Reborn Cultural Empire

Seems like a bad meeting.

The kind-hearted Ning Yuan looked very worried, worried that the current experience would dampen the enthusiasm of the young man in front of him for writing.In his opinion, what Wu Junji said was extremely subtle was a little watery, but Yang Yi's own writing skills are still certain.

Others didn't want to talk more about this issue, so they talked about some common topics in the literati circle later.But out of respect for Ji Tangdan, he didn't deliberately neglect Yang Yi, and sometimes worried that Yang Yi would feel uncomfortable here, so he took the initiative to tell him some anecdotes in the circle.

But where do these people think that Yang Yi is also helpless?Anyway, this book was renamed "Soil Pimple", and Yang Yi didn't plan to publish it in China at all, at least he didn't plan to make any noise until he actually won the award.

So whether these people criticize or praise, it has nothing to do with his plan.

Therefore, when Pu Yuan and Tie Shi did not comment on this, several people originally thought that Yang Yi was going to be embarrassed, or a little bit ashamed.But Yang Yi's performance was undoubtedly unexpected. He didn't have the look of frustration of "unrecognized talents", or the depression of young people after hitting a wall.

Yang Yi will never admit that he is still here for Ning Yuan's new life.Because of his liking for "Green Valley", Yang Yi still pays close attention to the activities of this Yuezhou local writer, who cannot avoid the vulgar Ai Wu Ji Wu.

Probably in the middle of this year, this writer, who is in the period of high production of works, will complete his peak work that he has conceived for five years.Although this book may not be as good as pure literary works such as "Notes on a Mountain Dwelling", "Dust Settled" and "To Live" in the annual picture market, it is a long-lasting book no matter in terms of its sales volume or influence. Enduring works.

This is the benefit of foresight. The present Ning Yuan is not a contemporary young writer in Yang's eyes, but a delicious big cake.

Yang Yi said that he has no psychological pressure on poaching.

Not long after, the three people in the chess room also came out one after another, one face was full of anger, the other was triumphant, and they squinted at the person in front of them.The last one shook his head dumbfoundingly, it seemed that he wanted to be a peacemaker but couldn't do it.

The people at the tea table, when they saw the three of them came out, they looked familiar. Na Puyuan also joked: "I said you two can't play against each other, but you don't listen to my advice! And you, Old Dan, too." , Mingming knows that in the end it is such an unsolved case, and I still concentrate on making do with it."

The person called "Old Dan" looked similar to Yu Pu, an image of an amiable intellectual. Hearing this, he smiled wryly and waved his hands: "You've wronged me, it's Lao Qin... ... Forget it, stop talking! It's my fault if I talk too much later."

Those two are amazing to be able to play Go, which requires careful breath-holding, into checkers and backgammon, a game for children to compete for victory.Yang Yi originally wanted to curl his lips and have a secret laugh, but he couldn't prevent the old Dan from changing the subject: "Xiao Wu said that he asked us to come and comment on good articles, how about it, have you read it, is it the same as what he said? good?"

Several people hesitated for a while, feeling that this question was really difficult to answer.

In the end, when Pu Yuan was about to open his mouth and express everyone's opinions tactfully, someone outside the tea room knocked on the door a few times.

Because it is a place to drink tea and chat to relax, so although it is said to be a door, it is actually made of a few sticks of green bamboo, and you can see the scene inside just from the gaps in it.The person knocking on the door outside was just a polite gesture.

The conversation was interrupted, but the people in the room felt that it was exactly what they wanted.Pu Yuan didn't even ask who was coming, but quickly greeted with a smile, "Please come in."

It's glasses again, today there are a lot of people in this room, and out of nearly a dozen people, seven or eight wear glasses.Yang Yi swept around the room, couldn't help but smile again, but didn't care about the relieved look of these people.

Tie Shi noticed Yang Yi's expression, raised his eyelids and said nothing.

The person who just came in was the youngest among the glasses, and it was obvious just from his appearance.He was taken aback when he came in, apparently he hadn't peeked into the room through the crack of the door just now.Then, with astonishment and surprise, he nodded and greeted the group of people inside frequently, his actions were extremely cautious, and he presumably knew many people in the room.

Then he hesitated for a while, and then walked up to "Old Tie" who had made eye contact with Wu Junzi several times: "Editor Tie, when I went to submit an article last month, you made an appointment with me, let me I'll show you the edited manuscript."

Editor in chief?Yang Yi was a little surprised. Listening to the conversation of these people just now, he thought that the people present were all writers from the Yuezhou Writers Association, but he didn't expect that there was a chief editor hidden.

And according to what this young man said, he had made an agreement with the editor-in-chief early on that he was going to read the manuscript today, but he was dragged here by Wu Junji, obviously not keeping the agreement.

After roughly clarifying the context, Yang Yi shook his head sympathetically. This person is also inexperienced. He opened his mouth to make an appointment, but he didn't think about it carefully. , he can't show it in front of people.What's the difference between this and slapping in the face in public?Even if this veteran's behavior was inappropriate first, it would only cause resentment in vain in the end.

Sure enough, after hearing this, the others pretended that the matter had nothing to do with them, and began to whisper about their own affairs again. The meaning was already clear, and it was to leave space for this "old iron" to handle this private incident.

"Reporter Xiao'an, you are really impatient." Lao Tie heheed twice, and looked at his watch very calmly: "I remember when I said it last time, it was an appointment at 11:[-] noon? I originally I planned to inform you when the matter here was over, but you found the door instead."

Yang Yi really wanted to complain—an explanation is a cover-up, but Jiang Nan is very likely to replace this kind of outrageous thing, and many of these people here are potential targets of Yang Yi, so it is not easy to deal with It's the same as being deviant.

And the young man with glasses seemed to be aware of his inappropriateness. He was a little too anxious, so he nodded and smiled apologetically, "I'm the one who was anxious, because I settled for a table at Zhiweiju, and I came here to inform you first. Chief Iron made a sound."

"Old Tie" just gave a faint "hmm" and didn't comment.In a place like Zhiweiju, ordinary people are reluctant to eat a meal. As the editor-in-chief of a publishing house, he is a sought-after object in the literati circle, so it is not surprising.But the sound of "hmm" inevitably made the man with glasses look a little ugly, and he was a little confused for a while, so it was difficult to answer the conversation.

But Yang Yi is still very interested. One is this old man. Since Wu Junji has invited this person, and has exchanged eye contact with him many times during the process, there must be a tacit understanding between the two that outsiders don't know.Secondly, I was a little curious about the person Baba was rushing to please Lao Tie, but this curiosity was purely a manifestation of the sequelae of poaching.

What if it's some great manuscript?Yang Yi hid aside and recalled it carefully. In 9 years, it seemed that there were no outstanding best sellers with market context.

Even Ning Yuan's novel, and "Dust Settled", which was later called the closest to the Nobel Prize in Literature in China, all shine in literary and ideological aspects, rather than huge commercial value.

Being suddenly intruded by this person, everyone's original topic was interrupted, and they began to talk about this young man.Yang Yi was also happy to hide aside, secretly observing the performance of these people, focusing on a few people whose works had sold well.

Later, as they talked, they divided into small circles. Lao Tie and Wu Junji got together, and the group headed by Pu Yuan paid attention to the game not long ago.Naturally, the remaining two young people who had no one to talk to, talked to one place.

Yang Yi was originally curious, so when he saw the young man looking over, he took the initiative to smile: "Hello, can you show me..." He pointed to the stack of manuscript paper in the latter's hand.

Although this person was surprised to a certain extent that Yang Yi could appear on such an occasion, at the moment his mind was mainly on the old iron body next to him, so he nodded superficially: "Hehe, yes. Little classmate, did you come here with the elders at home?"

A group of people are all writers from the Writers Association, not counting Yang Yi, the youngest person in the group looks only 36, so it is reasonable for him to ask such a question, and it is not just to underestimate people.

Yang Yi nodded vaguely: "Yes, I came here with the elders."

It's really hard to explain his own identity, and it's completely wrong to mention "please seniors correct the works", just follow his words.Then he took the manuscript handed over by the man. It seemed that this young glasses treasured his manuscript very much. Even though he was dismissed by that old man, his handwriting was still neat and tidy, not even a single corner was creased. .

Hey, the text that comes into view is not the beginning of the regular pattern, but a self-report and the purpose of writing.Looking at the eye-catching line "In order to remember the emotional experience of ordinary Chinese people at this coming turn of the century, I finally started to write", Yang Yi suddenly felt a little messy in the wind.

Isn't this the so-called "record", the so-called "emotional record" that was almost rotten in the year of [-]?If in terms of literariness and ideological quality, there are articles such as A Lai's "Dust Settled", Yu Hua's "To Live", and Ning Yuan's "Water Town New City" to support the scene, then on the road of commercialization, this kind of "peeping" that satisfies the readers and the public The picture of "selfish desire" is the real protagonist.

Although this kind of picture has only been popular for less than three years, it really "settled" when the turn of the century came.However, in the past two years of its popularity, it has undoubtedly pointed out a possible way to make a living for many businessmen and unknown authors at the bottom.

"Well, why did you think of writing this type of article?"

Yang Yi frowned and recalled for a long time. It was a certain reporter from Beijing Youth Daily who first led the trend of this type of map. Readers have reading fatigue and aesthetic fatigue.

But it's only the beginning of May now?There is still about a month and a half before the two lives.

Although he didn't take Yang Yi's age seriously, the young man himself admitted that he was a junior of a certain writer here!With no way to submit manuscripts everywhere, the young man with glasses seemed to be in a hurry to go to the doctor, so he smiled suspiciously: "Well, how should I say it? Um...hehe, it's like this, my job is actually Not a writer, at most a literary lover, but because I am a reporter..."

Hearing this, Yang Yi's face changed strangely, and he sneered in a very dirty heart.However, the young man on the opposite side didn't know the grammatical flaws in his words. When he saw the child raising his eyebrows and curling his lips, he smiled awkwardly: "Well, there is no prescribed occupation for writing articles."

Yang Yi quickly waved his hands and shook his head: "No, no, there is no other meaning. Sorry, return your work, what? Is this type of manuscript unpopular?"

The man with glasses took a peek at the old iron over there, and sighed: "Yeah, I thought that this type of book, although it's not pleasant to say, doesn't have much connotation to dig out, but It should be able to meet the needs of most ordinary readers. But after it was written, it failed to be submitted everywhere, and only then did I realize that my thinking about the problem was too simple."

Yang Yi couldn't help feeling a lot when he heard the words. When he first contributed to "Song Dynasty", how was his experience similar to this person in front of him?They are all type diagrams that have never appeared before, and they are all things that are ahead of market demand.

The only difference is that I met that avant-garde Rogo, a fat man with a strong market vision and an alternative among the bosses of the publishing house.And this young man's situation is even more miserable.

Then he didn't speak, and continued to read the manuscript with his head buried. Although this type of article set off a wave of private voyeurism when it first came out, when targeting a specific book, it still depends on the author's writing skills—including Writing, control, etc., all in all, is the writing ability to attract readers to read.

The man with glasses saw that Yang Yi had lost his words, but turned to his own on the spot, not knowing what to say.

He came here this time to seek publication. Even if this young man is a junior of a certain writer present, he can't realize his wish.

No matter how much Yang agrees with his manuscript and reads it with relish, it can't bring him any comfort.

"In this way, the manuscript is good, the main reason is that the level of burden is also high, and the emotions can also resonate with the type of people! And the description of the most subtle details of life can satisfy the curiosity and gossip of many people." Yang nodded and commented while watching. , didn't pay attention to the dumbfounding expression of the young man in glasses.

"In this way, I will leave you a call, and after you call, someone will come to talk to you about publishing."

The last sentence completely stupefied the young man.