"Rare guests, Mr. Jiang can come and make the humble house shine."

Jiang Yulou's arrival was warmly welcomed by Jian Xing.

He is now very famous, Yangping County is not easy to say, but no one in Shanghe Village does not know about him Jiang Yulou.

Jiang Yulou smiled bitterly: "Brother Jian said that I don't have the face to see people, didn't we say okay, you just call me Yulou." ”

Jian Xing praised: "I also went to listen to the lecture a few days ago, Yulou, you spoke so well." ”

"Sacrifice ugliness, sacrifice ugliness."

Jian Xing said enviously: "Yulou is famous in the circle of educated youth, and I don't know how many people in Yangping County are inquiring about you." ”

"Huh? I have something to inquire about, just an ordinary student. ”

"Ordinary students can't publish literature."

"Hey, hey."

Jiang Yulou scratched his head embarrassedly.

Jian Xing asked, "After this, is there something wrong with Yulou coming today?" ”

"Really." He took out the manuscript of the novel written by Tang Yuewen and handed it to Jian Xing.

Jian Xing thought it was a novel written by Jiang Yulou, and immediately read it carefully, and after reading it, everyone appreciated: "I didn't expect Yulou that you still understand a woman's mind, and write vividly about the desire for love after the female intellectuals return to the city." ”

Jiang Yulou said with a smile: "Brother Jian misunderstood, this was not written by me, but by a female classmate who has a good relationship with me." ”

Jian Xing looked at him in surprise, and sighed after a long time: "I didn't expect that Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in Yangping County High School first came out of the Jade Tower, and now there is a female writer again." ”

Then, he tapped his finger on the manuscript and said with a slight mutter: "I may understand, Yulou is worried that your classmate's work does not conform to the style of "Contemporary". ”

Jiang Yulou nodded.

Jian Xing took out a densely written piece of paper from the table, "This is the address I have collected for literary magazines recently, including "Harvest", "October", which was established last year, "Flower City", which was also just held this year, and "Yan'an Literature" and "Yanhe Literature" in Shaanxi, ......"

"Harvest" is an old-school literary magazine, founded by Ba Jin, which has long occupied the first place in Chinese pure literature, even in the era when paper publications were rarely talked about in the previous life, each issue still has more than 100,000 sales; Together with the later "October", "Contemporary" and "Flower City", these four magazines are known as the four major magazines of pure literature in China.

The province's "Yanhe Literature" was founded in 1956, and it is also well-known among local literary magazines, in this era, the sales volume can even exceed 100,000 a month, and almost all literature lovers in the province want to publish articles on it.

"Yan'an Literature" is also a magazine that was just established this year, but the works published are slightly different from "Yanhe".

"Yanhe Literature" is a pure literary journal that combines poetry, prose, essays, and novels.

"Yan'an Literature" published more novels and essays.

If in later generations, there is not much difference between the two, but in this era, "Yanhe" is more literary and more popular with literature lovers in this province.

"Does Brother Jane have any good suggestions?"

"My suggestion is to vote for "Yanhe", my teacher is the editor-in-chief of "Yanhe", as long as the work is okay, the remuneration will definitely not be bad to your friends. Even if you don't pass the audit, you can save a lot of time. ”

Jiang Yulou said gratefully: "Then it's troublesome for Brother Jane." ”

solved the problem of Tang Yuewen's submission, and he also settled a matter in his heart.

"If this happens, I would like to thank you for recommending your classmates to my teacher's magazine." Jian Xing laughed.

The two chatted about literary creation for a while, and Jian Xing suddenly twisted.

"Brother Jane has something to say, just say it directly, with our relationship, can I not help you if there is something?" Jiang Yu said.

Jian Xing stubbornly said: "It's not a big deal, it's just that a group of educated youths who like literature are going to hold an event this week, that is, to exchange literary creations. ”

He felt that Jiang Yulou was not the kind of person who liked to be in the limelight, and most writers did not like such activities. It's just that a good friend begged him, and he couldn't refuse, so he could only try.

"This is a good thing, I am very happy to meet with the vast number of educated comrades in our county and exchange literary creations."

Jiang Yulou thought what was the matter, but he didn't expect to participate in an exchange activity, so he immediately agreed.

Jian Xing shook his hand excitedly, "Thank you, Yulou!" ”

After thanking him, he was not ambiguous, and wrote a letter of recommendation to Jiang Yulou in front of Jiang Yulou.

Following.

Jiang Yulou pulled Tang Yuewen and mailed the envelope containing the manuscript and the letter of recommendation.

It's just that the recipient is different, the manuscript is mailed to "Yanhe", and the recommendation letter is mailed to Jianxing's teacher.

Seeing the novel she wrote mailed out, Tang Yuewen cried with joy, "Thank you, Yulou!" ”

"Silly girl, thank me for what, didn't you write the novel yourself?" Jiang Yulou gently soothed.

Tang Yuewen knew that the boy was encouraging her, if it weren't for his guidance, the first work would not have gone so smoothly. Not to mention, there is still a chance for the work to be published.

Thanks to the boy in front of me!

When she got home, the girl told her mother about the submission.

"Smack."

The bowl in Tang's mother's hand shattered.

"Mom!"

Tang Yuewen was taken aback by her mother.

"Wenwen, what did you just say?" Mother Tang stammered and asked.

Tang Yuewen replied: "I said, I wrote a short story and submitted it to "Yanhe". ”

"Aren't you lying to your mother?"

"It's true."

Tang Yuewen told her mother the ins and outs of the matter.

"It's the child's work." Tang's mother understood.

There is news about Jiang Yulou, but Tang's mother often hears her daughter mention it.

In the mouth of his daughter, his various virtues are countless.

Originally, Tang's mother thought that her daughter was a lover, but she didn't expect that it didn't take long for her to hear the news that Jiang Yulou's novel was going to be published in a literary magazine.

Now, she really believed.

Tang Yuewen pouted, "Everything is his credit, but the person who wrote it is not good for me." ”

Mother is really, and all the credit is given to him, so didn't I work hard?

"Okay, good, you have to work hard." After Mother Tang coaxed her a few words, she said, "Then have you thanked other boys?" ”

"Yes...... Yes......" Tang Yuewen suddenly squirmed.

Tang's mother proposed: "Why don't you invite other boys to your house for a light meal?" ”

Tang Yuewen just wanted to agree, but when she thought of the situation at home, her expression that was eager to try became dim, "Let's talk about it." ”

Tang's mother also sighed when she saw her daughter's expression.