It is not enough to be modest, you must also have some ability to be immodest. - Voltaire
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This was the second time Ruochu was called to the office by the editor-in-chief. The first time was when he just joined the job. After hearing a few words of encouragement and explaining the work, he was left to an editor.
The strange thing today is that the main writer Fan Sen is also there, one of the men who interviewed her. Ruochu didn't know what to do with her, so he felt puzzled and smiled calmly and said hello to the two people respectively.
Pei Hua is a woman in her early forties. She wears gold-rimmed glasses and has a bare face. She gives people a very intellectual look, but if you look into her eyes, you can feel that she is a very shrewd person who can see through everything.
People whose facial expressions are not good at changing may not make people feel cold, but they will unconsciously create a sense of distance.
The main writer and the editor-in-chief seem to be about the same age, and they also wear glasses. If I only met him during an interview, I thought he was taciturn and had no impression. However, judging from his articles, his writing style is still very sharp. Just looking at his writing style, you would think that this person is
It's aggressive and makes it difficult for people to connect with the image in front of them.
"Sit down, Xiao Qin." Pei Hua said to Ruochu politely, and pointed to a chair in front of her desk.
Ruochu said thank you and sat down.
"Xiao Qin, you should know why I came to see you today, right?" Chief Editor Pei looked at Ruochu through his spectacles and observed the changes in her expression.
"I'm sorry, Editor Pei, I don't know what you want from me." Ruochu said calmly, feeling surprised but not showing it.
"Oh? Really?" Pei Hua blinked, then lowered his eyes and looked at Ruochu again.
Seeing this made Ruochu's heart tremble, "If you have anything to do, just tell me."
"Well, how did you and the new editor-in-chief meet?" Pei Hua asked suddenly. Ruochu was stunned, and his first reaction was that he had made a mistake.
"I don't know the editor-in-chief, whether it's the new one or the old one." He told the truth without evading his eyes.
"Okay, let's get down to business." Pei Hua coughed twice and subconsciously pushed his eye frames.
"You should know that this year's Oscar Awards ceremony has been postponed to late March. Although this has affected the publication of our April issue to a certain extent, because it is more important, we can only follow this award."
Ruochu listened carefully and saw the editor paused and nodded blankly, not knowing what this had to do with him.
"Originally, our special planning content about the Oscars has been prepared by the main writer, but the editor-in-chief asked you to do this special planning again. We will leave 6 pages for the on-site report, and you will create 6 more pages of content around the Oscars. How specifically?
You can ask Fan Sen for more advice and hand it in next Monday. Do you have any questions?" Pei Hua finished speaking in one breath, and then waited for Ruochu's response.
Ruochu swallowed secretly and only grabbed a few keywords: "special planning", "six pages", and "due next Monday". Although the news was a bit sudden, she didn't hesitate at all and blurted out: "No
question."
Pei Hua raised his eyebrows, as if he was surprised by Ruochu's answer. When a newcomer is asked to do the content that the chief writer usually does, shouldn't he decline? Today the new editor-in-chief asked her to find her, and it turned out to be this matter. Although
I am dissatisfied with the editor-in-chief's interference in the editorial department, but I haven't figured out his temper yet, and it's hard to refute.
Pei Hua was very surprised how a newcomer who had just graduated attracted the attention of the editor-in-chief. Although Fan Sen also confirmed that the decision to recruit Qin Ruochu was made by the three of them and had nothing to do with the new editor-in-chief, he couldn't help but ask and look at her.
His performance doesn't look like he's lying, or his acting skills are too good.
However, looking at her confident look, she is a little worried. Even if she asks for a few days of grace, Pei Hua feels better. Young people today don't even know what modesty is? Well, in such a short time,
Let’s see what she can come up with. If not, she would rather break up with the editor-in-chief to maintain the authority of her editor-in-chief and the quality of the magazine.
After Ruochu returned to his seat, he couldn't help but be lost in thought for a while.
I am just an intern doing odd jobs, and special planning has always been written by the main writer. It is a symbol of qualifications and status. Just like the preface of each issue, everyone who makes magazines hopes to have their name signed.
Below the preface, it was best to write it by hand. The more you dance, the more you feel. Although she was surprised that the superiors suddenly gave her this job, she was not flattered because she firmly believed that everyone in the editorial department was
It can be accomplished, including by yourself, as long as you are given the opportunity.
However, she still went to ask Fan Sen for advice, sincerely. After all, he had been her interviewer, and her success in getting in was inseparable from his appreciation.
Fan Sen just told her to see how the special planning and Oscar albums were done in the past. Ruochu was a little disappointed and felt that Fan Sen was perfunctory because he had shaken his status. At the same time, he was also a little embarrassed. After all, he
If the special plan he had written was invalidated, he would be depressed if he encountered this situation.
He forced a smile and said "thank you" before leaving. Fan Sen said: "I believe you, write well." Ruochu almost stopped crying.
Well, this is your first opportunity to perform when you enter society and enter the workplace. You must not mess up.
Over the weekend, she moved all the magazines with Oscar albums back home one after another, preparing to retreat for two days to complete this task. Ruoqi saw that she had moved back a bunch of magazines, and shouted to get a few to read, but Ruochu was convinced
He stopped him, but he didn't take any of them, so Ruochu was accused of being stingy by Ruoqi.
After dinner, I locked myself in my room and looked up information for inspiration. The more I read, the more frustrated I became. I found that the Oscar resource had been almost exploited. It was basically a routine of review and prediction every year. I was tired of looking at it, so I just
Like an annual year-end thought summary.
But it’s not easy to come up with new ideas. This is not like other planning topics, which can be spread out across the sky. The difficulty lies in the fact that the scope of topic selection is strictly limited. There are only so many Oscar-winning films, and it’s almost impossible to count them over and over again.
All have been overused.
Moreover, Ruochu herself is not very interested in Oscars. She prefers the three major European film festivals. She was thinking hard in front of the computer without any ideas when someone knocked on the door of her room.
Because the knock on the door was very polite, it was definitely not Ruoqi who came to grab the magazine, so he opened the door with peace of mind.
It's Xiaochuan.
"Daddy, Daddy?" Ruochu's hand was still on the door handle, with a look of surprise on his face.
"Why, don't you invite daddy in?" Xiaochuan crossed his arms, lowered his head and observed Ruochu's expression with a smile. Although he was not used to her growing up, what she did recently was really arousing.
caught his interest.
"Please come in." Ruochu bent down and made a "please" gesture, and at the same time opened the door.
As soon as Xiaochuan came in, he saw the magazines on the table and the open word document. A smile immediately crept into his eyes, but he deliberately avoided Ruochu.
"Daddy, have you returned to the United States recently?" Ruochu didn't know what to say at the moment and asked vaguely.
"Well, I'll be back soon." Xiaochuan reached out and flipped through the magazine casually.
Ruo Chu felt a little guilty and said, "Daddy, I heard that you want to buy a magazine. Which one is it?"
"Oh, a small magazine. Do you like this magazine?" Xiaochuan said, raising the copy of "Mirror Image" at hand and shaking it at Ruochu.
Ruochu nodded.
"Then what are you..." Xiaochuan began to ask questions knowingly that it was clearly a task he asked Pei Hua to assign to her.
"Ah, yes, it's an elective course. Yes, the homework for the elective course. I'm looking for information." Ruochu is still not sure whether Xiaochuan is with his parents, so he can't tell him yet.
But she felt that her father would support him. After all, he had become a magazine editor right after graduation, so he was also a peer. When the time comes, he would be happy to tell him that she had followed in his footsteps, but not yet.
Xiaochuan looked at Ruochu's nervous stuttering, tried his best to hide his smile that was about to burst out, and nodded clearly.
"Tell me why you like this magazine?" Xiaochuan asked, then lowered his head and started reading.
"Maybe it's because of a complex. This is the first movie magazine I've ever read. After I fell in love with it, I couldn't put it down." Ruochu thought for a while and replied, Xiaochuan didn't ask, she really didn't know it herself.
Thought about this question, even though she still likes it now.
Xiaochuan nodded in agreement: "This is also the first movie magazine I have ever read. I also like it very much, just like you."
"Really?" The surprise in Ruochu's eyes was even greater than when she saw Xiaochuan just now. At such an age, it's rare for someone to have the same hobbies as her.
"Yeah, but now it feels a little different from before." Xiaochuan said thoughtfully.
"Yes, I feel the same way."
"Oh? Tell me how you feel."
Ruochu smiled and replied: "Maybe it's because magazines are so homogenized nowadays, and all the content is routine. We liked this magazine in the first place because there was no competition at that time, and the content was very novel and well-made.
It's very beautiful..." After Ruochu finished speaking, he glanced at Xiaochuan.
Xiaochuan nodded and waited for her to continue.
“So it’s not surprising that this magazine was imitated by many subsequent magazines. However, when the things that attracted us in the first place were borrowed by others, it itself failed to innovate or re-establish its leadership position.
, then what attracts us can only rely on our feelings at first sight." After Ruochu finished speaking, he sighed softly, picked up a magazine and flipped through it gently, carefully.
Xiaochuan watched Ruochu's movements quietly, feeling excited in his heart. How could she hit the point so accurately at such a young age? What if she really wasn't impulsive, but really wanted to be there?
If this industry develops, the future is limitless. Qin Bei, Qin Bei, it seems that there are still many things you don't know about your daughter.
"So, what do you think a magazine needs to be invincible?" Xiaochuan coughed twice and asked with interest. Because he admired her answers during the interview, he was very enthusiastic about her answer.
Looking forward to the idea.
"I'm not sure about this, but I think it's... a point of view, well, it should be this." Ruochu frowned, obviously thinking.
"Viewpoint?" Xiaochuan repeated, chewing on these two words at the same time.
"Yes, point of view is the soul of a magazine. It does not mean relying on unconventional and cutting-edge ideas to attract attention, but a kind of spirit. This spirit needs to penetrate into every corner and every column of the book, even if
It is a very small column that conveys what we want to express and triggers people's thinking, not just entertainment." After Ruochu finished speaking, he looked at Xiaochuan expectantly, waiting for his evaluation.
Xiaochuan took a deep breath and nodded with a complicated expression. Maybe this magazine will regain its glory. He has already seen hope, right?
"The point of view is good, thank you." Xiaochuan put down the book in his hand, "I'll leave first, you continue to work." He thought he had already thought of a new revision plan, and he had to sort it out immediately.
Ruochu looked at Xiaochuan's comings and goings like a cloud, but, God, she thought she already knew what she was going to write about in the special plan...