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Kang Ping's speech attracted everyone's attention.

""Dongfang Beijing News"?" A boy with a crew cut raised his eyebrows when he heard the name of the newspaper he mentioned, "Is it the newspaper near our university?"

"I've seen their speech column, and Mr. Zong Chengli's "On China" was published on it! It's wonderful!"

"Does this newspaper actually have a novel section? But why haven't I heard of it before?"

"It seems that the level is not good, and there are no good works..."

Listening to their discussion, the president turned to Kang Ping and asked, "You said you saw a good novel just now. What's its name? Who wrote it?"

Kang Ping hurriedly said: "It's called "Beggar", and the author is Yan Heqing."

"Yan Heqing?" The president looked at everyone, "Have you heard of this name?"

Several people present shook their heads.

"Looks like it's a new author... It's okay, I just happen to be tired from reading, Kang Ping, you can read it for everyone."

"Good boss."

Kang Ping stood up holding the newspaper and began to read it aloud.

The president sat down on the seat, and was going to drink water to moisten his throat, but he raised the water glass to his mouth and didn't put it down for almost 10 minutes.

As Kang Ping read aloud, the expression on his face changed from carelessness at the beginning, to surprise, then to concentration, and finally to a suppressed sadness and forbearable anger.

And the people around him have basically gone through a similar psychological journey.

As for Xiao Liuzi, the protagonist of "Beggar", this little beggar with a miserable life experience, in fact, they can see a lot of them on the street.

There are even people worse than Xiaoliuzi, with severed limbs, blindness and deafness. These people are huddled in the darkest corners of the city's bustling streets, looking at the bustling outside world with pairs of numb eyes, as if parasitic in the darkness Some kind of plankton, not a living person.

Students like them who have a little spare money, if they are kind, they might give them a copper coin or two when they pass by, in exchange for a "Master is kind", and more people still strode away without squinting, and they will Disgusting these people is an obstacle to the appearance of the city-they all know that beggars have a hard life, but who really cares about the life and death of these people?

Therefore, a little beggar like Little Six who not only does not sell miserably, but is even positive and optimistic by nature, can bring them such a big touch.

"Dongfang Beijing News" published a total of [-] words, and the plot happened to stop at the little Liuzi who woke up from under the bridge hole, knelt on the street and begged peacefully, but was chased by the magistrate and ran around, and finally jumped into the slop pool by himself. The part that got away with it.

Kang Ping finished reading in one go, let out a long breath, wiped his sweat with his hands, and was about to ask his classmates how they felt, but when he looked up, he saw tense faces, angry eyes, and jaws clenched. Gritting tightly, his expression was so ferocious that he looked like he was going to roll up his sleeves to fight with the sheriff in the book in the next second.

He was dumb for a moment, then asked cautiously: "Well, that, what do you think of this novel?"

"It's so annoying!"

It was the same boy with the crew cut, and he slapped the table so frightened that Kang Ping almost threw the newspaper in his hand.

Xiaopingtou said angrily: "To tell you the truth, my family is in business. Some time ago, people from the Public Security Bureau came to the door and asked for some 'protection fees', but we just paid a large sum of money two months ago. ! These officials and gentlemen used to be corrupt, at least they will find a name, but now they really don’t want face!"

As soon as he said this, it immediately ignited the fierce anger of the students against the security department of the Beining government.

"Exactly! When my brother and a group of other students went to protest the unequal treaty at the gate of the government, those bastards rushed up to beat people without distinction! My brother was beaten badly by them and dragged Go to prison, if Principal Wen didn't come forward, he would have almost died!"

"You can only do things in the nest! Bow down to foreigners, yell at Chinese people, a bunch of drunks and rice bags!"

For a while, there was a lot of cursing in the classroom.

Fortunately, the president felt that something was wrong when he saw the excited posture of this group, and immediately stopped him: "Students, calm down! Listen to me first."

He stood up, glanced at the closed classroom door, and said in a suppressed voice: "I know the situation is difficult, and everyone has a lot of dissatisfaction with the government, but we are in school after all, and there are not only students and teachers in the university—everyone Do you understand what I mean?"

Only then did the others realize that their move was indeed inappropriate.

Seeing this, Kang Ping also breathed a sigh of relief.

"We are a student interest club, and we got together here because of our interest in vernacular novels," the president continued, "Although it is inevitable to feel empathy when you touch the scene, everyone should focus on the plot of the novel itself, otherwise, wouldn't the cart be the cart before the horse? "

The students nodded in approval of the president's speech.

"So, since you said you're going to return to the plot," the president looked around and asked in a drawn-out voice, "What do you guys think of this author named Yan Heqing?"

After a few seconds of silence, someone raised his hand and spoke:

"President, I think we can add an extra newspaper for the next club activities."

"Does anyone have any objections to this?" asked the president.

No one raised their hands, and all the students present approved the proposal unanimously.

And Kang Ping unconsciously showed a smile on his face.

It's so strange, he thought wonderingly, obviously he didn't write this novel by himself, how could he be so happy seeing that everyone likes it so much?

If it is placed 100 years later, on the Internet, there will definitely be many readers who have been struggling to update "Song of the Earth" and will be able to answer Kang Ping's question:

This is called the joy of pulling people into the pit!

A person squatting at the bottom of the pit struggling to chase more loneliness, not much to say, I am Amway!

At the same time, the same scene as in the community also happened to many readers who read the "Dongfang Beijing News" this week.

Xu Weixin has received hundreds of letters from all over the country in the past few days, which is nearly twice as many as usual. Many of them mentioned "Beggar" and Yan Heqing. Flip down on the balcony.

Although dozens of letters are nothing, and they can't have any decisive impact on the sales of the newspaper, but it means that his original judgment was not wrong!Yan Heqing is indeed a very potential author!

While he was happy, he did not forget to write another letter to Qiao Jing, asking him what he thought of the publication of the book "The Beggar".

Qiao Jing's reply to him was very simple, summed up in one sentence:

[-] words is too short, and it will not be too late for him to add a few more short stories and publish them together.

Xu Weixin felt that he was right.

Most of the published books on the market now have a small number of words, but there are at least 10,000 to [-] words, and there are also [-]+ words. The published books of [-] words may be so thin that they cannot be read. It is better to write more.

With Yan Heqing's writing style, Xu Weixin thinks that publishing a book within three years should not be a problem, but the only obstacle now is:

He still doesn't know when the other party will send him the manuscript...

As an editor-in-chief, Xu Weixin usually has a lot of things to do. He is basically responsible for the entire "Dongfang Beijing News" except for the speech section.

Therefore, after careful consideration and obtaining the consent of Qiao Jing himself, he handed over this important task to his nephew Xu Xiaoming.

Like him, Xu Xiaoming also works in a newspaper office, and is also an editor.

He is one of Xu Weixin's most trusted people here. When he told his nephew that he would be in charge of Yan Heqing from now on, Xu Weixin also specially told him not to be ashamed of Qiao Jing's age. Belittle each other, and must often communicate with letters to bring the relationship between the two closer.

"I understand." Xu Xiaoming nodded solemnly, "Apart from these, does uncle have anything else to ask?"

He is twenty-four this year, and he originally went to school in Jinling Normal University, but unfortunately he failed to graduate as scheduled due to some reasons. After being negative for a few years, he finally came to his senses and felt that a good man's youth should not be wasted, so he went north to join Xu Weixin with all his troubles. .

Like Qiao Jing's editor Biege in modern society, Yan Heqing is also the first author he is in charge of after becoming an editor.

"The most important thing is to let him submit more manuscripts!" Xu Weixin's expression was very serious, "I also came up from the bottom, nephew, let me tell you, the world has changed, and people's hearts are not the same. Come on, the reason you are looking for is much higher than their level of making up stories!"

He said sadly: "When I was an editor, I saw this kind of thing a lot! Come on, let me tell you, so you can be prepared."

Xu Weixin counted on his fingers: "Ill health, lack of inspiration, going out to collect news, weddings and weddings, wife's pregnancy, baby crying at night, classmate reunion, old friends traveling far away, home stolen, fire from the sky...etc. , Countless!" He paused, and continued, gnashing his teeth, "The most hateful thing is, there is another one who just perfuses me with nonsensical reasons like 'I'm looking through the almanac, it's not suitable to write this month'! It's simply unreasonable!"

Xu Xiaoming: "..."

Eye-opener.

He was dumbfounded, and when he returned to his seat, he was still in a daze.

Yan Heqing...shouldn't be this kind of person, right?

The more Xu Xiaoming thought about it, the more frightened he became. His brain is not very bright, otherwise he would not have failed to graduate. To use a common saying, he is a bit of a fool and admits death. This is why Xu Weixin handed over the matter of urging Yan Heqing to submit The reason for him--

A real editor must have a strong heart that is unmoved by external objects and ruthless!

Therefore, after sitting down, Xu Xiaoming quickly picked up a pen and prepared to write his first letter to Qiao Jing.

After writing the opening greeting according to the format, he began to face difficulties:

When writing a letter for the first time, I wrote it in a more tactful way. I asked Mr. Yan Heqing if he had any new inspiration recently, or should I say hello to the other party first and introduce myself briefly, and not submit the manuscript?

Xu Xiaoming struggled for a long time, and finally thought of what Xu Weixin said before, "Don't believe those fancy excuses, communicate with the author with a sincere attitude, and speak straight to the point", suddenly realized, and immediately began to write:

"Mr. Yan, I have admired your name for a long time, and I am your future editor Xu Xiaoming."

"—Excuse me, when is your next submission?"