu finished speaking, his face slowly emerged.

He pondered for a moment before saying, "Since you love it so much, you should write this book better, right? I will not change my evaluation of this book."

It is useless to move people with emotions.

Wang Zixu lowered his eyebrows and his expression returned to calmness.

He wasn't disappointed too. He just thought, okay.

Since that's the case, I'll understand some quarrel techniques.

He reached out and lifted the briefcase at his feet to his legs, took out a thin book from it, and slapped it on the table.

"Teacher Wang Zhongxing, this is your new book "Jiangxi Organic Fertilizer and Dutch Tulips", which was just published last week. On your waist, there is also a recommendation from Teacher Shi Tonghe: "The mysterious combination of realistic writing and classical aesthetics"..."

Wang Zhongxing was shocked immediately, his neck turned red, and he shouted: "What are you doing with my book? What does it have to do with me?"

Wang Zixu said: "After listening to me, my next question has a lot to do with your book. You must introduce your book to explain it clearly."

He opened the book, pointed his finger on the catalogue, and said:

"Please read, this masterpiece by Mr. Wang Zhongxing is very rigorous in structure, so rigorous that every chapter is exactly the same.

"The beginning part always writes about a piece of history first, such as the first chapter, which describes Qianlong's visit to the south of the Yangtze River, the second chapter, which describes Cixi's cultivation of the garden, and the third chapter, which describes Yuan Shikai's cultivation of the tomb.

"The second paragraph is always focused on an irrelevant little character, and this little character is definitely not the protagonist.

"The third paragraph, this little character always made a mistake and was in danger. The protagonist rescued him... The story progresses in each paragraph of the following story is the same in structure."

Wang Zixu put down his book and looked at Wang Zhongxing:

"Teacher Wang, you said that my structure is loose. I would like to ask, does the structure in your mind mean the same as in your book?"

Wang Zhongxing's tone was faint: "I didn't say I should use it as a ruler..."

"Do you think the structure in your book is more rigorous than "Fire in Stone"?"

"Of course it's..."

"What? Who is more rigorous? Which of these two books is more in line with what you say is 'solid structure'?"

Wang Zhongxing flattened his mouth for a long time before finally squeezing out a sentence from his teeth:

"Wang Zixu, then I'll make it clear. You are still young, your books are still far from each other, and I'm not arrogant, my books..."

Wang Zixu raised his hand high and then patted it hard:

"Your book is just trash!"

The red tide on Wang Zhongxing's neck slowly surged up, rushing on his cheeks, making him look shiny against the darker skin.

"You really think your book is well written? When I bought your book, I saw that the online store sales were 2, and only two were sold in total. Just a garbage book that you can't sell, would you be embarrassed to say that the structure is solid?

"This book is completely decayed, old, smelly old manure, and has no literary value. If you say that the structure is rigorous and you want to turn into garbage like your book, then I would rather have a loose structure!"

Wang Zixu's voice echoed throughout the venue, and even the students who were pouring tea were stunned.

Wang Zhongxing roared and roared with a thick neck:

"Who is trash? You are trash! Your books are the complete trash! Do you understand literature? If you write a book?

"Don't you know this is structuralism? Do you understand Saussure? Do you know "Story Morphology"? Do you understand Roland Bart?..."

Wang Zixu patted the book and asked, "What does it mean to understand literature? Do you understand what writing is? I haven't attended a literature class for a day, and I can see that your book is rubbish! No matter how much theory you know, it's useless. Don't write it if you can't write it!"

Wang Zhongxing seemed to have not heard what he was saying, but just recited the scriptures blindly:

"Do you know the big structure? Do you know "Househopper"? Do you know what 'writability' is..."

Then, many difficult words popped up in his mouth, such as "symbol code", "deep narrative structure", and "breaking linear conventions". The entire venue was filled with the atmosphere of literature.

An Younan, who was watching the live broadcast, was completely amazed and rolled on the sofa with his stomach covered.

"This Wang Zixu is really interesting. You understand why I look forward to his performance so much, right?"

Duan Xiaosang whispered: "Every time he turns a broad topic into a specific problem, and finally... into a personal attack."

An Younan continued to laugh out loud: "The key is that he bought someone else's books, he really knows how to plot!"

Duan Xiaosang said: "Although it's very good, this is also the right strategy. Because broad topics cannot be discussed and the results are not discussed. But it is very convenient for those who raise the problem."

An Younan wiped a small tear from the corner of his eyes with his fingers: "It is better to attack others than to prove his innocence, and he will not be able to internally fight. I have understood this since I was a child."

Wang Zhongxing was too hysterical and didn't breathe and coughed continuously. Shi Tonghe reached out to pat his back and said, "It's enough."

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Enough. Calm down.

Wang Zhongxing calmed down.

Shi Tonghe turned to Wang Zixu and said:

"We are discussing "Fire in the Stone" today, and we do not involve discussions of other works. If we have to write far beyond other people's works before we can make a comment, then it is better to cancel the course of literature."

Wang Zixu said: "I don't want his works to surpass me. The main reason is that he is Wang Zhongxing. Teacher Kong doesn't write novels, so I don't target Teacher Kong."

Kong Huaifang was sitting in a state of depression, but suddenly she was mentioned, shivering, and straightened up and glared at Wang Zixu.

Wang Zixu ignored him and continued: "Short after my "Stone Fire" was published, Teacher Wang Zhongxing wrote an article to criticize me, saying that I had ruined a subject.

"But he wrote this book himself, not as good as I did. Isn't he was wasting literature?

"If his understanding of literature is the level of this work, then he is not qualified to give me some advice. I do not accept his criticism."

Wang Zhongxing couldn't hold it in, and he was furious again: "You are not qualified to talk about my level!"
To be continued...