Under Yan Xiaoguang's reminder and Zheng Yi's encouragement, I wrote an article titled "Managing the City or Chaotic City?" overnight. The press release of ", which included everything he had seen and heard.

The next day, I handed over the manuscript to Deputy Editor-in-Chief Fang Liang, who took a look at it and immediately decided that it was completely ready to publish the headlines of this issue.

After listening to the report of Deputy Editor-in-Chief Fang Liang, Editor-in-Chief Yi immediately agreed with his views and personally signed the manuscript.

This incident soon spread within the newspaper.

When I got off work in the afternoon, Chen Jian took the initiative to ask me to have dinner together, saying that we had a casual chat.

Speaking of Chen Jian, after more than half a year of contact, I also have some basic understanding of him.

Chen Jian is a countryman from a small town in Yulin, Guangxi, who graduated from junior high school, and came to Nanyue a year ago. The difference is that most people have a diploma in their arms as a stepping stone, but Chen Jian, like me, has no diploma to talk about at all.

Chen Jian came to Nanyue with a letter from the famous scholar-type old writer Shu Wu.

The letter was not written to Chen Jian, but the entire article was an answer to Chen Jian's question and was published in the supplement of the People's Daily.

When the old writer Shu Wu's article was published, Chen Jian was still working as a temporary worker at the Chinese Academy of Social Sciences in Beijing, working as a janitor, in charge of sending and receiving newspapers and letters, that is, handyman.

In his spare time, he reads a lot of newspapers and books, especially focusing on classical Chinese poetry, and has accumulated a certain amount of knowledge with his outstanding memory.

One day, Chen Jian was in the mailroom looking through the supplement of the "People's Daily" that day, and saw a poem published by the old writer Shu Wu, and saw two errors in the annotation of the poem. He immediately called the editor of the newspaper's supplement and pointed out the mistake.

About half an hour later, Chen Jian received a call from Mr. Shu Wu, and the two had a communication and exchange.

The next day, the supplement of the "People's Daily" published Mr. Shu Wu's "Answer to Chen Jian's Question", corrected his mistakes, and spoke highly of Chen Jian's classical poetry foundation in the article, saying that he did not expect that the person who pointed out that his poetry quotation was wrong without thinking would be a young man in his twenties, and he was also a gatekeeper.

Chen Jian said that it was with this letter that he knocked on the door of the newspaper and became the chief editor and reporter of the newspaper.

I don't think Chen Jian is telling a lie, this story should be true, because he showed me the original version of this newspaper, the name in the letter is Chen Jian, plus some of the classical poems he wrote, there are about dozens of them, and he himself can memorize them all backwards, which shows that his classical poetry level is indeed not ordinary.

In his spare time, Jian Chen also communicated with me to discuss some issues related to classical poetry, and he was completely dismissive of modern free verse. I have also selected a few of his ancient poems in our supplement. I found that he was a real genius in this area, and it was difficult for anyone around him to beat him.

But Chen Jian's stinginess is well-known within our newspaper, he never goes out to eat with anyone, he never invites anyone to invite him, and he never invites anyone.

He asked me out today, and I thought he had a new poem he wanted to talk to me about. I was even ready to pay for it.

Out of the gate of the Writers' Association, Chen Jian stopped a taxi and pushed me in.

The taxi arrived at a small restaurant on a street in Sanyuanli and we got off.

Chen Jian led me directly into the restaurant and sat down in a small private room.

He said, "You can eat whatever you want." ”

I teased him and said, "Are you paying?" ”

He said, "You don't have to pay anyway. ”

I said, "Eat with you, I don't pay, who pays?" ”

"Someone pays for it," he said. ”

I asked, "Who?" Anyone else? ”

Chen Jian smiled slyly and said, "Don't worry, the editor of the Southern Talent Market News wants to know you." ”

I said, "I know this newspaper, like ours, is privately run, but I don't know their editors." ”

Chen Jian said: "You can get to know each other soon." ”

As he spoke, a young man in his twenties walked in.

Chen Jian said: "This is Nandao, the chief editor and reporter of the Southern Talent Market News. Turning to me, he said, "This is Darong, our chief editor and reporter at The Star." ”

Nan Dao shook hands with me, sat down and said straightforwardly: "Our newspaper has set up a column called 'I am a wanderer', and several people have been interviewed, including the "Morning Post", the "Labor Daily", the "Modern People's Daily", and the "Welfare Lottery Daily", all of whom are foreign wandering editors and reporters. This issue is written about Chen Jian. Chen Jian recommended you, I think it's quite appropriate, and I want to write about you. ”

I've heard the term "wandering journalist" more than once, and although I don't understand what it means, I haven't discussed it with anyone.

I asked Nandao: "What is the concept of a wandering journalist?" ”

Nandao said: "To put it simply, it means that people from other places come to Nanyue to work in newspapers and periodicals to engage in journalistic work, in other words, there are no archives, no salary relations, no housing of their own, in a word, they are foreigners recruited by newspapers and magazines, and they have nothing but good writing and hard work. At present, there are at least 100 of these people in Nanyue City, and everyone in the circle knows that they are wandering reporters, but most of them are reluctant to admit it publicly, for fear of being looked down upon. So, I had a bit of a hard time composing the manuscript. ”

Hearing him say that, I was intrigued.

Nandao took out a few newspapers and flipped to that section to show me.

At a glance, I saw the small article written by Chen Jian, which was not long, only a thousand words long, and the title was "I am not a guest or home". At the end of the article, Chen Jian's original words in response to the interview: Ask me what diploma? Didn't graduate from junior high school! Ask me about my education level? Knowledge is infinite! Ask me how it feels to be a homeless journalist? I see that Qingshan is still the same, and I expect Qingshan to see that I am not what I used to be!

Nandao said, "How? Do you accept the term wandering journalist? Can you write in the next issue? ”

I thought about it for a while, the earth is not fixed, it is also wandering, who is not a wanderer? Looking at so many people from all over the country who come to Nanyue to work, who is not a wanderer? Those who come to Nanyue to pan for gold, there are part-time workers, some are managers, and some are engaged in scientific research, but those who are not local belong to the list of wanderers.

"A journalist is the uncrowned king", in this way, the wandering journalist, that is, the wandering uncrowned king, wandering, or the king, this is really an honor that should be cherished! Who would dare to look down on it?

With that in mind, I immediately agreed to Nandao's request for an interview.

I'm a wandering journalist, who am I afraid of!