The pupils are about twenty-seven or eighteen, his eyes are bulging, extremely bright, and he will become a folk economist in the future, he directly stretched out his hand and shook Yang Zijian tightly and said: "You are Yang Zijian, we have been friends for a long time!" Ambition is not in old age, young people should be self-reliant. The cultural prose you wrote is very wonderful and has helped Qiao Bao expand its influence overseas! ”

Yang Zijian clenched his hand and said: "I should thank you, there is already a Taiwanese compatriot who has contacted Nantang Town to donate to build a movie theater." ”

Hitomi laughed and said, "What donation to build a movie theater?" I know this very well, people want to keep the temple of Mazu for the sake of faith, and they have to build a new movie theater for the people of Nantang, so that the Tianhou Temple can be vacated and the statue of the god can be placed. ”

Yang Zijian had no choice but to laugh dryly.

Tonghuo is a direct and refreshing person, he admires Yang Zijian very much, and suggested: "You have opened columns in daily newspapers and youth newspapers, but I see that your works have been very stable, if you need a small platform for overseas, you can open a column here with me." ”

Teacher Cui hurriedly objected: "Yang Zijian is still a high school student, and opening three columns may affect his studies." ”

Hitomi Huo explained: "The circulation of the Overseas Chinese Newspaper is very low, less than 1,000 copies now, and there is almost no overlap with other newspapers and periodicals, so Zijian can put the works submitted outside Nanjian City and publish them in the Overseas Chinese Newspaper again. In a sense, the overseas Chinese newspaper is equivalent to a bridge that can recommend Zijian's prose novels overseas. Like this time, Baodao's "United Literature" reprinted Yang Zijian's "Tianhou Temple and Cinema" and "Reverie of Linshui Palace", and the overseas Chinese newspaper also played a little role in promoting. ”

Yang Zijian hurriedly responded: "I am willing, thank you very much!" ”

As for the name of the column, Tonghuo hasn't thought about it yet, and Yang Zijian is even more casual.

After that, Mr. Cui introduced Yang Zijian to more than a dozen editors such as evening newspapers, building materials newspapers, television newspapers, environmental newspapers, and tax newspapers, and Yang Zijian respectfully thanked them, and carefully transcribed their office phones, pagers and home phones.

Most of these editors are just polite and enthusiastic about Yang Zijian, after all, Yang Zijian is a bit famous in the city, a rising star, and there is no backstage, and it depends on their faces.

But there are also editors who are very arrogant, especially Chang Sheng, the supplement editor of the evening newspaper, a thirty-year-old man with glasses, who is very cold and arrogant to pick on Yang Zijian's works, which is not good, that is not good, thinking that his works are out of touch with the times, too far from life, and have no future at all, especially disdainful of traditional Confucianism.

It's just that Yang Zijian is a junior, and he can't refute it yet, so he can only swallow his anger.

Mr. Cui and Chang Sheng chatted very speculatively, probably because they were both modernist poets.

After that, Yang Zijian accepted the cold words of the two editors of the tax newspaper and the TV newspaper. After enduring it, he got acquainted with all the editors, completed today's task, and immediately left this tabloid editorial circle.

The time has already passed two o'clock, but the rostrum is still empty, and banners such as "Welcome the leaders of the Provincial Federation of Literary and Art Circles to Nanjian City for guidance" and "Celebrate the victory of the Golden Autumn Root-seeking Literary Symposium" are hung in front and back of the conference room.

Leaders, editors and writers' representatives of the Municipal Federation of Literary and Art Circles are still drinking tea and talking in the internal reception room. Yang Zijian didn't see Yan Cong and Xiao Gu from the Daily, as well as the Chu Nu from the Youth Daily, so they probably stayed inside to be in charge of the reception.

Ma Qiuyuan was not in the conference room, according to Lan Xue's "intelligence", he had been cultivated by Grandpa Jia Gui as an important seedling. Speaking of which, Grandpa Jia Gui is famous for his children's prose and prose poems all his life, and Ma Qiuyuan is good at describing the children's interests of nature and the market, which is more in line with his appetite, and it is understandable to bring up a "successor".

It just made Yang Zijian a little embarrassed.

Everyone present knew that there were two representatives of young writers in Nanjian City, and now one was cordially received in the internal reception room, and the other was waiting in the conference room.

Yang Zijian was on the road of literature and was snubbed for the first time.

Looking around, there were already more than fifty people in the luxurious conference room.

Because the meeting had not yet begun, the writers and editors were divided into more than a dozen circles, five or six old writers gathered together to chat, six or seven middle-aged writers were also discussing issues in a bunch, and the young writers were more active and enthusiastic, and they surrounded the familiar editors to say good things.

However, there are a few people who are more special, such as Hitomi, who is almost alone sitting in the right corner reading a book on urban economics, and does not like or disdain to communicate with others. The others are novelists, who are relatively isolated because they rarely publish their works in the city.

Yang Zijian turned around, and had to return to Teacher Cui and listen to them talk about poetry.

At about 2:20 a.m., four or five waiters showed up and began to place teacups on the table and pour tea.

As you know, the symposium is about to begin, and they are sitting down.

Soon, Lan Xue, who was wearing the uniform of the No. 1 Middle School, and Ma Qiuyuan, who was wearing the uniform of the No. 3 Middle School, one tall, one short, one beautiful and one ugly, walked out of the door on the right side of the rostrum, like an honor guard or a flower girl.

Lan Xue saw Yang Zijian beside Teacher Cui, walked over with a light smile and sat beside Yang Zijian.

Ma Qiuyuan looked excited and excited, sat next to his teacher Jiang Wenming, and whispered something.

There was a commotion at the side door, and then the leader of the Provincial Federation of Literary and Art Circles walked out.

A coercion came to make up for it, the audience stood up, and the applause was thunderous, including Yang Zijian, Lan Xue, Cui You, Ma Guangyuan, Chang Sheng, and other nearly 60 representatives of the city's writers, looking at Jia Gui, vice chairman of the Provincial Federation of Literary and Art Circles, He Shaochun, vice chairman of the Provincial Writers' Federation, Wan Dong, chairman of the Nanjian Federation of Literary and Art Circles, and Li Tenghua, chairman of the Municipal Writers Association, walked in.

Strangely, I didn't see Chu Nu.

The so-called forum is mainly a forum for big writers and leaders, and the masses listen to and understand it. Democratize once in a while, and let the lower part raise their hands to express their opinions. But there are so many writers present, and the number and level of each person's published works are more than five or six times more than ten times that of Yang Zijian, including Ma Qiuyuan, who has published more than 200 works and has also published a collection of essays.

Therefore, everyone present was more qualified to speak than Yang Zijian, who was the youngest and could only act as an audience obediently.

Fortunately, Yang Zijian's mentality has been adjusted, and there are two purposes for today, one is to meet and meet the editors, and this purpose has been achieved. The second is to know the great writers in the province, which seems unlikely. However, he is just starting out, and with the publication of his campus prose novels, as well as his fame with "The Strange Tale of the Burning Rhino" and "Triple Gate", it is natural that he will be more and more valued.