Chapter 120 119 Going to Xiangjiang for Publishing
Since the leader approved two days of leave, Fang Minghua wanted to have fun for a few days. It happened that Song Tangtang had not had much rehearsals in the group recently, so he planned to run away from the girl.
"Minghua, let's go climb Mount Huashan tomorrow." The girl said happily while walking around the park.
"Okay, let's set off tomorrow morning!"
What Fang Minghua didn't expect was that when he returned home in the evening after visiting the park, he heard his mother ask as soon as he entered the door: "Xiaohua, Today, your publishing house asked Uncle Zhang to bring you a message saying that he will go to the work in the morning and see you if I need anything.”
"Am I not on vacation?" Fang Minghua felt strange.
"It's said that it's the editorial department of a newspaper called "Harvest" in Shanghai. I'm calling you."
Are you going to Shanghai to revise the manuscript?
Early the next morning, Fang Minghua went to the unit office and made a call to the editorial department of "Harvest" in Shanghai.
It was Xiao Dai who answered the phone, straightforwardly:
"Xiao Fang, I have read your article "The Legend of Wukong". Overall, it is good. Of course, there are still some flaws in the article that we will discuss in the next step. I will tell you our suggestion now: do not publish it in China but publish it in Xiangjiang or Published by Baodao. "
"Go to Xiangjiang?"
"Yes, the content you wrote is too bold and completely subverts the original work. Let's see the reaction there after it is published in Hong Kong. Whether it is safer for us to publish it in the mainland is the result of my discussion with Mr. Palladium. Of course, it depends on whether you agree."
"Okay," Fang Minghua agreed quickly.
His purpose for this novel is to target Hong Kong and Taiwan, otherwise he will directly reject Xiao Dai and write the "Crossing Guandong"!
"Well, you come to Shanghai as soon as possible to revise the draft, and we will contact Hong Kong and Taiwan."
"Okay, I will come as soon as possible. Thank you very much, Editor Xiao, for letting you worry about it." ."
"You're welcome, I still regret not publishing your novel in "Harvest", Xiao Dai said on the phone.
Xiao Dai does have some regrets.
It stands to reason that this novel can be published in Harvest.
Harvest publishes two novel supplements every year, with each issue publishing a number of novels.
But there are some non-literary things that you, as the deputy editor of the magazine, also have to consider.
On the other side of the microphone, Xiao Dai was surprised by what Fang Minghua said: "Editor Xiao, you are so enthusiastic, how about I write another article? Or is it a stream of consciousness?"
"Really? ? Okay, welcome. It’s best to write it down and bring it with you when you come to Shanghai!”
“Okay, I’ll fight for it.”
After hanging up the phone, Fang Minghua rode his bicycle home and made an appointment to climb Mount Huashan with Song Tangtang.
At the gate of the family courtyard of Za Magazine, Fang Minghua saw the girl carrying a green satchel, it was Song Tangtang.
Today she was neither wearing a military uniform nor bell-bottom pants, but a sportswear that was very popular in this era.
Blue color, with two white stripes on the outside of the sleeves and trouser legs, plus a pair of white pull-back sneakers.
Don’t tell me, whatever you wear will look good if you have a good figure. This very ordinary sportswear looks different on Song Tangtang.
Graceful and graceful.
The girl also has a camera hanging around her neck, a Huashan brand!
"Tangtang, follow me into my house." Fang Minghua greeted.
After hearing this, Song Tangtang, who was usually generous, showed a hint of shyness on his face: "I'm like this, how about next time?"
Fang Minghua didn't embarrass the girl and went in to get the car. He put it down, told his mother, and hurriedly left the family home, and the two of them walked to the bus stop together.
On the way, Fang Minghua told Song Tangtang what happened this morning.
Song Tangtang was not too surprised by this result. She said: "I heard from my aunt that over in Xiangjiang, the main ones that have connections with our mainland are Sanlian Bookstore, Zhonghua Book Company, and The Commercial Press. Xiangjiang Local ones include Ming Pao, Ta Kung Pao, etc. I guess Harvest is most likely to contact Sanlian Bookstore!”
Fang Minghua nodded after hearing this.
Sanlian Bookstore is an old publishing house. Its predecessor was the Life Bookstore, Xinzhi Bookstore and Reading Publishing House founded by Zou Taofen, Xu Boxin and others in Shanghai in the 1930s. After liberation, it opened in Yanjing, Shanghai and There were branches in three places in Hong Kong, but the first two were later merged into the People's Publishing House, and the independent establishment was restored in the 1980s. But it hasn't started yet.
But what surprised Fang Minghua was: "Your aunt?"
"Yes, my aunt is in Pengcheng now."
Song Tangtang looked at Fang Minghua with a slightly surprised look and explained:
"My grandma and grandpa had three daughters in total. My mother was the eldest, my cousin Li Li's mother was the second, and the other one was my aunt. She used to work in Yanjing. After the establishment of the special zone, there was a constant shortage of cadres. After requesting support from the whole country, my aunt and uncle were transferred from Yanjing to Pengcheng. They are now working in the Municipal Cultural Bureau and know a lot about this aspect.”
“Didn’t you say you wanted to be in Xiangjiang some time ago. As for publishing, although "Harvest" magazine is handling this matter, I think we can at least know who we are and what we are doing, so I called my aunt and asked about the publishing company there."
I see!
“Also, my aunt reminded me that the royalties system for publishing books over there in Xiangjiang is different from the royalties system in our mainland, and it is very complicated. I asked her to find a way to get a copy over there. My aunt also agreed.”
“Ha! Tangtang, you are so thoughtful!”
Song Tangtang listened. He rolled his eyes at this, but said nothing.
It is not convenient to climb Mount Huashan in this era. Fang Minghua and Song Tangtang first took a train to Huayin, and then took a local tricycle to the foot of Mount Huashan.
There is no admission fee for climbing Mount Huashan. You usually climb Mount Huashan at night so you can watch the sunrise in the early morning.
After renting a coat, a flashlight, and buying some dry food, the two began to climb Huashan Mountain at night.
After the 1980s, more and more people climbed Mount Huashan. Even though it was not a weekend, there were still people on the path up the mountain.
The current road is far inferior to the road of later generations. Many places have not been repaired, and everyone walks cautiously
Fang Minghua heard someone crawling underground and tremblingly asking: "Construction, please don't move. Me, let me hold you. I heard from your brother that Huashan is as bare as the backbone of a fish, with cliffs on both sides. Did you accidentally fall into Yu Province? My heart is beating fast. Let me hold you.
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Hearing this, Fang Minghua just wanted to laugh.
But Song Tangtang didn't seem worried at all. He held Fang Minghua's hand while crawling and humming a song. Sweet honey, your smile is so sweet
It’s like flowers blooming in the spring breeze
Blooming in the spring breeze
After climbing for most of the night, I finally climbed up to the Huahua River at about four o’clock in the morning. Shandong Peak, no one is sleepy, waiting for the sunrise.
But suddenly the clouds started to clear and the fog cleared, and you could see the deep night sky full of stars, which were as bright as fake ones.
The brightest ones are Orion and Ursa Major, as if they are within reach.
"Minghua, it's so beautiful." Song Tangtang leaned closely against Fang Minghua, their fingers twisted together, and they couldn't help but sigh: "Don't you read a poem?"
The girl suddenly turned her head and looked at him.
“The night gave me black eyes,
But I use it to find light. "
Fang Minghua blurted out.
"Is it written by Gu Cheng? "Song Tangtang said.
Fang Minghua nodded.
"You can also sing a song. ”
I?
Fang Minghua thought for a while, suddenly thought of a poem, and read it slowly.
Many nights overlap
Quietly forming darkness
Rose absorbs light
The earth suppresses the fragrance
In order to find you
I moved into the eyes of a bird
Often staring at the passing wind
"Minghua, the writing is so good !" Song Tangtang couldn't help but exclaimed.
Suddenly, Fang Minghua was found in a daze.
"What's wrong, you?"
"No, it's nothing."
Fang Minghua came to his senses.
He knew which stream of consciousness novel he was going to write.
(End of this chapter)