Looking at Ba Lao patiently looking at the manuscript, Song Wen felt that his life was like a year in the guest house.

A sword of Damocles hung over his head until the result landed.

Finally, when he drank the Nth cup of tea, Ba Lao closed the manuscript.

Although he could see that Ba Lao looked tired, Song Wen couldn't help but ask: "Editor-in-chief, can this work pass?" ”

Instead of answering the young editor's question, Ba Lao said: "A work with a realistic theme such as 'Yellow Earth' is easy to write, but it is difficult to have new ideas. ”

Song Wen's heart was cold, isn't the editor-in-chief optimistic?

"Editor-in-Chief ......"

"Xiao Song, don't worry, you listen to me first." Ba Lao said with a smile: "This story, to put it bluntly, is to rebel against the arranged marriage of his parents, and finally run away from the marriage, and the theme is not new. ”

Song Wen thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

He whispered unconvinced: "But the spiritual core of the story is different. ”

"That's right, if you want to write differently about old themes, you have to be anti-traditional, and since you want to be anti-traditional, you must be innovative." Ba Lao glanced at Song Wen appreciatively.

"The first time I read it, I was blown away by the images in the novel."

"Huh?"

"The yellow earth, the surging Yellow River, the folk songs of northern Shaanxi, the overwhelming array of mountains and seas, the surging waist drum array, and the blessing and wedding ceremonies are all big scenes in the novel. These are the traditional cultures of the Chinese civilization, which flow in the blood. ”

"In the era of ignorance and despair, the formal traditional culture brought the people of northern Shaanxi to get rid of ignorance and radiate the power to shout. But times have changed, and this once traditional force has become a stubborn and conservative force. But in the face of this force, there is a little girl who screams for freedom, expressing the song of freedom that resonates from the barren yellow earth. ”

"These descriptions are very challenging for the writer to write the narrative and control the structure of the article, but this novel does it, and it does it very well."

After some analysis, Ba Lao did not hesitate to praise.

Until he finished reading it, he still had an endless aftertaste for the content and core of the story, and even several metaphors in the novel also aroused his interest.

Song Wen opened his mouth wide, from the initial worry to the current shock, he was like riding a roller coaster.

This novel is good, he knows it, but he didn't expect Ba Lao's evaluation to be so high.

You must know that Ba Lao is not just the editor-in-chief of "Harvest", he is also a banner and an immortal monument in the Chinese literary world!

If Ba Lao's evaluation of the novel spreads, it will definitely cause a sensation in the literary world.

Song Wen asked: "Editor-in-chief, do you think this work can be published in our "Harvest"? ”

"Yes, it's just a little bit of a problem." Ba Lao teased.

Song Wen was in a hurry, and his heart that had just been put down hung again: "Do you think there is anything else that needs to be modified by him?" I'll write back right away and ask him to change it as you ask. ”

It's rare for Ba Lao to be relieved, he doesn't want anything to happen again.

Ba Lao said with a smile: "Although there are still some small problems, the standard of publication is enough, but the club has already contacted me, saying that the next issue of the article is full, and there is no way to publish it for the time being, so it is estimated that it can only be moved to the next issue." ”

"I didn't have a decision when I came." Song Wen was a little dissatisfied in his heart.

Ba Lao persuaded with deep meaning: "It's not a good thing to delay the issue. ”

Song Wen thought about it for a while, he looked at Ba Lao and said, "Editor-in-chief, I want to tell the good news to the society as soon as possible, do you think it's okay?" ”

"No problem, you can go back." Ba Lao said kindly.

After Song Wen said goodbye to Ba Lao, he took the train of the day and returned to the magic capital.

This trip to the capital can be regarded as a successful end.

"Yellow Earth" can be published smoothly, although it will be a late issue, but he could not be more satisfied.

After returning to the club, Song Wen took out Ba Lao's letter, and the opposing editors had nothing to say.

It's just that this is going around and around, and a lot of time is wasted.

When it was finalized, it was July.

The gaze returned to Yangping County and returned to Jiang Yulou.

"Harvest" didn't reply so late, whether it was him, Teacher Gao and Tang Yuewen, they were all surprised.

But good things still have to happen this month, and a few days after the college entrance examination ended, the first issue of "Contemporary" was finally officially released.

Many students in the class have ordered, although they have seen the sample journal in Jiang Yulou's hand, but the official publication is slightly different from the sample magazine.

Seeing the novels written by my classmates published in literary magazines is indescribable.

There is excitement, pride, yearning, envy, but there is no jealousy.

Because Jiang Yulou had already told the big guy with his performance that with his achievements, jealousy was useless.

Although it is the first issue, Jiang Yulou is estimated to sell tens of thousands of copies.

That is, the literary magazines of this era do not understand marketing, otherwise with him Jiang Yulou as a selling point, with his current popularity among literary youth, he can definitely sell tens of thousands of more copies.

"Louzi, a treat, a treat!"

On the day the magazine was released, Ma Xiao found Jiang Yulou's house.

Jiang Yulou was happy in his heart, and said boldly: "Okay, buddy is happy today, just say what you want to eat." ”

"It has to be mutton hot pot!" Ma Xiao said with bright eyes: "The county has newly opened an old capital shabu shabu, I heard that the old man is accumulating, let's eat this today." ”

Jiang Yulou said: "Okay, call Tang Yuewen to go with you." ”

Ma Xiao was not surprised, he had long known that the relationship between the two was good. said it was a friend, but in fact, the relationship was as good as a boyfriend and girlfriend.

That is, there is no confession.

The three met in the county seat, and then went to the hot pot restaurant together.

There are a lot of people in the hot pot restaurant, and if they come late, there will be no place.

Jiang Yulou said loudly: "Boss, come four catties of mutton!" ”

"It's too much to eat." Tang Yuewen pulled his sleeve and felt sorry for him.

Jiang Yulou said with a smile: "It's hard to eat, of course, you have to eat it all at once." ”

"The building is atmospheric!" Ma Xiaomei smiled and gave a thumbs up.

"Okay, don't hold it, eat, eat."

After the three of them were seated, the waiter began to put on the pot and open the fire, and by the way, the meat dishes and spices were served to the table.

The old Yanjing copper hot pot is slightly different from the Sichuan Shu hot pot, and the bottom of the pot is generally clear soup.

After burning for a while, the copper pot was steaming, and the weather outside was already thirty degrees, and the three of them were covered in sweat after sitting at the table for a while.

However, eating hot pot is not in season, and eating it in summer has a more enjoyable feeling.

"Eating hot pot in summer has a special taste, and it is more comfortable after sweating!" Ma Xiao grinned and was sweating profusely while eating.

"Well, it's good." Tang Yuewen ate shabu mutton delicately.

She is afraid of spicy, so she uses sesame sauce dipping sauce.

"When we have money in the future, we will eat every day if we want to eat."

Jiang Yulou said with a smile, and did not forget to sandwich meat for Tang Yuewen.

Ma Xiao pouted, the rancid smell of love was too rushing!