The next morning, there was still goose feather snow in the sky.

He Yun was wearing the down jacket, a green military coat on the outside, and a green cotton hat on his head.

However, even with this body, He Yun, who is a southerner, still feels cold all over his body.

Fortunately, the bus will come in a while.

As soon as the car stopped, He Yun followed everyone and squeezed onto the bus.

After nearly an hour's drive, he finally arrived near Chaoyangmon in Kyoto's Higashi-gu district.

After getting out of the car, He Yun quickly came to No. 166 Nei Street, which is the office of the People's Literature Publishing House.

It is also home to the magazine Contemporary.

He Yun had been here before, so he found it quickly.

After checking in at the guard's room, the doorman let him in very quickly.

After walking for more than ten minutes, he came to a small five-story building, and after taking a look at the small building in front of him, he walked straight to the staircase.

Moments later, on the third floor, in front of an office door.

He Yun stood here, he took a deep breath, and immediately stepped forward and knocked on the door.

However, there was no response from behind the door, so He Yun knocked lightly on the door again.

But this time, there was still no response.

And just when He Yun was wondering, suddenly, a voice came from behind him: "It's Comrade He Yun, right?" ”

When He Yun heard this, he quickly turned around and saw an old man wearing glasses and a slightly thin figure standing in front of him.

The old man stretched out his right hand, and then introduced himself in his slightly Xiangyin Mandarin: "Hello, Comrade He Yun, I am Chen Zaochun, the new editor-in-chief of the magazine "Contemporary", and also the new president of the People's Publishing House, I am very happy to meet you. ”

"Uh..... Hello! Hello! President Chen, I am very honored to meet you! He Yun also immediately replied, and then he seemed to think of something, looked at the other party and asked with a smile: "Listening to President Chen's accent, it seems to be from Hunan Province, right?" ”

"That's right! I am from Longhui, Hunan Province, Comrade He Yun, I remember that you are from Yincheng, Hunan Province, right? After all, we should be half a fellow countryman. Chen Zaochun nodded, smiled slightly, and shook hands with He Yun.

Then, he led He Yun into the office.

After beckoning He Yun to sit down, he said while making tea for He Yun himself: "Editor-in-Chief He has been transferred, and I will take over all the things about Comrade He Yun and you now, and the reason why I invited you over this time is to talk to you about your work "The Journey of Life". ”

"Oh? President Chen, please speak, I listen. He Yun was stunned, but continued to listen.

"For your work "The Journey of Life", I have read it carefully before, and to be honest, reading it in one breath makes me feel a hearty sense of pleasure! I can't even believe that this was written by you, a young writer. Chen Zaochun walked over with a cup of tea and handed it to He Yundao with a smile.

"President Chen, you are too polite." Seeing this, He Yun immediately stood up, he respectfully stretched out his hands, took the cup of tea handed over by Chen Zaochun, and said modestly.

"Editor-in-Chief He said that you are too modest, but it's really not false at all, okay! Sit down and don't be so reserved. ”

"Actually. A long time ago, I paid attention to you, at that time, I was still the vice president of the publishing house, and the editor-in-chief He talked to me about you many times, and later, I have seen many of your works, and even before, when recommending works to the Mao Dun Literature Award Committee, I also voted for you, so to speak, you seem to be improving all the time, take your "Life Journey" as an example, do you know how much its sales have so far? ”

Regarding Chen Zaochun's inquiry, He Yun smiled and immediately shook his head.

"It's about to exceed 400,000 copies, and judging from the sales of Xinhua bookstores in various places, there will be a significant increase in the near future, and recently, many editors have also advised me, saying that they want me to invite you to hold a signing party in Kyoto, but I refused, I think, with the quality of your book, there is no need for a signing party at all."

Chen Zaochun said this, and then sat down, he raised his head and looked at He Yun again, and said: "Based on my analysis of your part, I don't think it's a big problem for sales to exceed one million, and as for the Mao Dun Literature Award, I think there is also a great hope of winning this award." ”

"Of course, I'm talking about the next Mao Dun Literature Award, after all, your work was only published this year, and according to the selection rules, you can only wait for the next one."

"Okay, I've told you so much, now I'm going to talk to you about business, the reason why I came to you this time is mainly to talk to you about the foreign publication of this work in person."

"Published abroad?" He Yun said with a puzzled face.

"That's right! To be precise, the English version, our publishing house has cooperated with many foreign publishing houses, and every year, there will be book fairs around the world, next year, our publishing house will prepare to participate in the United States Book Fair, the Frankish Book Fair and the London Book Fair, and your work is the key recommended work of our publishing house. Chen Zaochun immediately explained.

"So what do I need to do?" As soon as He Yun heard that his work was going to be sent to an international book fair, he was naturally very happy, and he immediately asked.

"It's nothing special, it's just that you need to cooperate with us to translate your book into English, after all, you are the original author, and you must be consulted for some ideas."

"This.... Naturally, there is no problem, at present, I am studying at Lu Xun Academy of Literature, and in the next two months, I will not return to Hunan Province, just every Friday, I will come to the publishing house to cooperate with the editor of the publishing house to translate, what do you think? ”

"Okay! That's it! From Friday this week, there should be no problem, right? ”

"No problem! President Chen. He Yun thought for a moment, then nodded.

Seeing that He Yun agreed, Chen Zaochun smiled and said: "Actually, our country also has a book fair, but it has just been held this year, and it will have to wait another two years before it can be held." ”

"President Chen, are you talking about the Kyoto International Book Fair?" He Yun seemed to think of something, and said immediately.

"Oh? Have you also heard of this book fair? Chen Zaochun was obviously a little surprised.

After all, the book fair has only been established since 1986, and it has only been held twice.

Speaking of which, this book fair is a large-scale book fair approved by the State Council and jointly organized by the State Information Administration, the Ministry of Education and many other units, and is a platform set up by the state for exchanges with the world literary circles.