Literary Girls Nurturing Program

The "Corpse" in his hand had turned to the last page, Wang Jia exhaled lightly, feeling that he had finally come out of the strange and tense atmosphere in the book.

After returning from school, Wang Jia spent four hours reading this thin book.This is also the book of the author Xu Yuanyi that Yuan Jia said he likes. It is hard to imagine that someone could write such a book when he was the same generation as Jiang Hong.

"Zombie" is not written about zombies or anything like that, but a place similar to the world of Xianxia, ​​and the word "corpse" actually takes its ancient meaning of "lord".And this fairy tale-like story only uses more than [-] words to clearly explain a magnificent world of immortals and gods, and even describes the life and customs of the different world in detail, which is really a miracle!

The so-called master-level works are indeed shocking.Although he has been studying ancient prose, he is not as proficient as before.It's like people can't go back to the past.Otherwise, those books from the pre-Qin period will not be handed down, and there will be no special annotations for them, and even the books annotated in this way will be incomprehensible one day, so annotations appeared.

However, it is also a kind of luck that such a work has been handed down, and what is even more fortunate is that there is no cultural chronology in the current Huaxia Kingdom. According to the latest statistics, the illiteracy rate is zero, and the lowest level of education is at the elementary school graduation level.So this is an era that truly belongs to literature, which is why the current works are exploding.And online literature has officially entered a period of turmoil, and it is difficult for people to ignore the news about this aspect in the current online news.

Wang Jia himself is currently in a situation where he is shocked by "The Corpse", so he naturally has a little desire/desire to write fanfics.And today's physical education class during the day really gave her something else to think about.

In fact, she never thought that Yuan Jia would have other choices, but Yuan Jia made it clear that she was indeed interested in literature enough, and her favorite was not Lu Xun, but Xu Yuanyi.These two people are clearly two bright stars of the same period, but there is indeed a gap between them and Lu Xun who has illuminated the ages.Of course, it doesn't mean the gap in realm, but the gap in the cognition of the world.

If Lu Xun’s works exploded like a tsunami during that period, then Xu Yuanyi’s works were too few. There are only twelve novels and novels left in the world, and the rest are essays on current events. , or poems as a gift.However, he passed away early due to illness, and naturally he did not leave more works, which makes people sigh.

As Xu Yuanyi's last completed work, "The Corpse" must be a sincere work completed with painstaking efforts.

Wang Jia really wanted to write a post-reading review, or reading notes. If you don't devote yourself to reading such a work, it will be a waste of money.

So he turned on the computer, Wang Jia created a new document, and then hit the keyboard vigorously.

When Wang Jia was trying to climb the grid, Liu Yun heard the knock on the door and turned to open the door.The little girl in front of the door was about the same age as Wang Jia, but she didn't look very good looking, but she was quite similar in appearance to Wang Jia.But the little girl seemed quite introverted, and she blushed a lot when she saw her.

"A... Auntie, I'm Wang Jia's classmate Yuan Jia. I have something to ask her for." Yuan Jia was carrying his schoolbag, fingering the strap of the schoolbag, stuttering nervously.

Liu Yun smiled. It's been a long time since I saw such an introverted child.Wang Jia really changed his taste in making friends, Liu Yun thought about it for a while, and enthusiastically let Yuan Jia in.

"Jiajia, your classmate is here to look for you." Liu Yun yelled into the room, and asked Yuan Jia to change her slippers, "Come in, Jiajia is doing homework, dinner will be served later, you can stay and eat together gone."

"Auntie...no need..."

"Oh! Yuan Jia, come to the bedroom with me! Mom, show us the composition in a while, and I'll talk to Yuan Jia first." Wang Jia jumped out of the room when Yuan Jia was about to refuse to eat, and pulled Yuan Jia Jia walked inside without giving Liu Yun a chance to talk at all.

Yuan Jia originally wanted to refuse to eat here, but was dragged away before he could refuse.She was in a daze until she was dragged into the bedroom.

"Hey! You're back to your senses!" Wang Jia stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Yuan Jia's eyes. It was funny to see her lost in thought: How could she not know that she was so dazed when she was a child?

Yuan Jia turned his head stiffly, and then he saw the "Corpse" that was turned upside down on the computer desk.Looking from the computer desktop to the wall, the big bookcase with the top is full, which makes Yuan Jia very envious. "You have so many books."

Wang Jia smiled, and pulled Yuan Jia to sit on the chair in front of the computer desk. He surrounded Yuan Jia from behind, shook the mouse in this position, and asked, "Did you bring the manuscript?"

Yuan Jia tilted her head uncomfortably. When Wang Jia spoke, the heat sprayed on her neck, making her back numb and uncomfortable: "Well, it's this one."

After receiving the manuscript, Wang Jia glanced at it. There were traces of imitating Xu Yuanyi, but the writing had a strong rural style and a wonderful natural interest.But she didn't finish reading it. Wang Jia just saved her fanfic that was shrunk down, and then opened a new page for Yuan Jia, and said, "Do you want me to type it out for you, or do you type it out yourself?"

The heat made Yuan Jia feel uncomfortable all over, his body stiffened and he could only endure it, but when he heard Wang Jia's question, he immediately said, "I can do it myself. Have you finished your homework?"

Hearing her question, Wang Jia suddenly smiled, then moved away, grabbed his book, took out a signature pen from the pen holder, sat down at the desk on the other side, and said, "You work hard first, After a while, my mother will come and ask us to eat. My homework... of course I'm done."

"I'd better go home for dinner, it seems like..." Yuan Jia couldn't speak the rest, but she really didn't want to eat at Wang Jia's house.If you eat it, it seems a little too thick-skinned.

Wang Jia let the signature pen twirl around her finger, but she didn't turn her head to look at Yuan Jia, she just said, "I'm afraid you'll faint from hunger at my house. After you've entered your documents, I'll ask my mother to come If you give pointers, you will have to modify it at that time, and if you modify it, you will have to proofread it, then organize the format, and then package it and upload it to the official. So tonight, you'd better stay at my house."

"Ah?" Yuan Jia was typing on One Finger Zen, but was stunned by Wang Jia's words.He opened his mouth wide, and looked at Wang Jia with eyes like he was looking at a monster.

Wang Jia couldn't help laughing at Yan Yi's expression, but he restrained his expression very quickly. Wang Jia said seriously: "Don't you want to? But time is running out, we have to get these things done first Things only work. What's more, tomorrow is the weekend off, what are you worried about?"

"But I told my mother that I would go back soon... I didn't bring a change of clothes..." Yuan Jia hesitated to tell his situation.Besides, Wang Jia's approach is no different from killing first and playing later. She didn't make it clear at the beginning that there are so many plans for today.

It was only at this time that Wang Jia came to his senses, and said with a cheeky smile: "That's because I forgot to tell you, don't mind. I'll call Auntie for you. It just so happens that you can wear my clothes and use mine. "

"... Oh." Yuan Jia looked at Wang Jia, not knowing what to say.But when she came here by car, she was actually a little hesitant.Although Wang Jia lives in a community very close to his own community, the gap between the rich and the poor is still very obvious.But Wang Jia never seemed to show dislike for her, so Yuan Jia came here with the address Wang Jia wrote her.

Moreover, Wang Jia's words had reached this point, and Yuan Jia realized that he really had no room to refuse.If it's too late here, the last bus will also be out of service.It's not safe to walk back either.

"Mom, Yuan Jia is staying with us today!" Seeing Yuan Jia's acquiescence, Wang Jia immediately yelled at the door.

Liu Yun poked her head out from the kitchen, without thinking deeply, she just said: "Understood, dinner will be served soon, you guys hurry up and wash your hands."

Wang Jia ran to the living room, dialed the number with the landline, and then entered his bedroom with the landline.After the call got through, he immediately explained the situation to Yuan Ningming in a sweet and sweet voice, asked Yuan Jia to say a few words by himself, and hung up the phone neatly.

So tonight it was destined that Yuan Jia would live in Wang Jia's house, Yuan Jia couldn't help thinking why he never refused Wang Jia's request, or never thought of refusing... After thinking for a long time, he couldn't come up with anything useful conclusions.

In the end, Yuan Jia also accepted it. Speaking of which, it was the first time for her to have dinner and stay at a "friend"'s house. Even Shuya, her best friend, had never tried to do this.

Giving up on the issue of eating and staying overnight, Yuan Jia wanted to continue climbing the grid, but was held back by Wang Jia.

"What are you doing again?" Very helpless.

Wang Jia said, "It's time to eat, wash your hands."

"……Oh."

When sleeping at night, Liu Yun couldn't help pushing her husband Wang Ming.

Wang Ming was sleepy to death, but his wife called, so he could only force himself to ask, "What's the matter? I have to go to work tomorrow morning, so go to bed early."

"Do you think that Yuan Jia looks very similar to our little one?" Liu Yun recalled the way Yuan Jia was sitting at the dining table greeting Wang Ming who came back when she was still in the middle of the game. She was so soft. Soft and cute, much like the previous Wang Jia.But now Wang Jia has changed and doesn't rely on her much anymore.

Wang Ming thought for a while and said, "It's kind of similar. If I hadn't confirmed that you only had one child, you would have thought that Jiajia had a sister who was missing. However, Huaxia is so big, and children who look similar are not A lot."

"That's right." Liu Yun was inexplicably lost, "I was really surprised to read the essays for Jiajia and Yuanjia today. Although it is obvious to imitate everyone, they also wrote their own characteristics. .In the new concept competition, there is really hope to win some kind of award. It is definitely no problem to be shortlisted."

Wang Ming couldn't open his eyes anymore. He groped under the bed and touched Liu Yun's hand and held it in his own. He said, "...Well, it's good that the children have ideas. Go to sleep... huh..."

Liu Yun wanted to pull back her hand in disgust, but in the end she was held by Wang Ming and closed her eyes.

Wang Jia is not a talented writer, but her words have a sense of precipitation... Liu Yun doesn't know what happened to Wang Jia, but the things written by Jia Jia now are indeed not what Wang Jia could write in the past.At least the desolation in the text made Liu Yun wonder if she paid too little attention to Wang Jia.

Thinking of this, Liu Yun couldn't sleep.