After the end of the call with the congratulations.

Wang Mo stopped the code words and began to look up information about "Shuge" on the Internet.

This check really surprised him.

In today's highly developed society with the Internet, basically nine out of ten newspapers and magazines have closed down, but the "Shuge" magazine, which was founded in the twenties of the last century, has survived to this day. Not only did it not fall into trouble, but it has also become the vane of today's literary world, and it is known as the three major literary meccas in the world today, along with "Mohai" and "Literary Elegance".

"Shuge" can have such a result, mainly because it does not rest on its laurels.

When the Internet emerged, Shuge was not as stubborn as other newspapers, but immediately created its own forum network to keep pace with the times. It has achieved a combination of online and offline.

Because its leaders know that books will never go out of style, and that the development of the Internet has not brought a devastating disaster to print magazines, but has brought another level of opportunity.

Therefore, under the integration of online and offline, "Shuge" successfully broke the predicament and achieved today's glory.

Nowadays.

Shuge magazine has tens of millions of loyal users around the world, and the magazine sells millions of copies every month. As for the "Shuge" forum, the traffic is even more amazing, with the number of daily online users stable at more than 100,000, and the daily traffic also stable at 1 million, and the highest is more than 10 million.

"Awesome~"

Wang Mo secretly admired.

In this era of traffic, in a society where short videos and short dramas are king, a forum with a purely literary theme can achieve a daily traffic of more than one million, and it definitely has its ability.

I took a look at the two magazines "Mohai" and "Literary Elegance".

It was found that their operation mode and scale were basically the same as those of "Shuge".

It seems that everyone is you copying me, and I copying you, and together they have evolved a path that is most suitable for survival.

Compare.

Wang Mo finally chose "Shuge", there is no reason, in fact, these three magazines are almost the same, and the choice of "Shuge" is purely preconceived.

"Now that you've chosen your target, it's time to choose an article."

Wang Mo blinked.

What articles to choose?

Short?

Prose?

Poetry?

Or something else?

The words of He Zhixing just now came to his mind.

He Zhixing's suggestion was to let him submit essays, because He Zhixing felt that the prose he wrote was most in line with Western characteristics and could be most recognized by the magazine.

It's just that He Zhixing didn't see the mysterious smile on the corner of Wang Mo's mouth at this moment.

Who said he was the best at prose?

Since "Shuge" is based on short stories, of course he has to submit short stories!

Only by conquering them in the most professional field of the other party can the fame of "West Building" spread in the shortest possible time.

And Wang Mo knows that in the literary world, only long or short stories reveal the highest literary quality, and his works are also the most recognized and recognized by everyone in the literary world.

Prose?

Poetry?

These things need to be infiltrated and cultivated for a long time.

Of course, if your poetry can be as powerful as Tagore's heights, it can also be thunder. Otherwise, writing short stories is the best way to become famous in a short period of time.

Just do what you say.

Wang Mo immediately sank into the system and opened the system mall.

It was not long before I found a classification of short stories about Western literature.

For Western short stories, Wang Mo has many classic stories in his memory.

For example: "Chameleon", "My Uncle Hule", "Million Pounds", ...... And so on, because these short stories were all in the textbooks when he was in school.

Being selected by the Chinese government as the learning content of children's textbooks is enough to see how good they are.

"Which one do you choose?"

Wang Mo was a little unsure in his heart.

He has enough prestige to worry at all about not being able to afford it.

What he cares about is the first short story he came up with, which can't be too amazing or too mediocre.

It's amazing, it's not good to let yourself start too high.

But if it's too mediocre, then the works you come up with can't conquer everyone.

So it's important to find the right piece of work to balance that.

"This one? No, that's great. ”

"This one? No, it's too mediocre. ”

For the first time, Wang Mo felt that he was suffering from choice syndrome and hesitated.

It wasn't until about an hour or two later that he picked out one piece: "A Bowl of Soba in Clear Soup."

For most people, "A Bowl of Clear Soup Soba" is probably not that familiar. But in the literary world of the earth, as long as this name is mentioned, it is estimated that it will be like thunder.

It is the work of writers from the country of Fuso.

Although Wang Mo has no feelings for Fusang country, he has to admit that this country's literary heritage is very profound, and there are several Nobel Prize winners alone, especially the "Haruki Murakami" who has been running for countless years is widely known in China.

This "A Bowl of Clear Soup Soba Noodles", Wang Mo had read it several times in his previous life.

In many translations, it will also be referred to as "A Bowl of Yangchun Noodles".

He chose it because it was different from the others.

Many short stories in the literary world are based on satire, reversal, and criticism to highlight the profound meaning of short literature. But this article is different, it takes the warm and touching route.

This is rare in the world of short stories.

It's not that other families are reluctant to write about this genre, but the warm subject matter is not enough to make readers feel more deeply touched.

So this time, Wang Mo decided to have something new.

Of course, he has another reason:

First: take a warm and touching route to meet the character design of the West Building. After all, in everyone's mind, a fairy tale writer is basically a little childlike. If you come up and write "Chameleon", the character will change too much. It is inevitable for readers to have a split personality.

Second: Isn't the pasta perfectly in line with the Chinese diet? So it was a logical thing for Wang Mo to take it out.

It is especially worth mentioning that although "A Bowl of Clear Soup Soba" is a touching content, its status in the industry is not low at all.

Even because of this, the business of Yangchun noodle restaurants around the world has improved a lot.

"Buy!"

After confirming it, Wang Mo purchased it from the system mall without hesitation.

He did not immediately submit it to "Shuge", but made some basic changes, changing the background characteristics of the Fusang Kingdom in it to the Chinese style.

The modification process is simple.

Soon, Wang Mo finished the revision, and then opened the submission mailbox of "Shuge" and delivered it over.

……

Next, Wang Mo continued to write "Journey to the West", increasing at a rate of 30,000 words per day.

At this rate, it can be done in about a month.

Of course, it will take a while for the English version to be written, but it should only take two months to write it all.

Soon.

A week passed.

On this day, Wang Mo just wanted to code words.

Fu Hong pushed the door in: "Amer, the special plane sent by Huaxia has arrived, and it is planned to return to Huaxia at three o'clock in the afternoon." Simon, Romando and other masters have already left for the airport, and we also need to return home. ”

Wang Mo said: "Brother Xiong won't go back?" ”

Fu Hong nodded: "Yes, Brother Xiong still has a lot of important things to deal with here, and it is estimated that he will need half a month to go back." ”

"Good!"

Wang Mo knew that Yuan Xiong was busy with affairs, so he called Yuan Xiong, packed his things and followed Fu Hong to return to China.

At first, they wanted to keep a low profile.

However, Wang Mo's fame at the moment has long been different from what it used to be, and almost every day there are a bunch of paparazzi squatting under the hotel. In addition, Simon, Romando and others are too dazzling.

So, in just a short time, the news broke out.

[Simon, Romando and other more than 20 top bigwigs in the music industry followed Wang Mo to Huaxia together, and Huaxia sent a special plane to pick him up in person. 】

This news was inherited, and there was an exclamation at the time.

"Oh my God! So many music masters go to China? ”

"What's the situation?"

"Have they all been bought by Huaxia?"

"In any case, so many music bigwigs going to China will definitely have a huge role in promoting the definition of Chinese music."

The music industry almost sent a shock.

No matter what Simon's purpose is to go to Huaxia, the industry understands that in the coming days, Huaxia music culture will soar, and with the honorary blessing of "Music Town", Huaxia will properly become a music kingdom.

A day later, the plane landed smoothly at the Modu airport.

Open the hatch and a breath of fresh air rushes in for a year.

"It's better to be a motherland."

Wang Mo took a few deep breaths and sighed in his heart.

After going abroad for more than a month, he finally returned to the embrace of his motherland again.

Next, he set aside three days to accompany a group of old men in the music industry to visit the iconic places of the magic capital. It wasn't until three days later that these bigwigs were invited by CCTV to the capital for an interview, and Wang Mo had time to spare.

"Huh?"

Wang Mo, who was resting, suddenly remembered something: "It's been almost a week since I voted for "A Bowl of Clear Soup Soba Noodles" to Shuge, why hasn't there been a response?" You can't be killed by some editor, right? ”

Although this probability is very small, Wang Mo is still a little apprehensive.

After all, editing is not a panacea, and sometimes it's not impossible to look away.

"Forget it, wait another two or three days. If there is no response after ten days, I will vote it for "Mohai". ”

Wang Mo said secretly.

At that time, "Shuge" should not blame itself.

……

When Wang Mo slandered in his heart.

Far away Injili, located in the headquarters of Shuge Magazine in London, is busy up and down the editorial department at the moment.

Because it's already the middle of April.

Generally speaking, before April 20th, the editorial department needs to determine all the contents of the May "Book Pavilion", and then send it to the publishing house, so as to determine the monthly magazine in May before the 25th and distribute it globally. Then, on May 1st, all the readers of "Shuge" in the world can buy the latest monthly magazine.

But this time.

Editor-in-chief Melvin looked at the manuscript in front of him and frowned: "This is what you have determined, the ten short stories to be published in May?" ”

Next to him, several editors-in-chief nodded apprehensively.

Seeing everyone's expressions, Melvin shook his head and sighed: "Don't be nervous, I didn't say that you were derelict in your work. It's just that I don't think there is much new in these articles compared to the drafts of the past few months. Of course, their standard is still good, but they can't stand the reader's aesthetic fatigue. ”

There was a pause.

Melvin picked up a piece of manuscript and pointed to it, "Look at this 'Behind the Door', I've seen at least ten similar ideas in the past year, all of which are satirical about money worship. Although it is the work of the famous Jason, the writing is also online, and the plot also has a certain innovation. But if you read ten or eight similar short stories, do you think they will still find it new? ”

Several editors-in-chief spread their hands.

In fact, they listen to something like that once a month.

Where are there so many innovative short stories?

Right?

In the field of short stories, there are only a few ideas that have been taken away. In many cases, they can even get a rough idea of what the title is about.

Of course, in the world of the family, the same creative subject can write thousands of different stories, as long as your brain is big enough, there will never be a time when inspiration runs out.

This is also the reason why "Shuge" is still withdrawn from high-quality monthly magazines every month.

I went through the manuscript again.

Editor-in-chief Melvin shook his head and said: "Although the quality is passable, which one do you think you should use for the position of the first seat?" ”

First!

When several editors-in-chief heard this, they were a little embarrassed.

In the monthly magazine of "Library", one of the best short stories is selected each month, placed in the first and most prominent position in the magazine, and Melvin will also give it a careful review.

This article is called the "first" of the month.

Basically, every time you can sit in the first seat, it is the best of the month's boutiques.

If it is the work of a well-known author, it is a solid godhead.

But if it's the work of an unknown author, it's basically a god.

For example, there have been at least a dozen rookies in the literary world in history who have made a name for themselves in the literary world by ascending to the position of "first".

From this, it can be seen that the gold content of the first seat.

It's just that Melvin at this moment asked after he spoke.

Everyone hesitated, because they knew that the ten articles this time were quite qualified for publication in the monthly magazine. But it's a bit reluctant to be the first one.

After all, the first seat represents the highest level of the month's short stories, and if you force a certain article to sit on it, it is easy to attract criticism from other writers and readers.

Seeing everyone's expressions, Melvin rubbed his eyebrows: "You have to choose one, don't you?" Such...... Before noon, you vote for the first seat with the highest number of votes. ”

Vote...... It's a good idea, but there's no way.

"Yes."

"Okay."

Several editors-in-chief nodded in agreement.

After the crowd left.

Melvin sighed slowly, don't look at the outside world's eyes His position as the editor-in-chief of "Shuge" is infinitely beautiful, but he feels deep pressure.

Pressure from the wave of the Internet.

Pressure from the two major competitors of "Mohai" and "Literary Elegance".

Pressure from readers.

So every month, he did it with trepidation, for fear of losing his level.

For example, this month, Melvin was not satisfied, because none of them could be qualified for the first seat.

After such a monthly magazine is published, there is a high probability that it will cause some doubts from the outside world.

But it can't be helped.

He also wanted better, but he didn't.

Even the top short story writers in today's literary world don't create works every month.

"Well, that's it for this month. By the time of next month, be sure to pay a lot of money to a short story writer with enough weight to stabilize the magazine's position. ”

Melvin thought to himself.

At the same time, he made a phone call, ready to find out about the two competitors.

But it's okay not to call, but this inquiry, his face becomes ugly.

Because he got the message:

This month's Mo Hai made an appointment with Nolan's manuscript.

And the literary elegance has succeeded in getting Andrew's latest short story.

Nolan and Andrew, who are not the world's top short story writers today, are still famous. In the past few months, Shuge has sent no less than five requests to the two of them, but all of them have failed.

Melvin had thought that these people were uninspired.

But today I learned that these two people were actually bought by competitors early.

Very good!

Ins blocked!

Melvin grimaced.

In May's "Shuge" monthly magazine, there was no manuscript that could pick up the main beam. But the works produced by the competitors are so prominent, and when the May magazine is published, I am afraid that the situation of Shuge will not be good.

What to do?

Now it's too late to ask for a manuscript from a famous artist, so it seems that I can only swallow my anger and wait for June to save my respect.

It's just that...... In the next month, I'm afraid it will be very difficult for me.

Shake your head.

After such a toss, Melvin felt that he had lost the slightest sleep. Although his head still ached, he still held back his tired spirit and opened the mailbox.

As editor-in-chief, he rarely reviews manuscripts in person.

Generally, the manuscripts that can be handled by him are basically the ones that the editor-in-chief cannot decide, so he is allowed to make judgments.

But today he is going to review a few manuscripts to relieve the sullenness in his heart.

Part 1: Garbage.

Part 2: Garbage.

Part 3: Fighters in the garbage.

Do these people really not take their literary level seriously? Such a substandard manuscript, let alone a submission library, I'm afraid it's spicy to release it for free.

After reading these manuscripts, Melvin felt even more depressed in his heart.

Get!

It's really my own guilt.

Melvin glanced at the submission in his mailbox and was about to close it.

Suddenly, his eyes froze slightly.

Because he saw a familiar name.

"West Building?"

In fact, in the past few months, Xilou, a Chinese person, has a lot of popularity in the world.

First of all, ten fairy tales almost subverted the fairy tale world and shook the literary world a few times.

Then, Wang Mo mentioned the West Building several times at the Night of the International Music Palace, which made the name of the West Building enter the eyes of the world again.

Because of this, Melvin took a fancy to the name of the West Building at a glance in a long list of emails.

"But this West Building shouldn't be the West Building of the Fairy Tale King."

Melvin smiled dumbly and shook his head.

The West Building writes fairy tales, how can it be possible to submit short stories?

It's two tracks entirely.

And even if the other party wants to write a short story, just contact yourself directly with the coffee seat in the West Building, so why bother to contribute?

Isn't that redundant?

If Wang Mo heard this, he would probably be a little depressed, he also wanted to contact Melvin, but he didn't know him, although he made a bunch of celebrities this time, he had no relationship with the literary world at all.

Mainly in the business world.

Even if he was called the king of fairy tales, he didn't know half of the people in the industry at all. After all, he trampled on the entire fairy tale world at the beginning, and those people hated him so much that it was impossible to have a relationship with him.

Although it is certain that this West Building is just another person.

But Melvin still brought up a little curiosity and opened the email from the West Building.

"A bowl of soba noodles in clear soup?"

Melvin frowned slightly.

Apparently the name didn't he understand too much.

As a Westerner, he touches tomato noodles and pasta...... Wait a minute.

What the hell is consommé soba?

Melvin thought for a moment and found that he couldn't find any relevant memories, so he simply didn't want to think about it, and clicked directly on the content of the work.

The opening chapter is very pertinent:

[For noodle restaurants, the busiest time is Chinese New Year's Eve. The day of the Modu Pavilion Noodle Restaurant has also been busy since the beginning of the morning. 】

The content of the story is very fresh.

Or rather, it's a very different style from what Melvin has seen before.

Because of the previous short stories, basically the beginning reveals a strong atmosphere of irony and money, like the short story in front of me, which is still as plain as watery life, Melvin rarely sees it.

So he was a little curious.

Is this writing prose?

The article sent by this person named "West Building" is not a short story, but an essay?

["Ah,...... Yangchun noodles...... A bowl of ...... May I? The woman asked timidly. The two little boys hid behind their mother, and also looked timidly at the proprietress as well.

"Okay, please, please sit here," said the proprietress as she led the mother and son to sit down at table No. 2 near the heater, and shouted to the counter, "A bowl of Yangchun noodles!" ”

The boss, who heard the shout, glanced up at the three of them, and replied, "Okay! A bowl of Yangchun noodles——"]

I read a few more paragraphs.

The strange look in Melvin's eyes intensified.

The text is very comfortable to read, and it can be seen that the author's writing skills are very exquisite.

However, he has read hundreds of words, but he still hasn't seen much distinctive content.

Insipid.

Warm.

It's as if there is a person sitting gently in front of him, whispering an unpretentious story about life.

But soon he saw something.

Because the mother and son only need a bowl of Yangchun noodles, this is obviously not enough to eat. But the owner of the noodle restaurant added half a pile to it, and his casual actions revealed a sense of human truth.

"This ......"

Melvin's heart moved slightly, and then there was seriousness in his eyes.

No way?

Could it be that this short story is about warmth?

Shaking his head, he thought it was unlikely.

The short story should be excellent, and it is generally a reasonable and unexpected reversal at the end, so as to play the role of the finishing touch.

And the warm and bland theme obviously does not fit the core of the short story.

"Perhaps, there will be some reversal of the story behind it, right?"

Melvin muttered to himself and continued to look down.

But at this glance, his pupils gradually widened, and surprise rose in the depths of his calm eyes.

(End of chapter)