Era: Starting from Modu Translation Studio

So fast?

When Jiang Shan saw this article in the Jiefang Daily, he immediately panicked.

Where Are They Floating? In his memory, Jiefang Daily did publish this article.

But the time in my memory should be two months later!

Could it be that just because Pujiang Daily published the serialization of the novel Gone with the Wind, some time processes have been accelerated.

In Jiangshan's memory of the development of paper media, the publication and distribution of Gone with the Wind was not smooth sailing either at home or abroad.

Of course, this did not affect the brilliant circulation of Gone with the Wind at all.

However, it is different in the country.

If it hadn't been for one person's intervention, the team behind Gone with the Wind would have been in trouble!

Seeing the D newspaper criticizing people by name, Hu Xiao, as a person who has experienced it, certainly understands the severity of it.

How long does it take to live a stable life? Hu Xiao can even rehearse the evolution of certain situations for Jiang Shan.

According to his usual understanding of Jiangshan, he would definitely rush back to Li Ruocheng now.

Lao Qiu, Jiang Shan and I will go out first. We will talk about the script when we come back.

Picking up a coat, Hu Xiao was ready to go out with Jiang Shan.

Although I had only met Mr. Li a few times, we had a very pleasant conversation every time.

At this moment, he was also going to follow over and have a look. Even if he couldn't help, he could still say a few words of comfort!

Regarding this, Hu Xiao thinks that he is quite experienced.

During those few years, he was busy doing all these things, and all the work of the factory director and secretary was done by him alone.

Just when Hu Xiao was about to go out with confidence, he found that Jiang Shan beside him was not in a hurry to move.

The boy was looking at Qiu Yuefeng and asked, Teacher Qiu, do you want to go with us?

Qiu Yuefeng was stunned when he heard this: Where are you going?

In fact, he could vaguely guess that the place where Xiao Jiang and Director Hu were going must be related to this article in the newspaper.

Judging from what Director Hu just said, do they know the translator of this book?

The old man who translated the book Gone with the Wind lives in the same hospital as me, Jiang Shan explained:

The old man is usually very easy-going, but he is not good at all. He is too serious about his work. Let's go and talk with him, and take the opportunity to help me persuade him.

Is it appropriate for me to go?

Qiu Yuefeng thought to himself, he, the Clay Bodhisattva, is the one who cannot be saved, yet he still goes to comfort others?

Thinking of this, he looked at Hu Xiao.

Is there anything inappropriate? Hu Xiao waved his hand: He is a translator. He is similar to us. The more we talk, the more he will understand.

In the recent world, I want to be named Qiu Yuefeng in everything I do.

Although Hu Xiao didn't know what kind of medicine his gourd sold, this guy was very similar to himself.

In the translation factory, Hu Xiao took care of Qiu Yuefeng first.

Otherwise, he would have been bullied long ago.

No matter what the company is, there will always be some people who like to watch people serve food.

As for Qiu Yuefeng, only when he stands in the recording studio will he show his high-spirited and independent spirit.

Teacher Qiu, let's go sit down together!

Jiang Shan felt that Qiu Yuefeng should have more contact with the outside world.

He also needs to understand that there are many people who are as frustrated as him.

But as long as you persist a little bit, you will understand that the event is reversible.

Anyway, they are going through this, and not only will they turn the corner, but they will also get better and better.

Okay, I'll go with you.

This time, Qiu Yuefeng nodded happily.

On their way to Anhe Street, Wei Yuanxing from Pujiang Daily was holding a copy of Jiefang Daily in confusion.

Write the real slave owners as noble and unyielding...hiss,

The further he looked down, the more sore Wei Yuanxing's teeth became: How could such a thing happen?

Editor-in-chief Wu, who was standing aside, wiped his sweat and asked: Editor-in-Chief, do you think this matter is important?

We can't say for sure now, Wei Yuanxing said with a frown: This matter can be big or small. It would be better if there was only one critical report. I'm afraid...

Editor-in-chief Wu obviously realized this: The end of this year is a critical time for evaluating advanced students. You said that this happened, but I was not prepared at all!

Say it like I'm prepared.

Then...what do you say about this weekend's joint issue?

Don't even think about it, Wei Yuanxing said decisively: Hurry up and notify us to change all the combined issues of Gone with the Wind to The Future of PHS.

Okay, I'll make the arrangements right away, Editor Wu paused for a moment: Editor Wei, will the usual serials still be published as usual?

Chief Editor Wu is good at this. He is talented but obedient and always comes to ask for advice on everything.

He is definitely a good subordinate who can hit wherever he points his finger.

But at this moment, he also asked Wei Yuanxing a headache: Let's go out as usual first, and wait and see again in two days.

good!

After Editor Wu left the office, Wei Yuanxing looked at his newspaper again, and what faced him was the serial Gone with the Wind.

Author: Margaret Mitchell, Translator: Li Ruocheng, alas,

At this moment, Wei Yuanxing remembered the time when he came to visit Li Ruocheng in person.

Gradually, my head hurts even more!

…

Uncle Li,

As soon as he stepped into the courtyard of No. 51, Jiang Shan shouted: Look who is coming?

At this time, Li Ruocheng had a cold towel on his forehead and was lying on the bamboo recliner, feeling sad!

After hearing Jiang Shan's voice, he held his towel and looked up: Hey, why are you guys here? Are you not going to work?

No, Hu Xiao said nonchalantly, It's not as fun to go to work as to get off work.

Jiang Shan brought three armchairs out of his room, and Qiu Yuefeng quickly helped him take them.

Uncle Li, Jiang Shan took a cigarette from Hu Xiao: Do you know who he is?

Li Ruocheng glanced at Qiu Yuefeng and laughed: Afanti, Rochester.

Li Ruocheng still remembers Jane Eyre which was just released in the first half of the year, and happened to meet the real person at Jiang He's wedding.

Qiu Yuefeng smiled and nodded: You're right. I'm here to join in the fun. You welcome me, right?

Welcome, welcome, Li Ruocheng straightened the backrest of the lounge chair: As soon as you come, our small courtyard will become glorious.

Upon hearing this, Hu Xiao couldn't help but laugh: Now even Mr. Li can joke.

Several people talked about it, but never mentioned a word about it.

Uncle Li, Jiang Shan said seemingly relaxedly: Do you usually read Jiefang Daily?

Li Ruocheng's eyes were startled: Jiang Laosan, you're not here for that matter, are you?

You already know?

Since Jiang's mother was not at home at the moment, Li Huaiying made a few cups of tea and sent it out: Little Pan from the publishing house has just left, and you guys are here.

Li Huaiying pointed to his wife: Then your Uncle Li grabbed the towel and lay down.

Hu Xiao and Qiu Yuefeng looked at each other, wanting to laugh but feeling embarrassed.

Jiang Shante asked nervously: Is your blood pressure okay? Where's your blood sugar? How about I accompany you to the hospital to have a look.

I was fine, Li Ruocheng glanced at the place with disgust, My head hurts because of your disturbance.

Come on, Jiang Shan couldn't believe it anymore: I must have been scared just now, otherwise I wouldn't have covered myself with a towel.

How can I be scared by this? Li Ruocheng shouted: I have never seen any big waves at my age... Can you help me analyze it, what does Liberation Daily mean?

I thought that Uncle Li really didn't care, but now that I heard him ask this question, he turned out to be worried.

Jiang Shan and Hu Xiao looked at each other, and Hu Xiao immediately understood.

Let me ask you something, Hu Xiao is really an expert in this matter: After you translated this book, did you attach an approval document?

Approval? Li Ruocheng knew what the other party was talking about: I didn't write it. There is no need to write that thing now.

Hu Xiao sighed: If I write it, it will be fine.

Li Ruocheng also sighed: Yes, I should still write one.

Seeing that even Qiu Yuefeng sighed together, Jiang Shan quickly asked: What approval document should I write?

Actually, it's called a critical article, Hu Xiao said slowly: In the past, every time a foreign novel was translated, a critical article had to be written about the novel.

Li Ruocheng nodded and said: Not only do you have to write, but you also have to write deeply. You can't pass the test if it's less than 10,000 words.

Write any kind of novel? Jiang Shan asked curiously: Want to write fairy tales as well?

All of them.

“What if there were no flaws?”

You don't have to worry about this, Li Ruocheng said with a wry smile, You will be able to do it naturally by then.

That's right, Hu Xiao said with a smile, It's the same in our translation factory. Every time a film is translated, a critical article must be written. Lao Qiu was helping the factory with this work.

Qiu Yuefeng on the side also laughed: You can't leave your name after you finish writing.

Why?

I am the one myself. How can I be qualified to criticize others?

What's the point? Li Ruocheng tutted, Both of you, Factory Director Hu, and I were not, so we wrote the same thing.

Hahaha~

After a burst of laughter passed through the small courtyard, Li Ruocheng took the tea and sighed softly:

There are times when the country actually cares about us intellectuals. During the three difficult years, I was still able to receive two kilograms of sugar every month!

Are you a cadre of Two Jin Sugar? Hu Xiao said happily: I was richer than you at that time.

Li Ruocheng blinked: What kind of cadre are you?

Me? Hu Xiao smiled arrogantly: I am a cadre of two kilograms of eggs.

very nice.

It's nothing, Hu Xiao said, The one I envy the most is the two-cigarette cadre.

This is the first time Jiang Shan has heard of such a cadre level: As long as they are intellectuals, can they?

How is that possible? Hu Xiao waved his hand and said, The supplies at that time were too tight. Only five people in the entire translation factory could work on it. I remember that Su Xiu only had two kilograms of soybeans at that time.

It's quite stressful.

Two pounds of soybeans has become a cadre's allocation.

Well, let it be,

Thinking about it now, Li Ruocheng sighed and said, No matter how much criticism comes from above, it will definitely not be the same as it was back then!

Uncle Li, Jiang Shan asked, What did Editor Pan say when he came?

He actually didn't say anything. He was just worried that the higher-ups would send someone to my place to investigate.

so serious?

I guess I just came here to ask a few questions, Li Ruocheng guessed: Xiao Pan told me not to worry too much. Their publishing house is already thinking of a solution.

Jiang Shan nodded, this was very similar to the previous life.

After this incident happened, the publishing house began to search for celebrities who could speak for Gone with the Wind.

I don't think we need to worry too much, Jiang Shan analyzed for him: The article in the Jiefang Daily, I think it is wrong about the matter and not the person.

Li Ruocheng's water glass stopped in mid-air: What should I say?

The entire article is a criticism of the book Gone with the Wind, and does not criticize the publisher or the translator.

Yes, Hu Xiao affirmed, It's all about storytelling.

After hearing their analysis, Li Ruocheng finally breathed a sigh of relief: If that's the case, it's really not bad.

Just relax, Jiang Shan said with certainty, Even if something really happens, the publishing house will take care of it.

Third brother, Li Ruocheng pointed at Jiangshan and said with a smile, You are still the thief. Do you know how many more books the publishing house has printed this time?

How many?

The first edition has 100,000 copies, the second edition has 200,000 copies, and now the third edition is on the machine, this time it is 600,000 copies.

Added so much?

Tell me, can his publisher not be in a hurry?

So you are also an understanding person.

Now think about it, your newspaper was lucky not to serialize the novel Gone with the Wind, Li Ruocheng seemed to have realized something: Otherwise, it would definitely be a troublesome matter.

Seeing that the conversation had reached this point, Jiang Shan took advantage of the situation and said, Uncle Li, do you know Lin Handa?

Lin Handa? Li Ruocheng nodded: Of course I know. He is a well-known figure in the translation industry. You also know it, Director Hu.

Hu Xiao was busy scattering the second round of cigarettes: Xiao Jiang, why did you suddenly mention him?

Our newspaper is recently planning to create a popular science and history column called Five Thousand Years of China.

Hu Xiao's eyes lit up when he heard this: This column is well named!

Li Ruocheng and Qiu Yuefeng also nodded at the same time, both feeling that it sounded domineering!

Actually, this is not the name I gave it, Jiang Shan said truthfully: It is the name of a book that is going to be serialized in this column.

I hear what you mean, Li Ruocheng suddenly reacted: You are planning to serialize Lin Handa's book.

Yes, Jiang Shan explained: He has a book called Up and Down Five Thousand Years, but unfortunately he only wrote half of it.

Hu Xiao wondered: How can I publish a half-written book?

It is said that the publisher specially found another scholarly writer to continue writing this book.

Continue writing? Hu Xiao shook his head and smiled: This is a thankless task.

Don't tell me, the publisher really didn't make a mistake this time, and the continuation was very successful.

oh?

Otherwise, I wouldn't have focused on this book.

Hu Xiao shook his head and said: It is really not easy for someone to continue writing for Lin Handa.

I know a little bit about Lin Handa, Li Ruocheng vaguely recalled:

You know, Third Brother, in the past era, there were two scholars who were called masters of language. One was Mr. Ye Shengtao.

Jiang Shan nodded: The other one is Mr. Lin Handa...

The autumn wind gently picked up a few fallen leaves at the foot of the wall.