After selling the firewood, the paperwork was going back to the office, and I was going back to the dormitory, but I wanted to add Zhang Guiying as a friend on the Internet, so I followed the clerk's ass to the clerical office of the management unit.

"Wenhua, what's wrong with you?"

"Paperwork, I'm in a bit of a hurry and need to go online. I said.

"Let's go, let's go!" the clerk turned on the computer, gave me the spot, and said, "I'll go to the finance unit and put the money in the treasury." You can play here by yourself!" I sat down, opened QQ, and entered Zhang Guiying's number.

In the evening, I ate in a hurry in the cafeteria, and I didn't even have time to ask for leave, so I went to the reading room. turned on the computer and saw that Zhang Guiying had already agreed to the application to add me as a friend.

And I also sent a red kiss icon, which made me very excited. Since then, I have a netizen to chat with.

The next morning, I gave up all my exercises, hurried to the reading room, and when I looked at my watch, I had to get up an hour before the big army.

"Wenhua, what's wrong? Coming so early?" Director Dong felt strange when he saw me.

"Director Dong, I'm sorry. I have an urgent matter and am waiting for a reply from the other party online. "I'm really embarrassed.

"Okay, take it!" Director Dong didn't ask much, took off the key to the reading room, and threw it to me.

I hurriedly opened the door of the reading room, turned on the computer to surf the Internet, and sure enough, I saw Zhang Guiying's reply. We chatted warmly.

While chatting with Zhang Guiying, the little junior sister suddenly interjected: Wenhua, who are you chatting with? I am married to the senior brother, why can't I receive your blessing? Could it be that you are unhappy in your heart?

Didn't my eldest brother give a gift when you got married? I didn't get any news from the army, how could I express my blessings?

I don't know what's wrong, but I, who had been thinking about this for a long time, suddenly started to care: suddenly, I had a feeling that my lover was being snatched away. I don't know why my heart is darkened. After replying to the words of the little junior sister, I didn't want to deal with her anymore, and then I chatted with Zhang Guiying.

In the morning, the squad leader led the whole class to the cafeteria to eat, and saw the unit commander and the assistant sitting in their soldiers' canteen for the first time.

The unit commander and assistant officers generally eat in the canteen of the cadres of the organs, and they have not been to the soldiers' canteen for a long time. I came here to eat this morning, probably to check the food, or to experience life, right?

"Wenhua, congratulations!" the assistant stood up and shouted at me as soon as the class entered the cafeteria.

I froze all at once. I thought to myself, I just lost my little sister's fiancée, why did you, the assistant, come to "congratulations"? You shouldn't be gloating over me!

At this time, seeing that I was ignorant, the head of the unit immediately unfolded a piece of "People's Liberation Army Daily" in his hand and handed it to him and said: "Wenhua, your poems have been published in the "Military Daily"!"

"Ahh

The "Jiefangjun Bao" is the highest-grade newspaper in the army, and the manuscript of the regimental news reporting group has not been published in the "Military Daily" for several years.

Now, his poems will be published in the military newspaper. This is, of course, a welcome thing. At this moment, the two military and political chiefs of the management unit bragged when they saw that the people in the propaganda unit could boast.

"Thank you, thank you, two leaders, for bringing me this great news. "I see that this is indeed my own happy event, but seeing the heartfelt joy of the two leaders, I naturally want to express my gratitude.

"Wenhua, the assistant originally wanted to tell you during the morning exercise. Squad Leader Yu said that you have gone up the mountain, so I am here to tell you. Make persistent efforts, continue to create, and strive for better works to be mounted. ”

The head of the unit smiled, and every word was friendly encouragement.

Oh, the two chiefs came here to tell me about this, and when I heard this, my gloomy mood finally appeared because of the marriage of the senior brother and the junior sister.

If it weren't for the impact of this great news, I really don't know how to get through the current emotional difficulties? People are bound to ask this and that. It's hard to imagine how to answer yourself.

"Unit chief, assistant officer, do you want to have breakfast here?" Seeing that the two leaders were sitting here, the cooking squad leader hurriedly came to ask for instructions. "Well, Chong Wenhua's poem was published in the newspaper, and I ate it here this morning!" said the assistant happily.

"Okay. When the cooking squad leader heard this, he immediately waved his hand to the kitchen: "Here are two plates of small pickles!" Although the army advocates the unity of officers and soldiers, the chief still has to show politeness when he goes to the soldiers' stoves to eat.

Of course, the soldiers are commonplace, and the chief can't eat big fish and meat, and add two plates of small pickles, which can be regarded as polite hospitality. "Wenhua, let's come here to eat together!" the head of the unit warmly invited me.

I was a little embarrassed at first. Seeing this, the clerk came over and pulled me, and this time, I had to accompany the two chiefs to eat together.

"Wenhua, at that time, we made a few more copies of this manuscript. If it weren't for the photocopying, and only the "Advance Daily" was sent, this manuscript would not have a chance to appear in the "Military Daily!"

The clerk remembered that I had only transcribed a manuscript at that time, and said with emotion: "This is really, luck has come, and I can't stop it." Those people in the news reporting group of the Propaganda Unit, after seeing this draft, maybe how can they be envious, jealous and hateful!"

"Speaking of which, I really have to thank you for the paperwork! I'm a recruit, where do I know how to submit manuscripts?"

I also think it's a bit of a stroke of luck. If it weren't for the fact that there were several copies of the paperwork. Hopefully, this article will only be published in the "Forward".

"Associate, I estimate that in less than two days, it will be time for the head of the propaganda unit to ask us for someone again!" the chief said, glancing at me.

"He still wants people, he wants to be beautiful! When we sent Wenhua to the performance team for training, the performance was so successful, they didn't reward it at all. Right now...... Seeing Wenhua show his talent, regret it?

The coordinator seems to be in a good position with the people in the publicity unit, and he is angry when he mentions the performance team.

"Hehe, Chief Yu is here to ask for someone, we can hold on. However, if the political commissar comes forward, or the director of the political department comes forward, then we have to give face, right?" the head of the unit thought of another possibility.

"If that's the case, it's okay! Since it's the head of the regiment who comes forward, then please reuse it and send it to the military academy! Haha, it won't be easy for us to balance the stock!"

The assistant has a bold personality, and he doesn't pay attention to silence when he says this sensitive word, so that all the soldiers who eat can hear it at once, and people think that this time, I really have a long future!

In fact, when my article appeared in the People's Liberation Army Daily, the first person I found out about was the head of the Propaganda Unit. When he got up in the morning, the first thing he did when he came to the office was to open the newspaper that had just been delivered and see if there was any manuscript written by someone from the news reporting team.

He first habitually opened the "Forward", which was the newspaper where the news reporting team might be published. However, after flipping through it, there is no gain. He was a little disappointed. Later, "Liaoning Daily" and "Benxi Daily" were opened......

As a result, apart from a few tofu cubes and turnip-style newsletters, there was no decent manuscript at all. In the end, he opened the "People's Liberation Army Daily" with the extravagant hope of trying his luck, but he didn't expect to find my poem in the literary supplement.

Although it is just over 300 words, the position is particularly significant, and around the manuscript, lace patterns and colorful backgrounds are added.

Generally speaking, only a few well-known veteran poets in the military deserve such treatment. Now that the editorial office has packaged my manuscript in this way, the level of poetry can be seen.

Now, the propaganda stock, which has been in the "Military Daily" for several years, has finally caught a big fish!

Chief Yu read this poem carefully again, and then came to the political commissar's office in a hurry, I don't know if I came to ask for merit or to report the great news?