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The reason why Pan Wei is 5 0 times younger than me lies in our respective majors. He studies architecture while I study civil engineering. Although I am in a department, there are essential differences between artists and migrant workers. He often tells me that an artist should have an assistant. When an assistant works, he will have the opportunity to count money while watching TV. Looking around, the identity of the assistant unfortunately fell on me.
My name is Pan Wei, the boss. Besides being one level higher than me, it is more because he has rich experience in life. My boss wants to be a writer before me, so his works are almost twice as good as mine. Of course, he has never published any works, and he has been rejected twice as often as me. The boss often calls the world brazen. It takes 50 years for a good work to be recognized, or it may be a month after the author dies.
It is not easy to prove yourself before you die. When I was rejected for the first time 13, my boss asked me not to write his real name-Pan Wei in the article. Well, I can try to change his name. Pan Degang is humorous, and Pan Lloyd is literary fantasy. In this way, choosing a vivid and interesting name has almost become the most difficult thing in my writing career, but the only purpose he asked me to do this is to keep Pan Wei, who lives in my bedroom 645 upstairs, mysterious.
Dormitory 645 is really a mysterious place. We were supposed to live in a dormitory for four. Except for the boss, the other three people have disappeared, so this dormitory has become our studio. This also proves that all masters' studios are dirty art.
The boss of Xihuan Art has taken a fancy to the girls majoring in flight attendants and modeling at the same level as me. After the confession, she was rejected by the other party on the grounds of "giving me time to think about it". The girl's name is Yu Fang, and the boss likes her almost to the point of infatuation. He said that because of the rain, he was inspired only in rainy days, and any bridge that meets or leaves must happen in rainy days; Any pure and erotic scene must happen on rainy days; Any background of suicide or homicide must occur in rainy days. I should be glad that this girl's name is not Lei Fang or Fang Xue. If so, the boss will definitely become a writer in the foreseeable future.
two
The days of writing in the dormitory filled us with fighting spirit.
Throughout the summer vacation, we stayed in the dormitory to write during the day and went to the library to charge at night. At that time, the school's new library was not yet open, and the old library had ceiling fans and desk lamps, which was cool and spacious.
But at that time, I found that the number of rejections by the boss had stopped at 30. He said: "I'm playing a big game of chess. My next work is a novel with historical significance, with at least 100,000 words to write." Do you know what a few hundred words mean? It means a 200-page book Like many famous writers, I will print "I dedicate this book to Yu Fang" on the title page of this book. How romantic, so that I can harvest my dreams and love at the same time. "
At one time, in addition to the library, the boss dragged me around the playground. I have pointed out more than once that this kind of thing is only enjoyed by young lovers in love. A great writer disdains hanging out with another great writer on the playground because there is nothing they can conquer. At this time, he always touched his new moustache and took me silently. Later, I learned that Yu Fang, who was originally "under consideration", was chased by Gao Fushuai of an economics department, so the flight attendant, model and Gao Fushuai are usually a group; On the other hand, "consideration" is just a white lie to the boss-it is natural for women to lie better than writers. It suddenly dawned on me that we were not two writers loitering on the playground at all, but followed in a wretched way. "Writing lies in persistence, love lies in waiting, and digging corners lies in waiting while persisting." This is what the boss said.
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In the winter vacation, in the early morning of the 30 th, firecrackers were heard outside. I opened the window, the sky was a winter gray, and cold air blew into my erect collar. The boss called excitedly and said, "The book is finally finished. I have thought of the title of the book. It's called Xiaoyu, and I want to use it to chase my love now. "
I can imagine the next picture: the boss's home is in Wuhan and Yu Fang's home is in Xiamen. It takes 20 hours at the earliest by train. During his stay in Spring Festival travel rush, the boss finally got a station ticket. In the train full of workers, farmers, students and thieves, his backpack is filled with his own dreams, and his mind is thinking about other people's girls. In the rickety carriage, he stayed up all night, dreaming of intimacy with the girl; When the crowd was sleepy in the morning, he had tears in his eyes and a smile on his face, showing his gums like red pomegranate blooming all over the mountain.
The cold air gave me a chill, so I closed the window. There are many guests at home, and my parents skillfully introduce me to my unfamiliar relatives, but I don't know how to envy my boss in the distance at the moment.
On the second night of the lunar new year's day, it began to snow underground, and the whole city was decorated with lights.
When the wine was high and the night was deep, I received a phone call from my boss without any accident. After getting off the train, he called Yu Fang and told him that he had come to Xiamen to find her. The other party suddenly turned pale, hung up the phone and pulled the boss into the blacklist. Because I don't know where Yu Fang's home is, the boss runs around like a headless fly. On New Year's Day holiday, he just turned his love-seeking trip into a sightseeing tour. Boss went to Gulangyu first, but the boat to the island stopped, so he went to Zhongshan Road nearby, but after 5 pm, all the living people went back to eat. Later, the boss took a taxi to Xiamen University and had dinner with several foreign students in a restaurant. Finally, the last person found a small hotel, bought instant noodles and beer, and watched the replay of the Spring Festival party, which was regarded as the Spring Festival.
Listening to his extremely sad ending, I gloated on the phone and smiled from ear to ear. He added that several times, he felt that Yu Fang was near the small hotel, and the lights were on in the street below, which could illuminate her young face. I asked, "How do you feel now?" He said in a relaxed tone: "This feeling is like-she rejected the manuscript, but I am used to it anyway. Also, you lent me 150 yuan to buy a hard seat ticket, and my money invited those grandchildren to dinner in order to maintain international friendship. "
I wired him 250 yuan. As for the meaning, it is obvious.
four
Winter is so short, it's time to start school in spring in a blink of an eye.
My writing career ran aground because Pan Weikai didn't come a few weeks before school started. Our department organized a band, and a buddy in the dormitory was a bass player. In my spare time, I went to the rehearsal room to observe the girls blushing and beating at the window. They are both anxious and excited. Compared with musicians, writers should be the coolest profession in the world.
While delivering meals to my roommate, I watched the birds with blue feathers outside the rehearsal room in a daze. I like the way they stop in the rain ditch on the opposite roof. They look proud and beautiful. (www.lz 13.cn) There is a figure coming from the gymnasium. This is Pan Wei. He approached me and reminded me that what I had done was totally unsatisfactory.
He said that he went to several publishing houses these days to see if he could publish the book Xiao Yu. He took out 250 yuan's money and said, "This is the full payment. I'll give it to you."
I don't know if a novel with more than 100,000 words is only worth $2.50, but the pride on the boss's face makes me feel that we have made another big step forward.
The boss said, "If you want to surpass me, you have to work harder."
If we have no talent, then hard work is enough to make us happy.
five
In the summer of 20 13, the five-year boss and the four-year me graduated together, and my rejection number stayed at 56.
It's so hot in summer in Wuhan that international friends from Africa call home for the summer, and my brothers and sisters sleep on the roof with summer mats. I graduated before I had time to try this kind of thing.
After that afternoon in graduation photo, the boss touched the band's friends with the wise saying that "love is not eternal, but the pursuit of love is eternal". Everyone decided to accompany the boss to the girls' downstairs to confess to Yu Fang, which was almost a performance art action to stimulate everyone to play speakers, drums, guitars and so on.
Facing the big sun, in the noisy sound, Old Dalian sang Zhang Zhenyue's Light Rain, Mayday's Gentleness and Jacky Cheung's Li Xianglan. I have to say that the boss's singing is much better than I expected.
Yu Fang, I just want to tell you that my love has been faithful for at least four years. After singing the last song, the boss said loudly to the bedroom window that has not been opened, to the endless blue sky and to the radiant sun. Everyone applauded warmly, and some young ladies slapped their hands swollen.
To tell the truth, when his voice faded away, something touched me deeply.
six
The boss left a day before me.
That morning, I cleaned the dormitory with him. Our handwritten manuscripts piled up everywhere, making the dormitory a mess. I don't know whether I should throw them away. There seems to be a helpless disappointment here.
"Actually, Yu Fang wasn't in the dormitory that afternoon," said the owner who made the bed.
"Well, my roommate told me."
"The manuscript fee is also a lie to you."
"250 yuan is not much better."
"Sometimes I want to just forget it."
"I know."
"But in the face of what I like, if I give up once and obey once, I will always compromise my life. I don't want to think that the happiness I will get in my future life has nothing to do with this! "
"From an ordinary person to a writer, you need to be rejected 200 times. From a talented ordinary person to a writer, you need to be rejected 150 times, such as you, and I only need 100 times. " These are Pan Wei's exact words. We made efforts towards 150 times and 100 times respectively. Fortunately, we are one step closer to the writer's goal anyway. (Success lies in the first centimeter, collecting and sorting out 365 quotations and lines for you. 365 Quotations and Lines Network collects and shares classic quotations and classic platforms. If you like me, please continue to pay attention to www.365j.com)