When the old alarm clock hanging on the wall rang twelve o'clock in the afternoon, Govin just finished reviewing all the manuscripts at hand. He stretched, then stood up and straightened out the two stacks of manuscripts on his desk.

Then Govin picked up the stack of manuscripts that had failed in his review and were destined to not be listed in Harvest magazine and went to the next office, where the editors of the editorial department of Harvest were also working, but they were more responsible for logistics and some sales.

Coming to a desk, Govin looked at the middle-aged editor who was packing up his things behind the desk and was about to leave with a smile and said, "Brother Zhang, I'm sorry for you, this is today's unsuccessful manuscript, you can look at it and deal with it." ”

The original name of this Brother Zhang in Gowen's mouth is Zhang Jianguo, and he can be regarded as an old editor of the "Harvest" magazine, and he is responsible for handling these manuscripts that have not been reviewed by Guò.

Zhang Jianguo looked at Gewen who was smiling, then raised his head and glanced at the alarm clock hanging on the wall, and while continuing to pack his things, he said impatiently: "You can put it on my desk first." In the future, there is a little time concept, don't delay it so late, you look at the time, it's already off work......"

Although the morning's work was tiring, it brought Govin an incomparable sense of fulfillment and achievement. The success of every author is inseparable from the efforts of editors, and being able to personally participate in the success of these strangers fills Govine's heart with satisfaction and pride. But Zhang Jianguo's nagging wiped out Gewen's good mood, so he ignored Zhang Jianguo, who was just packing up, put the manuscript in his arms on the table, and then said calmly: "The manuscript is here, I won't bother Editor Zhang busy, goodbye." ”

After saying that, Govin turned around and left the office, leaving only Zhang Jianguo, who was stunned behind him.

Since the crossing, Govyn has always been smooth sailing, except for those outstanding elders who made him respect sincerely, when teaching him, he listened attentively, without the slightest impatience. But in front of others, Gewen has always played the role of a teacher, whether it is the poet students of Fudan University or the foreign teacher Nicole, from the bottom of his heart, this guy is a proud person, because of the reason for crossing, he has enough confidence. But now he has been taught a lesson by an editor who has been hún for seven or eight years but has not grown at all, which makes Govin embarrassed.

Although the time is a little late, it has only passed twelve o'clock, and it is not common for you to delay for a few minutes in the editorial department because of something? Lao Tzu has completed the day's work.

Ge Wen, who was extremely unhappy in his heart, was a little indignant, but he didn't see Zhang Jianguo's resentful gaze like a poisonous scorpion behind him.

When I returned to my office, except for Li Yu, who was still crouching on the table and revising a manuscript, the other editors were either going home or going to the cafeteria, and the whole room was empty.

Govin came to his desk, took out "The Chess King" from the stack of manuscripts that he had selected, put it on top, and then walked to Li Yu's desk with these manuscripts and put them down, and asked, "Uncle Li, aren't you going home yet?" ”

Li Yu raised his head and gently supported his glasses with his right hand holding a pencil, and then said a little tiredly: "There is still this manuscript left, let's finish it first." ”

Then Li Yu noticed the stack of manuscripts that Gowen put on the table, and couldn't help asking, "Huh? Is this a draft that has passed the preliminary review? ”

Govyn nodded.

Li Yu put down the pen in his hand, then pointed at Ge Wen and sighed: "You are becoming more and more proficient in editing now!" But I don't dare to relax the selection criteria for manuscripts quickly! ”

Govin laughed, "Don't worry, Uncle Li, I know." Besides, don't you still have the supervision of the editor of the second instance......"

"You xiaozi!" Uncle Li pointed at Gowen and scolded with some tears and laughter: "Why are you still staying here, let's go to dinner." ”

"Order!" Govin saluted, then left the office with a grin.

Ge Wen came out of the editorial office of "Harvest" and was looking for where to eat, when he saw Lin Yiming leading a person into the courtyard, he smiled and took a few steps to greet him, and quipped: "Is your xiaozi's nose a dog, why did you pop up just when I was about to eat?" Since I promised to invite you to dinner, I will definitely talk about it, and as for you running over at noon. Say, what do you want to eat? ”

If Lin Yiming heard that Gewen invited him to dinner so happily, he would definitely nod his head in agreement, and then he took Gowen straight to Liuwei Zhai. But today's reaction was a little strange, only to see Lin Yiming pull the walking Gowen in front of him, and then turned around and said respectfully to the middle-aged man who had been following him: "Uncle, this is Gowen." Are you looking for him? ”

Gewen, who had always focused his attention on Lin Yiming, only then did he notice the middle-aged man who was following Lin Yiming. This middle-aged man is very familiar, where do you seem to have seen it? Govin struggled to recall the identity of the middle-aged man.

After hearing Lin Yiming's words, the middle-aged man who was called his uncle smiled heartily and nodded at Lin Yiming. Then he turned his head to Govin and smiled: "Xiao man, don't you remember me?" You have forgotten that yesterday we spoke in front of the newspaper column in front of the teaching building of Fudan University. ”

The middle-aged man didn't say that Govin couldn't think of it for a while, but as soon as he said it, he suddenly remembered that it was in front of this middle-aged man yesterday at noon that he bragged about his own opinions about the deeds of college students bravely saving the old man in the dung pit.

"Ahh I remember. Hello hello. Gewen warmly shook hands with the middle-aged man, then turned his head to Lin Yiming's ear and asked, "What's going on?" What are you doing? ”

Lin Yiming pushed Gowen's head aside, and then said to the middle-aged man with some embarrassment: "Uncle Xiao, I'm sorry, Gewen is such a tired xìngzi, in fact, he is good, and he is also very talented." ”

Speaking of this, Lin Yiming introduced the middle-aged man to Govyn in a serious way: "Govin, this is my uncle Linsa. This time I came to Shanghai for a meeting. ”

"Huh?" When Ge Wen heard Lin Yiming's words, he quickly put down his arm that was on Lin Yiming's shoulder, and then bowed respectfully to Lin Sa, "Hello uncle!" ”

When Tǐng got up, Govin gave Lin Yiming a roll of his eyes, and actually made me embarrassed in front of your relatives?

Lin Yiming smiled bitterly at the same time: Boss, you didn't have time to explain to me at all!

Lin Sahaha laughed: "I didn't expect you to be good friends with Yiming, what a coincidence!" I also went to you with the idea of luck, but I didn't expect to find it so easily. Haha, God forbid. Let's go, this meal at noon today, I'll be invited by me, an elder, and by the way, I'll have a good chat with you. ”

On the way, Govin hurriedly asked Lin Yiming what was going on, why would Lin Sa look for him?

Lin Yiming looked at Lin Sa, who was walking in front of the two, and shook his head, saying that he couldn't say clearly. Then he whispered what he had learned to Govyn:

Lin Sa came to find Lin Yiming in the morning. The first thing he said when he saw his nephew was that he asked his nephew to help him find a student from Fudan University. This made Lin Yiming quite surprised, but from Xiao to Da's awe of his uncle, he didn't dare to ask why Lin Sa was looking for a student he didn't know. Immediately afterwards, Lin Sa described Gowen's appearance to Lin Yiming. Originally, Lin Yiming couldn't immediately think that Gowen was the person his uncle was looking for, but when Lin Sa squinted his eyes and told him about the feeling that Gowen brought him, Lin Yiming suddenly remembered that there was a person, and then he led his uncle to find Gowen.

"My guess turned out to be correct!" Speaking of this, Lin Yiming was a little proud.

"Oh?" Ge Wen was a little curious about his impression in the eyes of Lin Sa and Lin Yiming, and couldn't help asking, "How does your uncle describe his impression of me?" ”

"Do you really want to listen?"

"Less wordy!"

"It's okay to be long, it's just too stinky fart!"

"Ahh Gewen gritted his teeth, and then looked at Lin Yiming, who had been wary of him, and laughed, without mutual familiarity, how could Lin Yiming judge that it was himself so lightly?

Gewen's abnormal expression made Lin Yiming a little suspicious, he touched Gowen's shoulder and asked, "Doesn't this look like you?!" ”

"What did your uncle do? A few words can make you guess that the person he is looking for is me? It seems that people's observation is quite keen! Govin asked.

"That's natural, my uncle is a senior reporter of Guangzhou's "Yangcheng Evening News", and he is also the editor-in-chief of the supplement!" Speaking of his uncle, Lin Yiming was quite proud.

Damn, no wonder. Govine's heart was shocked, he didn't expect Linsa to be the editor of "Yangcheng Evening News"!

Whether it is in later generations or now, Govin is no stranger to "Yangcheng Evening News". Although it was already 1983, due to various reasons, some big newspapers such as "Guangming Daily" and "Shanghai Daily" at this time were still relatively strict and had a strong political taste, but "Yangcheng Evening News" boldly reformed, taking "close to the times, close to the masses, and close to life" as its own responsibility, daring to be the first in the world, and the news of the color appeared in an endless stream. With its distinctive, unique, fresh and lively style, it attracts a wide range of readers. In particular, its supplements are very lively, rich in knowledge and full of life. The works serialized every day, xiao said, and historical works are all strange and fascinating. At this time, the "Yangcheng Evening News" can be deservedly said to be the big brother of China's evening newspaper industry.

Could it be that Linsa is looking for me to have something to do with what I said yesterday? A thought crossed Gowen's mind.

Maybe it's an opportunity.

ps: The tubes are so powerful, the list of new books by public authors has actually ranked fifth!