Despite being anxious, Feng Shiyan still forced himself to calm down and finish the matter at hand, and then he couldn't wait to leave the government office with Wan Hongzhuang.

Due to the need for a relatively quiet environment, several people in charge of the newspaper were arranged in a secluded courtyard in an unknown alley in the west of the city.

It is about a 10-minute walk from the government office.

After a while, the two of them came to the courtyard. Wan Hongzhuang was obviously very familiar with this, and without saying hello, he pushed open the door and walked in.

"Old Lu, old Lu."

As soon as he entered, he hurriedly shouted.

No one answered him, and in the empty courtyard, only the sound of the cold wind could be heard.

"Perhaps...... You're busy, aren't you?" Wan Hongzhuang grabbed his head and explained, "The people in Chaoyang District should have gathered the news today, and they should be busy editing and sorting it out at this time...... After all, in three days, a new issue of the newspaper will be on the market again."

Immediately, Wan Hongzhuang took Feng Shiyan and found people one room after another.

Finally, in a room located in the northwest corner of the courtyard, he found Lao Lu, who was shouting in his mouth.

"Why are you here?"

The man called Lao Lu looked at Wan Hongzhuang in surprise.

"Why, I can't come here if it's okay?" Wan Hongzhuang was also reluctant, so he found a stool to sit down at random, pointed at Feng Shiyan and said, "I will introduce you to someone, Feng Shiyan, Brother Feng."

"Brother Feng?" The man looked at Wan Hongzhuang with a puzzled expression, "What are you doing?"

"For the next period of time, he will be fully responsible for the work of the Di Bao, and you can cooperate with him when the time comes!"

"Cooperation?" The man surnamed Nalu looked vigilant and looked at Feng Shiyan cautiously.

His face was full of reluctance, mainly because he didn't think that Feng Shiyan's coming over would be of any help to their work, not to mention, listening to Wan Hongzhuang's meaning, the person in front of him was going to come over to guide their work?

- That is, their superiors?

Feng Shiyan was also looking at the man in front of him, his figure was lean, his face was full of embarrassing scum, Xu stayed in the room all day and all night, and he hadn't seen the light of day for a long time, so at this time, his eyes looked a little cloudy.

His hair was not tied up like the others, but was scattered there, quite chic and uninhibited......

An apron was haphazardly tied in front of him, covered with various shades of black ink.

"Hello, my name is Feng Shiyan."

Feng Shiyan reached out in a friendly manner, wanting to shake hands with the man, but the man was unconscious and looked at him blankly.

"Hi ......"

Feng Shiyan then thought that this was in the Song Dynasty, and there was no etiquette of shaking hands, so he could only withdraw his hand in embarrassment.

"What's going on?"

The man looked at Wan Hongzhuang with a hesitant expression, and his tone was a little intense.

In fact, it is also understandable that anyone who does a good job will suddenly parachute in a leader who doesn't know the details, and he will be a little unhappy.

"Nothing!"

Wan Hongzhuang also looked angry, "Lu Yifeng, you make it clear to me, I'm here to explain this resolution to you, not to come here to discuss with you!"

"Lu Yifeng?"

Feng Shiyan's face suddenly changed drastically, "Your name is ...... Lu Yifeng?"

"What, no?"

Lu Yifeng's face was full of indignation, and he replied with a disdainful look with slanted eyes.

"I don't know, do you know a person named Lu Erfeng?"

"I don't know!" Lu Yifeng's face turned red instantly, "If you're here to tease me, you don't have to!"

"No, no......"

Feng Shiyan couldn't think of why he had such a big reaction, and explained, "I just suddenly remembered an old person, so I asked this."

Lu Yifeng let out a heavy breath, turned his head, and no longer looked at the two.

Wan Hongzhuang shook his head, and had to take the initiative to come forward to start a round.

"Okay, Lu Yifeng, this errand, after all, you are the most familiar with it, so you can introduce Brother Feng first."

Lu Yifeng stood up unwillingly, although his heart was full of reluctance, but his natural class obedience still made him take the initiative to get up and explain to Feng Shiyan.

"On our side, we mainly sort out and edit the messages sent by the people in Chaoyang District, and then form specific text content...... Therefore, to do what we do, first of all, we need to have a certain level of writing skills."

With that, he picked up a piece of paper on the table, "You can take a look at it first, this is the message we recorded."

Feng Shiyan took the paper handed by Lu Yifeng, and a few short lines of text were scribbled on it.

"Seongdong Palace"

"The eldest lady of the Wang family fell in love with a poor scholar and intended to elope, but was discovered by the eldest lady of the Wang family and beat the mandarin duck......

The news on the paper should have been simply recorded by Lu Yifeng and others, so it seems that there is no logic for the time being, and it is not a system.

Then, Lu Yifeng handed over another piece of paper, which was probably transcribed after they had edited and sorted out.

"Sticks beat mandarin ducks, there are ancient times, and now such things are happening in our Suzhou Mansion."

"In the east of the city, the owner's family has always been known for being mean and unkind, and she is rich and unkind, but the eldest lady of the Wang family is kind-hearted, and she is also born with a national color and fragrance...... One day, Miss Wang went on a trip, and when it rained heavily, she happened to meet Murong Mu......rong, a poor scholar, while sheltering from the rain in the pavilion."

"Although Murong's family is poor, he is also famous......

sprinkled hundreds of words, and Feng Shiyan was dizzy for a while.

"How's that?" Lu Yifeng looked at Feng Shiyan with disdain on his face.

"Not good!" Feng Shiyan slapped the two pieces of paper on the table heavily, "There is no focus, no logic, the whole story is flowing, there are no highlights!"

"You!" Lu Yifeng pointed at Feng Shiyan angrily, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

But anyone who has anything to do with culture will be somewhat arrogant.

Just like this Lu Yifeng, if Wan Hongzhuang hadn't been angry before, maybe he wouldn't even have paid attention to Wan Hongzhuang.

"What, dissatisfied?"

Feng Shiyan looked at him with a smile, "In my opinion, these things are bullshit!"

Lu Yi stared at Feng Shiyan angrily, his cheeks flushed.

Wan Hongzhuang looked at the two of them with a playful expression, although he didn't know why Feng Shiyan chose to make a move at this time, but he didn't say anything to break it, and he was happy to see such a thing happen.

To be honest, if he hadn't found a suitable person to replace him, he would have wanted to let this Lu get out of the way!

Feng Shiyan looked at a few people with a smile and said, "If I don't say anything else, I'll ask you, do you know what the title party is?"

"Title Party?"

Everyone was at a loss.

Feng Shiyan picked up the so-called manuscript written by Lu Yifeng again, "Hmm...... Your title is, Miss Wang of Chengdong eloped with a poor scholar."

"The content is completely refined, but see for yourself whether such a title can arouse the reader's desire to read it?"

"I ......" Lu Yifeng wanted to retort, but in the end he remained silent.

"So, if it were you, what were you going to write about?"

A handsome young man beside Lu Yifeng asked.

Feng Shiyan noticed that in the corner of the room, there was a young man standing there with a timid expression, but he didn't make a sound before, so no one noticed him.

"This is a helper specially assigned to Lu Yifeng at that time, and it can be regarded as a rough understanding of some writing and ink."

Feng Shiyan nodded and asked kindly, "What's your name?"

"My name is Zha Liangyong!"

"!" Feng Shiyan looked at the young man in front of him in surprise, and all he had in his heart was the sound of scolding his mother for a while.

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