1980 My Literary Era.

Chapter 290 We Are Difficult
"You have to send!"

"Can't post!"

"You have to send!"

"Can't post!"

Lin Weimin and Xie Mingqing were like a bullfight, and the atmosphere was tit-for-tat for a moment, making the editorial staff sweat for the two.

"Old Xie, you don't pay attention!"

"Why don't I pay attention to it?" Xie Mingqing said with a guilty conscience.

Lin Weimin looked at his expression of knowing and pretending to be confused, and felt disgusted in his heart.

"Think about it, if you don't publish this novel, my novels will not be published on "People's Literature" in the future!"

Lin Weimin threatened like a bully bullying men and women.

Xie Mingqing's aura suddenly weakened. This kid can be regarded as holding his seven inches.

"It's useless for you to threaten me. This matter is not conducive to unity, so I really can't do it!"

Xie Mingqing gritted his teeth and said.

"it is good!"

I didn't see it, thank you, you're usually listless, but you're quite upright at critical moments.

Lin Weimin said no more, turned his head and left.

Xie Mingqing breathed a sigh of relief.

Colleagues gathered around after Lin Weimin left, "Old Xie, you really won't post it? What if that kid really doesn't give out manuscripts in the future?"

Xie Mingqing smiled slightly, confident, "It's okay, I'll let the editor-in-chief deal with him!"

Colleagues laughed, evil people have their own troubles.

While everyone was talking, they didn't expect Lin Weimin to go and come back, followed by a little old man.

"Mr. Wang! Please comment. In the past, none of my works were left to our "People's Literature". My contribution to the sales of our "People's Literature" can be said to be without credit or hard work. Toil and fatigue!

Old Xie, just this old Xie, so heartless!
Last time I posted "Lover", he refused to let me post it.This time I want to distribute this "The Story of the Pirate Official", but he still won't let me distribute it.It's simply ungrateful and deceiving! "

Lin Weimin stood next to Wang Meng like a primary school student who complained to his teacher, accusing Xie Mingqing of what he had done with blood and tears.

It can be seen that in the eyes of many comrades in the editorial department, this guy is more like pretending to be a tiger.

Wang Meng just took up the post of editor-in-chief of "People's Literature" at the end of last year. He ran into Lin Weimin head-on when he was walking in the corridor.

"Comrade Ming and Qing, what's going on?"

Xie Mingqing said helplessly: "Editor-in-chief, don't listen to his nonsense, it's not like that at all."

Xie Mingqing leaned into Wang Meng's ear and told the ins and outs of the matter.

Wang Meng suddenly felt a lot of pressure. Not long after he took office, a tricky job came to him.

"I'll take a look at the manuscript!"

Xie Mingqing asked for the manuscript from Lin Weimin, but he didn't give it to him. His fingers were all white, so he let go.

Xie Mingqing scoffed, guilty of being a thief!

"Look at it!"

Wang Meng took the manuscript, flipped through a few pages, and saw a familiar name, flipped through a few more pages, and another one, and then turned it over again, and couldn't turn it over again.

"Comrade Weimin!" Wang Meng sighed and called out to Lin Weimin, "You... make us very difficult!"

Lin Weimin insisted: "Mr. Wang, don't just look at these insignificant details, read the story, my story is amazing!"

"Then you changed the name!" Xie Mingqing interrupted.

"I won't change. These character names are all inspirations for my writing. If I change the names, the taste of the novel will change!" Lin Weimin said stubbornly.

The corner of Wang Meng's mouth twitched, it was the first time he had seen a writer who praised him so much.

However, it seems quite normal for Lin Weimin to do this.

Just now he glanced a few times, and saw a paragraph of the original text in "Rooting Officials": Six sons, no father and no mother, Zhang Muzhi's godson, before following Zhang Muzhi, he had another name, Lin Weimin.

After hearing Lin Weimin's words, not only Wang Meng, but also other people in the editorial department were twitching wildly.

Well, you came up with this reason, which is high-sounding.

If we were not individuals, we would have been fooled by you.

Tucao belongs to Tucao, but Lin Weimin is his comrade after all, and has published so many well-known novels in "People's Literature", Wang Meng was in a dilemma for a while.

"Comrade Weimin, you can change your name. Change your name, why don't you get a homonym?"

Lin Weimin shook his head, like an idiot, "I can't change it. If I change it, this novel won't be interesting."

Is it meaningless to you?
Everyone complained in their hearts, and at the same time felt a little emotional.

Literati, how can he hold grudges the most!

Lin Weimin's attitude made Wang Meng scratch his head anxiously.

This guy can be regarded as the treasure of the Guowen Society. Even the working group was dispatched from above, and the agency insisted on giving him a holiday, and the working group didn't even let the working group see him.

You can't beat them, you can't scold them!
When I went to the Literature Research Institute, I felt that this was a devil in the world, but I didn't expect that he would still look like a bird when he arrived at the Guowen Institute!

When Lin Weimin committed a crime, Wang Meng also had a headache.

Xie Mingqing saw Wang Meng's embarrassment, and ran to Wang Meng's ear like a dog-legged military strategist, and Wang Meng's eyes lit up immediately after hearing it.

"Comrade Weimin, your manuscript is indeed a good one, but it's a big deal, I think we'll discuss it at the meeting!"

Lin Weimin's heart skipped a beat, and his eyes began to wander, "Isn't it necessary to discuss? There are so many works to be published in the agency in a month, so let's leave space for those works that are more needed!"

"Yes, yes! It's a pity that such an excellent work cannot be discussed and discussed! I think we can hold a seminar later to discuss your novel."

Wang Meng thought he had caught Lin Weimin's weakness, and said with a smile.

Lin Weimin glared at Xie Mingqing viciously, then turned to Wang Meng and said, "Mr. Wang, there's no need. Otherwise, let me make a homonym!"

"Get a homonym? It may lose its charm and be a bit nondescript. I think it's better to change the name. It's best to fit the meaning of the text!"

The little old man made an inch of it.

"Still changing your name?" Lin Weimin raised his voice an octave, "Then I might as well not pronounce it!"

Xie Mingqing immediately said: "Stop posting, you said that!"

"Fart! I was forced by you all!"

Wang Meng quickly waved his hands, "Hey, don't argue, don't argue, discuss the problem."

"Comrade Weimin! You have to understand the difficulties of me and comrades Ming and Qing. It would be better if your novel was published in other publications. Our "People's Literature" is not only a member of the Guowen Society, but also represents If you are allowed to publish it in such an unobtrusive manner, you will inevitably be suspected of melon fields and plums, are you right?"

"Then what's the matter, my manuscript is of excellent quality! It would be a pity not to publish "People's Literature"!" Lin Weimin quibbled.

Wang Meng looked at Xie Mingqing with a questioning look in his eyes. He just flipped through the manuscript and focused on the names of people.

Sensing what Wang Meng meant, Xie Mingqing nodded.

This manuscript is not only excellent, but also a bit awesome!

This time, Wang Meng had even more headaches!
"Editor-in-Chief!"

Zhu Wei, whose desk was guarding the office door, suddenly got up and called out.

Everyone followed the prestige and saw an old lady with silver hair standing at the door.

"What's going on? I heard the noise in the room just now in the corridor!" Wei Junyi asked.

When Wang Meng and Xie Mingqing saw her, they immediately beamed with joy.

On the other hand, looking back at Lin Weimin, it's like mourning a concubine.

Xie Mingqing consciously acted as the villain, "Editor-in-Chief, we are discussing a new work for the people!"

When Wei Junyi heard this, a bit of surprise appeared on his face.

"Weimin has a new work? It's very efficient!"

Xie Mingqing handed over the manuscript with great insight.

Seeing this scene, Lin Weimin's eyes were tearing apart, good old Xie, you are not a son of man!

Wei Junyi took the manuscript and opened it happily. Lin Weimin was just about to sneak away quietly, but Wei Junyi realized something was wrong just after turning two pages.

"return!"

Lin Weimin sighed and turned around helplessly.

No need to read on, Wei Junyi can roughly guess the purpose of Lin Weimin's writing this novel.

"You, follow me to the office!" This was said to Lin Weimin.

"Old Wang, come here too!" This was said to Wang Meng.

Lin Weimin entered Wei Junyi's office dejectedly, and sat on the sofa. The only sound in the office was the sound of Wei Junyi flipping through the manuscript.

"Click!" The finished manuscript was placed on the desk, and Lin Weimin and Wang Meng raised their heads at the same time.

Wei Junyi's eyes shot at Lin Weimin through the glasses, and Lin Weimin suddenly felt a murderous aura.

"Editor-in-Chief, listen to my explanation!"

"Okay!" Wei Junyi did not give Lin Weimin a chance to argue, and said to Wang Meng: "Old Wang, the manuscript is indeed a rare and good manuscript, but the problem is also obvious..."

A bitter smile appeared on Wang Meng's face, which was also the most difficult and distressing part for him and Xie Mingqing.

In fact, he thought about it just now, and Lin Weimin might not be talking nonsense in the editorial department.

This "Rooting Official" is so well written, the attacks and smears of those people may have indeed provided Lin Weimin with inspiration and motivation.

When Wei Junyi said this, she couldn't help but glanced at Lin Weimin, "Hu Gan is reckless!"

Lin Weimin breathed a sigh of relief. With Mrs. Wei, if she wasn't scolding, she was exaggerating.

"What's your opinion from the editorial department?" Wei Junyi asked.

"Our side thinks it's better to use a pseudonym."

Before Wang Meng said in the editorial department that "using homophonic sounds" was just an excuse, no one is a fool, how can you not see the homophonic sounds?

A pseudonym is his ultimate goal.

Zhou Shuren, pen name Lu Xun, pseudonym Gonghan, can you associate these three names together?
There are also countless revolutionaries and literary figures who have changed their names so that even their own parents would not be able to recognize them when they came.

"Hmm..." Wei Junyi nodded and pondered.

After a while, she said: "It is still necessary to use a pseudonym, and we must not hurt the hearts of old comrades."

"According to your editorial department's opinion, the characters are all aliased."

Wang Meng nodded, still the leader took care of the overall situation.

"Also, I don't want to use Weimin's name in this novel, let him use a pseudonym."

Wang Meng's expression was a little surprised, leader, are you...overly cautious?
Lin Weimin was shocked and heartbroken, "Leader, you can't do this! You are making your loved ones hurt and your enemies quick, you are confused!"

Wei Junyi had a dark face, "What are you arguing about!"

She continued to say to Wang Meng: "It's the name of the sixth son, I think it's better to keep it!"

Wang Meng didn't understand Wei Junyi's meaning, the "six sons" are the six sons, there are no reservations.

But when he saw Wei Junyi's finger on the three words "Lin Weimin" on the manuscript, he fell silent.

Leader, is it interesting for you to take off your pants and fart like this?

Wang Meng felt a little apologetic in his heart: Sorry, that was rude!
(End of this chapter)