After being moved, Tao Yushu went to open the canvas bag she used to go to school.

"I originally wanted to wait until the New Year to give it to you."

Tao Yushu spoke and took out a blue box from his canvas bag. The front was a trademark composed of the Chinese character "Shanghai" and the Chinese pinyin of "Shanghai" below.

"watch?"

"Um."

Tao Yushu opened the watch box and exposed the bright silver watch inside. This is a Shanghai brand 7120 watch, the strap is all steel, and the dial is made of plexiglass. In this era, wearing this watch is definitely a symbol of identity.

“Put it on and take a look.”

Tao Yushu put the watch on Lin Chaoyang's wrist, looked at each other happily and said happily: "It's really suitable!"

“How much did it cost?”

"It costs 16 in total, one hundred and six."

One hundred and sixty yuan is almost up to Lin Chaoyang’s four-month salary.

“Too expensive!”

Lin Chaoyang felt a little painful. He had been struggling for three months, but the small treasury was not enough to buy a watch.

This damn life!

Tao Yushu raised his arm and looked at it again, and said indifferently: "I originally wanted to take it out during the Chinese New Year. Besides, you are working outside and have a watch to check the time."

Nowadays, having a watch is not only a matter of convenient time, but also invisibly elevating the identity of a working person. To compare it with later examples, it is probably equivalent to getting an iPhone 13 years ago.

The couple gave each other gifts, and they were in love with each other, as if they were inseparable.

If it weren't for the broken bed at home, Lin Chaoyang would have already been on the horse with his gun.

At the same time, he felt a little conscience ached because of the matter in the small treasury.

"Hey, how much savings do our family have now?" Lin Chaoyang asked Tao Yushu.

"Including what my mother gave me, there are still 685 yuan."

"So much more?" Lin Chaoyang was a little surprised. His wife spent 160 yuan to buy him a watch.

"Your salary, my subsidy, and my dad gave me twenty dollars last month."

Lin Chaoyang glanced at his wife speechlessly, and you didn't mention anything about your mother-in-law's preference for your brother-in-law and your father-in-law's preference for you!

After seeing this, my sister-in-law who was whispering at home actually didn’t love her father and mother didn’t love her?

Lin Chaoyang suddenly felt a little sad for his sister-in-law.

When I thought that the couple's deposits were nearly 700 yuan in total, Lin Chaoyang's little conscience disappeared, and at least I also made a contribution.

At the end of December, the weekend is coming, so you can take a Sunday, plus a one-day holiday on New Year's Day, which is a two-day break.

Under Tao's mother's mobilization, Tao's family did a major cleaning inside and outside. There is less than a month left before the Spring Festival in 1979. Now I have to clean up and do less work during the Chinese New Year.

After the New Year's Day holiday, the Yan University campus added a bit of bleakness.

Various colleges and departments are preparing for final exams, and there are much fewer active students on campus than usual.

At this time, the study room of Yanda Library will be full, but the work of the borrowing department is much easier than before. The students are focusing on the final exams, focusing all their learning energy on books, and have no time to borrow books.

On this day, Lin Chaoyang finally received a manuscript fee from "Shanghai Literature and Art".

This time, the manuscript he submitted to "Shanghai Literature and Art" was still a short story, but the length was much longer than "The Wrangler", which was 28,000 words.

The standard for royalties given by "Shanghai Literature and Art" is six thousand words, which is more generous than "Yanjing Literature and Art", which allows him to get 168 yuan in royalties at once, which is higher than the royalties he published on "Yanjing Literature and Art".

It’s better to have more words, it’s really profitable!

But there is another regret that he used a new vest to contribute to "Shanghai Literature and Art", which continued his previous ideas and used the name of the hero of the novel directly with the pseudonym.

As the saying goes, there are three holes in the cunning rabbit. Which writer has no vests?

If the three words "Xu Lingjun" are used, the royalties for a thousand-word manuscript have to increase a little further.

You should not be too greedy in life, Lin Chaoyang warned himself.

It was okay to go to work in the afternoon, and Lin Chaoyang held a copy of Haoran's "Golden Avenue".

When he was a literary youth, he read a lot of foreign famous works in order to show his style, but many domestic famous artists disdained them.

Now that people are mature and have time, I want to make up for these works.

Haoran's works are the product of the typical "three highlights" creative principle, that is, the positive characters should be highlighted among all characters; hero characters should be highlighted among positive characters; and the main hero characters should be highlighted among hero characters.

In the 1950s and 1960s, "The Sunny Sky" and "The Golden Avenue" made him highlight moments. But after the reform and opening up, his creative style quickly became an old and outdated thing.

This not only contains the issue of the update and iteration of the literary style itself, but also has great political factors.

Excluding political factors, Lin Chaoyang always believes that works like "Golden Avenue" are worthy of recognition and should be passed down.

Some people say that literature cannot be a monotonous praise, but they have to describe it without saying it?

A single flower blooms is not spring, but a hundred flowers bloom in the garden.

"Chaoyang!"

While Lin Chaoyang was reading a book, an acquaintance came to the library.

Since Liu Zhenyun learned that Lin Chaoyang was one year younger than him, news spread rapidly. No one in the Chinese department of Level 77 has called him "Brother" because the youngest in the class are about the age of him.

Ye Junyuan, the largest major in their major, is already thirty-two this year and is affectionately respected by his classmates as "Old Ye".

Lin Chaoyang sniffed his nose and the smell of snowflakes in the air came from Zhang Yaozhong. He had never smelled it before.

Lin Chaoyang looked at Zhang Yaozhong carefully. This kid can't fall in love anymore, right?

"Why are you looking at me like this?" Zhang Yaozhong was so uncomfortable that he was staring at him.

"Nothing. Why do you have time to run away from me?"

Zhang Yaozhong pulled the classmates behind him over, "I came here to find you, I want to ask you for some creative things."

Lin Chaoyang immediately glanced at the side. Hu Wenqiong was reading the book seriously, probably not hearing it.

He winked at Zhang Yaozhong and signaled him not to talk nonsense. Then he greeted Hu Wenqiong and walked with the two to the corner of the sun hall.

The person who followed Zhang Yaozhong to look for Lin Chaoyang was Liang Zuo, his classmate, with round face and small eyes, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses hanging on the bridge of his nose. He was gentle and kind, and he looked a bit festive. He knew Lin Chaoyang without Zhang Yaozhong introducing him.

Liang Zuo didn't know Lin Chaoyang before, but he only found out when he went to Xiaoxitianer to watch a movie. Yesterday, he accidentally learned from Zhang Yao that Lin Chaoyang was the author of the recently popular "The Wrangler".
Chapter completed!