Dongcheng District, Yanjing, "Contemporary" Magazine.

This magazine, which had a great influence in the 90s, was still a little shabby at this time, and this bimonthly magazine was an authoritative magazine that published long articles in this era, and it was difficult to publish a work with a certain degree of depth of thought and subtlety in writing.

The original "White Deer Plain" was serialized and published in this magazine, which caused a great sensation.

Under normal circumstances, the magazine is very quiet, and every once in a while you can receive some manuscripts from all over the country, which need to be simply divided by the editors, and then reviewed separately, and if you feel that the work is good but there are still flaws, you will start to contact the author, point out the shortcomings, and hope that the author will revise it.

And if you find that the writing is very unpresentable, you have to wrap it up and return it to a distance, and under normal circumstances, you will not lose the manuscript.

After all, the manuscripts submitted to their magazines are all medium-length articles, and it is extremely difficult to transcribe them once, and some people even send the original manuscript directly, if they are lost, it is estimated that it will be regretted for a long time for the original author.

When an editor discovers a work that he can't get his hands on, it needs to be reviewed by several editors together, and whether it's good or bad has to be discussed. Because it is difficult to evaluate the significance and spiritual connotation of some literary works, and the preferences of each editor are different, some people think this one is good, but some people think it is ordinary, and the evaluation of the same work is very different.

Works that can make a group of editors with discerning tastes feel good have rarely been encountered in the last five or six years.

But recently they came across one such book.

This is a long story, written in the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China, the characters in it are extremely full, and it can even be said that the portrayal is vivid, the changes of the times and the description of the war and famine at that time are so real and credible, the emotional entanglements in it, local contradictions, are written very well, but the relationship between men and women is a little weaker.

However, the flaws are not concealed, the sophistication of his writing, the delicacy of the description, and the subtlety of the story layout are extremely rare among the writers of the same era, especially the deep atmosphere revealed between the lines, which is extremely shocking, and this kind of depressing style is rare. Overall, it's a very good feature, and after a few editors cross-reviewed it, they all thought it was well written, and it was pretty good.

People who don't have a certain amount of experience and have not collected information in detail will never be able to write such a moving story.

But to everyone's disbelief, it was only a child who was still in junior high school who wrote this novel, and this child was only thirteen years old!

How is this possible?

Even if his writing is achieved, his experience will not reach the level of the article, so a group of editors, after knowing the specific age of the original author, do not believe it, and everyone agrees that it is someone else.

But after thinking about it, it seems that there is no need for people to deceive them in the name of children, which is not good for the original author, so everyone thought about it and decided to invite Guan Xiaojun, who claimed to be the author of this book, to the editorial office and interview them in person.

Whether a person has a level or not, the writing is not in place, and in terms of speech and demeanor, it can naturally be revealed, which is difficult to deceive people, and you will know at first sight.

Three days ago, Chen Youting of the editorial department received a call from Guan Xiaojun, saying that he would come to the editorial department to meet everyone in the near future, and everyone was looking forward to it.

They want to see what kind of person this Guan Xiaojun is.

At this time, Guan Xiaojun, Guan Xiaojun, Guan Yang and Guan Shanhu were sitting on the green train to Yanjing and looking at the scenery flying away from the window from time to time.

Because the weather was so hot, the windows were opened, and the wind blew into the cabin, blowing garbage on the ground all over the ground.

At this time, the windows of the train were not closed, the speed was extremely slow, and it stopped at every station, and it was shaking and drowsy along the way.

Opposite the three of them, there sat a middle-aged woman and a thin middle-aged man with a dark complexion, these two people were very talkative, and in the process of chatting, they couldn't help but look at Guan Yang, as if they were watching a piece of goods.

"Oh, you girl is so handsome!"

This middle-aged woman has a really good long-sleeved gown on her upper body, and pants on her lower body, and she is wearing nondescript, but at this time, her sleeves are rolled up, revealing her thick arms, and she can't help but compliment Guan Yang, "Even in our Yanjing City, there are not many beautiful big girls like you!"

Guan Xiaojun raised his eyebrows, "You Yanjing, your family is from Yanjing?"

A middle-aged woman with a southern accent said: "Yes, my ancestor is still Baylor of Yanjing, I grew up in Yanjing since I was a child, and today I am with me, I just came back from a business trip and am about to return to Yanjing." ”

Guan Xiaojun nodded, "Oh, I grew up in Yanjing, but I have a southern Hunan accent, and I can be regarded as a long insight!"

The middle-aged woman was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Oh, it's a bit long to go on a business trip to the south, and I've learned all their words, but I've forgotten all the Yanjing dialect!"

Guan Xiaojun glanced at the middle-aged woman deeply, "It's better to remember clearly!"

The middle-aged woman was seen by Guan Xiaojun at a glance, and her body shuddered, as if Guan Xiaojun just glanced at her, and saw her clearly from the inside out, and all his thoughts were seen through by him.

She smiled awkwardly, and for a moment she didn't know what to say, and the carriage suddenly fell silent.

Guan Xiaojun ignored her anymore, leaned back on the back of the chair, closed his eyes and rested.

After a while, the middle-aged woman opposite didn't seem to give up, and continued to chat with Guan Yang without words.

Guan Yang looked at the middle-aged woman in front of him, and when he was perfunctory with her, one hand slid back and forth on Guan Xiaojun's thigh to write, "This woman is so strange!"

Guan Xiaojun smiled, took out a pen from his pocket, took out a book from his schoolbag, put it on the simple table in front of him, wrote a line on the title page of the book openly, and then knocked on the table for Guan Yang to see.

Guan Yang looked at the book and saw a line of traditional Chinese writing on the title page of the book: "This woman is a human trafficker!"

Guan Yang was taken aback, glanced at the woman opposite in disbelief, and then glared at Guan Xiaojun again, and said in his heart: "Why did you write it out in front of her, aren't you afraid that she will see it?"

The woman on the opposite side saw Guan Xiaojun writing, and said curiously: "What are you writing?" Alas, you are in a good time to be able to read and write, and there are few literate people of our age. ”

Guan Yang breathed a sigh of relief and said to the middle-aged woman, "We are guessing riddles." My brother just wrote a riddle, let me guess. ”

When she spoke, she picked up Guan Xiaojun's pen and wrote a few traditional characters: "What should I do?"

Guan Xiaojun smiled and wrote: "Sold her!"

Just when Guan Yang was surprised, the middle-aged woman opposite smiled and said, "Guess what riddle?

Guan Xiaojun also smiled and said, "You will know later." ”