Chapter 184: Go and ask for Teacher Fang
Xicheng, Chegongzhuang.
Each issue of "October" will be handed over to several factories in Xinhua Printing Factory to be responsible for a series of tasks such as typesetting and printing.
In the typesetting workshop, the workers were working in full swing.
Since the factory introduced Wangxuan’s domestic laser phototypesetting system, the efficiency has been greatly improved. There is no need to line up typefaces of different fonts and sizes on the type plate one by one, and then put them on the disc machine and four Start printing, now say goodbye to lead and fire.
Guan Hong, who entered "Light and Electricity", was arranging the words on the manuscript of "Wreaths Under the Mountains", but the movements of his hands became slower and slower until he stopped completely, tears welling up in his eyes.
“Woooooo.”
“What’s going on?”
“Where is the crying coming from?”
Crying, all of a sudden Attract everyone's attention.
"Guan Hong, why are you crying?"
Sun Li noticed that Guan Hong was sobbing beside him, with tears falling down. He put down what he was doing and walked over.
The people around him also rushed forward.
Guan Hong cried until his scalp was numb and his head was blank, and he heard someone asking in his ear: "Did someone bully you?"
"Li Cunbao!"
"Li Cunbao bullied you? Who is Li Cunbao?"
"Is there a person named Li Cunbao in our factory?"
In an instant, the whole crowd became enthusiastic Discussed.
“The novel he wrote really pissed me off!”
“Why did Jin Kailai sacrifice himself!”
Guan Hong choked up and spoke out.
"The co-author of 'Li Cunbao' you mentioned is a writer."
Everyone was speechless when they heard that she cried while reading a novel.
“Big guys, let’s go, let’s go.”
Sun Li greeted them back to their posts, and continued to comfort Guan Hong, “Stop crying, isn’t it just like in the novel? Is the character dead?"
"Sister Sun, you haven't seen it, you don't know."
Guan Hong wiped her tears.
"Okay, if you cry again, we will call the director, and I will have to criticize you."
Sun Li comforted him.
At the moment, Guan Hong is no longer suitable to continue the typesetting work of "Wreaths Under the Mountains". The two of them combined and exchanged.
Sun Li sat in Guan Hong's seat, his eyes fell on this novel, and he couldn't help but wonder what was written in it that could make Guan Hong, who was cheerful and cheerful all day long, cry like this.
So, I started turning it over casually, and I couldn't stop it. Seeing Jin Kailai's sacrifice, seeing Liang Sanxi's sacrifice, seeing Zhao Mengsheng going crazy for this, I couldn't control my tear ducts anymore.
“Hiss, hiss.”
A series of deep throat sounds reached the ears of Guan Hong and others.
“Sister Sun?”
"Sister Sun, what's wrong with you?"
Seeing the "highly respected" Sun Li crying like this, everyone immediately became interested in "Garland Under the Mountain".
During the lunch break and lunch break, the novel was circulated among the crowd. After reading it, men silently cried and women cried.
Having never seen it, I feel even more itchy.
He even did not hesitate to "violate his work principles" and secretly printed a few more proofs, one for each person, and took them home.
As a result, the next day, everyone had red eyes, slightly red noses, listlessness, and no intention to work.
But when we talked about "Wreaths Under the Mountains", we suddenly became energetic again, and no one had the heart to work.
A few words, full of emotions, some excitement, some touching, but mostly anger.
The entire typesetting workshop was noisy.
"Everyone, be quiet, be quiet."
Sun Li took great pains to appease everyone.
However, it had no effect at all.
Guan Hong looked at the increasingly noisy crowd and heard one of the lesbians raise their arms and shout:
"If you don't write it down for Jin Kailai, After receiving first-class merit, we will definitely not typesetting "Wreaths Under the Mountains"!"
"That's right, we won't print it!"
Soon, the co-workers who were too deeply involved in the drama responded together.
Such a big movement alarmed the workshop director. He just received the news and thought there was going to be a strike. He was so frightened that he rushed to the scene.
Waiting to figure out the ins and outs of the matter, I was angry and laughing.
“Nonsense!”
“What a nonsense!”
"What should we do now?"
The deputy director looked at the director and then at the co-workers.
“We want to meet Li Cunbao!”
“If we don’t write down that we have given first-class merit to Jin Kailai, we will definitely not typeset “Garland Under the Mountain”!”
“…………”
Faced with the crowd, the workshop director tried hard to persuade her but to no avail. Finally, she had no choice but to ask someone to make a phone call.
“To untie the bell, you must tie the bell.”
“Go and invite the editors of “October”!”
“Especially invite the dialect, who It’s the editor in charge!” “Teacher Fang, please bring Li Cunbao too!”
“Go quickly!!”
(ps: This is the situation in reality)
…………
“Uncle Dong, thank you.”
Fang Yan hung up the phone and walked out of the concierge.
Guo Baochang just called. He will come to Yanjing to attend Nortel's graduation ceremony at the end of the month, and then take the graduates assigned to the Guixi factory back to Guixi. By the way, on behalf of Wei Bida, he will talk about "That Mountain, That Man, That Dog" film adaptation.
Currently, I have two things on hand, one is "Operation Sword" and the other is "A Bite of China".
Fortunately, in terms of copywriting, the editorial team of News Documentary Film Studio and Wang Zengqi shared the work, so the workload was not that heavy.
Writing another movie script would be more than enough.
One step, two steps. After just a few steps, I heard Uncle Dong’s voice coming from behind, "Teacher Fang, I have your phone number again."
"This is a call from Xinhua Printing Factory, telling me something big!"
"What's the matter?"
He spoke in dialect and looked confused.
I never thought that something like this would happen?
When I told Tian Zengxiang, Zhang Shouren, and Zhang Zhonge, they didn’t believe it at first, but when they saw Fang Yan’s firm eyes and serious tone, they finally believed that this was not a joke, but the truth.
Considering that if the issue at the printing house was not resolved, it would directly affect the smooth release of the latest issue of "October", the entire editorial department immediately took action and divided its forces into two groups.
One team led by Zhang Shouren found Li Cunbao who was still visiting Yanjing and quickly took him to the printing factory. Before that, the other team led by Zhang Zhonge and Fang Yan rushed to the printing factory immediately.
Before the arrival of the author Li Cunbao, Fang Yan, the responsible editor, must take the lead and appease the workers.
As a result, as soon as they arrived at the printing factory, they were immediately surrounded by workers. Zhang Zhonge and Tian Zengxiang were pushed to the edge of the crowd.
One of the female workers cried and said: "Teacher Fang, why don't you do meritorious service for Jin Kailai!"
"Teacher Fang, if you don't write down that you have done first-class merit for Jin Kailai, we will definitely not format "Wreaths Under the Mountain"!" "
"Yes, we can't let the hero bleed and cry!"
"..."
Excited shouts broke out from the crowd.
"Comrades!"
Fang Yan shouted at the top of his lungs.
In an instant, eyes focused on him.
"I know that everyone hopes that Liang Sanxi will return triumphantly. His wife comes to see him with her child in her arms, and the family is enjoying themselves."
"Jin Kailai did not step on a landmine and survived. He also got first-class merit and happily took it home and pinned it on his son’s lapel.”
"Because of this ending, we are worthy of these heroes."
"Because their clear love is only for China."
"But!"
"That's right! That’s why we are determined not to change it!”
Hearing the deafening screams, Zhang Zhonge was stunned and looked through the gap in the crowd to look at Fang Yan who was patiently explaining.
Within a few sentences, something impressive can always come out.
"Teacher Zhang!"
Tian Zengxiang touched him with his elbow, "Comrade Cunbao and the others are here, let's go there quickly."
Zhang Zhonge came back to his senses , immediately met with Zhang Shouren, Li Cunbao and others and explained the situation truthfully.
“It all depends on Yanzi.”
Tian Zengxiang sighed with emotion: "Only his eloquence can stabilize them."
"Let's not stand still, hurry up and provide support."
Zhang Shouren gave an order, "October 》The editors joined forces one after another.
Of course, it is impossible to change it. If it were changed, would it still be "Garland Under the Mountain"?
After some earnest persuasion, this little turmoil was finally calmed down reluctantly.
"Yanzi, thank you for your hard work."
Li Cunbao said: "I didn't expect such a thing to happen."
"Isn't this a good thing."
< br>Dialect said: "They are because Why are you so crazy about your novel? Just think about how many people across the country will be as crazy about it as they are when this issue of "October" is officially published."
Li Cunbao was excited? , thoughts are already running through my mind.
"Do you believe it or not, once "Wreaths Under the Mountains" is published, reporters will surround you like them?"
Fang Yan said half-jokingly.
Li Cunbao was dubious, thinking that the dialect's words were too exaggerated.
When this issue of "October" was officially published and "Wreaths Under the Mountains" was officially published, I realized that I was being conservative!
With the help of mainstream literary and art newspapers such as "Literary Newspaper" and "Literary Newspaper", it aroused strong repercussions in the country.
On the front foot, Feng Mu's "The Most Magnificent and Precious--Reading the Novel "Wreaths Under the Mountains"" has just been published in the newspaper. On the back foot, the General Political Department's Cultural Affairs Bureau has issued "About Organizing Troops to Read the Novel "Under the Mountains". Garland>Notice>.
For a time, "Wreaths Under the Mountains" received unprecedented attention and extensive discussion from readers.
The reading craze that has been set off is getting higher and higher, boosting the new wave of military literature to reach a new climax.
The concept of military literature in the new era proposed by dialect has also been studied by many literary and art theory journals.
After all, the editor who unearthed this masterpiece was Teacher Fang!
(End of this chapter)