Sun Hu couldn't hide the smile on his face. His disciple in Yangping County brought him many surprises.
The new issue of "Yanhe" is going to be a blockbuster. Maybe it can completely break out of Shaanxi and become famous all over the country.
Just when the old man was feeling happy, there was a knock on the door.
"Enter."
"Creak."
The door opened.
It was Lu Yao and Wang Ye who came in.
Sun Hu felt better when he saw Lu Yao. He was the one who discovered this future literary superstar from Shaanxi, and he also did a lot of work to get him to come to "Yanhe".
"Editor-in-Chief."
The two first said hello.
Sun Hu smiled and said: "Lu Yao, Wang Ye, do you have any good works to recommend when you come here?"
Wang Ye said: "Editor-in-Chief, you are right. There are really good works submitted to our editorial department this time."
Lu Yao also smiled and said: "A poet named Li Yao has submitted two poems, which can be said to be stunningly talented works. We don't dare to delay, so we came to see you."
"What a coincidence, one of my students also submitted two poems on my behalf. I also think they are very good. I am planning to let you, a great talent, take a look." Sun Hu laughed and said.
Lu Yao said with a smile on his face: "Is it also a poem? I'll have to take a good look at it later."
But in his heart, he didn't think it would be that good. How good would it be to have two love poems by Li Yao?
How can a good poem be so well created, not even in the prosperous Tang Dynasty.
"We'll talk about this later. Let me first take a look at the poem that you are so full of praise for."
Sun Hu looked relaxed, and his thoughts were probably the same as Lu Yao's.
"Editor-in-Chief."
Wang Ye respectfully handed the manuscript to Sun Hu.
After Sun Hu took the manuscript, Lu Yao and Wang also breathed a sigh of relief.
In their view, it is a certainty that these two poems will appear in the latest issue of "Yanhe".
The two of them were very happy and waited until the editor finished reading and praised them for their serious work.
Unexpectedly, Sun Hu's face became darker and darker.
"snort!"
Sun Hu slapped the manuscript on the table in annoyance.
Lu Yao and the two were startled. This plot is wrong. Shouldn't it be the editor who was full of praise after seeing the two poems?
But……
"Shameless, shameless, what a disgrace to intellectuals!"
Sun Hu was so angry that he cursed, and his body was shaking with anger.
"Editor-in-Chief..."
Lu Yao couldn't figure it out. It was obviously a good thing, but why did it piss off the editor-in-chief.
"Just take a look and you'll know."
With a dark face, Sun Hu handed another manuscript to Lu Yao.
Lu Yao took the manuscript and looked at it doubtfully, and his face quickly darkened.
After he finished reading, it was Wang Ye's turn, and Wang Ye looked very unhappy after reading it.
After hesitating for a while, Lu Yao said: "Editor-in-chief, this matter has nothing to do with us, and we don't know about it."
What they were reading was the letter Jian Xing sent to his teacher Sun Hu. The letter contained two poems by Jiang Yulou.
He also wrote out the causes and consequences of Jiang Yulou's poetry writing, and then several people realized that they had been deceived by Li Yao.
And Li Yao was really a shameless villain. He stole other people's works and wrote with low moral character, which is rare in ancient and modern times.
This made the three intellectuals feel ashamed.
Sun Hu shook his head and sighed: "I don't blame you, it's just that Li Yao... is of really low character."
By this time, his anger had subsided. After calming down, he was more angry at Li Yao for stealing other people's works.
Wang Ye said cautiously: "Editor-in-Chief, should we call Jian Xing and Jiang Yulou from Yangping County for this matter?"
"Are you afraid..." Sun Hu frowned slightly.
The king was also silent.
This is not necessarily because Li Yao plagiarized his work. There is another possibility.
However, Jian Xing is Sun Hu's disciple, so there are some things that are difficult to explain clearly.
Sun Hu's face didn't look good, but he also knew that Wang Ye's concerns were justified.
"Well, didn't Jian Xing say it was certified? Lu Yao, please go to Yangping County to investigate. If what Jian Xing is telling the truth, you can invite Comrade Jiang Yulou to submit two poems to our "Yanhe"." Sun Hu said seriously.
If it's fake...
Needless to say, the results.
Lu Yao said: "Then Li Yao's side..."
"When you have the results, I will send a letter on behalf of "Yanhe"." Sun Hu said.
Lu Yao nodded and said, "I understand, editor-in-chief."
Such twists and turns gave him some expectations for his trip to Yangping County.
After leaving the editor-in-chief's office, Lu Yao explained his work, then went home and said he was going on a business trip, so he packed his luggage and went to the train station to get on the train to Yangping County.
When Lu Yao arrived in Yangping County, Jiang Yulou finally completed the creation of his second work "Yellow Earth".
…
Another afternoon after school.
The afternoon sun is not too hot, and the breeze is blowing, which even makes people feel relaxed and happy.
Tang Yuewen sat on the back seat of the bicycle, leaning her face against Jiang Yulou's solid back and holding his waist with her hands, feeling extremely happy.
Not only because of the close contact with the boy she likes, but also because Jiang Yulou has finished writing the novel and she can finally know the ending.
She wanted to know whether Cuiqiao and Gu Qing went to the base area, and whether the two were together in the end. She couldn't wait to know this.
Yes, they must be together, revolutionizing together, and building the country together.
Smelling the boy's scent, she thought of her happy place and couldn't help but sing,
"Songs gently ripple on the dusk water,
The factory in the twilight has glowed,
The train runs fast,
The lights in the car windows were brilliant.
Under the hawthorn tree, two young men were looking forward to me.
Oh, those dense hawthorn trees are full of white flowers,
Why is our hawthorn tree sad?
…”
The song sung by Tang Yuewen is called "The Hawthorn Tree", formerly known as "The Rowan Tree in the Urals". It was born in the Soviet Union in 1953 and is a Soviet love song.
This song describes the production, life and love of young people in the factory. The melody is melodious and the words are profound and lifelike. The ups and downs of the rhythm convey a strong Ural style - innocence, grace and romance.
In the 1950s, it was introduced into the country along with a large number of Soviet songs and was immediately widely sung. Especially young people are fascinated and obsessed with it. Across a country, emotions and love are connected.
Tang Yuewen sang, and there was sparkling happiness and sweetness in her fiery youth. Pure and simple, like hawthorn trees full of white flowers.
When she arrived at Jiang Yulou's house, she ran to Jiang Yulou's bedroom with ease.
Turn on the light, take out the manuscript, turn to the latest page, and then read it carefully.
But the smile on her face gradually disappeared as the plot progressed.
When she saw Cuiqiao being buried in the Yellow River at the end, the girl couldn't hold it in any longer and burst into tears.
She threw herself into Jiang Yulou's arms, and while slapping him, she choked with tears in her eyes:
"Uuuu... Yulou, you bastard, why did you write Cuiqiao to death..."
