Wang Yu knew that Yu Dong was from Shanghai, so he specially invited him to the editorial office.
Yu Dong did not reply to Wang Yu. On the one hand, as he explained, it was almost time for vacation when he received the letter. On the other hand, he was not sure whether he would definitely come.
After all, he had been thinking about the subscription certificate before, and he didn't know if he had time to accept the invitation.
Now that the subscription certificate matter has come to an end, he has time to come over and find Wang Yu.
While Wang Yu was pouring water for Yu Dong, he secretly looked at Yu Dong.
He knew Yu Dong's approximate age, so he was not surprised that Dong was so young. However, Yu Dong's youth exuded a sense of calmness and calmness.
Generally, when a young man of Yu Dong's age comes to a place like "Harvest", he will either appear shy and unable to speak, or he will be eager to express himself and talk too much.
But as a writer, it seems normal to be a little special.
Wang Yu is looking at Yu Dong, and Yu Dong is actually looking at Wang Yu.
The first impression of this literary editor of "Harvest" is that he is ordinary. He is about thirty years old, of medium height, neither fat nor thin. The only thing that can leave an impression is probably his thick face.
Some outrageous glasses.
Yu Dong even doubted whether Wang Yu could still see if he took off his glasses.
"Teacher Yu only came back to Shanghai these two days?" Wang Yu brought the water to Yu Dong and sat down on the sofa on the other side.
"It's only been two days since I came back." Yu Dongchong looked at the editorial office across the door and asked, "Editor Wang, when will you take your vacation? I was worried before I came here, fearing that you would already have your vacation and I would be in vain."
"Well, how can there be such a beautiful thing? Let's not say that we will have to stay here for five or six days. Those who are unlucky will have to be on duty." Wang Yu said with a smile, but there was no complaint about the intensity of the work in his words.
Also, being able to work in "Harvest" itself is something to be proud of, so what else can you complain about? From the moment Yu Dong stepped into the Shanghai Writers Association Center, everyone he met, no matter what they were doing, exuded
confidence.
Compared to others, Wang Yu seems less confident.
After taking a sip of water, Wang Yu spoke again, "Your "Death of a Widow" was sent a little late, otherwise the first issue of this year would have been available, but now it can only be postponed to March."
"It's okay, I don't really care if you go early or late. Haven't you already sent me your royalties?" Yu Dong said with a smile.
Wang Yu also smiled, thinking that Yu Dong was joking. He himself had submitted a manuscript, so he naturally knew the author's eagerness to have his work turned into type after the manuscript was submitted.
"Teacher Yu, you are so talented and have a good foundation. You should really create more. And your style fits well with "Harvest". Our magazine needs more writers like you. I also believe that we can also help."
your turn."
Although Wang Yu looked dull, she was not vague at all when holding people up.
Yu Dong smiled and replied: "Creation also depends on fate, and it is difficult for me to control it. Anyway, thank you Editor Wang for your appreciation. Speaking of which, I also want to thank you for writing to me twice before to ask for manuscripts.
Otherwise, it would not have contributed to the publication of "Death of a Widow" in Harvest."
"This is my job..."
While Wang Yu was speaking, a long-haired man wearing a jacket opened the door on the other side of the lounge and walked in.
The long hair is not particularly long, and it is all carried on the back. There are no bangs on the forehead, but it looks very clean. He looks about thirty years old, a little thin, and walks with a jerk.
When Wang Yu saw him, he stood up immediately. Seeing Wang Yu like this, Yu Dong also put down his tea cup and stood up.
"Editor Cheng." Wang Yu greeted the other party.
Cheng Yongxing nodded to Wang Yu, then looked at Yu Dong and asked with a smile: "Are there guests?"
"This is Yu Dong, the author of "Death of a Widow". He is a native of Shanghai, so I invited him to come and sit down." After introducing Yu Dong to Cheng Yongxing, Wang Yu said to Dong again: "This is our
Editor-in-Chief Cheng.”
"I'm Cheng Yongxing, deputy editor." Cheng Yongxing took two steps forward and shook hands with Yu Dong. "I have something to do right now and can't accompany you. You have a chat with Wang Yu first. If you're not in a hurry, I'll leave in half an hour.
How about you go and sit in my office?"
"Okay, Editor Cheng, I'll visit you later."
"What's the point of visiting? Let's talk." Cheng Yongxing smiled heartily and said to Wang Yu: "Wang Yu, please sit with Yu Dong first. I have something to do with Li Ming."
After finishing speaking, Cheng Yongxing hurriedly walked through the lounge and went to the editorial department.
The whole process from Cheng Yongxing's entry to his departure took less than a minute, but it left a deep impression on Yu Dong.
As early as when Yu Dong was still in school, he had already heard the name of Cheng Yongxing. At that time, Yu Dong's teacher Feng Yueming had a good relationship with Cheng Yongxing, so he asked Yu Dong to submit his article to "Harvest". Later, Yu Dong was still worried about this matter.
I asked Feng Yueming.
Cheng Yongxing's vigorous and resolute behavior is written on his face, giving people the impression that his whole body is full of energy and he can stay awake for twenty-four hours.
"Editor Cheng is decisive, very smart, and has a keen sense of literature. I wonder if you have heard of Mr. Yu."
"I've heard of it." Yu Dong nodded: "My senior brother Su Tong's "Wives and Concubines" was published in Harvest, and he is the editor."
"Oh, I almost forgot about this. You and Editor-in-Chief Su are from the same school, and both of you graduated from the Chinese Department. But you should be a few years apart, and you have socialized before?" Wang Yu asked pretending to be casual.
.
Of course he would not forget that Yu Dong and Su Tong were from the same school. After all, Yu Dong had published a novel in "Zhongshan" before.
It's just that he doesn't know what the relationship between Yu Dong and Su Tong is.
"I didn't have much contact with each other before, but then I went to Jinyi and my contacts increased."
"Oh, that's right." Wang Yu nodded.
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After chatting with Wang Yu for nearly an hour, Yu Dong went to Cheng Yongxing's office.
Cheng Yongxing laughed and took Yu Dong to chat for a while about "Death of a Widow", expressing great appreciation for this novel.
After the conversation, Cheng Yongxing suddenly asked Yu Dong: "You are studying at Yan Normal University, are you familiar with Dean Hu?"
Yu Dong nodded and replied: "Editor Cheng, are you talking about Dean Hu Yueming?"
"It's him."
Yu Dong smiled and said: "He is my teacher. He always took good care of me when I was in school."
Hearing Yu Dong's answer, Cheng Yongxing rubbed his chin for a long time and suddenly said: "I just said why your name is so familiar. You published an article in "Harvest" before, and later Lao Hu called me to talk about it.
Pass you."
"Did we talk about it after posting it?" Yu Dong asked.
"Yeah." Cheng Yongxing nodded and said: "I remember clearly that he called after I sent it. He probably came to show off to me. This old man, Lao Hu, is good at everything, but he just loves to show off."
Yu Dong could tell that Cheng Yongxing had a good relationship with his teacher Hu Yueming, otherwise it would not have been possible for him to say this. But as Hu Yueming's student, it was difficult for Yu Dong to talk to Cheng Yongxing when he said this.
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Chapter completed!