School has not yet started, and the company is planning big moves. Lin Xiaoguang, who should have been very busy, is strangely free and takes advantage of this free time to busy himself with writing.
Essays are easy to write. After all, they have a format and the words and paragraphs are more academic. Unlike essays and essays, essays are easier to write and you can write whatever comes to mind. However, you need to be more cautious about your understanding of life and nature in case something happens.
What a joke, where is the face of a great writer?
Prose is much more troublesome. The form is scattered but the spirit is not scattered, and it also needs to be original. For him, a copywriter, it is the most troublesome.
As a result, I became addicted to writing and became increasingly depressed.
Finally, on this day, a guest from afar came to visit. It was none other than the editor-in-chief of Changjiang Literature and Art Summer.
Editor-in-chief Xia came from the mainland and brought her daughter, who was also an educated person, to her home for the first time. She first went to the homes of several leaders of Wen Wei Po, Ta Kung Pao, and Xiangjiang Commercial News. After all, they had previous friendships, and
They are more familiar with Xiangjiang and their policy control is much better than hers.
Therefore, when chatting, Lin Xiaoguang was mentioned inadvertently, and then the identities of Chang'an Jun and Qin Xiaosheng could not be concealed.
Now, Editor Xia finally understood why he was so confident and persuaded the author of Xiangjiang martial arts novels to submit the manuscript to the mainland. It turned out that he was one of the authors of martial arts novels and the famous Lord of Chang'an.
Therefore, when they first met, she said angrily: "Xiaoguang, what crime do you deserve for lying to me like this?"
Lin Xiaoguang didn't know what happened yet. He remembered the call he received last night and Mr. Zhai vaguely reminded him that someone was going to cause trouble for him. After thinking about it, he seemed to understand something, but he still pretended to be innocent and said
: "Editor Xia, I welcome you to Xiangjiang, but why are you lying?"
"Then who is Lord Chang'an?" Xia Lan was angry.
The daughter she was holding by the hand, Han Yiyi stared at the big brother in front of her with wide eyes.
When Lin Xiaoguang heard the name, he immediately knew that his identity had been leaked. He shook his head with a look of despair on his face. He had agreed to keep it a secret, but when a few old men met the elegant Editor Xia, they sold him out. It was true.
Not loyal.
"Editor Xia, it's not that I deliberately hid it from you. The main reason is that the organization requires me to keep it secret." He was also helpless.
"Okay, okay, I didn't say I blame you, I also know organizational discipline." Xia Lan waved her hand: "I have been standing here for five minutes, why don't you invite us in?"
"Guilty, sinful, Editor Xia, please."
After entering the room, Xia Lan saw An Yang and was slightly startled. Then she glanced at him narrowly: "Xiaoguang, you are quite capable. The beauty hidden in the golden house is beautiful."
He just smiled and said goodbye to an old friend. An Yang was also a little embarrassed and called Aunt Xia.
Of course Xia Lan knows who An Yang is. After all, the circle is so big. Lao Han and Director An are not strangers to their family. The children of Director An’s family have met before. Since Lao Han was transferred to Beihu, they have rarely seen each other. The last time they met at the train station
, I didn’t recognize him at first, but after some investigation, I realized he was still an old acquaintance.
When the guests were seated, Lin Xiaoguang poured two glasses of water, put some candies and fruits on the table, and then began to reminisce about old times.
"Editor Xia, are you coming this time?"
"No, no, Yangyang and I are familiar with each other, and we are no longer strangers to you. Don't be so alienated. Just call me Aunt Lan." Xia Lan looked at the two of them with a smile.
I heard in the past that the daughter of the An family was very pretty. I originally wanted to wait until she graduated from college to introduce her son to her. But now it seems that she is old and they all live together. This Chinese cabbage should have been taken care of long ago.
In this case, it is inappropriate.
Didn't you see that, Lin Xiaoguang is a very talented guy, and he is also very good at coaxing girls, and he actually tricked his daughter away.
"Okay, Aunt Lan." Lin Xiaoguang responded with a smile.
At the age when Han Yiyi was officially curious, she had a temperament that couldn't sit still. After sitting for a while, she couldn't help it anymore. Seeing that there were many unfamiliar things in the house, she ran over to play.
The adults were talking about business and didn't pay much attention to it.
"Xiao Guang, how have you considered what I told you last time?"
"Aunt Lan, you..." Lin Xiaoguang was a little confused. Didn't he take the initiative last time to ask Xia Lan to publish martial arts novels? Why now, is she still thinking about asking for a manuscript?
Forget it, for the sake of seeing her come all the way, just give her this essay.
After thinking for a while, he got up and went to the study, took the essay manuscript with less than 100,000 words, returned to the sofa in the living room, and handed it to her: "Aunt Lan, look, this is the essay I went to Zhongnan Mountain during the summer vacation.
It was written later. If you think it’s okay, then you can take this book.”
Xia Lan felt like she had found a treasure. She opened it and started reading quickly. After reading for a while, she realized that it was an essay.
She frowned: "Nowadays, what is popular in China is either scar literature or love novels. The sales volume of such essays about life insights will probably not be very high."
"Then there's nothing I can do unless your company is willing to introduce martial arts novels."
"Martial arts novels..." Xia Lan pondered.
Lin Xiaoguang thought for a while and tentatively said: "Actually, if the special introduction causes too much commotion, Yangtze Literature and Art can consider producing a popular novel magazine, similar to the "Reader" magazine run by Xishan People's Publishing House..."
"What are you still talking about?"
Xia Lan glared at him when he heard this: "We had this idea before, planning to make a national edition of "Readers". We approached the Readers Association in Peiping, but who knew we were still one step behind, and Xi Shaanxi People's Publishing House took the lead. I was surprised.
I have inquired about it and found out that your class monitor, Zhao Ziyu, made a lot of efforts in this matter."
"Ah?" Lin Xiaoguang was a little surprised.
Originally, the "Reader" was supposed to be from Lanzhou, Xilong, and later settled in Chang'an. He didn't know what happened there. But after listening to Xia Lan's talk today, he realized that there were a lot of stories in it.
"Reader" almost settled in Jianghan? Zhao Ziyu contributed a lot?
"Aunt Lan, although I am the founder of the Readers' Association, I have never been involved in the affairs of the association since graduation. I really don't know about these things. You have wronged me."
"Huh, I'm just complaining, who made us realize we were two steps behind."
"Why two steps?"
"We missed Youth Digest first and did not compete with Youth Publishing House. You know, Youth Publishing House is in charge of the Youth League Central Committee, and your cousin is in the Youth League Central Committee. I thought we could not compete with Youth Digest. Readers
Head office, who would have expected that "Reader" would also be booked for your hometown by your classmate Zhao Ziyu."
Speaking of this matter, Xia Lan felt depressed. The names of two of the most famous magazines among college students in the country were booked, so the plan to lay eggs through borrowing money had to be changed.
Lin Xiaoguang did know about the "Youth Digest" matter. After all, Yang Lan often sent him telegrams and would talk about work matters from time to time. However, since Changjiang Literature and Art had participated in the competition, he didn't know about it.
Xia Lan took a deep breath: "These two have never argued. We originally planned to make a similar magazine ourselves. Considering that they already have a wide influence, we should not be able to compete. You mentioned martial arts novels before, so we
I plan to make a popular literary magazine, and I have also chosen a name, called "Legends of Modern and Ancient Times"."
"Legend of modern and ancient times?" Lin Xiaoguang was a little confused.
Was Jingu Legend opened in July 1981? Why didn't he remember? Yes, in his last life, he was still preparing for the college entrance examination during the eight-year war of resistance, so he had no time to read novels.
"This name is very good and easy to understand. I think it will work."