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Chapter 39, Fame

The editorial office is a north-facing room.
There are not many desks inside, and there are about a dozen, all of which are placed against the window and against the wall.
There are piles of manuscripts on each desk, and so on the ground. They are all wrapped in kraft paper with the submission name written on the outer paper.
Chen Xiaomi is always a person who loves dressing up and is also a person who loves cleanliness, but she loves flowers and plants more.
Look, there is a pot of Chunlan on her desk that is very popular these days.
Originally, she didn't need to go to work today, but as one of the most experienced people in this office, Chen Xiaomi also has her own persistence and ambitions.
She doesn't want her colleagues to label her "father-in-law relationships". She wants to use her own abilities to achieve success and be proud.
And how can editors improve their performance?
Of course, it is up to discover good writers and works. The more manuscripts she has published, the more she will be recognized by the literary club.
If she is lucky enough to find a new writer who can sensation the literary world, her fame and status will rise rapidly in the literary society and industry.
This is the fastest way for editors like them to get promoted, raise and gain reputation.
The literary trend was prevalent in the 1980s, and the writers had a high status. The income from investing in a manuscript was also quite large. The most famous literary magazines in China, like them, received countless submissions from all over the country every day.
Very busy!
It’s just a pity that although new writers emerge in thousands every day, the super talent she can touch and pick up is almost the same as finding a needle in a haystack. The chances are slim and hard to come by.
With some fragmented thoughts, Chen Xiaomi has reviewed seven or eight manuscripts in a blink of an eye. The quality of these manuscripts is not very bad, but it is not very good. Only one of them can barely catch up.
Another one out...
Chen Xiaomi held a teacup in her right hand and skillfully took a new copy from a stack of manuscripts in her left hand.
A glance at the name on the outer paper: "Living", author December.
This time, she was plain and she didn't see anything special.
It seems that she is another "mediocre". She has such an idea in her mind, siping tea while reading quickly.
As he was reading, Chen Xiaomi was stunned for a moment, and then she realized that the teacup was stopped by her mouth for a long time and she had not moved. She had just taken the role in the book and forgot about the gods.
As the review editor of People's Literature, Chen Xiaomi's professionalism and literacy are unquestionable. She instantly understands what her state represents?
What does it mean?
Thinking of this, she suddenly felt excited and stopped drinking tea. She quickly put down her cup, turned the page again, and after turning the title of "Living" novel, she immediately became energetic and started reading again.
That's right, look again! Look from beginning to end!
Change the previous attitude of reviewing the manuscript, savoring it word by word, and meticulously.
This is amazing!
She was soon attracted by the words of flying dragons and flying phoenixes, and was addicted to it, and could not extricate herself.
I don't know how long it took...
When she came to her senses again, she realized that the manuscript had reached its end and there was no more behind it.
Chen Xiaomi used her fingertips to help the glasses frame down, and her eyes remained on the last line of words on the last page, staring blankly like a wooden carving, reluctant to leave, unable to speak for a long time.
"Hey, Xiaomi, why are you stupid? My pen fell to the ground and broke. I'll borrow a pen and I'll use it."
Sister Liao at the desk next door saw that she was motionless and shouted, so she simply reached out to her and raised her again.
Her eyelids shaking, and Chen Xiaomi, who gradually reacted, subconsciously checked the source of the manuscript.
Submission address: No. 1 Middle School, Shao City, Hunan Province.
Huh?
Did you actually come from Shaoyang, my fellow villager?
Chen Xiaomi thought she was dazzled, so she closed her eyes and opened it again, and found that the address had not changed. As expected, it was still Shaoshi No. 1 Middle School.
What a coincidence!
very nice!
When Chen Xiaomi found out that the author was his fellow villager, she suddenly felt indescribable, happy, sweet, and very glorious and intimate.
Because she thought about it this way at the first time: she is from Shao City, and the author is from Shao City. As the saying goes, the fellow villagers are crying when they see them. With this alone, the two have a natural close attribute.
In addition, I am the editor of a big-name literary magazine and the new author in December. The two complement each other, without conflicts of interest, and are the best gold medal partners. Maybe they can work together for a long time in the future.
The reason why she judged that the other party was a new writer is that she has been following the literary world for nearly ten years and has never heard of the title of the writer "December".
Logically speaking, if the other party is an old man, he cannot be an unknown person with such profound literary attainments!
It is impossible to be buried!
As I thought about it, my already excited mood became increasingly uncontrollable.
Hello newcomer! Hello newcomer!
If December is a new writer, you will have a greater advantage and better grasp of the other party.
With such thoughts, Chen Xiaomi couldn't help but feel that the road ahead suddenly became clear, and the opportunity he had been waiting for was right in front of him.
It really corresponds to the saying: Whoever has no storm and heavy rain, can guard the clouds to see the bright moon?
Unconsciously, his eyes fell on the information of the contributor writer again.
First Middle School…
This is where Zijin once studied.
Is the other party a teacher?
It should be the teacher, and it may be a Chinese teacher who has been immersed in writing for many years.
Seeing Chen Xiaomi smiling at the corner of her mouth, her eyes were full of brilliance. Sister Liao, who borrowed the pen, was not in a hurry to borrow a pen, and couldn't help but put her head over and ask:
"Xiaomi, I have known you for almost two years. I have never seen you so energetic. Have you met a magical manuscript?"
Sister Liao said this without any target.
She has heard of the background of the Chen family. Chen Xiaomi is also a top student who graduated from Renmin University. She is not qualified to let Xiaomi be so obsessed with her general manuscripts.
Fearing that she had aesthetic deviations, Chen Xiaomi generously handed "To Live" to Sister Liao:
"Sister Liao, please help me with your eyes."
This office is a preliminary review. When you encounter good manuscripts, you have to hand them over to Zhou Mingwei, deputy director and editor-in-chief, before you can pass the final review.
So just in case something goes wrong, sometimes people will ask colleagues with good relationships to review before submitting them to the review.
Generally, those who follow this process either do not grasp it accurately or the manuscript is too good, so people can help control it.
Today, it was obviously because Chen Xiaomi’s manuscript was so good that it exploded, so good that she couldn’t control herself.
She wasn't worried that the other party would steal the manuscript. As soon as so many people watched, who would dare to do this blatantly?
Secondly, the Chen family is not a vegetarian, so Sister Liao can’t make any trouble in front of the Chen family.
"Okay, the manuscript that can make you so excited will definitely be extraordinary. I'll read it." Sister Liao took the manuscript and started browsing it.
The 40,000 words are not much, but it is also not much. It took Sister Liao more than 20 minutes to finish reading it.
Chen Xiaomi asked immediately: "Sister Liao, how about it?"
Sister Liao calmed down and said enviously for a while: "It's so good! It's so good to write! No wonder you were so moved, I might be even more unbearable.
Xiaomi, this is an opportunity, you have to seize it."
When Uncle Dai, who was doing a short rest when he heard Sister Liao praise, was tired of looking at her eyes. He couldn't help but stand up and stretched out his hand: "Come on, let me see if it's really that good?"
Chen Xiaomi smiled and gave the manuscript to the other party in person: "Give it, please help me see it."
Uncle Dai is a veteran in the editorial department. I heard that the superiors were planning to let him be the director before, but because of his poor health and age, he finally gave the opportunity to a younger person selflessly.
With such an experienced veteran who has the right to speak, Chen Xiaomi naturally wanted to do so. While waiting slowly, she also secretly observed the expression on the other person's face.
Uncle Dai is a person who has experienced hardships, and the few short lines of the beginning of "To Live" attracted him.
During the reading process, his face was changing, as if the article had evoked many memories.
At this point, Chen Xiaomi has made up her mind and has a clear idea.
Uncle Dai was too devoted to watching it, and the speed was relatively slow, and it took him 40 minutes to finish it.
Sister Liao hurriedly asked: "How is the manuscript?"
Uncle Dai took off his reading glasses and said with great emotion: "Xiao Chen picked up the treasure. The last time I felt this way was Hemingway's "The Old Man and the Sea", which was amazing, amazing..."
In this office, Uncle Dai is almost an authoritative person, and his evaluation is often more effective and more popular than the editor-in-chief.
He said that "Living" is good, that is true, and there is no falsehood.
After hearing Uncle Dai's high evaluation, I heard that he could be comparable to "The Old Man and the Sea". Others in the office were instantly uneasy, and their curiosity was completely aroused, and they all spoke out:
"Xiaomi, show it to me."
"I want to see."
"I want to see, too..."
ps: Please give me a monthly ticket! Please read it! Please help from big guys.
ps: The pseudonym is changed to "December", Geely.
Chapter completed!
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