Seeing the senior review editor of his own magazine sighing like this, Liang Dakang couldn't help but smile and said: "Five hundred yuan and one thousand words is not too exaggerated, but Mu Xiu will be destroyed by Lin Feng, even if we can afford it, the spittle of the controversy will drown no one, and at that time, it will hurt him." ”

"So what? Editor-in-chief, it is natural for such a manuscript to be given a high price, besides, this young man is not simple, maybe we all think of him as too weak, what wood shows in the forest, the wind will destroy it, but I think he is already a big tree supporting the sky. ”

"A big tree?" Hearing this, Liang Dakang was stunned.

He pondered for a moment, but fell silent.

If you think about it carefully, it is true that in just two years, He Yun has not only created many classic literary works, but also won three literary awards.

He even heard that this young man had become a columnist for magazines such as "People's Literature", "Contemporary", and "October".

In addition, the English version of his sci-fi "Hou Yi Running to the Moon" "Moon Rescue" has accumulated a certain fame abroad.

And just a few days ago, he also received a letter from Xiangjiang.

The letter said that He Yun's science fiction has been on the best-selling list of science fiction in the Waguo and Wanwan markets.

In the Wa Kingdom alone, 30,000 copies were sold, and the traditional version sold an astonishing 150,000 copies.

If you add the sales of the previous stage, the total sales of He Yun's science fiction outside the mainland have exceeded 300,000.

Liang Dakang, as the editor-in-chief, didn't know this number, but when he counted it, he was also shocked.

Although 300,000 copies are not very high sales in China, but abroad, especially Chinese science fiction works, such sales are something he never expected.

What made him even happier was that the World Science Fiction Association also sent him a congratulatory letter.

Although this congratulatory letter may seem like an ordinary letter, it sends an extremely important signal.

That is, the science fiction works of the mainland have finally attracted the attention of the world's top science fiction circles.

Seriously, if this is placed in Western countries, others will think that it is a "charity", but if it is placed in China, it is indeed a thing to be happy about.

Although there are many twists and turns, this still represents the progress of Chinese science fiction.

Of course, more importantly, this also shows that our country's international status is constantly improving.

Otherwise, how could the World Science Fiction Association, which is dominated by the United States, pay attention to a small mainland science fiction writer, although the works of this small Chinese writer have achieved good sales, but they are only good, and they can't enter the eyes of those "science fiction bosses" who think they are smarter than Orientals.

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In the editor-in-chief's room, Liang Dakang chatted with the middle-aged man for a while, and seemed to remember something, and then he asked: "Lao Jin, the manuscript you received recently is almost finished, right?" ”

"Hmm...... Almost, all of them will be reviewed on Wednesday next week, and it is estimated that in seven or eight days, the next issue of "Science Fiction Literature and Art" magazine will be published. ”

"That's good, the first dozen pages of the next issue are all used to publish "Sea Prison", inform Lao Liu, let him get the illustrations as soon as possible, as well as the cover and table of contents, and you must treat this science fiction as a top priority."

"Okay, editor-in-chief, I'll go and inform Lao Liu right away, he is an art editor, and he should be able to understand what you mean." The middle-aged man with glasses nodded, turned around and left.

After the other party left, Liang Dakang picked up the phone and put it to his ear.

A moment later, there was a hearty laugh from the microphone.

"Lao Liang, I heard that a science fiction written by Comrade He Yun is very popular in overseas Chinese circles!"

"Lao He, your news is very fast?"

"Haha...... Is that! It's all in the local newspapers abroad, how can you not know! On the other end of the phone, the editor-in-chief of "Contemporary" magazine, Editor-in-Chief He, smiled and replied.

In fact, the reason why Editor-in-Chief He knew about this was also a coincidence.

One day, Wang Meng from "People's Literature" came to him, and while the two chatted, Wang Meng talked about it.

According to Wang Meng, he also listened to a certain leader of the National Writers' Association.

In fact, the attention to He Yun is not only for the editors-in-chief of these magazines, in fact, there are also leaders of the National Writers Association who are also paying attention to He Yun's situation.

And this leader is none other than Kang Xin, chairman of the Hunan Provincial Federation of Literary and Art Circles, who has just been transferred to the National Writers Association.

"Lao Liang, if I ask you something, you have to answer me honestly." At this moment, the editor-in-chief He on the other end of the phone suddenly became a little serious, and he said solemnly.

Hearing his words, Liang Dakang replied with a smile: "Lao He, just ask if there is anything, right?" You have known me for so many years, you know me, as long as it is not a violation of principles, I will answer you truthfully. ”

"Okay...... That's what you said. ”

Editor-in-Chief He said with a smile and continued to ask: "Has Comrade He Yun contributed to your magazine recently?" ”

"You...... Why do you ask this? Liang Dakang was stunned and asked rhetorically.

"Just ask, Lao Liang." Editor-in-Chief He smiled and did not explain on the phone.

"He did contribute, and I'm planning to dedicate the first dozen pages of the next issue to this one."

As soon as Liang Dakang's words fell, the editor-in-chief He on the other end of the phone was immediately surprised: "The first dozen pages are used to publish this one?" You also ...... too"

"Hahaha...... That's too careful, isn't it......? No, no, no! Good work, of course, has to be treated with special treatment, and I'm ready to ask the art editor to prepare some illustrations to put in it. ”

"Uh...... You're ...... Forget it, our "Contemporary" magazine can't learn from you to do this, but Lao Liang, you reminded me of one thing, I'll hang up the phone first, you are busy. ”

After saying this, the editor-in-chief He on the other end of the phone hurriedly hung up the phone.

This can't help but make Liang Dakang a little crying and laughing: "This old He! ”

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Silver City.

Inside the dormitory.

At this moment, He Yun was sitting at the table, writing "Archaeological Notes: The True and False Tomb of Cao Cao".

And at this time, a telegram was delivered to him.

He Yun turned his head and found that it was Deng Chengjun who had returned.

"Teacher Deng, ...... are you?"

"Your telegram, I'll help you get it back." Deng Chengjun smiled, and after saying a word, he sat back on his bed.

"Teacher Deng, thank you!" After He Yun said thank you, he looked at the contents of the telegram.

"Huh......? This is...... An invitation to write a telegram? It's actually a joint signature of five magazines? Only how to switch to telegraph this time? Isn't it usually invited to send letters? ”

"Hmm...... Are you waiting for my manuscript? This shouldn't be likely, right? Am I that important? ”

He Yun whispered two sentences and continued to look down, and after a while, he suddenly realized a problem.

I really seem to have overlooked something!

"Uh...... It seems that since I became a columnist for their five magazines, I haven't created a single work for them, right? ”