When I joined the magazine, I was assigned the task of learning to draw up an interview outline according to the instructions of the editor-in-chief, which is actually equivalent to ghostwriting, and also to interview so-called entrepreneurs with colleagues with work experience, and to work as a transcription assistant.

Later, I gradually began to write some personal interview articles independently, of course, the editor-in-chief of the article, and I never complained about this, because for me, I was still in the learning stage in another sense, and the actual situation did not allow me to worry about this kind of thing.

The articles in the magazine are actually commercialized and entertaining propaganda advertorials, so it is determined that these articles will not dig into the depth of people's thoughts; The binding design of the magazine is very beautiful, and there is a special department responsible for the photography and pictures; However, the text content is inevitably filled with some process-oriented and fast-food articles, but despite this, the magazine still has a wide popularity among the private business owners, and its influence cannot be underestimated, and even a social circle with the magazine as a medium has formed.

The content of each interview is also varied, except for what has already been experienced

In addition to the content of the entrepreneurial process of "art processing", even what kind of flowers, birds, fish and insects the interviewee likes to raise, the decoration taste of the house, which entertainment stars he befriends with, what brand of clothes he wears, what brand of wine he is keen on, what brand of car he drives, etc., etc., all the details can be investigated, but any content that can show a positive image can be used as material!

The editor-in-chief called it

"Deep digging into people". Perhaps no one else in the magazine will comment and sigh about the content of the work.

Magazines rarely work overtime, and it's unheard of to rush articles on weekends, so in addition to my daily work, I don't have a lot of free time after work.

In my free time, I usually look at it

Books that are "not in business", or read book reviews of some literary works on the Internet. My favorite books were mostly Western literature and philosophy, and the works were relatively old, and they were definitely not popular bestsellers in the market at the time.

Works that allowed me to study in depth during that time included Marcel Proust's Remembrance of the Past, James Joyce's Ulysses, Milan Kundera's The Unbearable Lightness of Life, Pasternak's Doctor Zhivago, Junichi Watanabe's Paradise Lost, Heidegger's Heidegger's Philosophy of Being, Nietzsche's The Birth of Tragedy, and several novellas by Stephen Zweig.

Of course, the book that caught my head the most was Haruki Murakami's Norwegian Wood, which is usually kept on my desk or next to my pillow for readiness, and the beauty of it is that I don't have to start from the beginning

"I flipped a page, read the previous paragraph, never let me down once, not a page that made people uninteresting. What a masterpiece! In my later days, I also read his 'Sputnik Lovers,' Dancing Dance, 'The End of the World and the Cold Wonderland,' 'Pachinko of 1973,' 'Kafka by the Sea,' and so on.

I usually divide books into two types, one is the book that I don't want to open again after reading it once, and the other is the book that I don't feel bored after reading it repeatedly, and "Norwegian Wood" belongs to the extreme of the latter type of books!

Although the book is not very old, I felt an indescribable resonance in my heart, and this resonance is that I saw so many of myself there.

Norwegian Wood hasn't appeared in a third position since I put it on my desk or pillow.

In my spare time, I will habitually open it, and then immerse myself in it, and every time I read it, I will have new feelings and discoveries, and there will be endless wonderful passages, which will make people sometimes fall into contemplation, sometimes purify their minds.

But my narration skills are not good, so most of the feelings in this wonderful thing are just in my heart, and I rarely mention it to others.

I put "Norwegian Wood" next to my pillow, and before I knew it, an hour had passed, and the time had pointed to eleven o'clock!

I walked out of the world of the book for a while, and it had been an hour and a half since I had a brief chat with Melly on QQ.

After a while, I stretched my waist and looked out the window, and at night, the air was still warm from the summer sun, and the smell of dry soil heated by the air and cosmos mixed with it poured into my nose.

I sniff the smell, the smell of early summer, the smell of déjà vu! I seem to be able to find some impressions of the places I have been, this smell is more like some kind of signal, some kind of memory, time has been forgotten, in short, it is a little farther away in the memory, the scene is like a layer of mist, only this smell is really felt!

I thought that if I smell this smell in some other place or in front of a window in the future, I will definitely think of the present, the present in the sense before the future!