However, Zhou Xing did not show any fear this time, but said confidently: "Director, I found a very good article. I really can't help but marvel at it! You can come over and take a look!"
Wang Liang was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then said: "Okay."
Wang Liang said, walked over, and then sat on a chair next to Zhou Xing, and started watching. Others in the editing room also watched this scene, and as Wang Liang's eyes moved, he was a little angry.
His expression also became completely attentive, and he was looking at this article motionlessly.
Others in the editorial department also felt something was wrong in the atmosphere and looked at Wang Liang strangely.
After a few minutes, Wang Liang finally reluctantly looked away, patted his thigh and said, "Okay!"
Suddenly, everyone else in the editorial department looked at each other, and Wang Liang said: "Zhou Xing, please send this article to other people's computers and let them read it. In addition, unplug all the network cables to prevent the article from being read.
Give way!"
Others felt that Wang Liang was making a fuss, but Zhou Xing agreed very much. If this manuscript was leaked in advance, it would definitely be a big deal! The bus of the entire studio was directly unplugged, and Zhou Xing connected it through the LAN.
The article was sent to the computers of other people in the editorial department, and everyone started reading it immediately.
After about ten minutes, Wang Liang saw that everyone had finished reading the manuscript and said solemnly: "This is the best article I have ever seen. It has extremely high literary value in terms of content and conception. Just
I personally feel that it is better than the masterpieces of Nobel Prize winners in literature over the years. Do you feel this way?"
Everyone originally had a similar feeling, but they didn't dare to say it. After all, the manuscript submitted by an unknown person was better than the one written by these world-famous masters. This was too ridiculous, but after hearing Wang
With a bright affirmation, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief, and their eyesight was not too bad.
Then everyone nodded, and then began to talk about their feelings after reading it. After listening to these people express their opinions, Wang Liang said: "Magical world, magical article, have you noticed that after reading this article,
Each of you feels differently.
But the only thing that is the same is that everyone feels the magic of this article. In fact, as long as the outlook on life and the world are slightly different, there will be a big gap in the magical world in your eyes. This is the real magic of this article.
place.”
Everyone listened and nodded. At this time, Zhou Xing said: "Director, do you think the author of this article can be nominated for the Nobel Prize in Literature?"
After hearing this, Wang Liang affirmed directly: "If those people are not blind, they can get it. By the way, Xiao Zhou, have you seen the personal information of the contributor?"
Wang Liang was stunned for a moment after hearing this. Then he looked at his computer and said with some disbelief: "The other party is born in the 1990s. He is only in his twenties now. He is located in City C, Province S. Strictly speaking, he should be a senior.
Yi Xing is a student at school."
Suddenly, the entire editing room became quiet. After a long time, Wang Liang said: "Who said that Chinese literature has declined? Who said that those born in the 1990s are not successful?
This kind of genius is rare in a century. I will apply to the above to publish a special issue. This article is enough for a book. In addition, you can contact the young man and ask if he allows the disclosure of personal information? In addition,
If he has any other works, hurry up."
Zhou Xing listened, nodded, and immediately found Yan Feng's Penguin account among the contact information left by Yan Feng. He then transferred the work Yan Feng mailed to a USB flash drive and said: "Everyone
Delete that article, I'm going to plug in the internet cable."
After everyone heard this, they all directly performed a low-level format on the disk where the article was located. After confirming that it had been eliminated, they plugged in the network cable, and then Zhou Xing added Yanfeng's Penguin account.
Yan Feng was in the office at the moment, having submitted the article. Yan Feng was also eagerly waiting for a response. When the Penguin prompt sounded, when Yan Feng saw the note from the "Reader's Digest Editor", his face also showed
There was a hint of joy, and then he directly agreed.
Soon, a voice from the other side said: "Is it classmate Yan Feng?"
Upon seeing this title, a black line flashed across Yan Feng's head and he replied: "I have graduated."
There were a few ellipses on the other side, and then he said: "Your article is very well written. Can you disclose your personal information?"
After hearing this, Yan Feng said directly: "Don't, I'm afraid of being annoyed. My school can be made public, and forget about the rest."
Although the University of Science and Technology is not a good school, Yan Feng still has feelings after staying in the school for four years. If he really wins the Nobel Prize for Literature next year or the year after because of these future works.
, the school can also get a lot of glory.
When Zhou Xing heard this, he was a little disappointed and said: "Although we are reluctant, we respect your opinion. In addition, if you have other works, can you also submit them to our Reader's Digest?"
After hearing this, Yan Feng thought for a moment and said, "There are two more articles left. Do you want to publish them together?"
Yan Feng didn't talk about royalties. Writing a book is the least profitable thing, let alone an article. Yan Feng didn't ask for how much money he could make. What he wanted was to bring glory to the country and let China win the Nobel Prize for Literature again.
When Zhou Xing heard Yan Feng's words, he was extremely happy and said: "It's best this way. You can publish them separately. You can decide for yourself."
Those eleven articles are the works of four people. Three of them have three works, and one person only has two works. The style gap is also relatively large. It is better to publish the works of the same person at the same time. Thinking of this, Yan Feng said: "Together
Publish it and I will send the remaining two articles to your email."
"Okay, in addition, our director has decided to apply to the leadership to extract your work and publish it as a special issue. In terms of royalties, five layers of the profits from this special issue will be used as royalties. What do you think?"
Yan Feng heard this and said, "Whatever."
After hearing this, Zhou Xing was even more moved by Yu Yanfeng's indifference to fame and fortune, and secretly sighed in his heart that only such a person could write such a masterpiece.
Then Zhou Xing said: "Then I won't disturb you."
Yan Feng sent the other two articles via email. The three articles by the Nobel Prize winner were closely related. The other two articles were: "Magical People" and "Magical Society".
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