Exciting 1979!

Chapter 17 "Harvest" Letter, Novel Published
In addition to standing guard and registering, security guards at Peking University’s major gates are also responsible for sending and receiving letters.

If there is a specific address, send it to the doorman of each building. If there is no specific address, leave it here for people to pick up. If no one comes to pick it up after a long time, ask each department if there is anyone named XXX, and ask him to come and pick it up quickly.

That day, the security guard at Peking University’s East Gate saw a letter with the address “Peking University’s South Gate” filled in.

This is interesting. It was specially sent to the South Gate. Could it be a letter from the security guard?
Looking at the names again, it is true.

Wei Ming is the face of Peking University’s security team. He is nicknamed “Wei the Gate God”. He is also a great storyteller and has a very good relationship with people.

He originally wanted to send it off personally when he returned to the dormitory, but Mei Wenhua happened to pass by on his bike at that moment.

"Hey, Mei Wenhua, there's a letter from Wei Ming, you can take it back."

"Where is the letter from?"

"Let me take a look. This is the editorial department of Harvest in Shanghai. What is this for?"

Mei Wenhua snatched it away and his whole face turned red.

There was only one thought in his mind: Impossible! Absolutely impossible!
Although we don’t know what Wei Ming wrote specifically, he finished it in just one week without much revision. If this was accepted by Harvest, then Harvest would be too tasteless!

After writing a novel, everyone has to spend a month to revise and polish it. Even Cao Xueqin spent ten years reviewing and editing "Dream of the Red Chamber", adding and deleting content five times!

Suddenly, Mei Wenhua thought of a possibility - a rejection letter!

Yes, that's definitely the case. Harvest is a giant literary magazine. Even if they don't like it, they will definitely politely reply with a rejection letter and say a few words of encouragement, such as you are actually a good writer, but we are not suitable.

The more Mei Wenhua thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case, so he rode his bike faster and faster with full momentum.

When he rushed back to the South Gate, Zhao Debiao was on guard.

"Biaozi, where is Wei Ming?"

"What's wrong with the dormitory?"

Mei Wenhua shook the letter in his hand and said, "I got a letter from Harvest. Do you want to read it together?"

Zhao Debiao: "Fuck, you are worthy of being my brother Ming. Wait for me, Lao Zhao, stand for a while, I'm going back to the dormitory."

"A fried dough stick for breakfast."

"Hey, you old man...Come on, come on!"

At this time, Wei Ming and Qiao Feng were sitting face to face at the table discussing the dialect of Yimeng Mountain.

The novel he was working on was nearing completion, and every page he wrote had to be checked by Brother Feng to make sure there were no problems with the use of the dialect.

Of course, it is impossible to use dialects completely, because many dialect words cannot be written, and many words are too unfamiliar to other Chinese people, which will increase reading difficulties, so as long as the "flavor" is right, it's fine.

At this time, Zhao Debiao opened the door like a heavy artillery and shouted excitedly: "Brother Ming, your letter, the letter from Harvest magazine!"

Mei Wenhua added: "I brought it back for you from the East Gate."

Qiao Feng sat up suddenly, slapped the table and said, "What did I say? Xiao Ming, you are not an ordinary person!"

Wei Ming: "It's only been ten days. It's faster than I thought."

Mei Wenhua: As for rejection of a manuscript, the decision can be made with just a quick glance, so of course it’s quick.

"Please open it quickly so that we can broaden our horizons," Mei Wenhua urged.

Wei Ming took the envelope, touched it and smiled: "It's so thin, the manuscript was not rejected."

Mei Wenhua's heart skipped a beat: Ah, will the rejection letter also return the manuscript?
He has never submitted a manuscript, so he doesn't know these things, but isn't there a possibility that people think the manuscript is too rubbish and has no value, so they just throw it away? There should be such a possibility, right? Right?
Mei Wenhua prayed in his heart: Please don’t let it be a letter of approval, please don’t let it be a letter of approval, even if it means letting me treat Wei Ming to a meal!
Qiao Feng said, "Xiao Wei, please read it." So Wei Ming started to read it directly: "Hello, Comrade Wei Ming: I have read your manuscript. Although Donkey Five and Donkey Six is a piece of literature written by educated youth, the story is innovative and not blindly following the crowd. The language style is refreshing. It makes people laugh and applaud. However, some plots are too hasty and aggressive, and may need to be discussed and weighed. Please take some time to come to the editorial office of Harvest in Shanghai to discuss the revision of the manuscript. The editorial office will provide food and accommodation. Remember to keep the train tickets when you come, and they will also be reimbursed. Also, we are not from the same unit as Story Club.

——Li Xiaolin.

Zhao Debiao asked: "Does this mean that the manuscript has been approved?"

Wei Ming: "Yes, but it still needs some revisions. I have to go to the Magic City."

Zhao Debiao: "Fuck! The Magic City, the Great Magic City!"

Qiao Feng smiled: "And it's free, they cover everything!"

Wei Ming asked Qiao Feng: "Brother Feng, can the school give me this leave? I'm very busy recently."

Starting from yesterday, the 4th National Games was officially held in Yanjing and will last for half a month.

Peking University has such a large team of temporary workers, so some of them will be transferred over to help maintain order when events are held. Qiao Feng said this a few days ago. Try not to take leave in the next half month.

Qiao Feng waved his hand: "There are so many of us, and we are still short of you. What you have done is a great thing, the leader will definitely approve it! By the way, you'd better tell Director Wei first."

"I am very sure of that."

Wei Ming was helpless. He should have submitted his application to a magazine in Beijing earlier. Nowadays, going to Shanghai and sitting in a hard seat for more than 20 hours is too painful!

"By the way, Wenhua, I haven't thanked you yet. You worked hard to help me gain trust, and it was also thanks to you for recommending "Harvest." Wei Ming turned and looked at Mei Wenhua.

Mei Wenhua: Ahhh! Not only kill people, but also destroy their hearts!

He forced a smile and said, "Nothing, it's all my job. Well, I have something else to do, you guys go ahead."

Mei Wenhua quickly left this sad place, and then he thought of "Wenming Lake" by the May Fourth Literary Society and his sister.

I submitted my manuscript one day earlier than Wei Ming, and Harvest, which is so far away, received a reply, but they, who are in the same school, haven't notified me yet. How inefficient!

What? Is it even more impressive than “Harvest”?
Mei Wenhua plans to find his sister to ask for clarification.

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Wei Ming changed his clothes and went to the office building with Qiao Feng. On the way, Brother Feng said, "I will transfer you to patrol when you come back from Shanghai."

"Hehe, that's great!" Recently, more and more female college students have come to the South Gate to see him, and there are even some from Tsinghua University next door. It's outrageous.

After knocking on the door of Room 404, Wei Pingan smiled when he saw Wei Ming: "I was just looking for you. I have good news."

"What good news?" Wei Ming closed the door casually.

Uncle Ping An took out a brand new magazine from the drawer: "The September issue of Children's Literature is out. Your aunt asked me to get you a copy. Take a look."

Wei Ming walked closer and saw that it was a 16-page magazine with a color cover. It showed two little girls in ballet skirts, and the whole magazine was quite heavy to hold.

He turned to the catalog page and found his "The Toothless Tiger" in the "Fairy Tales/Folk Tales" column first. The author was "Wei Shenme" and the number of pages was also at the front.

The person following behind was also an acquaintance.

"Heihei on Honesty Island" - Zheng Yuanjie
Unexpectedly, the future fairy tale king’s debut work was also published in this issue. They actually became new authors who debuted at the same time.

Then who will have the title of “Fairy Tale King” from now on?
Wei Ming did not read it in detail on the spot. He closed the magazine and said, "I will read it slowly when I get home."

"By the way, you don't usually come upstairs to see me, is there something going on today?"

"Well, I have good news and bad news. Which one do you want to hear first..."

(There are already more than 40 new books on the list, brothers are too strong! Keep going, don’t stop!!!)
(End of this chapter)