All Heavens Pension started from the fiery era

Chapter 793 794. Huge Pressure Like a Mountain
Yue Lingxuan also had a smile on his face, but the intense jealousy in his heart was burning like a wildfire.

He had a dream of becoming a writer since he was a child, but unfortunately, after years of hard work, he never realized it.

As early as high school, Yue Lingxuan began to contribute to major newspapers. Although the remuneration system had been abolished at that time, he still dreamed of the day when his articles would be published in newspapers.

He is not as utilitarian as his younger brother Yue Wenxuan. He writes articles only to realize his dreams, not for the money-making royalties.

His ideal was so pure and so noble, and he had made countless efforts for it, but his manuscripts were always rejected, which dealt him a heavy blow again and again.

From what his younger brother Yue Wenxuan said, we knew that although his article was about to be published in "People's Literature", he did not take it seriously at all and did not care about it at all.

God is so blind!
In addition to his jealousy towards his younger brother Yue Wenxuan, he also had a lot of complaints. But he didn't know who to confide his resentment to, so he could only blame God in his heart.

If only he could publish articles in newspapers and magazines, he would not be as happy as his younger brother Yue Wenxuan about the royalties. At the same time, he would not be keen on the praise of people around him, and he would definitely devote all his passion to literature.

As long as he shows such talent and ability, even if he cannot be transferred to a unit with a strong cultural atmosphere such as the cultural center, he can at least be transferred away from his current job in the workshop.

After all, he only has a high school education, so it's OK if he can't get a leadership position, at least he should be sitting in an office and directing the affairs of the country, so as not to waste his talent. But now he can only stay in the workshop, doing sweaty physical work like those illiterate rough drafts.

He was extremely dissatisfied with his current situation, but it seemed to be a long way off to change it.

His only hope now lies in the reinstatement of the college entrance examination, but he has put down his textbooks for many years. The knowledge he had learned in junior high and high school was not solid to begin with, and now he has almost forgotten it all. He wants to pick up this knowledge again, but he will only know how difficult it is if he really studies it.

He doesn't even dare to hope to be admitted to a university. Even if he can be admitted to a junior college or even a technical secondary school, he will be very satisfied. His requirements are not high. As long as he can get rid of the manual labor in the workshop in the future, he will be satisfied.

The whole family's attention was focused on Yue Wenxuan, and no one paid attention to what Yue Lingxuan was thinking. Listening to the laughter in the room, Yue Lingxuan felt like an outsider.

He was so lonely, with a room full of relatives, but no one could sympathize with him.

In Cong Qiuhui's view, it is an extremely honorable thing to have a writer in the family who can publish articles in "People's Literature".

With such a big happy event happening at home, of course we have to celebrate it properly, by at least cooking two main dishes and then opening a bottle of wine.

September is the hottest time of the year. The meat coupons for this month have long been used up, and the little fresh meat that was bought was eaten up two days ago. Fortunately, Yue Wenxuan still had a piece of bacon that he brought home that he hadn't finished eating, and he could use it today.

Cong Qiuhui rummaged through the basket in the cupboard and found a handful of beans and four or five green peppers, just enough to stir-fry a plate of sliced ​​meat and green peppers, and another plate of minced meat and beans. It wouldn't take much meat to stir-fry two dishes, so she thought there might be some left over from the bacon at home.

Aunt Zhao, the neighbor across the street, saw Cong Qiuhui take out the bacon and couldn't help asking curiously:
"Oh, the bacon has been taken out. Is there some happy event at home?"

"It's not a happy event. It's just that Wenxuan of our family wrote a few essays and poems. He was lucky enough to be accepted by People's Literature. It is said that they will be published in the next issue of People's Literature soon.

After all, this is the first time that my child has published a work in a literary magazine, so I wanted to celebrate it for him and give him some encouragement.”

Cong Qiuhui tried her best to describe the incident in a calm tone, but because she was so happy, she couldn't help but reveal her mood at the moment.

"Oh my, your Wenxuan is going to publish his work in People's Literature. This is incredible!" Aunt Zhao was really shocked. "There are so many intellectuals in our institute, but not many of them can publish articles in newspapers and magazines. Your Wenxuan is the first."

"He is still a child, so don't praise him so much. Besides, he is not the first person in our institute to publish articles in newspapers and magazines.

There are many talented people in our institute, and many of them have published their works in newspapers and magazines, but they are just low-key and don’t publicize it.”

Aunt Zhao didn't seem to notice Cong Qiuhui's deliberate modesty and continued to speak in a loud voice:

"I moved in when our institute was first established. I dare not say anything else, but how could I not know about any disturbance in our institute?
There are so many intellectuals in our institute, and some of them have published articles in newspapers and magazines, but most of them are research or popular science articles. Some literary works are just a few pieces, and they are basically published in some unknown small magazines.

Your Wenxuan is actually going to publish his works in "People's Literature", and it's not just an essay and a poem. This is a big deal!

This is a first for our institute. It's such a big deal, I must publicize it to my children and let everyone hear it.

This is not just an honor for Wenxuan, but also an honor for our entire institute and compound, so we should publicize it well."

Although Aunt Zhao is not a core researcher in the institute, she is also an old college student and can be considered a grassroots manager in the institute. She is usually a very enthusiastic person.

Now that there is a promising young man like Yue Wenxuan next door, she is also proud of him.

With Aunt Zhao's enthusiastic loudspeaker actively promoting the news that Yue Wenxuan was about to publish several articles in "People's Literature", it quickly spread throughout the entire institute.

While Cong Qiuhui was cooking two dishes, the neighbors on the same floor, whether curious or not, would come over to say hello and give her a few words of praise.

Cong Qiuhui spent nearly an hour preparing these two simple dishes before finally serving them on the table.

Yue Wenxuan has never lacked confidence in himself. He had already guessed this day when he submitted his work to People's Literature. Although he was very happy at the moment, he was just happy because he had been prepared.

But he was genuinely happy to see his parents and family members smiling. He was most proud of being able to bring honor to his family and make them feel proud after a special period. Three days later, Yue Wenxuan didn't expect Xiao Yunfan to come again so soon.

This time, Xiao Yunfan did not come alone. He was accompanied by a middle-aged man who was not very tall. This man seemed to be a few years younger than Xiao Yunfan. He also wore a pair of black-framed glasses and had the same temperament as Xiao Yunfan.

After they met, Xiao Yunfan first introduced Yue Wenxuan: "Wenxuan, let me introduce you. The person next to me is the editor of the novel group of People's Literature. His name is Qu Zhize. If you continue to submit novels in the future, he will be responsible for reviewing them."

"Hello Editor Qu, nice to meet you." Yue Wenxuan greeted politely with a handshake.

Qu Zhize looked a little excited. He stretched out his hands and held Yue Wenxuan's right hand tightly, shaking it vigorously. "Comrade Yue, I didn't expect you to be younger than Lao Xiao described. I'm so happy to meet you so soon."

"I am also very happy to meet the two editors in our Red Star Department Store. It is really a great honor to have great intellectuals like you visit our small department store."

After Yue Wenxuan invited the two guests to sit down, he personally brewed a pot of good tea.

Qu Zhize continued, "I have read the book No Regrets in Youth that you submitted to People's Literature many times. It is so touching and profound that it has deeply touched and shocked me.

Our editor-in-chief Zhang personally reviewed your novel and gave it high praise. He also held an internal seminar specifically for your novel.

Your novel is very well written, but it is too sensitive.

Since resuming publication last year, our People's Literature has published a number of influential articles under tremendous pressure, but no work can compare with your novel in terms of either literary or critical quality.

To be honest, your novel is too critical, and many of my colleagues in the magazine have concerns about it.

To be honest, at this internal seminar, there was a heated debate on whether to publish your novel. In the end, it was our editor-in-chief Zhang who made the final decision and decided to publish your novel. He also publicly promised at the meeting that he would take full responsibility if any problems arose.

Yue Wenxuan had long guessed that it would be difficult to publish this novel. But now, only three days had passed and People's Literature had decided to publish the novel. The process was so smooth that it was beyond his expectations.

From his perspective, the critical nature of the novel "No Regrets in Youth" is actually not that strong, and he has deliberately downplayed the sensitivity of the novel.

Until now, no one and no magazine has dared to publish works that criticize and expose the past years.

Yue Wenxuan is the first person to try it!

His novel, of course, still has positive themes, but at the same time it does not avoid the mistakes and pain points of these years.

Only People's Literature, which dares to set a precedent, has the courage and responsibility to publish this novel.

Yue Wenxuan said solemnly with a serious expression: "Editor Qu, please tell Editor-in-Chief Zhang that if there is any problem, I, as the author of the novel, should bear all the responsibility.

I was ready for this the moment I chose to hand the novel over to Editor Xiao.”

Qu Zhize didn't expect Yue Wenxuan to be so courageous that he would say such responsible and responsible words.

He sighed and said: "After all, they are young people, full of passion and vigor, and they are always fearless, which is better than us old editors.

We should all learn from you.”

Xiao Yunfan was also very emotional and said with deep feeling: "If Editor-in-Chief Zhang could hear what you said in person, I believe he would be very pleased.

Editor-in-Chief Zhang said at the meeting that if he did not have a strong sense of responsibility and mission, he would never dare to make such a promise. After saying this, he was ready to take responsibility.

Since the meeting, the atmosphere in our magazine has been very depressing, as if a disaster could happen at any moment. "

“Even if a disaster really happens, the first person to be taken away will definitely be me, and only me.

I thought about this after I finished writing the novel, but after careful consideration, I decided to try to publish it publicly. "

Speaking of this, Yue Wenxuan's tone was also somewhat excited.

I think in the literary world there must always be someone who is the first to stand up and speak the truth, and use the pen in his hand to write down what he thinks and sees in a realistic manner.

I believe in national policies, so I have the courage to be the first to stand up. "

Facing Yue Wenxuan's young but determined face, Qu Zhize suddenly felt ashamed.

Although he was the one who raised his hand when it came time to vote in the meeting, he had also hesitated, been confused, and even backed down.

After hearing Yue Wenxuan's words and his firm gaze, Qu Zhize felt like a coward. At the same time, the haze and the mountain-like pressure that shrouded his heart suddenly disappeared.

Yue Wenxuan, a young man in his prime, dares to take responsibility, so what does he have to be afraid of?