Chapter 230 Xuemin, did you write this all behind Teacher Gu’s back? (Please order in full)
After Cheng Xuemin finished speaking in one breath, the entire preparation office fell silent in an instant!
puff!
Liu Xinwu, who was holding a tea cup on the side and was just about to swallow the tea in his mouth, was so shocked by what he heard that he spurted out a mouthful of old tea.
No way!
The son-in-law of their "October" actually voted for "Harvest" behind Teacher Gu's mother-in-law's back, but also for "Shanghai Literature and Art" and "Yanhe Literature"?
What’s even more outrageous is that they all won awards!
If this was not exposed without winning the award, would his mother-in-law, Teacher Gu, have been kept in the dark until now?
Anyway, Liu Xinwu had never heard of it, nor had his mother-in-law mentioned it.
It must have been done secretly like Li Qingquan's Yanjing Literature.
"Old Liu, did you do it on purpose? Tell me, did you deliberately wait for an opportunity to retaliate?"
What a coincidence, Liu Xinwu's mouthful of old tea sprayed directly on Li Qingquan next to him, directly waking up Li Qingquan who was also confused.
On the spot, Li Qingquan was so angry that he didn't bother to ask Cheng Xuemin. Instead, he accused Liu Xinwu, wiped the tea on his body, and said: "Besides, listen to me, Old Liu, Xuemin didn't just give "The Traitor" from "Harvest", "Female College Student Dormitory" from "Shanghai Literature", and "Loess High Slope" from "Yanhe Literature"!
"Especially this Loess High Slope, which, like "The Wrangler" and "Director Qiao's Ascension to the Job," can be rated as first prize."
Li Qingquan was also confused. He knew that Cheng Xuemin was very productive in writing manuscripts.
Not to mention the high output, the quality of each article is also excellent, and almost every article has received a remarkable response.
But I didn't expect it.
Cheng Xuemin's high productivity still exceeded their imagination, completely beyond their imagination.
The award-winning manuscripts, in addition to Yanjing Literature and People's Literature, were also contributed to Shanghai Literature and Art, Harvest, and Yanhe Literature.
And in addition to those that were revealed because of winning awards, there must be other manuscripts that have not won awards and have not been exposed.
To be so prolific and still a new writer was something Li Qingquan never expected.
"I..." Liu Xinwu originally wanted to quarrel with Li Qingquan, but it could be seen that he was sprayed on his body by a sip of old tea. It was a small 'retaliation', so he did not quarrel with him again.
Then he looked at Cheng Xuemin bitterly and said in a very aggrieved tone, "Xuemin, tell me the truth, Lao Liu, do you have any other manuscripts besides these ones?"
"Xuemin, tell the truth. I promise not to go back and tell Teacher Gu that you secretly posted articles outside to deal with the small treasury. You can tell me about it in one breath. Is there anything else?"
Liu Xinwu was really a wronged little daughter-in-law, full of sadness and misery.
The son-in-law of his own "October" has submitted manuscripts everywhere, and every article has won awards, all of which are big awards.
But none of their "October" articles won awards.
It’s not that none of the articles won awards, but that their son-in-law never submitted a single article to their October magazine.
If you don’t have any manuscripts, how can you send him for selection and awards?
This is where Liu Xinwu is most troubled, bitter and resentful.
and!
Now these colleagues are all looking at me uncontrollably. They are obviously feeling miserable for their 'mother-in-law', right?
"Xuemin, you are so good! You hide it so well. No wonder Lao Liu is so resentful!"
"Go on, tell me in one breath which other manuscripts have won awards, and I'll sign them all for you!"
Li Shuguang, who was in charge of signing in and registering, was also not nearly surprised by Cheng Xuemin's revelation. He was so shocked that he dropped the pen in his hand.
Cheng Xuemin, who was also full of surprise, hurriedly finished speaking in one breath while making a mark in the sign-in book.
"Is it really what Lao Liu said, a small treasury? Your lover and your mother-in-law don't know about this?"
Seeing that Cheng Xuemin was too shy, Li Qingquan on the side became suspicious and asked Cheng Xuemin if he really was a small treasury?
"Hey! Xuemin is all a veteran, so don't hide it in front of us. You can tell it. We old guys can go to your mother-in-law and sue you, right?"
Following Zhang Guangnian, Li Shuguang and others, they also nodded, encouraging Cheng Xuemin to speak out boldly.
Isn't it just a small coffer of private money hidden in secretly written manuscripts behind his lover's back and his mother-in-law's back?
They are all people who have been here before. These are the usual tricks of old guys like them. Which man doesn’t hide some private money and save some money for smoking cigarettes and drinking alcohol?
Especially for literati like them who write manuscripts, all their workplace wages are paid in, and the royalties they earn from writing manuscripts, even if they leave the royalties for one or two articles, are enough to cover their tobacco and alcohol consumption for more than half a year.
However, he is not as ruthless as Cheng Xuemin!
How many small treasuries were created and how much personal money was hidden behind the back of his wife and mother-in-law? !
"That's right, when it comes to informing, the only one we have is Lao Liu! Lao Liu, Xuemin, you really have to be on guard!"
Li Qingquan continued to finish off the attack.
"Lao Li, I don't like hearing what you say. What do you mean by being on guard? You also have to be on guard against me?"
"Am I the person who will tell Teacher Gu and the students about setting up a small treasury to hide private money?"
Liu Xinwu could bear it when he saw Li Qingquan stabbing him in the back directly in front of him?
"No, no, no! Teachers, I really have no money here, and I really didn't hide private money behind anyone's back to build a small treasury!"
They are all people who have been here before!
Listening to the teachers' jokes, Cheng Xuemin almost guessed Cheng Xuemin's original intention.
Didn't Cheng Xuemin just cast a wide net in the beginning and open more vests to create a small treasury to hide private money?
However, Cheng Xuemin has never been able to hide his private money!
Finally, he succeeded in his career and received royalties for several articles one after another. In the end, he was sold by Mr. Tang, who pretended to be a pig and devoured the tiger, and worked as a guard in the mail room.
Who would have thought that a guard at Yan University would be the founder of the old Feng family?
"Teacher Li, these are the few articles, and there really aren't any more after that!"
Then, Cheng Xuemin emphasized again with Li Shuguang, who was in charge of signing in.
"It's really gone?" Li Shuguang asked, still unsure after finishing the check.
"No more, Teacher Li, this time it's all gone, just these two articles!"
Cheng Xuemin also nodded again, confirming that these two articles were the only ones and there were no other award-winning manuscripts.
"The Wrangler, Director Qiao's appointment, a carefree heart, a traitor, a dormitory for female college students, a high loess slope!"
"Xuemin, take a look, are these just a few articles? Is it okay?"
Li Shuguang and Cheng Xuemin summarized it. It doesn't matter if they don't summarize it. I haven't said it yet, and the whole audience was dumbfounded.
How many articles?
Six articles!
My dear mother, Cheng Xuemin, the pioneer of reform, is definitely the one who gets the most limelight at this award ceremony.
To know!
Liu Xinwu, the old and well-known writers who are present, only deserved to win an article in this first national excellence award selection.
The others are pretty much the same, basically only one manuscript was selected and won the award!
But not like Cheng Xuemin, who actually won six articles so horribly. "Lao Li, Xuemin, are you all here?"
After the shock passed, Cheng Xuemin also stayed with the organizing office for a while. Lao Pan from the art group happened to come in. Seeing that Li Shuguang and Cheng Xuemin were both there, he said hello.
"This is what Lao Li said. Just now Xuemin handed over all the last five volumes of the novel "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms"!"
"There were no problems with me in the first and second reviews. Let me take a look at the final review. The quality of the manuscript is the same as the previous volumes, and it has improved!"
Lao Pan came here with five volumes of little books. Without waiting for Li Shuguang to greet him, he directly smashed the little books in front of him and continued.
"Huh? Xuemin, you finished the last five volumes of Romance of the Three Kingdoms in one go?"
Li Shuguang was surprised when he heard this and looked at Cheng Xuemin and asked.
"I finished the painting. I also painted a little while on the front line!" Cheng Xuemin nodded and replied.
"Is this a comic book about the Romance of the Three Kingdoms? Did you draw it, Xuemin?" Liu Xinwu, who was next to him, passed a copy and started reading it. His face was also very surprised and he asked.
Qin Chuan from the People's Daily was very confused after hearing this. He took a book from Li Shuguang and opened it. After seeing clearly the subtle, delicate and lifelike comic strips inside, he couldn't help but ask with surprise: " "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" villain book? Xuemin, can you even draw this?"
"Teacher Liu, Teacher Qin, you know a little bit, you understand a little bit!"
Lao Pan actually brought all these comic strips over, instantly making Cheng Xuemin the center of attention.
"No way! The novel about the Romance of the Three Kingdoms that my grandson has been fascinated by these days was drawn by you, Xuemin?"
"The same goes for the one in my house. Now he doesn't even watch TV. He is reading short stories. But he is reading "Journey to the West", not "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" like you, Xuemin!"
"Okay, okay, Xuemin, your painting is so good. Lao Pan, do you still have this? I'll borrow two volumes later and give them to my family to take a look at too!"
"That Lao Qin, actually "Journey to the West" was also painted by Xuemin!"
…
At noon, the host of the Humanities Club arranged lunch. Cheng Xuemin accompanied Zhang Guangnian and the others to have a light meal and exchange with several award-winning authors and editors from out of town.
Cheng Xuemin waited for half the afternoon. Lu Yao and others from Yanhe Literature did not come to report, so he did not wait any longer.
He said hello to Li Shuguang and the others, and asked them to tell them the address of Cheng Xuemin's home if anyone from his hometown came over.
Letting Lu Yao and the others find it on their own, he took the royalties from the novel "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" and returned home to tell his wife the good news.
This time the royalties are very considerable and will definitely satisfy the Feng family and help Cheng Xuemin vent his anger.
Ever since he went south to the front line in March, Cheng Xuemin has been holding back until now. Even though he has been back for almost half a month, unfortunately, the Feng family has a baby and is still in confinement.
I felt sorry for women some time ago, so I never thought about it, not even having sex with her.
But today, half a month has passed, and Feng Jiayou's energy has recovered. It should be no problem to satisfy the craving.
"Xuemin actually went south to express condolences at the front line? I wonder if he has come back at this time?"
The train from northern Shaanxi slowly entered Yanjing Station. Lu Yao was preparing to get off the train, Hu Cai was following, Jia Aoping said to Mo Shen.
This time they came to Yanhe Literature, and two authors won the award, one was Jia Aoping, and the other was accompanying Mo Shen.
However, Jia Gaoping's award-winning manuscript was in the same situation as Liu Xinwu's. It was published in "Shanghai Literature and Art" before returning to the city to arrange work, so the result was counted in "Shanghai Literature and Art", not their Yanhe Literature.
In addition, this Mo Shen's manuscript was published in Yanhe Literature, and he is their local award-winning writer.
Therefore, together with Cheng Xuemin's "Loess Plateau", their "Yanhe Literature" also won two awards this time.
"Let's go to the Humanities Society to report first. If the scholar comes back, he should have already reported it!"
"If we don't come back, we can find out about it over there!" Hu Cai, the team editor in chief, nodded and first motioned for everyone to go to the Humanities Society to report.
Their next accommodation arrangements were also arranged by the Humanities Club, so they must have gone straight to the Humanities Club when they got off the train.
"Yes, let's go to the Humanities Club first, but I'm not sure. Let's rush over there and see if they are off duty?" Jia Aoping said, helping to move the salutes down from the luggage rack.
"Even after get off work, there should be staff on duty over there to receive you, right? After all, we are not the only ones coming here from other places!"
Hu Cai and the others also helped to receive the salute and replied.
"Yanjing! Lao Hu, you guys shouldn't have been here for more than ten years, right?"
After leaving Yanjing Railway Station and looking at the familiar street scene, Lu Yao couldn't help but sigh.
The last time Lu Yao came to Yanjing was in 1965. He was only 17 years old that year. He was a youth representative at the time and came to Yanjing to attend the grand ceremony.
"Me! Except for the time I came here to report last year, I haven't been to Yanjing for fifteen years!"
The old editor-in-chief Hu Cai also said quietly that except for the resumption of publication of Yanhe Literature last year, he came to report once as the person in charge.
Going forward, it was the time before he was lowered.
"Lao Hu, Lao Lu, Lao Mo, I heard about it. Take the No. 3 bus to the Humanities Club. You don't have to change buses on the way. You can go directly there!"
"The bus stop is right over there!"
Jia Gaoping, who went to find out which car to take to report to the Humanities Society, ran back sweating profusely, reported to Hu Cai and others, and pointed in a direction.
"No. 3, right? That's the same bus that goes to the ministry!" Hu Cai nodded. He came to Yanjing once last year to report to the ministry, and he took the No. 3 bus.
Followed by a group of four people, they saluted again and rushed to the bus stop.
By the time Hu Cai Luyao and the others arrived at the Humanities Club after a long journey, Cheng Xuemin just arrived home.
"Xuemin, how is it?"
Seeing Cheng Xuemin pushing the cart in, Feng Jiayou, who was looking forward to it at home, quickly asked overjoyed.
There has been no royalties for several months, and now there is no way out of the house. The young Feng family is also panicking, hungry and thirsty.
Today I found out that her man is going to write a paper for a humanities society, how can I not look forward to it?
"Daughter-in-law, I got my royalties bill back. How much do you think it is?"
…
Asking for a monthly ticket!
(End of this chapter)