Chapter 179 Youth Tour
Shi Tonghe’s black car slowly drove into the campus. He looked sideways out of the window. Mountains connected to buildings, buildings connected to mountains, undulating under the blue sky.
“Stop!”
He waved to the driver. The car screeched to a stop on the road. He pressed down the window and waved to the rear of the car.
A car followed him and parked next to his car.
“Brother Hanlin, you’re well here!”
The window on the opposite side of the car also lowered, revealing a smiling face: “Brother Tonghe, you’re well here!”
“It’s been 7 years since we parted ways with Brother Hanlin, right? I didn’t expect that we could be reunited again today. I’m so relieved, I’m so relieved!”
"And it's because of my son's work that we reunited, which is touching. Brother Tonghe, the last time you published a work, it was... 5 years ago, right?"
Shi Tonghe nodded. , the smile on his face did not fade away, and he sighed: "Alas, my hair is gray, and I am approaching old age. After all, I am declining. Now that the wave behind is rising, how dare the wave ahead block the way?"
"Brother Hanlin" in the opposite car stopped smiling: "I'm an old man who has great ambitions."
"Alas, I am no longer a teenager!"
While the two were sighing, they suddenly heard a shout from behind: "Are we still going to go? It's blocking the road!"
Shi Tonghe put away his expression and said, "Brother Hanlin, how about you? Come to my car and talk?”
“Okay.”
The two sat in the back seat and closed the window. The two of them chatted in a much brighter environment than before.
"Tonghe, you have put a lot of effort into paving the way for your child this time."
Shi Tonghe shook his head: "There is no way, old man If you don’t worry about him, what else can you ask for?”
“Yes, you have won all the awards you should win, and you are just short of a Nobel Prize.”
Shi Tonghe shook his head: "There is no chance of a Nobel Prize. Moreover, I have never won any foreign awards. In horizontal comparison, I am not as good as Mo Yan and Yu Hua."
"Brother Hanlin", whose full name is Fang Hanlin, was once a well-known editor of "Modern Times" and now serves as the chief editor of "Ge Xing". He is quite famous in the literary world and is one of the heavyweights invited by Shi Tonghe.
In short, his praise is very important to Shi Shuqiu.
However, since Fang Hanlin became the editor-in-chief of "Ge Xing" magazine, he has been in a semi-retired state and is not easy to hire.
You can’t buy a person of this level with any benefit. They are waiting to retire, and there is no need to risk their lives by shouting.
Shi Tonghe was able to invite him to come out because he played the emotional card.
The two have collaborated several times and published several good works. Both of them were in the rising stage of their lives at that time, so their memories were full of halo, very beautiful, and they recalled the glorious past.
Fang Hanlin said: "You are so humble. Your works are no worse than theirs in terms of level and scholarly quality."
Shi Tonghe smiled bitterly and shook his head: "No one can decide who's work is better, only time can decide. I don't want to compete with others now, I just want to do my part and help my children."
Fang Hanlin sighed: "I understand your mood. When I was young, I didn't know how busy my father was. When I reach this age, I will live like him, all for the sake of the children. "It's all for the children. Being ruthless may not be a hero." "How can you not be a husband?"
The two looked at each other and smiled.
Shi Tonghe feels that there are some things that don’t need to be said thoroughly, as saying them thoroughly would lose the sense of beauty. He was willing to maintain the tacit understanding with Fang Hanlin and left a blank space in his words. The two chatted for a while and started talking about home affairs.
“I saw you were quite excited just now. Did something happen?”
“Brother Tonghe still understands me.” Fang Hanlin couldn’t hold back the smile at the corner of his mouth, “We recently discovered a good new product I really want to recruit him. It just so happens that someone in our editorial department knows that person, so I guess we can get a manuscript. ”
Shi Tonghe raised his eyebrows when he heard this. A very good newcomer, could he be better than Shi Shuqiu?
"Who is it? How do you know he is a good newcomer?"
When Fang Hanlin talked about work, he suddenly became enthusiastic and spoke faster: "This person just made a public announcement In less than a year, it was published in "Get", and it was still on the headlines. Guess what? It was a long story with 200,000 words. "
"200,000?" Shi Tonghe narrowed his eyes slightly, "I guess only "Get" in the industry dares to do this, right?"
"Yes, even our "Song" would not dare to arrange it like this," Fang Hanlin said with a smile. "And guess what? It's still not finished! This is the first issue!"
Shi Tonghe said: "This is really awesome. What is it called?"
"It's called "Fire in the Stone"."
"I asked the author what his name is?"
"The name is... Wang. I asked the editor below to be responsible for liaison. Didn't I rush to your side?" Fang Hanlin said, "Today's As soon as "Acquisition" came out, our editorial department began to study "Fire in the Stone". From their analysis, it was completely a top-notch work. "This is a very high praise!" Shi Tonghe said, "Then I hope you can win this author as a regular author."
Fang Hanlin shook his head: "That's a bit too difficult. I estimate that countless magazines in the country are now trying to contact him. Who wouldn't want to snatch up such a precious author? It would be good if he could get a manuscript with his connections. In the end, he really Where to publish heavyweight manuscripts? Doesn’t it depend on which magazine is the most important?
“Look at a work as big as "Fire in the Stone", people would dare to submit it to "Get". In the past, who would have dared to do this? "
Shi Tonghe lost interest in this topic, looked down at the messages on his phone, and sent a message.
After sending it, he explained to Fang Hanlin: "I am also an editor friend. He said hello to me and had to reply. ”
Fang Hanlin waved his hand: "It's okay. Who is it?"
"Hao Chengliang."
"From "The Ancient City"?"
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There was one with a fluttering long skirt and one with black hair hanging down her waist, one on the left and one on the right, sandwiching Wang Zixu in the middle.
However, he looks like a thorn, and his steps are more careful than Lin Chong in the wild boar forest.
If Sartre were here, you would definitely be laughing and scolding him, with two beauties serving you, how lucky are you?
Wang Zixu scolded Sartre to go away. What do foreigners know? He swore that he had never experienced such a weird atmosphere.
During this period, the mobile phone in his trouser pocket kept ringing, but he did not dare to take out the mobile phone to read the message. Finally, a phone call relieved him, and he took out the mobile phone as if he had been granted amnesty.
“Hello, Lin Feng?”
“Brother Wang, congratulations!”
Wang Zixu did not expect that besides Xiao Mengyin, the first person to send blessings to him today would be Lin Feng.
"I just saw your work on "Acquisition", "Fire in the Stone", catalog headline, congratulations on realizing your dream!"
"No, no, it's still far away." Wang Zixu hurriedly humbled himself.
(End of this chapter)