Tan Peng's whole person was stunned, how could it be as cold as frost?

"Hello Vice President. ”

"Vice President, why are you here? The kid you invited who doesn't know how thick the sky is?"

Tan Peng was stunned on the spot, Leng Rushuang is the vice president of the Municipal Writers Association?

Isn't Leng Rushuang just the president of the poetry club?

Leng Rushuang said lightly: "His talent is enough to come in." ”

According to Jiang Ming's talent, she thinks that perhaps only the National Writers Association is his stage.

The small Jianghai City Writers Association will only be Jiang Ming's springboard.

The invitation letter was sent to Jiang Ming as cold as frost, and the reason why she didn't come today was because she was afraid that Jiang Ming would turn around and leave immediately after seeing her.

She had a strong hope in her heart, she wanted to see Jiang Ming standing on top of the literary pinnacle of all of China...... Maybe one day in my lifetime.

None of the writers present agreed with that sentence that was as cold as frost.

The saying that literati are inferior to each other has a long history. No one would think how powerful a little Jiang Ming would be.

Leng Rushuang took out her mobile phone and saw a text message, she frowned slightly: "Let's eat first, I still have something." ”

Leng Rushuang turned around and left the second floor, and Tan Peng chased him out at once.

"Like frost...... Frost ......"

Leng Rushuang was talking to his family on the phone.

"Dad, what's wrong?"

"Do you remember the Chu family? What does the old man of the Chu family want to see in the "Jianghai Daily...... Journey to the West or Journey to the East, do you see if you can send him a copy every day?"

Leng Rushuang was a little surprised in her heart, but said, "Okay." ”

"Like frost...... Frost ......"

After Leng Rushuang hung up the phone, he looked at Tan Peng, who chased him: "What's wrong?"

Tan Peng asked with a sad face: "Rushuang, are you the vice president of the Municipal Writers Association......? Why was my application rejected when I applied to join the Writers' Association?"

Leng Rushuang said bluntly: "I refused, regardless of sales, the level of your poetry collection is not up to standard." ”

Leng Rushuang finished speaking, turned around and left in the moonlight.

Tan Peng's eyes were red, and his expression was a little uncomfortable. What didn't meet the standard? Obviously, Leng Rushuang wanted him to make way for Jiang Ming, right?

Tan Peng turned around and returned to Oriental Food Yun and saw that everyone had almost eaten.

Jiang Yue suddenly said, "Wait, didn't you pay when Jiang Ming left just now?"

"Yes, this party is AA, right?"

Zhang Teng laughed dryly: "Wasn't he talking very good just now? Do you still want to eat the overlord meal now? Forget it, I'll pay for him first, and then ask him for it." ”

Some people praised Zhang Teng, who really deserves to be a best-selling author, and the money is just affordable.

A group of people came to the door of the second floor, and the manager smiled: "Writers can leave first, this charter is free." ”

Dozens of people present were shocked.

"Free ...... Free?"

said that it was a 5% discount for the literati, and they were quite satisfied. Unexpectedly...... Gratis?

Tan Peng was a little surprised, and thought of it as cold as frost in his heart. Cold as frost, but the owner of the oriental food rhyme......

The manager continued: "The Mr. Jiang Mingjiang who left first just now is a talented person who successfully challenged our Oriental Food Rhyme, so this charter on the second floor is free. ”

Everyone was stunned at this moment......

"Jiang, Jiang Ming, talent?"

Isn't that funny?

The manager pointed to the poem written on the wall with a brush not far away, and sighed: "This poem "Compassion for Nong" was written by Mr. Jiang at that time, and this poem has greatly reduced the waste of our oriental food rhyme. ”

Everyone was so shocked that they couldn't even speak. The poem they just admired was actually written by that kid?

"This is the real talent. The manager muttered to himself.

Everyone was silent.

The literary level of the manager of Oriental Food Yun is also very high, even higher than some of them.

A group of writers sighed a few times and left with a red face.

They were still laughing at Jiang Ming just now, but it turned out that they didn't have to pay for their dinner because of Jiang Ming, which was so ironic!

And Zhang Teng and Jiang Yue walked together.

Jiang Yue said as he walked: "Zhang Teng, I thought you were just prejudiced against your opponent Jiang Ming, but now I see that he is really not a thing!"

Jiang Yue had always known that Zhang Teng and a writer named Jiang Ming were competing for the position of the literary edition of Jianghai Daily, but this was the first time he had seen Jiang Ming.

Zhang Teng sneered: "You also know what this Jiang Ming is today, right? The articles he wrote are also extremely ugly, I heard that the sales of "Jianghai Daily" have dropped, and it is estimated that it is all because of him. ”

Zhang Teng looked at Jiang Yue and said sincerely: "Writer Jiang Yue, don't you have a new book "The Battle of the Peak"? Why don't you serialize it in "Jianghai Daily", how can it be serialized in the A version of their daily newspaper according to your level." ”

Jiang Yue pondered for a while and went to buy a copy of the "Jianghai Daily", which was the "Detective Collection of Miscius" written by Jiang Ming, he scanned it roughly, and said: "What kind of article is this? It turns out to be a Westerner's detective? It's funny! I'll try your proposal." ”

……

In the editorial office of Jianghai Daily

"Hey, sales have fallen again. The editor-in-chief sighed.

Xu Fei smiled evilly and said, "Editor-in-chief, I told you a long time ago, those two books do not meet the readership positioning of the daily newspaper, how can they become popular? This is an inevitable phenomenon. ”

The editor-in-chief asked tentatively, "Why don't you ...... Let's transfer Mr. Jiang's work to version B and version C?"

When Xu Fei heard this, he immediately nodded: "Editor-in-chief, your decision is really wise. I just contacted the well-known writer Jiang Yue, who sent me a manuscript of "The Battle of the Peak", which I think readers like. ”

Li Xiong was shocked, and said again and again: "The editor-in-chief can't do it, we signed a contract with Mr. Jiang." Can't you wait any longer?"

Xu Fei glared at Li Xiong viciously, "Wait, you still have to watch the sales plummet, and you can't change it?"

Li Xiong muttered: "Didn't this sales rise by relying on Mr. Jiang?"

All eyes in the editorial office fell on the editor-in-chief, as if waiting for the editor-in-chief to make a decision.

The editor-in-chief hesitated for a moment and said, "Move Jiang Ming's "Detective Collection of Misius" to version B, and "Journey to the West" to version C, and use Jiang Yue's manuscript for the time being." Li Xiong, you can send a notification message to Mr. Jiang on QQ later, and ask him to reduce the number of words. ”

When Li Xiong heard this, his whole person collapsed in his seat.

The position of version A can be serialized for 5,000 words, while version B can only be serialized for 3,000 words, and version C is even less......

The editor-in-chief looked at Xu Fei and said, "Xu Fei, it's up to you to contact Jiang Yue and prepare for the handover." ”

Xu Fei glanced at Li Xiong gloatingly and said, "Okay." ”

Sure enough, the article in the A version of the "Jianghai Daily" the next day was changed.

When Jiang Ming bought the newspaper, he was surprised.

"It is said that 'flowers are not red for a hundred days', and this sentence is really not wrong. Tan Peng passed by the newsstand and threw a sentence lightly.

Jiang Ming's brows furrowed, what's going on?

He Guofei also fell in love with the newspaper, and when he opened it excitedly, he was shocked.

"Damn, what the hell are you doing?

"Damn, it's actually in version B, I want to see how Mitheus solves the case, is it the same as I thought. ”

After He Guofei scolded the editor-in-chief of the daily newspaper for having a problem with his brain, he hugged the newspaper and read it carefully.

"Misia has an alibi, but Siwei left his pocket watch at the scene......"

He Guofei nodded, and said again and again: "Yes, it must be the person killed by Xi Wei, right?"

When He Guofei flipped through the newspaper, he was shocked: "Nima, it's gone?

He Guofei saw Jiang Ming coming in, and immediately rushed over with the newspaper: "Brother Ming, who killed someone?

Jiang Ming said helplessly: "I don't know, I should have finished this little story, but I didn't know how to move the article to version B, so ...... The pre-booked word count exceeded ......"

So, it's gone.

Jiang Ming took out his mobile phone and logged in to QQ, only then did he see Li Xiong's message to him......

He Guofei was furious: "Is there something wrong with the editor-in-chief?"

Not to mention that He Guofei was angry, and the rest of the readers who like detectives were also angry.

Many people have flocked to the editorial office of Jianghai Daily......

"Damn, call the police! That group of readers went crazy, they thought I was the editor-in-chief just now, and they kicked me!" Xu Fei, who came back from going out to the toilet, patted the mud on his body and said angrily.

"Is your editorial department sick? Lao Tzu wants to see Mitheus solve the case, Lao Tzu has waited so long for today! Lao Tzu will scold you to death if you don't go to work today. ”

"Turtle Sun, I saw Sun Wukong go to the Dragon Palace, and he didn't say anything when he went to the Dragon Palace. You didn't watch "The Battle of the Peak" last fart? ”

A female editor trembled and said to the already frightened editor-in-chief: "Lord...... Editor-in-chief, there are angry readers smashing the window......"

Oh my God! It's horrible.

With a "bang", the glass shattered.

The police had already rushed over and grabbed the man who smashed the glass.

The fanatical young man who was caught still did not repent, and shouted: "You editorial staff should be careful for me! If I can't see Mr. Jiang Ming's work in the A version tomorrow, I will come tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow to smash your glass window! You give me care! Don't arrest me, I know how to go!"

This fanatical youth immediately made the news in Jianghai City......

At this moment, the people in the editorial department were dumbfounded.

Doesn't it mean that sales are bad? How can this be?

The female editor asked stupidly, "Editor-in-chief...... What now?"

The editor-in-chief swallowed his saliva, looked at Li Xiong, who was already frightened, and said, "Li Xiong, or ...... Will you contact Mr. Jiang again?"

"Oh...... Good. ”

Li Xiong immediately contacted Jiang Ming, and then a few minutes later, he cried and said, "It's over, Mr. Jiang said that since it has been changed to version B and C, let's change it." In the future, only 3,000 manuscripts will be submitted every day......"

Editorial staff: "......"

it! Something is going to happen!

They looked at the empty window, a little silent.

Could it be that this window will not be able to be saved?