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The twenty-five members of the Oak Literary Society gathered here to make a final review of the inaugural issue of Oak.

In addition to Wang Yun and Yang Zijian, the remaining 23 people were divided into five groups and circulated, read aloud, and proofread to each other. The scene was tense and harmonious, reflecting that this is a united and efficient editorial team.

Because the first issue of the first issue belongs only to them, it is the "child" they conceived together, so they cherish it and be careful.

The weather has become cooler, and all the students have put on jacket-style school uniforms and autumn clothes, and the interior looks "autumn breeze".

Wang Yun, as the president, is the most idle one, she flicked her fluffy ponytail, and the sleeves of her school uniform rolled up to her forearms, as if she was doing big things, but she sat alone on the seat of the podium, crossed her legs, and looked at today's "Nanjian Daily" with relish, especially savoring Yang Zijian's prose "The Ancient Well Under the Moon".

"It's beautiful, it's sad, it's moving, it's your style." She sighed, "Zijian, do you know that the classmates of No. 1 Middle School have given you several nicknames, such as 'Sentimental Zijian', 'Modern Liu Yong' and so on. ”

Yang Zijian sat at the first table, face to face with Wang Yun, and he said as a matter of course: "Everything that is classical is bound to be sad, and tragedy is eternal." He chimed in and continued to scrutinize the typography of the first issue of Oak.

The so-called typography is to draw a blank box on 16 open paper, and write the name and number of words of the article in the frame, including spaces and paragraphs, the empty frame is just enough to accommodate the article, and there are some vignettes to embellish.

Eight sheets of paper and sixteen pages, he read it completely, and couldn't help nodding in agreement, typesetting has always been done by Zhang Yimin, this little fat girl deserves to be the representative of the language department, not to mention the first composition, when she was in junior high school in the fifth middle school, she participated in the editing of the school magazine, which was also printed in lead, so she is very experienced in typesetting.

Wang Yun poked his head over and asked, "Zijian, I heard that the female editor of Chu gave you a suit and leather shoes, brand new, she is really good to you!" ”

Yang Zijian said: "Senior sister cares about junior brother!" ”

Wang Yun sneered: "Twenty-two-year-old senior sister? Then there are more of her younger brothers and sisters, if there are not 10,000 but 8,000, each person will give one set, so she must not go bankrupt? ”

Yang Zijian patted her head with typesetting paper and said, "Hey, don't think about it, that suit is worn by Chu Nu's younger brother and is not leftover, and it can be regarded as a donation to poor teenagers in the central and western regions." Then he threw the typesetting paper to him and said, "This typesetting is fine, as long as it is proofread, it will be handed over to the printing house in the afternoon, and it will be printed next Monday, only one hundred and twenty copies." ”

Wang Yun grabbed the typesetting paper, flipped it a few times, nodded and said: "I have already negotiated with the director of the arrangement room of the printing house, and tomorrow he can arrange for workers to arrange the lead characters, in fact, the printing is very fast, and it will be printed the day after tomorrow." ”

Yang Zijian said: "That's good." Tomorrow I will go to No. 3 Middle School with Zhang Yimin to participate in the 'I Love Nanjian' essay contest, you and Qian Li and Lin Yi will take a few careful members to supervise them in the arrangement room of the printing house tomorrow afternoon, don't relax, and at the same time, buy some fruit to give away, the school printing house is famous for procrastination, for those uncles and aunts in the arrangement room, you have to be sweeter You know? ”

"Don't worry, I have known since I was a child how to deal with all kinds of evil bureaucracy." Wang Yun raised his head proudly, and then, a little unwillingly, said, "Why can you and Amin participate in the competition, but I, the president of the Literature Society, don't have this opportunity?" ”

Zhang Yimin collected the proofreading manuscript at this time, walked over and said: "There are 45 classes in the school, there are only 16 representatives, and there is only one person in the average three classes, and our class is the most, accounting for two, this is because Yang Zijian is famous, otherwise the class teachers of other classes would have rebelled a long time ago." ”

Yang Zijian flipped through the proofreading draft, 30 essays, 11 works of Nantang Town, 9 campus sketches, and 10 pieces of various post-reading feelings, narratives, and lyrical prose, and 10 poems, poems actually only occupy more than one page, less than one-tenth, this is because Yang Zijian deliberately used poems with few lines and deleted a lot of words.

There are two instructors on the cover: Lin Kechun and Cui You, two editors-in-chief: Yang Zijian and Wang Yan, five editors-in-charge, five people in the communication group, including Zhang Yimin, Qian Li, Lin Yi, Meng Yun, etc., and the rest of the members are editorial board members - in line with the style of the school, everyone is a small cadre of the literary club.

"Editor's note" is written by Yang Zijian, very "chicken soup", I believe that both teachers and alumni will shed tears when they read it, even if students read it, their "love value" for the school will increase by 10 percentage points in an instant.

After completing the final review of the journal, everyone "escorted" the manuscript and typesetting paper to the layout room of the school-run small printing house.

In the afternoon, the first period was a geography lesson.

Jingle Bell –

Director Liu of the Principal's Office and Teacher Zhuang, the leader of the Chinese group, suddenly rushed in.

Director Liu held a thick stack of newspapers in his hand, and said with a happy face: "Yang Zijian, come out!" ”

Teacher Du walked into the classroom on the back foot, and when he saw that they were interfering with his class, he immediately accused him unhappily: "Can't you talk about it after class, I still have to go to class, Director Liu, are you too idle to sit in the office?" ”

Director Liu knew that Mr. Du was in menopause, and he had always been sharp-tongued, so he was in a good mood today and didn't bother with her.

Yang Zijian glanced at Teacher Du, and when he saw that she nodded in agreement, he pushed away the stool and walked out of the classroom door, he was a little puzzled, isn't it normal for him to publish articles now, what's all the fuss?

Teacher Zhuang spread out the newspaper and gasped a little excitedly: "Today, the supplement of "Fujian Daily" 'Wuyi Mountain' published your work "Huchuan Watching the Sunrise", on which the author wrote 'Yang Zijian of Nanjian City', this is what you wrote, right?" When you described the sunrise in the article, you used a very wonderful comparison technique to compare the sunrise in the Huchuan Scenic Area with the sunrise in Nanjian No. 1 Middle School, which actually indirectly publicized the beautiful campus environment of our No. 1 Middle School...... However, the editor of the provincial newspaper seems to treat you as a teacher, hahaha......"

"Fujian Daily, this is the first newspaper at the provincial level!" Yang Zijian took the newspaper, smelled the oil fragrance of the newspaper, and looked at his article, he couldn't help but feel excited, and his blood boiled. "Huchuan Sunrise" is one of the best works of Yang Zijian in the previous life, originally had 5,000 words, the idea is timeless, the sentences are beautiful and vivid, creative, after their own drastic deletion, only 3,000 words are left, but it presents a classic taste, as if mining Hetian jade in the original stone, which makes people's eyes shine, and the corners of the mouth are fragrant.

The publication of this work means that Yang Zijian's fame has begun to rush out of Nanjian City and towards the land of Fujian, plus the "School Landscape" published in "Prose World" in October this year, which means that his work has been officially accepted by provincial publications!

The provincial writers' association has beckoned to him.

(End of Volume 1)