Chapter Eighty-Five: The Editor-in-Chief's Exclamation!
Editorial Department of "Martial Arts Jianghu".
"Editor Xia Fei, why did I withdraw from the editor-in-chief after a day and a half?"
Editor Xia Fei listened to the questioning voice on the phone, and his face was helpless.
On the other side of the phone, it is the very famous Qing (Chunchūn) school martial artist Qin Jian Wushuang.
This time the essay on martial arts rivers and lakes was divided into several sections when it was announced on the website.
One is the storage of ordinary writers, this is much simpler, after the editor's review, it will be announced on the website directly in chronological order.
Generally, the storage is late, and it is directly ranked at the end.
But a martial arts master like Qin Jian Wushuang will definitely not be treated like this, and their books enjoy preferential treatment, such as the editor-in-chief he said strongly recommends.
At the top of the page, the qualifications of the writer are introduced, and then the large picture of the work is added, and the following is the editor-in-chief's comment on this book.
Originally, this was the rotation of Qin Jian Wushuang and Changting Gudao and others, but this time it was his turn, and he was withdrawn after only a day and a half, how can he bear it?
"Qin Jian, you wait first, I'll report this matter to the editor-in-chief!"
Editor Xia Fei immediately reassured.
These famous artists are all big names, and the website allows a special person to receive them, and he is responsible for receiving this peerless piano.
Soon, Xia Fei came to the editor-in-chief's office.
The editor-in-chief is an old man in his fifties, he has gray hair, wears a navy blue robe, and there is an ancient sword model hanging in the room, which is full of ancient rhyme, and you can see his infinite (hot rè) (love ài) for martial arts.
"Editor-in-chief, it's about the book "Qinxia Swordsman", the editor-in-chief strongly recommends that there is still half a day, it may be a staff error, so I changed it early!"
Xia Fei pondered the wording for a moment, and then said.
"Oh, you're talking about the book "The Piano Swordsman"? It is indeed a work above the level, and since the station, the response has been extremely (hot) ......"
The editor-in-chief nodded, indicating that he still knew which books were outstanding for so long.
"Well, I'll make a phone call and ask the editorial department to exchange his book back!"
As he spoke, the editor-in-chief called the editorial team and asked the editor in charge of changing the recommendation to change the book back.
The editor-in-chief holding the earpiece exclaimed, "What? "Xiao Li Flying Knife" was personally replaced by Editor-in-Chief Wang? ”
"Lao Wang? What is he crazy about? ”
When Xia Fei heard this, it was Lao Wang who withdrew the seed book he was responsible for, and he was immediately unhappy.
Lao Wang is also one of the old people left over from the martial arts rivers and lakes, and he is about the same age as the editor-in-chief, but in the eyes of a cutting-edge editor like Xia Fei, he is old and incompetent, unable to eat the ancients, and cannot keep up with the times.
Otherwise, with a huge station, the giant of the original realm would not have fallen to the point where it is still struggling.
If it weren't for Watermelon Satellite TV taking the lead in collecting essays this time, the website of martial arts Jianghu would have been completely swept into the dust of history in a few years.
"Don't worry, Lao Wang will come over soon!"
The editor-in-chief picked up the tea bowl, took a sip of tea, and said.
Lao Wang's (性xìng) son, the editor-in-chief still knows, is honest and serious, and will not do anything nonsensical (情qíng).
After a while, an old man with reading glasses walked in.
"Lao Wang, tell me honestly, did anyone give you benefits, so you specially treated me like this?"
Xia Fei stood up and looked at Lao Wang quite unconvinced.
This time, several editors-in-chief, each in charge of a seed book, if the one he brought has less exposure, he may lag behind the other books in the data competition.
"Lao Li! This "Xiao Li Flying Knife" is a good work! ”
Lao Wang didn't seem to hear Xia Fei's words, and looked at the old editor-in-chief excitedly and said.
"What "Xiao Li Flying Knife"?"
Xia Fei didn't quite understand what Lao Wang was talking about, and he didn't know that it was a book called "Xiao Li Flying Knife" that topped the position of Qin Jian Wushuang.
"Oh? I haven't had time to see it yet, but hearing what you say from Lao Wang has aroused my curiosity! ”
The editor-in-chief was surprised and said that he knew how high Lao Wang's vision was, and since he had been in the past few years, there had never been a book that could enter his eyes and make an exception for him to use the editor-in-chief's authority, which made some new editors think that he was a miscellaneous worker.
"Lao Li, you have to take a good look! I haven't seen such a work for more than ten years, and it's definitely a masterpiece! ”
Lao Wang said excitedly.
Hearing Lao Wang's repeated emphasis, the editor-in-chief was eager to read this book, so he found Xiao Li's flying knife on the website, and then clicked on it: "The cold wind is like a knife, using the earth as a chopping board, and treating all living beings as fish (meat ròu)." Thousands of miles of snow will make the sky a furnace, and dissolve all things into silver. The snow will stop, the wind is unsettled, and a carriage comes from the north, and the rolling wheels crush the ice and snow on the ground, but it cannot crush the loneliness between heaven and earth. Li Xunhuan yawned, stretched his two long legs as far as possible on the soft mink, although the trunk was very warm and comfortable, but this journey was too long, too lonely, he not only felt tired, but also felt very disgusted, what he hated in his life was loneliness, but he often lived with loneliness......"
"It's a really good work! The story is twists and turns, thrilling, exciting, grateful, incisive, and full of the philosophy of life in the world. Although he writes martial arts, he wins with (情qíng). In particular, the love between men and women (情qíng) is the most heartwarming and touching, which can be called a wonderful work with great ornamental value and high artistic value...... This desert lonely smoke can't be an old man who is as old as us, right? ”
After reading the first 30,000 words, the old editor-in-chief's wrinkled face turned red, and he sighed sincerely.
In the opinion of the old editor-in-chief, this "Xiao Li Flying Knife" is definitely not something that a young man can write, although it is only a short 30,000 words, but he sees a sincere feeling (情qíng) and insight into all the life philosophy from it!
"Lao Li, do you still blame me for why I got this book to be recommended by the editor-in-chief?" Lao Wang laughed, and said with some pity in an instant: "It's a pity that this "Xiao Li Flying Knife" was thrown too late!" The other books, the earliest of which have been published on the website for a month, will be screened for a week starting tomorrow, and if it doesn't make it into the top 100, then the first round will be eliminated! ”
The old editor-in-chief nodded, he finally understood why Lao Wang made an exception to let the editor-in-chief of "Xiao Li Flying Knife" strongly recommend, he really cherished this work and hoped that it would go further, and even broke the rules that he had adhered to for decades!
"The writing of this "Xiao Li Flying Knife" is really sophisticated, but it is a little out of line with the mainstream, it is too abusive, I am worried that I will not be able to get results!"
Xia Fei took a look at "Xiao Li Flying Knife" and found that the writing was not black, but he felt that the protagonist was a bit of a virgin, simply put, he was abusing the master, the protagonist had strength, but he hadn't shown it much, and he was very aggrieved.
It is somewhat inconsistent with the current popular flat and white ones.
"Then we'll let time tell!"
The editor-in-chief and Lao Wang didn't explain much, just looked at each other and smiled.
This one, like a jar of wine for aging, made the two old 'martial arts fans' rediscover the taste of martial arts!