Chapter 159 of the main text volume, life is a mess of hemp

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The way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency when there is more than is lost.

The way of man is not, the loss is not enough to give more than enough.

At school, Chen Tai liked to popularize psychology to his roommates, and Shen Zhe learned another similar interpretation of this sentence.

The strong become stronger, and the weak become weaker, which is widely used in social psychology and economics, and is said to come from a parable in the Gospel of Matthew in the Bible: "Whoever has it, give it twice as much, that he may be superfluous; and if he does not, he shall take all that he has."

In fact, the publishing industry cannot escape this law.

The annual bestseller list has played a big role in this, and the books on the list will once again usher in a wave of sales.

Heavy book lovers will even read all the books above, the vast sea of books, ordinary people have no choice, the list is the most convenient way.

The more people sell, the more they sell.

Catching up with the Spring Festival holiday, the book market is also full of bustle, and all kinds of promotional activities are almost not ringing gongs.

All the editors and field staff of the editorial department of "Oriental" are cooperating with Bowen Bookstore to be busy with this matter, and Shen Zhe sees such a scene.

"Don't look at it, if you want them to sing your praises, I'll just call your name!"

Early in the morning, Shen Zhe was taken to the magazine by Zhong after leaving the car.

Shen Zhe was dressed up by his mother and was bloated, but even if he stripped naked and stood on the spot, it is estimated that few new editors would recognize him.

"Why do you feel that the magazine has nothing to do with me?"

"Ha, you see what they are busy with, it's not all about your books, which account for the east wind of the best-selling list, of course, you have to make a good New Year by the way. It is also good for our reputation, and you should have a deep understanding of how to choose a new author's submission. ”

Shen Zhe nodded, when he submitted the first manuscript, he also subconsciously looked for the biggest youth magazine.

"I'll never be able to do what you're doing."

"The so-called successful people like me have a lot of business in the business, but there are not many authors who can get book lovers to voluntarily buy books repeatedly."

"Okay, let's not praise each other." Shen Zhe teased.

"Haha."

During this period, someone looked up and saw the editor-in-chief leading a young man to talk and laugh, thinking that he was here to negotiate business.

"Xiao Zhe."

"Xiao Zhe."

In the editor-in-chief's office, there are only a few editors-in-chief who are familiar with each other.

Shen Zhe pretended to wave his hand: "Don't be polite, everyone, it's been hard in the past few months, and I'm very happy!" ”

"Haha!"

"It's the New Year, what do you say about the bonus?"

Everyone joked and sat in a circle, with a bit of spirited on their faces.

Winning the top spot on the annual bestseller list is of great significance to a publishing organization, and the number of manuscripts from the editorial department immediately increases by an order of magnitude. In Zhongli's words, authors write books and readers read books, both of which are creators and consumers, while magazines and publishing houses, including major bookstores and agents, all have commercial characteristics called bloodsuckers, and it is really appropriate for him to be called a cultural merchant in the first place.

So after the greetings, he quickly talked about business, and it was rare for people to gather so together.

Cooperation with Bowen Bookstore, newcomer support program, personnel stationed in various places, peripheral copyright development......

He spoke freely for more than an hour, which was equivalent to a special debriefing meeting.

The eyes of several editors-in-chief swirled on the faces of the editor-in-chief and Shen Zhe from time to time, one was impassioned, and the other was about to fall asleep.

"Xiaozhe, what do you think?"

Shen Zhe straightened up, patted his thigh, and said, "Okay, it's in my heart!" ”

Everyone seemed to be laughing but not laughing.

Su Wei smiled and said, "As soon as I entered the door just now, I felt that you had grown up a lot, but I didn't expect to reveal your original form so quickly." ”

"As I said earlier, I can only write books." Shen Zhe said casually.

Zhongli sighed and said, "It seems that you are not going to come to work in the magazine office this holiday?" ”

"What class do I go to and do I have a position?"

Suddenly: "Sitting in the office as an uncle, by the way, code words, is it a difference whether you come or not?" ”

"Okay, but you can't be idle, at least take out a manuscript, your "Seven Swords" will be over after the New Year."

Shen Zhe spread his hands and said: "The next one has been completed, and the same kind of martial arts for more than fifty rounds, enough to be serialized for half a year, it is no problem to hold the magazine." The manuscript is in my personal computer, remember to take it, and I forgot it when I was in too much of a hurry by you in the morning, so go back and send it to the mailbox. In addition, there may be two booklets that need to be published after the New Year, Uncle Wei, is the time scheduled? ”

His martial arts manuscript, the review level is skipped.

"Super long!"

Martial arts editor-in-chief Lin Yuanzhi was surprised.

"Pamphlets?" Su Wei's eyes lit up, "Is it a youth novel?" ”

Shen Zhe thought about it, "The Flight Attendant" is a standard youth romance novel, and "The Legend of Wukong" is also mainly aimed at young readers. They are all excellent works that appeared in the era of the rise of the Internet, and they are more in line with the psychology of today's youth in China, and it is not wrong to say that they are youth novels.

The former urban sentiment is bound to be popular in the current context of urbanization.

The most prominent struggles of the latter are also sure to resonate with adolescent people.

"So to speak."

"Why don't you serialize it first, your youth is not the same as other authors, and it has always been sought after by readers, but unfortunately it suddenly turned to other directions."

Editor-in-Chief Wei interjected: "What to do with those manuscripts of Tong Guò?" I think the publication is very good. ”

"The space is limited, so I don't want to grab it!" Shen Zhedao.

Zhongli made the final decision: "Listen to Xiao Zhe, leave this matter to Lao Wei." ”

Next, he talked about a few small problems accumulated by the company in the past six months, the editors-in-chief left to do things, and only Zhong Li and Shen Zhe were left in the editor-in-chief's office.

Zhongli got up and took out a piece of paper from the work drawer and handed it to Shen Zhe, on which was an online account number.

"What is this?"

"Have you heard of Xia Dong?"

Shen Zhe was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Xia has an arbor?" How could I not have heard of it, the most famous young female writer in China, we are peers. ”

I have also read several of her works, but Shen Zhe has a wide range of reading hobbies, and youth is just one of them.

Zhong Li said: "This is her online account, which was sent to you by Tong Guò Magazine." ”

"I don't know her, what does it mean to send an online account, online communication?"

Zhongli shook his head: "You are also a famous author of youth novels, it is normal to communicate with each other in the same genre, otherwise where would you come from in the literary world?" ”

But he obviously had other plans, and continued: "If you can pull her to us to post, it will be a big sensation." ”

"Brother Zhong, you are saying that I am not famous in front of me!"

"Ha, why do your family tell lies, it's only been how long you have been in the circle, and everyone has been around for more than ten years, your fame can catch up, and your influence can't be compared!"

Shen Zhe thought about it and said, "I can't guarantee it, who knows what she means, what if she just wants to give me a boost?" ”

"Carry you?" Zhongli smiled, "Whoever can carry you, it's not easy to understand you!" ”

"Let's see what she means."

"Hmm." Zhongli changed the topic and chatted casually, "Speaking of guidance, editors have such a role to play for new authors, but now it is inconvenient for even a few editors-in-chief to express any opinions on your work. Although I am the editor-in-chief, I am a layman, similar to the general manager, but fortunately you are the most worry-free kind of author. By the way, I read a few of your essay manuscripts a few days ago, and I heard that it is called Shen's technique in the literary world, right? ”

There is such a thing, but it was jokingly mentioned by the lecturer in class, and Shen Zhe and his classmates didn't care.

I heard that it was the first to come out of the mouth of the chairman of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles.

However, isn't this the case for many things, and I didn't think it was right at first, but what I said too much was naturally deeply rooted in the hearts of the people?

Shen Zhe didn't think too much about it, if O. Henry's technique was not praised, it would be abnormal.

"Nonsense."

Zhongli glanced at Shen Zhe and said with a smile: "I will build yì you will make up a dozen more articles and publish a collection of short stories in order to gain a firm foothold." ”

"A dozen? What do you think Chinese cabbage is! ”

Shen Zhe was a little tempted.

Out of the hundreds of short stories by O. Henry, it is easy to select twenty or thirty short stories to form a collection of short stories, and it is almost certain that they will become classics.

After spending more than three hours in the editor-in-chief's room, Shen Zhe found that he was really redundant.

"In the future, the company's other businesses will be launched, and you can't hide if you want to be idle, so you can still have fun while you are in college for a few years." Zhongli said with a smile.

Shen Zhe has nothing to do here, ready to go home.

"I really don't need to introduce you to them?" Zhongli looked at the dozen or so busy editors in the editing room and asked.

Shen Zhe also cast his gaze outside.

Zhongli's editor-in-chief room has been transformed into double-sided transparent glass doors and windows, with an unobstructed view of the inside and outside, only cutting off the sound.

"Brother Zhong, you also have a habit of supervising employees?"

"It's not about supervision, usually editors are staring at the computer in front of them, supervising something, just creating a feeling of working together."

Shen Zhe nodded and said, "There's no need to introduce it specifically, let's talk about it after graduation." ”

……

When I got home, it was just in time for lunch.

Unexpectedly, I found that my father had returned, definitely because he had been away from home for a few months.

His mother was still busy in the kitchen, and Shen Zhe sat on the sofa and chatted with his father.

Father: "Is the unit okay?" ”

Shen Mingcheng and his generation are used to calling the place where they work and go to work like this.

Shen Zhe leaned back, stretched his waist, and said, "Yiqiē Shun lì, there is no me and I am the same." ”

"Well, I haven't been a leader, and I know that it is not necessarily pleasing to do things personally, so let's finish my studies first......" Shen Mingcheng lit a cigarette and made a posture of long talk.

Shen Zhe hurriedly changed the topic: "Dad, how to arrange the New Year?" ”

Speaking of his relatives, Shen Zhe couldn't think of it at all until the New Year, because the relationship was too distant.

Both parents were the eldest in the family, and at that time, people still thought that many children were blessed, and the elders had passed away one after another when Shen Zhe was a child.

As soon as the old man left, the relationship suddenly cooled.

A large number of uncles, aunts and aunts live in the north and south of the world. The father is not a leader or anything, and the mother resigned to take care of the children, so there will be no money left over when she wants to come to the house. Therefore, there are usually no relatives who come to ask for help, and only a few days during the Spring Festival will people in the same city get together, and it only takes two days.

The so-called festivals, the gathering of relatives are not as close as the neighbors.

"Go to your third aunt's house on the fourth day of junior high school, go to your uncle's house on the fifth day of junior high school, there are two of them this year, and nothing else is in Zhonghai, just call to say hello."

"Hmm."

The mother came out of the kitchen and beckoned her husband to serve the food, which seemed to be hearty.

Shen Zhe said: "Dad, you sit, I'll go." ”

Sure enough, it was very rich, and the three of them ate seven or eight dishes, all of which were meat dishes, and it was customary for the wanderer to return home to replenish his body.

"Xiaozhe, how do you say I am looking for a job?"

When his mother was adding vegetables to Shen Zhe, she suddenly said this.

Shen Zhe was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "Mom, I'm afraid this is not good, and my father doesn't agree either, right?" ”

I remember that my mother has been cooking and laundry at home, and I almost forgot that she was also a salaryman like her father, and she was still a factory technician, because there was no old man to take care of the children, so she had no choice but to resign. Shen Zhe couldn't say that I was already one year old at that time, and I didn't need to be taken care of, so I had to be treated as a ghost child.

But now that 20 years have passed, how can I adapt to work again? The biggest problem is whether you can find a job.

The most important thing in Huaxia today is people who want to work.

Even if he can find a job, Shen Zhe is reluctant to let his mother do things for others, in case he gets angry or something, why bother.

"If the family is short of money, I will give you 10 million on the card?"

The mother laughed and scolded: "Who wants your money, what do I want 10 million for?" It's just that when you go to school, it's uncomfortable to be idle. ”

Shen Mingcheng interjected: "Then talk to others." ”

"It's comfortable for you to go to work every day, but I'm so bored at home alone." The mother was displeased, ignored Shen Mingcheng, turned her head and said to her son, "Xiaozhe, what kind of job do you say your mother is looking for, can she still find a job?" ”

Shen Zhezhi scratched his head, and a lyric couldn't help but pop up in his mind: Life is a mess of hemp, and it is also a flower twisted from hemp rope......

Although I am afraid of trouble, I still have to find a way to solve my mother's boredom problem.

Now he was in a hurry, and said helplessly: "Mom, let me think about it, why don't you just find something to do, my son must have a way." ”

"Okay, it's still my son's intimacy."

The mother smiled and glanced at Shen Mingcheng.

Shen Mingcheng shook his head slightly, his wife has mentioned this matter several times in the past six months, where can he do anything, he just said that the family has money and does not need you to work.

After lunch, my father went to work and my mother cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks.

Shen Zhe went to his study and walked around, with thoughts in his mind, but unfortunately he couldn't think of what his mother was doing for a while.

Put it aside for the time being, anyway, this big New Year can't be arranged immediately.

Grab the backpack, take out the laptop, connect to the Internet cable, and first send the manuscript of "Yunhai Jade Bow Edge" to Zhongli and Uncle Lin's mailbox.

said hello to his mother, took the computer, and went to the opposite door to find Lin Yuhan.

In the boudoir, Lin Yuhan was making his bed.

After listening to Shen Zhe's plan, he didn't look back and said, "You said you want to write a novel with a happy ending?" ”

"Aren't you dissatisfied with the endings of those protagonists?"

"Have you started?"

"Wait, you pack up your things first, and three chapters will come out in an hour and hand them over to you for review."

"I'm not an editor."

Shen Zhe carried the computer to the living room of the Lin family, Aunt Huang and Uncle Lin were not at home, only the two of them, and felt that the whole house was free air.

saw Lin Yuhan come out with him, and said, "Then I want to see what you wrote." ”

Shen Zhe nodded and began typing.

“…… She glanced at me blankly, the lighting in the community is still very good, although it is late at night, but you can see her red face, coupled with the smell of wine, you know that she is a beauty who has drunk too much. ”

Lin Yuhan frowned and said, "Drunk girl? ”

Shen Zhe smiled: "Look at it next, this is the introduction, otherwise how can the two of them know each other?" (To be continued.) )