Educated people tend to be reserved in their speech. Being reserved is not only for the sake of style and face, but also to protect oneself.

After Wang Zixu's manuscript was rejected, during the period when he was revising it, he read the memoirs of a well-known editor. The editor wrote in the article:

Whenever a well-known writer submits a manuscript, he will not send it directly to the editorial department. Instead, he will call the editor and say on the phone, I have a manuscript, would your company be interested?

Sending a manuscript directly is a submission, even if it has been agreed in advance, it is still a submission. Submitting a manuscript is different from an editor taking the initiative to do so. People in the world don't value things that come to their lips unsolicited, and the same goes for manuscripts.

It’s not that writers are arrogant. There are too many new writers submitting articles to Kuhaha. If you mix with them and submit, others will not take you seriously. More powerful authors always know a few editors and contact them directly. They belong to them.

Privileges, if you don’t use them if you have them, it means you are not confident in yourself and don’t respect the fruits of your own labor. The editor will also feel that it is unfair.

So writers will say, I have a manuscript, are you interested? If you are interested, then you have to come and ask for it, that is, take the initiative to ask for the manuscript; if you are not interested, it means you don’t value me. Since you don’t value me, then I

There is no need to ask for trouble.

In the glorious era of publishing literature, various magazines relied on robbing manuscripts, substituting others and using all possible means to covertly manipulate others.

For example, a beautiful editor took a train and traveled thousands of miles to lobby the author, but in the end she was not able to compete with other editors because the other female editor was more beautiful. Legend has it that an editor went to a meeting alone with a briefcase, and when he saw the author, he opened the case and said it was full of banknotes.

Teacher, leave your manuscript to us.

They also ask writers to revise their manuscripts, and open a hotel to provide them with good food and drinks every day, so that the writers can concentrate on revising until the final draft. All expenses during the period are borne by the magazine. This is also a basic operation.

This is called attention.

This kind of thing was like a fantasy to Wang Zixu. After reading it, he was shocked and suddenly realized that what was right now was not what it was yesterday.

He used to be a pure grassroots man. He didn't feel that he had lost his standing if his manuscript was rejected, and he didn't have to feel any psychological burden if his manuscript was rejected. He had never considered that a scholar needed to be reserved, and he had never thought that a scholar's reserve was for his own protection.

I don’t think I am qualified to be reserved.

All in all, the editor of "Get" asked him if he was interested in meeting. When he asked if he was interested, he meant that he wanted to meet with him. The other person also gave him some advice, saying that he was too busy and that he could just chat online. In this way, he just wanted to meet.

Submission has become an active invitation to submit papers.

How could he remain so reserved?

"Absolutely interested. Where can I meet you?"

The editor on the other side replied: "We are here to see you."

Wang Zixu said: "Aren't you in Tianjing?"

The editor said: "We'll come by train."

Wang Zixu carefully picked out the words: "Can my manuscript be published?"

The screen displays "The other party is typing" intermittently. In this case, the other party usually deletes and re-enters the input. After a while, the other party replies:

"You don't have any additional requirements for publication, do you?"

"What request?"

Wang Zixu was confused and typed: "No request."

After saying this, he regretted it.

According to the reserve of a literary man, he should make a few elegant requests, so as to raise his own self-esteem, and on the other hand, it also gives the other party an opportunity to refuse, so that even if the manuscript is rejected, he will look better.

The other party said: "There are a few things I want to discuss with you. It's not because I have any objections. It's because our editorial department wants to understand your thinking more clearly."

Wang Zixu asked: "As long as it can be published, I can change it in any way. I have no objection."

The editor on the opposite side stayed for a moment before replying: "No, no, no, it's not that I want to change it. I want to change it based on your ideas. We still attach great importance to the author's personal expression. And regardless of whether it is changed or not, we have decided to publish this work.

Yes, but there are still some issues to be discussed.”

Wang Zixu felt that both sides were very anxious, mainly because he had never received such a warm reception, and they did not expect that he had such a good temper. Both sides were a little flattered and did not get on the right channel.

Just when Wang Zixu wondered whether he had not exercised the reserve of a scholar well, what he didn't know was that the other editor was actually surprised by his good temper and left a good impression on him.

After reading his manuscript, the editor was astonished. He took out 600,000 yuan for a manuscript of this quality in one go. He was either shockingly sensitive or terribly arrogant. Wang Zixu was so easy to talk to, which exceeded his expectations.

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"cheers!"

After everyone finished drinking, they sat down in a hurry. Ning Chun finished the beer and wiped his lips and asked Lu Qingxuan next to him: "Did he really say that he hopes to appear in "Get"?"

Lu Qingxuan nodded: "I think he looks very promising."

"You can't be happy too early. You can't be happy too early. "Get" is among the top magazines in China. Please wait and see carefully and look forward to it with caution."

Having said that, the corners of Ning Chunyan's mouth could no longer be suppressed, just like the corners of a dancing girl's skirt that couldn't be suppressed in the wind.

Diao Yiwen's tone was a little sour: "I didn't expect him to be on "Get" so early, and it's such a long novel. It's really... surprising."

Chen Qingluo gave her a cold look: "He worked so hard, doesn't he deserve this?"

Diao Yiwen waved her hand and said: "No, no, I mean, his first manuscript was published on the front page of "Yangtze River", his second manuscript won the first prize of the Xihe Literary Society, and his third manuscript was published in "Get", which was a bit of a blockbuster.

Who would have thought that he was just an unknown middle-aged man before?"

Chen Qingluo said: "This is just a false name. Whether it is a 30-year-old middle-aged man who is not famous, or a great writer who has become famous in one fell swoop, to me, Wang Zixu is just Wang Zixu, there is no difference."

"Right and wrong, honor and disgrace always accompany a person's life. Sometimes he is famous all over the world one second, and everyone is shouting for him the next second. Remember who you are, remember what you want in the first place, and always look back on where you came from.

The key to self-salvation is to be like a stone, to be praised by the whole world without admonition, and to be criticized by the whole world without being discouraged.”

After saying that, she raised her wine glass dully: "I talk too much, I drink."

Diao Yiwen smiled awkwardly, not knowing what to say. Ning Chunyan turned her head and looked at the green-haired girl looking aside: "Classmate, are you Lu Qingxuan's friend? What's your name?"

"My name is Du Kezhu. I am not Lu Qingxuan's friend."

"Ah?" Ning Chunyan was a little embarrassed.

"It's a friend, it's a friend. She's tough-talking." Lu Qingxuan said, "She has to say that we can't be friends if we eat together."

Du Kezhu rolled his eyes: "Does it count as friends if we just have a meal together? Then after you graduate and work, you will go out to socialize and have a meal with a table full of people, project boss Zhang, driver Lao Li, programmer Xiao Wang, receptionist

Xiao Liu, are they all your friends?"

"You are just a college student, why are the examples you gave so social?"

Ning Chunyan took the opportunity to ask: "Du Kezhu, are you interested in becoming our editor? The salary is very generous!"

"No." Du Kezhu ate skewers, "I have a side job, I'm too busy, I'm sorry."

Ning Chunyan was a little disappointed: "We are seriously short of people now. If you have friends who are interested in literature and preferably have certain aesthetic abilities, please be sure to introduce them to us."

Diao Yiwen said: "Boss, why don't we recruit a few men? Just one man, Wang Zixu, and he hasn't come to work. We have to struggle to change the water."

Ning Chunyan pondered: "You are right, indeed, we should recruit a few men."

Lu Qingxuan said: "Well... forget it."

"What's wrong?"

"nothing."

"Say it! I'm so anxious!"

Lu Qingxuan said: "Shi Shuqiu came to me the day before yesterday and said that he wanted to apply for an editor position and asked me."

Ning Chunyan had a look of disgust on her face: "Come on, it's almost become a joke in the hospital to ridicule Wang Zixu and have his manuscripts rejected. The source is him, right? I feel like he's a bit fake."

Lu Qingxuan said: "That's why I didn't want to say it just now because I thought of this."

Chen Qingluo was stunned: "What's the plot?"

Everyone looked at each other.

Based on their understanding of Chen Qingluo's temper, if she knew how Shi Shuqiu created jokes, she would definitely be furious.

Chen Qingluo's eyes flashed, and she said in the tone of the Last Supper: "You are hiding something from me."

Ning Chunyan said: "Qingluo, it's not that we won't tell you, you have to promise not to lose your temper and curse others after you find out."

Chen Qingluo said: "You have known me for so many years, when have you ever seen me lose my temper and curse others?"

"That's quite a lot."

"I'm so disappointed. You've known me for so many years, but you don't know me at all."

Ning Chunyan grabbed her hand: "Qingluo, listen to me, although you are a very good writer, your understanding of yourself is very imbalanced. I don't dislike you, but if I show you those

You will definitely curse the things on the forum as 'shit' on the spot, and the sound will be so loud that people on the street will look at us."

Chen Qingluo said: "I promise not to do this, just show me."

Ning Chunyan decided to believe her, solemnly handed over her phone and opened the NTU forum.

Du Kezhu also came up curiously.

On the forum page, the highlights of the thread clearly read:

"Calm down and watch Brother Chang's works. Does his strength match his temper?"

Chen Qingluo raised her head: "Who is Brother Chang?"

"Wang Zixu."

"Why do you call him Brother Chang?"
To be continued...