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Text Chapter 160: An article for drinking?

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    The film work came to an end, and with Mo Ziqi taking care of everything, Lin Jing was able to concentrate on revising "Ocean Age". Finally, near the end of the summer vacation, she completed the revision of "Ocean Age" and sent it out.  Ming Pao Industrial Center, "Ming Pao Monthly" editorial department.  When entering the editorial office of "Ming Pao Monthly", the first thing that greets you are the three words of independence, freedom and tolerance.  Although Li Jun is just a courier, every time he delivers a package, when he sees these six characters, he always feels a special sense of passion in his heart.  He knew that these three words were the founding creed of "Mingyue", but it was a pity that he was just a small courier.  If my family had been well-off and I could study hard, I might not have been able to be an editor, sit in the office, review and write manuscripts, and not have to work hard in the wind and rain like I do now "Mr. Li, Mr. Li  "Oh, um, I'm sorry, I just remembered something and got distracted." Li Jun, who was in a daze, came back to his senses when he heard the cry, touched the back of his head, and said with an apologetic smile.  "Are they all here?" Fang Hua, the front desk clerk, asked, pointing to the pile of packages on the table.  "Yes, please sign the receipt above." Li Jun nodded and replied.  After finishing signing for all the packages, Li Jun walked out of the editorial office relaxedly, but he felt a little heavy deep in his heart.  "Editor-in-chief Dong." Fang Hua, who was sorting out the package, saw a middle-aged man in trousers and a shirt, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, approaching and called out respectfully.  Editor-in-chief Dong is Dong Qiao who succeeded Hu Juren as the editor-in-chief of Ming Pao Monthly.  To be able to hold the position of editor-in-chief of a magazine like "Ming Pao Monthly", which is famous for its literary, academic, cultural and ideological connotations, Dong Qiao will naturally not be a small role.  He grew up in Nanyang and went to university in Taiwan.  Then he studied for many years at the School of Oriental and African Studies, University of London, England, and learned both Chinese and Western knowledge.  I have a very similar experience to Gu Hongming, a great figure in the late Qing Dynasty and early Ming Dynasty, but it is different from Gu Hongming's wild and arrogant summary of his life as "Four Oceans", "Born in Nanyang, studied in the West, married in the East, and worked in the Beiyang"  .  Dong Qiao's temperament is the same as his writing. He pursues ancient meanings and is gentle.  Arrogance hidden under gentleness.  In the evaluation of many people, there are two masters of prose in Hong Kong, a man and a woman. One is Li Bihua and the other is Dong Qiao.  Dong Qiao himself is always proud of his writing.  He once said: "I have practiced hard for decades. I have lived uprightly for decades. I have calculated and measured every word. I have lived up to every word signed with my name."  From Lu Xun's regular script, Zhitang's poetry notes, Hu Shi's few works, to Yu Dafu's residual wine, Lin Yutang's tobacco, and Xu Zhimo's scarf.  Liang Shiqiu¡¯s glasses, Zhang Ailing¡¯s hairpins.  "The mottled memories and vast nostalgia at the bottom of the pen. Occasionally, a little bit of poetry leaked out." "The shadow of the bamboo on the window, the scene of the boy dripping inkstone from the wild spring is lingering. The age of typing literature on the computer keyboard has come, and I yearn for it in my heart.  What¡¯s more, it¡¯s Qingliangu Mountain, the beauty of admiring flowers under the red sun.¡± Of course, some people can¡¯t stand Dong Qiao¡¯s pride.  Ironically, he said that there are also rough guys in the Northeast who are famous for writing beautiful youth articles. I heard that these rough guys take a bath once every three weeks in winter and once every two weeks in summer. Their armpits are smelly and their nose hairs are thick.  They opened their mouths and said: "There was a rosy drizzle in the purple sky. I fell off the horizontal bar and saw the stars first, and then I saw you." Dong Qiao could not hear these sarcastic words.  "Well, these are today's submissions?" he asked, pointing to the package.  "Most of them are." Fang Hua said quickly.  "Old Dong, it seems that we are going to be very busy again in the past few days. This month is really not easy. My bones are stiff when I sit down." The person who spoke was a man who was over 1.8 meters tall and as majestic as a bear.  middle-aged man.  Although there was a hint of complaint in his words, his tone was cheerful.  "Editor Zhang." Fang Hua called out when he saw the person coming.  The person who came here was the deputy editor-in-chief of "Ming Pao Monthly". His name was Zhang Lilai. He was thick-looking and had a tacky name, but he did an elegant job.  Zhang Lilai waved his hand, indicating that she could just do her own thing.  "Old Zhang, it's not like you don't know about the summer vacation." Dong Qiao smiled.  At this time of year, the editorial department always receives more manuscripts than usual, and everyone is actually used to it.  "I'm here to see what good stuff there is. Don't always read nonsense that makes people unable to eat." Apparently Lao Zhang has read too much textual garbage recently, so much so that he is full of resentment.  &nbsp"When the waves wash away the sand, there will always be gold." Dong Qiao said with a smile.  "Eh, Lin Jing?" Zhang Lilai flipped through a pile of manuscripts and suddenly noticed a familiar name "Lin Jing" and murmured, "It can't be that Lin Jing, right?" "What Lin Jing?  Dong Qiao saw the strange look on Zhang Lilai's face and asked.  "Don't you know Lin Jing?" Zhang Lilai "Which Lin Jing?" Dong Qiao asked doubtfully.  "A little girl in her teens." Zhang Li answered casually, and then took the package containing the manuscript over.  "A teenage girl? That Lin Jing who writes martial arts novels, historical books, and talks about the Three Kingdoms?" Dong Qiao thought about it after receiving Zhang Lilai's reminder.  Although he has never been in contact with this little girl named Lin Jing, he has heard about it from Mr. Cha (Jin Yong), Lao Zhang and his colleagues. It is said that she is a very talented girl.  "Well, but these are all things last year. This year she seems to be busy reading and writing scripts. I thought she was going to be quiet for a while." Anyone who is engaged in literary creation knows that writing articles consumes the most resources.  Lin Jing only carried out a saturation bombing last year, and more than half of this year has passed. Except for an English children's novel, no groundbreaking works have been released. Everyone thought that she had "exhausted her talents", and some even lamented: After all,  It's because he is too young and his background is not deep enough.  Feeling the weight of the package in his hand, Zhang Lilai sighed, "It's quite weighty. I hope your content is as weighty as your weight." "The Rise of Great Powers in the Ocean Age!"  "The rise of great powers, the age of oceans, so bold. It seems that she still wants to write history this time." Bang!  Zhang Lilai slammed his paw on the table and praised: "You are indeed a young man. Just this topic alone has the momentum to dare to be the first in the world. There is nothing better than this to inspire people with words."  The action startled the clerk Fang Hua. He thought Editor Zhang was irritated by the manuscript again, but unexpectedly the next sentence was a twist and he started to applaud.  Dong Qiao, who was accustomed to Zhang Lilai's habits, was not frightened, but he was also attracted by the success.  "Xiao Fang, bring me a chair. I want to sit here and finish reading this manuscript." Zhang Lilai didn't even raise his head when he said this.  This is a corridor, with people coming and going. Could it be that Editor Zhang wants to review manuscripts here? He really lives up to his strange name of "Old Monster Zhang"!  Fang Hua was talking in his belly, but he was not slow on his feet. He quickly moved two chairs and brought two cups of tea.     boom!  But she had just moved the chair, and before she could speak, she saw Editor Zhang patting the table again.  Fang Hua glanced at the table. She suspected that if he hit it twice more, the table would be smashed to pieces with his palms.  ¡°Then¡ª¡ª¡± After patting the table, Editor Zhang¡¯s cheers came again.  "Okay, yes, this is an academic and ideological text. If it can be deepened a little more, it may not be impossible to drink wine like "Han Shu". It seems that this little girl Lin Jing no longer plays with words and is academically  It¡¯s time to get married. You can still study in this university.¡± ¡°Oh, this Lao Zhang is good at everything. He just dances when he sees a good article, as if he¡¯s watching a big show.¡± (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, novels.  Better updates faster!
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