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Chapter 4 A Feeling of Déjà Vu

The words of the security guard made Song Daren feel unhappy, and he felt inferior. A delivery boy submitted an article to the editorial department. It sounded a little outrageous, but he still had to explain: "I am not a food delivery guy."

"Aren't you delivering food? You're wearing this outfit, aren't you delivering food?" the security guard said.

"I didn't make it clear. I'm a food delivery rider, but I'm not here to deliver food this time, but to contribute to the editorial department of "Super Ancient" magazine."

"Are you here to contribute? I have been working as a security guard here for several years, and I have never seen a food delivery person submit."

Song Daren showed the envelope to the security guard, and said, "I'm really here to contribute. Look, here is my article. Editor Yan Chaoranyan from the editorial department asked me to come to him to contribute."

"Oh, it turns out that Editor Yan asked you to come here. You register and go in. The editorial department is on the second floor, and you can see it when you go up."

"Thank you."

The reason why Song Daren did not go to work in the company after the last unit closed down, but switched to delivering food, on the one hand, the latter’s income is higher, and on the other hand, the latter has a lot of food in the morning and afternoon every day. You can study in your free time, and the latter reason is more important.

Although his cultural level is not high, his spare time life is very rich.The Weicheng Cultural Center often holds free cultural lectures and training classes. Song Daren is a frequent visitor to the cultural center and has also signed up for a special calligraphy training class.Therefore, he also wrote a good hand.

The register is on the desk by the door.When Song Daren registered, his handwriting was very neat.Seeing this, the security guard couldn't help being taken aback, and said to Song Daren, "I never thought that you, a delivery man, could write so well. Now I believe it, you are indeed here to contribute."

"Thank you. I haven't practiced calligraphy for a long time, and I'm far behind other people who can write really well." Song Daren said.

"No, you do write very well. Every author who submits a manuscript here, or comes to receive a manuscript fee, must register. I have seen their writing, and to be honest, there are not many authors whose writing is better than yours."

"Thank you for your encouragement, I still have to continue to practice. I have to go up and submit."

"Go, go, I wish you success."

"Thank you."

Song Daren walked up the stairs and soon reached the second floor.

There is a sign of "Editorial Department of "Super Ancient" Magazine" hanging on the door of an office facing the stairs, which is obviously the office of the editorial department.

The office door is open.Song Daren came to the door and looked inside. There was a middle-aged man, a woman in her 30s, and a young girl.

A middle-aged man and a woman in her 30s are facing the door, and the young girl has her back to the door.Yan Chaoran is not there.

Song Daren knocked on the door of the editorial department.Both the middle-aged man and the woman in her 30s saw Song Daren. The woman didn’t speak, but the man said to him, “Did you come to deliver food?” Then he said to the young girl, “Zang Xue, did you order food?”

Zang Xue said, "No." Turning to look at Song Daren at the door, "Who ordered the takeaway?"

Song Daren and Zang Xue met each other's eyes.

The girl in front of her has fair skin, delicate features, and shawl-shoulder hair. She is a girl with classical beauty.Weicheng is a place where beauties are produced, and beautiful girls can be seen everywhere, but she gives Song Daren a sense of deja vu, and they are indeed meeting each other for the first time.

Song Daren suddenly remembered a figure painting he had obtained by chance. The painting depicted a young girl, who was almost exactly the same as the girl in front of him.Since he got the painting, he often took it out to look at it, and even imagined that the girl would walk off the painting one day.

Zang Xue asked again: "Who did you deliver the takeaway to?"

Song Daren came to his senses and said to Zang Xue: "I am a delivery rider, but I am not here to deliver food this time, but to contribute."

"Are you here to contribute?" The middle-aged man asked Song Daren with some doubts.

Song Daren understands that in the eyes of most people, takeaway riders are a group of uneducated and unqualified people, which have nothing to do with writing articles and submitting articles. The problem of middle-aged men is not surprising at all.

Zang Xue didn't look down on Song Daren because of his status as a delivery rider, and said to him: "Come in, let me see what manuscript you wrote."

Song Daren first said to the middle-aged man: "I am indeed here to contribute." Then he said to Zang Xue, "Editor Yan Chaoranyan asked me to contribute. Didn't he come to work today?"

"You are the takeaway rider that Yan Chaoran mentioned! A few days ago he said that he was hit by a takeaway rider who likes to read, and he has been waiting for you to submit an article these days." Zang Xue said.

That day, Yan Chaoran was working in the editorial department.When Song Daren arrived at the editorial department, Yan Chaoran happened to go to the bathroom.

The bathroom is very close to the editorial office.When Zang Xue was talking, Yan Chaoran came out of the bathroom, and when he got to the corridor, he saw Song Daren who was still standing at the entrance of the editorial department.

Yan Chaoran said to Song Daren: "Song Daren, are you here to contribute?"

While speaking, Yan Chaoran walked to the door of the editorial office.Song Daren said to Yan Chaoran: "Editor Yan, I wrote an article about the Great Wall of Qi. I don't know if it's good or not. Come today and let you take a look."

"Come and sit in the office." Yan Chaoran said.

Song Daren followed Yan Chaoran into the office.Yan Chaoran introduced Song Daren to his colleagues. He first pointed to a middle-aged man and a woman in her 30s, and said to Song Daren, "One of these two is editor Zhou Fangping, and the other is Sister Sun Yan." Pointing to Zang Xue, she said, "This beauty is Yanran Yizhihua Zang Xue, who is a beauty editor."

Zang Xue patted Yan Chaoran on the shoulder and said, "Yan Chaoran, you know how to make fun of me every day!"

Yan Chaoran first smiled at Zang Xue, and then introduced Song Daren to other people in the editorial department: "This is Song Daren, an extraordinary delivery rider."

Song Daren was not sure who to shake hands with first, Zang Xue stretched out his hand to him first and said, "Song Daren, nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you." Song Daren shook hands with Zang Xue, but he didn't dare to look into Zang Xue's eyes.

After shaking hands with Zang Xue, Song Daren shook hands with Zhou Fangping and Sun Yan and said hello to each other.

Yan Chaoran moved a chair, let Song Daren sit down, and then said: "Song Daren, I have been waiting for you to submit an article these days. I can't wait, I can't wait, I thought you wouldn't come."

"I don't have a ready-made manuscript, so I can only find time to write it now, and it was delayed for a few days. I don't have a computer, so I can't type, so I wrote it by hand." Song Daren said, and handed the envelope containing the manuscript to Yan Chaoran.

Yan Chaoran opened the envelope and took out the manuscript.Like the security guard at the door, he was surprised when he saw the words written by Song Daren, and said, "Song Daren, I'm not wrong, you are really a very ordinary takeaway rider. Let alone the manuscript, your handwriting is Extraordinary, much better than I can write. I use the computer every day, and I can hardly write."

Song Daren's manuscript has a total of four pages.Yan Chaoran gave each of Zang Xue, Zhou Fangping, and Sun Yan a page, and said to them, "Look, isn't Song Daren's handwriting very good?"

Zang Xue looked at Song Daren's handwriting and said, "I never expected that a delivery rider could write so well."

Yan Chaoran looked at Zang Xue and said, "Zang Xue, what you said is wrong. You are suspected of discriminating against manual workers."

"How can I have it? I just said it casually." Zang Xue said to Yan Chaoran.

"Editor Yan, Editor Zang didn't mean to discriminate against me." Song Daren said to Yan Chaoran.

"They're both joking, so don't take it seriously. But now, few authors submit handwritten manuscripts. Your handwriting is really good." Zhou Fangping said to Song Daren.

Zhou Fangping, Zang Xue, and Sun Yan returned the manuscript to Yan Chaoran.Yan Chaoran said to Song Daren again: "Just put the manuscript here. I'll tell you the result after I read it. By the way, let's leave a phone call for each other and add WeChat."

"Okay." Song Daren said.

Yan Chaoran and Song Daren left each other's numbers and added WeChat.Afterwards, Song Daren left the editorial department, and Yan Chaoran sent him to the door on the first floor before returning to the office.

(End of this chapter)