The insightful review article is finally complete.

Govin let out a long sigh of relief, this article with 13,500 words had consumed too much of his jīng energy and effort. Since he decided to become a writer, he has never relaxed his requirements for himself for a day, although he has only expressed a few articles, but the words that Govin has actually written are already close to 500,000 words, and there are still more than a dozen waste manuscripts in the chou drawer of the writing desk at home. He has to read newspapers, read magazines, and go to the library to borrow books every day, all of which are to improve his writing level, whether it is xiao or poetry, prose, every article is the result of his hard work and hard work, and each article consumes his huge effort. But all the articles are not as good as today's article, which made him suffer so much, and compared to this article, he consumed so much jīng energy.

For three whole days, in addition to eating and sleeping, he has been staying in the library to consult books and materials, studying such boring and boring books as "Marxist Philosophy" and "** Manifesto".

It's finally done!

Looking at the five manuscript papers scattered on the table, Govin couldn't help but smile. If this article can really calm down this discussion, then it will be worth the hard work of the past few days!

Govyn stood up.

The sudden change in his long-standing posture made Govyn dizzy, and he held on to the table until the sudden dizziness disappeared before slowly straightening up.

Quietly sorting out and collecting all the manuscript papers on the table, and putting them in the kù bag, Govin put the books on the table back to the bookshelf of the library one by one, from the easternmost to the westernmost, from the first floor to the third floor.

Pushing open the library, the big mén walked out, and the sun was already setting outside, and the fiery red fiery clouds on the horizon were burning and illuminating the whole west.

Govin rubbed his own sore neck, then spread his hands behind his head and walked in the direction of home.

His shadow was stretched infinitely by the setting sun, like a giant.

Lin Yiming was not at home, so Ge Wen put the manuscript in his pocket on the coffee table and hurriedly rushed to the bathroom. After three days in the stuffy library of Fudan University, he was very uncomfortable with the stickiness, and now he can finally take a shower.

When Govin came out of the bathroom, Lin Yiming was already sitting on the sand, and what he was holding in his hand was the manuscript that Govin had brought back.

Govin walked over, turned on the TV first, and then walked to Lin Yiming's side, and asked casually, "How is it?" ”

Lin Yiming first hummed twice, then closed the manuscript in his hand, stared at Gowen and said word by word: "I have a secret!" ”

"What's the secret?" Govyn's eyes were fixed on the television. I saw a person suddenly appear from the middle of the screen on the TV, and he shouted "Wow - Yan Dance Recorder!" Then he sang and danced, "Yan dance, Yan dance, a song comes to a piece of love-" The action is as obscene as it is.

"You shouldn't be from this world." Lin Yiming said matter-of-factly.

"Huh?" Ge Wen was startled, and turned his head to stare at Lin Yiming.

"I won't talk about the xiao article on "Folk", you see that whether it is "Generation" or the editorial on "Yangcheng Evening News", it has caused such a big sensation, and now there is this review......" In order to strengthen his persuasiveness, Lin Yiming shook the manuscript in his hand, and then said, "You are about the same age as me, I don't think there can be a genius like you in this world!" ”

"So what?" Seeing that Lin Yiming stopped talking, Gowen asked.

"I think you're from Mars, and you're not an earthling at all." Lin Yiming said seriously.

Ge Wen breathed a sigh of relief, he thought that Lin Yiming had revealed his true identity, but he didn't expect this little man to really ridicule himself, and he really couldn't forgive him.

"I'll fight!" Gewen took a classic pose of Li Xiaolong and pushed Lin Yiming down on the sand.

And so a war broke out again.

After a period of playing, Lin Yiming picked up Gowen's manuscript from the table and said excitedly: "Gowen, your article is really too good, the arguments are clear and the arguments are sufficient, I believe that this article will definitely be able to refute those experts and scholars who oppose your editorials without saying anything!" I didn't expect you to be able to write such a convincing manuscript in three days! What a cow! ”

Govyn smiled, "You don't look at who wrote it. Haha, it seems that someone was still very skeptical of my decision in the first place. ”

"Yes, yes, it was I who looked down on people at the beginning, and Xiao looked at you Ge Da Genius. To be serious, let's call my uncle now, and then go to the post office early tomorrow morning and send a telegram to my uncle. Lin Yiming couldn't help but be a little anxious when he thought of the sensational effect behind Gowen's article. As soon as he pulled Govin up from the sand, he dragged him out of the house.

"Don't, don't, hey, don't you watch "Huo Yuanjia"? Today, you can play Huo Yuanjia to challenge foreign wrestlers......"

The two found a public phone booth on the street, and Lin Yiming dialed the phone at Linsa's home, and then handed the microphone to Gowen.

The sound of "jingle bell, jingle bell" kept coming from the microphone in Govyn's ear.

"No one answered." Govin turned his head to look at Lin Yiming and said.

"No way, my uncle should be at home at this time." Lin Yiming took the phone and listened, sure enough. He dialed the phone again, but there was still no answer.

"Is it at the newspaper office?" Lin Yiming muttered, hung up the phone, and began to call the editorial department of "Yangcheng Evening News" again.

"Hey, hello, this is the editorial department of Yangcheng Evening News, who are you looking for?" A middle-aged man's haggard voice came from the phone. Lin Yiming hurriedly handed the phone to Gowen.

Govin took the phone and said, "Hello, I'm looking for Editor Linsarin. ”

"Who are you? What are you looking for him? The tone of the man on the other end of the line suddenly became a little sharper.

"That's right, I wrote a manuscript in response to the discussion of 'personal life value' in the newspaper in the past few days, and I want to submit it to Editor Lin." Govin explained.

"Oh? Such...... But Editor Lin isn't here. The middle-aged man on the other side of the phone seemed to let go of his guard, his voice became calm again, and his eyes turned to the manuscript of an expert in the field of education on his desk.

"Do you know where he is?" As soon as he heard that Linsa was not in the editorial office of "Yangcheng Evening News", Govin couldn't help but feel a little anxious. Now that the article has been written, it is natural that the sooner the better, so as not to have too many dreams at night.

"He's in a meeting, and I don't think it'll be over in a short time." The middle-aged man on the other side said, and mentioned another Jianyì, "Why don't you send your manuscript to the editorial department of Yangcheng Evening News?" ”

"How can this work, send the manuscript over, and the yellow cabbage is cold." In a hurry, the slander in Gowen's heart rushed out. Lin Yiming, who had been holding up his ear to the microphone next to him, couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"Huh?" The middle-aged man withdrew his attention from the manuscript on the table, because his attention was on the manuscript, and he did not hear Govwin's complaint clearly.

Govin was annoyed for a while, and secretly blamed himself for not being able to hold his breath, he explained to the phone: "I mean that my article is in favor of the views of the "Yangcheng Evening News", and people who have read it say that it is very well written, and I think my article can calm down this controversy." ”

"Haha, are you saying that one article of yours can stop the controversy in the newspaper about the editorial of the Yangcheng Evening News? Is that what you mean? On the phone, the middle-aged man had just paid attention to the conversation when he heard such a bold remark, and he couldn't help laughing: this contributor is really bold, quite a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers.

Govyn frowned, apparently the man didn't believe his own words and took his words as a joke.

"Young people, writing articles is not something that can be expressed by bragging! Send me your own manuscript, and if it's really good, I'll do it at my discretion. As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man hung up the phone, and the reckless young man on the phone relieved his tired mood.

Thinking like this, the middle-aged man turned his gaze to the manuscript on the table again: Sure enough, it was an article written by an expert, and it was very weighty! I believe that it will definitely add certain public opinion achievements to our "Yangcheng Evening News" from the side! Thinking of this, the middle-aged man drew a check mark at the top of the manuscript, and then commented at the back: The views of this article confirm the correctness of my newspaper's views from the side, and the arguments are sufficient and can be expressed.

I was hung up?!

"Damn!" Gowen couldn't help but spit out a dirty word.

"Did I netize?" Lin Yiming, who had been listening, stomped his feet hard to vent his depression.

"No, mine again! Hey, I still don't believe that this article "Yangcheng Evening News" will not accept it! As he spoke, Gowen dialed the phone to the editorial office of the Yangcheng Evening News.

"Hey, hello, this is the editorial department of Yangcheng Evening News, who are you looking for?" It's still the same middle-aged man.

Govin said calmly: "This editor, it's still me." I didn't make it clear just now, but let me introduce myself, I am the author of "Exhibition China Needs to Pay Attention to the Value of Individual Life". I am calling you this time to tell you that in response to the controversy in the major newspapers in the past few days, I have created another opinion piece expressing my views and would like to submit it to the "Yangcheng Evening News". I don't know if "Yangcheng Evening News" is willing to publish it? ”

As soon as these few words came out, the previous depression in Lin Yiming's heart, who had been listening to the side, was suddenly swept away, and he couldn't help but give a thumbs up to Gowen, boss, too bullish, too domineering!

When he heard Govin say that he was the author of "Exhibition China Needs to Pay Attention to the Value of Individual Life", the middle-aged editor on the other side of the phone had already jumped up from his chair as if he had burned his butt. After Govin expressed that he had written another article, a few drops of sweat could not help but ooze from his brain.

Who is Govyn, how could he not know? At the same time that Linsa brought back the manuscript of "Exhibition China Needs to Pay Attention to the Value of Individual Life" from Shanghai, he praised this Govin for a rare time in the world! I actually hung up Govine's phone, and there was a smell of lesson in his tone, which ......

Although the "Yangcheng Evening News" and other news media are now fighting on a par with other news media in public opinion, the pressure and situation they face make every editor in the editorial department work hard one by one, otherwise they would not be working overtime so late.

If Govin hadn't called again, wouldn't he have missed his new article because of his own mistake?

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man finally began to sweat profusely.

Fortunately, the purpose of Govwin's call again was not to care about the attitude of the middle-aged man, seeing that there was no sound on the other side of the phone for a long time, he fed it twice, and then said loudly: "Are you still listening to this editor?" ”

"Yes, I'm listening." The middle-aged man came back to his senses and hurriedly responded.

"Well, I'll tell you the general content of my new article first, and then I'll send you a telegram tomorrow, what do you think?" A smile appeared on the corner of Gowen's mouth, and the middle-aged Xiao's heartfelt attitude on the phone made him suddenly feel quite relieved.

On the side, Lin Yiming also continued to give a thumbs up, wordlessly expressing his respect for Gowen.

"Oh, okay, you say, I'll listen." On the phone, the middle-aged man knew that the next content was more important, so he quickly picked up a pen and casually took out a piece of paper from the table, intending to record it.

Gewen held back the smugness in his heart, and slowly said his opinion into the phone microphone, and after finishing speaking, he asked a little smugly: "Look, how is this article?" ”

Damn, let you coax in the cow! Let you hang up on me! Hum.

"It's so banging! The point of view of this article is too sharp, I guess the voices against us must be speechless at this moment! That's great! The middle-aged man looked at some of the records he had just written down with a pen and said excitedly. At this moment, he had already forgotten all about the unpleasantness with Govinson, and it had to be said that Govern's article was indeed as he himself said that this great controversy could be stopped. The arguments in the article dissect the arguments of the opposition in a mess and are extremely sharp.

"Well, I'll send you this article tomorrow morning, but it's a bit long, and I want you to pay for it! Ha ha. Govin made a joke.

"No problem, no problem." Although Govin couldn't see himself, the middle-aged man still nodded vigorously.

"That's it for now, goodbye, editor." With that, Govin hung up the phone. Then he said in pieces: "Let you also taste the taste of being hung up!" Hum. ”

Then he turned his head and looked at Lin Yiming, who was smiling, and the two of them raised their right palms at the same time, and with a loud blow in the air, they laughed.

On the other end of the phone, the middle-aged editor was holding the microphone and froze, and the beeping sound in the microphone didn't seem to affect him.

After a long time, the middle-aged editor came to his senses, and he put down the microphone with a smile on his face. Then he looked at the scrap of paper full of words, and then at the manuscript of the pedagogical expert on the table that he had just annotated, and suddenly burst out laughing.

Then, as if crazy, the middle-aged editor picked up the manuscript written by an education expert that he had reviewed, threw it into the air, and shouted, "Fuck you education expert!" ”

The incident is finally coming to the surface!

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