It is estimated that the July issue of "New Youth" will not be published as scheduled. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoIf that's the case, it means that New Youth is really going to cease publication.

Li Dazhao sat in the editing room. It's not his office, but it's now a battleground for him. He was constantly reading last month's manuscript to pick out a few good articles. But after some hard work, Li Dazhao had to face the reality -- the standard of these articles was far from meeting the requirements of the New Youth.

As the most critical magazine at present, New Youth requires not only good writing, but more importantly, a very profound warning significance.

The editors of the new youth left en masse, and it was really difficult to find editors for a while. Moreover, several long-term authors have also been poached, and the current new youth can be said to be at the end of the road. If it weren't for the fact that he still had a little illusion about the future, Li Dazhao would probably have given up on insistence.

It doesn't matter if I don't have an editor, I review the manuscript myself, and it doesn't matter if I don't have a main writer, I just find good articles from many submissions.

But that's easier said than done. Although Li Dazhao has the ability to review manuscripts, almost none of these manuscripts are what he wants. Even if a few of them are good, they are not enough to support the entire magazine.

Not every article in a magazine is a standout, but there must be at least two or three articles to support the entire magazine's façade. Li Dazhao did not find such works from many submitted articles.

He stretched and looked at his watch, it was twelve o'clock in the evening. Just now, my wife called me once and learned that he was still in the newspaper office and planned to spend the night in the newspaper office, so she didn't continue to bother him. Now that Li Dazhao calmed down and thought about it carefully, he couldn't help but feel a burst of guilt.

I have been married to my wife for a year, but I have never taken my wife out to travel, and I have never given any gifts during the New Year's holidays, and I know that I am busy with magazines all day long.

Even if he is down and at a low point now, his wife still has no complaints. Thinking of this, Li Dazhao felt that he was too much of a bastard, how could he let his wife stay alone in the empty room?

He quickly cleaned up, then turned off the device and drove home.

Li Dazhao's house is in the suburbs, and the air is very good, but at night, there are too many insects and the cry is very strong.

Because he thought that his wife might have fallen asleep, Li Dazhao slowed down as much as possible and slowly drove the car into the yard.

The second floor was brightly lit, apparently my wife forgot to turn off the lights. Li Dazhao thought to himself.

He cautiously opened the door and entered, and walked into the living room. The living room on the first floor was not lit, so Li Dazhao took out his mobile phone to illuminate it, and then tiptoed up to the second floor. His footsteps stopped at the doorway of the room, his body stiffening.

The room's muffled wife's cries and a man's irrepressible gasps could be heard. Both of them were deliberately keeping their voices down, as if they were afraid of being heard by their neighbors.

Li Dazhao's neighbors are also a middle-aged couple, and the two houses are only separated by a big tree. In order to allow his children and his wife to enjoy a better environment, the man has a successful career, so he moves from a high-end apartment in the city to the suburbs. However, their family has no relationship with Li Dazhao's family. Because the neighbor's male owner is called Huang Haibing, who is the editor-in-chief of Shanghai Literature and Art Publishing House.

And "Big Novel" under Shanghai Literature and Art Publishing House is a sworn enemy of "New Youth". Although now "New Youth" has declined.

The voice of Li Dazhao's wife came from the room, very gentle, like honey, which made people feel sweet. But at this moment, this voice drilled into Li Dazhao's ears, but it was like a sharp blade.

She was calling the man's name: "Marine." ”

Li Dazhao knew what kind of disgusting scene he could see as soon as he opened the door, but he didn't. He just sat with his back against the cold wall, letting the unbearable voices linger in his head.

He lit a cigarette and puffed it out. The smoke rings are off-white and noticeable even in bright light.

There were things he thought he could see clearly, but in reality he had been acting like a blind man. From his wife's excited screams, he knew it wouldn't be the effect of the drug. From Huang Haibing's uncontrollable exuberant shouts, he also knew how his wife was happy under his crotch.

This is a shame for a man, but it is a great medicine for him Li Dazhao. He finally understood why Huang Haibing moved here to be his neighbor for no reason, and finally knew why his wife loved to go for a morning jog so much......

Never mind. Li Dazhao told himself that without women, I still have a literary dream. Without a wife, I still have "New Youth".

The door was opened, and Huang Haibing walked out with Li Dazhao's wife. Seeing a few cigarette butts on the ground and the haggard man on his face, both of them were full of shock.

"Husband, you, why are you back?" Li Dazhao's wife asked, her voice trembling a little.

After looking at the naked dog men and women, Li Dazhao threw the last cigarette on the ground, stepped on it with his foot, and then looked up at his wife and said, "If I don't come back, I don't know how long I will be hidden from you." ”

His tone was flat, as if he didn't care at all. A hint of anger rose on his wife's face, Yang Mi, because Li Dazhao's expression made her feel like a worthless cousin. She said angrily: "Hmph, even if you don't come back, you will know soon, because I have already decided to divorce you." ”

People who work in literature may be emotional, but once a person is too emotional in books, he will be more rational in reality. Li Dazhao still said flatly: "Really? Do you know that your current situation is to leave the house? ”

Yang Mi sneered a few times: "As long as I can divorce you, I will be thankful, what else do you have that I can take away?" ”

Li Dazhao now has nothing, and his house is mortgaged to the bank, what else does he have but a dying magazine?

Huang Haibing coughed: "That, brother, don't be too impulsive, after all, Yang Mi is also your wife, and she has been with you for so many years, and if you say divorce, you will divorce, which is too unkind." ”

"If I don't divorce her, how can you sleep with her openly?" Li Dazhao's tone was so flat that he could kill a good-tempered person.

Yang Mi was furious, and stepped forward to raise her hand to slap Li Dazhao. Li Dazhao grabbed her wrist and said with a smile: "Although your hand is dirty, I still have to grab it because I don't want it to hit me in the face." ”

After speaking, he shook it hard, and Yang Mi fell to the ground.

Huang Haibing hurriedly helped Yang Mi up. Yang Mi stood up and shouted angrily: "I'm really fed up with you, divorce, divorce immediately!" ”

"I can't ask for it." Li Dazhao said and walked into the room, opened the wardrobe, and threw Yang Mi's clothes to the ground one by one, saying as he threw them, "You'd better take away your skins disguised as humans, otherwise, I will burn them in the courtyard." ”

Those were designer clothes, oh my god, how could he do that to her designer clothes? Yang Mi pounced like a hungry dog to pick up the clothes on the ground, and then stuffed them all into a suitcase.

After throwing away the clothes, Li Dazhao began to throw shoes, and then cosmetics, in short, as long as it wasn't his, he threw it on the ground.

In the end, he threw the sheet on Yang Mi: "Take this stinky sheet away, and when you cry in the future, you can at least use it to wipe your tears." ”

Yang Mi left with her own things under the escort of Huang Haibing.

There was a woman standing in the courtyard, and a little girl about ten years old. The woman stepped forward and slapped Huang Haibing, and the little girl stepped forward and kicked Yang Mi. After Huang Haibing pushed the woman, he slapped the little girl: "You little thing is the same as your mother, you are a dominatrix." ”

The woman sat on the ground in pain, and the little girl held her with her thin arms.

A man on the second floor was smoking, and the smoke was billowing out, as if it was going to burn the house.