Monday, 18 February 2002, the weather was fine.

Nie Congcong rode a red Mulan motorcycle to work at the Friends of the Family Magazine at No. 52 Youyi East Road. It was very cold that day, Nie Congcong didn't wear a down jacket, only added a black coat to the white sweater, and the peach-colored skirt showed from the corners from time to time, faintly, with a gorgeous style, when she looked in the mirror, she couldn't help but be secretly happy, feeling that she had a little taste of Pan Jinlian.

When she arrived at the unit, it was only 8:30, only the door of the first large office was open, and very soft music came from inside, and she knocked softly on the door three times. A handsome boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes who is not tall and wears a suit came to open the door for her, and he asked, who are you looking for? Nie Congcong said, I am the new editor Nie Congcong. When he heard that it was a new editor, he immediately showed great enthusiasm and said, "I'm Poplar, come in and sit down." The director hasn't come for a while, you wait a minute, see how he arranges when he comes. After saying this, he sent a few magazines on his desk to Nie Congcong, this is our last few issues of magazines, you can read them first. Then he sat down in front of an old computer and started typing.

This office is about 20 square meters, and the skin of the wall is crumbling in some places, as if it will fall off immediately. There were six desks and four computers in the room, and through the glass door, you could see a pot of withered flowers on the balcony, lazily lit by the sun, lifeless. None of the desks were neat, each one was littered with magazines, and the whole room seemed messy and casual, without a bit of stereotype, like his own study.

After a while, a few more people came one after another, and Poplar enthusiastically introduced Nie Congcong to them, and after everyone greeted each other, they did not disperse immediately, but chatted for a while about the gossip of the weekend, and made tea for their beautiful cups, and then slowly moved to their desks, took scissors to open the envelopes on their desks one by one, some just swept them and threw them into the garbage can, some were neatly spread out beside them, and some laughed while watching, as if they had discovered a new world.

Nie Congcong sat next to her, reading magazines and watching them work, and she really fell in love with the editing industry from this moment. Freedom, sunshine, warmth and casualness, isn't this your ideal job? The rigor of this place and the hospital is completely one heaven, one underground, and most importantly, the people you see here every day are fresh and healthy, and each one of them looks beautiful, like a flowing landscape, which makes people feel that life is beautiful.

At about a little past nine o'clock, a man in a smoky yellow jacket pushed the door of the office open, squeezed in half of his body, and Bai Yang immediately said, Director, Nie Congcong has arrived, do you think she should sit on our side, or sit on your side? Hearing Bai Yang say this, Nie Congcong quickly stood up. The director looked at her and said, Nie Congcong, you sit in my office, you come with me. Nie Congcong returned the magazine to Bai Yang, carried his own things and followed the director.

The director's office is only more than ten square meters, there is a bookcase, four desks, one has a computer on it, the director's desk is at the door, it is also full of magazines, but it is much neater than the editorial department, there is a yellowed paper on the wall, the editing process is printed on it, the large ashtray on the table is very eye-catching, it is full of cigarette butts, and it feels like it is going to fall out at any time.

The director pointed to the empty table by the window and said, Nie Congcong, you can sit at that table. Nie Congcong agreed and walked over, the girl on the other side of the table saw a stranger sitting over, looked up at her, Nie Congcong smiled at her and said, I am new here, my name is Nie Congcong. The girl said, I know, my name is Yang Jing. When she spoke, there was no expression on her face, but her voice was sweet and her makeup was exquisite, and she was very good-looking. In particular, she has a mole under her left cheek, which makes her look vivid and cute even when she is expressionless.

The director said to them, "You two should read the new issue of the magazine in the morning, and when the editor-in-chief comes, let's have a meeting." This meeting is called the post-editorial meeting, which belongs to the last link of the publication of an issue. As time passed, the sunlight outside the window also moved in little by little, shining on the opposite wall, which was very comfortable, making a wire that walked crookedly not so annoying, and even reminded Nie Congcong of his mother-in-law's house where he lived when he was a child.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the editors of the first half of the magazine had a meeting, at this time, Nie Congcong knew about this recruitment, and the society recruited a total of three editors, one is her, one is Yang Jing, a bachelor's degree in journalism at Northwest University, and the other is Bai Lin, who is also a graduate student in the history department of a famous university in Northwest China. You don't have to think about it to know how fierce the competition will be.

After the editor-in-chief introduced the newcomers, this review will get to the point, first of all, the number of subscriptions to this issue has dropped by 15,000 compared with the previous issue, and the president has talked to him. He asked everyone to talk about their opinions on the journal and how they could improve the content of the next issue. Those love stories are recognized as good, and the manuscripts in other columns are mixed.

In the end, it was the turn of the three newcomers, Bai Lin said, I have not been in contact with magazines before, I only saw it today, I think it is very good, I will study more, and communicate with the teachers after I understand it; Although she is also a newcomer, as soon as Yang Jing opened her mouth, everyone found that she came prepared, she compared the positioning of several mainstream magazines, and then introduced the content characteristics of the new issues of these magazines, and finally came to a conclusion, editor-in-chief, our magazine is too earthy, you see that the protagonists are very poor, either riding bicycles, or selling vegetables, or contractors, or migrant workers who rent houses for three or four hundred yuan a month...... It's all the stories of such a group of people, and fashionable people don't read it at all. So, I suggest we add the content of the fashion section. While a group of editors were staring at each other, the editor-in-chief spoke, oh?! Is that so? Okay, starting from the next issue, the magazine will add 2-4 P fashion columns, and at present, Shan Dan is responsible for this piece, you two communicate and make a column planning plan for me. Following a good voice, I looked over and saw that the female editor who was sitting in the corner and agreed was none other than Shan Dan, the girl Nie Congcong saw downstairs for the first time.

Then, the editor-in-chief's gaze fell on Nie Congcong, and asked in an almost ridiculous tone, what about you? Nie Congcong, what's your opinion? At that time, you gave me a very good attitude. Nie Congcong blushed instantly.

As a new editor, she has no way to judge whether the other content is good or not, only how to read the stories of the gender column and how to make people feel uncomfortable. Nie Congcong later figured it out, it just made people feel dirty. Nie Congcong said, editor-in-chief, have you seen the Ming and Qing Dynasty erotic novels? When Nie Congcong said this, several female editors couldn't help but say "wow", and several male editors burst into laughter and started to coax directly. At that moment, the editor-in-chief was so embarrassed that he was about to die, almost embarrassed that he was about to commit cancer, he coughed twice, and immediately said that he hadn't read it. You continue. Nie Congcong continued to say seriously, Editor-in-chief, I have read this book, and I have read it many times. This book was previously listed as a banned book, not to mention whether the content is very yellow, but the text is very clean, and the SEX he writes is as simple and ordinary as dressing and eating, and it doesn't feel dirty at all when you read it. However, the story in that column of our magazine just makes people feel obscene. I'm a woman, and I'm the target audience for our magazine, and if I feel that way, so will other readers, so I hope we'll revamp this column a bit. It should be more enjoyable for female readers...... When Nie Congcong said this, he stopped, and the editor-in-chief asked, finished? Nie Congcong said, it's over. Well, you will be responsible for this column from the next issue, the number of column P will not change, and you will make a column planning plan. In addition, you are also responsible for the health column of the magazine, and you are studying medicine, so you should be able to grasp it better. Nie Congcong was stunned, and couldn't help but say, Editor-in-chief, I just came, and I'm not familiar with it, is this appropriate? The editor-in-chief glanced at everyone with his eyes and said, what's inappropriate? The principle of our magazine is that whoever thinks something bad will be on it, and make real good things to convince everyone. If you can put forward such an opinion at the conference, I believe you must have an idea that you are more familiar with, and this is how good editors grind out, and I hope you three don't think of yourself as newcomers. In the journal industry, there is no old or new, only innovation, continuous innovation is the mission of every editor, in addition, we are a life journal, we should not touch politics, do not touch pornography, these are two red lines, I hope we must remember here.

After the meeting, Nie Congcong heard the editor privately discuss, the magazine has added 4 fashion editions, I don't know which columns to be reduced, and the income of those editors without columns may be less, Nie Congcong only knew from this time that the editor's income is not only 800 yuan in addition to the basic salary of 800 yuan, other income is completely calculated by the amount of manuscripts, and these manuscripts are not about how much you have done, but how much you have done better than others, even if you have made 100,000 words a month, but, If there is no article that can compare with others, then you are wasting your effort, and the leader will criticize you for wasting his time......

On the first day of work, Nie Congcong met the editors Chu Jiang and Yurong, who he had envied before but had never seen before, and also saw the beauty and cruelty of the journal industry. But for Nie Congcong, these are nothing, the future is so beautiful, she has to work hard to go better!