"There are many people like Ah Hao and Ah Lian in this society. Although we always advocate that there is no distinction between high and low professions, when implemented in real life, it is mostly just empty words.

Why do the educated youth want to return to the city? Now everyone says that those who research missiles are not as good as those who sell tea eggs. What is the logic behind this? I think everyone will understand even if I don’t say it.

When I was naming this book, I had another option, "The Farewell", but in the end I thought about it and thought it would be better to use "The Examiner".

The title "Jinshi" may not change anything, but at least it can comfort this group of people."

Lin Chaoyang expressed his thoughts in a calm tone. After listening, everyone present could not help but show a bit of admiration in their eyes.

It turns out that there is such intention and ingenuity behind the title of the book "The Examiner".

Everyone couldn't help but sigh, probably only Lin Chaoyang's thinking could create such an outstanding work.

After seeing the true face of Lushan in "Enter the Master", everyone was satisfied.

When he was about to leave, Zheng Wanlong begged Lin Chaoyang: "Chaoyang, why don't you publish this novel in our magazine?"

Since "Crossing Guandong", Lin Chaoyang's novels are no longer published through literary magazines, but are published directly.

He does not lack the exposure of magazine publication, but magazine exposure may even affect the sales of the novel.

Zheng Wanlong knew about this, but he used the energy of "Apple is not selling well, please help us" and cried to Lin Chaoyang about the difficult living environment of literary magazines in the past two years, in an attempt to win Lin Chaoyang's sympathy.

After he started crying, before Lin Chaoyang expressed his position, Zhu Wei couldn't sit still.

Zheng Wanlong is now the deputy editor of "October" and he is also the backbone of "People's Literature".

It was fine if I didn’t send it to the magazine before. Now if I want to send it, I can’t send it to “October.” Does People’s Literature think that I am a dead person?

Zhu Wei intervened, which made Zheng Wanlong a little dissatisfied. It was true that we were friends, but there were no brothers in front of the manuscript editor.

A good manuscript is like a goddess. People are chasing after it. As long as you relax a little, you don't know who will pry you away.

"You two, please stop arguing. I didn't say which one of you I would publish!"

Lin Chaoyang watched Zhu Wei and Zheng Wanlong get into a fight over a disagreement, and helplessly came out to break up the fight.

"Chaoyang, this matter has nothing to do with you. I mentioned it to you first because he insisted on taking it."

"Why do you mean I have to grab it? I didn't give you the manuscript, so how can I make what you said become yours?"

The two of you said something to each other, and I didn't want to give in to each other.

"People's Literature" and "October" are both top literary journals in China, and both are located in Yanjing. They often have disputes over manuscript requests.

Mo Yan's "Red Sorghum" was originally a manuscript written by Zhu Weiyue. Zhang Shouren of "October" read the manuscript and thought it was well written, so he took it back to the editorial office.

Zhu Wei was furious when he heard the news. He called and took the manuscript back from "October" with a curse.

There is also Lin Chaoyang's "Garlands Under the Mountains", which Liu Xinwu originally agreed to publish in "October", but was forced to be published in "People's Literature" by the superior department.

Cases like this have happened more than once or twice in recent years. Today, old and new grudges are superimposed, and Zhu Wei and Zheng Wanlong are determined to show off.

Lin Chaoyang felt helpless, while the others watched the excitement and didn't mind the matter, and even gave the two of them advice on how to decide the outcome.

No one noticed at this time, Yu Hua sneaked out and found a phone booth on Chang'an Street.

"Hey, Sister Xiaolin, let me tell you-"

Zhu Wei and Zheng Wanlong's heads were not decided in the end. After all, it was impossible for the two to really fight, but the matter was not over yet.

The next day, Liu Xinwu and Xie Dajun met at the entrance of Xiaoliubukou Hutong. When they looked at each other, there was a strong smell of gunpowder.

Liu Xinwu was almost laid off due to the "tongue coating" incident the year before last. After some sincere self-examination and self-criticism, he was able to return to his job. He is still at the helm of "People's Literature" and Xie Dajun is the third editor-in-chief of "October".

The two men walked into Lin Chaoyang's house aggressively. Before they could say anything, they saw a plainly dressed middle-aged woman sitting on the sofa. They were stunned at first, and then they felt like they were facing a formidable enemy.

"You must all know each other, so I won't introduce you." Lin Chaoyang said from the side.

It really needs no introduction. Liu Xinwu of "People's Literature", Xie Dajun of "October", Li Xiaolin of "Harvest", the heads of the three top domestic literary magazines are gathered here.

Except for some heavyweight meetings, this is the first time for such a scene.

"When did Xiaolin come to Yanjing? Why didn't you say hello?"

Liu Xinwu had a smile on his face, but his tone sounded strange.

"I just arrived today. I wanted to finish my errands and go to your place to say hello."

Li Xiaolin responded with a normal expression, and nodded and exchanged greetings with Xie Dajun.

"Comrade Xiaolin is also interested in Comrade Chaoyang's new work?"

After saying hello, the atmosphere in the room fell into silence.

After a few seconds, Xie Dajun was the first to break the silence and took the initiative to ask Li Xiaolin.

"Yeah, I heard someone said that Chaoyang's new work is going to be published in a magazine——."

Lin Chaoyang quickly stopped her, "Sister Xiaolin, I never said this."

Li Xiaolin looked at him with a smile, "Maybe I heard wrong."

"Yes, that's right, that's what I heard too." Liu Xinwu said quickly. It seemed that he was planning to make the three of them into a tiger and speak loudly, creating an established fact and leaving Lin Chaoyang unable to argue.

"Old Liu, you have gone too far!"

Liu Xinwu quibbled: "I said what we heard, but I didn't say it was you who said it."

Lin Chaoyang:——·

The purpose of the three people's coming today is very clear, they are here to "Enter the Teacher".

In the past two years, domestic literary magazines have experienced varying degrees of decline. The reasons for this are complex.

But the biggest reasons boil down to three.

First, the literary craze that has lasted for more than ten years has fully digested the spiritual pursuits that people had suppressed in the previous years;

Secondly, the rise of various forms of entertainment has enriched people’s spare time life, and literature is no longer an important choice;

Third, the wave of commercialization is sweeping across the country. "One billion people, 900 million are down, and 100 million are still looking for it." is not an empty statement. People's focus is changing dramatically.

Magazine sales are declining, so naturally everyone has to find a solution.

In the early years, whenever Lin Chaoyang's works were published, the sales of the corresponding magazines would be huge, and the "Lin Baifang" phenomenon was once formed in the domestic literary journal industry.

Given the popularity of Lin Chaoyang's works, no matter which magazine gets the right to publish his new work, it is inevitable that the current issue of the magazine will sell well, and it will also increase the magazine sales for a period of time in the future. The benefits are huge.

Of course, everyone does not want to miss this opportunity, and everyone is determined to get this new work.

Even if they haven't even read the content of the novel now, it doesn't hinder their determination.

Several people looked at him with disdain. Originally, Lin Chaoyang had no intention of publishing it through the magazine, but they came to visit him in such a large-scale and mobilized crowd, which was tantamount to putting him on the fire, so Lin Chaoyang simply kept silent.

"Chaoyang, there is no need to mention our relationship. You are a member of our People's Literature. Not to mention the relationship with Yushu, you are still our editorial board member." Liu Xinwu said.

Seeing that he was playing the emotional card, Xie Dajun quickly said: "Comrade Yushu is no longer in your People's Literature, right? Besides, what's the benefit of being an editorial board member of your People's Literature? Just work, no money."

"

"He is still our comrade even though he is gone. Being an editorial board member of "People's Literature" is an honor. Do you think anyone can do this if they want to?"

Liu Xinwu said this and gave Xie Dajun a warning look, as if he was the one who "wanted to be but couldn't", showing his yin and yang aura.

"Alas!" Xie Dajun sighed, "Xinwu, if you didn't tell me, I would have forgotten that you were also our comrade in October."

Before going to "People's Literature", Liu Xinwu had been working at "October".

Listening to Xie Dajun's words, Liu Xinwu's face flashed with a hint of remorse. He had just fired with all his firepower and even rebounded himself.

Just as he was thinking about how to respond to Xie Dajun's words, Xie Dajun spoke.

"Chaoyang, "People's Literature" and "Harvest" are both top magazines in our literary field. In fact, it doesn't matter which one you choose.

However, I think that since your novel has appeared in a magazine for the first time in a few years, you should still give readers some freshness and find a magazine that you have never collaborated with before."

Good guy, what a real tea!

Lin Chaoyang, who was watching the excitement from the sidelines, couldn't help but post a barrage.

Of the three magazines I visited today, "People's Literature" and "Harvest" have both published his novels, but "October" has not. Xie Dajun found this angle really tricky.

Li Xiaolin, who had been silent for a while, couldn't sit still.

"Novelty is not important, what is important is that publication in magazines helps the work.

Chaoyang, you and our Harvest are also old friends.

We plan to send you this novel in one issue."

Liu Xinwu rushed to speak: "After the first issue is published, the headlines are the most basic sincerity."

Then he said to Lin Chaoyang: "Chaoyang, you originally promised to give me "Wreaths Under the Mountains" that year, but in the end, you were messed up by the army."

Xie Dajun responded: "Yes. It was originally going to give us "October", but it was censored by "People's Literature"."

Xie Dajun's pronunciation of the word "October" is particularly standard.

"Chaoyang, my dad heard that your theme this time was about death. He was very interested and wanted to take a look. Li Xiaolin carried her father out. Liu Xinwu and Xie Dajun cursed in their hearts:

You don't talk about martial arts. He is over eighty years old, so you can't let him live a good life?

Liu Xinwu and Xie Dajun were thinking about which respected old comrade they should invite to "Harvest"
To be continued...