Editor-in-Chief Xiao has been serving as the editor-in-chief of harvest for some years, and I haven't seen any kind of wonder

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. し

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 literary websites, 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 "trolls".

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 talking," 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

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

"I'm done. I don't know if Editor-in-Chief Xiao will listen to the advice of me, a loyal reader," Yuan Yan said aggressively.

Editor-in-Chief Xiao was so angry by this weird tone that he didn't laugh angrily: "Hehe, the harvest has its own editing principles, and it will not change its original intention because of a little voice from the outside world, thank you for your call, if you are fine." I hung up. ”

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

He thought, if I can manage the harvest, I will immediately take out all of you people, it's so infuriating. Shengsheng treats 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 publishing children's playful works?"

"Sir, I'm busy. I don't have time to tell you this, I'm sorry, I hung up. 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.

He rudely hung up on me

What a bad attitude

"Hula"

Yuan Yan swept his arm angrily, swept a lot of things on the table to the ground, and roared like an angry beast in the room: "Bastard, you are paralyzing something, you are angry with me"

The sound in the room alarmed the secretary outside, and the secretary knocked on the door tremblingly and came in and asked, "Dean Yuan." Something you command."

Yuan Yan was almost dizzy, stretched out his hand and pointed at his secretary, and his rogue temperament was revealed: "Get out of here, I won't call you." 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.

But he wanted to think about it. In the end, I came to a conclusion: I am still too small, and the power in my hands is too small, and I want to retaliate against the editor-in-chief who has gained it. It's not possible

What to do

After thinking about it, he felt that there was still a way to try it. That is, to contact well-known writers in this province and even other provinces in China, and put pressure on Harvest Magazine.

Harvest would rather send a little kid's long story than the masterpieces of these well-known writers, he doesn't believe what kind of heart he has, and 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 are so old and refined that they don't want to offend Harvest Magazine for the possibility of harvesting manuscripts in the future.

What's wrong with this world?

There is no longer any justice in the hearts of men?

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 still talk about it 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 Harvest for several years, and he probably wants to be re-featured in Harvest Magazine

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 it, so he could not 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.

"Teacher Zhang, haha, I'm not busy," 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, and he was very strange, this Yuan Yan would actually call himself a teacher today, this is for himself

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 position of the chairman of the Writers' Association so easy to sit on, if you don't have any creative strength, I'm afraid no one will be convinced.

"Hello Mr. Yuan, why are you calling?" asked Zhang Yi.

Yuan Yan Yan said: "What kind of young genius's masterpiece is about to be published in the evening newspaper today, Mr. Zhang has read it, I don't know what you think."

"This is a great joy in the literary circle of Henan, which indicates the birth of another literary student force in our province, I am very excited after reading it, and I am thinking about whether to pull Xiao Fei into the association." As soon as Yuan Yan opened his mouth, Zhang Yi knew what he was going to pull, this was pink eye and a serious attack, so he opened his mouth to praise Xiao Fei.

Zhang Yi's attitude surprised Yuan Yanyan.

Nima your own interests have been violated and you are still full of praise for that kid brainless yuan thought angrily.

"Teacher Zhang, do you think a little fart kid can write a good long story, that's completely impossible, it's just nonsense?"

"Teacher Yuan, I don't think so, people can't look good, the sea can't fight, young people are terrifying, don't underestimate them, hehehe, if Teacher Yuan has nothing to do, then I'll hang up the phone, and I'm still busy with things at hand."

Yuan Yan was dumbfounded, he didn't expect Zhang Yi to have such an attitude. He felt once again that he couldn't understand the current human heart.

This old troll now feels that the whole world is full of malice towards him. To be continued