Yu Dong sat in Li Xiaolin's office for a while, guessing that they would finish it in a while, so he said hello and went to "Sprouting".
It's already five o'clock now. If Li Xiaolin and the others finish, I'm afraid Zhao Changtian and the others will have gone home from get off work.
Yu Dong was recognized by the editors as soon as he entered the editorial office.
"Teacher Yu Dong is here."
"Welcome, welcome, Editor Zhao is in the office."
Yu Dong waved in response and walked towards the editor's office.
Because the editor outside was too enthusiastic, Zhao Changtian heard the commotion early in the morning. When he walked to the door of the office, Zhao Changtian had already stood up and poured him tea.
Zhao Changtian said with a smile while pouring tea, "I was just thinking, why haven't you come yet? The journey is not easy, isn't it?"
"It's not easy to go home. I see there are a lot of new people outside and they are recruiting troops?" Yu Dong walked over with a smile and took the teacup from Zhao Changtian's hand.
"Thanks to you, the revision of the magazine has been very effective. Because the magazine's layout is now divided into smaller sections, the original manpower is not enough, so we have recruited a few more people, all of them young people. They are very interested in the preferences of young readers.
The control also needs to be more precise.”
Zhao Changtian smiled and talked about the situation of the magazine, and then asked Yu Dong, "I heard on the phone that you were coming to submit a manuscript to "Harvest". Have you already sent it?"
Yu Dong nodded, "I just sent it over. Sister Xiaolin and the others are reading it. We will know later whether the manuscript can be passed."
"Hey, is there anything in your manuscript that you can't pass? If you really can't pass it, if you don't mind it, bring the manuscript over here, and we at "Sprouting" will definitely send it to you."
"Editor Zhao slapped me in the face with these words. I don't mind whether I dislike it or not. The main reason is that this manuscript is not suitable for "Sprouting"."
"Haha, of course I know, but when will you write more mystery novels? "Fatal Identity" has received such a good response, the magazine receives a large number of letters urging you to publish the manuscript every day, asking you when will you publish another mystery novel?
novel."
With that said, Zhao Changtian pointed outside, "There are a lot of letters specially sent to you stored in the warehouse. You can take them back later."
"Okay, I'll just take the letter away this time." Yu Dong nodded.
"One more thing, the society's mystery novel essay solicitation has reached its second issue, and more and more authors are participating now. We plan to hold an awards event after the third issue of essay solicitation ends next year. I don't know if we can invite people by then.
Come over and present an award to the winning author."
"If you have time, of course there is no problem. I have been paying attention to your essay collection, and some of the works are really good."
Not only Yu Dong is paying attention, but the Deep Space Company is also paying attention.
Deep Space China has now established a department that specializes in collecting potential authors and works across the country, regardless of category, mainly to see if the works can be made into movies and TV series.
In addition, we are also preparing for the establishment of a literary website later.
"This time the magazine is marketed..."
As soon as Zhao Changtian opened his mouth, someone knocked on the door. They turned around and saw that it was Sun Ganlu.
"Gan Lu, you're here." Seeing Sun Ganlu, Zhao Changtian smiled and waved.
Sun Ganlu walked in with a smile and shook hands with Yu Dong, "I went out to do some errands, and I heard you were here just after I returned to the editorial office."
Yu Dong noticed Sun Ganlu's wording and asked doubtfully, "Go back to the editorial department? Teacher Sun is now working in "Sprouting"?"
Zhao Changtian smiled beside him and said, "I forgot to tell you, it was just decided two days ago that Gan Lu will be the deputy editor-in-chief of the magazine."
"Congratulations, congratulations." Yu Dong smiled and congratulated, "With Teacher Sun's help, Editor Zhao is even more powerful."
Sun Ganlu said modestly, "I'm just doing odd jobs in the back. The key is to look at Teacher Zhao as the locomotive."
"Let's not talk nonsense between us." Zhao Changtian waved his hand and asked the two of them to sit down, "Sit down and chat."
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On the other side, when Li Xiaolin had read most of the manuscript, he suddenly looked up and saw that Yu Dong was no longer in the office. He was a little surprised and asked, "Where is Yu Dong?"
Cheng Yongxing smiled and said, "I left a long time ago. I said I was going to see "Sprout". Before I left, I said hello to us and you said yes."
Li Xiaolin patted his head and said, "I have no impression at all."
Then she rubbed her sore eyes and said to Cheng Yongxing, "How do you feel about this manuscript?"
"I haven't finished reading it yet, so I can't make a decision, but in terms of narrative language and structure, Yu Dong's innovation this time is very bold. Although he wrote an article in college criticizing avant-garde literature for being too extreme, this manuscript of his is quite
There are some traces of pioneers. The improvement of dialects has also been very successful. I think even people who are not locals in Shanghai can understand it."
Li Xiaolin nodded, "The most creative thing about this novel is its form. Its narrative posture, narrative tone and narrative language gave me an extremely novel reading experience, which is as old as today. There is something like a stream of consciousness in it,
But it’s like a storyteller-style setting.”
As soon as she finished speaking, Zhao Lihong stood at the door and looked inside, "You two, are you busy?"
"I am reading the manuscript, is there something wrong with Teacher Zhao?" Li Xiaolin said with a smile.
"Nothing special. I heard that Yu Dong is here. Come and have a look."
Li Xiaolin raised the manuscript in his hand and said, "I went to "Grudge", but the manuscript stayed here."
Zhao Lihong rubbed his hands with interest and walked over, "Can I take a look?"
"Of course." Cheng Yongxing handed a stack of manuscripts to Zhao Lihong.
Afterwards, the three of them sat down quietly and read the manuscript.
About a quarter of an hour later, Wang Anyi brought Cheng Yanqiu to see Yu Dong. When they learned that Yu Dong had gone to "Grudge", Wang Anyi thought and said that Yu Dong would be here soon, so she asked Cheng Yanqiu to wait here, and then she did the same.
I took a look at a stack of manuscripts.
Mainly because she read Li Xiaolin and others seriously, so she became very interested in this novel.
Later, several more people came one after another.
This chapter is not over yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading! The Shanghai Writers Association is such a big place with many subordinate units. The news of Yu Dong’s arrival spread quickly. Many people did not read it after arriving.
When I arrived in Yudong, I sat down and read the manuscript.
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Here, Yu Dong and Zhao Changtian chatted until half past six. When they saw that the time was almost up, they said, "Let's go to "Harvest" together. We should have finished reading the manuscript. If we don't finish it, we will be late for dinner."
Then the three of them went to "Harvest" together.
As soon as they entered Li Xiaolin's office, they were shocked by the scene in front of them.
There were about ten people in the office at this time, and except for Cheng Yanqiu, each of them had a few manuscripts.
As soon as he saw Yu Dong coming, Cheng Yanqiu ran over quickly and said, "You're here."
"What's going on?" Yu Dong asked softly.
"Many people came to look for you, but they didn't find you, so they stayed to read your manuscript."
Zhao Changtian smiled and said, "It seems that this novel is very popular. I want to read it."
At this time, other people also noticed Yu Dong's arrival, greeted him one after another, and then continued to read the manuscript.
Li Xiaolin had just finished reading the manuscript and walked over with a smile, "Everyone is very interested in your new work. I think the seminar on this novel can be held in advance."
Yu Dong looked at his watch and said, "How about asking the teachers to take a look at it tomorrow? Let's go eat first."
Li Xiaolin looked back and saw that Qin Xianxu, the deputy editor-in-chief of "Shanghai Literature" who had arrived the latest, had just read the beginning. It would take at least two or three hours for him to finish reading the manuscript.
"Okay, I'll tell them." Li Xiaolin nodded and said to them, "Everyone, it's getting late, so don't read the manuscript for now. Yu Dong is here, let's go have a meal together."
After hearing what Li Xiaolin said, most people put down their manuscripts. Only Zhao Lihong waved his hand and said, "You guys go over first. I'll finish reading the manuscript before I go... If it's too late, you can eat without waiting for me."
Li Xiaolin smiled and said, "Teacher Zhao, can this manuscript still be published? Let's read it tomorrow."
"No, no." Zhao Lihong waved his hands again and again, "If I don't finish reading this, I won't be able to sleep at night. The narrative method of Yu Dong's novel is so interesting, the fluidity is not bad, and the improvement of the dialect is incredible
It’s not big, but it’s a deep exploration into the lives and inner thoughts of ordinary people.”
Three consecutive "indescribables" express Zhao Lihong's love for this novel.
With Zhao Lihong taking the lead, Qin Xianxu also said, "Otherwise, I won't go to dinner at night. I'll finish reading the manuscript first."
On the other side, Wang Anyi said, "I think I'll finish reading it in half an hour. You go first, and I can follow you later."
Seeing this, Li Xiaolin turned to look at Yu Dong, "How about we eat later?"
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Chapter completed!