Kyoto, October Literary Editorial Department.

Two elderly men were sitting in the office chatting.

"Old sister, why do you have time to come here today?" As the current editor-in-chief, Zhang Xingming is very happy at the moment, because the person in front of him is none other than Su Yu, the first and former editor-in-chief of October magazine.

Although Su Yu retired from the position of editor-in-chief, as one of the founders of October magazine, her position in the magazine is unshakable.

What's more, he and Su Yu used to be very good colleagues, and the relationship was extremely good.

At that time, Su Yu was the editor-in-chief, and he was the deputy editor-in-chief of the magazine, and now although he has taken over the position of editor-in-chief, he respects Su Yu from the heart.

"If you're idle, just come and see, this person, as soon as I'm free, I'm so happy in my heart that I can't sit still." Su Yu smiled and replied.

"Hahaha..... Old sister, in fact, we are all the same, we have been editors all our lives, this day does not read the manuscript, I always feel that something is missing, or today, you come to palm? Zhang Xingming laughed, and then looked at Su Yudao who was sitting in front of him.

"Nope! I've stepped down from the editor-in-chief, and my eyes are often dry during this time, so I'd better give my eyes a second day off! Su Yu waved his hand, but shook his head and said with a smile.

"That's okay, old lady, you have to pay attention to rest! The body is the capital of the revolution, don't be tired! Zhang Xingming nodded and said with concern.

"You too, I remember, you seem to be only half a year younger than me, let's all pay more attention to our bodies, just like my eyes, and your lumbar muscle strain, which is an old problem for us as editors." Su Yu smiled slightly and couldn't help replying.

"By the way, what about the recent revision meeting and pen meeting? It's going well, right? Su Yu suddenly remembered something and asked Zhang Xingming.

"Hey..... I don't even know what to say about it, but it didn't go so well..... However, I plan to hold it again at the end of this month, this time in Orange Island, the capital of Hunan Province, where great men once expressed their hearts and scolded, and I think it is very suitable to hold a pen meeting. ”

Regarding Zhang Xingming's words, Su Yu thought about it and nodded immediately: "Hmm...... If I have time, I'll go too. ”

"Hahaha...... Welcome! Welcome! Zhang Xingming said immediately.

........

In the following time, the two chatted for a while.

And chatting and chatting, the two suddenly talked about a work.

No, when Zhang Xingming took out a manuscript and was about to hand it to Su Yu, Su Yu refused again: "I said that I won't read it, your review level is comparable to mine, and you say that this work is very well written, then it must be well written, but I am more interested in the young writer you just said." ”

"Oh..... You said that the young writer whose pen name is Man Jianghong! He is indeed the most potential among young writers, like Lao Wang of "People's Literature" and Lao He of "Contemporary", they have all praised this young writer. ”

Zhang Xingming smiled when he heard Su Yu's words, and immediately introduced her.

"Moreover, I recently heard that this little writer is very active in the writer's circle, no, a few months ago, he won the Hunan Provincial Youth Literature Award, and not long ago the first China Galaxy Science Fiction Award, he alone has two works awarded, and one of the works also won the first prize"

Speaking of this, Zhang Xingming said with great interest: "Lao Kang, you know, not long ago, he wrote me a letter, saying that I should take care of his fellow countryman, so I sent him a letter of invitation, but I didn't expect him to really send me such a manuscript." ”

"Really? Unexpectedly, he is still a writer from Hunan Province, and with Lao Kangna's character, there are not many young writers who can be valued by him. Su Yu was stunned for a moment and sighed.

"Yes! At the beginning of this year, Lao Wang of "People's Literature" and Lao He of "Contemporary" literary magazine both recommended two of his works to me, I have read them all, and they are very well written, so I recommended them to the October Literature Award Committee this time. ”

"Then why don't you send him a letter of invitation to come to this pen meeting and revision meeting?" Hearing Zhang Xingming say this, Su Yu was also a little surprised, she thought about it and said.

"Hahaha...... In fact, I also have this intention, the venue of this time is set in the provincial capital of Hunan Province, he should be very close to that, just convenient to pass. ”

..........

Yincheng Normal School, in front of a teaching building.

He Yun walked out of it with the textbook.

After taking this lesson, he can be considered to have finished all of today's lessons.

Although he didn't need to listen to these courses at all, after all, the books that Dean Yu gave him for graduate school had already covered the content taught in these courses.

However, he still chose to go to class on time every day, and as usual, listened carefully and took notes.

The reason why he did this was not because of this superfluous move, but because he felt that he could learn from the past.

For him, knowledge is endless, there is no such thing as a single move, listen to it more often, you will have different experiences and perceptions, and even gain some new knowledge points from it.

What's more, the Chinese major pays attention to learning from the old and learning the new, and this is also more conducive to his writing.

Because, after all, a professional is a professional, in the past, when he wrote, it could only be regarded as a wild road, but now, he can be called a "professional student".

Of course, all of this is far from it, but let's get back to the point.

When He Yun came out of the teaching building with his textbooks, he did not return to the dormitory immediately, but went to the guard room first.

Sure enough, today, there are his letters and telegrams.

And one of the telegrams was sent by Wang Ruoyi.

After reading the telegram he sent, He Yun was obviously relieved, and he muttered: "It seems that the editorial department of "Animation King" is really thoughtful, but I thought too much before. ”

"Huh...... This telegram seems to have been sent ..... the editorial office of the Story Club? Let me see..... It can be published, and the manuscript fee is forty thousand words.... Forty yuan for 1,000 words, this manuscript fee is okay. ”

After He Yun read the other telegram from the Demon Capital, he nodded secretly.

From the contents of this telegram, he can see the importance that the magazine "Story Club" attaches to his work.

You must know that at present, the communication method of sending telegrams is still relatively expensive, and the general magazine will notify the author, basically using the method of writing letters, unless it is extremely important, will send emergency telegrams.

Next, He Yun walked towards the dormitory and opened two other letters one after another.

One of the letters was from home, written to him by his fifth sister, with only one content, hoping that he would send her some high school reference books.

The other letter was sent by Elder Gao.

After reading his letter, He Yun smiled slightly, but immediately stuffed the letter back into the envelope.

It turned out that Elder Gao said in the letter that he had seen the paper written by He Yun in the internal journal of Xiangshi University, and that he had already talked to Professor Liu, who majored in Chinese.

Well, that's good news for him.

.........

Soon after, Director Li, the leader of the regional Federation of Literary and Art Circles, came to the school again to find He Yun.

The purpose of his coming to the school is very simple, that is, to help He Yun go through the procedures for becoming a member of the Provincial Writers Association.

Because, just yesterday, with the approval of the Provincial Federation of Literary and Art Circles, the Provincial Writers Association held a secret ballot and officially adopted the decision of He Yun to become a member of the Provincial Writers Association.

As for the process, I won't go into details, just a few hours later, the formalities were completed, and when he left, Director Li patted him on the shoulder and said, "Xiaohe! I really didn't expect you to become a member of the Provincial Writers Association so soon, I hope you can make persistent efforts to create more brilliance for our Yincheng writers! ”

Well, for this kind of "official tone", He Yun is already immune at the moment.

After all, he is no longer the "ignorant teenager" he used to be.

He can now be called a "well-known" writer.

.......

A few days later, when He Yun wrote his new work "Love in Lakes and Mountains" to 60,000 words, he had to stop writing, and then went to Dean Yu.

"What? Do you want to take a leave of absence again? This time to attend the award ceremony again? In the office, after listening to He Yun's words, Dean Yu immediately stood up from the desk and looked at He Yun in surprise.

"No, no, no.... Dean Yu, you misunderstood. He Yun shook his head and said with a smile: "This time I just went to the provincial capital, and I will be back in two days at most." ”

"Oh..... That's the case, then I approved this leave, and you can tell me the reason for taking leave. Dean Yu was immediately relieved by He Yun's explanation, he sat down again, and then took out a piece of manuscript paper from the drawer, looked up at He Yun standing in front of him, and asked casually.

"Not long ago, the Provincial Writers' Association sent a telegram informing me that I had become a member of the Provincial Writers' Association, and asked me to go through the final procedures at the end of the month, and ....... the October magazine invited me to attend a pen meeting and revision meeting in the provincial capital of Orange Island."

When He Yun finished saying the reason for asking for leave, Dean Yu was instantly messy at this moment, and he couldn't help but have an urge to "scold" He Yun.

Seriously, He Yun's reason for asking for leave really made him not know what to say!

What else can I say about you "forced" to pretend in front of me?

"Ahem....... I said Xiaohe, you ...... Forget it, I already knew that you kid was not a thing in the pool, and one day he would soar into a dragon, but I never expected that this day would come so early.....

Speaking of this, Dean Yu shook his head slightly, he brushed a few times, directly wrote a leave note on the paper, and then signed his name, stamped it, and let He Yun leave quickly.

He was afraid that if He Yun continued to stay in the office, he might say something that made his heart "unbearable".

And a moment later, he looked at He Yun's departing back, couldn't help but let out a long breath, then smiled, and couldn't help but sigh; "This kid knows how to show off..... However, he does have the background and qualifications to show off! If he is admitted to the graduate school of Hunan Normal University next year, I am afraid that this kid's tail will reach the sky......."

"Wait..... This kid went to the pen meeting of "October" magazine, does he have a new work? This kid's writing speed is a little faster, isn't it? ”