On October 15, 2001, Nie Congcong officially left the hospital and began to live a life of only reading and writing every day. All the relatives will say to her with regret when they see her, Cong Cong, your baby has too many good days, such a good job in the hospital, you actually quit with your words, your father just looked forward to you, and you ...... As long as others talk about their father, Nie Congcong has nothing to say, he knows how hard it has been for his father to raise her and her sister alone for so many years. She can only turn around and leave silently, for her relatives, she has no intention of explaining, and she doesn't have to explain, they only know work, they don't know that a person has dreams in addition to work, the most important thing at the moment is to write more manuscripts and let herself grow up as soon as possible.

At that time, the number of periodicals was not so large, writing could not be a profession, and everyone needed a formal job to support their daily lives.

Nie Congcong, who has no formal job, is very diligent, whether it is in a newspaper or a magazine, as long as she sees an invitation letter, she will write it out and print it and send it over. At that time, computers were still a luxury, very few people had an Internet at home, and they went to Internet cafes when they needed to access the Internet, QQ and e-mail were not yet popular, and editors needed to travel all over the country to make appointments, so the media people at that time were really a family.

At the end of October, Nie Congcong's five articles appeared in the column of the local evening newspaper in succession, becoming the last author of the column of the unnamed female writer, and she began to slowly become famous in the circle.

Young Nie Congcong didn't think about the future, or rather, she felt that her future was her current life, and she couldn't think of anything further, and she was writing and writing every day. The father who loved him laughed at her, my family is so powerful, I became a family member so early, I sit at home every day, and I have time to go out and walk around, I don't expect you to support the family! Yes, her father didn't expect her to support the family, but, not to mention that there are many famous families in Chang'an City, but the editors of several big magazines such as "Girlfriend", "Family Friend", and "Lover", no matter which one is pulled out casually, they all write good articles, and when they think about it, Nie Congcong feels a lot of pressure. It is indeed not easy to fight a way out of this place where there are many masters.

One afternoon, Nie Congcong had dinner, and suddenly her pager received a Chinese message, Mr. Qin asked you to call back 029728xxx. Nie Congcong didn't know who it was when he thought about it, and there weren't many people who knew his pager number, unless it was the editor of a magazine or newspaper. Nie Congcong was very happy at the thought of being a magazine editor, but she didn't have a landline phone at home, and mobile phones were still something that only a few people had, and pagers were the most commonly used communication tools. She immediately ran to the commissary at the gate of the courtyard and called Mr. Qin back from the public phone. The phone was connected, and a nice male voice came from the phone, he said that he was the editor of an XX magazine, his name was Qin Ge, and he received her submission. Her writing skills are good, but the story is a little flat, which is not suitable. He suggested that she submit to another magazine, and told her the name of the magazine, hoping that she would submit it to him again if she had a suitable manuscript in the future.

Nie Congcong was overjoyed, Qin Ge was the editor of a well-known local magazine, and his ability to call to make an appointment was a recognition of her ability, indicating that he was right to work hard in this direction. Later, Nie Congcong did the editing himself, and he learned that the practice of qin song was the most commonly used work routine for editors, but for Nie Congcong at that time, it was really a joy from the sky.

Later, Nie Congcong also submitted several more manuscripts to Qin Ge, and under the guidance of Qin Ge, she quickly understood how to understand the style of the magazine by reading the content of the magazine and the invitation letter of the magazine, and found her own suitable column and editor to write the manuscript that the magazine needed. Soon, the thousand-word emotional essay written by Nie Congcong has reached more than 90% in the magazine edited by Qin Ge.

Not long after the Spring Festival of the second year, one afternoon, Qin Ge said to Nie Congcong, our magazine is recruiting editors, do you want to try it? Nie Congcong said, I'll think about it. Speaking of consideration, in fact, Nie Congcong himself is very weak-minded, every editor of Qin Ge's magazine writes good articles, the words are so beautiful, the stories are so dazzling, and every article is gorgeous and sad. Every time Nie Congcong read those articles, he felt so lost, as if he had never been young.

After hesitating, Nie Congcong still said to Qin Ge, I don't think I'm very capable and don't have the courage to try. I still want to be a good writer. Qin Ge said that it is very hard to be a writer, because you are outside the circle, you don't know the core of the magazine, and the editor-in-chief's ideas will change from time to time. As a writer, you do a lot of useless work, and what do you use to solve life problems? You can't keep your family supporting you! Nie Congcong was silent, in the end, she didn't have the courage to defend anything.

After a few more days, Qin Ge called Nie Congcong again and said, Another magazine on our road is also looking for editors, why don't you try it, you are very good at storytelling, and the writing style is very simple, which is very suitable for them. I think you have to try, and if you try, if you don't succeed, you'll still be the same person you are, and you won't die. What are you afraid of? This clean and elegant, a boy who looks a little like Lu can say such things, it can be seen that he is extremely angry, Nie Congcong couldn't help laughing, okay, okay, you see that you hate me like iron, I am ashamed to die. I'll give it a try, like you said, it can't kill people anyway.

In the afternoon of the next day, Nie Congcong printed his resume and brought a few magazines that had published his articles to apply for a job in the Friends of Home magazine recommended by Qin Ge.

The magazine is in an old-fashioned dry rest house, the sign with black letters on a white background is hung at the door, because the time is a little long, it looks very old, only the copperplate of No. 52 Youyi Road with black characters on a yellow background is more solemn, she asked the staff on duty at the door, only to know that the magazine has to go from the door to the innermost line.

After going around, Nie Congcong finally stopped in front of the small building full of dead vines, there was no one downstairs, and he was worried about seeing a girl wearing a black sweater and a plaid long skirt, her hair was black and straight, and her eyes were bright, which made people think of a deer, standing in front of that dilapidated small building shining, giving people an amazing feeling.

It seems that the beautiful girl is the editor of this magazine, Nie Congcong stepped forward to ask, she told Nie Congcong to go in through this door and go up to the third floor, and turn right to the editorial center. The person interviewing is the editor-in-chief, and she will be able to see it when she goes up.

Nie Congcong went up to the third floor, the doors of the various offices were closed, and she looked around, looking for a place to interview. Suddenly, she was stopped by a nice baritone, girl, who are you looking for? When she turned around, she saw a young, stylish man sitting in the conference room looking at her. Nie Congcong said, I'm here to apply for an editor. Nie Congcong asked, are you the editor-in-chief? The other party asked rhetorically, do you think I don't look like it? Nie Congcong hurriedly said, it's a little bit different, I think the editor-in-chief of such a big magazine must be a middle-aged uncle, you are so young and fashionable, and you are so handsome, I dare not admit it. The editor-in-chief couldn't help but be laughed at by Nie Congcong, don't be poor, let's talk.

On this day, Nie Congcong wore professional clothes and smeared powder on his face, but the warm girl downstairs made Nie Congcong's uneasy heart even more nervous. So, as soon as she entered the conference room, she respectfully sent her resume and the magazine in which she published her article. The editor-in-chief probably glanced at Nie Congcong's resume twice, and carefully opened the magazine that Nie Congcong brought over, and when he saw the page with Nie Congcong's article, he pointed to the magazine in his hand and asked, did you go there first and didn't succeed, or did you want to try it on both sides? Nie Congcong looked at the editor-in-chief and said very frankly, I didn't go there, although I have been writing for the magazine there, but, personally, I think I am more suitable for this magazine. The editor-in-chief was stunned for a moment, why? Do you know yourself so well and position yourself so clearly? Nie Congcong said with a smile, I am an ordinary person, with an ordinary appearance, an ordinary height, and an ordinary family, people like me account for the vast majority of my life, and I match our readers' identity very well, isn't that more suitable to be the editor of this magazine? What's more, I am from a medical background, I have seen a lot of life and death partings, and I also know how to be healthy, and I will be more suitable for several columns in the magazine. With all due respect, your magazine's health section is pretty layman's at the moment, and if I'm right, none of your editors are medical, right? I'm the best candidate. The editor-in-chief said, we are a family journal, we are for families, you are so young, can you? Nie Congcong said, I am also a member of the family, I know what is needed in the family, not to mention, I also have a boyfriend, and the manuscript of love is not a problem...... She said in one breath for five or six minutes. The editor-in-chief smiled, I've interviewed hundreds of people, and I've never met someone as confident as you. The day after tomorrow afternoon, there is a written test in the magazine, which is in the conference room on the second floor of us, I hope you will attend on time, as long as you can pass the line, I dare to record you. Nie Congcong made a grimace with a sad face, oh, editor-in-chief, it turns out that the most powerful one is waiting here, okay, I will definitely come on time at two o'clock in the afternoon the day after tomorrow, what you say, you have to say a word!

Two days later, the written test was held in the large conference room of the magazine, a total of fifty or sixty people came to participate, several of them have several years of editing experience, Nie Congcong's heart is very weak, if he is not admitted, it is too embarrassing, the kind of self-confidence at that time, isn't it slapped in the face by himself. During the entire written test, the editor-in-chief did not appear, only two middle-aged teachers, one with curls, and one sitting there looking out the window in a daze until the end.

In the first half of the written exam, there is nothing too difficult, just some daily editing knowledge, as long as you graduate from junior high school, there is basically no problem. The last two big questions, one is to give a short article a title, and the other is to make two simple theme planning schemes.

After an hour and a half, the two teachers took away the papers separately and emphasized to the examiners that in the near future, please do not come to the magazine to ask for the results, and do not call, and the club will notify the individual of the results in a week.

Four days later, in the afternoon, Nie Congcong received a text message from Friends of Home Magazine. She told Qin Ge the good news for the first time, and Qin Ge on the other end of the phone was also very happy, he said proudly, look, my vision is good, I said you can do it, you will definitely be able to do it. However, if you had listened to me at the time, maybe we were all colleagues now. Speaking of being a colleague, Nie Congcong still has a little regret in her heart, in fact, she herself also likes the magazine made by Qin Ge, but her ability is limited, and she really doesn't have the courage to try. Nie Congcong lost his voice, and Qin Ge continued, don't be sad, you are also very good now, in the industry, the Friends of the Family magazine is more influential than our magazine, you are a veteran magazine! In the future, even if you enter the industry, you have talent, after working for a period of time, your network and editing ability will improve, you will go to the next level, in the end, writing is also a technical work, you learn this skill, you are not far from a real writer...... It was the longest call between Nie Congcong and Qin Ge, which pushed Nie Congcong to a new level.

If it is said that everyone will meet a few nobles in their lives, then, for Nie Congcong, Qin Ge is really her nobleman, because of his guidance, Nie Congcong's dream finally found an entrance, and he opened a new window for Nie Congcong's future life, so that she can fly higher and farther on this road!