Chapter 182 Father and Son 2

Chapter 182 Father and Son 2

Chapter 182 Father and Son 2
The door was wide open and sunlight poured in from outside. Chen Qingluo and Ning Chunyan stood in the light, as if a crack was torn in this small world.

Suede boots, straight long legs, cool skirts, waterfall-like long hair, both of them looked disdainful and arrogant, such a woman was enough to arouse the lion-like desire to conquer a man. Shi Tonghe and Fang Hanlin raised their eyebrows at the same time.

At this moment, Wang Zixu appeared behind the two of them, just like a discordant part in a symphony. It turned out that the clumsy saxophonist ruined the entire performance. Shi Tonghe quickly drooped his face and his eyebrows trembled.

As the seminar was about to begin, many people in the industry were here. Chen Qingluo was the kind of writer who lived in seclusion, and Ning Chunyan had exclusive information about the little prince. Both of them were rare monsters. The next second, many editors refreshed their pages, and the crowd gathered around like bleating gazelles on the grassland.

"Teacher Chen Qingluo, do you have any new works recently?"

"Mr. Chen, can our magazine ask you to write an article for us?"

"Ms. Ning Chunyan, are you free after the meeting? Can you give me a chance to go out and sit down?"

"Editor Ning, is it convenient for us to talk about the little prince's situation?"

The human wall was high, and for a moment the cavalry rushed out with swords and guns rang out. However, Chen Qingluo and Ning Chunyan seemed to be very familiar with it. Ning Chunyan greeted and saw off people with a smile, while Chen Qingluo adhered to her usual style and silently opened a passage through the crowd like cutting through the waves.

Wang Zixu followed her obediently.

"It turns out that you are not at all nervous about this kind of occasion." Wang Zixu whispered to Chen Qingluo, and then was glared at fiercely by Miss Luo.

I'm still angry.

The confidentiality measures have come to our Miss Luo, which is even more ridiculous than Waiting for Godot. What's the difference between this and investigating an undercover agent and finding the Godfather?
Wang Zixu was pretending to be so depressed all the time. He was worried for a long time and didn't dance for at least three days (according to Nietzsche's point of view, this was equivalent to wasting three days of life). He felt like a fool.

As the two walked out of the crowd, their sight met Shi Tonghe's. Then, Chen Qingluo and Wang Zixu caught a glimpse of Hao Chengliang.

Wang Zixu silently looked away, while Chen Qingluo sneered.

Beads of sweat suddenly appeared on Hao Chengliang's forehead.

Enemy road is narrow.

This man was the direct culprit for what happened to Wang Zixu's manuscript. As a result, he caused "Fire in the Stone" to be published in higher magazines and to touch the threshold of the literary hall, but that was because he survived. If he had not survived, Hao Chengliang would have been the abortion drug that killed "Fire in the Stone".

He was not the kind of person who would take revenge for every grudge. Apart from feeling a little bad about the meal he had treated Hao Chengliang to at Binhai Road, he only regarded Hao Chengliang as a stumbling block on his road to success. It was over and done with. He did not feel the need to step over him.

But Chen Qingluo is different. She doesn't like to pamper others.

She walked straight towards Hao Chengliang.

Ji Shaofei was the first to stand up and greet her:
"Teacher Chen Qingluo!"

Chen Qingluo nodded at him, looked past Shi Tonghe's sight and directly at Hao Chengliang, saying:
"Editor Hao, what a coincidence, we meet again."

Fang Hanlin stared at her with interest and asked, "Qingluo, do you know him?"

When Fang Hanlin was an editor at "Modern", he published Chen Qingluo's works, so the tone was very familiar.

"I had a heated phone call with him two months ago."

"Oh? Did you submit your novel to Ancient City?"

"It's not me, it's this Prince Xu."

After Chen Qingluo finished speaking, everyone present had different expressions. Shi Tonghe's face became even uglier, Hao Chengliang's hands trembled slightly, and a smile appeared on Ji Shaofei's face.

"He is Wang Zixu? The author of Fire in the Stone?"

Wang Zixu nodded gently: "It's me."

"Hello!"

Ji Shaofei stood up and shook hands with him.

Chen Qingluo said, "Two months ago, I called you and asked you why you were holding back Wang Zixu's manuscript. You said that the manuscript did not meet the expectations of your editorial department. Do you still think so now?"

Hao Chengliang was sweating profusely: "Everyone makes mistakes sometimes. It is inevitable for an editor to make mistakes on one or two manuscripts."

"The manuscript was recommended to your editorial department by Shi Tonghe, and I also used my writer's perspective to guarantee this manuscript, but you said that you looked down on it and insisted on rejecting it under such circumstances. I'm afraid few editors would do that, right?"

If possible, Hao Chengliang really wanted to beg her in public to stop talking. At this moment, he could only shut his mouth, look at his nose and his heart, and pretend he didn't hear anything.

Chen Qingluo added: “I said at the time that this article was qualified to be published in Get, and you said that if this article was published in Get, you would not be an editor.”

Hao Chengliang opened his eyes in astonishment: "I didn't say that, did I?!"

"Oh, I remembered it wrong then."

Chen Qingluo remembered correctly, she said it on purpose. It didn't matter whether Hao Chengliang said it or not, how could she just say a few words to him? She didn't feel good at all. She didn't care about this or that, she would hit someone in the face and throw stones at him when he was down.

Anyway, after finishing her words, she felt much better, and even forgot a lot of the trauma caused by Wang Zixu just now. She ended the conversation very simply, and floated away to sit in the seat in front.

Ji Shaofei's face was completely filled with joy. He only knew that Hao Chengliang had rejected the manuscript, but he didn't know that it was rejected so dramatically at that time - Hao Chengliang rejected the manuscript resolutely against all odds, insisted on his own opinion, and then, boom, it was published in "Get".

It was so effective for the show that he planned to tell it to every editor he knew.

But the most urgent task at hand is to talk to the unexpected gains.

He had just shaken hands with Wang Zixu and was still holding his hand (Wang Zixu struggled several times to get free). He was about to introduce himself when Fang Hanlin intervened and put his arm around Wang Zixu's shoulders.

"You are Wang Zixu? Yes, very young, younger than I thought. How did you write such a heavyweight novel like "Fire in the Stone"? Oh, let me introduce myself first. I am Fang Hanlin, the former editor-in-chief of "Modern" and the current editor-in-chief of "Song Xing". I have a little reputation in the industry. This Ji Shaofei is my apprentice..."

He put his hand on Wang Zixu's shoulder and twisted him outward intentionally or unintentionally. With a Tai Chi-style rotation, he was about to pull Wang Zixu's hand out of Ji Shaofei's control. Ji Shaofei immediately cursed this old fox in his heart, saying that he was disrespectful to his elders. He refused to give in and quickly followed up:
"I have indeed received instruction from Teacher Fang. Now that the teacher has semi-retired, it is time for a younger generation like me to carry on the teacher's legacy... Oh, I said it wrong, it was will. Our magazine Huajian is currently in need of a column for a long serial, I wonder if you are interested..." Ji Shaofei and Fang Hanlin staged a master-disciple feud on the spot, praising openly and criticizing secretly, using strange words, pushing, pulling, and swaying, and they used all kinds of tricks. Wang Zixu was caught in the middle and was miserable.

Shi Tonghe was very bored, so he stood up silently and said, "I'm going to leave first. Good luck in your seminar."

Fang Hanlin greeted him and watched him leave. Looking at Shi Tonghe's back, he felt a little suspicious. He frowned, thought about it, and then relaxed his brows.

His many years of editing experience made him feel something was a little strange when he heard Chen Qingluo recommend "Shi Tonghe", especially the situation between Wang Zixu and Shi Tonghe was not right.

If Shi Tonghe had recommended "Fire in the Stone", he would not have acted ignorant when he heard the name, nor would he have had no conversation with Wang Zixu - it would have been fine if Shi Tonghe did not take the initiative to talk to Wang Zixu, Wang Zixu did not even say hello to him - generally speaking, for the support of a senior of this level, the younger generation would be grateful for half their lives!

But what does this have to do with him, a semi-retired editor?
No matter how fiercely writers fight each other, it is none of the editorial department’s business. They do not get involved in the grudges between writers. They are more interested in making some war money and receiving more manuscripts.

Shi Tonghe walked out of the door, feeling a little lonely. The driver was squatting beside the flower bed smoking. When he saw him, he put out his cigarette, clapped his hands and walked over.

"Teacher, are you leaving?"

"Let's go to the hotel and wait. Leave after the seminar is over."

"Ok."

He was about to get on the bus when two students rode up on bicycles from the bottom of the mountain road. The leader looked at Shi Tonghe and was startled: "Dad."

"Yeah." Shi Tonghe looked at Shi Shuqiu and just responded coldly with a not very good tone.

Shi Shuqiu was quite sensitive, his eyes shook for a while, and he asked: "Dad, that..."

"I know." Shi Tonghe interrupted him, "Perform well in the seminar and don't be distracted."

"Ah."

The tacit understanding between father and son allowed the two to exchange information without saying much or even using key words.

Shi Shuqiu knew that he already knew it, and he also knew that Shi Shuqiu knew it.

Shi Shuqiu was in a bad mood. Neither he nor Shi Tonghe had ever considered Wang Zixu as an opponent. Even though they knew that Wang Zixu wanted to compete for the Feishi Literature Award, they had never thought of it that way.

Wang Zixu's manuscript was just something he did for fun. He was a little angry because he lost face. Shi Tonghe just made two simple phone calls. For them, it was just one of the countless fragments in life.

After that, Shi Tonghe was unaware of Wang Zixu's arrangement and ridicule, and he just guided him a little. Unexpectedly, overnight, the other party suddenly became a person who needed attention.

If I had known this earlier, why would I make enemies?
Shi Shuqiu was a little depressed.

After Shi Tonghe left, Zhang Chou came over from behind and said, "Old Shi, what happened to your uncle? Why does he look a little unhappy?"

Shi Shuqiu frowned and said impatiently, "Don't worry about it."

After that, he sighed again and said, "You go in."

Zhang Chou didn't know that Wang Zixu had published "Obtain", and he didn't know how to remind his younger brother to pay attention.

……

Wang Zixu finally managed to slip away from the editors. Seeing Chen Qingluo's back from afar, he ran over first, sat down beside her, and whispered:
"Isn't it a bad idea to offend Hao Chengliang like this?"

Chen Qingluo squinted at him and said unhappily, "Are you scared?"

"No, I mean, you originally had no grudge against him. If you offend him because of me, will it affect your future publication of works?"

After all, Hao Chengliang is not a new editor. If you offend such a person, he has many connections and you may offend someone else without realizing it.

In the past, he thought that as long as he wrote a good novel, it was enough. After this loss, he realized how difficult it was to be targeted. He was really worried about affecting Chen Qingluo, and he felt very bad.

Chen Qingluo snorted coldly, and her tone softened a lot: "It's none of your business."

"I worry……"

"Don't worry about it."

"..."

Suddenly, Wang Zixu felt that this scene seemed familiar.

Chen Qingluo was also sitting on his right, in the same seat.

Chen Qingluo was just as stubborn and had a sour face, saying "None of your business".

It's almost as if...

Back to high school.

"That's all I care about," he blurted out.

"Don't bother with it." Chen Qingluo followed unwillingly.

"I'll take care of it."

"Don't bother with it."

"You two..." A female teacher came over shyly to interrupt the childish quarrel and said to Wang Zixu, "Excuse me, is your seat here? I don't think I see your name on the list..."

(End of this chapter)