Hu Weili put his eyes on "Ancient Poetry and Views", but the three words "Lin Haiwen" did not become "You are dreaming". Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"What's the matter? What's wrong with Lin Haven, do you know him?" the editor-in-chief raised his eyebrows, "Then why didn't he vote for you for this manuscript?" ”

"Hehe, maybe I'm mistaken, I shouldn't be alone," Hu Weili looked at the bottom of the page expectantly and fearfully, where there was a brief introduction of the author, and it would be nice to see something like "born in 1965", or "gender: female", or "professor, doctoral supervisor" or something like that.

"Lin Haiwen, a native of Qingliang Mountain, is from Linchuan, east of the river. The characteristics of his poems are strange, the lines are unbridled, elegant and immortal, the artistic conception is atmospheric and horizontal, and the mood is majestic. ”

Considering Lin Haiwen's special situation, Editor Gu Xiaohai and Lin Zuodong both decided to hide his detailed information, age, occupation, and not mention anything. In order to imitate the ancients, Lin Zuodong even gave him a name after Qingliang Mountain, the highest peak in Linchuan, but even if there are these treatments, it is completely enough to break Hu Weili's illusions.

Lin Haiwen, Lin Chuan, the shadow into three people - let me become a shadow, Hu Weili at this moment, there is only one thought, he wants to disappear from the front of the editor-in-chief.

"Hu Weili, what's going on?"

The editor-in-chief is an editor-in-chief anyway, and at this time I can see that Hu Weili is wrong, this is not an attitude that has escaped a plagiarism storm.

Hu Weili swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and felt that he had no urge to urinate, no urge to defecate, and no signs of fainting, so he had to choose to face the reality, "Editor-in-chief, that is, this Lin Haiwen, he is the student who was recommended to me by the teacher of Linchuan No. 1 Middle School I said last time." ”

After saying it in one breath, Hu Weili immediately made an ostrich shape, and his whole body, along with his hair, was begging for mercy: I was wrong, I was wrong.

The editor-in-chief really stared at the boss, took "Ancient Poetry Guanzhi", and read "Drinking Alone Under the Moon" twice before suppressing his anger, the matter has come to this point, Hu Weili can't be allowed to die, although he wants to do it very much. "Drinking Alone Under the Moon" has not encountered a few poems since the inception of "Poetry Magazine" -- this can be regarded as a benefit from the relatively high level of contemporary ancient poetry in this world, if Lin Haven was in the original world, except for Mao Dudu's words in the past two hundred years, there would be no comparison. As the editor-in-chief of "Poetry Magazine", he must have this appreciation.

"Didn't you say that he only had one poem? How could it be a whole poem? And how could such a high-quality poem be written by a high school student? You should write ancient poems to buy turnips and cabbage. ”

"At that time, they gave me a sentence at that time, toast to invite Mingyue, and the three of them were shadowed. ”

Hu Weili hated Lin Haven and Old Man Wang to death, if they had brought the whole poem over, he would definitely not have that attitude - he himself was right anyway.

The editor-in-chief let out a sigh, "Okay, okay, you can get out." ”

In the event of an amnesty, Hu Wei didn't dare to take a breath, so he retreated from the editor-in-chief's office in a gloomy manner.

At this time, the colleagues of the magazine have arrived at the unit one after another, and when they saw Hu Weili's appearance, they knew that he was scolded with a few eyes, and they were inevitably a little happy.

"Editor Hu came very early, why? The editor-in-chief is not very happy?" , an editor Wang who didn't deal with Hu Weili very much, asked curiously.

"Gao is not happy, you can see for yourself. ”

Losers don't lose, Hu Weili sat back in his place, and began to read the manuscripts absentmindedly, colleagues were still talking about the pancakes and fruits at the door, one said that the duck egg yolk was not as good as yesterday, it didn't flow oil, and it didn't taste good to eat. The other said that the duck eggs that looked particularly good were not edible, so they added something. Then they lamented that food safety is a big problem......

"Hu Weili, you get in here!"

Syllable!

Syllable!

Syllable!

This roar almost turned the electric fan around, and the entire office became a saw-mouth gourd, and the roaring Hu Weili slipped from the stool to the ground, and then ran to the editor-in-chief's office with a rolling belt.

People outside, you look at me, I look at you, and unconsciously moved closer to the door of the editor-in-chief's office.

"Tell me, what's going on? What is this?"

Hu Weili shook his legs -- not the kind of unconsciously shaking his legs while sitting in the classroom, but the kind of shaking that he couldn't control his muscles, stretched out his hand that was also trembling, and took the "Ancient Poetry Guanzhi".

"When is the bright moon": When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky...... Thousands of miles together. ”

After reading it, he looked dazed, "I don't know, they didn't say it." ”

"I don't know, I don't know, I didn't say, I didn't say, why didn't they say it?" the editor-in-chief was hoarse, his eyes were red, "Why can Gu Xiaohai know, why do they tell Gu Xiaohai?

The editor-in-chief has already left his anger, if "Drinking Alone Under the Moon" is still a good poem once in a few years, then the word "When Will the Bright Moon Be" is not an exaggeration to say that it is a once-in-a-century encounter, and it is even more deservedly said that it is "a new sentence for a thousand years, a contemporary coquette".

My heart hurts......

"You explain it to me clearly, and explain it to me before and after, otherwise you will go directly to the financial settlement and get out. ”

"That's it, that's it, this Lin Haven's Chinese teacher and I know each other, he said that Lin Haven wrote a half-couplet new sentence, that is the three of them, we think it's very good, so I plan to write a poetry review, he said that I want to ask Lin Haven's opinion, I, I said, what is important about a student's opinion, but Lin Haven heard it, he ......" Hu Weili was frightened and told the truth, and then fell silent in the editor-in-chief's increasingly dark face.

Finished!

Lin Haven, it's all your fault, why don't you give me "Drinking Alone Under the Moon" and "When Will the Bright Moon Exist"? Why?

The editor-in-chief didn't say anything, turning through the review articles page by page, Lu Songhua, head of the Department of Chinese at Beijing University, Hai Yunsheng, professor at the Department of Literature at Renmin University, and Yang Shengwu, editor-in-chief of People's Literature and Art...... One by one, the names are thunderous, just squeezed into a few pages of "Ancient Poetry and Views".

And all this should have belonged to the "Poetry Magazine".

My heart really hurts......

"Hu Weili, you can pack up the logistics. ”

"Yes, editor-in-chief. Hu Weili felt that he was about to cry, logistics, it was a "good place" with an average age of 50 years old and 80% women.

......

The wicked value is +200, from Hu Weili of "Poetry Magazine".

The wicked value is +1000, from Hu Weili of "Poetry Magazine".

The wicked value is +2000, from Hu Weili of "Poetry Magazine"!

Early in the morning, Lin Haven was picked up from the bed by his mother, and before his brain was very clear, three messages flashed in a row.

"Who is Hu Weili? "Poetry Magazine"? Hmm, it seems that the value of the wicked is going to exceed 10,000 points, Brother Hu, thank you. ”