"What did he tell you?"

"I didn't say anything." Han Fei opened her watery eyes and helped Shi Shuqiu hide it professionally.

"Why is it so mysterious if you don't say anything?" Xu Rongrong looked suspicious.

"There has to be a little secret, right?"

"Shi Shuqiu and your little secret?"

"That sounds so weird!"

The three of them walked out of the coffee shop. When Xu Rongrong was in front and was not paying attention, Zhao Peilin pulled Han Fei aside and asked in a low voice:

"Why on earth is Shi Shuqiu looking for you?"

Han Fei opened her eyes wide and sipped her coffee: "What are you doing? Didn't you just say that?"

"A cup of milk tea."

"Two glasses."

"Okay." Zhao Peilin agreed readily.

"He asked me to withdraw a manuscript."

After Han Fei finished explaining Shi Shuqiu's purpose of coming, Zhao Peilin sneered so fiercely that Han Fei couldn't help but shudder.

"This boy, knowing that he is afraid, doesn't dare to touch Wang Zixu anymore."

Han Fei blinked: "Why should he be afraid of Wang Zixu?"

Zhao Peilin did not answer her, only said: "Send me a copy of his manuscript."

Han Fei said: "How can this be done?"

"10 cups of milk tea."

"One month of milk tea."

"Okay, let's put it on the prince's account." Zhao Peilin gritted his teeth, "You should be very diligent in learning journalism!"

Han Fei was disdainful: "The one you studied literature is the White Lotus? Don't laugh at the bald man who has dysentery."

While the two were chatting, a man came up from behind and said, "Classmate, classmate, could you please tell me how to get to the Cultural Research Center?"

Han Fei and Zhao Peilin looked at each other. The man in front of them was wearing a gray corduroy suit, with his hair combed up. He looked old-fashioned and cynical, a bit like a secret service agent at an underground transportation station.

"Oh, it's right next to the big work. Go out from the side door of the library and walk along the mountain path for 800 meters. We will go there later. What are you going to do?"

The man said: "I'm going to attend a seminar. Are you going to attend the seminar too?"

Zhao Peilin said: "We are students, we just go to join in the fun and are not qualified to enter."

When Xu Rongrong heard the commotion behind her, she turned around and said enthusiastically: "The people you are discussing in the seminar are still our classmates!"

"Yes, I heard that he is a student at school. He is young and promising."

Zhao Peilin took the initiative to reach out and said: "You must be a well-known writer. As a student of the literature department, I admire your world very much. What is your surname?"

The man quickly shook hands with him: "Wherever I am, I am the editor of "Flower Room" magazine, Ji Shaofei."

Zhao Peilin was about to ask for his contact information when Ji Shaofei suddenly turned his head, said sorry, and ran away.

"Old Hao! Wait for me! Hao Chengliang!"

A man with oily hair and a powdery face in front of him turned around suddenly, saw it was him, turned around and walked away quickly.

Ji Shaofei chased after him, shouting loudly: "Old Hao, don't leave! Did you quit "Fire in the Stone"?"

As the sound faded away, the people disappeared.

Xu Rongrong looked confused: "What's going on?"

Zhao Peilin's face was like a grin, every inch of the muscles on his face was exerting force, and he said in a sultry tone: "Does the whole world know about it?~"

"What do you know? Your tone is so weird."

"Nothing.~~"

Ji Shaofei lost track of it, but saw the "Big Life" that the students just called. The full name of "Big Life" is "College Student Activity Center", and ordinary college students may not come here once or twice in their lives.

Ji Shaofei was looking for the side door and walked along the mountain road. It was very difficult all the way. When he arrived at a parking lot, a black car came out from behind and parked next to it. A familiar face got out of the car.

"Teacher Fang, are you here too?...Hey, Mr. Shi, are you here too?"

Shi Tonghe and Fang Hanlin both got out of the car. Facing Shi Tonghe's questioning gaze, Fang Hanlin introduced him: "This is the editor of "Flower Room", Ji Shaofei. I have taken him with me before."

Ji Shaofei nodded: "Teacher Fang is the mentor who led me into the industry."

"It's passed." Fang Hanlin smiled and waved his hand, "Are you here to participate in the seminar too?"

"Yes."

Seeing that he was young, Shi Tonghe nodded to him as a greeting, straightened his suit, and walked in with ease and ease.

Fang Hanlin asked: "Tonghe, will you go in with us?"

"I won't go in. I'm a bit sensitive going in with my identity, and it seems like I'm here to suppress you, and it's hard to even make normal criticisms." Shi Tonghe said with a smile.

Although he said that, the purpose of his coming here was to get more compliments at the seminar, but everyone else was already here, so going in would be a bit too explicit.

Fang Hanlin advised: "You're all here, just go in and take a look and say hello to your old friends. If you don't say so yourself, no one will think so. You have to be really worried about the impact. At worst, the seminar will officially begin.

Before you leave, please leave."

Shi Tonghe thought for a while and felt that what he said was reasonable. He nodded, and the three of them walked into the venue together.

As soon as he entered the venue, a man came up to him and greeted him enthusiastically: "Teacher Shi!..."

His voice stopped suddenly because he saw Ji Shaofei beside him.

This person was Hao Chengliang. When Ji Shaofei saw it was him, his mouth quickly opened to his cheeks, and a warm joy burst out from the bottom of his heart.

Shi Tonghe also smiled gently, took the initiative to grab Hao Chengliang's hand, and shook it again and again: "Editor Hao, long time no see, I miss you so much!"

Fang Hanlin said: "This is Editor Hao from "The Ancient City"? So Brother Tonghe is so familiar with him?"

"Yes, Editor Hao has a good relationship with me and has helped me a lot."

Hao Chengliang whispered: "Just call me Xiao Hao."

Several people walked in while talking. Hao Chengliang felt a chill on his neck all the time. When he looked back, he found Ji Shaofei grinning like a clown, staring at him, which made his back numb.

Seeing Hao Chengliang finally looking at him, Ji Shaofei said: ""Fire in the Stone"..."

"Shut up!"

Fang Hanlin and Shi Tonghe had just found their seats and sat down. When they heard their voices, they raised their brows, pointed at Ji Shaofei and asked: "Xiao Ji, what did you just say? "Fire in the Stone"? Are you paying attention to this work too?"

"

Ji Shaofei quickly sat down next to him: "Yes, the headline novel in this issue of "Get" stole Gu Zao's limelight. It published 200,000 words in one go. Everyone is discussing who the author is."

Fang Hanlin was about to speak when a student-looking girl next to him came over and said, "I'm sorry, this is the venue and it's still being set up. Please..."

Before the girl could finish her words, she was pulled away by a woman: "Oh, what did you say? This is Teacher Shi Tonghe!"

Shi Tonghe raised his hand and said, "You want to arrange the venue, right? How about we stay away for a while?"

The woman said: "No, no, teachers, just sit here and rest. Our arrangement of the venue will not affect this place."

"oh."

Shi Tonghe didn't even move his buttocks. He didn't want to leave at all.

After the student left, he said: "Brother Hanlin and I just discussed this work in the car. What is it called?..."Fire in the Stone", is it well written? What is it about?"

"It has a particularly amazing beginning. It starts from 1900. I thought it was a historical novel, like the ones on February River, but he pulled out two families at once. Just when I thought it was "White Deer Plain"

, there was another turning point behind him. I turned to the end and took a look, and found that he actually wrote all the way to the founding of New China, and he hasn’t stopped writing yet, to be continued!”

Fang Hanlin said: "From what you said, it's a huge work?"

"It is undoubtedly a huge work." Ji Shaofei said decisively, "I just don't know how big it is, and I don't know how much more will follow."

"Have you finished reading?"

"I haven't finished reading it yet. I started reading it as soon as I got it. Other editors in our editorial department are reading it. When I go back after the meeting, they should be able to read a third of it."

Shi Tonghe asked: "Who is the author? How old is he?"

"The author is relatively young. I heard he is the vice-president of the Xihe Literary Association. However, he has published too few works so far and cannot find out anything about it. It means that there is no such person in the literary world." After speaking, Ji Shaofei winked at Hao Chengliang and said,

"Editor Hao must know something. Why don't I come to him in a hurry to ask for information?"

Fang Hanlin raised his eyebrows: "Does Editor Hao know him? You have to introduce him to me. Our editorial department is trying to find out more about him."

Ji Shaofei was surprised: "The teacher also wants to rob people?"

"This kid, how can this be robbing someone? We know more of the author, and the author knows more of the editor, so how can this be robbing someone?"

Ji Shaofei begged: "Teacher, our magazine is currently short of writers who can handle long-form stories. Our editor-in-chief is just short of offering a high-priced reward for a long-form story. Can you be so noble as to give us this author?"

Fang Hanlin sneered and thought to himself, it is definitely impossible to give in. Their editorial department has sent people to contact the author. Maybe the manuscripts have been booked by now, otherwise I can still sit here and chat with you leisurely.
To be continued...