Sending the guests away, Editor Cheng's mood was quite uneasy.

Recently, he has been worried about a lot. A well-known old writer sent him a new novel not long ago, and he had taken a cursory look at it and felt that it was not very well written, and many places were not satisfactory.

He himself felt that this author's book was not qualified to be published in his own publication, but because of the situation, he felt that he should try his best to save this work and not break the heart of the old writer.

So, after careful consideration, he gave the author a large piece of advice.

Sprinkle thousands of words of opinion.

It took a lot of his effort.

According to Editor Cheng's opinion, the writer's new book is almost overturned. But after the overhaul, the quality of the work will be greatly improved, and it may really become an influential masterpiece. Even if the harvest can't be distributed, other literary journals will want it.

But what he didn't expect was that after the old writer received his letter, he lost his temper, thinking that he was picking bones in eggs and had nothing to do. The old writer thinks that his book belongs to his own painstaking work, and it is a new height of his own creation, how can he make a big change?

Don't change!

Not a word is changed!

If the harvest is good, then it will be published, and if it is not good, forget it.

The old writer's posture was very tough, and he even went to the editor-in-chief Xiao, of course, what he got was still negative, so the old writer got angry and vowed never to harvest the manuscript in the future.

There are a lot of messes like this.

It's hard to be a harvest editor, you have to face all kinds of favors and even sugar-coated shells, and if you want to reject inferior works, you have to offend people often.

Editor Cheng is not afraid of offending people, one thing he feels terrible now is: in the past two years, the pace of harvesting and launching potential newcomers has become slower and slower, and those who are active in the journal are familiar faces.

Sitting on the chair, Editor Cheng sighed, he was too lazy to do routine work, and thought to himself, let's finish reading Xiao Fei's long story that I just read at the beginning.

The value of a book can often be judged by looking at the beginning.

But Cheng Bian has also seen many works that are written very well at the beginning, but in the back, the pen is not enough, the quality is seriously reduced, and the example is miserable.

For a young man like Xiao Fei, he is not very at ease.

Xiao Fei's writing has nothing to say, it is already good, the key is the layout of the novel, the character building, and the development of the story are all very huge projects, I don't know if Xiao Fei can control it.

He made a cup of tea, calmed down, and began to read on.

Seeing this, he spent most of the day, sitting motionless in his seat, and finished the manuscript in one go. Of course, this reading is only a rough reading, not a rigorous review.

At this time, Editor Cheng just put himself in the position of an ordinary reader, dragged by the joys and sorrows of the characters in the storyline, and kept turning the pages backwards, unable to stop at all.

After reading it, he looked at the time, it was already more than 4 o'clock in the afternoon, and he didn't even eat lunch, at this time he was hungry and his stomach couldn't stop protesting.

But Editor Cheng didn't have the heart to find something to eat, he thought, he had to recommend this manuscript to the editor-in-chief as soon as possible, so that the editor-in-chief could take a look at it.

It's been a long time since I've read such a good manuscript that can motivate me to read! After reading the book, his emotions were still immersed in the story in the book.

Editor Cheng got up, held the manuscript, got up, came to the editor-in-chief's room, and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

A capable female voice came from the room.

After entering the room, Editor Cheng said to the editor-in-chief sitting behind the desk: "Editor-in-Chief Xiao, I have found a genius work, the author is only a 19-year-old boy, I have finished reading this manuscript, and I will now send it to you for review......

"Then put it on my desk first, I'll look back." Editor-in-Chief Xiao was writing something, looked up and smiled, and said.

Editor-in-chief Xiao is in his early forties, with short hair, a pair of short-sighted glasses, and a soft face with a tough face. Editor Cheng is a very picky person, if this work can be favored by him, it should not be much worse.

Wait, is the author a 19-year-old?

Editor-in-Chief Xiao realized something, and she saw that Editor Cheng had sat down on the chair in front of her desk, and the manuscript was still in his hand, as if she had something to say.

She shook her head, put the pen down, and asked, "Is the author really only 19 years old?" ”

Editor Cheng nodded: "It's called Xiao Fei, Dai Houying brought it over, this kid's prose is also very good, and his language skills are extraordinary." ”

"Oh, then I'll have to take a good look." Editor-in-Chief Xiao became very interested, and reached out to take the manuscript in Editor Cheng's hand and flipped through it.

Editor Cheng sat in a chair and paid attention to the editor-in-chief's situation, and he found that she was a little careless at first, but then her expression became focused, and she couldn't help but feel a little proud.

As a pure literary editor, if you can discover and cultivate a new author with great potential, it will bring you a great sense of accomplishment for editors.

Editor-in-chief Xiao read very quickly, turning dozens of pages of the manuscript in ten minutes.

She found that Xiao Cheng was right, this young author's writing is really good, it is hard to read, and the language narrates the overall situation of the story and controls the depth of thought.

Such a skill is that some famous artists who have written for decades have not grasped it well.

It's really a masterpiece.

Editor-in-Chief Xiao couldn't put it down, although she only watched the beginning, she believed that the rest must be as wonderful as the beginning.

"It's really well written, but it's terrifying!" Editor-in-Chief Xiao put down the manuscript and nodded excitedly.

"Does the editor-in-chief think it's okay to publish?" Editor Cheng asked.

"Of course! Why didn't such a good novel be published in our magazine? Editor-in-Chief Xiao raised his eyebrows.

Editor Cheng smiled bitterly: "We already have a lot of backlogs, right?" If you are in line, I don't know when it will be. ”

It is only published 6 times a year, and there are occasionally two novels in one issue, and it can be published at most seven or eight novels in a year.

"You can go to the premise, of course, you have to publish it according to the quality, such a good long story, and the author is so young, of course, it must be launched first!" Editor-in-chief Xiao said decisively.

"At present, the people in line are all famous domestic artists, and they are not easy to mess with, aren't the editors-in-chief afraid that they will complain?" Cheng said.

"The harvest is based only on the quality of the work, not the author's fame—but if only there was a way to get the best of both worlds." Editor-in-Chief Xiao said thoughtfully.

"How about launching a 'Novel Issue' now?" Editor Cheng restated Xiao Fei's proposal.