Chapter 181: The wild little place is magnificent, and the bamboos are green.

Chapter 181: The wild little place is magnificent, and the bamboos are green.

Chapter 181: The wild little place is magnificent, and the bamboos are green.
"What did he tell you?"

"I didn't say anything." Han Fei opened her watery eyes and helped Shi Shuqiu conceal the truth with great professionalism.

"You didn't say anything, so why are you being so secretive?" Xu Rongrong looked suspicious.

"You have to keep a little secret, right?"

"Shi Shuqiu and your little secret?"

"That sounds weird!"

The three of them walked out of the coffee shop. While Xu Rongrong was not paying attention, Zhao Peilin pulled Han Fei aside and asked in a low voice:
"Why on earth did Shi Shuqiu come to you for?"

Han Fei opened her eyes wide and sipped her coffee: "Nothing, didn't I just say that?"

"A cup of milk tea."

"Two drinks."

"Okay." Zhao Peilin agreed readily.

"He asked me to withdraw a manuscript."

After Han Fei told Zhao Peilin why Shi Shuqiu had come, he sneered so coldly that Han Fei couldn't help but shiver.

"This kid is scared now and doesn't dare to touch Wang Zixu anymore."

Han Fei blinked: "Why should he be afraid of Wang Zixu?"

Zhao Peilin didn't answer her, but just said, "Send me a copy of his manuscript."

Han Fei said, "How can this be possible?"

“10 cups of milk tea.”

"A month of milk tea."

"Okay, put it on Prince Xu's account." Zhao Peilin gritted his teeth, "You guys are really ruthless when you study journalism!"

Han Fei said disdainfully: "You who study literature are white lotuses? Don't laugh at bald people."

As the two were chatting, a dusty man came up from behind and said, "Classmate, classmate, can I ask how to get to the Cultural Research Center?"

Han Fei and Zhao Peilin looked at each other. The man in front of them was wearing a gray corduroy suit and his hair was combed up. He looked old-fashioned and cynical, a bit like a special agent in an underground transportation station.

"Oh, it's right next to the library. Go out from the side door and walk 800 meters along the mountain path. We'll be there soon. What are you going there for?"

The man said, "I am going to attend a seminar. Are you going to attend a seminar too?"

Zhao Peilin said: "We are students, we are just here to join in the fun, we are not qualified to go in."

Xu Rongrong heard the commotion behind them and turned to come over, saying enthusiastically, "The person you are discussing at the seminar is actually our classmate!"

"Yes, I heard that he is a student at school, young and promising."

Zhao Peilin took the initiative to extend his hand: "You must be a famous writer. As a student of literature, I admire your world. What is your name?"

The man shook hands with him quickly: "No, no, I'm just an editor, editor of Huajian magazine, Ji Shaofei."

Just as Zhao Peilin was about to ask for his contact information, Ji Shaofei suddenly turned around, said goodbye, and ran away.

"Old Hao! Wait for me! Hao Chengliang!"

A man in front of him with a greasy face suddenly turned around, saw that it was him, turned around and quickened his pace.

Ji Shaofei chased after him and shouted, "Old Hao, don't leave! Did you withdraw from Fire in the Stone?"

As the sound faded away, the person disappeared.

Xu Rongrong looked confused: "What's going on?"

Zhao Peilin's face was bared, and every inch of his facial muscles were exerting force. He said in a rhythmic tone: "Does the whole world know about this?~"

"Know what? Your tone of voice is weird."

"Nothing.~~"

Ji Shaofei lost track of them, but saw the "Dahuo" that the students had just mentioned. "Dahuo" stands for "College Student Activity Center", and ordinary college students may only come here once or twice in their lifetime.

Ji Shaofei was just looking for the side door and walking along the mountain road, which was very difficult. He arrived at a parking lot. A black car came out from the side from behind and stopped next to him. A familiar face got out of the car.

"Teacher Fang, you are here too? ... Oh, Mr. Shi, you are here too?"

Shi Tonghe and Fang Hanlin both got out of the car. Facing Shi Tonghe's inquiring gaze, Fang Hanlin introduced him: "This is the editor of Huajian, Ji Shaofei. I have worked with him before."

Ji Shaofei nodded: "Teacher Fang is the mentor who brought me into the industry."

"It's over, it's over." Fang Hanlin smiled and waved his hand, "Are you here to attend the seminar too?"

"Yes."

Seeing that he was young, Shi Tonghe nodded to him as a greeting, straightened his suit, and walked in with ease.

Fang Hanlin asked, "Tonghe, will you go in with us?"

"I won't go in. It would be a bit sensitive for me to go in with my identity. It would seem like I am here to put pressure on you, and even normal criticism would be difficult to make." Shi Tonghe said with a smile.

Although he said so, his purpose of coming here was to get more praise at the seminar. However, since everyone else was here, it would be a bit too obvious if he went in.

Fang Hanlin advised, "Since you are here, why not go in and take a look, and say hello to your old friends. No one will think so unless you say so. If you are really worried about the impact, you can just leave before the seminar officially starts."

Shi Tonghe thought for a moment and felt that what he said made sense, so he nodded, and the three of them walked into the venue together.

As soon as I entered the venue, a man came up to me and greeted me enthusiastically: "Teacher Shi! ..."

His voice stopped abruptly because he saw Ji Shaofei standing beside him.

This person was Hao Chengliang. When Ji Shaofei saw it was him, his mouth quickly opened to his cheeks, and a warm feeling of happiness burst out from his heart.

Shi Tonghe also smiled gently, took the initiative to grab Hao Chengliang's hand, and shook it again and again: "Editor Hao, I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss you so much!"

Fang Hanlin asked, "Is this editor Hao from Ancient City? So Brother Tonghe is so familiar with him?"

"Yes, Editor Hao and I have a good relationship and he has helped me a lot."

Hao Chengliang whispered: "Just call me Xiao Hao."

As they walked in while talking, Hao Chengliang felt a chill on his neck the whole time. Turning back, he found Ji Shaofei grinning like a clown, staring at him until his back felt numb.

Seeing Hao Chengliang finally looking at him, Ji Shaofei said, "Fire in the Stone..." "Shut up!"

Fang Hanlin and Shi Tonghe had just found a seat and sat down. When they heard the two people's voices, they raised their eyebrows and pointed at Ji Shaofei and asked, "Xiao Ji, what did you just say? "Fire in the Stone"? Are you also paying attention to this work?"

Ji Shaofei quickly sat down next to him: "Yes, the headline novel of this issue of "Get" has stolen the limelight from Gu Zao. It was published with 20 words in one go, and everyone is discussing who the author is."

Fang Hanlin was about to speak when a girl who looked like a student came over and said, "Excuse me, this is the venue and we are still setting up. Please…"

Before the girl could finish her words, she was pulled away by a woman: "Hey, what are you talking about? This is Teacher Shi Tonghe!"

Shi Tonghe raised his hand and said, "You guys are going to set up the venue, right? How about we take shelter for a while?"

The woman said, "No, no, teachers, you can just sit here and rest. Our arrangement of the venue will not affect this side."

"Oh."

Shi Tonghe didn't even move. He didn't want to leave in the first place.

After the student left, he said, "Brother Hanlin and I just discussed this work in the car. What is it called? ... "Fire in the Stone". Is it well written? What is it about?"

"It has a particularly amazing beginning, starting from 1900. I thought it was a historical novel, like those by Er Yuehe, but he suddenly brought up two families. Just when I thought it was "White Deer Plain", he turned to another twist. I flipped to the end and found that he had written all the way to the founding of New China and hadn't stopped yet. To be continued!"

Fang Hanlin said: "From what you said, it's a huge masterpiece?"

"It is undoubtedly a huge work," Ji Shaofei said decisively, "but I don't know how huge it is, and I don't know how much more there is to come."

"Have you finished reading it?"

"I haven't finished it yet. I started reading it as soon as I got it. Other editors in our editorial department are also reading it. By the time I get back from the meeting, they should be able to read one-third of it."

Shi Tonghe asked: "Who is the author? How old is he?"

"The author is relatively young. I heard that he is the vice president of the Xihe Literary Association. However, he has published too few works so far, so I can't find out much about him. It's like there is no such person in the literary world." After saying that, Ji Shaofei winked at Hao Chengliang, "Editor Hao must know something. Am I the one who hurried over to ask him for information?"

Fang Hanlin raised his eyebrows: "Editor Hao knows him? You must introduce him to me. Our editorial department is looking for news about him."

Ji Shaofei was surprised: "Teacher also wants to snatch people?"

"This kid, how can this be considered stealing people? We know one more author, and the author knows one more editor, how can this be considered stealing people?"

Ji Shaofei begged, "Teacher, our magazine is in need of authors who can write long novels. Our editor-in-chief is almost offering a high price for a long novel. Could you please spare us this author?"

Fang Hanlin sneered, thinking to himself, "It is definitely impossible to give in. Their editorial department has already sent someone to contact the author. Maybe the manuscript has been arranged by now. Otherwise, how can I sit here and chat with you leisurely? Little apprentice, you are still young!"

Fang Hanlin said, "It's no use asking me to be lenient. A potential new author emerges and everyone wants to snatch him up. Besides, if I don't contact him, won't other magazines be interested in him? Didn't you say that Hao Chengliang also knows him? Why don't you ask him to be lenient?"

Ji Shaofei was originally feeling bitter, regretting that he had let the news out by speaking out. But when he heard Fang Hanlin say this, he became happy again. He turned around and glanced at Hao Chengliang, saying, "Him? He doesn't need it. Editor Hao has already shown mercy."

Hao Chengliang looked at him with a bitter face, muttered "Don't talk" in a low voice, and shook his head quickly and slightly at him, but Ji Shaofei still couldn't hold it back.

"Don't you know? This manuscript was originally submitted to him, but he rejected it!"

Fang Hanlin was stunned: "There is such a thing?"

"Well! Ask him. The news has spread like wildfire among the editors. I was just about to ask him about the details of this matter!"

Fang Hanlin turned his head and looked at Hao Chengliang: "Really?"

The thing that Hao Chengliang had been worrying about for a long time finally happened. He forced himself to smile, but it was uglier than crying.

"Ahem... He did submit his manuscript to me at first, but then I read the version he submitted to Get, and it was different from the original..."

Ji Shaofei slapped his thigh and laughed out loud: "It was you who really retired? Oh my, this is so exciting! Old Hao, you are awesome!"

He gave Hao Chengliang a thumbs up, but Hao Chengliang felt that every time his thumbs hit the empty ground under his lungs, he was about to vomit.

Fang Hanlin frowned and said, "People are more cautious about rejecting manuscripts now, right? How do you know it was him who rejected the manuscript? Did the author say so himself?"

He is an experienced editor and has considered a lot. If the author said it himself, it means that the author has a vindictive personality and will be difficult to cooperate with in the future.

Ji Shaofei shook his head: "No, I heard it from Yang Yin. We have a small group, and Yang Yin complained in the group that a manuscript he had was lost and it made the headlines of Get, so we went to check it out."

Fang Hanlin asked: "Who is Yang Yin?"

"He's the editor of Yangtze River."

"Why is there another incident about Yangtze River?"

Shi Tonghe sat aside and felt something was wrong the more he listened, and his brows gradually furrowed.

"I first submitted this manuscript to Ancient City, but it was rejected by editor Hao. Then I submitted it to Yangtze River, but because Ancient City rejected it, Yangtze River also had pressure, so it was rejected. I didn't expect that Obtain had no pressure and published it. Isn't that right, editor Hao?"

Hao Chengliang almost huddled into a ball, still mumbling: "…Changes, some changes, the changes are quite big… The original version is not…"

After hearing this, Fang Hanlin was also happy. Anyone who heard about the rejection of a ground-shaking manuscript would be happy, especially if it was rejected by another editorial department.

Shi Tonghe interrupted them and asked, "Who wrote this book Fire in the Stone that you are talking about? What is the author's name?"

"My name is Wang Zixu."

Shi Tonghe suddenly felt dizzy.

He looked at Hao Chengliang in a daze again and found that the other's eyes, as watery as a camel, were also staring at him. When the two looked at each other, he finally understood the other's eyes - it turned out that it was a look of seeking help.

He didn't understand it before.

Shi Tonghe swallowed his saliva, sat up straight, and said, "I haven't even finished reading the work, it's too early to say it's good, right? Ji Shaofei, are you usually so careless in reviewing manuscripts?"

Ji Shaofei was suddenly accused of something, and his anger was mostly extinguished. He said, "This work "Obtained" has made the headlines, so it must be very..."

"If De Dao published something, that's De Dao's business. As a professional editor, do you have to just follow the crowd? Has De Dao ever made a mistake?"

Fang Hanlin said carefully, "Xiao Ji is indeed a little imprecise. To evaluate a work, you have to look at it as a whole, or at least finish it. However, in such a long series, "Obtain" rarely makes mistakes..."

Shi Tonghe realized that he had gone too far, and straightened himself up, saying, "I will also look for this work. I hope it is as good as you say. There are many young people in today's generation who can write good works, but the soil is different from our time, and there are many deformed ones. It is easy to misjudge the general direction."

Ji Shaofei looked at him, feeling somewhat dissatisfied in his heart. He said that he should wait until the end to make a comment, but this old fellow had already made a comment before even watching the film.

Shi Tonghe then said to Hao Chengliang: "Xiao Hao, you don't have to blame yourself. It is the right of every editor to reject a manuscript. If it is rejected, it is rejected. Don't take it too seriously."

Hao Chengliang looked up at Shi Tonghe with gratitude, but found that his eyes were cold and without any warmth. In fact, they were extremely cruel, which made his scalp tingle and his heart skip a beat.

Only then did he realize that Shi Tonghe's intention was not only to rescue him, but also to warn him not to bring him into the water.

At this moment, he heard voices coming from the door. He looked towards the door and was shocked again: he saw two beauties coming in one after another, and then Wang Zixu showed his prominence at the door.

(End of this chapter)