Lin Chaoyang immediately understood that the army's request, which was not considered a request, should be because he wanted his novel to have a wide impact. After all, the content of the novel was a good positive publicity for the war in the south and promoted his own side.

morale.

"Is "October" okay?"

Du Ruolin frowned and asked: "What level does "October" rank among domestic literary magazines?"

Lin Chaoyang said: "Although "October" is a newly established magazine last year, it was later supported by Yanjing Publishing House and Yanjing Federation of Literary and Art Circles."

Hearing this, Du Ruolin said thoughtfully, "A provincial publication..."

Lin Chaoyang suddenly didn't know what to say. It seemed right, but something felt wrong.

After pondering for a moment, Du Ruolin said: "This "October" is almost meaningless. Can it be published in "People's Literature"?"

Lin Chaoyang looked at him speechlessly, "People's Literature" is something I can get into if I can?

"Uncle, this... it doesn't matter what I say!"

Du Ruolin nodded, "I understand that this kind of national number one publication is not accessible to ordinary people and works."

Lin Chaoyang complained in his heart: Uncle, don't you think about how you feel about "Harvest"?

Du Ruolin thought for a while and said to Lin Chaoyang: "You don't have to worry about this matter. Let's contact our army."

ah?

"Uncle, I have promised this novel to a good family." Lin Chaoyang said with a troubled face.

"Did you agree to "October"?" Du Ruolin asked.

Lin Chaoyang nodded.

"It doesn't matter. If you have any objections, let them come to me. If you don't have enough influence, why should you blame others?"

Hearing this, Lin Chaoyang couldn't laugh or cry.

After being in contact for such a long time, he finally saw the powerful side of Du Ruolin.

"This novel should not only be seen by our soldiers, but also by people all over the country!" Du Ruolin said categorically.

Listening to his impassioned voice, the opinions in Lin Chaoyang's heart disappeared for some reason.

But when Du Feng went downstairs to see him off, Lin Chaoyang couldn't help but ask: "Doesn't your dad usually read literary magazines?"

"He? He's a rough guy. He doesn't read any literary magazines. Except for documents, maps, and People's Daily and People's Liberation Army Daily, he won't touch anything else with words on it."

"Then how does he know about "People's Literature"?"

"Who doesn't know "People's Literature"?"

Lin Chaoyang suddenly realized that he had asked a stupid question. It was precisely because his uncle Du Ruolin didn't read magazines that he only knew "People's Literature".

After all, the word "people" is hanging on it, and its meaning is self-evident.

Coming out of the military compound, Lin Chaoyang felt a little embarrassed.

Lao Liu is a good person, and he promised the novel to others early on, but now it has turned out like this.

well!

Comrade Lao Du is not particular about it. If people come to him if they have any objections, can they find him?

Don't you have to clean up the mess?

The next day, Lin Chaoyang specifically asked for leave from his work unit and came to No. 51 East Xinglong Street.

"Chaoyang? Why are you here? Are you here to deliver a manuscript?"

Liu Xinwu was surprised and happy when he saw him, and asked expectantly.

"Um..." Looking at Liu Xinwu's expression, Lin Chaoyang was really embarrassed to speak, "Well... the review by the army passed, but..."

"But what?" Liu Xinwu's face was full of joy, not realizing the seriousness of the matter at all.

"But what I mean above is that I want to find a more influential magazine to publish my novel."

"What do you mean?" Liu Xinwu was a little confused by the sudden bad news.

Zhang Zhong'e on the side reminded: "I just dislike our "October" being too famous!"

Liu Xinwu's face was full of sorrow and anger, "Our "October" is not famous? Our "October" is not famous?"

Zhang Zhong'e wiped the saliva from his face and said, "Don't shout at me!"

Liu Xinwu turned to Lin Chaoyang, "Why is our "October" less famous?"

Several editors on the side also shared the same hatred, "That's right, why has the reputation of "October" become less famous?"

Lin Chaoyang showed a wry smile, "Of course the reputation of "October" is not small, mainly because the army is looking for someone with national influence..."

At this point, he realized that his explanation was wrong, and it was suspected that the more he smeared it, the more he would be discredited.

Does “October” no longer have national influence?

"Who are they looking for?"

Liu Xinwu had an expression on his face that said, "I want to see which little goblin it is." He was very domineering.

Lin Chaoyang lowered his voice and spat out a few words with frowning eyes: "People's Literature!"

""People's Literature"? How about "People's Literature"..."

Liu Xinwu was not afraid at all when he heard the name. He was about to speak out loud when he was stopped by several colleagues on the side.

"Xinwu, Xinwu, calm down!"

Although everyone doesn't want to admit it, there is still a slight gap between "October" and "People's Literature".

Several colleagues persuaded Liu Xinwu to stop, and Zhang Zhonge asked Lin Chaoyang: "So the army has already decided?"

"Um."

Lin Chaoyang responded with a guilty conscience. He was really afraid that if he said a few more words, he would provoke conflict between the army and the people.

"well!"

Several editors sighed. Lin Chaoyang's novel is indeed a bit sensitive. Since the army said so, it seems that this novel has no connection with "October".

But Liu Xinwu was so angry that he couldn't calm down. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became and slapped his hand on the table.

""People's Literature" is too deceptive!"

"People's Literature":???
Chapter completed!