1987 My Era

Chapter 48, Coming with Infinite Beauty
The ancients said: There are many good horses, but there are few good horse trainers.

This phrase is often used in the industry to describe the relationship between editors and writers.

The editor has a keen eye for finding pearls, finding gold among the sand and helping it soar to the sky.

Successful writers will also give back to their editors and help them rise to prominence together.

To sum it up in one sentence: editors make writers, and writers make editors.

On the long and slow train, Chen Xiaomi likes to put her head against the glass, thinking quietly and looking at the fields outside the window.

My thoughts are released into the wilderness...

She imagined that when "To Live" caused a huge sensation in the literary world and when "December" finally became a great writer with her support, she would finally not have to be so cautious like an unknown person in the editorial department or when meeting with colleagues, and she would finally be able to hold her head high.

Finally I can brag in a low-key way: How did I discover "To Live"... December and I are from the same hometown, and our relationship...

As long as I mention it casually like this, who among my colleagues in the company and peers in the industry would dare not look down upon me?
If "December" is talented and can write another work comparable to "To Live" in the future, she will have one foot in the editor's hall of fame...

This time, she traveled thousands of miles south without any hesitation, with dreams and ambitions in her heart.

She has been working at People's Literature for two years and she also wants to stand out and make progress.

Although he knew there were competitors like Harvest, Chen Xiaomi was still very confident.

Be confident in People's Literature, a unique golden signboard in China; be confident in your own abilities; be confident that you can be one step ahead of others.

Looking at her reflection in the car window which looked somewhat similar to Chen Zijin, she was still confident in her figure and beauty.

Although this idea is dirty and not presentable, it is undeniable that beautiful women often have more advantages everywhere.

If the writer "December" happens to prefer this, she is confident that she has enough charm and means to hook the other person invisibly without taking off her clothes.

As a daughter of the Chen family, the proud girl has no intention of serving anyone, but she does not mind creating the image of a "stunning beauty" to trap the other person.

After all, he is a great talent who could write "To Live". Even if his appearance is not good, he can still be classified as one of the best among men, so I can tolerate some of his injustice.

Along the way, Chen Xiaomi thought of every aspect, even considering the last resort of using "beauty".

This time, she was determined to win.

Otherwise, going back in disgrace would only make a little bitch like Zhou Chunlan laugh at you and disappoint the editor-in-chief and elders.

What kind of person is "December"?

Is he really a Chinese teacher?
How old are they? Are they easy to get along with?

Will the subsequent parts of "To Live" be as exciting as before?

These questions have been bothering her and lingering in her mind.

In fact, while she was confident, she was also a little worried.

I am worried that the person who wrote "To Live" is a disgusting and greasy man, a high-level scumbag. I am afraid that I will be fooled by him if I am not careful, and end up losing both the wife and the army.

After all, intellectuals are famous for their romanticism. It is a tradition and they are almost self-taught, making it hard to guard against.

However, compared with that, she is more worried about the quality of subsequent content.

“Wow…!”

As the train whistle sounded as it entered the station, Chen Xiaomi woke up from her wandering thoughts. She looked at the time and it was already a little after nine in the morning.

She had to change trains from Beijing to Shao City, which took more than 30 hours, but fortunately she took a soft sleeper and was not too sleepy.

After packing her luggage, Chen Xiaomi looked around and walked out of the train station with an elegant pace following the crowd.

"Girl, come eat, eat, the freshest dishes are only 8 cents each."

"Girl, accommodation?"

"Beautiful lady, are you here to visit relatives in Shao City? Where are you going? I'll take you there..."

We are faced with people of all kinds, and quite a few of them are dangerous elements who are willing to eat and feed others without leaving any bones.

Chen Xiaomi ignored them and kept walking until she met an old classmate.

"Xiaomi, sorry to have kept you waiting. My motorcycle had some problems and I had to fix it. How are you? Are you tired?"

The man who came to pick her up was about 28 or 29 years old and worked in a government department in Shaoxing City. He and his wife were her high school classmates. They had been in contact over the years and had a good relationship.

"It's okay, I just came out too." Chen Xiaomi said with a smile.

"Yan Zi has already prepared the meal at home. Why don't we go back and have a hot meal first? You take a shower and have a rest. I'll take you to do your work later." The man asked for her opinion.

Chen Xiaomi shook her head slightly: "No, my business is urgent and can't be delayed. Please take me there first."

The man said with concern: "You've been on the bus for such a long time, you must be hungry. Why don't you go to the restaurant up ahead? I'm familiar with the place and it won't take much time anyway." Chen Xiaomi, who was indeed hungry, was tempted, but still shook her head.

Seeing this, the man who knew her temper stopped talking and quickly helped her tie up her luggage, started the motorcycle and asked, "Where are we going?"

Chen Xiaomi said, "Shaoshi No. 1 Middle School."

"Ah? Where are you going?" The man was surprised, thinking she had something important to do.

"Well, I went to meet an old friend." Chen Xiaomi didn't know what kind of person December was, so she didn't tell the truth.

The train station is quite far from Shao No. 20 Middle School, and it took more than minutes to get there by turning left and right and taking shortcuts.

"Xiaomi, we're here."

The man braked and put his feet on the ground to stop the car.

"Okay, Yunfan, thank you. Go back to work. I'll contact you and Yan Zi later."

"Okay, call home when you're done and I'll pick you up then."

Chen Xiaomi smiled and nodded. After watching the motorcycle go away, she collected her thoughts and walked towards the gate of No. 1 Middle School.

But before I got close, bursts of intense noise were heard.

"You are just a watchdog! My son is going to take the college entrance examination soon and will become a college student soon. He will have to eat government food in the future. How dare you stop me?"

"Bah! A country dog ​​like you can give birth to a college student? You must be dreaming!"

"Fuck it, are you going to let me into the school? If you don't let me in, I'll stab you to death!"

"Come on! Stab me to death! Stab me here. If you can't kill me, your ancestors are all blind cowards! I'm over 60 years old. I've lived enough. I'll trade my life with yours!"

"..."

At the school gate, Old Man Sun from the message room was arguing with a parent from the countryside below. Both sides were very angry and really mad, and all kinds of dirty words were coming out of their mouths.

Chen Xiaomi watched for a while, and finally walked over because he was in a hurry.

"Stop! Who are you looking for? Did you say hello in advance?"

Seeing her approaching, the angry old man Sun pointed with his right hand and asked her three questions in a row.

"Hello, I'm looking for "December", I am..." Chen Xiaomi was about to introduce herself.

But Old Man Sun interrupted her and said angrily: "It's February now, how can it be December? Don't make trouble for no reason..."

After scolding Chen Xiaomi, Old Man Sun turned around and grabbed the parent who was trying to break into the school, and the two of them pushed and shoved each other again.

Chen Xiaomi frowned, took out her work ID and letter of introduction from her bag, and handed them to Old Man Sun, hoping that he would let her in.

"I'm busy! I can't read, get out of here!" Old man Sun had just been slapped by the parent. He jumped up and was trying to hit back, so he had no time to pay attention to her.

Chen Xiaomi looked at the two of them and had to turn around to find a pay phone.

Although phone calls these days are not as rare as in previous years, they are still not many. It took her nearly 15 minutes to find one.

Take out the phone book and dial the English teacher's home number.

"Hello, who are you?"

As soon as the phone was connected, a female voice was heard on the other end.

Chen Xiaomi immediately recognized the voice from the other party who answered the phone several times before:
"Hello, I am Chen Xiaomi, editor of People's Literature, and I have arrived at the gate of your school..."

She briefly described what happened at the door.

Wang Runwen burst out laughing when he heard this. Old man Sun in the message room was the father of a school leader. He was indeed illiterate, but he usually had a good temper and was always cheerful with everyone.

"Wait for me at the school gate and I'll pick you up."

"Okay, thank you!"

Chen Xiaomi has lived in the capital for so many years, and her dress and temperament make her stand out among the crowd at the gate of No. 1 Middle School, making her easy to recognize.

Wang Runwen walked out of the school gate and accurately located the other party with just a quick glance.

She walked over and asked, "Is that Miss Chen?"

"Hello, Chen Xiaomi."

"Hello, please come with me."

(End of this chapter)