From the time after taking the written exam to the release of the latest issue of "Get", the days between these two events were like being in the eye of the storm, unusually calm.

Except for Ning Chunyan, Wang Zixu did not tell anyone that he had passed the draft for "Get". Some friends who knew that he was going to vote for "Get" called and expressed concern for him. After hearing what he had to say, they all expressed their regrets unabashedly.

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"I have already applied for "Mountain Travel". So have you. Why don't you stop competing and apply for a smaller magazine and wait until you are shortlisted?" Zhao Peilin said to him.

Wang Zixu asked: "What kind of magazine is "Mountain Travel"?"

"It's a very small magazine. You wouldn't even know if I told you."

Lin Feng comforted him with a smile and said that his teacher Li Tingfang reviewed his new work and believed that he had a good chance of winning the National Reportage Award. If he succeeded in the future, he would definitely support him.

"Teacher Li Tingfang cares about you very much and has asked me many times. You haven't published a new work for half a year. What's going on?" Lin Feng said. "Publish your new work as soon as possible, even if it is published in a small magazine. You are Xihe after all."

Vice Chairman of the Literary and Art Association, if you haven’t published a new work for a long time, some people will complain.”

Wang Zixu smiled bitterly. Zhao Peilin and Lin Feng were strangers to each other, but they actually gave the same suggestion. Although their suggestions were well-intentioned, Wang Zixu could not adopt them and could only respond indifferently.

However, the attitude of others could not be considered friendly. Especially after Shi Shuqiu "inadvertently" disclosed the list of seminar participants.

One day, Wang Zixu was sitting at the "Restaurant at the End of the Universe" for dinner. Ning Chunyan and Lu Qingxuan were not there that day, so he was eating alone. While checking his cell phone, he looked up and met Xu Rongrong's eyes a few tables across from him.

He nodded, and then continued to eat with his head down. He had seen Xu Rongrong once or twice in the restaurant before, and he just nodded and said hello. This time, Xu Rongrong took her own plate and sat across from him at the table.

"Have you visited the forum recently?" she asked.

Wang Zixu shook his head: "I have been avoiding online messages recently."

"Wise choice." Xu Rongrong said, "It would be better for you not to take it seriously. They talk about you very...extremely."

Wang Zixu lowered his head to eat. Shi Shuqiu was busy promoting and building momentum during this period. The best way to unite his small group was to establish a common enemy. Wang Zixu naturally became this candidate.

For Wang Zixu, this is a child's trick; to them, Wang Zixu, the enemy, is a bit funny because he is weak. Both sides are not satisfied, but in comparison, Wang Zixu should be avoided more. So he does not read the forum.

"Are you really going to attend the seminar?"

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just think your nerves are very strong."

"What kind of description is this?"

Xu Rongrong smiled, hiding the embarrassment in her eyes.

"You went to the seminar, are you really trying to gain popularity as they said?"

Xu Rongrong is a very interesting person. Just now she said that it would be better for Wang Zixu not to go to the forum, and then she told him what others on the forum said.

Wang Zixu was a little shocked: "I'm just going to attend a seminar, what's the excitement?"

Xu Rongrong said: "It is said that all the big names are going there this time, even Yanzishan is planning to participate."

Wang Zixu asked: "Will Shi Tonghe participate?"

"He's not that explicit yet. With Yan Zishan participating, the standards of this seminar are already very high."

Xu Rongrong added: "Did you know? Yanzishan and Shi Tonghe are both from the northwest, and they are fellow villagers. Shi Tonghe promoted Yanzishan a lot, and Yanzishan will definitely spare no effort to support Shi Shuqiu."

From Xu Rongrong's tone, it seemed that everyone already knew that Shi Tonghe was Shi Shuqiu's father. But what was their attitude towards this matter? He didn't seem to have heard that anyone was denouncing the idea of ​​"son inheriting his father's legacy", so he felt a little strange.

Wang Zixu asked: "Do the classmates in the courtyard have any objections to the fact that Shi Shuqiu is Shi Tonghe's son?"

"Any comments?"

The prince stared at her in silence. Xu Rongrong understood what he meant and said with a hint of sarcasm: "Your father is your father. Do others have any objections if they find out?"

After Xu Rongrong left, Wang Zixun thought to himself, I don't know if others have any opinions, but his mother must have opinions anyway. During the time when his mother and his father had the most fierce quarrel, she often pinched him for no reason. If she could choose, she should

I don't want him to be his father's son.

Others' misunderstandings about Wang Zixu were relatively easy to deal with. Confucius said that people who don't know are not stunned. For "those who don't know me", Wang Zixu can already turn a blind eye. Only Chen Qingluo's eyes were unbearable.

He went to work normally that day, but Chen Qingluo also came to the magazine abnormally. When she saw him for the first time, she walked straight towards him, stood in front of his desk and said:

"How about it?"

Ning Chunyan's dark eyes poked out from the scrap pile and stared at Wang Zixu with a warning look.

The prince pretended to be stupid: "How about what?"

"Submit the article." Chen Qingluo's tone was a little hasty, as if she thought he was stupid.

The prince shook his head.

Chen Qingluo asked: "What does shaking your head mean?"

The prince remained silent.

Chen Qingluo stretched out her hand and slapped it on his desk: "What do you mean by shaking your head? Tell me!"

Her tone was as urgent as that of a patient's family, as if the one shaking his head was not Wang Zixu, but the doctor who came out of the emergency room.

Wang Zixu cast a pleading look at Ning Chunyan, but Ning Chunyan retracted his gaze irresponsibly. Chen Qingluo looked at the two of them, then returned to her seat coldly.

The back of Chen Qingluo's hands is fair, and her fingernails are not painted with nail polish, but they are very shiny. Her hands have been away for a long time, and a faint fragrance seems to still linger on the table.

Chen Qingluo didn't talk to Wang Zixu that day. Although she didn't talk to Wang Zixu before, she used to talk to him simply because she didn't want to talk; but she didn't talk to him this time because she didn't want to talk to him. She

She seemed very unhappy, and no one dared to disturb her. She said goodbye and left before it was time to get off work.

Like a submarine sailing in the depths of the black ocean, Wang Zixu entered silent mode, enduring all the loneliness. Only he knew his mission. Even Chen Qingluo couldn't tell him about this mission, so he could only endure it alone.

Another incident that can be called an episode was that the magazine began to recruit employees, and Wang Zixu also helped with interviews. To his surprise, an acquaintance came to apply for an editor position—it turned out to be Lin Luo.

Lin Luo seemed to have been completely given up by Shen Qingfeng after the disastrous defeat of the Xihe Literary Association last time. Later, he voluntarily withdrew from the Xihe Literary Association. Lin Feng said that he seemed to have disappeared from Xihe. Wang Zixu found out after meeting him and asking

, he moved to the East China Sea to develop.

After the interview, Lin Luo pulled Wang Zixu out alone and asked in a low voice: "I heard that your new work is going to be submitted to "Get"?"

Wang Zixu said: "How come you also know this?"

Lin Luo smiled and patted him, saying: "You are the number one in our Xihe Literary Society! Naturally, I should pay more attention to your movements, so as to follow the latest trends in the literary world."

Wang Zixu was speechless. This man was a sly Kung Fu antelope. If Lin Feng hadn't overheard the two of them plotting to use various insidious tricks to deal with Wang Zixu outside Qingfeng Ju that day, he knew that Lin Luo was an insidious villain, otherwise he would have almost died.

Be confused by him.

"I submitted it. But there was no response."

Lin Luo was surprised: "How long has it been since I submitted the application and there is still no response?"

"It's been a month."

Lin Luo asked tentatively: "Are you afraid that there is no chance? I heard that "Get" will not return the manuscript."

"Well, there should be no chance." The prince nodded weakly.

A sincere smile of relief finally appeared on Lin Luo's face: "Well, that's a bit of a pity. But your level is indeed not enough. After all, it is "Acquisition", and you still need to practice for a few years before you have a chance to get on it.

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Wang Zixu nodded: "Yes." After Lin Luo left, Wang Zixu asked Ning Chunyan if he wanted to admit him. Ning Chunyan stared at him in surprise: "Admit him? I remember he doesn't want to see you?"

Wang Zixu said that although this person is not welcome to meet, his level is not bad. He is willing to be the editor and can help us a lot.

Ning Chunyan waved his hands in disgust: "Forget it, we insist on putting morality first in our employment. Besides, I get annoyed when I see him, so don't force me."

Wang Zixu did not persuade her, but rather, it was quite refreshing to have such a leader who did things based on his own preferences and whose preferences were exactly the same as his own.

In a blink of an eye, the day before the seminar came, and it was a warm and sunny Sunday. Wang Zixu couldn't calm down, so he put a book under his arm and went to the magazine office.

As he was walking on the road, he was still thinking that on such a rest day last time, he unexpectedly saw Chen Qingluo in the office. As a result, he pushed the door open and saw Chen Qingluo.

She was wearing a white suit and dress, with her hair hanging down to her cheeks. Under the sunlight slanting through the glass, she had a heart-stopping beauty.

Wang Zixu was stunned at the door for a while before he started to walk towards his seat. Because Chen Qingluo hadn't talked to him these past few days, he couldn't decide whether to talk to her first.

Unexpectedly, Chen Qingluo took the initiative to speak: "Forget it, life will be unsatisfactory nine times out of ten. The most important thing is to calm down."

Wang Zixu asked: "Are you talking to me?"

"Is there anyone else here besides you?" Chen Qingluo said angrily.

Wang Zixu took the book and sat down in his seat, feeling increasingly guilty. Chen Qingluo muttered: "Idiot."

Wang Zixu suddenly looked at her, and Chen Qingluo was confused. He said, "I have something to tell you tomorrow."

Chen Qingluo's face turned red inexplicably: "What's the matter?"

"It's a surprise anyway."

"Then don't tell me."

Wang Zixu asked: "Why?"

He planned to confess to Chen Qingluo that he had appeared on "Get" tomorrow. Would it be considered a surprise? But Chen Qingluo's answer left him confused.

"Tell me after you win the Feishi Literary Award."

Wang Zixu thought it might be his imagination: she seemed a little angry.

"It will be too late to tell you after I get the Fei Shi Literary Award," he said.
To be continued...