Seems like a very bad meeting. Ning Yuan, who was kind-hearted, looked very worried, worried that the experience at this moment would dampen the enthusiasm for writing of the young man in front of him. In his opinion, what Wu Junji said was extremely subtle, but Yang Yi's own writing skills were still certain. Others didn’t want to talk more about this issue, so they talked about some common topics in the literary circle. However, out of respect for Ji Tangdan, he did not deliberately neglect Yang Yi. Sometimes he was worried that Yang Yi would feel uncomfortable here, so he took the initiative to tell him some anecdotes from the circle. But how could these people imagine that Yang Yi was also helpless? Anyway, this book has been renamed "Earth", and Yang Yi has no plans to publish it in China at all, at least until he actually wins the award, he doesn't plan to let the news out. So whether these people criticize or praise him, it has nothing to do with his plan. Therefore, when Pu Yuan and Tieshi did not comment on this, several people originally thought that Yang Yi was embarrassed or a little embarrassed. But Yang Yi's performance was undoubtedly unexpected. He didn't show the slightest hint of frustration at being "unappreciated", or the frustration of a young man after hitting a wall. Instead, he listened with relish to everyone chatting and chatting about some gossip in the circle. Yang Yi will never admit that he is still here because of Ning Yuan's new life. Because he likes "Qinggu", he cannot avoid the vulgar love for Wujiwu. Yang Yi still maintains a certain degree of attention to the movements of this local Yuezhou writer. It will probably be around the middle of this year that this writer, who is at the peak of his productivity, will complete the peak work that he has been conceiving for five years. Although this book may not be as good as "Notes from a Mountain House", "Dust Settled", "Alive" and other pure literary works in the annual picture market, it is a long-lasting book in terms of sales and influence. A timeless work. This is the advantage of foresight. In Yang's eyes, Ning Yuan is not a contemporary young writer, but a big fragrant cake. Yang Yi said he had no psychological pressure on poaching or anything like that. Not long after, the three people in the chess room also came out one after another, one with an angry face, the other with a proud face, squinting hard at the person in front of him. The last one, however, was shaking his head in confusion. It seemed that he wanted to be a peacemaker but was unable to do so. The people at the tea table looked unsurprised when they saw the three people coming out. Na Puyuan also joked: "I told you that you two can't play, but you just didn't listen! And you too, boss." , Mingxiao got such a no-brainer case in the end, but he still tried to make do with it. "The person called "Old Dan" looked similar to Yu Pu, a kind and gentle intellectual, after hearing this. , smiled wryly and waved his hand: "You have wronged me, it's Lao Qin Forget it, let's not talk about it! It's my fault if you talk too much later." Can play Go, which requires careful breath-holding, It is a checkers and backgammon game that the children compete for victory, and these two are also considered weird. Yang Yi wanted to curl his lips and secretly have fun, but unexpectedly the old man changed his subject: "Xiao Wu said he asked us to come over to review good articles. How about it? Have you seen it? Is it what he said? Okay?" Several people hesitated for a moment, feeling that this question was really difficult to answer. Finally, when Pu Yuan was about to speak and express everyone's opinions tactfully, someone outside the tea room knocked on the door a few times. Because it is a place to drink tea, chat and relax, so although it is said to be a door, it is actually made of a few green bamboo poles. Just through the gaps in it, you can see the scene inside. The person outside knocking on the door was just a polite gesture. He was interrupted by someone, but everyone in the room felt that it was just what they wanted. Pu Yuan didn't even ask who the visitor was, and quickly greeted him with a smile: "Come in." He's wearing glasses again. Today, there are many people in this room. Among the nearly ten people, there are seven or eight wearing glasses. Yang glanced around the room and couldn't help but smile, but he didn't pay attention to the relieved look of these people. Tieshi noticed Yang Yi's expression, raised his eyelids and said nothing. The person who just came in is the youngest among the glasses, and he can be seen clearly just from his appearance. He was stunned for a moment after he came in. It was obvious that he had not peeked into the room through the crack in the door just now. Then, with surprise and surprise, he nodded and said hello to the group of people inside. He acted very cautiously. He probably knew many people in the room. Then he hesitated again, and then he walked up to "Old Tie" who had made eye contact with Wu Junji several times: "Editor Tie, when I went to submit my article last month, you made an appointment with me and asked me to do it today. Let me show you the edited manuscript. "Editor-in-chief?" Yang Yi was a little surprised. After listening to these people's conversation just now, he thought they wereThese people are all writers from the Yuezhou Writers Association. Unexpectedly, there is also a hidden editor-in-chief. ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????: He made an agreement with the editor long ago to read the manuscript today, but he was dragged here by Wu Junji. Obviously, he didn't keep his promise. After roughly clarifying the context, Yang Yi shook his head with some sympathy. This person was also inexperienced. He just said that he had made an appointment, but he didn't think carefully about it. Even if this "iron editor" made an appointment in advance and then broke the appointment at the last minute. , and he couldn't reveal it in front of others. How is this different from being slapped in the face in public? Even if this old man's behavior was inappropriate at first, it would only incur resentment in the end. Sure enough, after hearing this, everyone else pretended that the matter had nothing to do with them, and began to whisper about their own affairs again. The meaning was already clear, and it was to leave space for this "old man" to deal with this private incident. "Reporter Xiao An, you are really impatient." Lao Tie chuckled twice, then raised his wrist and looked at his watch calmly: "I remember when I said it last time, we made an appointment at 11 noon? I originally I planned to inform you when things were over here, but you came to the door. " Yang Yi really wanted to complain - the explanation was just a cover-up, but it would have been possible for Jiang Nan to deal with such an outrageous matter. , and many of these people here are potential targets of Yang Yi, and they are not easy to act like they are deviant. The young man with glasses seemed to be aware of something wrong with him. He was a little too anxious, so he nodded and said with a smile: "I am anxious because I have booked a meal at Zhiweiju. I came here now to inform you first." "Editor Tie" said "Lao Tie" lightly, without comment. Ordinary people would be reluctant to have a meal in a place like Zhiweiju. As the editor-in-chief of a publishing house, he was a popular figure in the literary circle, so he naturally didn't think it was strange. But when the "hmm" came out, the man with glasses would inevitably look a little ugly, and for a moment he looked a little sullen, making it difficult to answer the question. But Yang Yi is still very interested, firstly for this old man. Since Wu Junji invited this person, and even had eye contact with this person many times, there must be a tacit understanding between the two that outsiders don't know. Secondly, I am also a little curious about this person who is rushing to please Lao Tie, but this curiosity is purely a manifestation of the sequelae of poaching. What if it’s some great manuscript? Yang Yi hid aside and recalled carefully. In 9 years, there seemed to be no outstanding best-sellers with market relevance. Even Ning Yuan’s novels, as well as “Dust Settled,” which was later said to be the closest to the Nobel Prize for Literature in China, shine in terms of literary and ideological aspects, rather than huge commercial value. Being suddenly intruded by this person, everyone's original conversation was interrupted and they started talking about this young man. Yang Yi was happy to hide aside and secretly observe the performance of these people, focusing on a few people whose works had sold well. Afterwards, as they talked, they divided into small groups. Lao Tie and Wu Junji got together, and the group headed by Pu Yuan paid attention to the game not long ago. Naturally, the remaining two young people who had no one to answer came to a point. Yang Yi was always curious, so when he saw the young man looking over, he took the initiative and smiled: "Hello, can you show me" He pointed to a stack of manuscript paper in the latter's hand. Although this man was somewhat surprised that Yang Yi could appear on such an occasion, at this moment, his mind was mainly on the old iron body next to him, so he nodded superficially: "Haha, sure. "Little classmate, did you come here with the elders of your family?" "This group of people are all writers from the Writers' Association. Not counting Yang Yi, the youngest person among them looks like he is only thirty-six or seventy years old, so he asked such a question. It's reasonable to say that you don't look down on people for nothing. Yang Yi nodded vaguely: "Yes, I came here with my elders." His own identity is really difficult to explain, and it is completely wrong to mention "asking seniors to correct the work", so just follow his words Enough. Then he took the manuscript handed over by the man. It seemed that the young man with glasses treasured his manuscript very much. Even though the old man was dismissive of it, his handwriting was still neat, without even a corner crease. . Hey, the text that caught my eye was not the beginning of a regular pattern, but a self-statement and purpose of writing. Looking at the eye-catching line "In order to remember the emotional experiences of ordinary Chinese people at this upcoming turn of the century, I finally started to write," Yang Dun felt a little messy in the wind. Isn't this the so-called "love record" that was almost ruined in the year 1999? If we talk about literary and ideological aspects, there are also articles such as "The Dust Has Settled" by Alai, "Alive" by Yu Hua, and "New Water Town" by Ning Yuan.??, then on the road to commercialization, this kind of pictures that satisfy the readers' "private desires" are the real protagonists. Although this type of pictures only became popular for less than three years, when the turn of the century came, it really "settled". However, in the two years since its popularity, it has undoubtedly pointed out a possible way to make a living for many businessmen, as well as the vast number of unknown authors at the bottom. "Well, why did you think of writing this type of article?" Yang Yi frowned and recalled for a long time. The person who first led the trend of this type of pictures was a reporter from the Beijing Youth Daily. It was he who first threw out the two This type of pictures has led to a steady stream of works that follow the trend, and eventually readers suffer from reading fatigue and aesthetic fatigue. But it’s only the beginning of May? There are still about a month and a half left between those two lives. Although he didn’t take Yang Yi’s age seriously seriously, the young man himself admitted that he was a junior of a certain writer here! With no way to submit the manuscript, the young man with glasses also felt a little sick and wanted to seek medical treatment, so he smiled in confusion: "Well, how should I put it? Well Haha, that's it, my job is actually I'm not a writer, at most I'm a literature lover, but because I work as a reporter" Upon hearing this, Yang Yi's expression changed strangely, and he sneered inwardly. However, the young man opposite did not know the language error in his words. When he saw the child raising his eyebrows and curling his lips, he smiled awkwardly: "Well, there is no prescribed occupation for writing articles." Yang Yi quickly waved his hand and shook his head: "No, no, there is nothing else. I mean. I'm sorry, but what's wrong? Is this type of manuscript not popular?" The man with glasses glanced at the old man over there and sighed: "Yes, I originally thought, Although this type of book doesn't sound good when spoken about, and doesn't have much connotation to explore, it should be able to meet the needs of most ordinary readers. However, after writing it, I couldn't submit it everywhere, and then I realized that I thought too much. It’s too simple.” Yang Yi couldn’t help but sigh with emotion. How similar was his experience to the person in front of him when he first submitted the article for "Song Dynasty"? They are all types of pictures that have never appeared before, and they are all things that are ahead of market demand. The only difference is that I met Luo Ge, an avant-garde, an alternative among publisher CEOs, a fat man with a strong market vision. As for this young man, his situation was even worse. Then he didn't say anything and continued to read the manuscript with his head bent. Although this type of article set off a nationwide craze for voyeurism when it first came out, when it comes to a specific book, it depends on the author's writing skills - including Writing style, control, etc., in short, it is the writing ability that attracts readers to read. The man with glasses saw that Yang Yi had nothing to say, but he turned over his own on the spot, and he didn't know what to say. He came here this time to seek publication. Even if this young man was a junior of a certain writer present, he would not be able to realize his wish. No matter how much Yang Yi agreed with his manuscript and read it with gusto, it still couldn't bring him any comfort. "In this way, the manuscript is good, mainly because it has the level of shaking off baggage, and the emotions can also resonate with this type of people! And the description of the smallest details of life can satisfy many people's curiosity and gossip." Yang commented while nodding while reading. , I didn’t pay attention to the expression of the young man with glasses who couldn’t laugh or cry. "In this case, I will leave you a phone number, and after you call, someone will come to talk to you about publishing issues." This last sentence made the young man completely stunned.