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100【Supplement ready】

Tianjin, Siheyuan.

Shen Congwen was writing the manuscript until midnight last night. In a daze, he vaguely heard someone shouting in the yard: "Brother Ziyuan, Brother Congwen, go out to work!"

"Coming, coming!" Shen Congwen stood up and hurriedly came to the courtyard to wash up.

Li Shoumin was not in a hurry and waited patiently, looking up to admire the birds jumping and chirping among the branches.

After several more minutes, Zhu Xiang appeared with a yawn and said with sleepy eyes: "What time is it? You guys got up too early."

Li Shoumin smiled and said: "It's a bit far from the newspaper office. Get up early so you won't be late."

Shen Congwen came to Tianjin with Zhou Hexuan, and he and Zhu Xiang shared a house opposite Li Shoumin. We were all singles, and we invited each other out for a drink yesterday, and we became good friends after a meal.

Li Shoumin is bold and calm, Zhu Xiang is an angry and casual person, and Shen Congwen is humble and gentle. The three of them have different personalities. When they usually chat, Li Shoumin and Zhu Xiang talk loudly, and Shen Congwen sits next to him and occasionally adds a sentence, which then causes haha laugh.

Arriving at the entrance of the alley, Shen Congwen took the initiative to buy breakfast, taking Zhu Xiang's share with him.

"Thank you!" Zhu Xiang didn't know what politeness meant. He just took it and ate it without mentioning the money at all. In his opinion, friends don't have to worry so much. He can just treat him another day.

Everyone took the tram to Dongcheng, then walked to the concession, and walked for half an hour before arriving at the newspaper office.

"Popular" is a supplement to "Ta Kung Pao" and is located next to the office. Zhou Hexuan is the editor-in-chief and the editor of the novel page, Li Shoumin is the editor of the opera page and the lifestyle page, Shen Congwen is the editor of the essay page and the women's page, and Zhu Xiang is the editor of the poetry page , comment section editor, and He Yunfeng is responsible for proofreading.

Everyone quickly got into work mode and reviewed and edited manuscripts individually. Their personalities also led to different working methods.

Li Shoumin likes to lean on a chair and read manuscripts. He can't help but pat his thighs in admiration when he reads the wonderful parts. When he encounters unqualified manuscripts, he just throws them aside.

Shen Congwen was sitting upright, reviewing and marking the manuscript. As long as it was not an extremely bad manuscript, he would patiently revise it over and over again, so his editing speed was the slowest.

"What are you writing? That doesn't make sense!" Zhu Xiang threw the manuscripts around with disdain. He read the manuscripts very quickly, but unfortunately it was almost noon and the number of manuscripts was not enough.

Zhu Xiang was one of the "Four Sons of Tsinghua University". He was talented and extremely conceited, so he was particularly picky about articles. At the end of the day, he simply wrote it himself, and he finished it easily, finally completing the number of manuscripts.

In the afternoon, all their manuscripts were sent to the editor-in-chief's office, where Zhou Hexuan would check them as a whole, and those that did not meet the requirements would be sent back and repeated.

While Zhou Hexuan was reviewing the manuscript, Meng Xiaodong suddenly knocked on the door and entered.

"Xiaodong, why are you here?" Zhou Hexuan asked in surprise.

"I often travel back and forth between Tianjin and Peking," Meng Xiaodong smiled and took out a piece of manuscript paper. "Last time, didn't you say that you would let me write some theater reviews when I have free time and submit them to the supplement of "Popular"? I'll try I wrote an article, but I don’t know if it’s qualified. Brother Zhou, please help me take a look.”

Zhou Hexuan took it and looked at the title. It was called "My Opinion of an Old Student of the Tan School", and the content was Meng Xiaodong's academic experience in the past six months. There was no writing style, the words were simple and direct, but the handwriting was beautiful, and Meng Xiaodong's pen calligraphy was Much more beautiful than Zhou Hexuan.

"The writing is very good and can be published." Zhou Hexuan affirmed.

"Really?" Meng Xiaodong was overjoyed, her eyes smiling like two crescent moons. She always felt that writing articles was a very elegant thing, and only things written by scholars could be printed in type.

Zhou Hexuan encouraged: "If you continue to work hard in the future, you will not only be a famous actor in Peking Opera, but also a master of opera theory."

Meng Xiaodong said shyly: "Brother Zhou, you are joking, I am just a little actor, how can I be a master?"

"Women can also be masters, you can do it." Zhou Hexuan said.

"Hehe, then I really believe it," Meng Xiaodong was quite happy and took out a theater ticket and said, "Brother Zhou, on the 15th day of this month on the lunar calendar, I will officially come back on stage, and the location will be at the Xinming Grand Theater. If you

If you have time, I hope you can come and support me.”

Zhou Hexuan put away the theater tickets and said: "I will definitely go."

Meng Xiaodong stood up and said, "Then I'll leave first. I'm going to Brother Shoumin to give one away as well."

"Let's go together. I've just finished editing the manuscript." Zhou Hexuan said.

The two of them walked out of the office together, and Zhou Hexuan handed the manuscript to the proofreaders, who would print it in the evening and send it to major distribution points tomorrow morning.

Li Shoumin was packing his things and getting ready to get off work. When he saw Meng Xiaodong coming over, he immediately joked: "Xiaodong, are you here to see your brother Zhou again?"

Meng Xiaodong behaved like a girl in front of Zhou Hexuan, but she was generous and generous when getting along with Li Shoumin, and she could joke. She took out her theater ticket and said: "Brother Shoumin, you must come to support my comeback debut."

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"Of course I want to go, haha." Li Shoumin laughed.

There was a lively chat here, and Shen Congwen and Zhu Xiang also came over. They didn't know Meng Xiaodong, and when they first saw the beauty, they couldn't let go.

Li Shoumin introduced: "Zi Yuan, Cong Wen, this is Mr. Meng Xiaodong, a famous actor in Peking Opera."

Meng Xiaodong cupped her hands and said, "I don't dare to call you sir. My little girl, Meng Xiaodong, has met my two brothers."

Shen Congwen and Zhu Xiang also quickly introduced themselves. When Meng Xiaodong also gave them theater tickets, Zhou Hexuan said: "Let's go to dinner first, I'll treat you."

"I'm looking for a place!" Li Shoumin said quickly. He has no other hobbies. Apart from watching movies, he just likes food. Li Shoumin has eaten in many restaurants in Tianjin.

The group set out in rickshaws. When passing through a street in the concession, several cars suddenly drove towards them.

Li Shoumin looked through the car window and saw clearly the person sitting inside, and said in surprise: "Chu Yupu! Isn't he fighting in the south?"

Not only Chu Yupu, Zhou Hexuan also saw Zhang Zongchang and Yang Yuting. When these warlords get together, something big is bound to happen.

In fact, it's not a big deal. Zhang Zuolin is convening various factions in Beiyang to discuss jointly dealing with the Northern Expeditionary Army and Feng Yuxiang. Now warlords of all sizes have gathered in Tianjin, including Sun Chuanfang, Yan Xishan and others, but Wu Peifu is missing.

This gathering of warlords was equivalent to an alliance. Fifteen provinces jointly formed the Anhui Province, with Zhang Zuolin as the commander-in-chief of the Anhui Province.

Zhang Zuolin had formally unified the Beiyang warlords at this time, and all the generals were willing to listen to his command. Only Wu Peifu was still unwilling to submit. When he officially took office as the commander-in-chief of Anhui Province early next month, he even knelt down and worshiped the heaven in his formal attire.

I have no intention of imitating Yuan Shikai and proclaiming himself emperor.

Of course, Zhang Zuolin did not dare to truly proclaim himself emperor, so he could only satisfy his cravings by offering sacrifices to heaven.

Zhou Hexuan has no interest in this. He only cares about the sales of his newspaper. Tomorrow the supplement of "Popular" will publish the first issue. The novel version has a serialization of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", which should attract the attention of readers.

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