In the Chinese publishing house, because of the bet between the two old editors, Li Zehao and Qian Ronghui, it was like throwing a depth bomb into a pool of stagnant water that has not changed for many years, and it boiled all of a sudden.

Li Zehao is calm, anyway, the words have already been spoken, just try your best, what the result will be, let time decide.

Once he made up his mind, Li Zehao felt a kind of steadfastness in his heart that he had never felt before, as if he had just returned to the time when he had just left the university gate, and his heart was full of passion and energy.

After coming out of the conference room, Li Zehao walked to the office of President Feng Ruisheng with his head held high, and along the way, many young or old editors looked at him with strange eyes, as if they knew him for the first time.

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Sun Hao naturally didn't know about the changes in the Chinese publishing house, and at this time, he was still sitting in front of the computer and continued to update "Love in the Neck Period" on Weibo.

"568: Occasionally Fengchen says that he is a novice in terms of feelings, 'I haven't touched that thing in a long time, I'm numb, jerky, and I can't love anymore.'" What is love? Not a plate of crayfish is affordable. I once saw a bunch of young lovers on the side of the street, pushing each other to give a crayfish, so I replied: 'Love is originally a crayfish that you push and I make, there are numb, spicy, fragrant, salty, respectful and affectionate...... There are also dissected remains that cannot be eaten or swallowed. ’”

As soon as this blog post was issued, the comments of Weibo fans increased densely.

"Hey, this uncle's words are very heart-wrenching!"

"It reminds me of me and my ex-girlfriend, when I was in school, we often went to roadside stalls to eat crayfish, but I didn't expect so many years to pass in a blink of an eye, I really miss ......"

"Upstairs, be careful that your current girlfriend sees this passage and goes home to punish you for kneeling on the washboard!"

"Upstairs is out, now it's popular to kneel on the keyboard!"

"Upstairs is also out, and now it's popular to kneel on broken glass!"

"A few people upstairs, you are so ruthless!"

“……”

Sun Hao looked at these comments and couldn't help laughing, and at this moment, Zhao Dahai's pig-like cry came from outside the door: "Sun Hao, what are you hiding in the study? Why don't you hurry up and come over to help!"

He walked out to take a look and saw Zhao Dahai carrying a large number of things into the house.

Sun Hao hurriedly stepped forward, and while helping him put his things in the guest bedroom, he said helplessly: "Fatty, where did you get so many things?"

"Clothes and shoes, books, computers, ......" Zhao Dahai was so tired that he panted, and said proudly, "A man, if you don't have three or four pairs of shoes and seven or eight sets of clothes, you are embarrassed to go out to pick up girls!"

"I don't know what virtues you have?" Sun Hao snorted and said with disdain, "Seven or eight sets of clothes, change one set a day, and pile them up to wash them together on the weekend?"

"Hehe, hey, we're saving water for the country. "Zhao Dahai, hey, hey, straight music.

Sun Hao glanced at him and said, "You might as well lose weight, and you should also make cloth for the country!"

"This is absolutely not good!" Zhao Dahai said righteously, "As soon as foreign friends see me, they can imagine how happy the people of our country are!"

Looking at Zhao Dahai's cheap appearance, Sun Hao was completely speechless, and it took a long time for five words to pop out of his mouth: "The cheapest is invincible!"

Sun Hao and Zhao Dahai were talking and laughing while moving things, and soon the things were moved, and both of them were tired and sweating.

Sun Hao was very slimy and uncomfortable, he was about to go to the bathroom to wash, Wen Wen and Mu Yu also came back, it seemed that the two of them were shopping happily.

"How is it?, have you seen a suitable house?" Sun Hao asked with a smile as he watched the two walk in.

Wen Wen sat on the sofa, hugged a pillow she had just bought in her arms, and said, "After looking at two houses, I feel pretty good." However, I don't think I will live much, it depends on Mu Yu's own meaning. ”

"There is no hurry about the house, and now there are a few things for the boss to decide. Mu Yu smiled and said, "One is from Huanyu.com, Editor-in-Chief Zhou called and asked, let me ask you, how long does it take for "Ethereal Journey" to end, and the website is going to do a special topic at the end, which needs to be prepared in advance; the second is from Li Zehao, the editor of the Chinese Publishing House, and he asked me to inform you, the physical book of "Love in the Necklace Period" will enter the promotion stage in full swing tomorrow, and I hope we will cooperate here; and the other is the ...... of "Poetry Magazine" magazine."

"Wait, Poetry Magazine?" Sun Hao was stunned for a moment, this magazine sounds a little familiar!

"It's the magazine that published the boss's poem "Spring". ”

"Oh, I remembered. ”

Sun Hao finally shook over, and he still remembered that he was still the chief administrator of his "idler door", "Knife Ke", who told him about this.

Meng Qiang, an administrator in the "Idler's Gate", is the editor of the "Poetry Magazine" magazine, and he also wanted to meet and chat with him for the poem "Spring", but he was politely refused.

It's been so long since this happened, why is this "Poetry Magazine" still looking for itself?

Mu Yu saw that Sun Hao remembered, so he continued: "Mr. He Wentian, the editor-in-chief of "Poetry Magazine" magazine, invited the boss to participate in the annual poetry meeting of "Poetry Magazine" magazine. ”

"Don't go, don't go!" Sun Hao shook his head again and again, and said, "I only occasionally write one or two poems, and I can't even count as a poet, so what's the matter with going to the poetry meeting?"

"Sun Hao, I think you should go!" Wen Wen, who had been sitting on the sofa without saying a word, suddenly interjected.

"I also think the boss should go. Mu Yu looked straight and explained, "Boss, you are studying Chinese now, and the business you are currently engaged in is also writing books, which are all related to the Writers Association, this poetry meeting, there will definitely be the big bosses of the Writers Association to participate, and those famous people in the literary world may also appear, and contact with these people is only good for you." ”

As for what the benefits were, Mu Yu didn't say anything, but she believed that Sun Hao must know.

Sun Hao is not a stupid person, such a simple problem is naturally a little clear.

In China, at any time, writers have a higher status than entertainers, and if Sun Hao can have the opportunity to enter the literary circle, it will definitely be of great help to his future career.

"Then you can help me reply to the Poetry Magazine, and I will go to participate in it then. Sun Hao thought about it and said to Mu Yu. After a while, he turned his head and asked Wen Wen, "Do you think I should go, is this the reason?"

"It's not. Wen Wen shook her head and said seriously, "I think you like to pretend so much, that poetry club must be a good place for you to display your talents!"