Chapter 110 The Weapon of Criticism
"Your "Wild Manegrass" was published in "Yangtze River", with more than 30,000 words!" Lin Feng said.
When he mentioned “more than 30,000 words”, his eyes widened. Lin Feng was surprised that no one except Wang Zixu could understand - the magazine space was tight, and as a newcomer, Wang Zixu occupied more than 30,000 words in the magazine for the first time. To describe it as a "feat" is no exaggeration.
You know, when "Spirit and Flesh" was published, the editors of the magazine struggled for several days because of its word count. Later, "Soul and Flesh" was well received once it was published, and later won the Outstanding Short Story Award. It was later adapted into the famous movie "The Wrangler" - and "Soul and Flesh" only has less than 20,000 words.
Lin Feng paused, and then said: "The news hasn't spread yet, but if it does, someone will definitely rush to be your recommender. Just tell me when the time comes that I have become your recommender, okay?"
Wang Zi nodded: "That's natural, didn't we agree a month ago?"
Lin Feng smiled honestly. What Wang Zixu was talking about was the promise they made casually when they were squatting in front of the flower bed in the park and smoking. He was very happy that Wang Zixu still remembered the agreement at that time, which meant that the two of them kept their word and were good at it.
Zhang Cannian raised his voice and asked: "What kind of magazine is "Yangtze River"? Does the Literary and Art Association have to rob people when they come to recruit people?"
Lin Feng replied: ""Yangtze River" can be It is said to be the highest-status literary journal in the province. The standard for membership is to publish more than 100,000 words in the journal. If it is a core journal, the number of words can be reduced to 30,000. Brother Wang’s novel is really impressive.”
Zhang Cangnian was very happy: "Gou Ju, you are really discerning. Not only is Xiao Diao in our unit about to be robbed by the Literary Association, but now there is also Wang Zixu who is also robbed. The literary style of our unit is very prosperous!"
He watched the excitement without thinking it was a big deal, and did not care at all that Gou Yingbiao's facial features were distorted to pieces. Whether Gou Yingbiao has a "smart eye for discerning pearls" or not, he knows in his mind. Occasionally, he had to smile and agree to show his magnanimity.
Wang Zixu didn’t look at Gou Yingbiao’s expression at all, but asked about Lin Feng: “Has your work entered the final round?”
Lin Feng said: “I entered. But...Lin Luo also entered.”
The second half of his sentence was spoken at a volume that only Wang Zixu could hear. After finishing speaking, he patted Wang Zixu on the shoulder again and said: "It's a pity that you didn't enter the essay competition this time, but "Yangtze River" is not bad compared to the ranking in the essay competition, and it can be regarded as a lost opportunity." "Aren't you hot in such a thick suit?"
Lin Feng smiled sheepishly: "In today's big event, even if you don't get a good ranking, you still have to dress decently to maintain your momentum. In fact, you should also dress better. There are many celebrities coming today. How good would it be if you could leave a good impression on them?"
Wang Zixu said: "I don't care. I don't have to meet those celebrities. Even if I do, we may not have any interactions in the future."
Lin Feng did not dissuade him. He was busy with other things. After saying hello to others, he was about to leave. Before leaving, Song Yinglian mustered up the courage and said:
"Teacher Lin, our Xiao Diao will also enter the third level this time." It’s been three rounds, can you be her recommender for joining the Literary and Art Association? ”
“Hey!”
Diao Yiwen made a short sound. It was too late to stop Song Yinglian, he had already spoken out. Diao Yiwen covered half of her face with a painful expression.
Lin Feng turned around, glanced at Diao Yiwen in surprise, and then smiled: "You entered the third round? I heard. It's good to get this result at this age, but there is a word count requirement to join the Literary and Art Association. Just entering the tenth place is not enough. If you write more and publish more in the future, you will have the opportunity to join."
Song Yinglian was bored, and his expression was a little sarcastic. Diao Yiwen glared at him complainingly. Lin Feng just mentioned the threshold for joining the literary association. Isn't this just humiliating himself?
Lin Feng took two steps and suddenly thought of something. He turned back and said to Wang Zixu: ""Yangtze River" will not send back sample issues to writers who have published articles. If you have time, you can buy a copy as a souvenir. There are some at the bookstore over there."
After Lin Feng left, no one spoke for a long time under the pergola. Gou Yingbiao was only halfway through his criticism of Wang Zixu. When he mentioned "no talent", Lin Feng was completely interrupted and could not continue the rest of his argument. Gou Yingbiao didn't speak, and the others had nothing to say and could only stare.
Zhang Cannian rarely experiences this kind of fun. At this time, only old comrades like him who were on the verge of retirement had the right to be exempted from silence. He patted Wang Zixu on the chest and said: "Xiao Wang, you boarded "Yangtze River", why don't you feel excited at all?"
Zhang Cangnian patted him on the shoulder and said "Very good" and then turned to look at Gou Yingbiao: "Director Gou, didn't you just say that young comrades should go to cultural gatherings more often? Why don't you let Wang Zixu go to the bookstore and buy a copy of "The Yangtze River"? Would you like to encourage the comrades in the unit? ”
Gou Yingbiao couldn’t refuse, not to mention that Wang Zixu couldn’t say anything now. The more he looked at him, the more upset he became, and he waved his hand with disgust, signaling for them to leave.
This played into the prince’s wish. Seeing that Gou Yingbiao was also quite annoyed, he turned around and left without even saying hello.
After walking ten meters away, I turned around and found that Diao Yiwen’s small campaign team was following behind.
He smiled, didn’t care, and walked straight to the book stand.
Not far behind, Song Yinglian whispered: "Xiao Diao, are you going to follow him to have a look?"
Diao Yiwen nodded: "I also planned to go to the bookstore."
Guo Ran Ran whispered: "I also think I should take a look. Hasn't he been rejected all the time before? Why did he suddenly appear in "Yangtze River"? There may be a misunderstanding." Diao Yiwen did not answer, but followed Wang Zixu silently. Guo Ranran is not stubborn, her character is like this. She can fail in her own life, but Wang Zixu's life must fail, otherwise she will not live a good life.
Song Yinglian whispered: "What has he been doing all these days? Why did he suddenly buy such an expensive car?"
Guo Ranran asked: "What car?"
"Didn't you see? The Audi he drives can't be purchased for less than three or four hundred thousand."
"So expensive?"
"What do you think?"
Guo Ranran was stunned for a long time, and suddenly felt very frustrated. Song Yinglian was thinking hard. He didn't care whether Wang Zixu boarded the Yangtze River or the Yellow River. He was jealous of that car.
For a time, the three of them each had their own secrets.
The book kiosks and bookstore stalls at the cultural fair are close together. They were jointly contracted by several bookstores in the city. They used blue plastic tiles to cover a shed area of more than 200 square meters in the center of the square. The walls were made of transparent plastic and equipped with four temporary air conditioners. Therefore, it became the most densely populated area in the square.
There are four doors in the east, west, north and south. When you open the curtain and enter, you will see a maze of bookshelves up to two meters high. Several "book pillars" are spirally arranged and ascend. There is a collection of classics and history, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, and all kinds of books. The bookshelves are staggered in height and height, covered in layers, and the winding paths lead to a quiet place, filling the room with the fragrance of ink.
Wang Zixu walked through the forest of books and finally found the location of the newspaper. After searching among the magazines for a long time, he finally found "Yangtze River". Just as he was about to reach for it, Guo Ranran came out of the thorn and grabbed it first.
"Let me take a look."
She opened the magazine and flipped through it roughly for a long time. Finally, she found the novel "Wild Weeds" on the first page after the table of contents. The three small words "Zixu" below confirmed her failure. Her eyes suddenly burst into tears, and she clasped her hands tightly.
The prince was hesitant to speak, and finally leaned down to look for other copies of "Yangtze River" that had not been crumpled. As Lin Feng said, this magazine is worth remembering.
At this moment, he suddenly discovered a copy of "Literary Circle", with the words "The Little Prince's Love Letter to the World" printed on the cover. He smiled knowingly and pulled it out from the bookshelf.
At this moment, a familiar voice that had not been heard for a long time sounded in my ears:
"Wang Zixu? What a coincidence, you are here too?"
Wang Zixu raised his head and happened to see Ning Chunyan.
(End of this chapter)