Enron was still confused. Instructor of the Literature Society. Why care about her cooking. But. Wait a minute. Her eyes were sudden. That's right. Sister Wei is the editor of a women's magazine...... Well. Come to think of this. She seemed to have come to her senses.

"It seems. You've thought of it. Teacher Wei nodded at her thoughtfully. That's right. We would like to open a section of our magazine on food and cuisine. I'm now soliciting manuscripts everywhere. So. I think you can give it a try. ”

As a breeder with three carnivores. All right. At the same time, it is also an acquired foodie...... Until now. A reborn person who is unwilling to face reality is still unwilling to face and admit that he is a foodie. This sad fact...... Enron is still very interested in the contribution of the food column. That is, you can exercise your writing. You can also earn some manuscript fees. At the same time, you can also place your hobbies. This is indeed a good thing to count in one fell swoop.

But. Before writing. She also needs to learn more about Sister Wei's positioning of this column in their magazine. and the content and style of the submission. Whether there are clearer requirements and so on. So that their contributions can be targeted. And not in vain. Empty arrows in the sky.

Sister Wei listened to An Ran's basket. It's almost a nagging question. Poof, laughing. Suddenly, he reached out and pinched An Ran's cheek. I was a little surprised by the extra tender touch. I couldn't help but pinch it again. Pinch it again.

An Ran covered his face. Sigh. A face full of bewilderment...... Eldest sister. You burst into laughter for a moment. A moment of hooliganism. What the hell is it? Can you give an explanation?

Miss Wei was molested because of An Ran's miserable appearance. The little daughter-in-law who dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak laughed a few times. gave her the answer. "I'm laughing because you're not that old. There are a lot of questions. It's almost time to catch up with my mom's nagging. ”

More than once. Even his own mother "praised" his An Ran like this, and his expression was indifferent and calm. Every woman becomes an aunt. Auntie and grandmother. Nagging is a woman's innate talent. Once you reach a certain age. The skill will be activated automatically. She just started a little early.

A philosopher once said. A woman who doesn't nag. Not a good woman...... And even who the philosopher was. You ask me. I asked who was going. Schoolmate. You have a bit of imagination, okay......

All right. The fact is. An Ran is now nagging about being often disliked like an old lady. It has developed from angry and sad to pathetic broken jars. A kind of "I nag." I'm proud".

Sister Wei was quite sorry to see An Ran's painless and itchy attitude. And then he said. "I pinched you because. You've got really good skin, girl. Touch a slippery one. It's like soft tofu. Sure enough, the girl in the flower season. Sister, I'm old. ”

An Ran heard her exclamation. but blinked in understanding. Maybe when she submits it later. It doesn't have to be purely literary. You can also look for directions based on what you are interested in. Like what. Delicacies. Calligraphy. Hairdressing. Photography. Gardening and the like.

Finished gossiping. Sister Wei straightened her face. began to seriously answer the questions that Enron had just raised.

Enron then took out her notebook and pen from her backpack. Start recording.

She took this opportunity very seriously. Just like she just thought. She hopes to gain more experience from this opportunity. Also look for new directions for submission. Try to get more opportunities for exercise.

Sister Wei saw An Ran burying her head. The way she writes in her notebook. His eyes quickly filled with a smile. The tone also slowed down with Enron's record. The narration and answers are also more detailed and organized. Enron didn't think it at first. Write down and think about the answer as you go. and from time to time to raise new questions. It took two minutes to notice that Sister Wei had slowed down her speech to take care of herself. Stop writing. He looked up and smiled thankfully at her for her attentiveness and thoughtfulness. He lowered his head again and recorded it.

Some questions. In fact, Sister Wei doesn't know very well. There are questions that the editors haven't thought of yet. Like what. "This question. We didn't think about it before. That's a good question. I'll have to write it down. Wait until it's time for the meeting. Take it out and let's discuss it together. I'll tell you the final answer later. ”

A new column was created at the beginning. Although the editors try to take all the surprises and changes into account as much as possible. But in operation. There must still be a lot of adjustments to be made according to the actual situation. And because of the limitations of identity. The focus is also different. The editors though try to stand with the readers. The author's point of view. But these carries are also limited. So. Also keep an eye out for feedback from authors and readers.

Memorize Sister Wei's answers in different categories. An Ran thought of another question. "Sister Wei. Who did you hear that I like to cook? ”

"Of course it's Chu Feifei." Sister Wei gave an answer that was expected. "I've heard you're pretty good at your craft. What do you think. When did I have that honor. Try your craft. ”

Although I know that Sister Wei is joking. But An Ran still nodded seriously. A big smile on his face. "No problem. It's my pleasure. ”

Sister Wei because of her serious attitude. I laughed too. This time the tone was no longer a joke. Rather, it brought a little anticipation. "Okay. Then I'm serious. ”

An Ran hugged the notebook. Nod. "Of course you have to take it seriously. I'm going to invite you to dinner. Now I'm full of energy. If you don't take it seriously. Haven't I worked in vain? ”

"Haha. All right. The time is yours. But. Most importantly. Don't look at me like this. I'm very good at eating. Delicious. But I can't eat enough, I won't do it. ”

"That's the least of the problem." Enron's answer was filled with extreme confidence and complacency. Raised three foodies with stomachs like black holes in the universe for many years. Just a young girl wanted to knock her down. That's an almost impossible goal. We've seen a big scene of dripping silver. "Still. It may be a little late. ”

Sister Wei nodded in agreement. "Of course. We need to get down to business. Again. A good meal is not afraid of being late. ”

An Ran smiled. "I've already received your compliments in advance~"

Sister Wei funnily pinched her face again. "Yo. Can't tell. Your skin is so tender. It's still so thick. Gee. This compliment is really unkind. ”

Enron grinned. is even more shameless to defend himself in his heart. I'm definitely a near-ink black. Completely contagious. Actually, I'm essentially a reserved person.

Now that you are determined to seize this opportunity. Naturally, you have to put in the time and energy to work hard. Provided that it does not interfere with learning.

On weekends. Enron brought a new, thick, large notebook. A giant insulated kettle. A nutritious and hearty lunch plunged into the library's reading room.

The library's reading room has the most complete selection of magazines and periodicals. There are the latest. There are also aged.

An Ran first found Sister Wei's women's magazine. Collect all of the past and recent issues together. Start flipping through the pages quickly. Her aim was to get a thorough understanding of the magazine's positioning and overall style. In this way, the style and content of the text can be at least targeted. Strive to get the manuscript through the first time.

Although there is Sister Wei, the editor is there. She also shared some details of the idea for the new food section. and requirements for the style of the manuscript. I have successfully written in this magazine. It's not a complete stranger.

But Sister Wei's explanation is detailed. But it can only be a kind of positioning of style. Like what. Freshness is a style. But there are also many classifications of fresh style. And everyone's understanding of freshness is different. Freshness of your understanding. Not seeing is someone else understanding. Not necessarily what the magazine's editors understand.

And when she first submitted. It was a complete accident. Practicing the pen is the main purpose. Contributions are just incidental. There is a manuscript first. I tried my luck at a magazine related to the topic I was writing about. Not with this magazine. Just another one. To the style or something. Didn't even notice. It can be said that it is the result of an autonomous proposition. Full of serendipity and randomness.

And this submission is more like a proposition essay. The scope and theme have been circled. Even the general style is fixed.

Enron was quick to browse past issues. Only select some representative columns and articles to focus on. And write down the issue number and time in your notes. and the title of the article. Author. Impressions after reading. and the editing of some columns, etc. She tried to do her homework in as much detail as possible.

For Enron. This collection and recording is not a one-time consumable. Rather, it is a long-term accumulation and preparation. That's why she deliberately found a brand new one today. Use a notebook as thick as possible to make notes.

Because of Sister Wei's invitation. So that she has begun to have a little ambition. From the previous blind submission. Gradually, a subconscious behavior began to arise. Now that I have touched the threshold of this field. There are also relevant network resources. Why not try it.

Life is full of possibilities and seemingly small opportunities.

Enron now has a future for himself. Especially when it comes to careers. There is no particularly clear plan.

But her advantage now is that she is still young. All right. At least physiologically. It's still young. There's still plenty of time and opportunity.

One of the advantages of being young is that you are not afraid to fail and try. Because there are still countless times and opportunities for you to get back on your feet again. Keep trying.