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Editor-in-Chief Xiao has been serving as the editor-in-chief of harvest for some years, what kind of strange thing have you not seen?

Thinking with her toes, she also knew that the person who called was probably someone in the literary circle, or the kind of mediocre who thought very highly of himself but had no level.

Now that he sees that there are fledgling children who have boarded the harvest, his mentality is unbalanced, and the purpose of the call is very simple, that is, to put pressure on the editorial department, and it is best to get the harvest to withdraw the manuscript, then he will be happy.

Editor-in-Chief Xiao has a deep dislike for these people in his heart.

In this era, the Internet was not developed, and there were no stations, so Editor-in-Chief Xiao didn't know that in the Internet era of later generations, there was a special term for these people, and this word was "troll".

The trolls go to the popular places, and when they see that people are likely to come out, they desperately suppress, pour cold water, and use all kinds of vicious language to attack wantonly.

Yuan Yan is a troll.

I don't have any level, but I don't have self-knowledge, I don't find reasons from myself, and I try to improve myself, but I aim my vigilant eyes at those who are expected to come out, and desperately make the stumbling blocks and destroy the flowers.

China's literary scene has been spoiled by these people.

This kind of person is too infuriating.

"Are you done?" Editor-in-Chief Xiao asked coldly.

Yuan Yan felt that Editor-in-Chief Xiao was disgusted with him, and he felt that the fire in his heart was "popping" out.

He felt aggrieved.

I'm thinking about the brand you've gained, okay?

You posted works that shouldn't have been posted, not to mention hurting your reputation, and affecting the reputation of the harvest brand that Ba Lao worked so hard to create, do you know that you are committing a crime?

"I'm done, good words are good for good ears, I wonder if Editor-in-Chief Xiao will listen to the opinions of me, a loyal reader?" Yuan Yan said aggressively.

Editor-in-Chief Xiao was so angry by this yin and yang weird tone that he laughed instead of anger: "Hehe! Harvest has its own editing principles, and will not change its original intention because of a little voice from the outside world, thank you for your call, if you are okay, I will hang up. ”

This is the rhythm of not listening to your own advice at all, and this is the rhythm of going your own way to the end! Yuan Yan was very helpless.

He thought, if I can manage the harvest, I will immediately take out all of you people, it's so infuriating, I treat kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs!

But Yuan Yan was still a little unwilling, and said: "Editor-in-Chief Xiao, are you unwilling to listen to the opinions of our loyal readers, and insist on sending children's playful works?" ”

"Sir, I'm too busy to tell you this, I'm sorry, I'm hanging." Editor-in-Chief Xiao finally couldn't stand it anymore and hung up the phone with a "snap".

Hearing the busy tone in the microphone, Yuan Yan was stunned.

Actually hung up my phone rudely!

What a bad attitude!

"Hula!"

Yuan Yan was so angry that he swept his arm, swept a lot of things on the table to the ground, and roared like an angry beast in the room: "! You are paralyzed! What is it! I'm! ”

The sound in the room alarmed the secretary outside, and the secretary knocked on the door tremblingly and came in and asked, "Dean Yuan, you have something to order!" ”

Yuan Yan was almost dizzy, stretched out his hand and pointed at his secretary, and his rogue temperament was revealed: "Get out!" If I don't call you, I don't show up! ”

The secretary shrank his neck in fright and closed the door.

She never understood what kind of madness Yuan Yan was making.

Yuan Yan was walking around his office like a trapped beast, he felt that he had been humiliated, and he wanted to find a way to get revenge.

However, he thought about it, and finally came to a conclusion: he is still too small, and the power in his hands is too small! If you want to retaliate against the editor-in-chief to the harvest, there is no possibility at all!

What to do?

After thinking about it, he felt that there was another way to try it now, and that was to contact well-known writers in his province and even other provinces in China to put pressure on Harvest Magazine.

What kind of heart does it have to harvest the long story of a little kid rather than the masterpieces of these well-known writers? He still doesn't believe that other writers will not be unbalanced.

Yuan Yan picked up the phone and began to combine vertically and horizontally according to the contact information on his phone book.

However, he made a round of phone calls and found that the old fellows were just talking to him in circles, and none of them were willing to join him in protesting to the harvest.

He was so deflated in his heart.

These sophisticated old bastards! What a special person is getting old! Just for the possibility of the front line in the harvest in the future, I don't want to offend the harvest magazine.

What's wrong with this world!

Is there no longer any justice in the human heart?

Yuan Yan sat down in his chair in a dejected manner, and the anger accumulated in his heart, making him uncomfortable.

Give Chairman Zhang a call and ask him what he thinks, if he can win Chairman Zhang's support, he can send a message to the harvest in the name of the Hexi Provincial Writers Association.

Yuan Yan thought so, picked up the phone, and hesitated again.

He doesn't have a very close relationship with Zhang Yi, chairman of the Hexi Provincial Writers Association, and he can only say that he can be justified on the face, will he support himself?

He thought about it and decided to give it a try.

It seems that Chairman Zhang has not been able to submit a manuscript in the harvest for several years, right? He probably wants to be back in Harvest magazine, right?

Squeeze the little kid down, so wouldn't a powerful faction like Zhang Yi have a great chance?

Yuan Yan knew that Zhang Yi had just finished writing a long story recently and was looking for a big journal to publish, could he try to gain it?

Yuan Yan believes in one principle: interests move people's hearts!

In order to win their own vital interests, what about harming the interests of others?

Thinking so, he dialed the phone number of Zhang Yi's office over there. Zhang Yi was really in the office, and the phone was picked up just after two rings.

"Hello Mr. Zhang! Haha, you're not busy, are you? Yuan Yan opened his mouth as an honorific title, and pretended to laugh heartily.

Over there, Zhang Yi, chairman of the Hexi Provincial Writers Association, heard Yuan Yan's voice, he was very strange, this Yuan Yan would actually call himself a teacher today, this is asking for himself, right?

Zhang Yi knew that Yuan Yan had been drilling and camping, and wanted to take himself down from the position of chairman of the Writers' Association, so he could climb up himself.

It's a pity that this Yuan's grim creative achievements are too poor, and he is completely a dou who can't be supported.

Is the chairmanship of the Writers' Association so easy to sit in? If you don't have some creative strength, I'm afraid no one will be convinced.

"Hello Mr. Yuan, what's the call?" Zhang Yi asked. (To be continued.) )