Just as Yu Dong was about to speak, Cheng Yongxing came back from outside, "Yu Dong is here."
"It's been a while."
"Let's go to my office and chat together."
Yu Dong nodded and went to Cheng Yongxing's office with Wang Yu.
When they arrived at the office, Wang Yu was still saying, "Please show me the manuscript first. Maybe we can actually distribute it."
"It's unlikely, but if you want to see it, I'll give it to you later."
"That's good." Wang Yu smiled.
Cheng Yongxing had just taken out his cigarette and was about to light it. When he saw the two of them talking, he asked, "What ear are you biting?"
"Teacher Yu has a new manuscript, I asked him to come back and take a look."
Cheng Yongxing raised his eyebrows and said with interest: "Really?"
"Mystery thriller type is not suitable for "Harvest"."
"We won't know until we read it whether it's suitable or not." Cheng Yongxing said with a smile, "You also said it wasn't suitable for the last "Chaos Diary". Then we published it and the response was good. In our "Harvest", nothing is impossible.
of."
"That's what I told Teacher Yu," Wang Yu said.
"Okay, I'll bring the manuscript over later. By the way, is Sister Xiaolin here? I'll go say hello to her."
"It's a coincidence that she didn't come today. Didn't you want to deliver the manuscript? Come back tomorrow. She will definitely be there tomorrow."
"OK."
After sitting in Cheng Yongxing's office for a while, Yu Dong left and went to "Shanghai Literature".
The editorial office of "Shanghai Literature" was noisy, with a large group of people, and it was difficult to tell who was a staff member and who was an outsider.
While Yu Dong was looking around, a curly-haired man in his forties came over and asked him, "Who submitted the article?"
"not me……"
"Business Cooperation?"
"No, I..."
"Advertisement?"
Yu Dongding glanced at the man, "What's wrong with this guy? Why don't you let him finish his sentence?"
"I'm looking for Jin Yucheng."
"Oh, let's look for him." The man nodded, "I'm looking for him too."
"You're not from the editorial department?"
The man shook his head, "No."
Yu Dong was speechless. You are not from the editorial department, so you have been asking people for a long time.
"Aren't you looking for Jin Yucheng? I know where he is and I will take you to find him."
The man smiled and walked towards the small room on the side.
Entering the small room, Yu Dong was stunned for a moment. He saw Wang Anyi sitting on a chair wearing a gray cloth, and Jin Yucheng was giving Wang Anyi a haircut with scissors.
The man who came with Yu Dong smiled and said, "An Yi is almost done here. Xiao Jin will give me a haircut soon, okay?"
Jin Yucheng glanced over here and nodded: "Okay, Teacher Zhao, please find a place to sit for a while."
"By the way, this good guy is here to see you too." Teacher Zhao pointed at Yu Dong.
Jin Yucheng turned his head again, saw Yu Donghou, and said in surprise, "Teacher Yu, you are here."
When Wang Anyi heard about Teacher Yu, she was curious about who it was and turned her head over.
"Less than, why are you here?"
Wang Anyi was very happy to see Yu Dong. She wanted to stand up, but was held down by Jin Yucheng, "Sister Wang, you are cutting your hair."
"Oh, oh, I almost forgot. Please be more patient. I'm busy right now."
Yu Dong smiled and said, "It's okay, you guys go to work first."
Teacher Zhao next to him was a little curious when he saw that Jin Yucheng and Wang Anyi both knew Yu Dong, "Who is this?"
Wang Anyi said with a smile: "Old Zhao, you are so called Bai Xiaosheng, Yu Dong, even the local writers in Shanghai don't know you."
"Oh, it turns out to be Yu Dong. Nice to meet you. Nice to meet you. I'm Zhao Lihong."
Yu Dong was also surprised to hear that it was Zhao Lihong.
There are only a few famous writers in Shanghai, and Zhao Lihong ranks high among them.
Zhao Lihong's works are mainly in poetry and prose, and many of his works have been selected into textbooks. Yu Dong also saw Zhao Lihong's "Toddler" in the later edition of Yan Normal University's middle school Chinese textbook.
It's just that the teacher Zhao in front of me looks more like a street kid.
There are also street liars who are as good as street liars. Zhao Lihong is very familiar with him. The first time he met Yu Dong, he took Yu Dong and had a lively chat.
"I'm blind to gold and jade, so I didn't recognize you. I'm familiar with "Shanghai Literature". Xiao Jin knows how to cut hair. Wang Anyi and I often come here to ask him for help..."
After chatting for a while, Yu Dong found out that Zhao Lihong and Wang Anyi were in similar situations. They were both professional writers from the Shanghai Writers Association.
They usually work in the creation room of the Association. Because of the free nature of their work, they often go to other units to visit. Moreover, he has worked at the "Sprouting" magazine for several years, and he is very familiar with the building of the Writers Association.
Ripe.
For this reason, he often boasted that Bai Xiaosheng knew everything about the Shanghai Writers Association, big and small, and all kinds of people.
After a while, Wang Anyi finished arranging his hair and asked Zhao Lihong to do it. Wang Anyi took Yu Dong to chat again.
Wang Anyi really liked Yu Dong, his younger brother. The two of them had become friends before Yu Dong became famous, and Wang Anyi thought Yu Dong was good at that time.
"Jinling is not far away. Come back and have a look if you have nothing to do. You are from Shanghai and now you work in Jinling. Isn't the Shanghai Writers Association your natal family? Just now I laughed at Teacher Zhao for not recognizing you. In fact, you have your own problems.
If you come back more often, how could he not recognize you?"
Zhao Lihong, who was getting a haircut, heard this and continued with a smile, "Yes, you don't blame me."
Jin Yucheng pushed Zhao Lihong's neck with a clipper, and said while pushing: "It's not the teacher's fault, he is indeed very busy. Unlike the two teachers, he can concentrate on creation, and there are so many students in the school who want him to go
take care of."
Of course Wang Anyi didn't blame Yu Dong, but she was just making things up. After listening to Jin Yucheng's words, she smiled and said: "I know, his annual output is also high, which is comparable to me and Lao Zhao combined."
"Yeah."
"From now on, Shanghai Literature will have to rely on Xiao Xiao to support us. It seems that we are no longer young."
"When you are young, you have to work hard."
…
Yu Dong sat in the small room, listening to the three of them chatting with each other. It felt like he had really arrived at a barber shop in a township, meeting fellow villagers who came to get their hair cut, and chatting with each other for free.
A common sentence.
As for the editorial office outside, it is like a world far away in the horizon, with so much trouble and noise being blocked out.
Later, Wang Anyi looked around at Yu Dong and waved his hand, "Jin Yucheng, give Yu Yue a haircut later."
"no, I'm fine."
Yu Dong's refusal had no effect at all. Wang Anyi and Zhao Lihong escorted Yu Dong from left to right, like escorting a prisoner to the execution ground, and pressed him onto a chair.
Come to life.
Jin Yucheng smiled and raised the scissors.
Chapter completed!