After dinner, Ah Hao and Jiang Zhongze took over the dishwashing and cleaning duties with a wink.
After taking a shower and tidying up, Lu Beicen felt relaxed and decided to check the information in his mailbox first.
Turning on the computer, she suddenly remembered that Fang Nan had called her the day before and told her that there was a manuscript written by a new author. I had revised it three times and it was still in pieces. Although Fang Nan, as an editor, had tried his best to outline the author's manuscript.
, but the author seemed to be stuck in his own routine and couldn't extricate himself. If it weren't for the good subject matter, Fang Nan would have almost given up.
Fang Nan hopes that Lu Beicen can help rewrite this manuscript when he has time. As an editor, especially when you are a new editor, it is normal to be short of authors and manuscripts. In order to publish the manuscript, it is commonplace for the author to rewrite the manuscript.
However, when an editor rewrites a manuscript for an author, it is completely like making wedding clothes for someone else.
Some editors may have a higher rank and say that they asked others to rewrite the work and charge the author a share of the manuscript fee. However, editors like Fang Nan still cherish their own feathers. Generally, if they rewrite it themselves, they will never share it with the author.
Competition for profits, but this is also when he is not busy, but now Fang Nan has a lot of authors and topics in his hands. Not to mention the manuscripts he has collected and written, he has to edit so many manuscripts every month, so naturally there are not many
Time to rewrite the manuscript for the author.
But the ecosystem of authors and editors is also very strange. An author may not understand anything at first. After the editor’s guidance or even help from an experienced author to rewrite the manuscript, he knows how to choose a topic, and probably knows how to write a documentary manuscript.
The number of options becomes a hot topic, and a bunch of editors come to compete for this author. At this time, whichever editor can help rewrite the manuscript for free, the author will definitely follow whoever.
Even though print media is in decline now, there is still such a pattern, the amount of manuscript fees determines everything. This is not just the relationship between authors and editors, but also the entire ecology of print media. There are only so many documentary authors, and manuscripts are also
There are only so many. Naturally, the journal with the highest manuscript fee first collects the topic selection and manuscripts, and then it is the turn of the following ones, so basically the third- and fourth-rate magazines are just speculating on the leftovers.
Lu Beicen decided to read Fang Nan's email first. No matter what, he had to reply to Fang Nan as soon as possible. If he was not interested in answering it, he had to ask her to make other arrangements quickly.
This topic choice is indeed quite impactful, but it’s no wonder that Fang Nan felt like he wanted to vomit about this manuscript. Lu Beicen shook his head and laughed after reading the three pages of the manuscript. He didn’t understand why the author was so interested in this "Dream of Paris"
"Why do you have such a special liking for the song and dance hall? The two characters in this incident should not be intertwined in such an occasion anyway, but the author seems to have identified this fictional song and dance hall and refuses to change it no matter what.
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The story is not complicated. It is about a female subordinate in a large company who maintained an extramarital affair with her boss. She succeeded in getting promoted, had a successful career, and everything went smoothly. Finally, the old boss retired, but the female subordinate was in her prime and didn’t want to be like before.
In this way, the old boss who is already old, frail and has little capital can be called upon to do so, but the old boss is obviously not willing to give up this relationship.
But the old boss also held the sore feet of some female subordinates, so the female subordinate set up a trap to murder the old boss. The two people had high status and knowledge level, and the subject matter was also very unique. The author also published it with the manuscript.
A judgment was issued as supporting material, and some of the details were quite detailed, especially the process of committing the crime.
Lu Beicen took out his mobile phone and called Fang Nan: "Are you back?"
"Not yet, soon, what's wrong?"
"It's okay, just asking. I read the manuscript. Meng made three trips to Paris. It's quite stylish."
"Hahahahaha, my teeth were sore that I almost spit it out. I really don't know what this person was thinking."
"This is my skill. You can't write such a high-style place, right?"
"I'm so impressed. How about it? Is the subject matter okay?"
"Well, the subject matter is okay, but I definitely won't have time this week. I'll probably have to find some time to write it this weekend or early next week. Can it wait?"
"Wow, that's great. I can wait. I'm due next month anyway. Are you still on a business trip or have you gone home?"
"I've gone home, but I have to submit the manuscript early on the weekend. I haven't written a word yet, and I still have a bunch of materials to read."
"Yeah, it's okay. It's a big deal for you. Just focus on your own work first and take the time to help me write the manuscript."
"Originally, Xiao Ran has another subject that I think is pretty good, but I guess I may not have time to write it. I'll check the situation next week and let you know."
"Okay, let's do this for now. You can work first and go to bed early!"
Lu Beicen hung up the phone and suddenly turned around, only to see Jiang Zhongze leaning at the door of the study room looking at her, with an unexplainable smile in his eyes, and asked casually: "What's wrong? Why are you laughing?"
"What is Dream Paris?"
Lu Beicen couldn't help but laugh: "An author wrote a manuscript. As soon as the hero and heroine go on a date, it will be in a dance hall called Dream Paris. It is so nostalgic that we all think it is very cliché..."
Seeing Jiang Zhongze's confused expression, Lu Beicen had no choice but to explain: "In China, around the 1990s, this dream Paris cabaret blossomed in large, medium and small cities across the country, but now there are very few cabaret halls, so,
You know?"
Jiang Zhongze shook his head: "Is it like the era of "The Ordinary World", which is already far away from now?"
Lu Beicen knew that Jiang Zhongze was recently reading the realist masterpiece "The Ordinary World", so he explained a little bit.
"That period is more distant, probably the 1970s and 1980s. The dream of Paris was basically in the 1990s. Society has undergone earth-shaking changes. For example, in the 1970s and 1980s, money was not the first priority when buying something.
You have to have a vote. Without a vote, even if you have money, you can't buy it. By the 1990s, the market economy was the mainstay, and you just had to use money to buy things."
"The tragedy of this book is too strong. It seems that a person's future is not up to him. The upward path is basically determined when he is born. There is no chance to get ahead. Finally, there is a glimmer of light, and there will be another one.
Seeing tragedies of one kind or another makes people feel quite bad."
Lu Beicen sighed, remembering that when he read this book, he secretly shed a lot of tears: "It's not that exaggerated, but the young people of that era are definitely different from the young people of our time.
Yes, society is progressing, life has undergone earth-shaking changes, and there are many more upward channels than before. Therefore, the books written by writers at that time are very different from the articles written by writers in this era.
Most of the works convey positive energy and are not so sad..."
Speaking of this, Lu Beicen thought for a moment and then said: "However, regarding the matter of family background determining future and destiny, it is not just in that era, it should be said that it has always been like this? Besides, don't you, Mr. Jiang?
Are you the one who reaped the dividends of birth?"
Jiang Zhongze shrugged: "I just personally feel that this book is not suitable for me to read, because I would rather understand the current social status quo. These protagonists are carried forward by the torrent of fate and do not know what will happen tomorrow. I
No, I like whether it’s career, love or family, to be firmly in my hands.”
Lu Beicen said with a disapproving smile: "Of course, who are you, Mr. Jiang? You can naturally control everything about yourself. Okay, I have to work. Where is Ah Hao?"
"Went to Chen Ke's place."
"Are you going to play games again? These two really have the same interests."
"Last question, if you were the heroine in the article and met the person you loved, would you break through all the barriers and fight for your love?"
Lu Beicen laughed dumbly, but saw Jiang Zhongze's expressionless face, but his eyes were somewhat expectant. After all, he did not completely refuse to answer: "Your question is a bit fake. Is it the heroine who gives up first in the book? Love is definitely a thing.
What’s the use of two-way, one-sided efforts?”
"You mean, if the person you love doesn't let go no matter what, you won't let go either, right?"
Lu Beicen suddenly felt that he didn't know how to answer. Life is such a complicated journey. Who knows what will happen in the future? But Lu Beicen thought about it and smiled: "By the way, these false propositions of yours are used to ask questions."
There seems to be something wrong with me. This is not like your style. Have you been in any trouble recently? Is it possible that I have been on a business trip for a few days? What new situation have you encountered? "
Jiang Zhongze's face was dark and unclear for a moment, but he regained his composure after only a moment of tranquility: "Well, I've been missing someone a lot lately."
"No way, I actually guessed it. Who is it? Is it someone I know?"
"You can be considered acquaintance. I don't know if the acquaintance you mentioned and the acquaintance I mentioned are the same thing." Jiang Zhongze looked straight at Lu Beicen, eager to see some subtle changes in her face.
"What you said, are you trying to get straight to the point with me? Or do you still not want to say it?"
"I'll tell you later, by the way, why did the tea you gave me last time taste different from the tea on the market?" Jiang Zhongze was a little disappointed because he didn't see anything special on Lu Beicen's face.
The expression, especially the kind of loss, sadness, or loneliness that he hoped for, was nothing, so he could only change the topic in a lonely manner.
"I really don't know about this, but the tea leaves were roasted by my adoptive mother. I always feel that when I drink it, it tastes like it's a little over-roasted and has a bit of smoke and smoke when I drink it, but I don't know.
Why, it tastes very refreshing. Anyway, only my adoptive mother can produce that taste. Many relatives in my adoptive mother’s family pick wild tea in the mountains and bring it home to fry. Each family’s fried tea tastes different..."
"It seems to smell like fireworks. Okay, you go ahead and do your work. I'll go back and practice calligraphy first." Jiang Zhongze felt that he needed to calm down very much at this time.