Wang Zixu froze in place, but no one noticed him.

Shen Qingfeng smiled and said:

"Yesterday, Lin Feng went to a work unit for inspection. During dinner in the evening, for some reason, he got into a literary contest with a clerk."

Ning Chunyan said: "How can literature compete?"

Shen Qingfeng said: "Yes, how can we compete in literature? That clerk has never published any articles. He is a literature lover. Maybe he is not convinced by Lin Feng and insists on comparing his reading volume with him."

Ning Chunyan said: "Some literature lovers read a lot."

Shen Qingfeng said: "Well, many fans are like this. They always think that the masters are among the people. They think that if they read a lot, they are better than famous writers. They thought of a way to sign up for the name of a dish to 'compare literature'."

Ning Chunyan asked: "Can you tell me the name of the dish?"

Shen Qingfeng said: "Yes. Lin Feng said the author's name and asked the clerk to tell the work. If he said it right, Lin Feng would have a drink. If he said it wrong, the waiter would fine him a drink. Is it the name of the dish?"

Ning Chunyan said: "This is to test the reading capacity. Well, I understand why you said it was to report the name of the dish."

Shen Qingfeng continued: "Then guess what? The waiter really got all the answers right, one cup after another, and finally knocked Lin Feng down."

Ning Chunyan tilted his head and asked, "Then why was he kicked out of the house by his wife?"

Shen Qingfeng said: "Then who knows? What happened next is very funny. He was reciting Li Bai's "Traveling is Difficult" on the street. We will live next door to his house forever. When I asked him what was wrong, he said, there are so many people in the world.

It’s so sad that talent is not recognized. We, the president, are all confused.”

After saying that, Shen Qingfeng clapped his legs and laughed.

"I don't know how Writer Lin was touched by the sadness of Spring and Autumn, but he just resonated with a clerk. Anyway, this matter has spread all over Xihe. I told everyone today that I laughed to death..."

"Wang Zixu."

In the corner of the office, a humble but firm voice suddenly sounded.

Shen Qingfeng and Ning Chunyan turned their heads at the same time and looked towards Wang Zixu.

Wang Zixu said: "That clerk's name is Wang Zixu."

Wang Zixu was very emotional. Wang Zixu was very touched.

He didn't expect that in just one night, this story would spread throughout Xihe. He also didn't expect that behind the scenes, Lin Feng would feel so unfair to him.

But he also felt very sad - even in his own story, he was not the protagonist, and did not even have a name. He even appeared as a buffoon, just like Sancho next to Don Quixote.

Fortunately, he is used to it. Sancho is also doing well.

"Whatever," Shen Qingfeng said, "I don't know what his name is, so I'll just call him Brother Cai Ming. And Lin Feng even posted a message on WeChat Moments this morning. Look."

He handed the phone to Ning Chunyan, who leaned over and looked at it carefully.

Shen Qingfeng said: "Then I commented on him. I had never heard of Zheng Yuanjie and wrote about Pipilu Luxixi. I felt that I was not appreciating his talent. But he didn't reply to me, haha."

Wang Zixu interrupted and said: ""Wisdom Teeth" and "Baike" were also written by Zheng Yuanjie. They are adult fairy tales. They are quite interesting."

Shen Qingfeng glanced at him and said, "You don't have to put in the name of the dish."

Wang Zixu shut his mouth and continued to read the speech.

Ning Chunyan asked: "Then, how many works did Wang Zixu specifically mention?"

Shen Qingfeng said: "It's not important. What's the use of reading too many books? Talented people don't need to read books, they just write by themselves. If they were really talented, they would have been successful in writing a long time ago. How can they still stay here as a child at the age of 30?

Clerk?"

He went on to say: "What's the use of reading so many classics? When I wrote "Girls, Pull Little Hands," I had never read a single classic. A truly awesome life can explain itself without reading a book."

After he said this, it was like a starting gun sounded, and the office door was violently pushed open again. At the same time, the landline phone on the table also rang.

Wang Zixu quickly picked up the phone, and Xiaofang's voice sounded on the other end:

"Hello? Brother Wang, are you still here? Sorry, the leader has made new requirements, which is very troublesome. I will send the document to you first, and you have to make changes. By the way, has anyone from the Secretariat come to see you?"

Wang Zixu looked back at the man who had just come in. He was wearing a pair of glasses and had slightly dark skin, and was staring at him seriously.

He pressed the speakerphone button on the phone and asked the man, "Are you from the Secretariat?"

The man nodded silently: "I'm Chen Bin. Are you new here?"

Wang Zixu said: "My other units came to help."

Xiaofang said on the phone: "Hurry up, type it out to him after making the changes, and he will send it directly to the site. You open the document first."

Wang Zixu was busy operating the computer. Next to him, Chen Bin said, "I fainted. You haven't finished it yet?"

Wang Zixu said while operating: "I still need to make some changes."

The person from the secretariat asked: "How long will it take?"

"have no idea."

"Brother Hita," said Yang Tian from the secretariat, "there will be a meeting in half an hour! What did you do? You are really drunk."

On the other side of the office, Shen Qingfeng and Ning Chunyan both looked at this side curiously.

Xiaofang said: "Brother Wang, I sent you a modified version. You open it first."

Wang Zixu opened the document, his palms were sweating, and when he opened the revised manuscript and took a look, he was stunned.

Compared with the original manuscript, the revised manuscript is largely segmented, serialized, and punctuated. Some sentences only have one or two keywords. I don’t know what I want to express, and I don’t know how to start correcting them.

Wang Zixu said into the phone: "What does this mean?"

Xiaofang’s nervous voice came from the phone:

"It's like this. Director Mei and Section Chief Liu found that the lines are too scattered, and the framework of the manuscript needs to be overturned and rewritten. The sentences above are still the original sentences, but the order has been changed. You need to change the order of the sentences in the original manuscript.

Then copy it into the revised draft."

Wang Zixu compared it for a while, and finally understood what he meant, and then asked: "Then what does this sentence with only one or two key words mean?"

Xiaofang said: "Those are the original texts in the original manuscript. They did not have the conditions to work on site and did not have time to copy and paste, so they only wrote a few keywords and let us find them in the original text."

Behind Wang Zixu, Chen Bin covered his face and said, "Oh my god, they don't have time to check, so we have time to check? It's about to start in half an hour! I have to drive there!"

Wang Zixu thought for a while, then turned around and said, "How long will it take you to drive there?"

Chen Bin said: "At least twenty minutes."

Wang Zixu said: "There's enough time."

He skillfully adjusted the text size to size 3, the font size to imitate Song Dynasty GB2314, the line spacing to 28 points, the first line to be indented, the space after paragraphs to be 1.5 lines, the title font size to be 22, and the font to be Song Simplified with a square small mark.

Then, he pinched his fingers and began to expand on the remaining sentences of the revised manuscript on the spot.

Behind him, Chen Bin asked: "Write it yourself?"

"No. These are all sentences from the original manuscript." Wang Zixu spoke without stopping.

Chen Bin stared: "You didn't read the original manuscript?"

Wang Zixu said: "I just watched it."

He typed for a while, pressed Enter coolly, and then said: "I just read the manuscript three times."

"Can you memorize it?"

"Memorize it."

Chen Bin crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows.

Behind him, Shen Qingfeng and Ning Chunyan came up curiously. Shen Qingfeng stretched out his hand and said, "Oh, this guy is typing pretty fast."

Wang Zixu said nothing.

He never thought about typing speed.
Chapter completed!