Let's say that Qian Guoyun went to Chongming Island with a group of friends that day.

Naturally, it was he who had a treat.

After he received the notice of the manuscript of "Harvest", he was so excited that he burst into tears, and he thought to himself, the sky finally lived up to me, and finally gave me a chance to come out.

Yes! In the eyes of almost all writers, being able to harvest and publish a long novel is definitely a huge achievement, enough to help the writer gain a place in the domestic literary world.

If it is launched by the harvest and triggers public opinion, it will be even more remarkable, and it may really become famous in one fell swoop.

Qian Guoyun has been writing for more than 20 years.

There are a lot of works, but the reputation is really not big, and there are almost no influential works.

The reason why he is holding back his strength to post a long story on the harvest is that he wants to fight again and strive to make a name for himself before and after.

After all, he was fifty years old.

It's also about to get old.

has been writing for half his life, and he is still neither popular nor black, which makes him arrogant how can he bear it.

He attaches too much importance to the opportunity to post blockbuster works on the harvest, so when he receives the notification from the harvest, his whole person falls into ecstasy.

He told almost all of his friends and relatives the good news.

Everyone was also happy for him, thinking that he was a late bloomer, and finally waited for his own opportunity.

As a result, many people shouted for Qian Guoyun to treat him, and Qian Guoyun naturally refused to accept it.

In the past few days since he got the notice of the harvest draft, Qian Guoyun has been inviting different people to dinner every day, and he has been enjoying people's praise and popularity every day.

His novel, which will be published in Harvest, soon caught the attention of the Shanghai Literature and Art Society, which has decided to sign an agreement with Qian Guoyun to publish his book.

Qian Guoyun can be described as a spring breeze.

On this day, he once again made an appointment with a group of friends in the sub-literary circle to go to Chongming to play.

This time. It was these friends who celebrated the fortune of the country in advance.

They agreed that when they arrived on the island, they would first go fishing, then eat a peasant meal, and finally hold a small discussion on Qian Guoyun's works.

Under the awning, the group fished and talked.

Unconsciously. They talked about Xiao Fei.

One person said: "Old Qian, you are quite lucky to be able to publish a long article on the harvest this time." ”

"Why do you say that?" Qian Guoyun was a little displeased.

He wants people to recognize his strength rather than luck.

"You think! How many novels can I publish in a year? How many novels did last year's harvest send for Xiao Fei? The reason why your long story can be sent out is because Xiao Fei doesn't have a new work now, if he has a new long story, I guess this work of yours will still have to be pushed back, and it will be a matter of whether it can be sent out in terms of harvest. The man said.

As soon as this question comes out, everyone thinks about it carefully. It's true, even if you add a special number of novels, you can publish more than a dozen novels in a year.

And in just over a year after Xiao Fei's debut, the harvest has been 4 or 5 novels for Xiao Fei alone! How many other writers' publishing resources are squeezed out!

Of course, everyone agrees that Xiao Fei's novels are indeed very well written.

However, everyone also thinks that it is not authentic to harvest like this. As a large literary journal in China, how can it pour so many publishing resources on one writer? No matter what, you have to give other writers and other newcomers more opportunities, right?

Everyone has complaints.

"Less than two years. It's definitely not normal to publish so many long stories for a young writer. Another writer said indignantly.

"However, Xiao Fei's works are popular with readers, and magazines like to publish them in order to increase sales, so there is no way to do it." Qian Guoyun shrugged and said.

"Alas! Don't talk about it, I want to post a manuscript on the harvest in the future. It's only getting harder and harder, I see, you don't have to harvest long stories in the future, pick up short stories and give them, and. There are so many large-scale literary periodicals in China, such as contemporary, people's literature, and Beijing literature, none of which are worse than harvest, so why hang yourself on the harvest tree. Another writer said.

"I think that the harvest is still relatively fair, as long as the manuscript is good, the harvest will be willing to be sent, everyone can't be discouraged by the harvest, write well, I think everyone has a chance to harvest." Qian Guoyun said with a smile that he was in a good mood.

Except for him, none of these people have posted articles on the harvest!

They are all frustrated.

So, he has a sense of superiority in front of them.

"I admit this, the harvest is indeed to recognize the manuscript and not the person, but it is a national publication, its responsibility is to cultivate potential young writers in the country, and prosper the country's literary creation, it cannot forget its own duty for its own benefit!" Someone said bitterly.

"However, the harvest now does not need a penny of the state's expenses for running a magazine, its funds for running a journal are self-raised, it is by selling magazines to survive, and the best manuscripts are issued, so that readers can enjoy the most luxurious reading feast, in order to make themselves live better, I think, harvest this is not wrong." Qian Guoyun said with a smile.

"Okay, old money, the harvest helped you post a long article, you naturally speak for it, you don't want to fight us losers, we just complain." A writer said with a smile.

At this moment, Qian Guoyun's mobile phone rang.

When he saw it, it turned out to be the number of the editorial department.

He remembers all the phone calls of the editorial department very well.

Qian Guoyun hurriedly got up and walked to the side, pressed the answer button and said with a smile: "Hello! I'm Qian Guoyun! ”

"Hello Mr. Qian, I'm the harvested Xiaocheng." Editor Cheng's heart raced and said. He could hear that Qian Guoyun was in a good mood.

He said in his heart, as soon as this matter is said, it is estimated that Qian Guoyun's fortune will turn sunny to cloudy.

"Ahh Hello, hello Mr. Cheng! What indication do you have? Please speak! Qian Guoyun spoke loudly into the microphone. He did it on purpose, wanting to be heard by the gang of writers not far away.

This also shows that I am familiar with the editors who have harvested.

Editor Cheng is the director of the editorial department, and he still has a lot of power in the editorial department.

He had to have a good relationship with him.

Those writers not far away saw Qian Guoyun go to the side to answer the phone, but no one really paid attention to it, and when they heard Qian Guoyun call the other party "Teacher Cheng", someone said: "It seems that Director Cheng of the harvest called him." ”

"It seems that Qian Guoyun has a good relationship with Editor-in-Chief Xiao and Director Cheng."

The crowd talked with envy.

"Mr. Qian, I want to tell you something."

"What's the matter? Mr. Cheng, what do you say? ”

"That's the case, our magazine is going to publish an important work in the spring and summer volume of the long-form special issue, so I'm afraid that your long article that was originally planned to be published will be postponed, and our editor-in-chief Xiao said that we will help you publish it in the magazine as soon as possible, and I won't let you wait for a long time." Cheng Editor has some issues, Ai Ai said.

"Huh?! What the? What did you say? Qian Guoyun was stunned.

He couldn't believe his ears.

The notice of the manuscript has been sent, and the issue of publication has been informed, and now, I actually told myself that because I wanted to release a heavyweight work, I directly withdrew my work and postponed it.

How could he accept this?

These days, he is making a lot of noise about the fact that he is about to post a manuscript on the harvest, and if the final manuscript can't be posted, then he will lose his face!

Qian Guoyun was extremely embarrassed.

There was still a trace of luck in his heart, maybe he heard it wrong?

"Mr. Qian, I originally planned to send your long article, but I can't send it temporarily, you can understand it, I can't send it in this issue, and there will still be a chance later." Cheng editor said.

Qian Guoyun's face turned pale all of a sudden, and he was even a little shaky.

This is the greatest humiliation to myself!

The manuscript, which has been painstakingly revised for so long, is sure to be sent, and now it's good that the cooked duck has also flown away.

I have gained a lot of backlogs, if this issue can't be published, I don't know what year and month it will be postponed!

"Which party is sacred to send an important manuscript, and it has to take down the manuscript that has already been arranged?" Qian Guoyun tried his best to suppress his anger and asked.

Editor Cheng hesitated.

"Teacher Qian, don't you need to talk about this?" He decided to irritate the poor man less.

"Nope! I want to hear who put my manuscript down! I'd like to see what you're messing around! Qian Guoyun suppressed his voice and said in an almost roaring voice.

"Mr. Qian, you are not the only one who has been temporarily removed from the manuscript, there are other people, please be considerate, we really hope to pull the number of subscriptions and sales of our magazine in the middle of the year, you know, we will start the book subscription work soon." Cheng editor said.

"I don't care, I just want to know, what is sacred about my manuscript!" Qian Guoyun roared.

"It's Xiao Fei, he handed over a new novel of his to our magazine, and after reading it with the editor-in-chief, we all think that this novel is an epoch-making masterpiece, and we hope to send this manuscript out as soon as possible, that's it, please understand." Editor Cheng said with a smile.

Xiao Fei?

It's Xiao Fei again!

It's a shame that he was still talking cool things just now, and it turned out to be Xiao Fei's new work that ruined the opportunity he had gained.

Qian Guoyun hated this in his heart!

"I remember that Xiao Fei just released a "Alive" on the harvest at the end of last year, right? It's only been less than half a year, and he has a new work? In such a short time, he was able to write an epoch-making masterpiece? Hahaha! Don't you think that's funny? An epoch-making masterpiece! Phew! Behold! You are just being held hostage by this little fart-child, you really treat him as a god, he writes a wordless heavenly book, I think you will also use it as a treasure! ”

Qian Guoyun roared loudly: "I don't care! I don't care about you bullshit! Now that you've agreed to send me a long article and sent me a notice of drafting, you have to send it to me! (To be continued.) )