Backtracking to the Age of Literature and Art

Chapter 7 Contribution Meeting

Wu Changxin's words surprised Yu Dong.

A week ago, Yu Dong did meet Su Tong when he was out for a walk, and Su Tong did mention that he would let Yu Dong have time to go to the "Zhongshan" magazine.

But no matter how you look at it, it doesn't reach the point of making a special call to invite, because it is not so convenient to make a phone call now, so Su Tong has to pass the word through Wu Changxin.

Yu Dong asked tentatively, "What did Su Tong say?"

Wu Changxin shook his head: "I didn't say it clearly, I just said please come over and sit down. Well, I've known him for so long, and I didn't hear him ask me to come over and sit down."

Between words, Wu Changxin was quite unhappy.

Yu Dong smiled and said, "Probably Su Tong thinks that Principal Wu, you have a lot of time to deal with, and if you can't open your body, you won't open your mouth."

Wu Changxin stared at Yu Dong with a smile, looked at it for a while, and said, "As expected, it's my brother and sister, this person isn't in front of me, so I'm in a hurry to help him speak. Okay, I'll pass the word to you, go. It's up to you not to go. If you want to go, you can go to the magazine at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon."

Yu Dong hummed: "Then I have to ask for a leave."

"Approved." Wu Changxin said simply.

……

After coming out of the principal's office, Yu Dong was still thinking about Su Tong.

If you can make a special call and give yourself a message through Wu Changxin, it is absolutely impossible to just invite him over to take a look.

As for what was going on, Yu Dong couldn't understand for a while.

"Oh, why don't you look at the road when you walk!"

Yu Dong was thinking about the problem, and his body was hit by something before he reacted.

At this time, there were several books scattered on the ground, with the words "Music Theory" written on them, and a young woman sat beside the books, looking at Yu Dong with an angry face.

Yu Dong thought for a few seconds before recognizing who the woman in front of him was.

Jin Yi has many beautiful teachers, and Cheng Yanqiu from the vocal music department is definitely the most famous one in the academy, not only because of her beauty, but also because of her pungent personality and bold style.

You can see the clue from what she is wearing at this time, the plaid shirt is casually open, and she wears a white vest.A pair of narrow-leg jeans on the lower body, with a few artificial cuts on the knee, are both anti-traditional and not popular at all in this era.

Yu Dong didn't communicate much with Cheng Yanqiu before, and he didn't even talk much, so most of his impressions of Cheng Yanqiu came from gossip from other people.

Even in colleges and universities, this kind of thing is the norm.The teachers are not saints. They sit together on weekdays and talk about common sayings.

In Yu Dong's impression, Cheng Yanqiu was not married in his 40s, so there were a lot of weird rumors from the outside world.

"Are you a mute?" Cheng Yanqiu said another word while looking at the man who bumped into him without saying a word.

Yu Dong came back to his senses and stretched out his hand apologetically, "I'm sorry, I was distracted."

Hearing Yu Dong's sincere apology, Cheng Yanqiu couldn't get angry. She didn't hold Yu Dong's outstretched hand, she took a selfie and patted her butt, stood up, and picked up her book from the ground.

"Forget it, I don't blame you."

In fact, it's not Yu Dong's fault. The corridor is so wide that even if Yu Dong was in a daze, he wouldn't bump into each other. The main reason is that Cheng Yanqiu ran in a hurry and hit a bend again, and he bumped into Yu Dong without paying attention. .

It stands to reason that the fault is still in Cheng Yanqiu.

It's just that Yu Dong is a man with a tall stature. He was fine by Cheng Yanqiu, but Cheng Yanqiu was bounced to the ground.

Cheng Yanqiu suffered a big loss and was angry, so he scolded him without thinking.

Holding the book in one hand and rubbing her butt in the other, Cheng Yanqiu walked past Yu Dong. She was probably in a hurry. Even if she almost fell and her butt was blooming, she didn't slow down at all.

Looking at Cheng Yanqiu's back, Yu Dong shook his head and continued to walk forward.

The next day at noon, Yu Dong left the campus after eating in the cafeteria. He went to Zhongshan Magazine at [-] o'clock in the afternoon. He came out ahead of time to contribute articles to "Science Fiction World".

His hand speed is relatively fast, and he wrote nearly [-] words in one week. If it wasn't for "Science Fiction World" requiring submissions to be on grid paper, Yu Dong spent most of his time transcribing, and he might have written more.

He named this novel "The Second World" by himself, and the full text is set at 32 words, and the submitted part only accounts for one-eighth of the total length.

The current traffic is very slow, and the email cycle is also long. Maybe by the time he receives the reply from the magazine, the manuscript has already been finished.

After sending the manuscript in a serious manner, he rode the Phoenix car borrowed from Liu Changmin and headed for Xinjiekou.

Zhongshan Magazine is not far from Nanyi, and you can get there in a while by bike.

At this time, the Gulou District was not very prosperous. From a distance, you could still see the Jinling Hotel standing in the northwest of Xinjiekou. This landmark building in Jinling still ranks as the tallest building in Jinling with a height of 110 meters.

There are shops with three or four storeys everywhere along the street. Occasionally, you can see vendors pushing carts to sell, and some practice stalls are directly on the side of the road. In addition to shouting vigorously, you must always pay attention to the surrounding movement.

There are also bold ones, and Yu Dong saw a circle of people not far from Zhongshan Magazine, and a black-faced man in his 50s or [-]s was sitting on the ground in the circle.

In front of him is a yellow cloth with dozens of crock pots on it. The man holds a spoon in his left hand, picks up the crock pot in his right hand, sprinkles the powder inside the crock pot on the yellow cloth, and sings in his mouth. up:

"The pepper is good, the pepper is fragrant, and the taste of the pepper is very long. It is indispensable to boil fish and stew, and it is strong in frying and frying. When cooking, it is seasoned, and it does not have the smell of pepper. If you ask where the pepper is good, Henan Kaifeng is hometown……"

It turned out to be selling thirteen incense, this is a technical job, this stuff has a series of rhetoric, and a set is definitely a complete program.

The people around were not rushing for the thirteen incense sold by this person, probably to listen to a song for free. Some people had never heard it before and thought it was novel and interesting, so they hummed along with it.

Yu Dong watched it for a while, but the words were too long, so he left before he finished.

According to memory, I found where Zhongshan Magazine is located.

The location of the magazine office is not easy to find. You have to go through an alley, pass through a yard, and then go up the stairs to the second floor to see the signboard of "Zhongshan".

Just as Yu Dong went upstairs, a middle-aged man came across him. He was walking out in a hurry. When he saw Yu Dong's unfamiliar face, he asked, "Looking for someone?"

"Well, look for Editor-in-Chief Su."

The man snorted and pointed inward: "Go to the left, and at the end is his office."

"Thank you."

The two passed by, and halfway down the stairs, the man suddenly turned his head and called to Zhu Yudong, "Young man, are you here to hold a manuscript meeting?"

Yu Dong was stunned for a moment, he hadn't heard of the drafting meeting mentioned by the man at all.

Probably seeing Yu Dong's puzzled expression, the man smiled and waved his hand: "It's alright, you can go in."

　This is the status, everyone vote.

　　Thanks to Long Xiangsheng for the 1500 reward, and thanks to Yilianyoumengdi Wusian for the 100 reward.

　　In addition, this book is all fiction. Don't put it on reality. In reality, Su Tong is no longer in Zhongshan...

　　
　
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