Several employees of the Yellow River Literary and Art Publishing House found a strange thing today, which is nearly twelve o'clock, if according to the usual, the editor-in-chief Jiang Dongliu has long since come out of the office to the cafeteria, today but do not know what happened, since entering the office, has not come out.

Several small series are a little worried, a freckled young female editor Shao Yanqiu worried: "Mr. Jiang today something is wrong ah!"Nothing happens, right?”

Slim tall, with long hair and gold glasses, Gao Zhaigu smiled: "Don't be suspicious, Teacher Jiang is still good when he meets today, where is what?"I guess I should be too tired to review, asleep!”

Next to the short and fat He Chuanheng tempered, "Want to do so?"It’s time for lunch to eat!”

He Chunsheng is old, old, and Jiang Dongliu is a colleague relationship for many years, he does not need to speculate like the young editors, directly to Jiang Dongliu's office door, reached out to knock on the door, "Old river, come out to eat!"

He knocked twice, pushed the door straight away and went in.

“Old man, here you come!”

Jiang Dongliu, sitting in front of his desk, took his eyes off the computer and looked up at He Chunsheng, “Come, come and see this manuscript!”

His face was slightly red, his voice excited, and he couldn't help but rub his hands, "I want to discuss with the president, this book must be vigorously publicized, the main push this quarter is it!" 」

He Chunsheng saw that he was excited, not satisfied, and couldn't help but be a little confused, "Old Jiang, what happened to you?"

Jiang Dongli waved: “I’m okay!I'm fine!"

He said to He Chunsheng, “Look at this manuscript on my computer!”Can you see if this book can be the main book of the season?”

He Chunsheng laughed, “Old Jiang, what joke do you make?”Aren’t all the books published by our publisher already settled?Mr. Bai Qingyan has already made up his mind with our president.”

However, he saw that Jiang Dongliu said that there was a reason for it, and he sat in front of the computer and looked at it carefully.

At this time, the computer file has been dragged part of Jiangdong, He Chunsheng from the new document to the beginning, the name appears in front of his eyes.

“The shooting hero?”

He Chunsheng read these names out of help, “What story is this written?”Myths and legends?A historical story?”

Jiang Dongliu said, “I will not tell you first, you see for yourself!”

He Chunsheng laughed and scolded, “Fucking a god!”

But despite that, he continued to watch.

This first chapter, the wind and snow, so that a sentence appeared in front of his eyes: "Qiantang River Hao River water, day and night endlessly from the Lin'an Niu village around, east into the sea."There are dozens of cypress trees on the river, and the leaves are as red as fire, which is the day of August.

The weeds in the front of the village just began to turn yellow, and under a slanted sunlight, they added a few points.Under two large pine trees were surrounded by a pile of villagers, men and women and a dozen children, who were listening to a thin old man.The speaker was in his fifties, and a green cloth robe was washed early and turned blue-gray.Just listen to his two pear planks touch a few times, the bamboo stick in the left hand on a small bulge.Singing: "The peaches bloom without their own, and the tobacco is empty with the late ravens."A few fading wells, one of them has always been a family...

“What?This man’s words are very strong!”

When I saw the poem "Little Peach Without God's Flower", He Chunsheng's eyes lit up, "How can I see this poem, how can I not see it, was this author himself?" 」

He muttered, "This poem is good, I don't know how the story is written."

He said in his mouth, but his eyes did not leave the computer screen for a moment, after a long half of the day, He Chun business still raised his head, a look excitedly to the river, "Old river, martial arts can still write like this?" 」

He stood up and praised, "I have also seen a lot of martial arts works, but they have written all the same sleep, a man and a woman, plus what martial arts cheats, are a routine, see more is tired, this is also the martial arts is criticized."

He said with a sigh, “This book is different!Although I have only read three chapters, the pattern is large and vigorous, and it is not the same as the martial arts warriors today."

Jiang Dong saw him say so, laughing: "The plot is on the one hand, the key writing is good, although it is only treachery, are white-painted methods, feasible text, smooth, is the most inflatable thing written by him, but also let people see with interest, can not stop."

He said to He Chunsheng: “This writing power is indispensable!”

After both of them said a few words, looked at each other, He Chunsheng said: "You just made the proposal I think is feasible, this book will certainly have a future!"

Jiang Dongliu said, “Well, let’s go to the president together and try to make him promote this book!”

He Chunsheng said, “What about Mr. Bai Qingyan’s book?”

Jiang Dong Liu said, “It’s not a big deal to advertise at the same time!”

He Chunsheng said, "The resources are divided equally, and I am afraid that Mr. Bai will be unhappy."

Jiang Dong Liu said, “Then let him read this book and talk again!”

The two talked for a while and walked out of the office.

A few employees outside the door saw that the two of them came out excitedly, and they all secretly wondered, "Mr. Jiang and Mr. He are usually more stable, what is the matter today?"It's like winning millions of big prizes."

“Oh, old Jiang, what well-known author is this Guo Da Road?”Why have I never heard of it!”

He Chunsheng has been thinking about the name "Kwok Road" in his mind since leaving the computer, but after thinking for half a day, he did not think of any useful information, "According to the author of this kind of writing, it is rare in the circle!"

Jiang Dongliu heard He Chunsheng's inquiry, and his face showed a very strange expression, "That, hey, this author is a newcomer!"

“The new guy?Is it the first time you write a book?Are you familiar with him?”

Jiang Dongliu's strange face became more and more obvious, "How familiar, almost every day!"

He Chunsheng said, "Then you should recommend me, which high school this gentleman graduated from?"Is it a university or a foreign school?Do you study history?Where does he work now?“Public servant or professor?”

In the heart of He Chunsheng, people who can have such a written book must be a full learner, and if they have no literary background, there can be no such thick and concise writing.

This is something that can be written by people with embroidery in their hearts.

So he guessed that this "Guo Da Road" must have graduated from a certain university, and there must be a stable job.

In other words, can there be such a written, so talented person, can not find a decent job?

Jiang Dongli looked at the eager expression, for a time did not know how to say the identity of Guo Da Road.

After a moment's deliberation, he said to He Chunsheng, "This Guo Da Road is neither a civil servant nor an expert professor."

He Chunsheng asked, “What does that mean?”

He opened his mouth a few times and squeezed out a few words.

“He’s just a pork vendor!”

“What?”

His eyes bulged, “What a joke!”