That night, the sound in Lin Chaoyang's bedroom continued until very late. It was not until the woman's gentle pleading sounded that the sound stopped.

Recovering his glory, Lin Chaoyang fell into a deep sleep.

He didn't know how much time had passed, but the phone in the living room rang rapidly. He woke up from his sleep and went to answer the phone. He heard that it was a call from the security guard at the door, saying that someone was coming to visit.

"Who is it in the middle of the night?" Tao Yushu was sleepy-eyed and lazily next to Lin Chaoyang who was getting dressed.

"Li Tuo and Zhang Chengzhi, I don't know what the fuss is about." Lin Chaoyang got dressed and said to Tao Yushu, "You go to sleep first, I'll send them away before going to bed."

Not two minutes later, there was a knock on the door. When he opened the door, he saw Li Tuo and Zhang Chengzhi with red faces.

"What's going on with you two, coming here after one o'clock in the middle of the night to disturb people's dreams?" Lin Chaoyang complained.

Li Tuo immediately pointed at Zhang Chengzhi, "It's his fault! He pulled me out of bed in the middle of the night and insisted on looking for a book."

"Looking for a book? What book are you looking for?" Lin Chaoyang asked in confusion.

Zhang Chengzhi said: ""Martin Eden"! Chaoyang, do you have it at home?"

"In order to find a copy of "Martin Eden", you two stayed up most of the night and traveled half of the capital to disturb my dreams?"

Lin Chaoyang didn't understand, but was shocked and filled with resentment.

Li Tuo pointed at Zhang Chengzhi again, "I told you, he insisted on coming. I was sleeping well at home, but he banged on my door. When he came in, he asked me for books, but I didn't have any..."

Zhang Chengzhi answered: "Then he said, there must be one in Chaoyang, so I dragged him here."

"Hey!"

Zhang Chengzhi sold him in just two words. Just as Li Tuo was about to talk to him, he was interrupted by Lin Chaoyang, "Okay, okay, keep your voice down."

He asked Zhang Chengzhi again: "Martin Eden, right?"

Zhang Chengzhi nodded excitedly, "Yes, yes, do you have any?"

Lin Chaoyang didn't answer. He went to the study to look through the bookshelf, found a book, and threw it to Zhang Chengzhi.

After receiving the book, Zhang Chengzhi was ecstatic. Lin Chaoyang said: "The book is here. It's too cold outside, so just sleep at home tonight, and you two squeeze into the cabin."

"No, no, no..."

Li Tuo waved his hands and was about to refuse, but he saw Zhang Chengzhi sitting down on Lin Chaoyang's sofa and flipping through the novel without any distractions. He seemed to have no intention of leaving.

"Okay, let's do this for now. I don't care about you two anymore. If you're sleepy, go to that room and sleep."

After speaking, Lin Chaoyang went back to the house and continued to sleep.

Early the next morning, when the couple got up, Li Tuo and Zhang Chengzhi were no longer in the house, and there was a note on the table.

"Chaoyang, Li Tuo and I have something to do, so we should leave first.

I was sorry to bother you last night. I was finishing up my new novel recently, and I was struggling to find a suitable narrative language. When I suddenly had an idea, I remembered a description in "Martin Eden" for reference, but my memory has long been blurred, so

I just thought of looking for a book to read.

The novel was finished on your coffee table last night. Let Yushu help you submit it to "Yanjing Literature", as a reward for your clear dream.

In addition, if the manuscript is accepted, the manuscript fee will still be mine."

The note contained only a few words and was not signed, but it could be seen from the tone that it was written by Zhang Chengzhi.

The previous words are all very good, but this last sentence is a little too mean-spirited. Do I still owe you some royalties? I also specially emphasize that it is true!

"What is this?"

Tao Yushu, who had just gotten up and washed up, came over and saw the note in Lin Chaoyang's hand. Lin Chaoyang handed the note to him and picked up the pile of manuscript papers placed on the coffee table.

It only took Tao Yushu more than ten seconds to read the contents of the note. He suddenly felt like a pie in the sky. He grabbed the manuscript from Lin Chaoyang's hand and started flipping through it happily.

Unexpectedly, she was fascinated by this sight, and she didn't come back to her senses until Lin Chaoyang asked her to eat.

"Chengzhi's novel is really well written."

"It's good."

"Didn't you see it? How do you know it's good?"

Of course, Lin Chaoyang couldn't say that he knew it was definitely right when he saw the three words "Black Horse" on the first page of the manuscript. He could only say: "It's not wrong even if he knocks on our door in the middle of the night."

Hearing this, Tao Yushu couldn't help but smile.

"Without any enthusiasm, you really can't be a writer!"

The couple finished their meal while talking, put away the dishes, then simply tidied the room, and then entered the study.

Tao Yushu continued to review the pie-in-the-sky manuscript, while Lin Chaoyang worked overtime to write the movie script of "Garland Under the Mountain".

Today is the weekend and there is no need to go to work, but the couple is busy in their own way.

Early the next morning, Tao Yushu came to the editorial office with a cheerful face. When he met Zhang Dening, he joked: "Yushu, judging from your appearance, you had a good rest on the weekend?"

Tao Yushu nodded excitedly, "Very good."

As she spoke, she opened the black artificial leather briefcase she carried with her, with the word "Yenjing" printed on it, and took out a thick manuscript from it.

As soon as he saw the things she took out, Zhang Dening moved his body awkwardly.

People like Tao Yushu are not common in life, but almost everyone will meet them.

They are usually top achievers in school, and have extremely correct learning attitudes, and their aura is so strong that they put bad students to shame.

When they started working after graduation, they had almost no bumps and bruises like young people in the early stages of their careers. They seemed to get into work right away, maintaining their strong enthusiasm and ambition as always.

To sum it up in the words of later generations, this is the natural selection of workers.

After one month of work, her professional skills improved rapidly, and her work attitude became positive and enthusiastic. She received unanimous recognition from everyone in the editorial department, which made Zhang Dening, a good sister, feel a sense of crisis in her heart.

When Tao Yushu first came to the editorial department, Zhang Dening would pretend to be a senior and guide her in business. But a month later, Zhang Dening was surprised to find that there seemed to be not many people she could guide Tao Yushu.

Even in the business of reviewing manuscripts, which requires a lot of experience and literary literacy, Tao Yushu was able to have constant discussions with her, often coming up with wonderful ideas that were beyond her expectation.

And more importantly, Tao Yushu not only has strong learning ability, is quick to master the business, but also has a very dedicated work attitude.

After getting used to the work in the editorial department, I would often chat with Zhang Dening about the manuscript until after get off work.

Zhang Dening clearly remembered that she had packed her things when she was about to get off work the day before yesterday. She was about to leave work quickly, but she was stopped by Tao Yushu and chatted about the manuscript for more than half an hour.

Finally, she watched Tao Yushu put the unfinished manuscripts into his briefcase.

What kind of person brings manuscripts home during the weekend?

Zhang Dening thought she had recruited a resource person to the editorial department who would "bring money into the team", but little did she know that she had recruited a catfish who would destroy the ecological balance of the editorial department. Unfortunately, it was too late for her to realize the seriousness of the matter.

"Yushu, have these manuscripts been reviewed?" Zhang Dening asked with a hint of luck.

"No, I'm too busy on weekends to take care of it."

After listening to Tao Yushu's words, Zhang Dening breathed a sigh of relief.

I was shocked, it turned out to be just an act.

Just when she relaxed her vigilance, she watched Tao Yushu pull out a manuscript from the pile, and she clearly saw the title on it - "The Black Horse".

Zhang Dening clearly remembered that the manuscript Tao Yushu took with him when he left the day before yesterday did not contain this name. She asked curiously: "Yushu, this manuscript didn't originally exist, right?"

"Well, I just received this yesterday."

Yesterday? Wasn’t it a day off yesterday?

Zhang Dening looked confused. She wanted to ask: Everyone is taking a break. Where did you get the manuscript?

She didn't ask her words. After answering her questions, Tao Yushu sat down, spread out the letter paper, unscrewed the pen cap, and started writing.

"Reviewer comments on the novella "The Black Horse"..."

The title is quite formal, Zhang Dening thought.

Then she watched Tao Yushu's writing become a habit, without stopping. He wrote hundreds of words of opinions in just ten minutes, and there was no tendency to stop. From time to time, she turned over the manuscript of "The Black Horse" and continued to write like this.

fly.

Tao Yu kept writing, which made Zhang Dening unable to concentrate all morning. From time to time, his eyes were attracted to her writing furiously.

It was not until lunchtime that the editor-in-chief Yang Mo walked into the editorial office and noticed that Tao Yushu was engrossed in writing and asked: "Yushu, what are you writing about? Let's go eat first."

"Editor-in-chief, I am writing review comments, and I received a particularly good manuscript yesterday."

After listening to Tao Yushu's words, Yang Mo became interested and took a serious look at what she had written, with a look of surprise on his face.

"How much did you write?"

There are no fixed formats or requirements for review comments. They are all written by editors based on their own review experience.

For general works, editors rarely write review comments. At most, they only write a few comments.

The real review comments are basically written only for the key works that the editors pay attention to, and they are usually three to five hundred words in length. A few of them are of outstanding quality or the editors think that they will have a certain influence after publication. They will write more content.

Tao Yushu said with some embarrassment: "There are too many things I want to say, and I couldn't control them at the moment."

Listening to the conversation between the two, the colleagues in the editorial department all cast curious glances at Tao Yushu.

Yang Mo was intrigued by Tao Yushu's actions and wanted to leave the manuscript.

One day later, Yang Mo sent the manuscript back and asked Tao Yushu for her review comments.
To be continued...