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Chapter 85 Yong Ye (Thanks to the leader ptik)


Chapter 85 Yong Ye (Thanks to the leader ptik)



Ning Chunyan quickly waved his hand and said no, I just copied the book for him. His writing was good enough, the inside and outside were integrated, and it was completely natural. My family unanimously praised it and did not need me to change it.



Li Tingfang's eyes flashed: "Mr. Ning, do you think it's good too?"



Ning Chunyan said: "My dad said he doesn't look like a new author at all, I'm sure I have practiced it in private."



Lin Feng intensified his tactics: "My brother is really good at it. He has read a lot of books. It's not just practice, it's hard work."



Li Tingfang leaned back on the recliner again. She knew very well about Lin Feng’s character and level. Lin Feng became a monk halfway, but he was quite honest and kind-hearted. Everyone said he was awesome, so he didn’t pay much attention to it. He just said:



“To achieve amazing skills, you have to work hard. It’s just that you must work hard.” No matter how amazing your art is, it is only at the level of skill. To achieve enlightenment, you need a true soul and an unruly mind. This is why I believe you will eventually surpass Shen Qingfeng.



"Shen Qingfeng places too much emphasis on decoration, and it becomes a fake. If there are too many fakes, how are you different from a gangster?" In the words of Confucius, it is: Quality is superior to literature, which leads to wildness, and literature is superior to quality, which leads to history. Be polite, then be a gentleman. I hope the Wang Zixu you are talking about is a gentle and gentle gentleman. ”



This saying, “The superiority of literature and quality leads to history” comes from the Analects of Confucius Yong Ye. This sentence does not mean that all poseurs are stinky. "History" here means "fake". Li Tingfang mainly meant that Shen Qingfeng was very fake.



Lin Feng said: "Teacher, Brother Zixu is indeed a gentleman."



"My point is not whether he is a gentleman or not."



"But he is indeed. He will never run around with Shen Qingfeng like Lin Luo. What should I say? He has a bit of character."



"...Okay, please stop pressing it."



Ning Chunyan grinned as she listened. She mainly felt that the word "gentleman" seemed so inappropriate when put together with Wang Zixu.



As soon as they met, he said that he had a wife, with "fear of cheating" almost written on his face. Yes, he is indeed a gentleman. But if you really have nothing, why don't you dare to look at me? Even if he is a gentleman, he is still a gentleman with a lustful heart but no courage.



Of course, if Wang Zixu knew that she thought this way, she would definitely defend herself while being embarrassed and annoyed: a gentleman's deeds do not matter his heart. Self-denial and propriety-repairing are benevolence. What does "self-denial" mean? If you can restrain yourself, you are a gentleman; if you cannot restrain yourself, you are a villain. Even if it is difficult to overcome, it is mainly because you are very charming. It starts with emotion and ends with etiquette. That means having emotion first and then courtesy. Even Confucius and others would not blame me, so why am I not a gentleman?



Ning Chunyan laughed even more when she thought of this. That guy is so funny. Of course, it cannot be said that Ning Chunyan is so delusional about Wang Zixu, and her narcissism plays a big role in it.



Li Tingfang scolded Lin Feng and said: "Don't just talk about others. Are you polishing your new manuscript? If you can appear in "Yangtze River" once, I will There will be far fewer doubting voices in our association, so why do we have to worry about Shen Qingfeng's gangster thing now?"



Lin Feng was sweating on his forehead, and he was submissive. Li Tingfang lost her temper and began to criticize the people of the Xihe Literary Association with her fingers:



"The two treasures of the Xihe River have all gone to the East China Sea, so forget it. In the deputy committee, there is one Shen Qingfeng and Shen Qingfeng. Shen Qingfeng is not easy to mention, but you can't mention it. Finally, a young talent Lin Luo appears, and the result is... He is a lustful and lustful person who went to fool around with Shen Qingfeng..."



Li Tingfang is an old and graceful old lady, but she is not the kind-hearted old lady that everyone thinks of. As a woman who likes Lu Zhishen, her language style in her early years can only be described as straightforward and straight to the point.



Back then, she used to scold people vividly, richly and lyrically, and scolding people like chickens, dogs, birds and beasts was just the lowest level. As you get older, hormone levels subside and you become less prone to losing your temper. For people he dislikes, he will only call them rats or gangsters relatively gently.



Fortunately, most of those who were qualified to scold her back then were dead, and the remaining ones who were not dead could no longer scold her.



Ning Chunyan watched all this helplessly. After the old lady calmed down a little, she said:



"Teacher, I have been planning to start a magazine recently..."



Li Tingfang waved her hand and said, "I know, I heard about it. You are brave enough to be willing to make paper matchmakers these days. " Ning Chunyan smiled shyly: "It's all about people. Some things always need to be done. "



Li Tingfang nodded and said, "Have you chosen the location for your magazine?"



“Not yet, only determined to be in the East China Sea.”



“Should we do nationwide distribution?”



“We are currently raising funds. If there are enough funds, can we do it or want to do it nationwide? Issuance."



Li Tingfang said: "You can do it. As long as you have enough funds, you don't need to worry about any procedural issues. If you have any questions, please come to me."



This sentence is extremely valuable. Li Tingfang would not make a promise easily. Being able to say "don't bother" means that he will use the highest-level relationships and connections. And as long as she is willing to use her connections and says there is no problem, then there will definitely be no problem.



Ning Chunyan quickly nodded in thanks.



"Teacher Li, I have another request. For the first issue of my magazine, could you please pick up the pen and write a preface message?"



Li Tingfang said: "Xiaochun, I am not stingy. I am reluctant to help you, but I have a person who is more suitable to write your inaugural message. I recommend Teacher Yu Qing to take on this glorious mission." Ning Chunyan was startled and sat up straight. Yu Qing and Li Tingfang are of the same generation, and Yu Qing is also one who can be written into the history of contemporary Chinese literature, and he accounts for a considerable proportion of the page. He is an inescapable figure in modern and contemporary Chinese literature.



What’s even better is that he is a real best-selling author. Not only was he very popular back then, but he is also very popular among young people now. In fact, when Ning Chunyan wanted to start this magazine, he was the first person she wanted to find. Unfortunately, due to her status, she couldn't contact him at all.



"Can you help me ask Teacher Yu Qing?"



Li Tingfang smiled and said: "Of course. However, he has a more serious temper, so you'd better choose it. For the first issue, show him the entire book. After he reads it, he may write a long message to you, and maybe even submit a manuscript to you. If you just ask for it verbally, he may just write a sentence as a courtesy and be done with it. ”



Ning Chunyan was suddenly sweating: "Before I show it to Teacher Yu, can I show it to you first?"



She had already made up her mind to publish the little prince's article in the magazine. She didn't know what Teacher Yu Qing would think when he saw the little prince's article openly published in it, and whether she would write something weird in anger.



After all, with the current trend in the literary world, the little prince is still a bit of a dog-eat-dog, unable to sit on the official table, and it is difficult for him to reach the level of elegance.



Li Tingfang didn’t know what she was thinking, but still smiled and said: “You can read it, but it is your magazine after all. I can only take a glance at it, but don’t expect me to help you select manuscripts.”



After finishing speaking, she added: "The selection of the magazine represents the personal interests of the editor. It can be said that the editor-in-chief is the soul of the magazine. Individual writers with great style may increase the sales of the magazine, but what really retains readers is the soul. The soul must not be lost."



Ning Chunyan nodded solemnly and smiled shyly.





Lin Feng and Ning Chunyan said goodbye to the teacher together. They went out together and talked about some things about magazines and literary associations, but it was not easy to talk in depth.



The two of them really had nothing in common, so the topic tended to be business polite. The two of them happened to be sweethearts and didn't like perfunctory politeness, so it was inevitable that they would fall into an awkward silence.



It happened that the distance between the two of them was quite long. They couldn’t walk without walking, and they couldn’t agree with each other. In the moment of embarrassment, Lin Feng suddenly felt blessed and pointed at the street corner not far away and said:



"Ning, talented girl, do you know? Brother Zixu's wife works in the flower shop over there."



Upon hearing this, Ning Chunyan suddenly became interested: "What are you doing? "You know?"



Lin Feng said: "Brother Zixu told me that his wife was in this flower shop, and he said that he had met me for a long time. Unfortunately, I was busy with my duties and couldn't remember it. I don't know if he talked to his wife later, so I had to say hello to avoid leaving a bad impression."



Ning Chunyan said: "You are really a gentle gentleman, you are so considerate."



Lin Feng smiled shyly.



After saying that, she suddenly thought: "How about I go and see with you?"



(End of this chapter)