After talking about the manuscript, Lin Chaoyang returned to the library. When passing by the Triangle, he was grabbed by the excited Chen Jiangong, Zou Shifang and others.
"Chaoyang, come and take a photo!"
Just now, after the leaders took photos with the guests, some left and some were chatting with acquaintances.
Several young people in charge of the preparations for the May Fourth Literary Club were so excited that they rushed forward to take photos. When Lin Chaoyang came over, they tried to pull him away.
Lin Chaoyang saw the curator Xie Daoyuan walking over and suddenly shook off Chen Jiangong's arm.
If I’m not familiar with you, don’t touch me!
"curator!"
Xie Daoyuan nodded, "Shall I take a photo with you?"
"No, no, no." Lin Chaoyang waved his hand quickly.
You were caught by the curator while deserting, and you dared to ask him to help you take a photo?
"You go ahead, I'm going back to the library." Lin Chaoyang ran away without looking back.
After taking the photo with Liu Xinwu, Chen Jiangong said with some regret: "Chaoyang is too low-key. I would also like to introduce him to you. His article "Wrangler" completely inherited the core of your thoughts in "Class Teacher" and wrote it
very good."
Liu Xinwu glanced at Lin Chaoyang's back, "Why is he running so fast?"
"He is from the library. The director is here. Can you run as fast as you can?"
"Interesting!" Liu Xinwu laughed, "I'll definitely get to know him next time I have a chance. By the way, when will his work be published?"
"I don't know. You have to ask Comrade Zhou about this."
As soon as Zhou Yanru walked back into the crowd, Liu Xinwu came up to ask her when Lin Chaoyang's "Wrangler" would be published, and she suddenly became wary.
You must know that Liu Xinwu is not only a writer, but also one of the editors of the just-launched "October".
She heard that "October" was currently short of manuscripts, especially short stories.
"The editorial board unanimously approved publication, mainly because there have been too many manuscripts recently, so we have to wait."
Chen Jiangong praised Lin Chaoyang and "The Wrangler" as if they were flowers. Liu Xinwu was just curious and had no idea about Zhou Yanru's mental journey.
After dealing with Liu Xinwu casually, Zhou Yanru's sense of crisis did not diminish.
Literary creation in China is gradually being loosened, and literary journals are constantly resuming publication. Every author with quality and potential is a valuable resource for the journal, and Lin Chaoyang cannot be abducted by other publications.
"Wrangler" must be published as soon as possible, but thinking about the current personnel situation of "Yanjing Literature and Art", she felt anxious again. Sometimes this kind of thing cannot be decided by her alone.
That night, Tao Yushu came back from Yan'an Normal University in a good mood. When Lin Chaoyang asked, he found out that it was her literary criticism article about "Scar" that the teacher had praised a lot, and he was going to recommend it to her for the "Scar" which had just resumed this summer.
Literary Journal".
"Ouch! My wife is going to become a literary critic!"
Lin Chaoyang's tone of praise was a bit exaggerated. Tao Yushu was both happy and a little embarrassed.
"Don't talk nonsense. The Literary Newspaper may not be usable yet." Her cheeks flushed with excitement and she added, "Thanks to your suggestion."
On the afternoon when Tao Yumo blackmailed the braised pork, Lin Chaoyang and Tao Yushu discussed this article for a long time and gave her a lot of opinions, which was considered a contribution.
"So the military medal is half yours and half mine? Then you share half of the royalties with me!"
After hearing what he said, Tao Yushu calmed down and said, "Why are we so clearly separated? Isn't what's mine yours? Besides, I have to save money to buy you a watch!"
"I'm just kidding you!"
Lin Chaoyang was just testing it out. Seeing that Tao Yu's book was unreliable, he could only say softly.
This girl is not easy to fool!
In a blink of an eye, it’s the 29th. Today is Friday. It’s the National Day this week and we have holidays on Sunday and next Monday.
When Lin Chaoyang was at work, he was planning where to go during his vacation. He had been in Yanjing for more than a month and he hadn't gone out much yet.
At dinner in the evening, Tao Yumo looked at the dishes on the plate and couldn't help complaining: "It's already National Day, so I can't cook more dishes. There is no oil or water in my stomach."
There are nine people in the Tao family, including seven adults and two children. Among the four dishes on the table, there is only one plate of twice-cooked pork with a bit of meaty flavor. The key point is that the meat is not enough.
Complaints are complaints, and food must be eaten. Tao Yumo's complaints are not groundless.
"Mom is getting more and more excessive." After dinner, even Tao Yushu couldn't help but complain about tonight's food when he returned to the house.
Lin Chaoyang was also curious and asked: "My father's salary is so high, my mother also has a pension, and we pay food expenses to the family every month. Why is the food at home so bad at the end of the month?"
Tao's father is a third-level professor with a monthly salary of 229 yuan. He is now a high-income group when the average monthly income of urban residents is less than 70 yuan.
"I have no money," Tao Yushu said casually.
Of course, what she said about having no money was not that she really had no money. The Tao family had a lot of savings, but everyone in this era had a habit of saving money that could only go in and out of the bankbook.
Tao's father keeps 29 yuan of his salary for himself every month and pays 200 yuan to his family. Including Tao's mother's pension, half of it is deposited directly into the bank every month, and the remaining money is used by the family.
"Yu Mo, Xiwen are still in school, and Xiwu still has to drink milk powder. These little ones have to change their clothes every year. The key is my brother..."
When Tao Yushu spoke ill of his uncle behind his back, he was not soft-spoken at all.
"My salary is not enough, and I still ask my mother for money all day long!"
Is there such a thing?
Not to mention, my uncle really has the temperament of taking advantage of the elders.
Lin Chaoyang remembered that when he met his uncle for the first time, Tao Yushu asked him if he had money. Lin Chaoyang thought that his uncle was like him and gave all his income to his family. He dared Tao Yushu to ask that because he spent too much money.
Spending a lot of money?
Lin Chaoyang gossiped: "He doesn't support my sister-in-law's family?"
"Here, I'll give you thirty yuan a month, and I'll go back before the middle of the month."
"Can I still give him the money I got?" Lin Chaoyang was surprised.
"You know my sister-in-law's temper, and my brother talks nonsense. He just coaxed her out of her money."
When Tao Yushu said this, his tone was full of anger towards his sister-in-law Zhao Li.
Lin Chaoyang suddenly felt a little envious of his uncle. If only Yushu could talk as well as his sister-in-law, why would he have to climb the grid every day and work hard to build a small treasury? He would have been lying down long ago.
I need to ask my uncle for advice when I get the chance.
"What are you thinking about?" Tao Yushu looked at his face and seemed to feel something.
"It's nothing." Lin Chaoyang felt guilty for a moment, then changed the subject and said, "Then mom just doesn't care about him?"
"No matter what? He's used to it! Who do you think made him behave like a young man?" Tao Yushu became more and more angry as he spoke, "Mom prefers boys over girls."
"Okay, okay, I didn't spend your money. I remember when I first came to Yanjing, your brother bought me a fish to catch the wind." Lin Chaoyang advised.
"He loves to be poor and generous outside!"
Tao Yushu said sarcastically to his brother, calmed down, and then said, "I don't even like to talk about these things, but you have to ask me!"
Yes, blame me!
"Let's go out and play on November!" Lin Chaoyang changed the topic.
As soon as these words came out, Tao Yushu looked embarrassed.
Lin Chaoyang had a bad feeling in his heart, "You won't have to go to class on November 1st, will you?"
"No classes. It's an article for "Literary News". The editor asked me to revise it again. It happens to be a two-day holiday..."
Lin Chaoyang was furious and felt very aggrieved.
Chapter completed!